I had the awesomest idea ever for a card/board game, but it’s kind of already taken. Bah! I guess I’ll just have to sell it via covert deals in alleyways, to avoid copyright suits. As usual.
Category: Connections
Road Trip Legacy
Thanks to California, my World66 state map makes it appear as if I just started in the midwest and tried to explore as far as I could in each cardinal direction. I’m kind of surprised I’ve been to as many northeastern states as I have, and so few southern ones.
Post Road Trip Day Something
I cleaned a lot of plates in Berkeley, pumped a lot of pain in the EFF offices. But I never saw the good side of the city… until I played Illuminati with Leonard, Seth and Zack while Sumana danced to songs about shell accounts.
Actually I saw several very neat sides of the city, including BART (which beats the tar out of TARC, I’m afraid, leaving it with one measly C) and Salon Central. I missed out on the party at City Hall, but I sure heard a lot about it. The weather was gorgeous, and I made new friends (Jacob from Alaska is three, and he and I played hide-and-seek from O’Hare to Louisville).
Recent excursions into Powellian hyperbole notwithstanding, I had a freaking great time in California, thanks entirely to my kind and generous hosts. Even though I’ve been up for about 30 hours trying to grab the tail end of all the work I missed, I don’t regret a thing, and I can’t wait to go back. Maria and I spent a good chunk of yesterday (when I should have been, um, grabbing the aforementioned work-tail) making the first real arrangements for this summer’s Calicomicon journey. The Five Lords of the Texas Eagle will sow terror and reap, um, comic books!
Road Trip Day 6
Picked up one of Leonard’s dozens of backup clone-bodies in Sin City, so the parity of Leonard:Brendan was restored to full efficiency. We attempted to employ a magnet-gun scheme to make millions at the roulette table, but were defeated when they wouldn’t accept our bets in Berendes Bucks.
We thoroughly rocked Bakersfield, as assisted by Leonard’s mom Frances Whitney, Three-Time Champion of the World. Yesterday, we limped at last into San Fran, Destination City, where I had dinner with a conspiracy of interwebbian luminaries whose URLs I don’t have time to look up right now. Fortunately, I managed to pick the hay out of my teeth before my beef ‘n’ rice ‘n’ plantains arrived.
Today, maybe Berkeley, certainly Salon, then dinner and who knows what.
So I’m gonna have to jump!
</mystery>
Leonard just called to tell me he’s leaving Little Rock for Louisville, putting him at my apartment some time late tonight. When he leaves on the next leg of his road trip back to San Francisco, I’ll be riding with him, skipping out of work and school for a week to hit Far Points West and fly home a week from today.
As linked in the link above (metalinked?), Leonard has titled this expedition “As Long As I’m Here,” but for me personally it’s Captain Spacedork’s “Conquer the Rest of America” Adventure (I was going to make it “Actually Goes West of the Mississippi,” but then I’d just be lying). I get to meet several luminaries from the NewsBruiser User Galaxy of Stars, including Sumana the Cogent, Frances the Bold, and even the famous Atticus Matkin. I also get to do some recon work in anticipation of my return trip this summer.
I’m really looking forward to the trip, and I’m glad Leonard extended me the invitation, especially in light of the fact that he’s still going to have to do all the driving. I’m sure we’ll both be updating from the road when we can. And Mom, don’t worry, I’m packing all clean underpants.
Sometimes I just can’t bring myself to finish
Post: Attack of the okay, you get it already.
Here’s the obvious “It’s Alive” pun.
And in his absence, Jon Morris only got better. Envy, hate, joy, cetera smmfm smfm leopold.
I should also mention that Jeremy is now one of a grand total of three webcomics I know of with an RSS feed.
Wikipedia has an interesting list of List of people known as The Great, or similar. There is a distinct lack of people named “The Mighty,” however. Since it is a wiki, I’m tempted to just open up the page and put myself and all my friends on it (“Jon the Fierce,” “Maria the Quotable,” “Yale the Cranky”), but I’m too moral (“Brendan the Moral?”). Wow, the wiki model really does work!
(Link via FTrain.)
You know, etymologically, “sophistication” isn’t really a great thing to have.
Another random word-root thought: I always imagine the action of depending on someone or something to be a kind of leaning on a support, but literally, it means “to hang from.”
Did you know that Hunter S. Thompson was born in Louisville? That explains a lot. (I will now neglect to explain what that explains.)