I’m not sure whether this is real or myth. Titanium Studios supposedly has ported the original Quake to the Dreamcast.

Bloggers turn up when you least suspect it.

Kelli is another person from Florence, Alabama, and she runs a wonderfully-designed electric-blue blog:
New Wave Shudder to Think.

After I read the Epinions reviews of Titan AE, I steeled myself to be underwhelmed this afternoon.

Frankly, I have no idea what those Epinions people really wanted out of this movie. It’s a cartoon, people! It’s made for kids! Of course, being a kid, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Sure, the science was dreamed up by a high-school dropout, and the plot is run-of-the-mill sci-fi “exiles from Earth — must find home” fodder, but it is truly worth five bucks for an hour-and-a-half. I’d pay that much just to see really neato graphics; the rest was extra.

Matt Rossi called my ex a harridan, over on Fire bad, weblogs good! He also did a nice review of the site. At least, I think “delightful neuropeptide broth” is a compliment.

Of course, being an illiterate heathen, I can’t remember what harridan meant. Here’s the definition.

Brad is selling his wisdom teeth.
This is why God invented the Web.

CornCam. Now you too can watch corn grow, from the privacy of your own computer.

For many years, I have worked in the IT industry. Much of that was
low-level tech support.

I will reveal unto you the secret ways of dealing with Tech Support.

1. Get a notepad and pencil.

2. Do all the things the techs always want you to do first, such as:
   reboot the computer, empty the recycle bin, run scandisk, run defrag, run
   your antivirus program. Write all this stuff down.

3. Call tech support.

Melanie wants to be an actor. [Actor? Actress? Is there something wrong with the term “Actress”? Did I wake up in a parallel dimension?]

As much as I loathe Hollywood, I must admit I admire anyone with the stamina to continue trying, day after day, to become gainfully employed in the film industry.

Good luck, Melle.

Well, this is something else that no one but me will care about or appreciate, so I figured I’d blog it too.

I Absolutely adore cheap, knock-off toys, especially robots and the ilk…. As is evidenced by my collection of robots, which number quite a few, due mostly to the ready availablility of Cool Spawn and Gundam robots, my robot addiction + Ebay, and due in part to the plentiful nature of cheap gundam etc knock-offs at places like “Big Lots” and “Dollar General” stores.
When my friends Hannah and Brad recently went to the UK for their Honeymoon, they were nice enough to bring me back some wonderful little items, which only someone such as myself and The Maroneys can truly appreciate.

Something really funny that happened today.

I was driving along Woodward ave. (a 4-lane road), and I was coming upon a stoplight (Which was at an intersection of another 4-lane road running perpendicular. The light was green) about 40 feet in front of me. I was preparing to continue my way happily through when I noticed, in the lane beside mine (there were no other cars about) up by the stoplight, was a pickup truck, with its brakelights on, stopped akimbo in the intersection. And a large dust cloud was escaping it, further into the intersection. Now, I’m not one to gawk, and I hate those people who stop to stare at things in the road, so I took a haphazard glance out the passenger side window as I drove past the pickup…..
And what I saw, making the dust, was a pull-behind trailer full of lumber racing along of its own accord, past the intersection, and into the corner Texaco, where it, in the exact 3 seconds I happened to be staring at it, collided with a big stupid SUV attempting to leave the gas station.
The wood went flying up and under and around the car; the most part of the stack serving to pin the drivers side door shut, while the bottommost beams slid out inder the bottom of the SUV, coming to rest on the other side of the thing (as I could see as I drove past it, affording myself a better view of the OTHER side of the SUV)
Like I said, I’m not the type to stop and gawk, so I kept on driving; my two passengers hadn’t even seen it, and I remarked as I drove past and realized exactly what I had just seen, a Rogue Trailer on the rampage. They turned around in time to see the results of the crash, but not the impact itself.