"Puppet wrangler? There weren't any puppets in this movie!" – Crow T. Robot
About Fred This evening, after much procrastination, I finally mailed my taxes. In the unlikely event that I’m audited, I’d like the IRS to note that I felt vaguely guilty about getting a refund, that said refund isn’t very large, and that I was nearly run off the road by a driver who didn’t look where he was going on my way home from the post office. This had ought to count for something. And if not, perhaps you’ll be distracted by these purty pictures. You are feeling veerrryyy sleeeeppppyyy…
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More observations: the Human Clock (found through Boing Boing) is pretty neat. And although I’ve never played a Cthulu rpg — have, in fact only played roleplaying games of any sort twice — these props (found through Invisible City) are pretty neat, too. Aren’t you glad I’m here to tell you these things?
Because it’s a rainy Tuesday morning and I’m bored. Because I am easily amused and have too much time on my hands. Because I don’t embarrass these people enough by making them sing songs about genitalia and perform sketches about naked pirates. Because I don’t know what else to share with you right now and this is marginally better than nothing. But really, ultimately, just becase I can.
And yes, that’s all they do. The music will just repeat.
Over the weekend, I went to see Panic Room. If you like, you can read my thoughts in the little “Seen Recently” sidebar over there to the left. Personally, I like what Roger Ebert had to say about the film, which should come as no surprise since I tend to agree with Ebert on a lot of films and can usually understand where he’s coming from when we don’t. He writes:
The end game in chess, for the student of the sport, is its most intriguing aspect. The loss of pieces has destroyed the initial symmetry and created a skewed board — unfamiliar terrain in which specialized pieces are required to do jobs for which they were not designed. There is less clutter; strategy must run deeper because there are fewer alternative lines. Sacrifices may be brilliant, or they may be blunders, or only apparent blunders. Every additional move limits the options, and the prospect of defeat, swift and unforeseen, hangs over the board. That is exactly the way “Panic Room” unfolds, right down to the detail that even at the end the same rules apply, and all the choices that were made earlier limit the choices that can be made now.