This season keeps getting better – main cast members getting genetically transformed into frog/ape hybrids, eating grubs, fighting. The Vulcan babe in more spandex, funky languages, mating rituals …
I can’t decide if it’s a good thing or a bad thing, but it’s interesting at least.
Forgot to tape Jake 2.0. My bad…
I’m not making this up. Fortune actually did this for a lucky family in the DC area.
The now fully assembled geek team pulls up to the Burkes’ house at 9 a.m. Outside is a white FedEx semi—a huge hulking white semi—and a delivery man wheeling a Panasonic 42-inch plasma TV up to the doorstep. It gets added to the mountain of unopened electronics that takes up most of the Burkes’ front hallway. The stack looks, as Jenny says, “like Christmas.”
Lucky bastards.
They’ve been just around the corner for the last couple of years. I remember when bioelectric or some such other technology was going to allow this to happen. Wired has another article about “a process called electrowetting… to manipulate colored oils in the pixels on the page with such speed and accuracy as to be able to generate clear and accurate video displays.“
This falls in the ‘I know it’s coming, but I’m not holding my breath’ category along with sustainable fusion power reactors and hydrogen cars. Though of all the etherial tech that may be coming out, this is what I’m digging the most. Imagine a laptop with a foldable screen. Depending on where you are, you could unfold only as much screen as you need, and run the display by bluetooth or equivilent. Especially if the fabric could be touch sensative – this is the type of cool stuff that makes science fiction plausible.
Kazaa sues for copyright infringement
“The Recording Industry Association of America called Sharman’s “newfound admiration for the importance of copyright law’‘ ironic and “self-serving.’‘”
Just to share the mild excitement — I’m now a serious commercial photographer (unpaid, and uncredited)
The National Film Challenge is using one of my photos as the background image for its site. It’s one I took while working with a friend on a 48 hour film this year.
Tips from the pro:
Converting your photos to lo-res black and white and hiding them behind text makes them look a lot more serious than they are.
No matter how crappy your camera, concept, crew, and/or actors, having a real boom microphone will make you indistinguishable from even the most professional independent film production.
I’ve been getting some unusual instant messages recently. People I don’t recognize are chatting me up and adding me to their friends lists. The don’t appear to be bots though, and they don’t try to get me to click to Web sites. I’ve been denying and ignoring them, but I went a little further with this one today…
timpanzeri: hey you do know that i am tim and i work with you right?…just making sure b/c you denied me to your list
Kelly McCollum: oh yeah, you sit over by what’s her name… in accounts payable
timpanzeri: susans brother
Kelly McCollum: Susan who went to Brown?
timpanzeri: thompson
Kelly McCollum: with the limp?
timpanzeri: no susan thompson
Kelly McCollum: Susan who drives the old Volkswagen Thing?
timpanzeri: lol no who u went to walnut grove with
Kelly McCollum: hmm, I went to Cherokee Falls.
timpanzeri: hmm i hope i dont have u confused
timpanzeri: i have to go to lunch now
timpanzeri: but i work here
Kelly McCollum: Enjoy, you hitting Quiznos today?
timpanzeri: chick fil A
timpanzeri: be back soon
About the new OutKast double album?? I know I am. Might just go to Tower at lunch today to pick it up.
It’s official – The ‘Stros have imploded. I’ve been waiting with baited breath, keeping the silence that only a baseball fan can while the boys formerly in Orange clawed up to a 2+ game lead with a week to go in the NL Central, then have proceeded to flame out like a failed rocket.
Two positives, though:
1. Jimy Williams is at least letting his staff pitch to Barry Bonds. I’m still bitter at going to two of the three games vs. the Giants at the end of the 2001 season and seeing Larry Deirker walk Bonds 8 times, and pitch to him once. Bonds should have gotten the HR record in Houston, damnit.
2. Don’t have to endure ANOTHER playoff loss to Atlanta.
As a Houston fan, I don’t have the ability to gripe like Chicago or Boston fans, but the dread is there, nonetheless.