“Supposably?”

Here’s a weird observation: does anyone else out there ever have the experience of seeing a word in print that you’ve seen in print thousands of times before, and yet suddenly thought upon seeing it again, “Hey, that word looks pretty weird!”

I saw this picture on another blog last night, and after look at the image for a minute, I suddenly thought: “Wow. ‘Pepsi’ is a pretty odd word.”

Anyhoo….

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Sunday Burst of Weird and AWESOME!

Oddities and Awesome abound!

:: Via SamuraiFrog: Deaths in old-school arcade games.

I miss arcades, although I spent a lot less time in them as a kid than others my age, owing to my parents’ odd notion that there were better things for me to be doing with my saved-up money than changing it all to quarters and playing video games. (But hey, I thwarted them by saving up my money and then blowing it all on comic books! HA!!!)

Kidding aside — they were right, of course; as much as I loved the old-school video games of that era, I had zero concept of time management, money management, or “Hey, I should probably crack open that book that Teacher X assigned me to read/study/do homework out of.” I was unfocused enough; adding regular arcade time to the mix would have been, shall we say, unwise. But I did manage to squeeze in arcade visits now and again. Loved ’em, even if my favorite games tended to be monopolized for hours at a time. Nothing frustrated more than rushing into the arcade, knowing I only had twenty or thirty minutes, tops, before I needed to be someplace else, running to my favorite game, and seeing a crowd of people standing around with their quarters lined up on the console. Ugh!

(And now I find that I can’t even remember the name of my favorite late-80s/early-90s era video game, which I owned in college. I made that game my bitch…and I can’t remember for the life of me what it was called, so I can’t find out if a version exists for any other gaming system.)

:: I want this.

epic win photos - Classic: Overstuffed WIN
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The glass of milk would have to be pretty epic, though. I’m thinking you’d need a glass flower vase filled nearly to the top with milk.

:: I’m not a big fan of commercials, especially this one, which is pretty poorly filmed. The picture gets really blurry at the end. Or maybe it’s something with my eyes.

More next week!

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Saturday Centus (Sunday edition)

Late with this week’s prompt as well, because yesterday was an abnormally packed Saturday here at Casa Jaquandor: we got up freakishly early (for a Saturday, anyway) to drive ninety minutes for a pancake breakfast, and then I had to grocery shop, and do two loads of laundry, and put away all of those groceries (which included dividing the 6.5-lb package of ground beef into 8-oz portions for the freezer), finishing a book that I need to review (and for which I started the day with more than 300 pages left to read), and…taking a nap or two. So I didn’t get any of the writing done yesterday that I wanted to.

This week’s prompt is to write a poem using the prompt. And Jenny specifically says, “The rhyming kind”, so I can’t just whip off a nice bit of blank verse, either. (Nothing wrong with blank verse — I love me some blank verse, and I find it a lot harder to write something that’s not awful poetry in blank verse than a lot of people suppose is the case.) I toyed with notions for a sonnet, but…well, one idea just bobbled to the top and stayed there, so here it is. A couplet.

Epitaph for the Stupid Kid

I’m not a chicken and I know it!”
And he did a stupid thing to show it.

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A Random Wednesday Conversation Starter

Errr…oops. The problem with taking a few days off from work is that my routine is now off, and as today — my first day back to work after a four-day weekend — felt positively Monday-ish, I didn’t do the Wednesday thing. Yeah, oops!

So…tell me something that actually sucks more than going back to work after time off!

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I feel so…unworthy.

I posted this on Facebook earlier, but I’m still somewhat in awe of it. When the tsunami hit in Japan, most folks in those areas did the sensible thing and rushed for higher ground. Not so for a man named Hideaki Akaiwa, though. When he realized his wife was unaccounted for, he didn’t rush for higher ground. He rushed for his SCUBA gear.

Chuck Norris ain’t got nothin’ on this guy.

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She dances!

Last night I saw a sudden spurt of traffic here, all directed to this post I wrote a few years ago about Star Trek‘s Lieutenant Saavik, an intriguing character who wasn’t handled particularly well back in the 1980s. I wondered why I was seeing this traffic spike…and then I realized that it was because Kirstie Alley is on Dancing with the Stars. Hopefully she sticks around a while — I could use the weekly bump in numbers! Kirstie Alley! Kirstie Alley! Kirstie Alley! Kirstie Alley!

It’s kind of like how I get a traffic bump whenever an episode of Big Bang Theory airs in which Melissa Rauch appears as Bernadette. Melissa Rauch! Melissa Rauch! Melissa Rauch! Melissa Rauch!

OK, I’m done whoring for attention now.

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More answers!

Wow. Glaciers move faster than this. Anyhow, from Mr. Jones:

Name something that you will never do in your life that others often aspire to do in theirs. And you are comfortable with this.

For instance, I am confident I will die never having visited Egypt or learn to ski, and I’m quite okay with that.

There are lots of things I have zero interest in doing. Firing a gun, for example. No interest in it at all. I’d like to do a small amount of “world traveling”, but not too many of the usual places: Paris, Greece, Tahiti, the Bahamas, et cetera. Ballroom dancing? Yeah…not especially. Maybe, but not really.

I’ll almost certainly never toss a really nice basket in a pick-up game. Nor will I hit a home run. I’ll likely not learn to ice skate, own a motor boat, swim in the Mediterranean, or attend a Super Bowl in person. And…I’m fine with all that. Really. I think. (I’d sure like to swim in the Mediterranean….)

An anonymous reader emailed in this one:

Do you try new authors often? Do you try new genres of books? Is reading only for amusement, or do you read to do something else (educate yourself generally, learn something in particular, …)?

Good questions! No, yes, both. Next!

OK, more seriously. By “new” authors, do we mean “new” to me, or “new” as in, “Here’s the incredible first novel by Joe Sevenpack!” I do both, really, although I tend to do both in my own sweet time. More the former than the latter, though.

I often read authors who are new to me, although they’re not new to most people who read in the genres I tend to read now. A good example is Andre Norton: I’d never read her until just a couple of years ago, and I still have only read a couple of her books (and liked each one). I have authors whom I love, like any reader does, but I’m not really the type to obsessively read everything an author has written, nor (with one exception) do I have any authors whose books are sufficiently important to me that I grab their books as soon as they’re published. (This would be Guy Gavriel Kay, obviously.) I haven’t even read all of Tolkien yet!

Mainly I tend to be all over the map with regard to my reading. I like to switch genres after a book or two, for one thing, although I do tend to read more fantasy in the colder months and more SF in the warmer months. I also like to switch up my lengths, too: if I’ve just finished a doorstop of a novel, my next book is likely to be a smaller one. This tends to mean alternating newer works with older ones, as the newer ones tend to have the heftier page counts.

I also like to read classic literature, which I will often read alongside whatever genre book I’m reading at the time. Part of this is a desire to “better myself”, to challenge myself with something classic or difficult or whatever, but part of this is also a shift in my actual taste, as I’m finding classic works engaging in a way that I never felt when this stuff was required reading. The most recent example of this is A Tale of Two Cities (which I need to blog about one of these days — that book astonished me, well and truly).

In terms of genre, I do tend to stick to SF, fantasy, and (less frequently) horror these days. Occasionally I’ll hear about some book in another genre that sounds interesting, but I don’t really venture outside the bounds of my preferred areas too often these days. Mainly this is because I find that the genres I prefer are so rich within their boundaries that I don’t really need to step outside them for variety’s sake. With fantasy, I can read a big fat book about quests and such, or I can read a book about the magic in a modern urban setting, or I can read stories that mash those things together. I can read mysteries and war stories and love stories without ever leaving fantasy. Ditto SF — and in some cases, such as Peter F. Hamilton’s enormous duology consisting of Pandora’s Star and Judas Unchained, in which, over the course of about 2000 pages, you get mysteries, espionage thrillers, wars involving massive starfleets, wars involving planetside guerilla tactics, love stories, and ideas about what a star-spanning human culture might look like.

I do find that I’m not reading as much nonfiction as I used to. I should probably change this up a bit, as non-fiction tends to be where a lot of cool story ideas come from. My problem with non-fic is finding some that is vibrantly and interestingly written. Dry writing puts me off faster than anything.

More to come. There is light at the end of the Ask Me Anything! tunnel!

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Notes from the Underside of Pop Culture

Well, not the “underside” per se, I just liked the sound of that. But anyway, a few random thoughts on stuff:

:: The official costume for the new David E. Kelley Wonder Woman show got its big reveal right before I went on my brief mini-vacation! Oh noes! So, what do I think of this?

I’m not a fan. I don’t hate it, but I’m not a fan of it, either. It just looks like what it is: a costume made out of latex, so I assume that the show’s sound editors will have a busy time of it just erasing out all of that nice latex-y squeaking. Frankly, this costume looks to me like what your stripper would show up in — the one you hired to show up to your comic book-loving buddy’s stag party.

And David E. Kelley is writing it. Ugh.

:: I am really liking the way Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides is looking.

I’m a huge fan of these movies, of course; in addition to the first one, I loved the sequels as well. I can’t wait for this.

:: I’m also very excited about Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (part 2). While in Pittsburgh, we discovered that the ABC Family channel was doing a Harry Potter weekend, showing all of the first five or six films, so there was always some Harry Potter on when we were there. No, we didn’t watch any of them all the way through, but we did catch this “sneak preview” of the forthcoming final film (which includes some standard-type musings from castmembers and the director):

I am generally of the view that the Harry Potter films are actually quite underrated. The bar they’ve managed to clear is really very impressive: a series of eight films, and (thus far) there’s not a dud in the bunch. Especially considering that there have been four different directors, and yet even with the resulting different directorial “touches”, much has been consistent throughout. I tip my hat to the producers for keeping their eyes on the ball for so long.

Along that line, I’m really going to miss the Potterverse when it’s all wrapped up. It’s just too rich of a universe to be done with! We need more stories set there…just as soon as JK Rowling figures out how to do that without having it be Hogwarts: The Next Generation, or Hogwarts: The New Class, or Hogwarts: The College Years, or AfterHogwarts.

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Saturday Centus (Monday edition)

Obviously, since I was out of town, I was unable to do this week’s Saturday Centus on Saturday. So here it is, on Monday.

“Father,” I said as I followed him, “is it true that the lower classes choose their mates themselves?”

“I believe so,” Father replied. “Disgusting practice…but then, I suppose marriage is meaningless to the workers, isn’t it? They’re not like us.”

We stopped in front of the Bridal Curtain.

“It is a good match,” Father said. “Our family corporation, merged with your bride’s, will dominate six entire industries.”

“Yes, Father.” Together we recited the Pledge to the Corporate States of America. Then Father’s voice rang out:

“Bring forth my son’s bride!”

The curtain parted.

God bless the CSA.

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