Monthly Archives: September 2007

The three most frustrating words in the TV world…

…are to be con­tin­ued. Watch­ing an episode of Bat­tlestar Galac­tica, my one TV addic­tion, and all the play­ers are in place: The Cylons have arrived, the humans are on the ground, about to be over­run by the enemy, and in orbit, Galac­tica has six nuclear weapons aimed down at the planet. And the screen goes

Thin Air

…is the name of the Win­nipeg Writ­ers Fes­ti­val, and this year one of the speak­ers is William Gib­son. I fully intend to be there for at least one of his events.

13 books I have abandoned

I love to read. But some­times, I start a book, and it sim­ply does not cap­ti­vate me. If it’s still a slog by page 100 or so, I’m done with it. The Lord of the Rings—I know it’s the defin­i­tive heroic fan­tasy tril­ogy, the one that every­one in the Uni­verse cribs from, but some­where around the

A blast from the past

Man, I haven’t heard this song in years. It’s called “Don’t Call Me Dude”, and it’s by the now-defunct Scatterbrain.

Bone

If you haven’t read Bone yet, you really should. I won’t say any more*, because I should be writ­ing my own zombie-lawyer epic, but here are pas­sel of reviews. * Except this: I didn’t want it to end. As I approached page 1200**, I found myself torn: I couldn’t wait to turn the page and

And his face, which was a paper-white mask of evil, sang us this song:

Well-done ama­teur music video for one of They Might Be Giants’ awe­some tunes. Enjoy. I know I did.

13 things about the car I rented on the long weekend

It was a Dodge Cal­iber, and it looked pretty much exactly like this: It was orange. Its speak­ers were woe­fully inad­e­quate. I like my music on the loud side, and I enjoy the bass. This would let me do nei­ther, trag­i­cally, with­out sound­ing like all four speak­ers in the car were blown. Every­thing from Bare­naked Ladies

Flickrblogging — IMG_4159

IMG_4159 Dis­cov­ered in mke­blx’s Flickr pho­to­stream. “You can’t be seri­ous.” “Look, sir, they came in with the low­est bid on the cam­pus secu­rity con­tract. They’ve been out of work ever since that whole Death Star II deba­cle, so we can low-ball them even more in the next round of con­tract talks next year. And you