MUH BIRTHDAY

everybody get down!

*butt shake*

Confusion DOES Reign Supreme

Wallowing within the thoughts that swim about my brain has led me to a few conclusions. Of course, I am inclined to share these thoughts with you as is my custom. Observing two people in love is quite like observing a dog fight being cheered on by drunken flannel-clad rednecks in the middle of a field....at dusk. Or is that just me? Tsk.
I will walk into the sun tomorrow morn. Yes, I might burst into flame, but it has to be done. Or at least said to be done. I have packed the essentials, of course. Cheese, scones, cat.... and goat. >.>
How did those last two get there? Someone has added those in crayon. Well, as they are packed, they go. Let us forget the packing of essentials as everyone should travel with these items at ALL TIMES. The task at hand is this:

Let's Make a Word!

you know, million is a huge number. to summerize just how colossial, the linked story tells that the millionth word in english will be created soon.

i think we should take a stab at creating the millionth word or at least get to stabbing things. ( i think kat monster would say that, where she here and not on a bus doodling and playing her ds)


also! side contest! who ever writes the best story with the use of their made up word for this picture gets a postcard i found in a library book with sea lions kissing sent to them.



good luck!

"I am the only one who can hear the fish! "

This link today is goes from funny to sad. It is still worth a gander though.

It is a bit long, at 10 minutes. But is is worth it

For the Greater Good

now that my computer has returned, i wish to return to the faerie tarot. easier said than done. there are some cards that frankly, require a scoundrel. so i am posting this open letter in hopes it reaches one in particular.

mostly i want him to pose with lily for the lovers cards. we will see.

You'll be drawn to this one

The three of us that have DSes will be astounded, bemused, astonished and perhaps even a little frightened by the sorcerous potential locked inside this forthcoming piece of electronic e-mazingness:

What is the purpose of the v key?

i am sans a computer for one to two weeks. the v key fell off! apparently this "key" has either other super powers i am not aware of or makes the body unlock from the screen.

pat(a poor boy who loves me)(4:23:25 PM): What happened?

bee(me, a wicked creature) (4:23:39 PM): a key fell off

p (4:24:28 PM): Your laptop?

b (4:24:54 PM): yessir! the v key

p(4:25:20 PM): The v key?

p(4:25:29 PM): *clueless*

b (4:25:43 PM): the key

b (4:25:46 PM): i push down

b (4:25:58 PM): to make a v

p (4:26:25 PM): What does the key unlock?

p (4:26:33 PM): Your screen from the body?

b (4:26:40 PM): wha?

p (4:27:00 PM): I just don't know what the purpose of this key is.

b(4:27:18 PM): i really dont know how to simplify it any more

p (4:27:55 PM): What does it do?

p(4:28:05 PM): Besides make a v when pushed down?

anyone have any ideas on the magic that is the v key?

For the Love of Cheese

I think England has a bit of explaining to do!

Words To Live By

Lounging about the boardroom earlier, I ransacked a dusty bookcase. One of the treasures I made off with -er, that is, preserved for future historians - is a 1951 tome, "Standard Boardroom Practice: Prepared By A Special Commitee Of The Institute of Directors Under The Chairmanship of Lord Tangley With A Foreword By Viscount Chandos."

(VISCOUNT CHANDOS! UNDEAD SCOURGE OF A HUNDRED KINGDOMS!)

It begins:

"This book is the outcome of many months' discussion by a special commitee of the Institute of Directors of which the members were Lord Tangley (Chairman), Mr John Corbett, Sir Nutcombe Hume, Mr Harald Peake, Mr Alfred Red, Sir Halford Reddish, Mr F.W. Willis and the late Lord Weeks."

The late Lord Weeks? The late Lord Weeks?

What, did they summon him via by the black arts and necromancy, or just prop up the body in a corner? And did Sir Halford Reddish feel a little inadequate confronted by the most-definitely-the-definite-article Alfred Red?

On the question of expenses, after reflecting on the sad state of affairs now the plebians can actually claim them:

"Should a wife accompany her husband abroad on business trips? From the standpoint of the company - the overruling consideration - there is no doubt that there are often occasions when the presence of a man's wife is of considerable direct benefit to the company.

Indeed, in some foreign countries the unaccompanied male is regarded with some disdain. This apart, there is the human consideration that a director, in fact any employee, who is required by the company to travel abroad a great deal runs an abnormal risk of getting involved in domestic trouble.

In these circumstances the company has a special responsiblity which, through the board, it can discharge by encouraging husbands to take their wives from time to time."

...yeeeeeeeees.

Any volunteers?

Click on the title for information on a ... unique... opportunity.

I like the part where it says people lined up for the chance.

I say, Holmes!

Next up, flutes carved from the thighbones of Conan Doyle's corpse.

Games, games, games!

Two of the best games on anything, ever, are "Ico" and "Shadow of the Colossus," which are stripped down, refined, elegant and artistic in a way that makes most other entries in the genre seem like childish doodles.

Every other game, ever

(In a world where games often seem to be competing to fit as many bald, testosterone-drenched space marines with unfeasibly enormous guns wading through the guts of their enemies on screen at once, Ico and SotC feature, respectively, a small boy and girl wandering through a ruinous fairytale castle waving a stick to scare away shadows, and a bloke on a horse riding about a vast, empty, forbidden land filled with ruins and forgotten histories.)

Imagine my delight when a video leaks of the next game by Team Ico. A year old, now, and probably using placeholder assets...but still.



(Watch in HD if you can.)

Clearly animated by a cadre with such monumental talent I wouldn't be surprised to find we were actually just living in a world they'd drawn. What I find particularly interesting is the scale of what I presume to be the sidekick (the ...er...catbatrat, in the absence of any better name...). Normally, emotion in games comes through in movement because of the relatively small sizes - think of the dog in Fable II, or Yorda in Ico - but here, the size is such that the facial expression actually conveys emotional tone.

Oh gods, the game's going to end with the heart-rending death of kid or catbatrat or both, isn't it?

Post transfer

Can people let me know which posts, etc they'd like to move over from the old place? Leave links in comments please! And do it now. Less lollygagging. I don't want excuses about work or essays or illness or anything. Come along. Let's be having it.

Ethel Wears A Dress In The Bath

This can sit here until I bring the rest of the interesting posts across.