|log (2003/12/19 to 2003/12/25)|
Tuesday, December 23, 2003
- 3 for "iris chacon"
Pretty clear what people are searching for in these modern times, eh? Collectible tools!
A reader who is I suspect unlikely to read this entry writes, probably in response to my dislike of the first LotR movie:
Maybe you don't like Lord of the Rings, but I do. I understand that you think the producers put too many special effects in some places, but these days its rather difficult to find real live orks and wizards that can actually throw people across rooms without touching them. What I'm trying to say is that with the difficulty they had in creating each scene, I think they did a good job at making the story seem as realistic as any fantasy can be. There were times, though, when Frodo's size seemed to differ from his usual size. Gollum wasn't mentioned as a hobbit because he, in fact, wasn't one. He was one of the River Folk (which I guess is somewhat different from a hobbit).
I do appreciate the input, really I do. In fact I like "The Lord of the Rings" very much. It's a long novel (published in three parts) by a feller name of J. R. R. Tolkien. The reasons I don't like these here "Lord of the Rings" movies as much as I might mostly involve the ways that they fail to do justice to that very good book. For instance, Gollum was, in fact, a Hobbit (of the Stoor strain), and that fact is somewhat important to the thrust of the story. But it's not entirely clear from the movie.
A lyrical spammer writes:
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Your tax dollars at work: Texas dildo dealer busted in sting operation. See also Instapundit on the subject. (Instapundit is famous, but I don't actually read it; it just came up high in the Google search on Joanne Webb. Someone remind me to reGoogle this every once in awhile and see if anything interesting happens in the case.)
Chocolate: Back in September there was a little discussion of Lindt 70%, at least one reader recommending it highly. We managed to score some the other day (Lindt 70% Dark; are there other kinds?) at the local chocolatier in the Mall.
It's pretty good; certainly noteworthy. I think it's a bit (what?) drier than my ideal chocolate (could this bag of wrapped squares be a little old, a little stale?). In terms of the actual devouring experience, I'd put it at about the same level as, say, a good grocery store chocolate like a Drost Bittersweet Pastille (which is only around 50%).
Does that make me a hopeless Philistine? Or is it a defensible stance? Or do I need to further develop my palate? (Or my palatte or my pallet?)
Re: MRBFI, aie!' someone cried
I'm not sure I'm entirely getting the imagery tonight.
Tomorrow's Christmas Eve! For someone who nominally considers the Solstice at least as important as Christmas, I seem to have finally gotten the Festive Lights up on the house suspiciously late this year. *8) Fortunately, the Goddess doesn't mind.
We made the Christmas Cookies today, too; that was fun.
So what kinds of things do I write here, again? I liked that "Dear Atrus" letter the other year. That "Meme Patrol" thing was pretty good, too. Those little microfictions are fun.
I made Banana Bread today; does that count?
For the one or more readers who were curious: the questions on Thursday were all the who, what, when, where, why, and especially how phrases found in the searches in the referer log for the website here, for some recent period. (How do you pull sick moves in chess?)
Re: HPOHF, had thus been
had thus been three miles beyond,
although I think the unedited version wins, all told.
Today's googlebomb: the Bush Tax.
(In fact I'm afraid Bush isn't a miserable failure at all; I imagine he's quite happy, and that he's succeeded in many of the things he's set out to do. They weren't the right things for an American President to be doing, and he's done them at a terrible cost, but unfortunately that tends to make us miserable, not him.)
Whoa! Did you know there was a European Mars Orbiter out there, and that it just recently dropped a British-made lander toward the planet? I had no idea! (Or maybe I knew all about it and wrote about it in my weblog and everything, and then just forgot.) Very cool.
Christmas messages might possibly also be sent on recording tape, and as this could well be the thickness of a human hair, such a tape would fit neatly into a small envelope.
(That last link from ntk.)
Various noteworthy things in the odd world of Wikis: see a dustup (somewhat cleaned up since I first jotted the link down) on the original Wiki (including threats of legal action from at least one party who has left his mark on other wikis as well, and posted his thoughts on the Bashing and Ganging Up Culture).
Wikis have all sortsa neat cultural stuff going on on them. Like weblogs, they're another strange new sort of medium that wouldn't have been obvious a decade or two ago. The other day M wanted to know something about the Missouri River, and I went over to Wikipedia and read her what she wanted to know, and stayed to read about Lewis and Clark, to do some cleaning up and twiddles to the Lewis and Clark and the Mason and Dixon pages, and eventually browsed my way to what is apparently the most voluminously discussed page on Wikipedia: the page about Silesia.
We went and saw that "Return of the King" movie (in fact both the females in the house have now seen it twice). I thought it was the best of the three. As you may remember, this is faint praise; I thought the first two weren't very good at all. Some things in this third one were quite well done, and nothing that I can recall was painfully bad (M said "you mean you aren't going to grouse about it?").
I really missed the Scouring of the Shire; leaving it out changes the entire meaning of the trilogy (i.e. that the heroic battle against evil is really about insuring domestic tranquility). It wouldn't have fit in the narrative structure that Jackson built the movie around. Possibly it wouldn't fit any feasible cinematic narrative structure. But I still missed it.
Other than that, though, no complaints.
(I liked the Wizard of Oz reference very much, and managed to keep myself from intoning "Yo ee oh, yo oh!" at the critical time, because M would have hit me.)
Ian points out that Doomworld's Ten Years of Doom celebration includes a mention of my old SLIGE automatic level generator. It's mentioned in the list of 10 infamous levels, but in complimentary terms. Fame!
(The Ten Years of Doom thing inspired me to get out Doom and Slige and play a few levels, built-in, freshly generated, downloaded from Doomworld, and otherwise. I really ought to work on that program again someday; it was fun.)
I'm sitting here by myself in the quiet house, everyone else asleep, still not too far into a nice long vacation. I've been neglecting the weblog, neglecting a program I want to work on, neglecting work (I promised I'd check email; I have been, but not doing much about what I find there). Spending entirely too much time playing Doom, and Animal Crossing, and Alpha Centauri. Always hard to know if this kind of thing is just what the mind needs to decompress, or if it's just laziness and I'd be happier, more energized, more alive, pushing myself a tiny bit harder, into more creative forms of idleness.
For the moment, thought, it's already tomorrow, and I ought to be in bed...