Friday, September 7, 2012

FireF*CK!!!

Somehow Firefox, while updating, just blew away all my add-ons and went to a default factory state.

Re-installing all my add-ons is a pain in the arse.

Oh well. At least I didn't lose bookmarks and all that.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Mewling

I love that word. "Mewling".

Two and a half hours of my martial arts class last night.

I am not mewling right now. I am straight up whining.

I was all set to man-up and ride my bike to work today. The weather report made vague noises about the slim (10 to 20%) chance of rain/thundershowers.

I wimped out. Drove in.

For the best, really. My muscles hurt in a bunch of really interesting ways. Especially the legs.

Got an elbow hyper-extended a bit. Tender. But the knees and legs. They protest. Oh do they protest.

It's of interest to me (and slightly disturbing) that I'm enjoying this semester so much.



I remain unjustly-accused of placing a "Weeping Cherub" on my friend's doorstep. The mystery remains: who really performed such a devious act?

I am enjoying the unearned notoriety. I can't help but laugh whenever the topic arises. That said, I saw a photo of... it. Creeeeeeeeeeepy.

Don't blink. For the love of all that is holy, DO NOT BLINK!



I'm trying to hack my way through "Libriomancer" by Jim C. Hines. It got a solid review on either BoingBoing or io9, so I got it when I picked up "The Apocalypse Codex" by Charles Stross.

While I was engrossed in "The Apocalypse Codex" from the first page, I am finding myself having difficulty with "Libriomancer". It's a neat concept. A certain type of magic user can reach into books and pull stuff out to perform magic. It's got all sorts of clever refs to modern science fiction novels. The main character is a geek. Very clever.

It's not grabbing me.

Hines's narrative style is very good. The main character is likeable. I just can't get drawn into the story. It could be the overused trope of "vampires vs wizards" that Jim Butcher has already covered (and better, in my opinion). It could just be the forced-feeling matching between the main character and the badass Dryad character.

Or it could just not be my cup of tea. That would make sense, really. I'm more of a coffee drinker.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Witch... what?

Saw this on Topless Robot.


I gotta say, I'm kinda with the Topless Robot commentary. I honestly can't tell if this film will be awesome or an atrocity.

Or both. Could be both.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

State of the Badass Address

Someone did an article on which president would win if they were all in a giant knife fight.

I'm finding myself drawn to the conclusions. Not sure I think the Bushes would join forces, though.

Protestations of Innocence

I have a somewhat-unearned reputation as a bit of a prankster.

I'm not sure why. Sure I talk a good game of pranking folks, but I almost never stir myself from my lethargy to deliver on my grandiose plans.

Sloth is an important vice to me.

Over the three-day weekend, a fellow Whovian got pranked in an utterly-brilliant fashion: someone left a stone cherub on his doorstep.

What's the big deal you ask? Oh, I dunno... maybe he's just overreacting.

Regardless, I'm getting solid blame for this even though I was nowhere near his 'hood over the weekend. The height of the irony is that I was busy being a good little boy and checking in on an ailing-ish family member during the time this angel-placement occurred.

Or so best guesses go.

In terms of pranks, I wish I'd come up with this one. It's creepy and brilliant.

I must continue to protest my innocence in vain. *le sigh*

Mining the Salt

It was lovely to have a three-day weekend. Just lovely.

I took an Olympic Gold in slacking. That was simply delightful. Slept a ridiculous (indeed, almost appalling) amount of time. Loved it.

No terrible drama or news cropped up. Three days of solid bliss.

Wonder when/if that will happen again?

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Review: Asylum of the Daleks

I really should learn how to do that cut-away link thing so people have to take an extra step for spoilers.

In the meantime... um... spoilers. Lots of dots to follow.
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Still there?

Excellent. So yesterday was the premiere of Season Seven of the revived "Doctor Who". The episode title: "Asylum of the Daleks".

Let me preface this by saying that I feel the Daleks have been done to death and should have been retired as monster/villains a long time ago. "Victory of the Daleks" from the last season (or was it the one before?) was terrible.

Killer salt-shakers. Seen it. Been there. Done that.

They sort of peaked out as the adversaries of the Time Lords in the Time War. Once you've gone there, you can't really bring them back with any credibility. I mean, Time War. Two godlike super powers duking it out.

If there are Daleks left after that, they sort of win by default. Nobody can really stop them. I mean, the Doctor can step up and do his thing, but in the grand scheme of things, he can't possibly stop them and still be the violence-loathing Doctor we all know and love.

*breathe*

Okay, to the ep. So the Doctor, Amy, and Rory are recruited by the Daleks to "save them". There's something on a planet known as they legendary Asylum of the Daleks where they keep their worst of the worst crazy types.

Why don't the Daleks, homicidal killer blobs that they are, just blast these crazies? Oh that answer was a good one.

Anyway, there's someone trapped down on the Asylum. The Daleks are afraid of that someone for very vague reasons. They want to blow up the planet housing the Asylum, but it's protected by a force field. So instead, they "volunteer" the Doctor and his latest companions for the honor.

Cue the creepy. Turns out there's nanites in the air there that will transform an unprotected person into a Dalek puppet (which is a surprisingly well-executed concept and rather disturbing).

Good thing the Daleks gave the Doctor, Amy, and Rory those oh-so-easy-to-remove-and-lose bracelets that protect them from the nasty nanites.

So what's down there? A rather attractive, fast-talking, souffle-making genius lady trapped from a crashed ship.

No, I have no idea how a spaceship got through the planet's force field. Clearly humans build better spaceships than Daleks do. Try not to think about it too much.

Why isn't she affected by the nanites while the other survivors (or their corpses) have been turned into Dalek puppets? (Oh, zombie Dalek puppets? Pure win.) That's a great question and central to the episode.

There's a side plot involving marital difficulties betwixt Amy and Rory. It's hammy and overdone, but the actors have such chemistry that I found myself dredging up sympathy for their situation. Hating the Silence all that much more now.

All-in-all, I thoroughly enjoyed the episode. Moffatt made the Daleks a semi-cool foe again and the twists were very well-done. I liked the last bit, though it was also overdone. Enough with the big question already. We get it.

That last bit makes more sense after you've seen the ep.

I have more speculation I'd like to make, but it involves speculation further down the season and there's folks I know who don't want that kind of info polluting their mind, so I shall restrain myself.