John Scalzi has some funny stuff about Hitler and Pluto up at Subterranean Online, which I didn’t know existed. Via Leonard.
Month: May 2007
I think Miles had that beard when he was in high school. You suck, Miles
Hey, look at that! Miles, one of my Todd Six kids, is doing a Park Ranger internship at Yellowstone this summer, and he’s got a sharp five-letter domain name at which to chronicle it. Welcome to the five-letter brotherhood, Miles. Kevan and I will be flying in to haze you shortly.
Rhymes that, were I in politics, would quickly become capital offenses
- “life” and “wife”
- “girl” and “world,” look that is NOT EVEN A REAL RHYME
- “sky” and “high”
- “frown” and “upside-down”
While Veronica rides the bubble
When you make a show about kids in high school, you are making a show about people who are almost always more clever, brave, and resourceful than any adult, but who are surrounded by authority that limits them, ostensibly in their best interest: teachers, parents, prurient laws and condescension. You are making a show about the struggle against that authority. You are making a show about the agency of disenfranchised people.
And that’s why it’s so hard, and maybe impossible, to make the leap to college–the conflict is gone. Despite some nice moments, Veronica Mars hasn’t handled it well, and my understanding is that Buffy couldn’t either. Let’s not get into Dawson’s Creek. Even Six Feet Under had to keep Claire off campus except for (apparently) one class. And this is the same logic that started killing Scrubs: once JD, Turk and Elliot became residents and gained some authority of their own, the show began drifting from drama-with-jokes-in toward straight comedy.
I’m afraid for the last Harry Potter book, if he really doesn’t go back to Hogwarts.
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.
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.