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Got the first search referral for “thinspiration” today. That story is currently the #113 Google result for it. Think I’ll get any mail?
I’m not sure whether it counts as irony that I only realized this morning that “Me and Mia,” one of my favorite songs ever, is about, um, ana and mia. Ted Leo should enunciate better, and I should listen harder. It’s a vicious song.
Oh man somebody made a good web-based public social tagging personal library catalog that interfaces with Amazon AND the Library of Congress. Man! I’m not going to get anything done today.
In other news to make my friends geek out, LEGO has released software that will let you build your own virtual models and then buy exactly the pieces you need to make them in real life. Brilliantly obvious. The software is free, but disappointingly closed-source, and only for Mac and “PC” (by which they mean Windows). Opening that shit up could generate a pretty incredible building-hacking community.
It occurred to me yesterday that my 2003 entry about an imaginary Magic Eye summarizes my feelings on modern artistic and literary criticism, in both positive and negative ways.
Everything it doesn’t summarize, of course, is ably expressed by Modern Humor Authority.
Everyone’s a-tizzy about the controller for Nintendo’s next console. By “everyone” I mean “all my friends are nerds.” In case the article I linked is still down, allow me to summarize for you:
The general reaction is positive. It’s new and different! It’s not the ten thousandth attempt to recreate the Dual Shock! You move the whole controller to move things on screen! (Yes, lovely, and check out the front end. That’s an IR panel. Want to know what happens when you point it straight down?)
My reaction is not positive, and this morning I remembered why: I am one of a rarefied set of humans who have actually played a video game with a remote before. That’s right. There was, for some time, in my living room, a Philips CD-i. I tried to swing a katana with it. I directed a claymation man through an Egyptian sewer. And, though I’m not ungrateful to Bruce for letting us play his video games, the fact of the matter is that its user experience
STOP READING HERE, MOM
sucked a dog’s penis.
Metaphorically.
You didn’t stop reading, did you, Mom? Sorry.