Election List IV: The Things I Think About As I Stare At This Picture of Joe Biden
1. It looks like doll hair.
2. Men shouldn’t botox.
10. It still looks like doll hair.
There's so much more relish. Go and laugh your ass off.
Over at HotAir, Allah links to another bit of excretion by Kathleen Parker. My response to her and her like-minded cohorts is worth 1000 words:
Update: Looking at my referrer logs, I've apparently been the recipient of a Rachellanche. Very cool. And thanks to all who've shown up. Hopefully you won't permanently ban my site from your browser.
I still get a great kick out this video:
Halloween images: some funny, some sick, most both. Some most definitely not safe for work, so be careful before you click.
Updated for this election season.
Don't overindulge this Halloween.
"Uh, good evening Mr. Reynolds.
Trick or treat?"
Self-hating dogs for Glenn.
Newly registered Democrat voters in Ohio display their support for Obama.
The future of Happy Meals if Glenn Reynolds has his way.
"Who's your daddy now, beeyatch?"
No Halloween would be complete without a visit from our special friend, Seymour Butz.
And the Puppy Blender's sphere of influence continues to grow.
While I have an interest in how this election plays out, I think that it's time to return to my second love: brewing beer. Physics, of course, is my first love, which is why, of course, I had to pick a second love that wasn't a person. Lookin' for love in all the wrong places? Well, the physics department is one of those wrong places.
Okay, it's been 3 years. Bite me.
- never got around to bottling your beer. That will be my next post, which post will pop up before election day. So far as you know, anyway.
In the interim, I leave you with a picture that proves there is a God:
I really need to make shirt out of that image.
It's not awful that EW listed the 25 cheesiest action shows of all time. What's awful is that I actually watched most of them. Excerpt:
JACK OF ALL TRADES (2000-2001) STARRING Bruce Campbell
PREMISE The Evil Dead veteran plays an American agent during the 1800s who's sent to the South Pacific to help a British spy (Angela Dotchin) guard against Napoleon's naval advances.
REDEEMING QUALITIES As always, Bruce's chin. And the brilliance of casting Verne Troyer as Bonaparte.
Image below the fold:
I noticed the awful news about Dean Barnett's death just minutes after Bill Kristol posted it over at the Weekly Standard. While it might sound strange to say, since I never had the opportunity to meet him, I will miss Dean. A lot. He was funny, insightful and full of life, notwithstanding- or maybe because of- the lifelong illness which finally claimed his life.
Go here to read some tributes to Dean from his friends and colleagues. Go here to purchase and read a funny and inspiring book: "The Plucky Smart Kid with the Fatal Disease: A Life with Cystic Fibrosis". And go here to give money to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation, if you're so inclined.
Ah, life is good. Now I need to code a bot to randomly enter the text for me. Here's the first "post" below the fold:
Holy crap! I just woke up to the fact I have not updated this since they invented sliced bread... You would not believe that I'd been abducted by aliens. But I'm sorry you'll just have to take my word for it..
I am overwhelmed with responding to fanmail, watching the grass grow, just generally being a nuisance to my kids, my day drinking from the light through yonder window breaks to I feel like going to bed. I am totally exhausted. primo.
I declare solemnly won't blog until the next time booze prices go up and I have to get sober for a while. Honestly! What do you mean you don't believe me?.
Lather, rinse, repost.
Don't hate me because I'm beautiful:
A man was walking home alone late one foggy night, when behind him he hears:
Walking faster, he looks back and through the fog he makes out the image of an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the street toward him.
Terrified, the man begins to run toward his home, the casket bouncing quickly behind him.
He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him.
However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid of the casket clapping
on his heels, the terrified man runs.
Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps.
With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door. Bumping and clapping toward him.
The man screams and reaches for something, anything, but all he can find is a bottle of cough syrup! Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket...
the coffin stops.
It's that time of year again...
My recipe is pretty old. It was originally for 4 cheesecakes(I used to work in a commercial kitchen), but the quantities have been scaled back for a single cake. When I cooked for a living, almost no one else made pumpkin cheesecakes. Now, it seems like everyone and their brother makes their own, including the big warehouse stores such as Costco. Whatever. This recipe is the best.
1 7/8 pounds cream cheese(worried about the fat? Use some Neufchatel)
5/8 cup brown sugar
1/3 cup sugar
3/8 cup flour
1 1/4 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp ground cloves
1/2 tsp ground ginger
1/2 tsp ground nutmeg
1 1/4 cup pumpkin puree
5/8 cup sour cream
1/8 cup rum
1 Tbsp vanilla
Approx. 30-49 ginger snaps
Approx. 1/4 cup butter
1) Grind up ginger snaps and mix with enough melted butter to bind together.
2) Cream together cream cheese, brown sugar and sugar. Beat eggs and add to
cream cheese mixture.
3) Add flour and the rest of the ingredients. Mix well. I suggest using the
beater attachment on your mixer, but it's up to you.
4) Grease a springform pan(10" preferred, but 9" will also work). Press the ginger
snap mixture into the pan to form the crust. Pour mixture into the crust-lined
pan; gently shake to remove air bubbles. Bake in 350 degree oven in a water bath
until the center is set.
***Note: If you have trouble with the cheesecake cracking, lower the temperature of
the oven to 300F and bake for 1 hour. Turn the oven off, open the door for one minute,
close the door and then let the cheesecake sit in it for about 45 minutes. Chill before
The Legend of the Seeker premieres Saturday, November 1. If, however, you can't wait, here's the first 10 minutes of the series to further whet your appetite.
Spoiler video for Lost right here. It's also embedded below the fold.
Oh. Sorry. I guess that that was a spoof. Here's the real promo video:
Ever watch the show Dark Skies? I might have been the only one. The show wasn't that memorable except for the introduction of one Jeri Ryan. Mmmm, Jeri... ::drools::
Where was I? Oh yeah. Anyway, when her ex-husband ran for the US Senate, the divorce records were exposed to the public. Now I'm not one to comment too much when a marriage fails. Sometimes, shit happens. But one of the things that came out was the fact that, apparently, Jack Ryan wanted to take his then wife Jeri to clubs where he could watch her having sex with other people.
Why is that bizarre? Well, if the idea alone doesn't sound stupid, check out the images below and tell me why in Hell you'd want to watch someone else have sex with her when you should, by all rights, be at home, giving her the business until your hear and/or back gave out.
BTW, I've resized most of the images. Click on them to expand them to full size.
And just in case you were wondering, yes, she is most definitely on my list.
Courtesy of Iowahawk. Excerpt:
"But I promise you, if one of these inevitable nuclear attacks is, God forbid, successful, Barack Obama and I will conduct tough and open negotiations with our new overlords," said Biden. "Ol' Joe Biden learned how to negotiate at his dad's used car lot in Scranton PA, and if these overlords think they can swing some sort of lowball occupation deal, I'll just tell them 'I gotta go get my manager,' and then... boo-yeah! In comes Barack Obama to upsell them undercoating and extra exercise yard privileges for you and me."
After rubbing tapioca into his armpits and singing what appeared to be the Numa-Numa song, Biden mounted a Segway and crashed through a side door.
A spokesman for the Obama-Biden campaign later clarified the Senator's remarks, and urged reporters "not to take Senator Biden's words out of context."
When asked what context that was, the spokesman explained that "the Senator has massive brain damage."
Well, I did see X-Files 2: This Movie Really Sucked in the theater. To be fair, I waited until it hit the local second run so I only wasted 2 dollars instead of the normal 10. In any event, this abridged script from the Editing Room is, unfortunately, more entertaining than the actual movie. Excerpt:
INT: EAST EUROPEAN BATH HOUSE
David finds a room full of the people he knows to have been abducting and cutting up women for body parts, armed with…. a wrench. That’s right, a wrench. He gets his shit fucked up.
Gee, I sure am glad that you were able to show up out of nowhere to come help me find David.
The camera slowly shows a shiny bald head from behind soon revealing MITCH PILEGGI only to give him some of the dumbest lines in the movie.
Walter Skinner Zomfg! BBQ! STFU! Internet!
(with a shit eating grin)
No problem sweetheart.
Another from the PG archives because I've got nuthin' today. As for those of you who think that that makes this day no different from any other, well, you have a point.
Have you ever been caught off guard when someone walks up to you and asks, "What's the square root of X?" Me, too. Usually, I can remember approximations for most square roots up through, uh, maybe I won't finish that statement. Anyway, sometimes the numbers are just too damn big or I need more digits after the decimal place than I can comfortably work out. It's times like that when you really need Newton's formula:
b represents the number for which you're seeking the square root and x is your first guess. Wanna see how it all works? Of course you do! Observe:
Let's say that you need the square root of 13 and we want to be within 0.00001 of the actual value. For simplicity, we'll make x the same as b, the number we're taking the square root of.
NewX=7, difference is 6
NewX=4.428571, difference is 2.571429
NewX=3.682028, difference is 0.746544
NewX=3.606345, difference is 0.075682
NewX=3.6055514, difference is 0.000794
NewX=3.605551, difference <0.000001
There you have it: the square root of 13 is approximately 3.605551.
I feel better already.
Yeah, it's a repost. Sue me.
When your give-a-shit factor is in the picofuckit range and dropping like a stone, here is the solution:
Thursday, January 27, 2005 Get to know Barack Obama
When I first met Barack Obama, he was giving a standard, innocuous little talk in the livingroom of those two legends-in-their-own-minds, Bill Ayers and Bernardine Dohrn. They were launching him--introducing him to the Hyde Park community as the best thing since sliced bread. His "bright eyes and easy smile" struck me as contrived and calculated--maybe because I was supporting another candidate. Since then, I've never heard him say anything new or earthshaking, or support anything that would require the courage of his convictions. I only voted for him in this last race--because his opponent was a pinhead. And I've been mostly alone in my views. But maybe that's changing.
Thanks, Barack. By voting to confirm Condoleezza Rice for Secretary of State you confirmed my opinion of you as someone who will not come through when it counts. You voted with the entire Republican membership rather than your compadre, Dick Durbin, and the man you supported for president, John Kerry. Your sense of collegiality is ridiculous under the circumstances.
What are all those people who thought you walked on water thinking now? I'm just wondering who's going to whisper in President CandyAss's ear when Condo's busy playing Secretary of State.
And here's a quote from Treacher:
You need to decide, Obama fans: Either this stuff didn't happen, or it happened but I'm not supposed to care. You need to pick one or the other and stick with it.
Check out the archived post.
Recently, I've been dealing- a lot- with applications freezing on a semi-regular basis. The Task Manager does okay at killing the apps, but sometimes those apps also kill my OS. What to do, what to do... hey, I know! Why don't use Windows Xkill? Excerpt:
An App that your using Freezes, and your first thought it to CTRL+ALT+DEL to bring up Task manager, then you have to wade thought the processes to find said frozen app, then kill it... Or you use xKill.
Using a system wide hook in xKill, when it is running, just Press Control+Alt+Backspace, and you will see a Skull and Crossbones follow behind your cursor. When you click on the next item (say, the frozen application), it will kill it. simple.
And just because i know that people will try this out with out having an app to kill, when the skull and crossbones is up, if you choose NOT to kill any thing, press Escape, and you will exit out of xKill mode.
No external references, this app is Portable, you will know when it is running doe to the color changing Skull and Crossbones in your system tray. you can Right click on the glowing icon to either go in to xKill mode, so that you don't have to do Control + Alt + Backspace, or you can exit out of xKill.
Bringing Kill -9 to Windows. ::sniff:: I'm just so happy right now.
Actually, I originally posted this about feeling stressed at work. In any event, it seems awfully appropriate during this heated election cycle.
How to handle political conflicts.
Well, I resisted political blogging for a few minutes. So that's something. It tells me that I can quit any time I want to. Sure I can.
Anyway. Read this article by Orson Scott Card: Would the Last Honest Reporter Please Turn On the Lights?. Excerpt:
I remember reading All the President's Men and thinking: That's journalism. You do what it takes to get the truth and you lay it before the public, because the public has a right to know.
This housing crisis didn't come out of nowhere. It was not a vague emanation of the evil Bush administration.
It was a direct result of the political decision, back in the late 1990s, to loosen the rules of lending so that home loans would be more accessible to poor people. Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac were authorized to approve risky loans.
Barack Obama is just another politician, and not a very wise one. He has revealed his ignorance and naivete time after time -- and you have swept it under the rug, treated it as nothing.
Meanwhile, you have participated in the borking of Sarah Palin, reporting savage attacks on her for the pregnancy of her unmarried daughter -- while you ignored the story of John Edwards's own adultery for many months.
So I ask you now: Do you have any standards at all? Do you even know what honesty means?
Is getting people to vote for Barack Obama so important that you will throw away everything that journalism is supposed to stand for?
Assuming that those last 3 questions weren't entirely rhetorical, the answers are No, No and Hell Yes!.
If you went to college and overindulged at least once or twice, you probably discovered how much your friends treasure you. And by treasure, I mean discovered how much they like to screw with you while passed out. From my mother, of all people, comes the photographic evidence of 13 Reasons Not To Drink With Friends:
And the #1 reason not to drink with friends:
I left the following as a comment over at Rachel's place:
Some Obama douche (but I repeat myself) was on Fox this afternoon saying that McCain had not vetted Joe the Plumber. Vetted. It was like I had taken the red pill, fallen down the rabbit hole, stepped through the looking glass and fallen into a 1960s era Jefferson Airplane acid-amplified video.
WTF? I’m serious: WTfuckingF?! Do you vet everyone in this entire country who MIGHT have opinions, or ask questions, that make the One look like a fucking jackass?
Vet the plumber? I feel like vetting someone’s head with a nail-studded 2×4.
Oh, and if you’ve checked Ace lately, you know that Team Barry is filing suit against Palin and McCain for trying to prevent fraudulent votes. I don’t know what the next step beyond batshit and bugfuck crazy is, but we’re there now.
Right now, Stalin is crying in his glass coffin because he sees now that he didn’t go as far as he could.
Iowahawk takes a break from his usual uproarious stuff to post something dead serious. Excerpt:
Politicians -- Sarah Palin, Bill Clinton, et al. -- obviously have to put up with some rude, nasty shit, but it's right there in the jobs description. Joe the Plumber is different. He was a guy tossing a football with his kid in the front yard of his $125,000 house when a politician picked him out as a prop for a 30 second newsbite for the cable news cameras. Joe simply had the temerity to speak truth (or, if you prefer, an uninformed opinion) to power, for which the politico-media axis apparently determined that he must be humiliated, harassed, smashed, destroyed. The viciousness and glee with which they set about the task ought to concern anyone who still cares about citizen participation, and freedom of speech, and all that old crap they taught in Civics class before politics turned into Narrative Deathrace 3000, and Web 2.0 turned into Berlin 1932.0.
Godwin's Law! you say? if the jackboot fits, wear it.
And here's an image that everyone should stick on their websites. Everyone, that is, who wants to show solidarity with Joe:
The real-world campaign involves speeches and proposals and facts and scandals and political positions and news events. These details, however, are becoming increasingly irrelevant, and have become subsumed by the meta-campaign, which consists of perceptions, polls, reactions, analyses and summations. Until very recently, elections were decided by real-world facts -- but not anymore. Facts and events in and of themselves are no longer important; what's important is how everyone reacts to them. And how do we find out the public's mood concerning this or that incident? Why, the media tells us, that's how.
Or so we've been led to believe.
We're all part of the campaign now. Every single one of us. Our opinions, our actions, are bundled together as a group and used as weapons in the race for the White House. When the media reports on what people think, either through public-opinion polling or reportage about anecdotal incidents, it becomes an endless feedback loop, in which the media's representation of most people's purported thoughts is supposed to influence everyone else's thoughts. And then they take another poll to determine how effective the first poll was in influencing public opinion, and the cycle starts all over again. Since everyone now knows that any public expression of their political opinions might be reported by the media, even the most innocent activity becomes a calculated campaign action. Saying how you intend to vote is not simply an expression of how you intend to vote, but rather a component of the public barometer of how the majority intends to vote, which is then used by the media and the blogs to influence everyone else. Nothing is done in all innocence anymore.
One odd thing about public-opinion polls is that there's no way to know if they're accurate or not. Except for a poll taken on the very last day of the campaign, when it can be later compared to the actual vote totals, a poll is a self-supporting statement of "fact" that can only be confirmed or disproven by taking yet another poll -- which is just as unreliable as the first one. We do not have access to some secret hyper-accurate invasion of privacy enabling us to peer into voters' hearts to see how they actually intend to vote, and to use that information to assess the accuracy of a poll. So, if a poll is taken a month ahead of time showing a candidate with a five-point lead, and then a month later he in fact wins the election by five points, we have no way of knowing whether or not the poll was simply accurate, or whether it was originally inaccurate, but fed a public perception that the candidate was in the lead, causing many voters to switch allegiances to him out of a desire to "be on the winning team." Do polls reflect reality, or do they create reality?
The entire Democratic strategy in 2008 revolves around the unproven theory that polls do create reality. Otherwise, there would be no point in continuously striving to inflate Obama's perceived public support.
The real question at the end of the day is this: Are people telling pollsters they're supporting Obama due to normative conformity (which is what I suspect) or due to informational conformity (which is what the Left is banking on)? We won't know until November 4. You can lie to a pollster. But you cannot lie to a ballot.
I hope that Zombie will forgive my taking such an extended entry, but I wanted to make certain that you clicked over to his site.
So Tea Leoni and David Duchovny have split, huh? I know what you're thinking: it's because David is a sex addict. Well, no, actually. As it turns out, Tea and Billy Bob Thornton have, apparently, been bumping uglies. In Thornton's case, that's an easy task.
Billy Bob was married to Angelina Jolie and now he's been knocking boots with Tea Leoni. In both cases, he not only dated outside of his weight class, he dated outside of his species. I will assume that he's hung like a rutting Koidak bear, because he's not hitting it with such spectacular women on his suave and debonair good looks. Let's have a look, shall we?
[Ed: click on above image to expand to full size.]
And now, Billy Bob Thornton
I simply cannot be the only one who sees a problem here.
Look at the image below the fold:
see more puppies
What I’m about to say will, if it works out to be true, cause Lawrence O’Donnell to have a coronary on Nov. 5. In the immediate aftermath of Kerry’s loss to Bush in 2004, O’Donnell called for blue states to secede from the Union. So, we will need a volunteer in the blogosphere to stay with O’Donnell on election night with a portable defibrillator in order to zap him back to life.
ASSUMING that the pre-election polling is close to accurate, if Obama is leading in the national polls coming out of the final weekend by 52% or less, he’s going to lose. If he’s at 53% it’ll probably be very close, but he may still lose. If its 54% or above, he will win. And it’s not the “Bradley Effect.”
Why does he have to be that high? It’s the revenge of the small-states-on-steroids in the electoral college. The math is actually pretty simple, although some assumptions have to be made about turnout and victory margin in specific states (i.e., that current polls in those states are close to being accurate).
Anyway, time to update my picks:
1) Virgina: I continue to predict that McCain will carry the state, albeit by a 2%-5% margin.
2) Colorado: I still have it in the One's win column. I also stand my prediction that if Obama loses CO, he's done.
3) Florida: McCain wins. Very, very close.
4) Ohio: McCain hangs in an wins by a smaller margin than Bush over Kerry.
5) New Hampshire: I think that I might have been wrong last time. NH will probably stay blue. In fact, I think that NH flipping red would be a sign that Obama should start working on his re-election plans for the Senate. As it stands now, I don't think that will be the case.
6) Pennsylvania: This one has gotten a lot tougher. Polls show a consistent small edge for Obama, but, for some reason, he's spending a lot of time and money there, more than I would think is necessary if the race were already sewn up. And Murtha just called western PA a bunch of racists, which I'm sure will play well in that part of the state. Anyway, I think that Obama probably carries the state by the slimmest of margins, at least right now.
7) The rest of the states remain their election day 2004 color, except for New Mexico, which will flip back to blue.
Oh yeah, those one or two precincts in Nebraska and Maine which cast electoral votes in a non-winner take all manner are probably up for grabs. It would be more than interesting if those two districts actually determined the electoral vote winner.
Where does that leave us as far as electoral votes? I could look it up, but I'm lazy. I will make a final prediction the day before the election. In the interim, I plan to try and ignore politics here just so that I can retain my sanity.
And it comes from Jonah Goldberg:
I have always said (even in my more anti-libertarian days) that it always pays to have a libertarian in the room to ask the question "Why, and by what right, should government do this at all?"
That question is asked far too infrequently these days. Pity.
Currently, I use the Fast Video Download add-on for Firefox to retrieve things from YouTube, Google video, et al that I would like to have on my PC. However, some sites have taken steps to prevent me from being able to do such a thing. Enter Tubemaster Plus via Freewaregenius. Excerpt:
Description: TubeMaster Plus is a free tool that can download streaming video and audio files from almost any media sharing site, including sites with anti-leeching protection. TubeMaster Plus also can convert downloaded videos to several formats, offers a video search function across multiple video sources, and offers a downloadble audio mp3 search function.
Well, I know that some of you drop by for the geeky stuff, some for the humor (what is that?) and some for reasons which still escape me. In any event, I can't think of anything else worth writing about today, so I'm going to post more pictures of former VCU student Mircea Monroe. Images not exactly safe for work, so I'm putting them below the fold.
The first presidential debate and the only veep debate were both entertaining to watch. The second presidential debate bored me to tears when it wasn't pissing me off, because town hall style debates devolve into panderfests, as each candidate tries to spend more of my hard-earned money than the other guy. Anyway, I followed each of the 3 previous debates on C-Span while simultaneously participating in the live blog at Ace's place. It was fun, but I think that I'm gonna pass tonight. After I finally get my children to sleep, I"m going to go for a 5-6 mile run to clear my head. I'll check out the analysis later, but I'll take a stab at how I think things will go:
Chris Matthew: OMG, I think that I just came in my pants!
Keith Olbermann: Much like during the vice-presidential debate, I touched myself repeatedly whenever our country's savior spoke.
CNN focus group: Obama's so pretty. And he's going to give me a free pony!
FNC focus group: McCain sounded like a patriot, but looked like a cancer victim. And Barry's going to give me a pony!
Brit Hume: Well, neither candidate made any gross errors. McCain had the edge on facts, but, in this television age, Obama's visual appeal might have swayed the overall score in his favor.
Chris Matthews: I don't understand what he just said because I came again while watching the tape!
Brit Hume: Uh, Chris? Maybe you could go back to MSNBC and help out your co-anchor Keith. He seems to be in some sort of physical distress.
::Keith Olbermann performing homoerotic asphyxiation while watching tape of the debate::
Barring one of the candidates mowing down the audience with a flamethrower, I don't think we'll get much out of the debate.
Not being able to feed my children because gasoline is too fucking expensive.
I know that there are a large number of people who are not only okay with high gas prices, they wish that prices would spike up around $10 a gallon. To those people I offer the following helpful advice: please go fuck yourself before sticking your head in the over. Seriously. High fuel costs equals higher food costs, higher heating/cooling costs, higher clothing costs, higher pretty much everything unless you're a complete dunderhead. You might be okay with paying a buttload for everything, but I, not being rich, am most decidedly not.
You think that pain drives research into new technologies? That makes you stupid. Sure, it provides a little impetus, but if people are worried about heating/cooling their homes and feeding their families, they aren't going to spend a lot of time and money on vaporware. That includes businesses. Higher energy costs mean higher costs of doing business which means, usually, that some divisions/departments get cut. Having worked in R&D before, I can tell you that research divisions are not the most directly profitable sections of a company. Until or unless something pays off, they are usually a drain on resources.
For the record, I would love for some new energy technology to be created. However, it has to be (a) proven, (b) scalable (you keep ignoring that, don't you?), (c) affordable and (d) available 24x7 because things need to run when it's dark outside. If the technology doesn't meet those criteria, then it's worthless.
One other thing: you people who tout electric cars have really got to figure out where all that electricity is going to come from to charge the batteries, because I really want to know. Maybe from the unicorns that Obama will give us all, but I'm not really counting on that. Besides, unicorns taste like chicken.
Link via the Instamonster.
Sure, most people get 15 minutes, but this is me we're talking about. Anyway, it's time to break out the following quote based on this post from Dave In Texas:
Physics Geek: The new pool ranking's here! The new pool ranking's here!
Dave In Texas: Boy, I wish I could get that excited about nothing.
Physics Geek: Nothing? Are you kidding? First Place - Geek, Physics! I'm somebody now! Millions of people look at this blog every day! This is the kind of spontaneous publicity - your name on Ace of Spaces HQ - that makes people. I'm on Ace of Spaces HQ! Things are going to start happening to me now.
Of course, Dave did throw a little cold water on my soon to be short-lived fame by mentioning the aliens who are sure to take me first. On the other hand, anal probe and all, so WIN!!!!
Recently, at work, I was given the option of a laptop or a desktop. Since the desktop came with a 21" monitor, I opted for the desktop, notwithstanding that "management's preferred option is the laptop". I cited the reduced strain on my eyes and management said, "Okley-dokley." Anyway, a couple of weeks later, my boss mentioned that laptop users were now being given the option of having a 21" in addtion to the built-in on the laptop. Of course I said yes.
The cool thing about newer laptops is the ability to have multiple monitors. However, I found it quite maddening to try and keep track of what was open on each monitor. Invariably, I'd tab through my open applications to the one that I wanted it and said application would be on the other monitor, at which point I'd drag it over to where I wanted it to be. And then I'd promptly forget about it until I attempted to use the program again.
Never fear, though: someone has fixed my problem for me. I give you Oscar's Multi-Monitor taskbar. Excerpt:
Normal Windows XP or Vista:
All windows are displayed on the primary monitors taskbar regardless on which monitor they are opened.
With Multimon Taskbar:
Second Task bar is added to the extended monitor and it displays item from that monitor while primary taskbar displays items from the primary window...
- It adds second taskbar to the extended desktop on Monitor 2
- It can add third taskbar to the second Extended monitor if you have 3 monitors setup.
- It shows only applications from that Monitor
- It hides the applications on Monitor 2 and 3 from normal Windows Taskbar
- Adds a Move to Monitor button to windows applications (XP).
- Add Text Clipboard Extender
- Buttons to roll-right the taskbar (good for full screen Remote Desktop)
- Very carefully written, I don't want to crash my own desktop!
There is a pro version, which costs money and, to be frank, is a bit more robust. However, I've found the freeware version to be just fine. Also, there are some more features which I won't bother to discuss. You can find out about those features here.
"I prefer bazookas to burkas," and other sound reasons women should continue to take their clothes off.
Update: For those so inclined, I hear that the voluptuous Ms. Hazell appeared in September's issue of Playboy.
Psych has been renewed for a 4th season.
And my kidneys have decided to vacation on the French Riviera to recuperate from this past weekend's trip to the GABF. On the plus side, the ache in my feet has subsided and the foul emissions of methane (prompted by lots of cask conditioned ales plus lots and lots of greasy food) have been reduced to a point where coworkers in neighboring cubes have stopped clawing at their throats and faces.
Lots of pictures and commentary to post in the near future. To whet your appetite, or kill it as the case may be, I'll leave you with this shot of me. While I truly have a face for radio, I will offer the defense that I was sleep deprived and alcohol, well, whatever the opposite of deprived is. Picture below the fold, for those of you with strong stomachs.
Update: In case you're curious as to why the photos are in B&W, it's because of the FUBARed lighting in the Convention Center. I thought it was simply my cheap ass camera, but my friend has a much nicer camera and stuff still looked grotesquely yellow. Close pictures using a flash turned out okay, but anything using ambient light looked like a jaundice sufferer's hallucination.
And just to get you in the mood, here's one more photo:
Observant readers will have noticed the beer holder belt buckle on display in the image above. Yes, it looks like you're holding your beer with your junk, but that's only because you are.
A friend sent me the email link to today's Woot item, along with this comment:
Check out today's www.woot.com product description. sounds almost exactly like what I heard last night :)
And here is the image.
Alex, I'll take "Screwing the Taxpayers to Buy Votes" for $100 billion, please.
And, because this will go down the memory hole tomorrow, I'm lifting the entire product description, which seems appropriate:
Tom: From Belmont Park Racecourse, welcome to the second lap of the 2008 Sierra Mist/Pennzoil Xtreme Race for the Presidency. Two weeks ago, the candidates completed the swimsuit portion of the competition, and are now ready to take questions from the American people. From millions of questions posted on the Internet, there were only maybe two good ones. So we brought in a bunch of undecided voters to ask the same questions that were asked in the last debate, since they all missed it. We’ll start with a question for you, Senator Mac, from Paris London of Rome, Texas.
Paris London, voter: My question is about the economy. Oh my God, what the hell are we going to do? What the hell, man? Somebody, for God’s sake, do something!
Senator Mac: My friend, a lot of Americans are angry, confused, and fearful right now. I should know. I’m one of them. People are hurting, and not just those people who deserve it. Why, just the other day, I paid $6.99 for the very same buffet I used to pay $6.49 for. And that was the early bird special. It’s clear that something, anything, needs to be done, no matter how feckless or ineffectual. So I am instructing my subordinates to suspend my campaign until the next question in this debate. It’s time to get serious, my friends.
Senator Bam: While they’ve been living the high life on Wall Street, all the lowlifes are living on Main Street. Things have been positively 4th Street, but a nightmare on Elm Street. We’ve seen 221 Baker Street turn into 21 Jump Street. But look: the thing we have to do is cut the strings on these golden parachutes. I pledge to you that within two years, I will eliminate not only golden parachutes, but every color of parachute besides the red, white, and blue.
DeLonghi Multi-Position Ceramic Heater: I’ll provide convenient, safe space heating at a reasonable price. Also, all money will be given away free. I mean, we’re the government, right? We can always print more.
Tom: And for our next question, over there in section F, Brad Nair of Bald Mountain, Wyoming.
Brad Nair, voter: Hoo hoo hoo! Section F rules! All right! Listen, Senator Bam, I do a lot of funnycar racing, I run the electric in my house off a gasoline generator, and I drive my SUV from my front door to the garage where I keep my bigger SUV. So the high price of gasoline is really hitting me in the wallet. What are you going to do for me so I don’t have to change my own behavior in any way?
Senator Bam: We’ve got to end our dependence on foreign oil. Every dollar we send to Alberta, Saskatchewan, and other foreign powers gets turned against us in international amateur hockey competition. But look, it’s not going to happen overnight. That’s why we have got to invest in alternative energy sources right now, because we’ve got to recognize that the sun is not going to be there forever. We need to grab that solar power while we can.
DeLonghi Multi-Position Ceramic Heater: The greatest energy resource in America is right under our noses: electricity. I mean, come on: it just comes out of holes in the wall! You don’t need to mine anything or burn anything or whatever. And when it runs out, you just go flip the circuit breaker back. As an electrical appliance myself, let me come out and say that I’m a very strong supporter of electricity. If that makes me unpopular, so be it.
Senator Mac: My friends, let me tell you what my friends – not you guys in the audience, my other friends up here on stage – have really done beyond their fancy rhetoric and correct pronunciations of foreign words. Senator Bam voted 38 – no, 125 – no, 497 times to raise the price of gasoline. Approximately every four seconds, Senator Bam votes to raise the price of gasoline. There, he just did it again. And DeLonghi Multi-Position Ceramic Heater has a secret of his own: he’ll raise taxes on 119% of Americans by an average of 900%, and require each household to offer up two goats and three pecks of turnips. Don’t bother looking in his platform for this. It’s not in there. Fortunately, I overheard him talking about it in the men’s room.
Tom: The next question is to you, DeLonghi Multi-Position Ceramic Heater, and it comes from Dale Glenn of Glendale, California.
Dale Glenn, voter: How can you the American people trust any of the candidates given the varying positions you’ve all adopted over the years?
DeLonghi Multi-Position Ceramic Heater: Thank you for the question, Dale, and thanks for just being you. Dale, I’m proud of my ability to take multiple positions if the situation demands it, Dale. When the American people need a floor heater, I can be a floor heater. But Dale, in times of great crisis that can somehow be helped by me being a tower heater, well, I’m your man, too. Either way, Dale, I provide 1500 watts of radiant, room-filling heat. I don’t think any of the other candidates can say that, Dale.
Senator Mac: My friends, this one talks a good game. But when the time came to stand up for America, he voted for a budget festooned with goodies. And if there’s one thing I hate, it’s goodies. In my day, when we wanted a treat, we soaked a piece of stale bread in castor oil and sprinkled nutmeg on it, with a glass of beet juice on the side. If that was good enough for me, it’s good enough for America. And when I’m in the White House, it will be.
Senator Bam: I’ve never wavered in my commitment to the American people to remain fully committed to the American people. That’s the kind of commitment I’m committed to. But look: we don’t need more of the same policies we’ve seen these last eight years. Reality is not a Choose Your Own Adventure novel, where you can go back and see what would have happened if you’d investigated the sound coming from the crash-landed UFO instead of following the mysterious light into the woods. It’s time for a president with the judgment to choose the right adventure the first time.
Tom: Here’s another question from section F, on the subject of healthcare. Let’s hear from Heather Gray of Pantone, Louisiana.
Heather Gray, voter: I am currently spending all of my income on health insurance for myself and my eight cats. Do you have anything really petty and irrelevant to say about lowering health care costs?
Senator Bam: You’re right, health insurance is too expensive. But look: what I would do is, put your health records online.
Senator Mac: I’ve heard of this “online”, my friends, and it sounds like a great place to store your most confidential, personal information.
DeLonghi Multi-Position Ceramic Heater: I have to agree. Put everybody’s health records on the Internet. To those who object on the grounds of possible breaches of security and privacy, I’ll just say this: ever heard of a little thing called a password?
Tom: I’d like to ask the viewers at home to please, if you’re playing a drinking game, to stop drinking when you hear “my friend” or “but look”, for your own sake and that of your loved ones. Now we’ll turn to foreign affairs. Our next question comes from the Internet, and has to do with Pakistan. Is al-Qaeda up in ur mountns plannin ur massacres, or do all their base belong to Pakistan?
Senator Mac: Pakistan is a real problem, my friends. But the deal is, we have to pretend we like them or we won’t get invited to Bangladesh’s skating party. When it comes to bin Laden, I will stop at nothing to capture him. But if Pakistan asks, you didn’t hear that from me, OK?
Senator Bam: The fact of the reality of the matter is, Osama bin Laden is still out there somewhere. He’s not in Iraq, and he’s not here tonight, so that’s two places we can cross off our list. But look: every breath he takes, every move he makes, every bond he breaks, every step he takes, we’ll be watching him.
DeLonghi Multi-Position Ceramic Heater: I say we stomp him, and then we tattoo him, and then we hang him, and then we kill him.
Tom: The next question will again come from section F, from a Mr. Pladimir Vutin of Moscow, Idaho.
Pladimir Vutin, voter: Thank you in the name of the motherland. Candidates, the mighty Russian empire was bringing light to the darkness of Central Asia when America was just a bunch of naked beaver-trappers with malaria. How dare you lecture one of the most advanced civilizations on Earth about how to conduct her internal affairs?
Senator Bam: The problem was, Putin went down to Georgia, looking for a soul to steal. But look: he paid for it all with Granny’s caviar money. Russia’s laughing all the way to the bank, or wherever they keep their money in that messed-up country. So until we end our dependence on foreign caviar, Russia wins.
Senator Mac: Our friends in Georgia must know that they have friends in us, my friends. That is why I will always, always stand by those brave, brave Duke boys. They’re just good ol’ boys, never meaning no harm. And they’re fighting the system like a true modern-day Robin Hood.
DeLonghi Multi-Position Ceramic Heater: See, the reason the Russians are such jerks is simple: they’re cold. Send a couple hundred million of me over there and see if they don’t kinda let all that Georgia and Chechnya-type crap just kinda slide off their backs.
Tom: And our final question tonight also comes from the Internet, and it has something of a Zenlike quality: what do you not know that cannot be unknown, and when did you know it?
Senator Bam: I’m glad someone has finally asked that. But look: as I travel this nation seeking the votes of Americans, I’m constantly reminded that people need help. Right now, somebody out there has a flat tire. Somebody is trying to reach something on a high shelf, only to find that in America today, reaching high shelves is a right reserved only for the tall. Somebody else has just run out of brown sugar, and may be turning to a neighbor or a relative just to finish the recipe they started. I say, it’s government’s job to give these people a hand. This is the best of America at its worst. This is the highest point of our lowest moment. And it’s time for the beginning of the middle of the end. Thank you.
Senator Mac: Here’s what I know. My friends, our nation faces challenges the likes of which we’ve never seen. The recession. The fuel crisis. The gathering storm over Iran. And the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan. But with a leader like President Reagan, I’m confident that our nation will see its way through the 1980’s in better shape than ever. And if you, the good people of Arizona see fit to elect me Senator, I pledge to always fight for your interests, against the special interests. Not that you’re not special in your own way. You know what I’m saying. Thank you.
DeLonghi Multi-Position Ceramic Heater: Wait, what? What do I know – no, what do I not know? And what, now? I think I missed part of the question.
Tom: Thank you to the candidates, and to the horses of Belmont Park. Good night.
You know what's most bothersome? The fact that the ceramic heater makes more sense than either candidate right now.
Sure, I'm a KDE sort of a fellow, but lots of people love Ubuntu and its Gnome interface. Here's a quick How To Set Up Ubuntu on your computer tutorial. It's pretty short, so I won't excerpt anything from it. Just click on over, if you're so inclined.
BTW, I'm about to replace my PC's hard drive with something much larger than currently resides within my tower. However, the smallish hard drive will be ideal for installing some version of Linux; I'm leaning towards MEPIS 8.0, which looks pretty slick. The reason for two hard drives, rather than partitioning a single one is that I don't want a crash to wipe out two operating systems at the same time. And, if I'm feeling really adventurous, I'll add a third HD with the OS X (open source Mac clone) installed on it. Nothing like 3 operating systems to let the whole world know how freaking geeky you really are.
Well, I know that many of you are worried about our imminent slide into a socialist country. Think of the bright side: for those of us who have wanted to visit France, electing a Marxist makes things easier. By taxing and spending the ever living crap out of us, we'll become France. No need to buy expensive plane tickets.
Anyway, too many of you are obsessing over November 4. I will admit to having done so on occasion myself. However, November 1 & 2 are much more important days in that The Legend of the Seeker kicks off. Here are some more images for you to compare to the images you had already conjured up in your brain.
She's really starting to grow on me as Kahlan Amnell. Physically, I will admit to having thought of Jacqueline Collen. However, she's getting a little long in the tooth for this role. Not that I mind. She's still a total hottie.
This one is better suited to being a popup image. It's just so darned big.
My main email server is struggling right now. I cannot retrieve emails past September 19. Apparently, something is bogging the server down in the worst way. I will clean it off tonight, but in so doing, I'm likely to erase any emails that anyone has sent to me during the last month. In other words, don't take it personally. I really would like to respond to you, but I'm simply not able right now.
Yes, I have another email address that I could post here, but I'm not gonna do it. Wouldn't be prudent. Too many spambots, don't ya know.
If you have a certain wmv file that you want to convert to Flash Video (flv) format and upload to YouTube, you might check out this site, which allows you to convert between multiple video formats. Just an FYI.
Update: See below the fold, if YouTube hasn't pulled it yet.
Or maybe this site:
Well, this Thursday morning, around oh-shit thirty, I and 3 friends will drag ourselves to the airport, at which point we'll get lashed to the wings and dragged along at 37,000 feet to Denver.
Oh wait, I wasn't able to use frequent flyer miles. We paid cash this time, which means that we'll get to ride inside, which is nice.
I still don't know what geographic area of the Convention Center I will be assigned to, but you might be able to find me wandering around downtown Denver Thursday, Friday and Saturday. At least one of those days, probably Thursday, I'll be at Rock Bottom Brewery along the 16th Street Marketplace. I'll be easy to find, as I'll be wearing my Ace t-shirt or my Nuke the Moon t-shirt from IMAO. Probably the former, though, because I want to wear the nuke shirt around Boulder just to see how people respond.
Oh, and late Thursday night, we'll finish off the day with a Thai Pie washed down with some Fat Tire at Old Chicago's. We'll be easy to find, as we'll be the guys who haven't slept in 24 hours while drinking massive quantities of beer.
Come to think of it, we won't be that easy to find. The GABF brings lots of like minded individuals to Denver.
Update: Well, I know where we'll be now. From an email received about 30 seconds ago:
We have 1 ½ islands this year. The full island is a combination of Colorado, Utah, Wyoming, and Montana. ... Oh and we also have the Bull & Bush band in our area again.
The Bull & Bush group is a lot of fun. I'll make nice again with them to try and score some swag. Oh, and come Saturday evening, I'll have enough temporary beer tatoos on my face and arms that it'll look like I stepped out of a Ray Bradbury novel.
Sure, you've already seen this everywhere else. I'm simply filling the gap by placing it here on this blog as well.
If you had purchased $1,000 of shares in Delta Airlines one year ago, you will have $49.00 today. If you had purchased $1,000 of shares in AIG one year ago, you will have $33.00 today. If you had purchased $1,000 of shares in Lehman Brothers one year ago, you will have $0.00 today. But, if you had purchased $1,000 worth of beer one year ago, drank all the beer, then turned in the aluminum cans for recycling refund, you will have received $214.00. Based on the above, the best current investment plan is to drink heavily & recycle.
It is called the 401-Keg.
A recent study found that the average American walks about 900 miles a year. Another study found that Americans drink, on average, 22 gallons of alcohol a year. That means that, on average, Americans get about 41 miles to the gallon!
Makes you proud to be an American!
Watching Pittsburgh manhandle Jacksonville in the first half, while managing to gain only a 6 point advantage, I remembered many other Steelers' games that looked like this. Pittsburgh more than dominated, but failed to capitalize, keeping the Jaguars one touchdown and an extra point away from victory. Just now, Jacksonville scored and took the lead. If you're Steelers' fan (I'm not), this should look eerily familiar.
In other NFL news, Miami one their second game in a row. And the Cardinals are in first place. The end times must surely be nigh.
Back in 184, Joe Piscopo has a comedy special on HBO. There were pretty funny skits: one where he did an "HBO Sports" special, with Eddy Murphy as Carl Lewis; one where he spoofed the Thriller video as the Nutty Professor; and one in which he played the lead singer of the Deltones, who had a gig singing to a mob boss. I mentioned it to my a friend today; he had never seen it. Anyhoo, I headed over to YouTube, and darned if they didn't have the video up. Jim Treacher once remarked on one of his blogs (not the Puce, because that would have been unreadable) that "YouTube is going to destroy this country and I don't care". I happen to agree with him.
Update: Well, well, what have we here? The other two videos that I just mentioned.
Ah, life is good. Really, really good.
So Huckleberry Hound and Yogi Bear (Hey, Boo Boo, what's in that pick-a-nick basket?) turned 50 on October 2. While I'm not old enough to remember when the show actually first aired, I remember vividly watching as a small child. I've recently introduced my children to those characters, courtesy of the Boomerang Channel.
Here's one that you might remember: Where's Huddles? I enjoyed both the comic book and the cartoon. One episode, if 38 year memory serves, involved Huddles building a swimming pool in his backyard. His neighbor mentioned that he had a "5 figure check", which made the pool digging guy quite happy. Until, that is, he discovered that 2 of those figures were to the right of the decimal point.
I know what you're thinking right now: what the heck is wrong with you, and why do you remember crap like this?
In response, I'll point to the back of the exceedingly long line of other curious people. Much like sitting on Santa's lap, you'll just have to wait your turn to find out.
Okay, once more into the political breach. I did watch the veep debate last night, while simultaneously following threads on 3-5 blogs; my wife called me an absolute dork. Anyway, I thought that Palin did well. There were times when she was out of her depth on subjects (not surprising, she's been on the national stage for about 5 weeks), but she managed to swerve into similar experience earned in her capacity as mayor and governor. Biden also did okay, but I think, at times, he forgot about the split screen when Gov. Palin was speaking. Gore lost the election when people all over the country saw him sighing and making upset faces whenever Bush spoke during their first debate. However, one downside for Joe was that he lied. A lot. Shamelessly and repeatedly, as if by sheer repetition he could make his statements more true. I'm a political junkie, so I noticed 8-10 of Senator Biden's prevarications right when he said them. I realize that debaters will, at times, stretch the truth in ways that serve their purpose, but I did not know that being able to spout complete bullshit was allowed, or that said spouting would be considered a net positive. Jonah has a pretty good analysis of this:
What struck me the most about the debate – and it probably helped having quintessential Obamaphiles in the room – was how Biden’s “gravitas” is derived almost entirely from the fact that he can lie with absolute passion and conviction. He just plain made stuff up tonight. I read a long list tonight in my debate with Beinart here at Wash U, we can visit the details tomorrow.
Just a few: Flatly asserting that Obama never said he’d meet with Achmenijad; that absolute nonsense about spending more in a month in Iraq than we’ve spent in Afghanistan (“let me say it again,” he said as if he was hammering home a real fact); the bit about McCain voting with Obama on raising taxes; his vote in favor of the war etc.
It’s amazing how the impulse to see Biden as the more qualified and serious guy stems almost entirely from his ability to be a convincing b.s. artist. I’m not saying Palin was always honest or unrehearsed, but when she offers up a catchphrase or a talking point, you can tell. When Biden spews up a warm fog of deceitful gassbaggery the response seems to be “what a great grasp of the issues he has!”
His ability, nay his eagerness, to fake not only the “facts” but his sincerity is so shameless many pundits seem either mesmerized by it or scared to call him on it. I’d call his fakery passive aggressive except it’s actually just aggressive aggressive. Beyond being a tool of trial lawyers, I never saw much similarity between Biden and John Edwards, but tonight I was really struck by how alike the two are. Edwards fakes being an everyman, and Biden does too. But his real fraud is intellectual seriousness. He talks like an intellectually mature person, but that’s all it is – talk.
Update: More from Jonah:
And, again, I never said that Palin was pure. My point is that Biden showed himself to an exceptionally facile liar. He makes stuff up with great passion, conviction and seeming command of the substance. So it just bugs me when people say he's better on the substance. I could be a great physicist if I'm not held to a requirement to be factually correct;
"Well, Gwen, that's an interesting question. As we all know the hamster spinning at the earth's core runs in a counter-clockwise direction. Let me repeat that so everyone understands. That hamster does not run in a clockwise direction, that would be madness. It's counter clockwise. That's why our lakes and rivers don't simply turn into a fine mist, and why our atmosphere doesn't simply spontaneously combust. This is something that my dear friend John McCain just doesn't understand. And it saddens me."
I posted this in the comments over at Wachel's site, but I, being a narcissistic asshole, decided to post it here as well.
Ifill: Good evening, America. Tonight is the Vice Presidential debate between the charismatic, experienced, intelligent Senator, Mr. Everyman himself, Joe Biden, and his slow-witted opponent, the former mayor of Wasilla. Now let’s begin
Question #1: Senator Biden-can I call you Joe?-, please tell us about how much you love your family and how it pains you to have to leave them for hours every day, riding Amtrak in to DC to do work on behalf of the American people.
Joe Biden: Snakes! Get ‘em off me!
Iffil: Thank you, Joe. Now, former mayor Palin, please explain to everyone why a bubble-headed former beauty pageant runner-up like yourself should even be included in this debate? Please, no mention of “I was asked to be on the ticket” because you’ll only embarrass yourself.
Gov. Palin: Gwen, I’d first like to say that maybe someone should help Senator Biden.
::Biden beating his head on the podium::
And next, I’d like to–
Ifill: Time’s up. Onto the next question.
Gov. Palin: I thought that I’d be allowed to respond?
Ifill: HAHAHAHAHA! You thought?! You’re killing me! HAHAHA! ::sniffs, wipes away tears:: Anyway, Senator Biden, please tell us why you graciously allowed to share the stage with this killer of polar bears.
Biden: ::whipping out his junk and shaking it at the camera:: Look! I can go pee-pee like a big boy now.
::proceeds to urinate on stage::
Gov. Palin: Ms. Ifill, isn’t this a bit inappropriate?
Ifill: No one cares about your prudish, Puritanical ideas. Now go back to blaming rape victims, or raping them yourself, or whatever you do when your husband isn’t incestuously breeding with your gap-toothed offspring.
::another 45-50 minutes or so of this::
Ifill: Now, one final questions for our next Vice President and the stupid bimbo who shares the stage with him. Please tell us, in your own words, why you would make a good Vice President. Sarah, go first.
Gov. Palin: Gwen, I’d first like to point out that I’m really worried about Senator Biden.
::points at Biden, who has just set his hair on fire ::
And I’d like to say that as your Vice President I will-
Ifill: HAHAHAHA! You actually think you can win?! Bitch please! Oh my, but that’s funny. Senator Biden, I’ll give you the last word.
Biden: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! ::running naked around the stage::
Ifill: Thank you, Senator Biden. And thank you, America.
Chris Matthews: I think that Senator Biden really touched a chord deep within the American people tonight, showing that he was really one of us. Sarah showed that, pretty as she is, she really isn’t ready for primetime. Keith?
Keith Olbermann: I’d just like to say that I touched myself when Biden ran naked around the stage. And I know that everyone in America was doing the same. Let’s just call off the election right now.
Ahh well, it should be an interesting spectacle. It reminds of this old joke about who gets to leave in the lifeboats. The first man is asked how many Titanic passengers survived. The second is asked how many drowned. The third is asked to name them. I kind of think that that is how the debate will go.
Everyone who plays computer games has, at one time or another, seen a game and thought, gee that looks cool, and then installed it on his/her PC, only to be disappointed when the game wouldn't easily travel with you.
Okay, that second point was more important before laptops became so ubiquitous, but it's still -somewhat- valid. Anyway.
Now, though, you can carry a Live DVD of Linux games. All you need to do is carry the DVD with you, pop it in the drive, boot up your computer and off you go. Sounds like a great deal to me. Excerpt:
lg-live is a live Linux DVD pre-installed with some of the top linux games out there. You just boot from your dvd, select your game and start playing. As simple as that.
Minimum requirements for the games to run:
- AMD 1800+
- 512MB ram
- ATI Radeon 8500 (NVIDIA GeForce3)
The liveDVD itself is based on ArchLinux and comes pre-loaded with 13 popular Linux games, and more are planned for future release. Some of the games currently available are:
Astromenace is a brilliant 3d scroll-shooter allowing you to feel the adrenalin rush of a fierce space battle against relentless swarms of alien invaders. Immerse into a decisive battle against tons of cunning foes, face the terrifying bosses and protect your homeland throughout 15 diverse levels of the game. The hardcore gameplay of AstroMenace, packed with pure non-stop action, will become a full scale test for your basic instinct of survival.
Battle Tanks is a funny battle on your desk, where you can choose one of three vehicles and eliminate your enemy using the whole arsenal of weapons. It has original cartoon-like graphics and cool music, it’s fun and dynamic, it has several network modes for deathmatch and cooperative — what else is needed to have fun with your friends? And all is packed and ready for you in “Battle Tanks”.
Glest is a real time strategy game which is freely available. The game is settled in an ancien
There's a lot more. Check it out if you're so inclined.