"Behind every great fortune there is a crime."
Just a quick thought but, do you think the Sith realize they are the bad guys? I mean maybe they think they’re saving the galaxy or something and everone else just doesn’t get them?
Just a thought.
ml
"Behind every great fortune there is a crime."
Just a quick thought but, do you think the Sith realize they are the bad guys? I mean maybe they think they’re saving the galaxy or something and everone else just doesn’t get them?
Just a thought.
ml
"Behind every great fortune there is a crime."
I guess it’s about time I added this to the buffer. For a little over a year now I’ve been playing an RPG with my kids and their friends called Holy Lands. We are playing the ‘Light Edition’ of the game, which I believe, is still freely available as a download from the publisher. The ‘Light Edition’ is a revised set of rules from the Second Edition rules. This is to give you a taste of what is to come within the 3rd Edition currently in production. The main attraction to playing this RPG opposed to the plethora of well-known secular games is the fact that this game system is Christian based, not to mention it’s currently free. I’m sure there are many that would turn their nose up at such a prospect to Role Play as a Christian. Without climbing up on my religious soap-box, I’ll just say don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. For me, the leap to Christian Role Play was not a hard one. Many of my characters throughout my Role Playing career have taken whats easily called the “Moral High Road”.
The backdrop for Holy Lands is the Dark Ages, a period of history where the lines between fact and myth are blurred. This is the same time period that gave life to the Arthurian Legend and the epic poem Beowulf. The game is populated with a full compliment of monsters, demons and a sundry of pagans or devil worshiping humans. (more…)
"There's a whiff of the lynch mob or the lemming migration about any overlarge concentration of like-thinking individuals, no matter how virtuous their cause."
Resistance is futile…
The Borg Collective
At some point back in the last millennium, there was this pop-culture phenomenon called Star Trek that invaded most every part of a normal American’s life. So much so that the culture could not escape the effects of some of the social commentaries that occasionally saturated the scripts of this Sci-Fi diversion. It was during this time a menace was revealed. A race of one mind, one thought that worked and acted in perfect harmony, outside of the influence or concept of individual thought, THE BORG.
Once the evil was conceptualized in fiction, it did not take long for internet to answer with the real-world identity of this ultimate bogey-man, one William Henry Gates III. His singular mind, that drives the cube-ship known as Microsoft, was almost instantly recognized for its nefarious process of assimilating technology and re-branding it Microsoft. Their steamroller tactics were almost directly from the play-book of the world smashing Borg of fiction. If it were not for the brave actions of some overly-litigious free thinkers, I would probably be blogging with Microsoft WordPress, and paying for the pleasure to boot.
Apparently, the MS Borg plans for universal digital domination have ceased or slowed in direct proportion to the ratings of the Star Trek franchise. We can all breath a heavy sigh of relief. The worst is over now and Free and Open Source Software (F/OSS) is beginning to flourish.
Or is it? (more…)
"By the time I'd grown up, I naturally supposed that I'd be grown up."
I mean Come ON! It’s 08 for cripes sake. We should be long past this sort
of thing. I can forgive not having a flying car, I can look past not having
my own personal jet pack, but the fact that the human race has progressed
this far and not eliminated Mustard Pee, then to me, it’s all waisted.
You know what I mean. You have a sandwich all set, you have crafted a work
of culinary art, and you upend the mustard bottle for that shining yello
topper and you get a stream of water that’s come from god only knows! You
sandwich is awash inj mustard pee. You watch as the bread gets mush, the
meat kind of slimy, the lettus weird, and you can almost hear the musicians
on the deck of the titanic.
It’s the bain of human existance as far as I’m concerned.
Mustard Pee.
Damn you Frenches.
"Reading made Don Quixote a gentleman. Believing what he read made him mad."
Okay this is just a quick rant… One of those “idears” that just comes to me out of the blue (usually when I’m on the pot or in the shower) and usually fades into obscurity before I can get someplace to write it down. This time though, my epiphany struck while I was in the buffer. Weird huh? Guess the buffer needs an adjustment.
Here is my idea for “Campaign Finance Reform”. First of all no more government paychecks for those that hold public office. The government will no longer be responsible for maintaining the pleasures and habits of those who are supposed to be performing a “public service”. This means no more perks either. No more state funded private jets, limousines, or security details. If our leaders want things of that nature, then let them pay for it themselves. It’s not like they don’t have the money.
We all know that it takes lots of coin to win an election, and I think that if you can buy an election, you should be able to pay for the upkeep of the office as well. If you can raise millions of dollars to try and win an election, and you have suckers willing to pay it, then use that money to live off of while you are in office as well. I would much rather pay money to keep my candidate of choice working in their office, than to have to pay outrageous taxes to perpetuate the tom-foolery that is what we call government. The best part is, when the officers start paying their own way, then they get a better idea as to what it takes to actually make a living in this great country. While they are at it, why not have them pay taxes as well, since they are now privately funded and not suckling the teat of the taxes cash cow.
"Her virtue was that she said what she thought, her vice that what she thought didn't amount to much."
I had an idea as I was driving home yesterday talking to myself. I invite you to post in the comments “Things you know you will never hear but really wish you would.”
I will start you out.
“As chief curator of this aquarium I refuse to believe there is something fishy going on.”
"The male is a domestic animal which, if treated with firmness, can be trained to do most things."
There will be blood.
From the minds that brought you “Out of Africa” and “Something about Mary” comes the story of Fred Belelik, A nearsighted dentist who falls in love with a dentally challenged optometrist. The budding love affair nearly fails when her ex-finance returns from the dead with a taste for Novocain.
No country for old men.
A surprisingly heart rending story from the Disny co. Captain Hook sues Peter Pan and the lost boys of neverland for age discrimination. A court room drama full of surprise witnesses, cloak and dagger intrigue, and an ending you will never forget. The crocodile confesses his love for Mr. Smee, Tinkerbell’s relationship hits a breaking point with Peter and Divorce is in the air. Staring Mary Martin, Dustin Hoffman, and Tom Cruse.
21
It’s a remake of Tom Hanks classic BIG. This time Tom wishes he were 21 again and the hilarity ensues, or would, as Tom goes on a drinking and womanizing adventure straight out of “Porkies”. With Bad makeup and special effects (as in Polar Express, Tom digitally plays every part he can, including the main love interest. Creepy.), This film is better left in the 80’s, were it would have stunk just as badly.
Leatherheads.
A bio fic flick about the presidential campaign between John McCain and Hillery Clinton. Produced and directed by Al (I’m not bitter) Gore (I hope the whole world dies and takes you idiots who didn’t elect me with it), it’s a biting look at politics and the campaign process.
"There is no safety in numbers, or in anything else."
Hello there my old chest of drawers.
I’ve decided to take up writing again, but as always I never have time to finish a thought, or have the time but no thought to finish.
In any event, here is an opening. Any opinions?
ML
It was a moment of truth. The very history of human civilization hung on what would happen in the next 13 seconds. He slipped the 1971 Volkswagen Superbeetle out of fourth gear and into overdrive. If he was correct, the force of the spinning flywheel would engage the particle accelerator and jerk it into motion with enough force to keep the subatomic particles spinning long after the force dissipated. But laws were laws and if not for the electro magnet powered by the idling gas engine, the particles would eventually slow to a stop.
The thud and shudder of accelerator engaging shook the car. There was a not quite faint electric hum from under the front hood where the trunk should have been. He smiled as he watched the gas engine’s RPM gage fall to an idle as the speedometer stayed steady at 55 miles an hour. He drove for an hour on the open expressway just to make sure.
On the was home his thought ran thusly: There is so much of the universe and so little is applied to it. Take the car. Everyone was looking for a cheap alternative to gas, and there was a lot of nuclear technology that was, since it was not making bombs, just sitting around. He was very surprised that he was the first to think of it. It was so simple. True he had cobbled the whole thing together out of second hand lead for shielding, a lot of old magnets, a few coffee cans and some wax. And if the thing fell apart at the seems he could end up in the center of a very small but certainly deadly nuclear explosion. The plain and simple fact was he couldn’t afford gas and he was damned if he was going to buy a new car.
“Mr. Pond, You are one clever son of a gun.” He smiled to himself as he turned into his driveway. He was totally unaware that he had been watched all day.
"Reading made Don Quixote a gentleman. Believing what he read made him mad."
When Angels and Serpents Dance, the new release from POD, hits stores on April 8th, I’ll be in line with my saved pennies to pick it up. That is if I can save enough pop cans between now and then. POD is one of my favorite “Christian Rock” bands. I don’t know if that is what you are supposed to call them, but I know what I like, and they are one of the few bands where I can listen to anything out of their entire discography without bias. I don’t think that the label “Christian Rock” is completely appropriate for the musical boundaries that POD hurdles, but it will have to do.
I downloaded the title track from their website and judging by the download, their new venture will not disappoint. It is most definitely POD, keeping true to what works and what their fans (or at least this fan) like.
"Behind every great fortune there is a crime."
Take away everything that makes computerized strategy games fun and interesting, and you have Tribal Wars. Need I say more? Probably not, but a single sentence hardly qualifies as a decent post. Even with the lack of graphical eye-candy and redundant one-liners, Tribal Wars continues to hold my interest. Why? I don’t know for sure, but I think I might be a ‘level up’ junkie. Something compels me to go one more level, to get the next upgrade, to build the next building. I just have to know what makes the next level so desirable. By and large, I’ve been disappointed not so much in my performance but the lack of satisfaction in achieving my goal, so then I set another one, and another one, and so it has been going for the last month or so. I one point, I almost deleted my account. In fact I had put in the request, but it doesn’t happen instantly, and in three or four days, I was logging back in and it asked me if I really wanted to delete my account. The Junkie said ‘no’ .