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| Tuesday, December 29th, 2009 |
avdi
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10:11a |
So where should I spend New Years? Anyone throwing/know of a good party? |
| Monday, December 28th, 2009 |
avdi
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4:51p |
The only healthcare reform I want is the one where doctor's office staff have to make their money from tips. |
avdi
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2:11p |
Dear white "libertarian" racists: fuck off, freedom doesn't need your "help". |
| Sunday, December 27th, 2009 |
avdi
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11:21p |
An arbitrary 10% tax on a single micro-industry? That's central economic planning. Hello, socialism. |
avdi
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11:19p |
"A 10% tax on indoor tanning establishments" will help pay for healthcare. WTF? That settles it, congress is on crack. |
avdi
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8:58a |
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| Saturday, December 26th, 2009 |
innocent_man
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1:13p |
Um...wtf?
OK, hands up if this hurts your brain: Not that they're remaking Karate Kid. Hollywood ran out of ideas long ago, I'm fine with that. I'm also fine with the notion that, as I get older, the movies I loved as a kid are going to get remade and maybe, just maybe, the remakes will be better (it happens). What weirds me about this is that he goes to China and learns kung fu (movie-style, it looks like) from Jackie Chan and they're calling it The Karate Kid. OK? Just me? |
| Thursday, December 24th, 2009 |
emprint
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7:54p |
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innocent_man
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3:46p |
Xmas Eve
I'm not Christian, and haven't been for many years. I am, however, a big fan of Xmas. I love the season, I love the holiday, I love giving and getting presents, I love the food, and so on. When I was a kid, Xmas Eve generally consisted of my brother and I opening one present (the rest of the mountainous hoard got opened on Xmas proper), and reading a bunch of Xmas stories. Favorites included The Christmas Cookie Sprinkle Snitcher and The Secret Gift of Not Even, The Mouse. As my brother and I got older, we took our turns reading these and other books, and in recent years we've read them to our kids (I have, anyway; not sure how they roll down in Atlanta. They probably fry something). This year, things are a little different. We're going to my mother's house tonight for some dinner, and having a dinner tomorrow for her and for Aaron and his mother and so on, which has "sitcom" written all over it. We're not doing Xmas with Heather's family until January, which is nice in that it allows taking advantage of post-Xmas sales to buy presents. But then I was getting ready to go, and popped over to Something Positive to read today's strip. Go read, I'll wait. My father was the most interesting person I knew. I'll never know as much about his life as I'd have liked, though I learned a lot in the time before he died as older memories replaced his ability to make new ones. Anyway, this is my first Xmas without him. And I kind of wish that would just hit me full-on, so I could grieve and cope properly, rather than sneaking upon me and shoving me at random moments. If you're observing the holiday in any way, or hell, if you're not, hug someone you love and learn something about them if you can. You only have so many Xmases. Current Mood: sad |
| Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009 |
emprint
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8:30p |
The Last Doctor
Paul Cornell, who needs no introduction, has also been writing fan fiction this week. Read about Christmas at the end of time in The Last Doctor. |
emprint
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7:08p |
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innocent_man
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10:08a |
A Day at the Zoo, part 2: Teachable Moments
While I'm printing character sheets for the Alpha Omega game tonight, a little anecdote. I took the kids to the zoo the other day, mostly to have something to do for a morning that wasn't hanging about the house. Yes, it's winter, but the Cleveland Zoo has lots to do. Anyway, we wound up in the rain forest for lunch, and then looked at some of the animals there. There was a volunteer hanging out with a boa constrictor in her hands, telling the kiddies about snakes. TEAGAN: I want to know all about this snake. VOLUNTEER LADY: Well, ask me questions and I'll tell you about him. TEAGAN: Why does he have those spots on his back? ME: (silently) Don't say it's the way God made him. Don't say it's the way God made him. Don't say it's the way God made him. VL: Well, honey, about all I can tell you is it's the way God made him. ME: (facepalm) OK, honey, imagine that snake was on the ground with dead leaves all around. Would you be able to see him? TEAGAN: No. Oh, it's camouflage! See, what I objected to with the lady's comment was not them mention of God. Teagan doesn't have any real context for that word anyway, and if she'd asked I'd have explained it. What I object to is that "it's the way God made him" shuts down any opportunity to learn anything. There's no exploration of the why there, no attempt to figure out what purpose that coloration does serve. Just, yep, that's how Epimetheus wanted it (he made all the animals, remember? Lavished the gifts on them, so Prometheus had to steal fire? That's in the Bible, right? Oh, wait, wrong myth). OK, printing is done, so now to make a bunch of characters. Wish me luck. |
emprint
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12:01a |
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| Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009 |
emprint
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12:01a |
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| Monday, December 21st, 2009 |
emprint
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5:21p |
What I Did in the War
At the end of the war, he doesn't have a friend, or a name, or even a face. He is only a title, a role, only the Doctor. He holds the key to armageddon. The doors of his sanctum gape wide upon the war. Only a fraction of it can be seen, even by his missing eyes. Facts have always offended him, but he pities them as they fragment, as time itself breaks. He shouts into the void. "You've used everything in this universe to destroy each other, smashed entire planets and epochs like apes bashing each other's heads open with stones. You've rewritten your pasts so neither of you can exist without the other. You used me to do that. And now you've only got one thing left, one thing in all of history." He pauses. "Extermination." Another pause. "I know what you expect me to say. 'I'm sorry.' But I'm not," his voice rises. "You've done terrible things... used me to do them. But the Doctor's going to perform an amputation. We're all going to burn together, and there's going to be a new universe out there. Without lords or masters or killing machines. Time as it was meant to be. Time without us." And he turns the key. The lights go first. The concept of light failing to exist. The screams rise and die out, the numbness begins. And then fear grips him. The fear he's always known. He throws the doors shut. He dashes for the console, grasps madly at the controls, throws all the dials back to the beginning, the very beginning, the only place left for him to run. He waits for the light. And there is light. And he realizes what he has done, and his hearts break, and he falls to the floor. And then he is someone else. |
innocent_man
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3:59p |
Character Creation: Mutants and Masterminds
I really need a Batman icon or something. Anyway: The Game: Mutants and MastermindsThe Publisher: Green RoninDegree of Familiarity: Some. I played a character named "Nobilis" that I really enjoyed a while back ( ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) marrowbourne was the GM, but the game fell victim to unreliable cars and schedules), and M&M is about as close to the d20 system as I like to get. Books Required: Just the M&M book, I think, but I have the True20 book if I need it. ( Magic! Mayhem! Marmosets! )Right. Going to bed. |
avdi
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1:48p |
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emprint
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9:47a |
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emprint
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9:38a |
If you hate David Tennant, and have not dated him, you are a wrong person. |
| Sunday, December 20th, 2009 |
avdi
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4:10p |
The longer I'm alive the more I realize that all the wisdom I've acquired can be summed up with the phrase "chill the fuck out". |
| Saturday, December 19th, 2009 |
innocent_man
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6:55p |
Everyone has their moments of bad taste
Yesterday I went to the dentist, and while I sitting there letting the pretty young hygienist work my mouth ("Dear Penthouse..."), this song came on the radio (if you don't want to click the link, it's "Tonight's Gonna Be a Good Night" by the Black Eyes Peas). I hate that song, so listening to it in the dentist's chair just seemed a kind of amusingly torturous scenario. But later, when recounting that to my Hunter group (see below for the ghosty write-up), someone mentioned this song as another torture song, and that one I rather like. And if you know me, you know I enjoy me some Beyonce, too (I'll crank up "Single Ladies", I admit it). I joke sometimes that I have the music taste of a 12-year-old girl. But then Lori told me (reminded me, really) about the theme song for her Edge of Midnight character ( this song, and that's pretty damned awesome, in a sexier, smoother, jazzier kind of way. I just like music, really, and with a few exceptions (like this - which someone did at karaoke last time I went FUCK ME), I'll pretty much rock out to whatever's handy. Eric B. and Rakin, K'naan, Beyonce, Billy Joel, Metallica, Scorpions, TMG, whatever. There's not a lot in my "suck" file. Anyway, I just mention that because I somehow heard about a recent South Park episode - involving gay fish, and so now I'm just trying to wash that faux-Kanye song out of my head. ( and now,= ) |
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conradhubbard
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3:53p |
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| Friday, December 18th, 2009 |
avdi
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2:21p |
"Absurd and anti-life" - John Gatto's 1989 Teacher of the Year acceptance speech http://ping.fm/ttg1l |
| Thursday, December 17th, 2009 |
xyon
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10:16p |
Would have used twitter, but...
Okay, so I don't really even like twitter, but that's where short stuff goes, no? Well, twitter.com is taking too long to respond (sez FireFox) Whatever. Longer version :) Last Saturday Amazon thought to email me to let me know that Bosch DLR165K Laser Distance Measuring Device was on sale for $64.99. I finally succumbed and bought it. In the hour I've had it tonight I've had at least 10 dollars worth of amusement, and since it serves practical purpose it should end up being worth it. How much fun? Well, I just sent servalan this mail: For some bizarre reason I know that my bedroom is 12.85’ x 12.50’, plus the doorway (1.9’ x 3’ (or, you know, 2.985’, but I’m generous)). Oh, and the bathroomy area (5.89’ x 9.08’), and closets (2.02’ x 7.98' + 2.11’ x 5.885’), and the half-bath (7.965’ x 2.83’).Wow, much more satisfying than "New LASER tape-less tape measure is fun! Whee!" |
innocent_man
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11:06p |
Small rant, then bloodsucking fiends in Vegas
OK. To keep this concise: Sending your 8-year-old, mentally handicapped son walking to school in 20-degree weather wearing a light jacket and a short-sleeved shirt, past a row of abandoned buildings in still-dark winter morning, because he missed the bus because you didn't wake him and you're too fucking lazy to drive him? Not. Bloody. Acceptable. And now, some cheery news: My daughter had $17.83 in her piggy-bank. She decided to spend it on Toys for Tots, because some children don't get presents. She chose to forgo watching her bedtime movie tonight to go to Toys-R-Us to seal that deal, because helping people is more important than TV (her words). Next person who tells me that children are cruel or selfish gets told to fuck straight off (really, that's not a change). Children aren't cruel or selfish. Children are people, and that means yes, sometimes they are cruel or selfish. But that doesn't magically change when they become adults. And sometimes children are kind, selfless and giving just because it feels good to be those things. I am very proud of my daughter today. ( And now, The Show Must Go On. )And now, for my Vampire players: Poll #1500452 Vampires Etc.
Open to: Friends, detailed results viewable to: None, participants: 7 Choose two plotlines/elements that you'd like to see explored in this chronicle: |
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