Escape into a world of imagination [.wmv, 3.5 MB], with Chris from Family Guy.

That last two seconds could easily be an excerpt from my life.

BB can find some links, lemme tell ya.

Suicide Grasshoppers Brainwashed by Parasite Worms. Flee!

Jed Wards sent me this. And I curse the day. They are the fathers of Gospel Mime. You must click everything on this site, particularly the trailer on the merch page. It doesn’t necessarily load properly, but then, His will is ineffable.

“They will electrify, elevate and inspire you with quick reflexes…”

K&K Mime Ministries INTRO

And since you can’t get into the site proper from the flash file, I give you this, also: K&K Mime Ministries: learn more, if you dare.

And because nothing happens on the web without MeFi’s mandatory snarking, you should read all the funnies over there.

I’ve recently discovered, through my friend Andy, a couple of “comics” that I would rate among the greatest books in our modern literature. These are not only great stories, but easily contain enough material to fill a masters thesis, if you ask me.

Although the books seem to be looped in with the Sin City series, and while I am impressed with Frank Miller’s ability to create a tale, these two books extend beyond the gritty serial into the deeply affecting. The author is Alan Moore and combined with some stellar artists, he’s created works of which I am simultaneously awestruck and jealous.

Watchmen was the graphic novel Andy suggested and which really got me excited about the author. Right now I’m reading V for Vendetta which is soon to be a film starring Hugo Weaving, John Hurt and Natalie Portman. While I don’t doubt the acting and directing power behind the film, there’s simply no way even a three-hour movie will touch on the subtleties in these books, so I recommend reading V before the film is released.

Sorry for those of you who had to set your cookie to get in lately. I’m playing CYA with the number of high school students who might get here accidentally while trying to find the info for the fencing program. You’d think they’d teach subdomains and directories in high school, but I guess not. If you have issues, just comment and I’ll see what I can do to help you out.

More likely that you simply won’t come in anymore, but hey! at least I tried.

I had not had a genuine giggle spree in some time. Happily, I cannot make that claim again for a few days.

Matthew in Beirut: Backstroke of the West

Update: CG says this is OFN. Ach, weel.

Second Update: the link appears to have died, so I’ve republished it here. If anyone out there has objections or attribution, just email me at buddha [at] steelbuddha [dot] net.

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I updated the site for the fencing program that I direct at my high school alma mater. It still may be a little buggy, as it’s my first completed PHP/MySQL project that I coded from scratch. Also, a script resizes your window, which I normally would never do.

Still, feedback much appreciated, particularly in the browser discrepancy area.

Found at the infamously informed Headless Hollow, this robot movie at once titillates and terrifies me. Not surprisingly, the word Daneel appears in the URL.

Robot gets up

Project Management: a profession centered around appeasing clients through overpromising, then sitting back and occasionally asking the team the vague question, “How are we doing?” through various communication channels.

I swear I’d get in on that if I didn’t have to wear a tie and be in on time. The punctual fashion-conscious ones among us are compensated out of proportion to those whose shoulders bear the brunt of the yoke, with their heads on the block and their noses to the grindstone.

I have never been one for knowing the numbers on weather. I don’t care what the temperature or heat index are, I only need to know that I am hot and need water. But I have found a need for a thermometer finally. I’m going to put it in my alien-looking cubicle and force people to look at it. Particularly people who have the nerve to say it is cold in our office and proceed to turn off/down the climate control.

I am going to shove their heads under my sweating pits as I drag them in headlock into my office space and show them the temperature. Yes, I’m a big hairy guy and I like it cold, but I don’t subject other people to my extremes. I would wager it is approaching eighty degrees in my chair right now, and while that might be a pleasant working temperature for a roofer in the Philippines, that kind of warmth is simply no fun for coding.