Is this the real life? Or is this just sci-fi? Seriously, WHAT IS HAPPENING. Has anyone else noticed all the cool sci-fi stuff is coming out, like… right now? Did I miss the memo about sci-fi becoming super trendy and profitable? First, I saw an ad for this little darling on the old T-and-V: If you want the CliffsNotes: Crazyman Tom Cruise. God. In a sci-fi thing. Yep, sold, moving on.
Category: General
digita-what?
Hey! We’ve arrived! It’s the big five-two! If what I learned in school is correct, fifty-two posts at two posts per week is twenty-six weeks of blogging. And twenty-six weeks is six whole mo– Wait, no it’s not. My calculator says it’s six and a half months. But it’s six calender months, I think. I didn’t really check beforehand. I just assumed if there are 52 weeks in a year, there’d be 104 posts. So 52 would be half of a year and that’s… Alright — enough numbers. I’m celebrating digitaleidoscope‘s halfversary whether the math works out or not! (If
A Very Fallouty Easter
Hey folks! How was your Easter? I hope you all took the opportunity to let out your artsy and crafty sides. Even us “adults” get to exercise our creative side between finding creative places to hide the plastic, candy-filled eggs and coloring the white, egg-filled eggs. Easter + nieces and nephews — I don’t need any more excuse to get my art on. Of course, my art, even when flipped to the on position, is sadly lacking. This year, I arrived a bit late to the party and missed the egg hunt (ARGH), but at least I got the chance
A CyberDefender By Any Other Name…
StopSign… FinallyFast… DoubleMySpeed… I’m not sure whether I love these guys or hate them. On the one hand, they’re supposedly huge scams, which is not very awesome. On the other, they make ads like this one: I just love the two younger guys who clearly realize the gig is a joke and try to have as much fun with it as possible. And you know some graphic artist snuck as many goofs into the ad as he could get under the radar, just for a laugh. Windows XP on Macs? Throw it in! Slow internet connection results in bluescreen? Totes
The Writer 3: Wild Job Hunt
Anyone else out there currently job-hunting? At the moment, I’m stuck in a perpetual state of sortofemployment and I’d really like to be actuallyemployed, so I’m jumping on that ol’ horse again. I have to say, the job hunt is not my favorite thing. If I had to put it somewhere on my list, I’d probably rank it slightly above having my wisdom teeth out or that one time I got beat up in the first grade. And it’s probably as stressful as talking to girls. Which is pretty stressful — right, guys? …right? Anyway, since I have learned so
Everybody Loves Cat Pictures, Right?
Bit of a snowstorm today, I’m afraid. (I got what I wished for!) Also a bit of a power-outage. In lieu of something of substance, perhaps I can satisfy you with this cute picture of my cat?
Where’s My Cranial GPS Already?
I drove down to Boston yesterday. Not because I actually meant to, mind. I just ended up in Boston somehow. It’s a bit of a joke in my family how bad my sense of direction is. This is entirely justified fun-poking. It’s not unheard of that I’ve been heading for one destination only to end up driving thirty miles in the opposite direction. My mummy would probably blame this on videogames — which may actually have some truth to it this time. I think they’ve dulled what should be my natural ability to navigate 3D space. I can find my
A Quarter of Five
Today, someone asked me what time it was. It was 4:44. “Four forty-five,” I said. People seem more comfortable with chunks of five or fifteen when dealing with time, so I’ve gotten in the habit of rounding a little, even if I prefer being precise. “Is that like quarter of five?” he asked in reply. “Yeah, but less confusing.” Really — what’s with measuring time in quarters or halves? Is this a generational thing? I’ve honestly never heard a single person my age or younger drop a “quarter of” or a “half-past”, but I grew up with my parents using
Welcome to the Future
Hey, futurites! Would you look at that? We made it to 2013! You can tell 2013 is the future just by looking at the number. Doesn’t it look weird? Feels weird to say, too. And I don’t just mean the kind of weird where you’re not used to it being the next year, so you keep saying and writing the previous one by mistake. Is it just me? 2013. It looks sci-fi… like the sort of year you’d set your science fiction story if you wanted it to take place in the future but not the future future. You know?
On today’s episode of: How to Be Bad At Blogging!
So I’ve been really sick all week. I have a final paper to write, which I’ve put off until the last minute. I also have no posts set to queue up in case I don’t have time to write one. …I might be bad at this blogging business. I don’t really have anything to put up on here today, so let me just urge you to keep your eyes on Doomworld come Monday. It’s Doom’s 19th birthday, which means the 9th annual Cacowards. Should be good fun. Bring chips. And I promise I’ll get better at this blogging thing eventually.