Name a better science fiction movie. Double points if it's less than a decade old.
seriously.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
I Love Britney Spears' Womanizer Video
Such a perfect return to form. That last comeback album and all that business seems over. This video is tight.
Monday, October 6, 2008
I love the Batter Blaster
http://www.batterblaster.com/
now, in the history of bad ideas, i'd say whipped cream cans shooting out pancake batter is pretty high on the list. Maybe not bad ideas, but certainly grouped in with plastic orange squeezers and battery powered grill cleaners as things that are far more thoretically convenient than actually so.
To clarify, plastic orange squeezers and battery powered grill cleaners will break on you, probably within the first five minutes of use. I speak from experience.
Anyway, seriously, canned batter?
With propellant?
Well, I was wrong. The Batter Blaster makes a fine waffle. It doesn't taste like whatever Eggos are supposed to be. It bakes up into a damn good waffle and I'm worried now, because the result is so good and tasty it has me feeling like I don't need to work on my own waffle recipe anymore cos I can just buy endless cans of Batter Blaster.
Hopefully I'll have the discipline to strike the balance. This is the first time I feel like the food future promised in the 60s and on the Jetsons is real.
now, in the history of bad ideas, i'd say whipped cream cans shooting out pancake batter is pretty high on the list. Maybe not bad ideas, but certainly grouped in with plastic orange squeezers and battery powered grill cleaners as things that are far more thoretically convenient than actually so.
To clarify, plastic orange squeezers and battery powered grill cleaners will break on you, probably within the first five minutes of use. I speak from experience.
Anyway, seriously, canned batter?
With propellant?
Well, I was wrong. The Batter Blaster makes a fine waffle. It doesn't taste like whatever Eggos are supposed to be. It bakes up into a damn good waffle and I'm worried now, because the result is so good and tasty it has me feeling like I don't need to work on my own waffle recipe anymore cos I can just buy endless cans of Batter Blaster.
Hopefully I'll have the discipline to strike the balance. This is the first time I feel like the food future promised in the 60s and on the Jetsons is real.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
I Love Infinite Jest
Let me tell you how I found what is still my favorite book on this planet.
It was the fall of 1996 and I was reading the first of the Star Wars novels "Heir to the Empire" and about 100 pages in and at the near zenith of my Star Wars obsession it became clear that this book was never going to not suck.
Star Wars worked because there wasn't a lot of goofy sci-fi stuff going on. It does have some, but not until you're looking at names like Z'u-ooBaa'az PriGnnt over and over in print does it really dawn on one how terrible that stuff is.
a graph for you cos it made me decide to write this post:
http://xkcd.com/483/
What this horrible Star Wars book did was two fold: it saved me from going on another Dragonlance like slog through mediocre fiction, and it got me up to the College Hill Bookstore on Thayer Street.
I saw "Infinite Jest" there. I'd read a review of it in Newsweek a year before, but all I could remember from it was there were trash catapults chucking garbage into southern Canada and it was about some film people would rather die than cease watching. What I could tell in the store was that it was gigantic.
So I bought it. It's not an easy book to get right into, especially when you're not much of a reader, so I guess a third thing I'll have to credit Tomothy Zahn's desicration of Star Wars with is giving me the ability to stomach anything that wasn't "Heir to the Empire".
Looking back, I think the only reason I kept at it other than spite was cos I had no TV. I had nothing better to do with my time. I don't remember some moment when I was like "hey, this book is AWESOME" but it obviously happened at some point.
I will now explain my belief in some kind of higher power thusly:
When I was little I'd occasionally look for four leaf clovers. Any time I actively searched I was unsucessful, despite looking at thousands at a time. The one time I found one, I knew it was there before I even looked down.
It was the fall of 1996 and I was reading the first of the Star Wars novels "Heir to the Empire" and about 100 pages in and at the near zenith of my Star Wars obsession it became clear that this book was never going to not suck.
Star Wars worked because there wasn't a lot of goofy sci-fi stuff going on. It does have some, but not until you're looking at names like Z'u-ooBaa'az PriGnnt over and over in print does it really dawn on one how terrible that stuff is.
a graph for you cos it made me decide to write this post:
http://xkcd.com/483/
What this horrible Star Wars book did was two fold: it saved me from going on another Dragonlance like slog through mediocre fiction, and it got me up to the College Hill Bookstore on Thayer Street.
I saw "Infinite Jest" there. I'd read a review of it in Newsweek a year before, but all I could remember from it was there were trash catapults chucking garbage into southern Canada and it was about some film people would rather die than cease watching. What I could tell in the store was that it was gigantic.
So I bought it. It's not an easy book to get right into, especially when you're not much of a reader, so I guess a third thing I'll have to credit Tomothy Zahn's desicration of Star Wars with is giving me the ability to stomach anything that wasn't "Heir to the Empire".
Looking back, I think the only reason I kept at it other than spite was cos I had no TV. I had nothing better to do with my time. I don't remember some moment when I was like "hey, this book is AWESOME" but it obviously happened at some point.
I will now explain my belief in some kind of higher power thusly:
When I was little I'd occasionally look for four leaf clovers. Any time I actively searched I was unsucessful, despite looking at thousands at a time. The one time I found one, I knew it was there before I even looked down.
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