Category: Not-politics

No, Tycho, they never get any better…

…and most of the people that are making you aghast are probably legally able to vote. Frankly, if YouTube, gaming, and/or online newspaper comment threads didn’t exist naturally we’d in the political ‘sphere would have to subsidize them… because I remember what life was like before the really messed-up people had those places to go.

It wasn’t pretty.

Moe Lane

PS: I can’t really have a public opinion on the entire trachea thing.

PPS: Child’s Play rocks.

PPPS: Gratuitous Penny Arcade link.

Bacon sandwiches cure hangovers?

There is apparently nothing that bacon cannot do. Via AoSHQ:

Bacon sandwich really does cure a hangover

A bacon sandwich really does cure a hangover – by boosting the level of amines which clear the head, scientists have found.

You see, this is the kind of science we need more of. Bacon-themed science.

Moe Lane

[PS: Laptop replacement drive now in its final stages:]

The Georgia Guidestones: a challenge.

To continue in my RPG-themed mood from earlier: if you are a gamemaster and you find that you cannot turn this story into fodder for your next urban fantasy / secret magic / time travel / modern horror / conspiracy campaign, just go ahead and turn in your GM screen now and slink off in shame.

SHAME!

HT: Instapundit.

Moe Lane

PS: What? Oh, it’s clearly the work of secret Japanese zaibatsu who have deciphered the secrets of the ancient Mayans sufficiently well enough to ‘predict’ the next disastrous solar flare in 2012: the languages are all from countries on the Pacific and Indian Ocean Rims, which will be the areas least affected by the flares. In the aftermath, the megacorporations will reveal themselves to the shattered people of the world, and take their rightful place as head of the rebuilding efforts. And if you’re wondering how the zaibatsu know how the flares will happen to go off in time to save these specific areas… well, it turns out that the Mayans had actually worked out a way to set off a solar flare (ancient astronauts, don’t you know*). So the zaibatsu aren’t so much going to ‘predict’ as they are ’cause.’ I’m sorry? Yes, of course there’s a volcano lair. Or maybe the caldera under Yellowstone. More topical. See how easy that is?

*“Aren’t those supposed to be Incans?” “Shut up.”

PPS: Enjoyed that?  Never want to see me do it again?  I take suggestions either way:

Book of the week, plus upcoming books.

And so we remove The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress and replace it with the John Adams biography. But I also want to note that the following three books will be coming out very soon:

…and I’m looking forward to all three.

I finally watched Gamers 2: Dorkness Rising…

One of the people from the Sunday game brought it over, in lieu of us having an actual roleplaying game session tonight; and, yeah, it’s both a perfect representation of how people really roleplay, and why we really roleplay*. Well worth the time to watch.

You shall see no apologies for the ways of my people here; but if you want to figure us out – or you just miss the clatter of dice – check this one out.

Moe Lane

*Because it’s fun, that’s why.

Everybody in the SCA has had this forwarded to them by now.

I forget where I saw this, but it made me wince:

Man attacks cops with medieval battle ax

PANAMA CITY BEACH, FL — Authorities say a Panama City Beach motel guest tried to scare off deputies with a medieval battle ax, a knife and a long sword.

The Bay County Sheriff’s Office reports that deputies responded to the Sting Ray Motel Tuesday morning after management called 911 to complain that a guest was acting strange.

When a deputy stepped out of his patrol car, officials say 33-year-old Terrence Croskery threw a battle ax and then a 6-inch knife through the window of the motel room.

One of the few nice things about the current dispute over the extent of Second Amendment rights in this country is that everybody’s so busy arguing over guns that almost nobody talks about swords, axes, maces, crossbows, bows, and glaive glaive glaive guisiarme glaives*. And those of us that might have such things on the walls, or in our closets, are very happy about that state of affairs; so stories like this don’t help. “Hand-powered” doesn’t mean “free to wave it at policemen,” kids…

Moe Lane

*Classical reference.

Supposedly, some sadists decide to seek a medical career.

Medical field can be draw for sickos who like to hurt, shrink says (Via Fark). If you look at the article, you’ll see that it’s actually not really offering compelling evidence for that; it’s mostly suggesting a reason why the quote-unquote “Craigslist killer” is the way that he is, assuming that the guy that they’re calling the “Craiglist killer” is actually the “Craigslist killer.” I’m a little startled that Fark covered this with an Obvious tag, in fact: as the guy’s own book would book, this isn’t really News.

Then again, being able to replay the song below features largely in my decision to write about this, so there’s that.


Little Shop of Horrors