Supergirl is also a dick
Emily C introduced me to this amazing series. It's called Les Concerts a Emporter and it's bands doing acoustic sets in public.
This one is my favourite:
Here is REM doing a bunch: http://www.blogotheque.net/R-E-M
Update:
This one is intense. Who plays a magazine for percussion?
Guys I think I want to be in a band again.
This one is my favourite:
Here is REM doing a bunch: http://www.blogotheque.net/R-E-M
Update:
This one is intense. Who plays a magazine for percussion?
Guys I think I want to be in a band again.
This has been done before but back then I didn't have a free hour and photoshop.
So when Gilyan brought it back up again...
Go to Wikipedia.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Ra ndom
The first random Wikipedia article title that you get is the name of your band. Make it the first random wiki article that isn't someone's name.
Go to Random quotations:
http://www.quotationspage.com/random.ph p3
The last four words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.
Go to flickr and click on "explore the last seven days":
http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesti ng/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
( There are bands behind here )
So when Gilyan brought it back up again...
Go to Wikipedia.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Ra
The first random Wikipedia article title that you get is the name of your band. Make it the first random wiki article that isn't someone's name.
Go to Random quotations:
http://www.quotationspage.com/random.ph
The last four words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.
Go to flickr and click on "explore the last seven days":
http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesti
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
( There are bands behind here )
Jon and Morgan told me about this and the Peter found it on the Internet.
I've watched it approximately ALL the times.
Plus, big hi to SNL: putting your skits online for everyone to watch and sticking an ad in front is CORRECT and much smarter than making your fans criminals. Good work.
I've watched it approximately ALL the times.
Plus, big hi to SNL: putting your skits online for everyone to watch and sticking an ad in front is CORRECT and much smarter than making your fans criminals. Good work.
I GOT KOTAKU'D.
Freed from the constraints of an office job, an engagement and an apartment - bolstered by no longer needing to make sure that my finances can handle a wedding, ESL teacher training and a trip to China - I find myself free to do whatever I want.
I have A Plan.
In the wake of the break up, a lot of friends and family have been offering me places to stay and I would like to now take all of you up on the offer. I would like to spend the next several months travelling the continent and visiting my friends and family. I can work from anywhere that I can find an Internet connection.
Maggie and I have the apartment until the end of August. Between now and then, I want to either sell or lend out everything that I own. My goal is to end up with nothing more than my backpack and a suitcase worth of clothes, laptop and whatever. I also want to do a few short trips.
Sometime towards the end of August, the big trip will start. I'll be looking to coordinate plans with everyone, possibly buying a rail pass. My sort of working idea is to make my way West as the weather gets colder but that's all up in the air.
I would like to visit: Halifax, Montreal, DC, New York, Newfoundland, Ottawa, Toronto, Vancouver and Seattle. And anywhere else people suggest.
I'm a pretty OK houseguest? I can cook and clean for you, help out with expenses and stuff. All I need is a place to sleep, as I can find cafes with Internet just about everywhere.
Here's my tentative agenda:
End of June: Visit Montreal and maybe Ottawa?
Early July: Pack and sell stuff.
Late July / Early August: Vancouver and Seattle.
August 15th: Radiohead concert in Toronto
Rest of August: Pack and sell rest of stuff.
Late August / Early Sept: Go! Perhaps starting out East.
I'd love to see you! Drop me a line and let me know how your fall is shaping up.
Also, do you want any of my stuff? It's available (except for the Wii - that's Katherine's)!
I have A Plan.
In the wake of the break up, a lot of friends and family have been offering me places to stay and I would like to now take all of you up on the offer. I would like to spend the next several months travelling the continent and visiting my friends and family. I can work from anywhere that I can find an Internet connection.
Maggie and I have the apartment until the end of August. Between now and then, I want to either sell or lend out everything that I own. My goal is to end up with nothing more than my backpack and a suitcase worth of clothes, laptop and whatever. I also want to do a few short trips.
Sometime towards the end of August, the big trip will start. I'll be looking to coordinate plans with everyone, possibly buying a rail pass. My sort of working idea is to make my way West as the weather gets colder but that's all up in the air.
I would like to visit: Halifax, Montreal, DC, New York, Newfoundland, Ottawa, Toronto, Vancouver and Seattle. And anywhere else people suggest.
I'm a pretty OK houseguest? I can cook and clean for you, help out with expenses and stuff. All I need is a place to sleep, as I can find cafes with Internet just about everywhere.
Here's my tentative agenda:
End of June: Visit Montreal and maybe Ottawa?
Early July: Pack and sell stuff.
Late July / Early August: Vancouver and Seattle.
August 15th: Radiohead concert in Toronto
Rest of August: Pack and sell rest of stuff.
Late August / Early Sept: Go! Perhaps starting out East.
I'd love to see you! Drop me a line and let me know how your fall is shaping up.
Also, do you want any of my stuff? It's available (except for the Wii - that's Katherine's)!
There must have been a moment at the beginning, where we could have said no.
But somehow we missed it. Well, we'll know better next time.
-Rosencratz and Guildenstern are Dead.
But somehow we missed it. Well, we'll know better next time.
-Rosencratz and Guildenstern are Dead.
Dear Achewood,
You needed to pick this fucking week for a marriage story arc?
You needed to pick this fucking week for a marriage story arc?
Hello Internet,
How've you been? I've been in Montreal, taking that vacation that I've been meaning to take for 4 years. Patrick let me stay at his place for far longer than is reasonable and I won't lie to you, I've been enjoying a life where my only possessions are a laptop and some clothes and the wireless is everywhere and free.
I've decided to make a serious go at writing about videogames in a way that I find interesting. I updated the look and domain name of my blog and started posting 3 times a week. Maybe you've checked it out? http://www.quietbabylon.com/ Big thanks Jacob for helping me fool around with the layout and to Helvetica for being Helvetica.
I'm finally making real progress on learning to program. It's all thanks to Jon who sent me the skeleton of a game in Java and helped me set up an environment and has been far more generous with his time and help than is reasonable. Everyone says that you should start small on learning to program games. I say fuck that, I'm working on one of my more ambitious ideas that I've had percolating for awhile. I'm still working my way up but it will be through a series of increasingly complex prototypes of a game I'm excited about instead of, you know, implementing Tic Tac Toe, and then Checkers.
I saw Alex which was Important. I saw Alice, Dave and Callum. I saw Jonah, Mike and Greg. I met some Pleiades people and some punkish people and some nerdish people. I ate at Scwartz's and Al Taïb, and bought groceries at the store where I used to buy groceries after riding the bus I used to ride almost every day. I helped cater a surprise vegan birthday party for a girl who's birthday it wasn't. I played mainstream board games and indie video games. I learned how to crack WiFi and install home brew Wii software. I talked about entrepreneurship and hustling for money. I spent a day in bed wishing for death and watching Internet-only 'documentaries' about the conspiracies that plague our world. I explained to countless people why Toronto is a much better city than they think.
I'm ready to come home. I miss my fiancée and my friends. But bus tickets are cheap, the couches I can crash are plentiful and the wireless is everywhere and free. So I think I'll be back sooner rather than later.
How've you been? I've been in Montreal, taking that vacation that I've been meaning to take for 4 years. Patrick let me stay at his place for far longer than is reasonable and I won't lie to you, I've been enjoying a life where my only possessions are a laptop and some clothes and the wireless is everywhere and free.
I've decided to make a serious go at writing about videogames in a way that I find interesting. I updated the look and domain name of my blog and started posting 3 times a week. Maybe you've checked it out? http://www.quietbabylon.com/ Big thanks Jacob for helping me fool around with the layout and to Helvetica for being Helvetica.
I'm finally making real progress on learning to program. It's all thanks to Jon who sent me the skeleton of a game in Java and helped me set up an environment and has been far more generous with his time and help than is reasonable. Everyone says that you should start small on learning to program games. I say fuck that, I'm working on one of my more ambitious ideas that I've had percolating for awhile. I'm still working my way up but it will be through a series of increasingly complex prototypes of a game I'm excited about instead of, you know, implementing Tic Tac Toe, and then Checkers.
I saw Alex which was Important. I saw Alice, Dave and Callum. I saw Jonah, Mike and Greg. I met some Pleiades people and some punkish people and some nerdish people. I ate at Scwartz's and Al Taïb, and bought groceries at the store where I used to buy groceries after riding the bus I used to ride almost every day. I helped cater a surprise vegan birthday party for a girl who's birthday it wasn't. I played mainstream board games and indie video games. I learned how to crack WiFi and install home brew Wii software. I talked about entrepreneurship and hustling for money. I spent a day in bed wishing for death and watching Internet-only 'documentaries' about the conspiracies that plague our world. I explained to countless people why Toronto is a much better city than they think.
I'm ready to come home. I miss my fiancée and my friends. But bus tickets are cheap, the couches I can crash are plentiful and the wireless is everywhere and free. So I think I'll be back sooner rather than later.
Hi Alice and the rest of you! I made a lj feed of the blog, so that you can add it to your friends list! And then I don't need to post about it manually. Everyone is happy?
http://syndicated.livejournal.com/quiet babylon/
http://syndicated.livejournal.com/quiet
Indiana Jones official desktop icons. Unlike most movie tie in type icons, these are actually stylish and cool.
http://iconfactory.com/indianajones/
http://iconfactory.com/indianajones/
Wow.
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/stor y.php?storyId=90247842
Because Ehrensaft sees transgenderism as akin to homosexuality, she says, she thinks Zucker's therapy — which seeks to condition children out of a transgender identity — is unethical.
But that isn't how Zucker sees it. Zucker says the homosexuality metaphor is wrong. He proposes another metaphor: racial identity disorder.
"Suppose you were a clinician and a 4-year-old black kid came into your office and said he wanted to be white. Would you go with that? ... I don't think we would," Zucker says.
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/stor
Because Ehrensaft sees transgenderism as akin to homosexuality, she says, she thinks Zucker's therapy — which seeks to condition children out of a transgender identity — is unethical.
But that isn't how Zucker sees it. Zucker says the homosexuality metaphor is wrong. He proposes another metaphor: racial identity disorder.
"Suppose you were a clinician and a 4-year-old black kid came into your office and said he wanted to be white. Would you go with that? ... I don't think we would," Zucker says.
In which I go on at some length about whether or not GTA:IV is misogynist.
http://www.toothdemon.net/doingitwr ong/2008/05/01/killing-hookers-gtaiv/
http://www.toothdemon.net/doingitwr
Watch this video:
It start out boring, but then you get to the bit where the guy kicks it and it's all OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL. Later, it goes on the ice.
Trust me.
It start out boring, but then you get to the bit where the guy kicks it and it's all OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL. Later, it goes on the ice.
Trust me.
Does anyone want to come rock climbing at the Rock Oassis at 11:00am on Friday? Lemme know!
Maggie and I stumble upon the earth day rally today. It was depressing. After being asked to sign a petition by an activist who knew less than I did about the state of Kyoto (she claimed that Canada wasn't even a signatory yet) I listened to the speeches.
They were a weird mishmash of political views, many of them conflating random other left-wing positions with climate change. One guy led us in a chant of "jobs not bombs" (what?). Another one ran a long impassioned plea that we must dismantle capitalism utterly before we can save the environment. "Capitalism and environmentalism are incompatible," he claimed.
Activist culture is so frustrating. I mean their hearts are generally in the right place (most activists and anti bad things and pro good things) and they're out giving more time to the cause than I am, but so much of the energy is so counter-productive.
"It'll be interesting to see what's done in the year ahead with all this momentum from today."
What momentum?
By coincidence, here is an article published today that expresses better than I can the malaise I feel about a lot of activist culture.
"First, even though the activists who attend the conference each year represent a distinct minority of the American left, their visibility is disproportionately high. And because this wing of the left specializes in shrill ideological pronouncements, it has served to limit the overall appeal of the American left with its most important audience—the American public.
"Secondly, the “explain it all” ideology that is so characteristic of the far left (everywhere, not only in the United States) siphons off a significant portion of the overall pool of potential activists. Unfortunately, instead of becoming involved in relevant political work, all too many of these activists wind up wasting their time on the abstractions of stale “ideological struggle.” Or worse, Nader-style Third Partyism."
They were a weird mishmash of political views, many of them conflating random other left-wing positions with climate change. One guy led us in a chant of "jobs not bombs" (what?). Another one ran a long impassioned plea that we must dismantle capitalism utterly before we can save the environment. "Capitalism and environmentalism are incompatible," he claimed.
Activist culture is so frustrating. I mean their hearts are generally in the right place (most activists and anti bad things and pro good things) and they're out giving more time to the cause than I am, but so much of the energy is so counter-productive.
"It'll be interesting to see what's done in the year ahead with all this momentum from today."
What momentum?
By coincidence, here is an article published today that expresses better than I can the malaise I feel about a lot of activist culture.
"First, even though the activists who attend the conference each year represent a distinct minority of the American left, their visibility is disproportionately high. And because this wing of the left specializes in shrill ideological pronouncements, it has served to limit the overall appeal of the American left with its most important audience—the American public.
"Secondly, the “explain it all” ideology that is so characteristic of the far left (everywhere, not only in the United States) siphons off a significant portion of the overall pool of potential activists. Unfortunately, instead of becoming involved in relevant political work, all too many of these activists wind up wasting their time on the abstractions of stale “ideological struggle.” Or worse, Nader-style Third Partyism."
Hey guys,
I forget what we learned in Grade 1. Anyone wanna lay a quick summary on me beyond what Wikipedia says?
Wikipedia says basic Math, (counting) basic reading and alphabet. What else would Grade 1 kids need to learn? Names of countries? Other vocabulary?
Also anyone know what they teach grade 1 kids in gym?
I forget what we learned in Grade 1. Anyone wanna lay a quick summary on me beyond what Wikipedia says?
Wikipedia says basic Math, (counting) basic reading and alphabet. What else would Grade 1 kids need to learn? Names of countries? Other vocabulary?
Also anyone know what they teach grade 1 kids in gym?
Man, I am such a sucker for the feature article "story interspersed with details about something you might not otherwise be interested in" trope.
Here's the New Yorker doing it well.
Smart elevators are strange elevators, because there is no control panel in the car; the elevator knows where you are going. People tend to find it unnerving to ride in an elevator with no buttons; they feel as if they had been kidnapped by a Bond villain. Helplessness may exacerbate claustrophobia. In the old system—board elevator, press button—you have an illusion of control; elevator manufacturers have sought to trick the passengers into thinking they’re driving the conveyance. In most elevators, at least in any built or installed since the early nineties, the door-close button doesn’t work. It is there mainly to make you think it works. (It does work if, say, a fireman needs to take control. But you need a key, and a fire, to do that.) Once you know this, it can be illuminating to watch people compulsively press the door-close button. That the door eventually closes reinforces their belief in the button’s power. It’s a little like prayer. Elevator design is rooted in deception—to disguise not only the bare fact of the box hanging by ropes but also the tethering of tenants to a system over which they have no command.
Here's the New Yorker doing it well.
Smart elevators are strange elevators, because there is no control panel in the car; the elevator knows where you are going. People tend to find it unnerving to ride in an elevator with no buttons; they feel as if they had been kidnapped by a Bond villain. Helplessness may exacerbate claustrophobia. In the old system—board elevator, press button—you have an illusion of control; elevator manufacturers have sought to trick the passengers into thinking they’re driving the conveyance. In most elevators, at least in any built or installed since the early nineties, the door-close button doesn’t work. It is there mainly to make you think it works. (It does work if, say, a fireman needs to take control. But you need a key, and a fire, to do that.) Once you know this, it can be illuminating to watch people compulsively press the door-close button. That the door eventually closes reinforces their belief in the button’s power. It’s a little like prayer. Elevator design is rooted in deception—to disguise not only the bare fact of the box hanging by ropes but also the tethering of tenants to a system over which they have no command.
