Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Wet Paint

Another in the series of: "This started out as something else, but..."

Friday, August 25, 2006


Creepy, glowing alien space-bugs? Check. Alien space-bug larvae buried underground waiting to hatch and cause all manner of havoc? Check. Throw in some teenagers, some comedy relief, a couple of flamethrowers, and David Keith, and you've got yourself a Sci-Fi Channel movie!

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Care To Repeat That?

I shy away from things political here. Mainly because nobody should give a rat's ass what I think, and why scare away the 4 1/2 of you who actually read this crap that spews from my keyboard? But I'm changing that, just for today, to ask a simple question:

Could someone tell me why in the hell this news story isn't being looped ad infinitum like the friggin' JonBenet thing is?!? I don't know about you, but to me it's pretty big news that the President of the US admits at a press conference that Iraq had nothing to do with 9/11. (The 4 1/2 of you who read this blog knew that already, but not everyone did.) It was kinda the whole point for going over there and killing everyone, right? Ride that wave of patriotism and all? Or am I missing something? Please, tell me I'm missing something.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Lava Gatherers

Can you guess who was reading H.P. Lovecraft today?

Monday, August 21, 2006


typoGenerator On the surface, it sounds like something that would be my arch-nemesis. It does not create typos, though. It creates word art. Sometimes funky, sometimes painful to the ol' retinas, but it's a pretty interesting thing to try out. You don't have as much control over it as I'd like, but that's actually a good thing as it generates things within parameters I wouldn't choose.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Geek Is The Word, or Reason 748,927,852 Why My Wife Is The Coolest Person Ever

We have an extra computer, thanks to Deb's recent upgrade. In the past, our computer hand-me-downs have gone to various members of my family. The 2,000+ mile gap now makes that just a tad bit impractical. So, I finally got to implement one of my wacky ideas. (No, not that one. That's illegal!) I have the computer set up in the bedroom, hooked up to the TV, and the hard drive will have as many movies on there as I can manage. In other words: our very own on-demand movie thingy! It's got the first two seasons of Mystery Science Theater 3000 on it so far, with more seasons and selections to follow. Oh, and I hooked up a set of computer speakers, too. Complete with subwoofer. Because I can. Energy settings are set to power down after slightly longer than a movie's worth of time has elapsed. It's all controlled with a wireless mouse, too. (Sorry, I just drooled on my pocket protector.)

My wife not only allows me such geeky outbursts, but actually appreciates them! How cool is that?

Friday, August 11, 2006

One Month

A little clarification for the observant... A few months ago I signed up to write a little bit about one of the people whose life was ended on September 11, 2001. If you have a blog and are interested, go to 2,996 and sign up. The goal is to have one writer per victim, and as it stands now that goal may not be reached.

That makes me angry, as do many things, but it also makes me sick. It's only been five years, and many people think that we were attacked by Iraq, which is why we're at "war" with them. If they even think at all. But this week two things of varying significance happened: the crown of the Statue of Liberty was closed indefinitely, and even more restrictions have been placed on airline passengers because of a foiled terrorist plot. The UK has it worse than we do, and I sincerely wonder what would happen if the airlines forbade Americans their cell phones and laptops. For that matter, I wonder if they'd do anything at all. Sure, they'd whine, but that doesn't count. Some wouldn't even make the connection. Case in point: I overheard a snippet of one of the fine college students/leaders of tomorrow in a diner today. Her parents were lamenting the fact that they may have to change their flight plans. The girl wondered why. Of course, this is the same girl who, later in the conversation while describing her dream house, wants to have a mirror that has "You are beautiful" etched on the glass. So yeah, there are plenty of issues there. She'll be a fine catch for someone, some day!

So, one month from today, you'll see a post that might not make sense. Or less sense than some of my other posts. I'll write about someone I never knew, never heard of, who went to work one day and never came home.