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Oh, yeah. I changed my blog. Somehow, the old template started adding "a" to words for no real reason. While I suppose it's cool to talk like an Italian from a spaghetti sauce commercial, I'd prefer-a to be-a clear.

Your mission is to go find The Annotated Mantooth out now from PlanetLAR publications. It's about a talking kung-fu using gorilla superspy who's good at smacking around bad guys and has written a book about unlocking The Shatner Within. It's clever, very very funny, and has about a billion text pieces from
people like Warren Ellis, Greg Rucka, and Joe Casey.

Why do people make a massive deal out of being pregnant? It's not like I don't like kids. I like them quite a lot. They're honest, fun, and can always surprise you. The end result of pregnancy is cool. The whole "I'm a special person because I'm pregnant" isn't. Here's the thing. I've got videos of people doing things that get you pregnant and, well, it's fun and all, but not unique. (Though, let me tell you, some of the stuff done to the women means that the kids aren't going to be right at all...)

In other words: big deal, you fucked. Get the little consumer in the market as quickly as possible without being a fussbudget and drama producer.

Six inches of snow on the ground. I had to go out into it and actually still think it's not horrible. Fascinated by this white stuff. In Georgia, a 1/4" meant that the airport was shutting down and WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE but in Massachusetts, it just gets the TV stations excited because their Storm Watch graphics can be used.

It's snowing at Christmas. Huh.

Why does everyone think writing television executives will save shows? Let's say you're a number-cruncher at Sci-Fi and you get an email from AerynSunRules@aol.com telling you to not cancel Farscape - is that going to make the budget problem disappear? I love Farscape, mind, but it's got to be costing Sci-Fi a pretty penny and they're not making the ad revenue. The solution is clear, at least to me - next time they advertise a car during Farscape, be it GM, Ford, Subaru, etc, go buy it. If they have a sudden spike of 40,000 people buying new Focuseseseses (Focii?) the night after Farscape, I betcha Ford'll pay more for advertising during the show, thus saving it. Or something.

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I got David Cross's Shut Up, You Fucking Baby and he's funny and stuff. But I ask you this - has anyone seen Cross and Moby in the same room?

I'm at the Diesel Cafe tonight, getting a cuppa joe when one of the guys there tells me a story.

Apparently, every Tuesday night, a polyamorous club meets up there. (I'd seen them before, not buying drinks and stuff but had no clue that they had clubs, the poly folk.) A schism has torn the group apart, though! They now sit at different tables! The reason for this is that there is a group of polyamorous-people-who-play-RPGs and then there's a group of polyamorous-people-who-do-not-play-RPGs and this is causing havoc. My personal theory is that this is really a very complex meta-game they are playing to get other people interested in their top secret polyamorous society. The big difference is that they're now sitting at separate tables.

I've also come up with an extremely nerdy way of telling your Hobbits in Lord Of The Rings apart. Sam and Frodo are easy enough, but remember - Pippin looks like Wedge. Think about it.

Courtney got me thinking about The Baronness. This link says it all. Oh my lordy, that woman has no idea about the palpitations I experience when I see an accented woman with glasses in leather and dark hair.

I've been watching old episodes of the GI Joe cartoon from the 80s. Why the hell did Scarlett always wear a complete outfit under her disguises? In one scene, she's a leggy scientist (called Dr. Atilla) in a labcoat and nothing revealed to be under its hemline. Once she's revealed, man oh man, she's got leggings and buckles and and and...

Dr. Atilla? The love interest of...Dr. Lucifer! I couldn't make this stuff up if I were Zeus and could make story ideas pop out of my forehead fully-formed and ready to go.

God, I love this stuff.

I just got back from The Two Towers and the movie got me thinking about why (despite the fact I'm a massive fan) George Lucas's (new) worlds never look quite real while Peter Jackson's do. Outside of the obvious (lots of real forests and mountains in that New Zealand, from what I hear), it's because he's willing to pay people to build beautiful, exacting little models that get smashed in new and horrible ways. I love that.

Well, shit. I haven't been working much lately, simply because I quit the "new" organization after the bosses had about two dozen freak-out moments in a week's time. I've now renamed this thing and may use this to post about what I'm reading / watching / listening to so you can learn how to be hip. I will most likely not talk much about my personal life. If you know me, you know what's going on.

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