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Archive for January 24th, 2011

A Rush of Hormones…

… that could rival that of a pregnant woman’s…

… happens when I think of…

… the next installment of Deus Ex…

Deus Ex: Human Revolution

The first game ROCKED, way back in 2000.

The second game SUCKED, since the beginning of time to the end, alpha and omega.

This one makes me as gooey inside as Duke Nukem.  Speaking of…

Let’s look at that, shall we?  A h/t to Armed Geek over at Hookers and Booze.  I doubted him, and I’m playing it reserved, against any crushing of my hope and spirit once again – I’ve pined for the new Duke Nukem, ever since the first one.  But dammit, I’m going to go out on a limb here.   I sure hope this isn’t a horrible terrible tease of a joke.  I’ve been here before, and so have you if you’ve waited for another installment.  Twelve LONG YEARS.

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Update:  If I didn’t already say it, “Office Assassin” will no longer be referred to by that name.  She is now “Savior of Kittens“.

 

 

 

 

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Woke up feeling pretty not-right this morning.   Day two or three of this, and I think I must’ve pinched something in the neck.  So I figured I’d go back to sleep to see if that might help relax things.  The plan was to do that and then do my work from home today.

I only just now got up.  I had finally gotten back to sleep but it was weird dreams.

I dreamt Peter Sellers and I were holed up in dilapidated motel trying to hide from post-apocalyptic gangs and militias, when suddenly Chuck E. Cheese shows up outside.  Sellers went running out there and was screaming that he wanted a picture with Chuck E. Cheese.  So I ran out there, was getting situated while scanning the area for raiders and militias, and then it got amazingly weird.   I raised my Nikon to take the shot… but the weird part is that I have a Canon.

Dreams are strange.  What in hell would make a brain substitute a different make of camera?

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Islamists?  Really?  My first thought was “those damn Swedes are up to no good again!”

Suici… Homicide Bomber Hits Biggest Russian Airport.

Thing about wacked-out crazies is they leave behind so much more collateral damage than just the victims.  The families and friends are walking wounded, too.

If he had 15lbs of TNT, lets just be thankful he didn’t have 15lbs of RDX or PETN… or 30lbs of the stuff.  I suppose this is the whole point, but these terrorists are scary.

I wish we’d start getting more serious about stopping the terrorists rather than stopping little old ladies and groping them.  (Thanks again, TSA for not really making a difference!)

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h/t to mrmacs for this link to an FEL the Navy is working on.  Say whatever you will about the Navy (I have many great things to say about them, myself) but they sure do have some of the best funding around for new technology.

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Now… why am I having such a hard time believing this?

Pot meets pop: Local entrepreneur plans to market line of smartly branded medical-marijuana soft drink

“I don’t do drugs,” said the Soquel-based commercial artist. “Never have. I never drank, never smoked. I’m a clean-living guy. I’ve had two beers in my whole life, and I remember them both too. No marijuana, I’ve never smoked a cigarette. I take an aspirin when I get a headache. That’s it.”

Hmmm.  Perhaps it really is true that you can’t judge a book by it’s cover.  Well, you go ahead and judge.

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Steampunk Sarah Palin.

I did all right with that concept until they mentioned pages and pages of pin-ups of Sarah Palin, at which point I got queasy and had to run for the Pepto-Bismol ™.

I like Sarah Palin, but I don’t want her for POTUS, and my brain-jury is still out to lunch on whether I like the idea of her in Steampunk.

h/t to The Dude for pointing this one out.

… by the way, eggnog and Red Bull mixed together tastes like ass.  Two things I love, blending together to make something that I had to strain to finish.  (I’m NOT wasting Red Bull, dammit)

No, I did not successfully quit R/B yet.

Yet.

 

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