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You have spent several seconds reading this post when you could be watching The Avengers.
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  1. Make some manner of cheesecake.
  2. Put SweetTarts on it.
  3. ???
  4. Delicious, delicious profit.
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>copy the URL in Firefox
>paste it into Chrome
>picks up exactly where I left off in Firefox

I want to find whoever is responsible for this and buy them a packet of biscuits or something. That's just excellent usability, it really is.
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It uses the latest up to date digital film techniques but didn't cost a fortune to make. It' is in fact the first digital home movie. None of the backgrounds even exist - they were all created in computers. 9 home computers that the directors hooked up together and arranged to operate like a high end digital TV post production system. It's a home movie!

Kind of a shame it's not more popular. Made in the long-lost year of 2005.
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What...what is this?

(Yes, I know exactly what it is, thank you very much. I just find those captions amusing. Yes, I read captions about leather daddies for fun, what of it?)

"Brigadier, what a nice surprise! This your first visit to the boot-serfs' drill-yard? Yes, it's all very bijou in scale -- central London property prices mean it could hardly be otherwise, I'm afraid. Do you fancy a stint here? Ha, ha, ha -- no, I mean up here in the overseers' gallery! Oh, so you've taken a shine to that hulking blond lout, number 7C...I must warn you he's a thug...but of course I can have him sent to you this problem. Oh, you've noticed the fly of my breeches...yes, sir, I confess I do find this work pretty stimulating. Erm, why don't we go and have tea? Pierre has made some of what I gather are your favourite cakes -- cream horns -- and there's a rather delightful Met policeman I'd like you to meet..."

All I did was search flickr for "chav", for Pete's sake. I didn't expect there to be an intersect between Burberry and BDSM, but there you are. And here I was;

Mounted Scoutmaster 59
"My chavs all agree that much the most decadent of the military men they service regularly is my brother, seen here leaving my house last winter after a particularly wild debauch."

Who is supposed to be writing these, anyway? What character's hand pens these immortal lines? What sort of organization is this? How are promotions earned? Is there a divide between enlisted ranks and commissioned? I'm no trendsetter, no style pioneer, but this leather stuff looks high-quality, expensi--

Mounted Scoutmaster 82
"So-called ball-stretching is a fine and manly pursuit and useful too in that low-swinging gonads command respect everywhere. It's very much on my conscience I've not been paying greater attention to the Scout's needs in this regard. Anyway, the Master Saddler of an elite British Army cavalry unit tells me he will have a selection of different sizes for my lads to try on next week. As on previous occasions, we'll make it into a competition and I will ceremonially strap the winner into his stretcher. The Troop record is a stretcher with the eye-watering height of 160 mm."


This is just fantastic.

DISCLAIMER: I am not making fun of BDSM or it's practitioners itself, nor homosexuality, I am just saying that I find this one flickr account, of the one guy, amusing and interesting in a way that was not intended by the person who wrote it. This is also my reaction to politics.
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I heard about these books called the Vorkosagan Saga

I was all like "Baen, right? I'll just read 'em for free?"

I got to the end of the first half of CH and was all like "Man, this is too good! I have to give them money for this!"

Then I did.

Then I finished the second half of CH and moved onto the Young Miles Omnibus, which starts with TWA.

It's like someone combined Honor Harrington, made her flaws actual flaws, and then took Wooster and Jeeves and combined them all in the same character.

Good Omens and Maniac Magee, in that order, are still my favorite books, but Bujold is putting up some stiff competition.

If Cordelia's Honor was very good, this is sublime.

I can't even come up with a witty way to say it.

It's that good.

This is how I wanna write when I grow up.
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Both very good movies. Go see 'em!

Don't go see it if you didn't see the first half (I didn't) or you haven't read the books (I have). After a certain point in the film, it was like a rollercoaster reaching the top of the first hill, and you just have to hang on all the way to the denouement. I found myself dabbing at my eyes at one or two points. In a suitably manly fashion, of course.

Captain America
This is the first movie to actually feel like an Avengers movie, which is ironic, since there's only one Avenger. Between this, Iron Man 1/2, Thor, and Incredible Hulk, Marvel is 5 for 5 with their movies. Now if only DC would pick up the ball and figure out what the other guys are doing right.

Also, I like how unapologetically pulp-sci-fi the movie is. Why does Hydra's stuff glow? Because their power source glows, is why. You have a problem? DealWithIt.gif. These action figures ain't gonna sell themselves.
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Guess who my favorite class is?

Guess what picture I have to redraw and scan properly instead of using my cell phone camera?

Steam Username: JCuul


Apr. 22nd, 2011 11:01 pm
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If you haven't already, watch "Gran Torino".

...Juuust not in public.
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"Still I Rise"

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Wait just a-

They knew I was there. Fifteen
Years old and starving for them.
That's kind of adul-

Your mind pops, exploding fiercely, briefly,
Like the head of a kitchen match. Shattered.
It is your juice
That runs down their legs.
...I think I see why my High School English book only had "Life Doesn't Frighten Me At All".
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I bought the game as part of the Humble Indie Bundle #2, and took a while to get around to playing it.

I normally hate adventure games. They tend to have a lot of contrived nonsense that makes no sense withing the context of the game world. In Resident Evil, f'r example, apparently get custom locks that use large, bulky pieces of metal instead of normal things like keys or keypads. In God of War, by contrast, anyone with any knowledge of mythology at all should be fully expecting the key to open the door to be half-a-mile away on the other side of a boss fight. Also, the key is probably someone's head. It takes a certain type of mind to enjoy adventures games, and that mind simply can't comprehend why someone might not find a fake moustache puzzle with a dozen odd, illogical steps fun. And any pitiable fool who's played text adventures has tried to figure out the exact verb to get ye flask.

Machinarium is not like those games.

For one thing, the adorable robot protagonist is limited. He can get taller, shorter, reach out to things, store items, combine items, use items, and look at things. He can only interact with things that are in reach of his current position, which makes it easier to tell which of the dozens of absurdly detailed objects onscreen you should be trying to grab. There are a few times when you can miss something, but not often, and the game offers a robust hint system. You get one hint for free, and you can play not-Space Invaders to open up your Prima.

I'm not joking. There's actually a game guide in the game. I'm not sure if our hero can see it, but it's non-linear; since you might have multiple tasks in the same area, you might have to come back and play the game again to open the book. Or CopyPaste it into Paint or something. There are a few puzzles that seem unnecessarily complicated--such as a safe being locked with a puzzle instead of a combination, which is inside a room with a combination lock on the door--but most of them are problems, not puzzles.

That aside, the art direction is lovely, the controls are simple, the music is great (and I got the soundtrack for free! Yay!), and the protagonist endearing. And it's only $20 regular price. I recommend it.
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  1. Put a potato on the boil.
  2. Peel and cut slices off an onion, using the "hold under running water" trick you recall from over a decade ago.
  3. Ineptly Julienne up the two chicken drumsticks you got from Sains' the day before.
  4. Combine ineptly Julienned drumsticks w/onions. Heat in greased pan.
  5. Using advice from Mum, add ketchup. Forget to turn down the heat.
  6. Turn away for just a frakking second.
  7. Turn back to find ketchup in pan burning. Which is kind of the idea, since you wanted it to caramelize somewhat.
  8. Dump chicken in bowl.
  9. Dump pan in sink.
  10. Add partial Laughing Cow wedge to chicken.
  11. Mix ineffectually for several minutes, then put whole thing in microwave for safekeeping.
  12. Read "The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo".
  13. Check to see if potatoes are done.
  14. Remove potatoes from saucepan. Dice ineptly.
  15. Add butter and slice of sliced cheese. Fail to stir.
  16. Remove chicken from microwave.
  17. Realize chicken is now cold. Refrain from heating in possibly-broken microwave.
  18. Dump the whole mess in a pot, add water. Heat and reduce.
  19. Dump into bowl.
  20. Profit.
There were still some bones in the chicken bits, and the potatoes were a bit undercooked, but for a misbegotten souplike concoction, it was actually quite good.
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I read a later book in this series some time ago. I liked it, but I was too young and ignorant to really "get" it. I have since educated myself somewhat about Irish history, which could best be described as "Well, still not as bad as Russia." Nonetheless, when I decided to read the series from the start, courtesy of the local library, I started at the beginning. all I really recall is that is it's very, very Irish-
"Pissantgobshite." She peered at me over her dark glass of Guinness, mildly offended but intrigued.
...I haven't even finished the first page.

Over the course of the next few pages, we get more and more curses-our narrator Dermot claims to have cut out even more-checking the young woman's body out, including her boobs when they happen to swing close to his face, checking her out when she's singing, kissing the woman he's known for less than half an hour, and her admitting she "liked but didn't like, you know what I mean" the way he was looking at her on stage.

This is cut with flashbacks of Dermot refusing to be intimidated by the cops warning him off investigating his Irish grandpa's affairs. Dermot is Irish American, comes from a wealthy family, and is a multi-millionaire entirely by accident. After walking herself part of the way home, he's set upon by some punks giving him a more aggressive warning, and tosses them through a window. Yes, he mentioned having martial arts training earlier. No, he's not a misogynist, God Mode Gary Stu. The closest thing to an author insert seems to be oft-mentioned his brother George, who is both the life of any party, and a priest.

Andrew M. Greeley, the man who wrote this book, is a priest.

Take it away, Wikipedia.
His fiction often deals with romances, including details of sexual encounters, typically written with underpinnings of a theology based on what theologian David Tracy calls the Catholic "analogical imagination", in which human love serves as a metaphor for the love of God for humankind.
Okay, let me just say this now; I am not looking forward to the sex scenes.
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Earworm warning. Especially the line "I'm a stellar speller."

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