This is nearly a week old over on Gizmodo, but somehow I missed it when it was orginally posted. I want it, maybe not as a wedding cake: I would have to explain what it is to my entire family, excluding maybe my dad and brother. I’m not sure my grandma would really appreciate it for the glorious cake that it is.
Check out the whole gallery. Then maybe we could cozy up in this for the honeymoon.
It was raining today while I was driving and I love the reflection of the fall trees on a wet road. I thought this was really pretty; however, in hind sight, sitting right on the other side of a blind turn taking pictures may not have been a brilliant idea.
Forgive the quality of this and all the other photos on the site, they were all taken with my iPhone, and there is only so much Photoshop can do to remedy that.
| Tickets, for this show and Friday’s which I didn’t see |
$45 |
| Gas for 18 hours of driving | $85 |
| Paying Tolls on I-90 | $14 |
| Feeding both my 16 year old brother and myself |
$30 |
| Hotel room because my mother wouldn’t let me drive all night to come home |
$100 |
| Two Skull Crusher Mountain tShirts | $40 |
| An entire theater of geeks singing Still Alive | PRICELESS |
An amazing show, I hope JoCo does a show closer to home next time, but I would gladly drive another 18 hours to see him. Also, it was the first time I had heard Paul and Storm; hilarious, this song was amazing.
I have now purchased tickets to two of Jonathan Coulton’s shows this coming weekend. If I went to see him both times I think could end up being the best weekend ever, but, honestly, thats not so much an option as I’m pretty sure my boss would not be cool with me missing both Friday and Monday to see the same concert.
Why would one buy tickets to see the same show twice you might ask. Well that would be a brilliant question. High School bands are crazy. That’s it. I wasn’t really aware of this, being that I quit band before 9th grade, the trumpet just wasn’t my calling. But my brother’s still there, and he’s pretty much the only one willing to drive hours to see JC with me. So yeah, I bought tickets for Friday nights show before realizing that Friday night was a football game, and therefore mandatory for all bandies to attend. I of course put these tickets at will call to avoid shipping fees, so I’m pretty much out of luck on those. When I found out he couldn’t come Friday, and all three of my friends bailed on me, sad I know, I bought tickets for Sunday somewhere in Wisconsin, guess I should probably look up where. Whereever it is I know I have to drive 8 hours to get there, and It means I get to skip out on work on Monday, so overall, a win I’d say. I will definitely be posting about the show, come Monday or Tuesday, I cannot wait. You get that many geeks in one room and it is sure to be a good time.
I cannot claim to be a gamer. I am friends with gamers, but until recently haven’t gamed all that much myself, unless Pokemon when I was 12 counts (OK, not gonna lie, I played more than a few hours of Pokemon earlier this year when I found the GBA emulator for the iPhone). Anyways, my opinion on video games means very very little, mostly cause I don’t have all that much to compare my experience to. I’m working on that, but as I have all of no money and a MacBook Pro running Windows that overheats with the simplest of tasks. I can neither afford or run new games so I am mostly suck playing my brothers hand me downs.
With that in mind, I started playing Brutal Legend Saturday night. I was at my parents house and my brother had just bought a PS3 and the game. I only got about 2 or 3 hours in before deciding I would need at least 3 hours of sleep before waking up at 6:30. The game was hilarious. I don’t think any other game has made me want to watch the cut scenes quite as much. The voice acting was great, proving once and for all that you can’t go wrong with Jack Black. Game play was fun and cleverly integrated with the storyline. I have to say, I enjoy having an army of minions to do my bidding, and as I understand it the army only gets bigger. I was completely terrible at driving the car, I am pretty sure that was due totally to my lack of hand eye coordination and and the fact that I cant remember the last game I played with a PlayStation controller.
I can assure you that the next time I am at home I will be fighting my brother for control of the PS3, and hopefully I will be able to actually play through this game, albeit in short spurts, probably over the course of the next 6 months.
This is the only empty office on my floor, coincidence? I think not.
I am very easily amused, especially when It comes to finding 404’s in my everyday life, for some reason it always makes me smile. I have been walking by this office everyday for the past 5 weeks and I still enjoy it. A new company moved in; I was worried they would ruin my only source of amusement in an otherwise bleak walk from elevator to office, but we are safe, they are moving into 405. Shwew.
by: Isaac Asimov
I went on a short story kick in New York; my 40 minute subway ride was perfect for reading a short story but never really gave me enough time to get into a novel. I, Robot is one of those books that I was loosing geek cred having not read it and I have to say, I don't know why I didn't read this earlier.
I loved that the short stories followed the same characters through different experiences and challenges that they face. It took a story about robots and made it about humanity. My favorite stories were probably "Catch that Rabbit" and "Liar." The first was about a little girl who was attached to her nanny robot and how her father thought it was inappropriate. It is something I have wanted to explore in my own writing, what are the consequences when technology replaces a human being in an emotional capacity, even when it preforms its tasks perfectly. The other is about a robot that reads minds, I have a thing with mind reading, I'm not entirely sure why, but I'm writing a story about it now and am very intrigued by the idea.
Overall, If you are a sci-fi fan like me who hasn't picked this up, go do it. Now.