are you crazy?
My wife and I were planning to buy a Wii for Christmas. It would be my first video game system since my Atari back in the early 1980s. And I expected to wax joyfully about our family's plunge into the world of video games.The article was linked to HERE and prompted a shitstorm of negative, damning, furious comments from gamers...
Except things didn't quite work out that way.
We did buy a Wii. But 24 hours and one panic attack later, I returned it with immense relief...
Frantic Steve Jobs Stays Up All Night Designing Apple Tablet
CUPERTINO, CA—Claiming that he completely forgot about the much-hyped electronic device until the last minute, a frantic Steve Jobs reportedly stayed up all night Tuesday in a desperate effort to design Apple's new tablet computer. "Come on, Steve, just think—think, dammit—you're running out of time," the exhausted CEO said as he glued nine separate iPhones to the back of a plastic cafeteria tray. "Okay, yeah, this will work. This will definitely work. Just need to write 'tablet' on this little strip of masking tape here and I'm golden. Oh, come on, you piece of shit! Just stick already!" Middle-of-the-night sources reported that Jobs then began work on double-spacing his Keynote presentation and increasing the font size to make it appear longer.
"Little Bit of Everything"!!
So that's what's sad about not eating. The loss of dining, not the loss of food... The food and drink I can do without easily. The jokes, gossip, laughs, arguments and shared memories I miss. Sentences beginning with the words, "Remember that time?" I ran in crowds where anyone was likely to break out in a poetry recitation at any time. Me too. But not me anymore. So yes, it's sad. Maybe that's why I enjoy this blog. You don't realize it, but we're at dinner right now.
Computers can do just about everything these days, from running airplanes to carrying out labyrinthine mathematical calculations. It would seem to be such a simple thing I am asking. I would like a computer to provide me with my own voice. Many people have suggested this: "Why don't you get someone to take tapes of your speaking voice and create a voice you can use with your computer?" They make it sound so simple. They look like they've had a brilliant idea. But it is not so simple...
One of my favorite pastimes, especially when I should be doing something else, is moseying around the blogs of my readers...
Back in November of 2003 there was a myth circulating that a graduate student's thesis at the University of Idaho showed that DEHA, a plastics additive, was a human carcinogen that could be released from a PET container. In fact, DEHA is not inherent in PET as a raw material, nor is it a decomposition product. Furthermore, DEHA has been cleared by the FDA for food contact applications and would not pose a health risk even if it were present. A review found that DEHA in the plastic items used in the laboratory was the likely source of the contamination in the study. The information about the dangers of water bottle reuse that was circulated back in 2003 was found to be baseless, but nevertheless continues to pop up from time to time.MYTH BUSTED, suckaz!
Steve Guttenberg
Steve Guttenberg
As a site gets bigger, the comments tend to get busier — and sometimes more annoying..."Whoa, that sounds sort of obnoxious, Malice. How did you get a star?"
... the most pernicious comments don't come from trolls or spammers. Those can be easily identified and barred. What ruins a good discussion is what we could call the chatty commenter. They may be a devoted reader, someone we don't have the heart to ban. But they only occasionally contribute something to the sum of human knowledge. And the chatty commenters — because there are so many of them — set the tone. Their presence puts off the subjects of items — or other people with something interesting to say.
So we need to introduce another level — the power commenter — to the hierarchy. We used to refer to our comment environment as a club — with a velvet rope to keep the riff-raff out on the street. Well, now the club is too busy. If we're going to maintain credibility, we need a the equivalent of a VIP room. We'll populate the VIP room by giving special privileges to star commenters. They'll get prominence and space — as will their guests. And — we hope — it will be this salon that sets the tone of discussion.
Our comments have stood out amid the illiterate abuse and empty-headed wittering of the rest of the internet; we're going to make sure it stays that way as the audience continues to expand...
"Wow, Malice... you must be really satisfied with yourself!" the Gay Horse observed. "You've really made the most of your time being unemployed, haven't you! Your parents must be so proud that you've been recognized for leaving amusing comments on a snarky hipster news site. Have you shared the good news with your reps? And how's that original script coming along...? That new spec script that you're supposed to be writing...? What's the status of that one...?"
Ever since i went to see Avatar i have been depressed. Watching the wonderful world of Pandora and all the Na'vi made me want to be one of them. I cant stop thinking about all the things that happened in the film and all of the tears and shivers i got from it. I even contemplate suicide thinking that if i do it i will be re birthed in a world similar to Pandora and the everything is the same as in Avatar.. I cant find joy in this world since Ive seen it, and the only thing that makes me happy is thinking about it or when im seeing it next, which is Saturday at the imax..There's more.
Nearly at the edge of Brooklyn, the Kings Highway Cinema isn’t your ordinary multiplex showing the latest Harry Potter movie. It’s actually a brothel doubling as an old-folks home...READ MORE HERE if you dare.
"M. Alice Highload", a.k.a "Crypt Orchid", a.k.a. "The Ghost of the Future"
