In today’s search referrals:
good ideas on how to write a song on fishing
Anybody got any?
"Puppet wrangler? There weren't any puppets in this movie!" – Crow T. Robot
Once again, from the top, linkfarm:
I knew there was a restaurant at the end of the universe, but I didn’t know there was a bar at the center of the Milky Way. I want to go there and drink from a cup of stars.
No worries, though. We’re still living in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm;
the iPod Flea;
a selection of bad album cover art, including this all-time party favorite;
and the great and all-knowing Flying Spaghetti Monster
this 1966 toy “that can do permanent damage to the hearing of an adult;”
these custom arcade tokens (including this one little Donnie Rumsfeld should never be allowed to play with in the first place);
beer for kids, which is just plain disturbing;
a gay Batman;
even more about the “noodly master” including a $1-million-dollar challenge (in a similar vein to the challenge put forward by James Randi);
and this terrific music video for the Avalanches‘ song “Frontier Psychiatrist” — which I first heard on a mix CD from Remi
The SF film, which starred Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger before he entered politics, was released in 1991 and featured a character that can transform its appearance, the trade paper reported.
Oh, so that’s what T2 was about. I’m sure the readers of Sci Fi Wire would never know unless told that. And Schwarzenegger used to be in movies? Well who’d have thunk it? On its face, the suit might seem silly — are they going to sue every film in which shape-shifting creatures appear? It’s a long list — but one should keep in mind that Cameron also lost an earlier, similar lawsuit to Harlan Ellison over the first “Terminator” film. The second is this lawsuit against the makers of The Island, which doesn’t seem quite so silly on the face of it. In fact, when I originally saw the trailer for the recent film, the very first thing I thought of was Parts: The Clonus Horror. It’s been suggested that Hollywood should focus its energies on remaking bad movies instead of perfectly good ones, like it seems to do. And Clonus definitely was a bad movie. But apparently it wasn’t intended as a remake.
Am in Providence for the day, helping settle my son into his new living quarters. I think he needs a copy of the Library of America H. P. Lovecraft as a housewarming present, so that when the geometries of the house become subtly wrong, and he finds himself having to rummage through old newspaper clippings to find out what happened to the apartment’s prior tenant, he’ll at least know that this is perfectly usual. That way he’ll also know to keep a diary explaining all this for us, and finally vanish… in a welter…. of italics and ellipses…
this story of a writer trying to turn fan fiction into something like a career
Chaucer as rap: The droghte of March hath perced to the roote, yo!
video-playing tombstones
Britney’s Guide to Semiconductor Physics
and God: A Career Retrospective
And I think that, thank goodness, is finally it.
It occurs to me that this pretty much sums up the Internet for me lately.
I’ve added a lot of new feeds to my news aggregator lately, but I really don’t know a lot of the neighbors by name.