So, I was talking… …with my Significant Lover the other day, too early in the morning for us to be cordial, and, well, things got ugly… here’s how it went: SL: This granola tastes like coffee. me: It’s toffee. SL: Yeah, it tastes like coffee. me: Yeah, it’s toffee. SL: You got coffee flavored granola?
Category: Who Are We?
Preface. Orko’s older brothers would never let him play ‘cauldron’ with them. “He’s too small, too puny,” they would say. I love it when a plan comes together. I’ve got a theme for today’s blog that ties-in with the “Trapped In Super Mario World” series on the webcomic (the novel, being a novel, has it’s
Part One: Temps Perdu “À la recherche du temps perdu”… there really isn’t a great translation for it in English. “In search of lost time” and “remembrance of things past” are the most common, but perdu is so much more subtle… it’s lost, missing, wasted, alone. There’s a sense of darkness and despair to
Two Things. (1) Crowds are only wise in the sense of generating a statistical bell-curve around an absolute point. Crowds have no ‘wisdom’ about subjective things, like whether or not high-collars will be fashionable in 2012, or whether or not the world will end in a mayantechosingularityclusterfuck. Crowds are not wise, nor are they even
I like the term “8bit.” I think I’m going to re-appropriate as a general catch-all for the traditional definition of nerd/dork/geek (rather than the new “Everyone’s a geek!” weak-ass interpretation). It’s got all the caché of those other terms with none of the pejorative implications, plus, it’s esoteric enough to maintain some sense of sub-cultural