DC contributed to Kind Of About Superheroes Week! And I got some very nice presents and had generally a fantastic day thanks to my housemates.
I have, at least, more and better friends than Batman.
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Happy birthday© to me
Canonically (according to the Year One miniseries), Bruce Wayne was twenty-five when he first began operating as Batman.
Oh well.
A DRM Story
“How is that a number?” asks Val, squinting at it. “There are letters in the middle of it.”
“Huh?”
“The fourth digit is an F, tenth one is a D, thirteenth is an E…”
“I don’t know, must be a computer… something.” Glick shrugs. “Look, it starts with an oh-nine… then another nine after the F. And before the D. Hey, maybe it’s like that thing from Lost?“
“The Lost numbers didn’t have an 11. Or an 02.” Val turns the monitor toward him. “See, the third and fourth pairs.”
“Maybe some of that Nine Inch Nails stuff, then. Gimme a pencil. 74, a 3 after the E… 5B…”
“I’ll read them off, you write. D8, forty-one, fifty-six. C5. Isn’t that like a kind of bomb?”
“I bet it’s a substitution code!” says Glick excitedly. “Like, next, 63 would be… uh, FC…”
Val scrunches his nose. “But then what about the C0 at the end? There’s no zeroth letter.”
“No, and the part before would have been EFHH anyway.” Glick looks glum. “I was never any good at these things.”
Val chuckles. “Leave it to the kids, man.”
“Yeah,” sighs Glick, “they left us behind a long time ago.”
NOOOO
They killed Tha H-Dog! THOSE BASTARDS
Not that I didn’t see it coming, and it’s not like they could have retired him. Also Herbert Kornfeld was a fairly weak one-note character who’s been running for like fifteen years. But still! They killed off Zweibel, by far the best columnist, back in 2000 (though he’s popped up a few times since) and now Kornfeld. Who’s next? Rawlings? Teasdale? Please let it be Teasdale.
Hey, Jon, seriously, this year we have to have a Zweibelmas party.
Thus begins… KIND OF ABOUT SUPERHEROES WEEK on ANACRUSIS
Idiotcams now completely redone, with occasional director’s commentary. I believe that just about doubled the size of my Flickr stream. It’s interesting to watch the annual picture count through the years: 39 in 2001, 89 in 2002, peaking at 115 in 2003, then suddenly dropping to 16 in 2004, 7 in 2005, 6 in 2006, and only two so far this year.
Is there anybody pretending to be in love with Scarlett Johansson who is not, in point of fact, still in love with Charlotte from Lost in Translation? With the girl in the white jacket with the clear umbrella? In love with Sofia Coppola’s vulnerable little other-self in the pink wig with her head on your shoulder who is maybe going to get a zit under the corner of her mouth? Because if so: you’re doing it wrong.
Or with the Air song, or with this song “Too Young” by Phoenix that’s only in it for like five seconds.
All the old blogs have been moved over to WordPress. People who blog or used to blog here: I’ll email you later with instructions and logins and stuff. When I find the strength. The Dispatch is a work in progress, as WP has no provision for importing comments except from other WP blogs, so I’m doing it manually. I didn’t realize it had this much content.
I’ve also uploaded the Idiotcams, all 278 of them, to Flickr. Now I just get to go through and retitle and retag every… one… of them.
I really miss NewsBruiser.
Brenna
The animal turned one year old on Tuesday; there was a party with cake and everything, which I got to attend via webcam. We live in the future.
Wednesday night (or Thursday morning) I was too exhausted to write another story for the Anacrusis queue, so Maria wrote one for me. You probably cannot guess what it is about.
Once there was the puppiest chomper in all the land. She woke up in
her chompy bed scratching her chompy head. Today was an especially chompy day.She climbed into all the windows and looked out. She took all the
socks from the hamper and hid them. She sniffed.Something was off.
The chomper followed Person to the car. They went adventuring!
Person bought a large box.They got home. All of the chomper’s friends sang songs to her and
gave her stuff and there was a cake with her name on it!It was the chompiest. She went to sleep.
Hbleagh.
Okay, the highest-volume blogs are up, all content and categories and whatnot included. They also, regrettably, all look like WordPress blogs. I’ll fix that after I spend tomorrow importing the lower-volume ones.
With the exception of the calendar, category and random-entry pages, all the old links to everything SHOULD be working, so please let me know if you find stuff that isn’t. I’m tired. It’s almost 5 am here.
But there will be an Anacrusis later today.