2009-06-16 13:01
digitaldiscipline
So, yeah, I've been relatively quiescent around here, since a lot of my verbiage has been going to one blog or another, and, due to the lingering vagaries with my connection to gmail (and, by extension, the embedded gtalk interface), certain of the more random things that flit across my cortex have ended up on twitter, or, more rarely, Facebook.
In short, between this, that, and the other, I either haven't had a hell of a lot else worth saying here, or it's been said somewhere else, and I'm only occasionally diligent enough to link it here (and, lacking a paid account, I can't set up an rss feed directly to this journal, or make an "etcet_feed" one, or whatever, not that I would want to obligate any of y'all to have to explicitly hunt down my bullshit).
Trivial Things I Have Learned This Morning: Buster Poindexter did a cover of "The House of the Rising Sun." I haven't tracked this down on MP3 (yet), so I don't know how it stacks up to The Animals' version.
"Once upon a time" = "Any time that predates 'Back in my day.'"
When confronted by the blanket challenge, "So, what are you going to do about it?" I've decided that I now have a stock response: That depends on what "it" is. By default, I defer to HST: "As your lawyer, I advise you to take a drink of what's in this flask."
This works in much the same way that Vincent Tully's response in Ghostbusters is applicable to most variations of, "Do you want ______?" "Yes, have some."
Had a really nice conversation with my folks last night, too, and then got something that more than superficially resembled a full night's sleep.
My first WoW alt hit 80 over the weekend. Yes, Warlocks are OP, since in a mix of greens and blues, in a non-optimized Destruction build, I solo'd a [5] player level 80 "Kill this huge motherfucker" quest, just me and my Doomberry.
Got a copy of DemiGod cheap on eBay, which, after some initial installation shenanigans (Uh, yeah, I don't ready Cyrillic by default, why do you install that way?) is loaded up and waiting for some use. I haven't played even a single mission, but I can already tell it's probably going to fit my mentality rather well, since there's an achievement (oh, how I loathe achievement systems) that is called "Do you smell bacon?" It involves setting a lot of your adversaries on fire, as far as I can tell. I'm okay with that.
I do not have any deep or meaningful thoughts on the stuff in Iran; my stance can be summed up fairly concisely in two points:
- Point the first, as someone whose largest identifiable ethnic chunk is Middle Eastern, I can vouch for the fact that there may, in fact, be a propensity towards stubborn hot-headedness.
- Point the second, I react with humor in the absence of more nuance or gravitas.
In short, between this, that, and the other, I either haven't had a hell of a lot else worth saying here, or it's been said somewhere else, and I'm only occasionally diligent enough to link it here (and, lacking a paid account, I can't set up an rss feed directly to this journal, or make an "etcet_feed" one, or whatever, not that I would want to obligate any of y'all to have to explicitly hunt down my bullshit).
Trivial Things I Have Learned This Morning: Buster Poindexter did a cover of "The House of the Rising Sun." I haven't tracked this down on MP3 (yet), so I don't know how it stacks up to The Animals' version.
"Once upon a time" = "Any time that predates 'Back in my day.'"
When confronted by the blanket challenge, "So, what are you going to do about it?" I've decided that I now have a stock response: That depends on what "it" is. By default, I defer to HST: "As your lawyer, I advise you to take a drink of what's in this flask."
This works in much the same way that Vincent Tully's response in Ghostbusters is applicable to most variations of, "Do you want ______?" "Yes, have some."
Had a really nice conversation with my folks last night, too, and then got something that more than superficially resembled a full night's sleep.
My first WoW alt hit 80 over the weekend. Yes, Warlocks are OP, since in a mix of greens and blues, in a non-optimized Destruction build, I solo'd a [5] player level 80 "Kill this huge motherfucker" quest, just me and my Doomberry.
Got a copy of DemiGod cheap on eBay, which, after some initial installation shenanigans (Uh, yeah, I don't ready Cyrillic by default, why do you install that way?) is loaded up and waiting for some use. I haven't played even a single mission, but I can already tell it's probably going to fit my mentality rather well, since there's an achievement (oh, how I loathe achievement systems) that is called "Do you smell bacon?" It involves setting a lot of your adversaries on fire, as far as I can tell. I'm okay with that.
I do not have any deep or meaningful thoughts on the stuff in Iran; my stance can be summed up fairly concisely in two points:
- Point the first, as someone whose largest identifiable ethnic chunk is Middle Eastern, I can vouch for the fact that there may, in fact, be a propensity towards stubborn hot-headedness.
- Point the second, I react with humor in the absence of more nuance or gravitas.
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Sounds like you have Italian in you.
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