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Found on the Stranger Slog. It’s simply made of awesome.
Found by Warren Ellis, creepy Wil:
That may be game, set, and match. She mad a big deal previously about a peace-keeping flight to Bosnia in the 1990s, and that she came off of the airplane under “sniper fire” and having to duck and hide with Secret Service agents. That is, until CBS News found video footage of her walking off of the airplane with Chelsea Clinton, Sinbad, and Sheryl Crow, waving to people and basically saying, “LOL! We’re in Bosnia! Hai people!” This is just like Vanilla Ice getting “cred” by claiming he was shot in the ass. Hillary is working overtime now to give this to Obama.
Credit to Andi for the realization that Hillary Clinton = Vanilla Ice.
Yes, the subject basically says it all. This is just what the United States needs to repair our good name with the rest of the world. A disinformation agency!
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A celebrity photo has led a former president to send a threatening letter to a local restaurant owner. On Tuesday night, President Bill Clinton demanded that a Manhattan restaurant remove a picture of his daughter Chelsea.
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Slow news day, I suppose… “She does let her hair down. Once at a party Blacker threw, Condoleezza Rice kicked off her shoes and started dancing. Wanting to show his partner how firm Rice’s behind was, Blacker postulated that if he aimed a quarter at her butt, it would bounce right off like a rocket.”
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Want to hear Wil’s keynote that I mentioned he did at PAX yesterday? Go here. How did it open? Ha!
“Thank you. My name is Wil Wheaton, and Jack Thompson can suck my balls. This keynote has been rated MA by the ESRB.”
Go listen! Andi also has pics of us and Wil up…
We had a great time at PAX today. Wil Wheaton delivered a killer keynote speech, that I mentioned here before. We got to chat with him briefly afterwards, and he took a picture of Andi’s three volumes of his books (we’d bought his new book from him at the show). I coined the phrase “Wheaton trifecta“. w00t!
Wil has a post up here about speaking at PAX (he’s the keynote). I want everyone that reads this if they’re at PAX, to give this man a standing ovation. Seriously. This guy is functionally one of our idols for a whole subset of geek culture. Why? Simple: When it was him up there, in that sweater, on The Next Generation, each and every single one of you–every one!–thought to yourself:
“That could be me…”
If you deny it, and you were around Wil’s age or slightly younger from when he did Star Trek, you’re a liar. Yes, you know you are. Support the guy that gave you that fleeting moment of joy when you were 10, or 13, or 16. This will be my first chance to see Wil (or anyone in person, from Next Generation, for that matter). They opened my eyes to the ideas of science fiction more than anyone else ever had before that. Yes, even more than George Lucas, who is technically science fantasy. Not only all that aside, but for the people like me, and you, Wil is one of us. There’s a reason why his first book was called Just A Geek.
We support our own. We don’t let them hang out to dry. Time for geek action. Standing ovation for Wil Wheaton, Seattle. Standing ovation.
Tonight, our friend Jakob flies into town, and tomorrow, Rebo does, for the Penny Arcade Expo in Seattle. That means in two days I’ll be making two trips down I-5 to SeaTac airport and then two more as they fly out on Sunday and Monday. People from work have been staying home and and working remotely because of the massive I-5 construction. This’ll be my first foray into it. Wish me luck…
Notes from a session at BarCampBlock this weekend, presented by Michael Schwern. The discussion included tact filters, Warnock’s dilemma, and the literalist fuckhead syndrome.
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Mike Wieringo passed away yesterday from a heart attack, at only 44 years old. Story here. Jesus…
As transcribed in the early period of the ’00s, by Andy “J Metropolis” Khouri (w00t, thank you Wayback Machine!); note this is from before we were actually married, and still lived in Connecticut:
Andi:
Andi doesn’t even know where she came from. Her long term memory was lost in a bizarre celery accident, and most of the night she was soft-spoken and shy, keeping to herself and reading comics in the corner. (except when she was making out with other chicks).
Mine:
Joe — or “Joe Sizzle,” as he is known — actually created the internet. He explained this to me in a very clear, unslurred voice, and he did so for many hours. I honestly did not have the mental capacity to grasp exactly how he created the internet, but trust me, he did. It’s his, and we all owe him a little piece of our souls. I hope that by honoring him here, he will forgive me for my sins and allow me to continue using (abusing?) his property. Before Joe created the internet, he was a regular little kid in 1950s Colombia, riding his scooter around town with a slingshot in his pocket and a twinkle in his eye. On October 25th, 1955, Joe was struck by lightning. He survived, and there was absolutely no change in his body, behaviour or in his thinking. On October 25th, 1956, Joe slipped in the shower and hit his head on the toilet seat and lapsed into a coma for forty years. On October 25th, 1996, Joe woke up with the idea for the internet, even though by then it had already been created. It’s a real shame. Today Joe lives in Connecticut with his girlfriend Andi and lots of comic books.
Brad Fitzpatrick is leaving Livejournal.
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Sheer cajones and cool. Go see. If you don’t know who Kevin Mitnick is, read this.
From this post, about this image, more here. They’ve begun Photoshopping the guy:
Last year (around our weddding anniversary), my wife and I went to see The Paperboys at the Triple Door downtown. Awesome, awesome show. She snagged two short videos on the camera. Enjoy!
While you’re at it, check out these two music videos that they uploaded themselves to YouTube themselves. We freaking love these guys.
Fall Down With You (from The Road To Ellenside):
Fragile (from The Road To Ellenside):
Went to see s7rangers on Capitol Hill, that was a lot of fun. Live semi-improv theater in a big house, where basically you’re watching an absurdist feaux episode of the Real World. On the way up we were in a taxi coming up Harrison Street and saw Jameth and Huzzband walking the other way–the wife,
Then we ended up at Beths. I ate five eggs. Ugh.
From SDCC courtesy of NEWSARAMA
An otherwise uneventful Comics-Con panel led by Todd McFarlane Saturday (overview of Todd McFarlane Productions’ current and upcoming comics, slides of new toy products, Q&A) took an interesting turn when writer (and fellow Image contributor) Robert Kirkman took over the audience Q&A.
From the crowd, he identified himself as a fan who was wondering if McFarlane had any ideas for new comics. McFarlane (who evidently had never met Kirkman and did not recognize him) mainly danced around the question, equating it to if you create a character like Mickey Mouse, that would be enough for him and he wouldn’t worry about creating Donald Duck or Goofy. After this, one of McFarlane’s fellow TMP panelists identified Kirkman, telling McFarlane he wrote “that Walking Dead comic you like.”
Kirkman continued by saying he didn’t buy toys, and just liked McFarlane’s comics, and didn’t want to put him on the spot, but since comics were what got him famous and he has time to work with the toys, why can’t he put out a new comic?
McFarlane explained to him that it’s difficult for him to maintain the proper pace drawing and doing his other duties. Kirkman - still not satisfied - bluntly asked him “Do you want to do a book with me?” McFarlane eventually relented, and told Kirkman to talk with editor Brian Holguin about ideas and, adding, “You convince him, he convinces me - you and me. And I’ll give you some free toys.” He then joked, “And thanks for making money for Image,” to which Kirkman sarcastically replied “Someone has to.”
This ended the panel, and the two were seen shaking hands, with Kirkman saying that he’ll “come back next year if he has to.”
So, we went to Yelm today for
Anyway, I’m so tired now… the ride back was a phenominal pain since there was five car accident south of Tacoma, and add in that for some reason everyone from that point on until we were like all the way to Sea-tac drove about 20mph. Slow, stupid morons. I hate Sunday drivers.
Also: Yelm is pretty.
…but I have a stomach full of nice sausage, rice, and beans. And
It’s been eeriely quiet on the Tawnee front today. I think she’s got like 50 tabs open on Firefox with comments written, waiting to pounce at the appointed hour.
