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[ 1 Comment ]Posted on November 11, 2008 by admin in Editorial & Opinion
Tuesday, November 11th, 2008I hate computer games, but they’re great fluff content…
I don’t really enjoy computer games; they somehow only aggravate my ongoing sense of futility. Which might explain why the few that I am drawn to seem to have a high futility quotient. Like The Game, for instance. Perhaps more social commentary than game, you have to get used to the idea that sometimes diving into the abyss is the only answer. If you get past the “Global Warming” level, let me know. QWOP takes futility to a new level. You only control the calves and thighs of an Olympic runner, and have to run the hundred-meter. I found the most reward from creating Check Berry-like splits moves by just hitting the “W” key. And in a feeble metaphor for the workweek, try Run. An endless run to nowhere, the only real objective being to avoid the holes that lie in your path.
Believe In The Impossible
[ Comments Off ]Posted on November 9, 2008 by admin in Editorial & Opinion
Sunday, November 9th, 2008In an infinite universe, blah blah blah
Far-Gone Conclusions In A Doggy-Dog World
[ 5 Comments ]Posted on November 8, 2008 by admin in Editorial & Opinion
Saturday, November 8th, 2008Though for all intensive purposes I’m not gamefully employed, I remain internally grateful
Some people use language like a bowl in a china shop. Although my spear of influence is small, this is something I’d like to nip in the butt. So girdle your loins, because without further adieu, and no holes barred, I’m sharing my two sense worth, a treasure cove of eggcorns. Although many of the “eggcorns” on the list seem like mere malapropisms, see this wicked pedia entry for more on why they’re not. I sometimes fall, pray (ha) to spending more time talking about language than actually using it purposefully. I routinely have to defend the word “Dissociated”, for instance; for some reason, college-educated people consistently think that there’s no such word, and chastise me for corrupting “dis-associated”. I’m also on a mission to clarify what Americans mean when they say “empathy” vs. “sympathy“. The more educated you are, the more likely you are to get it backwards! Although I spend a little too much time on this, at least I don’t sit around reading dictionaries. But I’m glad that fellow did, because that piece led me to this piece: 50 of Your Favourite Words, which led me to an un-freaking-believable word. Tmesis. Now I just need to find a word that describes phrases like post-traumatic cheesesteak syndrome.
Can I Have My Spider Back?
[ Comments Off ]Posted on November 7, 2008 by admin in Editorial & Opinion
Friday, November 7th, 2008I do not have any money so am sending you this drawing I did of a spider instead
I haven’t found something this funny since the Bob & Tom radio show pranked a telemarketer by making him think he had called a murder scene. 27bslash6.com had an hilarious e-mail thread posted yesterday (if the site’s down here’s a screen grab or a text copy) that begins with “Dear David: Our records indicate that your account is overdue by the amount of $233.95. If you have already made this payment please contact us within the next 7 days to confirm payment has been applied to your account and is no longer outstanding”. To which David replies: “Dear Jane, I do not have any money so am sending you this drawing I did of a spider instead. I value the drawing at $233.95 so trust that this settles the matter. Regards, David”. It only gets funnier as it progresses.
The Longest 24 Hours Of My Life
[ Comments Off ]Posted on November 3, 2008 by admin in Editorial & Opinion
Monday, November 3rd, 2008I feel like the kid who’s been smacked too many times by his mean dad to believe that he’s finally getting a piece of candy just for being good. Is this really happening? Is an intelligent, sohisticated, compassionate, BLACK man actually going to be elected president tomorrow? I keep drinking coffee and pinching myself. Maybe [...]
I feel like the kid who’s been smacked too many times by his mean dad to believe that he’s finally getting a piece of candy just for being good. Is this really happening? Is an intelligent, sohisticated, compassionate, BLACK man actually going to be elected president tomorrow? I keep drinking coffee and pinching myself. Maybe I slipped into a coma induced by the eighth year of the surreality of the Bush administration…but no, I keep looking, and rubbing my eyes, and it’s still there. Why are so many of us still worried the candy’s going to be snatched back from us? Why do I feel like tomorrow is going to be the longest 24 hours of my life?