My boyfriend, Adam, is amazing.
He’s cute, sweet, and smart.
He’s also a geek like me.
My boyfriend, Adam, is amazing.
He’s cute, sweet, and smart.
He’s also a geek like me.
I bought a 360 today along with Dead Rising, Halo 3, and Tony Hawk. I’ve never had an Xbox before, so I guess I’m gonna have to go around and buy some old games for cheap. Anyways, I decided to finally buy one because I’ve been playing Halo against my coworkers when I go over my friend’s house.
So far, so good. I haven’t got a RROD. (hah!)
I love how your friends’ status comes up when they sign on and stuff. It’s the little things like that that made me want to get this.
More on this later… I have zombies to kill…
I’ve been putting off writing in here for quite some time. School + Work = Tired Geek. There’s a lot of things (good and bad) that have been going on around the world. I plan on writing on that stuff pretty soon (even if it’s late). So here, it goes:
So I must preface this post with the fact that it’s mostly for my coworkers. I started drawing these little stick figure comic guys alongside my fellow concessionist when we worked together at a movie theatre. We used to draw forms of our coworkers, our customers, and anything else that popped into our heads. (She really loved giraffes and their nubs). The other day, I caught myself at my new job standing next to my one coworker who looked like she wanted to *headdesk* due to a customer she had to call who decided to complain about everything. I drew her a rendition of this to cheer her up:
And, yes, all he did was bitch. He was one of the most rude customers we’ve had to deal with multiple times. And by “we,” I mean the whole department.
But tonight, I was talking to one of my other coworkers online, and he sent me some comics from xkcd.com. If you’ve never seen it, it’s a stick figure geek that does geeky things. I described to him what I used to do at the movie theatre, so we were both inspired to make a comic strip each. So, here’s mine:
Yes, my coworker has most of his upper body in the CPU in the last frame. It’s only making fun of the first person the girl geek talks to, and the other people are an exaggerated form of three of my coworkers. Some of these things happen on a regular basis. Especially the grumbling, bitching customers. That will never stop. And I love my coworkers for the most part, so be on the lookout for more of these comics from either me or my coworkers in the near future.
**Edit: My coworker just informed me that the line about my questions never being quick was in Dilbert sometime in the past few weeks. My other coworker seriously said that to me, so nyah.
I was watching one of those “I’m a Mac” commercials recently, and I heard Mister Mac himself say the word “intuitive.” When the Wii came out last year, IGN.com’s Matt Casamassina described the controls in the E3 video review of Super Mario Galaxy as “intuitive.”
It seems that this past year (and a half), if a company wanted to produce a hit product, they would have to make it “intuitive.” Intuition, the core of intuitive, means: direct or immediate insight. But, in all honesty, how intuitive are the things people have been calling “intuitive?” Let’s start with the Nintendo Wii.
The Wii can honestly be called the more intuitive product out of the two due to its controls. How many people know how to work a remote? Almost all. Although punching buttons on a remote has not been a part of human intuition from the start of our existence, it has become a part of the collective knowledge of the 20th century and beyond. (Think phones, stoves, toilets.. anything technological that you knew how to use even as a child that a cave man wouldn’t…) A Wii controller is an aesthetically pleasing television remote with a D-pad. Nothing more than that. When it comes to the games, some are definitely intuitive. Wii Sports is a collection of said intuitiveness. You may have to press a button or two, but you really throw the bowling ball and baseball, swing the bat and tennis racket, and punch your brother in the face.
However, an Apple computer, is not intuitive. If someone who had never seen a Mac before came up to it, and tried to play with it, they’d end up hurting either themselves or the computer (have you seen Zoolander?). Yes, it may be easier to take a picture with it’s built in camera, but to be truly intuitive, there’d have to be a camera peripheral that points and shoots like a real camera. Or, if you consider what Mac actually says during the commercial, “simple and intuitive, that works the way they do,” you’d have to have a crapping baby doll that will sync your favorite music to your iPod. Or iPoop. It doesn’t make a difference.
I don’t hate Mac. In fact, my first computers at school were Macs until I hit 5th grade. Apparently after that, crappy Dells were cheaper to come by than the cool looking Macs. In 11th grade, however, I had to relearn Mac OS because that’s what we wrote our high school newspaper on. All the problems stemmed from having to use Adobe Pagemaker on Macs, while using MS Word to type up our stories. I’ve never got the Beach Ball of Death so much in my life. (More than the BSOD on the Dells, so go figure). Macs just aren’t as intuitive as they want to be, and with so many people used to the Windows format, the Mac OS will not catch on.
But, regardless of my opinion on the intuitiveness of different things (and why I still have Windows XP on my computer), the real question is: why does everything now have to be “intuitive?” Are people’s IQ’s going down the drain so fast that they can’t comprehend tasks that require reading, practice, or trial and error? Actually, don’t answer that, it’s true. Intuitiveness = made for the impatient/lazy/stupid people of this world.
Wednesday, in between studying for Organic Chemistry and working, I bought Super Mario Galaxy. I didn’t get a chance to play it until today, and let me say that it is really awesome!
As soon as I complete more of the game, I’ll write a review. Sorry for not posting more, but school/work/life are all making me so busy.
It’s been a while since I’ve read a book that makes me put my computer down. Although I’m not finished with it, Halting State is shaping up to be an awesome thriller/mystery. The book is (at first) told from the point of view of Sergeant Sue Smith in Scotland in the year 2018. There are a few differences from their time and ours that can be pointed out just from the opening prologue. Heck, the prologue is subtitled “We know where you live, we know where your dog goes to school.” It’s set up as a recruitment email to a Nigel from Round Peg Round Hole. The email set-up goes like this:
Subject: Attn Nigel—Job Offer
Auto-Summary: A job offer, vaguely menacing.
Spam-Weighting: 70% probable, but worth a look.
I seriously would love it if our emails would tell us an auto-summary and a spam-weighting. It makes this book interesting from the opening pages to see how technology would help us in their world. However, once you get past the fact that your email will save you trouble, you start reading about how much information Round Peg Round Hole has managed to scraped up on Nigel. The most important quote of that entire prologue is: “We know all about you, Nigel.” This is creepy. As you read on throughout the prologue are items that an office watercooler would only know, and even then, these people found out your thoughts, ideals, and feelings. Then they offer you a job tailored to your loves (“Your obsession with reward feedback loop modulation,”) and dislikes (“Not to mention the opportunity to stick it to Bill so hard he’ll be picking pieces out of his back teeth for years to come,”) in a way only a spam bot could (“To claim your new job… reply to this email…”)
Creepy. Just creepy. And that prologue is only three pages long! The first chapter explains the background of the main character, Sue. It explains how crimes are given ratings based on how bad they are, and then the police will come out based on such. The crime you hear about is rated at grade four. Grade 3 means that the police will be there asap, whereas grade 4 means that, in essence, the police will be there within four hours to take statements when they’re bored. Sue and the partner she’s babysitting decide to go to the grade four crime because they were bored. And it has to deal with a company being robbed. The details of the crime are less than great.
Hayek Associates, a newly formed company located in a nuclear bunker, was robbed by Orcs and a Dragon. Well, not literally. I’m sorry to inform everyone out there that our future doesn’t hold us changing or meeting Orcs and creating real Dragons. However, as the book explains, Hayek Associates hold the position of the Federal Reserve Bank (in U.S. terms, of course) in the online world of Avalon Four. They run the mini-economy on Avalon Four because of the worth of virtual money and products in the real world. Due to an increase of players in A.F., in-game inflation has skyrocketed, where the only way you can get the armor and weaponry you need is to pay for it in the real world with cash. Since it’d negatively affect business for the people who run A.F. and Hayek, the people who manage the economy of it, they decided to find ways to take money out of the world while not affecting the player’s perspective. That being said, the band of Orcs and a Dragon went to the location of the virtual bank in-game, and against all odds and game programming laws, robbed the main bank of all the money and items. So Sue has to investigate a virtual robbery.
I’ve gotten more out of the Sue/Hayek chapters, but I don’t want to ruin the first 61 pages for you. However, there are other chapters that include two different characters, Elaine and Jack. Elaine is a virtual-game loving associate with a company who is pulled onto a case that has to deal with fishy investments. It can safely be assumed that she’s just a lowly associate who was given the Tiger Investments case to deal with because she plays video games. Not much is given about the case yet and how Tiger Investments is related to Hayek Associates. Jack is a different story completely. He woke up and found himself handcuffed to a chair outside of a store with a broken window in Amsterdam. Eventually the cops find him there, arrest him, and take him off to jail. After sobering up a bit, he realizes how crappy his life just became.
There is more, and I’m not too sure of the connections between Jack and the rest of the groups involved in the story. However, it is full of terms that we understand. Although IM-ing hasn’t gone past keeping in touch with friends, it’s become the way of choice that police officers communicate in Scotland. And even though Paypal hasn’t done much more than pay for eBay items, Paypal has become a way to pay off fines in a city, and eBay has become the haven of game-item resellers. There’s plenty more in there about RFID’s, and other questionable security measures we have now (and don’t want to have). Thanks to boingboing.net for letting me know this book was out here, and Charles Stross has the prologue and the first three chapters available online for your enjoyment.
It’s not too special of a story on the surface: a man has a magical touch that can raise the dead.
What’s really unique about Pushin’ Daisies is the whole feel to it. For a quick run down, a man, Ned (played by Lee Pace), found out when he was a child that when he touched something dead, it would come back to life. If he touched that newly alive thing again, it’d die for good. If the person he touched stayed alive for more than a minute, another person in the immediate area would die. His secret is found out by Emerson Cod (Chi McBride) who goes into business in with Ned (the pie-maker, owner of the Pie Hole) waking the dead in the morgue, finding out how they died, and collecting the reward while giving them justice.
Soon after the beginning of the show, you see Ned’s first kiss, Charlotte (aka Chuck). She lived next door to Ned after he found out about his ability. Sometime after, Ned’s mom died, so Ned used his ability to wake her up. Because she was alive for more than a minute, however, someone had to die. So, Chuck’s dad died. Eventually, when Ned’s mom went to give him a hug, she touched him again, and died forever. Chuck (played by Anna Friel) went to live with her sheltered aunts, and Ned went to live at a boarding school. One day while watching the news, Ned sees a story about how his old neighbor, Chuck, died on a cruise ship. So, he goes and saves her, much to the chagrin of Emerson.
The reason I love this show is it’s mix of originality, superb writing, and talented actors. This show is a bright version of Tim Burton, and is insane enough to love. My whole family, with all of our diverse interests enjoy this show, and we can sit here and laugh hysterically as a family.
I am very saddened by the fact that this year, I have no little kids to take around trick-or-treating. My little cousin is going to her friend’s house on Halloween and my brother’s too old to take. However, Youmacon is the weekend after it, so I’m considering hitting it up instead. This will be my first ever anime convention, and even though it is mini compared to all the others, I want to see what conventions are all about. That, and I want to dress up.
For my first costume that is almost complete, is that of Hermione Granger. Now, it may sound silly for me to dress up as a Harry Potter character, but she is the epitome of me. I am only a year older than her, I look similar to her, I am a geek like her, and she gets Ron. So, after much digging through a Value World, I have the following:
The last two things are stuff I had around the house. I need a pair of black tights, a wand, the infamous scarf, and to make the aforementioned fixes to the items I bought. All in all, I’ll probably have her costume for less than $20. Maybe a little bit more if I have to splurge on anything.
For my second costume, I have a few ideas. I could be one of the Organization XIII characters from Kingdom Hearts II by just taking the cloak and adding a giant zipper to it. Wear a black shirt, black pants, my black boots, and some black gloves, and I’d be all set. Oh, and maybe a wig. I may crossplay as Axel or one of the other guys because the only chick in the whole group looks manly. This would be really cool if my brother would play as Sora. Not just normal Sora, but the Anti-Sora. I saw some informative pieces from the cosplaywiki about how to make his shoes. (I have to go to Halloween USA in a moment for that, anyways).
My other choice, if I do not pursue either Hermione or Org XIII, is to become Robin Sena from Witch Hunter Robin. She’s just freakin’ awesome. I fell in love with the show when I watched the first episode, and although I haven’t seen it in a few years, I’m still looking forward to cosplaying her. As I said about Hermione, I have the same hair color/length as both Hermione and Robin. Now, it may sound odd since they have clearly two different color hair, but I have this odd strawberry-sandy-blonde-light-brown color going on. I will try to pull it off. The only problem with Robin is that I’ll definitely have to do a lot of sewing. I also bought a long black skirt that fits me awesome, and then I realized that she has a short black skirt/shirt on top of a long, gray, long-sleeved dress. So, I suppose I may have to think of something else.
That being said, I’m off to go get a pair of clown shoes, black tights, and a new knifty knitter.
In my humble geek opinion, House and the man behind the misanthrope have both been collectively shut out this year at the Emmys. I fully expected watching the show and seeing Hugh Laurie take Lead Actor and House take Best Drama. Although I only learned of the awesomeness that is House half-way through the second season, I’ve adopted it as my own. That being said, I’m proud of the genius writers, directors, crew, cast, and House himself. I’m proud of all the wins they had at the Creative Emmys, SAG awards, and Golden Globes this past year, and all the ones previous. However, I’m sad that they can’t seem to get a break in the big time. It’s hard watching some sub-par shows get all the attention while the true masterpieces (including House) are overlooked.
I’m not mad because the Sopranos got their final win. That really didn’t matter because they’re done. They ran out their season, and although I’m just now catching the cut down episodes on A&E, I believe that they deserved to win. That being said, why the hell would they give the win to James Spader? Give it to James Gandolfini. Give it to Hugh Laurie. Give it to the other nominees. I hate James Spader the actor. Maybe because of what he did to Duckie and Andie in Pretty in Pink.
Either way, I’m still going to be watching the season premiere intently on 9/25, and taping the subsequent episodes while I’m at school. Then watching them as soon as I get home.