Pollywogs!

Hilarious: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YTihsJQHt48

Assuming my brain hasn’t failed to the point where I can no longer discern amusing from the background noise…

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Been a long time since I’ve seen a trashed hard drive, but the monitor next to this one is running a data recovery program.  Have you made backups of your critical data lately?  If your computer suddenly exploded, would you miss your bookmarks or a couple pictures?  You can get a 4GB thumbdrive for $10, back up your data regularly!

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Got into the Quake Live beta a day or two ago.  Interesting little game, basically a remake of Quake III Arena but built into your browser.  The game interface that would normally load in the game all originates at the quakelive.com website.  There is a small browser plugin (for IE & FF) that handles some of the program, and then the game automatically downloads and installs in the background as you browse the site.  The hardware requirements are very low, and the price is free.  Apparently they’re going to see if they can sell subtle advertising in game (billboards), if casual free online FPSers are a viable market.  The process certainly is less intimidating to grandma, just visiting a website and signing up.  Perhaps the most important feature is an autoranking system, that watches your performance against a bot (computer controlled player) when you first sign up, and then ranks you accordingly so that it recommends matches that are comprised of players at your own skill level.  So when grandma is running around wondering which end of her rocket launcher is up, the other ladies in her bridge club are running along with her just as clueless.  “Appeals to both casual and hardcore gamers.”  We’ll see.  I enjoy it, for one.

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So.  Michael Phelps.  Huh.  None of my business.  This is all you need to know.  But if you’re still curious, you can read this too.  Now excuse me, I’m going to go have a glass of wine.  I hope I don’t end up a loser.

I guess I just have a different attitude, what with not trying to run your life for you.  I can’t legislate common sense, I can’t enforce reason with a big stick.  All I can do is try to illuminate things which aren’t properly visible in the collective consciousness and hope that reality is slowly restored as The Place Where We Live.

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My friend’s band recorded a demo album.  I’ve been trying to get him to send me a decent original copy so that I can yarrr it on the internet, until then you’ll have to settle for this: fucking myspace