Bombings and Bombers and Other-Things-I-Don’t-Want-To-Talk-About-But-Will

What can I say about the Lockerbie bomber that hasn’t already been said many times by smarter people who get paid money to barf opinion across you interwubz? Other than that he might have been a bribe in a series of complex international economic negotiations, I mean. Not much huh? I thought as much.

So I won’t.

Its late and I’m…

What?
We’ll get to that.
Till then, and I know I’ve been promising this to you guys for about approximately not much longer than forever: I post links to some of my writing.

I hate keeping promises.

This is the thing I wrote a while back inspired by an overplayed pop song. It’s on Facebook Here. Below it you can see the responses of my friends to my ‘greatness’. I like. Here are the responses of people who don’t give a crap about me to it. I might have maybe cried just a little tiny bit when I first read these. Now? Now, I think I like them more

reStartup thoughts

Life is a madhouse. Occasionally, it stops being mad long enough for me to write comics. if I really cared about art at all I’d sit down and write during the short breaks between schizophrenia and apophenia. Screw art. transition A (this is the part of the show where you realise that the current malady is ADD) I’d tell you a secret I’m dying to talk about but I have a vow… of sorts. Don’t ask, don’t tell. Won’t tell. Do tell. Go ask. Guess how you come back.

More on this later

Ok, so I’ve been gone from last Wednesday till Sunday, worked, and now i’ve just realized I haven’t posted on this thing for what? Two weeks? I’ll be back with a post on something (I swear, even if its just what I didn’t have for breakfast) this evening. And some thoughts about a potential project. Crazyness. Have fun.

My Laptop Died. Again.

This is the second time this has happened.

I wake up one morning. Yawn. Scratch my butt. Do all the normal stuff people do in the morning before their synapses start firing. Kinda like a car warming up. Except nowadays cars don’t warm up anymore–you turn the key and they go from cold to a balmy eighty degrees and a chance of fair winds in two seconds flat–and if they fart you don’t yell at them, you take them to a shop and some kid (fresh out of college with a sociology degree and no career prospects) plugs them into a computer and makes snarky comments about the fuel air mixture.

Obama Bows to the Saudi King

I forgot to post this the day before yesterday when it broke, so here it is now.

Obama displays his firmly muscled posterior for the cameras

That did not seem very protocol-ish to me. I’m not sure, mind you, but do you really think that its very proper for the leader of one state to bow to the leader of another state without the second leader bowing back? It smacks of submission–though thats just little old ignorant blog happy me talking out loud.
And I don’t know about your opinions on this–I’m betting that ya’ll are pretty firmly split along party lines–but I’ve just got one thing to say about the background players: Sarkozy is sure having fun. Why?

More Thoughts

I apologize. I need to update this thing way more often. Barely once a week is lame, even by my procrastinatory standards. And I’m not even posting substantive stuff. Well (you knew this would be coming) here’s my out. I was just published, for the second time even, on a fanfiction site. I’m writing the Hulk. Its hard work…

Speaking of which… I’m prepping a new project. An online webserial. Wait for it. When its up you’ll get a link.

And finally, here’s a video to keep you happy.

Idea Dump

SPOILER: I think this way.

• You know that TV show Knight Rider? Talking, transforming, car weapon. It sounds way cooler than it actually is. Lost potential. The car transforms (using nanotech) and talks (post-turing) and flies (jump jets of some sort) and has the weapons of fighter jet in its doors (tesseract tech?) and it acts like Agent Smart in black fiberglass and chrome. Lost potential. Its a machine god, the kind of things mechanics form cargo cults about. But it needs a human sidekick? Something like that could be awesome. Use imagination. Lost potential.
• Vampire are the planets immune system. they clean up messes in the future by killing off people today. Anti-Sephiroth, the inverse of the Qabalistic tree of life. Death becomes undeath for a reason, Buffy. What does that make vampire slayers then? Unintentionally evil?
• Vampires that are both slimy predators (re:Vampire$) and sexual demigods (re: Anne Rice).

Bonus follow-up: “Fanny + Freddy dish out dough.”

Linkblogging today. Here’s the story. It’ll be interesting to see the reaction as more bonuses come due and the public realizes that, yes, bailed-out kinda do have to pay incompetent employees what is owed them.

Micah calls AIG cash reclaimation, “An outrage!”

Fulfill a legally binding contract and Timothy Geithner will be indignant. Fool.

Huge bonuses paid out by ailing insurer AIG will be deducted from the firm’s next bail-out payment, the US treasury secretary says.

~ The Above From The BBC Here

My answer to that: “Um, yeahbutno.”