Command & Command 3: Tiberium Stars [cNet Crave]
I think my head is about to explode from jealousy towards all the people able to play C&C 3. Grace Park and Tricia Helfer from the new Battlestar Galactica are in it! Along with Michael Ironside, and BILLY DEE WILLIAMS. OMGWTF. Whoever put this nerdcore cast together is just a genius. I think my Xbox360 rash just flared up again.
Damn, that Tim Allen’s a versatile guy!
Saw these two posters up side-by-side after a recent movie.
The Xbox 360 is now available locally as a $699 package that includes the Pro system, 2 wireless controllers, and 2 rubbish games nobody would buy on their own: Ninety-Nine Nights, and Project Gotham Racing 3. If you try to buy an old Pro system without the extras, it runs you $660. Crazy.
I just went to Sim Lim Square with the intention of buying one (bored, no plans for the weekend), and found a guy who said he would sell me the plain old Pro system for $520 before tax. I figure he’s made a mistake. He must mean $620, because that would come up to about $660 after tax. So I say OK! He says he only takes cash. Fine.
I go out to withdraw cash, and for the first time in my life, the ATM fucks up and retains my card. The bank says they’re sorry, and cancel my card. A new one will be in the post on Monday. I was pretty pissed off at the time, but now I just see it as a sign that I’m not intended to buy anything from Microsoft ever again. And I feel somewhat better about being saved from a rash purchase I wasn’t completely convinced about in the first place. But jesus, give me a break.
Oh my god, can’t wait for Christmas! It’s gonna be button-mashing like we haven’t seen since the old Activision games. Actually, it looks like a Nintendo exclusive, so it’ll probably be screen-rubbing and plasma-smashing summer athletic fun. This is a great license coup.
Ok, Twitter all set.
Somehow, I’ve stopped blogging here. I’m looking to Twitter now to save me and restore some routine introspection to my life, but their site is overloaded at the moment. It must be all the hyperbole coming out of SXSW. Dumb name, but the service sounds like it could expand into all sorts of channels soon. I’d like to see it accessible in more ways, with mobile clients and ‘feed’ directories for your friends. Well this is just conjecture because I haven’t even used it yet.
My new Nokia E65, along with a bunch of recent SE and Nokia phones, has a featured labeled IM which is strangely not like any popular IM at all. It requires operator intervention and server maintenance, which I know my local phone operator is not going to do for free any time soon. And there aren’t any good and free Symbian 60 MSN/Gtalk clients that I’ve seen, so maybe we need to redefine the meaning of IM when it comes to phones, since SMSes provide close to much of the functionality. Mobile Twitter could be the bridge. We’ll see.
Anyway I will be spending tomorrow on a studio set, with a beautiful model, for 12-14 hours. Maybe I’ll twitter from there.
This is a Public Service Announcement: Do not see Ghost Rider.
It is a lukewarm piece of Hollywood comic murder scat. It is the final stage of Marvel’s unraveling as a hot intellectual property holder. The Spider-man movies remain as the only good thing left with the Marvel name attached to it. They are the only ones with a good, proven director still behind them, and everything else now is being produced by hacks like Mark Steven Johnson and Brett Ratner.
No, in fact, go see it. Because I can’t prove to you here spoiler-free how bad a movie Ghost Rider is. It is made doubly bad by the presence of Nicolas “No Typo” Cage. How low can a former A-list star go!? Snake Eyes? Con Air? The Wicker Man – Reloaded? Inaccurate Ghost Rider comic translation with ridiculous sappy mid-Western romance story thrown in? Bingo! The shame and embarrassment of his overstated performance will only be matched by your own as you walk out, 2 hours closer to your death with nothing to show for it.
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One of the best feelings I know is going into old notebooks and harddrives, and finding things I don’t remember doing. In this case here, I was bored and started a chain of websites that I’m sure nobody visited (and that I never finished). There was some kind of weird philosophy behind it all, but I don’t recall exactly, and I’m not sure whether I was consciously trying to be ridiculous, or if I just was.
Right now I’m simply amazed that I once had the time to write so much nonsense on a page that was never uploaded. The working life is hard, and my blog/s are dying slow deaths of being updated only when my memory reflects upon its own fragility – like turning on a digital camera and seeing something briefly on it’s screen before the battery dies. “Oh yes, I took some photos once. Maybe I should upload them. Where’s that cable gone to?”
And I’ve forgotten how I made those damned circles, which I’d really like to know at this point!
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