An animator, video producer, Lego artist, and author—I am moderately skilled at a lot of different things.
It was killed after Tower 2 fell on top of its flooded New Orleans home, where it was recovering after returning from its third tour in Iraq, having been wounded by friendly fire. The cat was in stable condition until it was transferred to Walter Reed Medical Center and given a childs toy to play with tainted with lead-based paint and melamine.
The family asks that donations be sent to AIG, Bear Stearns and Chrysler.
from Yahoo!
I’ve been looking for the out-of-print version of Conker’s Bad Fur Day for the Xbox, but as the game is three years old and under a different name, I couldn’t remember whether Conker: Live and Reloaded was the same as the original for the N64. And so I went to the definitive guide for video game information:
UPDATE: Oh bleep. Apparently the Xbox version is heavily censored. I would rant on about how this undermines the Conker character, but I’m sure that ground was already covered when the game was originally released. Still, cr*p.
What emoticon do I use when talking about something delicious? Let’s see…
“Creme brulee with a frosted Krispy Kreme donut on top”
:9
Problem solved.
As a huge fan of Gorillaz (and medium-ish fan of Tank Girl), I was disappointed that the first news I heard about Jamie Hewlett’s upcoming series Phoo Action was that the BBC was canceling it.
RIP brit-goofiness.
I’d written before about the man who died and left his wife with a garage full of boxes of Mac junk he had collected over the years. I like collecting this old, hard-to-find memorabilia, and found myself the owner of three more boxes of old Mac parts my friends had dropped off, after helping the departed’s wife clear his junk out of their house (evidently she wasn’t as sentimental). I think it’s a cute hobby, getting hardware and software twenty years past its prime humming again, even trying to get it to work with modern computers, like waking up a cryogenically frozen time traveler to the distant and bewildering future after the year 2001.
But there’s a point where all this collecting becomes pathological, and I felt a little sad digging through the deceased’s box of various manuals and peripherals. Well, not the peripherals themselves; they were long gone — I was looking at just their boxes. A box of boxes. Each one neatly preserved, flattened in a display of efficiency and economy of space, oblivious to the sad fact that these things weren’t worth keeping in the first place. What would drive a person to save just the boxes? I thought, fighting back the awareness of the various LEGO boxes squirreled away in the nooks of my apartment.
It seemed to me an inability to separate priceless from worthless; should one ever need to know the uplink speed, the version number, or how to reset some archaic device’s password, that data would be neatly shelved away, on the off-chance that scrap of cardboard would one day become invaluable.
Rather than learn what information was important about each device, and in the process separate the signal from the noise, the pack rat simply files it all away: dictated, not read. I believe this is the behavior of a person who prefers to catalog their experiences, rather than allow the ephemera of life to pass through them, and in that way they’re really cataloging their life rather than experiencing it.
Getting these boxes made me take a long look at myself, and raised some difficult questions. Questions like why do I have five modems when I don’t have a phone line? How many SE/30s is enough? And more importantly: how do I get rid of this stuff? And which of these things should I keep?
Unix gets a bad rap for having an abundance of many needless flavors when — since they all use the same OS — most of the time you’re getting a choice of vanilla, french vanilla, and fat-free vanilla.
But worse than that is the proliferation of more varieties of content management systems then there has any reason to be. Why should I feel limited to just Drupal or Joomla, when there’s tons of suck to go around? If you’re building a new website and would much rather learn some other programmer’s (or worse, a committee of programmers) byzantine system of content management, visit http://www.cmsmatrix.org to view this utterly baffling plethora.
It’s been my experience that content management systems are each their own special flavor of bad, in particular because they all seem to do a lot of things except the one thing you absolutely need them to do.
As a programmer, I find it a little backwards that I learned PHP and MySQL so I can create my own applications, but with a CMS I am not using those skills — instead I spend most of my time figuring out someone else’s idea of how to build applications and trying to see if what they wrote will work for me.
Awhile ago, CMS Report did a comparison of Joomla vs. Drupal, and as a survivor of building websites with Joomla, I was interested to hear whether there was anything good to say about it.
Drupal fails on such elements as Shopping Carts, Event Calendars, Document Management, and Themes. The majority of these items are functions or features which are considered lacking in the Drupal CMS. Regarding the other CMS, Joomla fails to deliver in such elements as user permission, content management, multi-site management, and standard’s compliance. Joomla fails in elements that are more architecture centric.
Let me go over that again: Joomla fails at content management. For a content management system, that’s pretty bad.
I wish I had the patience to lay it all out like this nerd has. There are too many similarities in the way I deal with people, work or life listed in this article to quote, but this one seems apt for what I’ve affectionately been told:
Nerds are fucking funny. Your nerd spent a lot of his younger life being an outcast because of his strange affinity with the computer. This created a basic bitterness in his psyche that is the foundation for his humor. Now, combine this basic distrust of everything with your nerd’s other natural talents and you’ll realize that he sees humor is another game.
Read more on The Nerd Handbook. While we’re on the subject of bitterness and distrust, might I invite you to help the planet by helping yourself?
I read and re-read the list of ingredients on a container of Ralphs’ Banana Nut Bread. The one conspicuously absent ingredient? Bananas.
Saving the earth is important, but no one said you have to go broke doing it. Here are some tips for what multinational corporations, energy conglomerates and oil barons can do to save the planet… all while lining their own pockets.
This is my NINTH episode, bringing the total length of the series to nearly SIX WHOLE MINUTES(!).