Yearly Archives: 2005

Fast & Loose Roleplaying, etc.

I’ve been working on one of my roleplaying projects again and I think the groundwork, the basic system, is finally pretty much under control.

For a long time the working title of this game has been FaLoR (Fast & Loose Roleplaying). That’s one of the things I’d like to change at some point in the future. At the time I came up with it I thought it was short and had visual balance. But the more I read it the more it sounds like a cross between Valor and Fallacy, plus it’s got this weird EvErY OtHeR LeTtEr CaPs thing going on that is bugging me a bit.

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Review: Avalon (2001)

The deluge of reviews continues.

I have an enormous net-flix queue with something like 164 DVDs waiting to be seen. This is probably because any time something vaguely interesting pops on the screen I queue it. At this point I’ve figured that if I’m going to be watching all these things I may as well solidify a few thoughts on the subject, tout the things I love and warn others away from garbage. And here’s this handy blog-type-thing that might be of use in that capacity, so what the hey?

This week the question is asked, “Avalon (2001): Poor man’s Matrix or cyberpunk noir classic?”

The answer to this is mostly rhetorical, pretty subjective and at least in my case “a little of both”. But having answered this question I’m going to go ahead and expound on it for a few more paragraphs anyway.

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Scarehat

Scarehat

Crowspun,
has gone 
to fix 
the wheeler,
so he's taken a
spin right over 
to the dealer's
for an inspection
leaving
Scarehat alone
in the swamp
drinking bog-water again
doing the stomp
trying to remember
why he wears a hat
January through December.












Discussion

I am sorry to bring up lists but they had a top 100 albums list on tv in England at the weekend that really ticked me off. The link to the list is here.

I am particularly shocked by the high showing of both Alanis Morrisette Jagged Little Pill and Oasis’ whats the story morning glory. I am shocked by the lack of Van Morrsion’s Astral Weeks in any of the Top 100. Anyway just thought you may find it interesting to see the thinking in these parts as flawed as it is.

Let Me Down Sweetly Empty Calorie

When the door burst open,
I didn't even notice it had knocked my teeth,
probably because of the great big fat rush I was in 
to get inside sugar mountain,
and ask the empty calorie:
Why people complained, 
pained at one another,
why I winced back,
was it my mouth?
the advice?
or the ice?
I'd just eaten
s  v  c
 o  e  o
   s  r  l
     o  y  d
freezing the water
on my brain
sitting on
		  E
		   D
	        G
      	     E
			 waiting to GET an
			              o
			              f
			              fL
			              f
			              r
shocking the prospect that the mulled future
was only a jaded bitter old sucker---
When the empty calorie swished
in a swoosh of saccharine pink spit
spat so matter of fact,
"Well I'm outide,
and as you can see,
I'm riddled within by caverns of salt
I've never seen,
but I suppose
if they're mine,
they're yours too,
and somedays your low,
and somedays your sweet,
so just take your pick
when you swing
open the door."

w00t.

Dash Eight have emerged from a field of almost 40 bands as the victor of Salisbury University’s “Battle of the Bands”. As a result, they will be playing Salisbury’s annual Field Day along with Viv, The Starting Line and Talib Kweli. (Talib Kweli!!!!!) Check ’em out at the ever-evolving dasheight.com

Also, be sure to check out Hordak’s reccomended pick of the week, Derby Lane. These guys are destined for big things, and I feel lucky to be a friend of such a promising bunch of musicians. I hope these guys get everything they deserve– which is a lot. Pop fans, be sure to dig into “Guess What Girls”. Hooks a mile wide.

Love, Athena

Apollo's amused
Lounges in the dawn
Clever with his lyre of goat horns and turtle
Shines his light down upon, upon the city.
Smile.

Hoplite helm, Aegis, spear and chiton
Zeus's nerdy daughter smiles over at you, down upon you
Shy and confident, joy in her eyes and smile.
She's in love
With you, mortal.
Smiling at you.

The sun is bright
The city spreads out ahead
Clever things for you to think and invent
The day is good.
Can't help smiling.

Athena loves you.

That Fucking Cat

While I was typing the last post this morning, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Since it was early in the morning and nobody else was up, this startled me. I looked down, and there was a fucking cat. Mind you, we don’t own a cat.

I chased it without thinking and it ran upstairs and into my bedroom. I then chased it back downstairs, being sure to shut the doors to the bedroom and bathroom. The cat beat me downstairs, and with that, disappeared.

I’m assuming it came in through the basement. The door to the basement was cracked open the whole time, and when I first spotted the cat, I was sitting right next to this door. There must be a hole down there that it got in through and consequently escaped through.

I hate that cat. It’s the same mother fucker that always sits on my car right after I wash it.

Programming for Science

So I finally got around to learning some programming. It’s a language called Python Ok, so it’s somewhere between a scripting language and a full fledged programming language. So far, its been pretty easy.

I’m using it to process and plot data from work. It’s letting me do a lot of what very expensive programs like Matlab and IDL for free. Packages I am using are SciPy, matplotlib, and various other smaller packages required by those two.

Not sure if it is something that is useful to others, but if it is, it is definitely worth checking out.

Mr. & Mrs. Amoeba

Mr. & Mrs.

Mr. 
& 
Mrs.
Amoeba
quite the pair,
off to the
neighbors,
theatre,
Grand Canyon,
and everywhere.

Over the roads,
Through all 
the burbs 
Wayup 
  &
Wiseside
Knifejacking
      the 
         curbs.

"Oooo!" Mrs. says,
"Those neighbors, a fine pair!"
"Those players," Mr. goes,
"Made you feel right there!"
"And the canyon so deep!"
They cried tossing pebbles
                     down 
                     in,
Till a serious young man chided,
"You one-celled fools, does it all lead anywhere?"
To which they both laughed and replied,
"Perhaps, but honestly who cares!"