I just came across this article on IGN.com concerning their recent visit from salesgirl-turned-Lara-Croft-model Karima Adebibe. And just like every Playboy I've ever read to digest the articles, you're going to have to skim by a lot of pictures of this uberbabe.
Poor you.
And how about the lucky bastard in the picture above eh? If I do someday have to die, and I haven't yet made up my mind that I will, I could go out in similar fashion.
If the upcoming in-game Lara looks anything like this girl, I can now say that I am even more excited for Tomb Raider: Legend than I was previously. If such a thing is possible.
Full article (and pictures, did I mention that part?) here.
Labels: gaming
I received this great clip today about the birth of a new technological innovation sweeping the globe called 'internet'.
Its a very old CBC news clip with Peter Mansbridge, circa 1970something describing the advent of a network of global computers.
The clip is here. It is hilarious. Especially the explanation of emoticons and that whole bit about how no one swears or is mean to others on the internet.
And I got it from my boss of all places. Who knew he had a sense of humour?
Well, he is responsible for my continuing current employment.
Labels: funny
Yes I'm a fan of Star Trek. A big fan. I own all the movies. I have attended a convention. If an episode of TOS or TNG or Enterprise is on and I don't have a good excuse to do otherwise, I'm watching it.
I'm a firm believer that there are worse (and far more harmful) things to occupy a person's time.
And for the most part when I tell people that I am a
But it is shit like this, a video currently going around the net of Sims-style Trek characters dancing to a song that someone put together with various audio clips from TNG that makes the rest of us look bad. It just doesn't get any worse.
Except maybe that Whitewater juror wearing her fucking Starfleet uniform to court. That was pretty close.
I just read a really great essay that takes Fermi's Paradox (the idea that if there are so many life-sustaining planets in our galaxy, where the hell are all the aliens?) to an entirely new level.
The author makes a very strong case for what an instantly-gratified, highly technological society (yup, like ours) leads to: Eventual Extinction. And he implies that this is in fact what has happened to all of our would-be galactic neighbours. The article actually applies very similar logic to Nick Bostrom's essay in Taking the Red Pill, a personal favourite of mine.
This is a really well written essay, and worth the read. Here's the full article.
Labels: rants
I just came across and completed an online survey to determine which scifi show your personality most matches up with (if any of the included scifi shows were real).
And through honest answering, it turns out I'd be most at home on Babyon 5. Which, given my choice, is where I would have ended up anyways. Babylon 5: Hands down, the best scifi show ever made. And not because the actor who played G'Kar recently died.
Hit the survey here.
Labels: scifi
Andreas Katsulas, the very talented and under-rated scifi actor, star of Babylon 5 (G'Kar), Star Trek (Tomalak) and a few movies, most notably The Fugitive, has died of lung cancer.
Fucking lung cancer.
This guy was the (watch for the in-joke) last, best reason that Babylon 5 was such a great series, and he will be missed.
I saw him speak at a convention once (yes it was a Trek convention; I've attended one in my life, more as a larf than anything else, and HOLY SHIT am I glad I'm not that far gone). Anyway, he was a good speaker, came off as a real personable guy, and didn't spend his whole time (or any of it) trying to peddle his latest project. He graciously acknowledged his fans and was self-deprecating in his answers to their questions.
It's a shame we'll never get to see him on either the big or small screens again.
Here's what his eulogy should say, taken from his own words as G'Kar:
I believe that when we leave a place a part of it goes with us and part of us remains. Go anywhere in these halls, when it is quiet and just listen. After a while you will hear the echoes of all of our conversations, every thought and word we've exchanged. Long after we are gone, our voices will linger in these walls for as long as this place remains. But I will admit that the part of me that is going will very much miss the part of you that is staying.
Labels: scifi
After watching this week's CommandN, I found out about another internet video archive, similar to Youtube.com called Video Bomb.
And that is where I found this fake trailer for The Shining, done up as a romantic comedy.
I don't know if it's because I just watched the Shining with Superwife a few weeks ago, or if it’s the Peter Gabriel song playing in the background, but this is one of the funniest things I've seen on the internet in a long time.
Here's the link.
Labels: funny
I've been a big fan of the Battlestar Galactica franchise ever since I was a little kid, cheesy aluminum robots and all. So it was with no small amount of apprehension that I awaited the re-imagined mini-series, and then series created by long time Star Trek alumnus Ron Moore.
The first season was pretty good, won a few awards, received acclaim by a lot of critics and fans. I watched every episode. But this year, the show seems to have gone to an entirely new level of television. Every episode is packed with drama, agonizing decisions, betrayal, and most of all character development!
As in, when the show starts, the story doesn't go from Point A to Point B (where something mildly interesting happens) and then through some miracle of technobabble, they all end up safe and unchanged at Point A again. Yes, that was a jab at Star Trek, (mostly at TNG) but we chide what we love.
I don't want to make too many references to other scifi in one post (and thereby expose myself as the true scifi geek that I am), but this show is a lot like
This show is just amazing this year. Adama's recovery and Boomer's subsequent assassination, Starbuck's capture and medical experimentation by the Cylons, the upcoming civil war spearheaded by Adama's own son.
I can't wait til next week. (Or if I really can't wait, I might have to hit the old bittorrent, as the series has already aired in the
A really good source for info on the show and interesting bits on what goes on behind the scenes is Ron Moore's blog, which can be found here.
Labels: scifi
Dear Trinity,
Sometimes it seems odd writing you a letter every month, considering how often I see you and how really hard it is to take a step back and examine how you've changed over the last four weeks each time.
Not that you aren't experiencing all kinds of changes all the time: You absolutely are.
Maybe it’s just that because I'm lucky enough to get to spend as much time as I do with you that it’s harder to notice all of the incremental changes.
So what are you doing now that you weren't doing a month ago?
Well, you've taken the whole backwards crawl thing to a whole other level, opting now to perform a sort of semi-circling crab walk in order to see what's going in your periphery. It’s really something to watch.
You have expanded your vocabulary ten-fold, adding some very novel strings of consonants and squeaks and whoops to your repertoire. And often, as you hold forth in that way that you do, I nod my head and encourage you and you keep right on babbling, as if we're having a completely 2 way conversation. I think though, that instead of me patronizing you, you really believe that it’s the other way around.
And you're probably right.
You are growing so fast it seems, though I really can only tell that one as you move through new clothes sizes (a lot of what you are wearing is already 12 months stuff), and when I look at pictures of you.
I accomplished what was likely the best gift-giving you can expect from me this past month: I found out about a USB Elmo doll that can be hooked up to a computer and be customized for your name, favourite things, etc. So now everyday, we hear you squealing with delight every time Elmo says your name in the middle of a song or a story. He's pretty seamless about it too. It’s maybe a little creepy, sort of like Bart's Krusty doll on that Halloween Simpson's episode. Don't worry; if you don't know what I'm talking about when you read this, we'll dig it up for you.
You are really developing an affinity for my somewhat unique sense of humour. As long as your Mom and I are laughing about something, you laugh along with us very easily. That’s likely to change right about the time you realize that I’m a goof, but in the meantime, we’re all having a blast.
You are eating real food now!
You’ve been eating first rice cereal and now oatmeal twice a day, with no problems at all. I can’t wait until we get to the good stuff: steak, ice cream, baby food jars of fruit.
You seem to have taken to your crib very well, although there seems to be a trend developing where you wake up in the middle of the night and need to be cuddled back to sleep in our bed. So now most nights I have a snoring Mommy and a smacking, hair pulling little buddy for company, but that’s just fine with me. I don’t know what I’d do in an empty bed anymore except be awfully lonely.
I hope you know how much you mean to me and you’re Mom. Talk to you in a month.
Love Daddy
Labels: trinity
I read about this in a post on Joystiq. I'm the last guy to make fun of someone to have a videogame inspired tattoo, having one myself, but this guy/gal is taking things to a whole new unhealthy extreme.
Though I suppose that's one way to get people to look at your ass.
Labels: gaming
Its a little less geeky using Blogger; any monkey could set one of these up. And at least the constant headaches of maintaining my MT install reminded me that I was doing something that not every user could. But it was those same headaches that made me decide to just shitcan the whole thing and move to a hands-free sort of platform.
Now I can concentrate more on using my time blogging for actually writing (or not writing, as it were) and less on administering a lousy product.
So over the next little while I'll be migrating the rest of my few hundred posts here. And at least now, I can actually claim annonymity. Not much chance of getting Dooced if no one knows who you are.
And maybe that same annonymity will allow me to express myself more, not that I do a lot of holding back as it is.
Hmmm, is this how Stern felt when he went over to satellite?
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