With evidence of Sigurdur Petursson’s long-lost brother.
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And Google claims they don’t do regular expressions
The first result is interesting, but the rest are pretty tired.
I didn’t actually mean to try this
Predictably, LiveJournal’s comment spellchecker recognizes neither “blog” nor “LiveJournal.”
Another Softer World update: they share a message board with Dinosaur Comics, if you’re part of that cult. Apparently Justin Pierce, who makes the excellent Killroy and Tina, is a regular. The secret connection? Together, the four creators of those three comics are at least half of Canadia!
Somebody stop me!
I’m a link machine!
I have indirectly rediscovered A Softer World, which I originally found and enjoyed in the pages of the one comped issue of NFG that I got from Zack’s roommate when I was in California. It was raining at the time. Fortunately, I had a hat.
But! The comic! Is really good. I’m probably going to read the entire archive today, although I don’t know how much quantity exists, since the magazine comics I read (presumably written and drawn in January) did not list a website, and the new ones do. Hopefully they’re all up there. ASW seems designed to appeal directly to me–it’s a three-panel comic built with tightly-zoomed candid photography, lower-case text in odd arrangements, and the kind of dark gray whimsy that I’d love to consistently capture in Anacrusis. I am very glad to be aware of its interweb existence.
Update 1252 hrs: They are all on the site, except the ones they sold to NFG–those were selected from a span of March to July 2003. These strips are painfully good; worse, they started out that way. If I wasn’t enjoying them so much I’d be gnawing my thumb with jealousy.
Spider-Man 2 is out today! David Koepp didn’t write it, and Michael Chabon did! Life is considerably better than it was five minutes ago, before I learned that.
I loathe David Koepp, in case I haven’t made that sufficiently clear before. He’s written screenplays that adapted three of the icons of my childhood–The Shadow, Mission: Impossible, and the aforementioned Spider-Man–and all of them were pretentious, humorless, cliché-ridden claptrap. I haven’t read Michael Chabon yet, but he won a Pulitzer for writing about comic-book creators; I strongly believe this is a better qualification than, say, Snake Eyes.
As of this week I’m doing major, whole-process Quality Assurance at work. I’m doing fine so far, although there’s a lot of work to do; I’m also getting paid, oh, probably a third of what the other people in QA make. I’ve never received a raise since I started here as a flunky last summer, even though back then my job was “generate simple reports in Access” and now it’s “fix real bugs and test entire processes.” When I get all this testing done–hopefully by next Monday–I’m going to ask for one.
Ever since the (pretty good) PC speakers which came with my computer started misbehaving to death about two and a half years ago, I’ve been dealing with a nonincreasingly satisfying series of compromises on audio: first, spotty PC speakers; then my dad’s old ancient RCA stereo receiver and its equally-ancient-but-durable monolith speakers; then some bookshelf speakers (kindly lent me by Maria) with the same receiver, which has now begun its own gentle decline into inevitable doom.
Today that same Maria finally compelled me to do what I’ve wanted to do forever, which is buy a freaking decent pair of PC speakers that will sound good and last. I picked them up at Circuit City and installed them just now; only 2.1, but they’re Altec Lansing and THX and I can probably add them into any surround system I eventually build.
Really, really nice speakers. Really, really nice to be able to hear both sides of music again.