In recent weeks I feel as though in the struggle to constantly produce content, I Can Has Cheezburger has slowly changed formats from its origins of “amusing image macro cats of various internet origin”. At this point it seems to cater less to savvy internet addicts with a general fondness for cats and seems to be favoring crazy pet owners who enjoy photographing their pets in specific poses so they may then make up a lengthy caption that explains the entirety of any joke they may have been trying to drive at, even if it’s not actually funny when done with subtlety. I will cite examples that have lead me to a reaction of *cutcutcut* instead of I LOL’D!
I actually unsubscribed from the RSS feed after a rash of this nonsense. However, going back to look for the links of what I feel were the biggest offenders I do admit I saw several from the last few days that did in fact make me LOL. I definitely respect the site for being on top of the petfood issue, since undoubtedly a large part of the audience isn’t just basement-dwelling nerds, but actual pet owners who love their animals. Nevertheless, I’m discouraged to see some of the posted submissions turn towards the dark side of generic 40-cats-crazy ladies posting photos of their “babies”. Keep it sharp, ICHC!
And lest I forget, HEY ICHC! A Challenger Appears! (They always do.) LOLBots - A collection of image macros and captioned photos of various robots. A co-LOL-ction for those with animal allergies? A site for the more technologically inclined? Generally freaking awesome? You be the judge. They’re out to prove that “Robots are the new kittens”, which I take to mean that they want to prove robots are just as adorable and LOL-worthy as any ol’ LOLcat ever was. They’ve already been linked to by a few webcomics, like Diesel Sweeties and Questionable Content. The traffic generated from those links was enough to force them to throw up a makeshift splash page. Plain though it is, you get an immediate taste for their sense of humor with a photo of Data LOL-ing with the caption “INVISIBLE EMOTION CHIP”. How nerd-tastic is that?
No names have been changed, but appropriate links have been provided to appropriately ID the other participants in the conversation. Where no appropriate link could be found, the name has been omitted. Some cross-talk has also been omitted, since it doesn’t make quite as much sense out of context as it would with much more text. Rather than retell the story, again, in another format, I figured just sharing this with everyone would suffice.
May 21, 2007 at 5:54 pm Post Author: Giania Tags: 24, 9, IM, Opera, order ·
Just in case you weren’t aware, Opera-tan spells it out for you.
What can I say? Lady though she may be, she doesn’t fucking play around, you know what I mean?
Maybe Logic “is” a hilarious and mind-bending journey into the multi-dimensional life of Robert Anton Wilson, author of the Illuminatus! Trilogy. Featuring video spanning 25 years and the best of 100 hours of footage thoroughly tweaked, transmuted and regenerated, Maybe Logic follows the ever-open eye of Pope Bob as he penetrates human illusions exposing the mathematical probabilities and spooky synchronicities of the 8 dimensions of his Universe.
The feature-length documentary features Tom Robbins, RU Sirius, Ivan Stang, Paul Krassner, Valerie Corral and Douglas Rushkoff.
The soundtrack includes music from Boards of Canada, Animals On Wheels, Tarentel, Funki Porcini, The Supplicants, Pullman, Matt Elliott, The Cinematic Orchestra, Ognen Spiroski and Amon Tobin.
This documentary on the lives and times of Robert Anton Wilson was made by Deepleaf Productions. It won Best Documentary Audience Award at the 2004 San Francisco Independent Film Festival. It’s a region-free DVD, and the run time is over 3 hours. There are tons of extras, too. I fully recommend checking out the trailer when you get an opportunity. The only thing that’s mildly discouraging is that it’s a little difficult to hear RAW speak, but that could be an audio quality issue on the trailer. Regardless, when I get my hands on the DVD I’ll go out of my way to watch it with subtitles.
Deepleaf has also put out an audio book of The Illuminatus! Trilogy. Exceprts of that audio book are available as a podcast at Deepleaf Audio. The snippet of podcast I listened to is brilliantly narrated. I was not at all impressed with the narrator for The Earth Will Shake, however. Perhaps it’s just a matter of taste, but the narrator featured in that snippet (Scot Crisp) had awful rhythm and struck me as completely smarmy and dull. I tend to prefer a physical book anyway. More on all of that after I’ve had an opportunity to read the book.
(Ahem. Added an Amazon Wishlist tracker to the Misc Information page. Just, you know, so everyone’s aware.)
I was standing outside in the back parking lot of my apartment building with some people, talking about I don’t even remember what. It was night time approaching early morning and rather cloudy. All of a sudden there was a noise in the air like dozens of planes. Flood lights popped on to periodically illuminate green (like the old copper on Lady Liberty) planes of a sort I don’t even suspect could really fly. Rather than having a wing perpendicular to the body, or two as with a bi-plane, there was one wing suspended away from the body in a parallel that extended slightly beyond the body of the plane on all sides. While I was busy being confused-bordering-on-fearful about it all, one of the planes swooped low and banked hard over our building once or twice before dropping a bomb that rocked the very air around. Everyone outside was knocked down, including myself, but I looked up to discover the damage was mostly to the third floor, but there was a fire. I pushed myself off the ground in a rush. I nearly went right back down to the ground from the immediate dizzy spell, so I half-ran and half-crawled to the badk door, struggling to get the key in the sticky lock and charge up the stairs. The next thing I remembered I was waking up next to my beau. It was early in the morning, the apartment was a mess, and it took me a moment to realize what had happened. I’d gotten to the apartment and passed right out. Why he was there, seemingly undisturbed, I don’t know. I can’t remember if I woke up on the floor or in bed. At this point, a frantic search for the people outside occured, turning up everyone who had been there, plus extra. Rushing up the stairs, the damage was awful but no fire was raging. Heading back down to the lot showed everyone was either up or getting up. There was some outside source who didn’t believe in the bombing, at which I nearly lost it. The planes had been there! Everyone else saw it, too! It was a short lived argument for whatever reason, and next I was looking to help one of my neighbors who was mysteriously also one of my co-workers. He’d lost a lot in the explosion and I was going to offer to store some of his stuff while he tried to rebuild/relocate. The beau wasn’t too happy about that and was probably less happy when neighbor/co-worker started making up the couch as if to stay there.
Before, during, or after all that, I was somewhere public with a little watch on a chain attached to my collar. Just a little clip on thing, and it also had a pink teddy bear charm. I found out during the course of the speech I was listening to that there was a culture of dominance and subserviance which relied on such indicators to show who was who. Sure enough I look across the room just in time to spot the short haired girl with the animal collar riddled with charms just like my little pink bear. I didn’t get my watch out of sight fast enough and she came over to me. Subserviant though she was, she was clearly a leader in her circle. I tried to explain that I didn’t know, and it was a mistake. The girl only smiled at me knowingly and proceeded to evaluate the quality of the bauble hanging from my shirt collar (or did I have on an animal collar as well…). I remember a couple arguments between some same sex couples where I hyperfocused on their faces, as well as the start of another event/scene/thing, but not clearly enough to make the transition.
that’s all.
I was just sifting through some of my recently viewed Wikipedia links and thought I’d share a few.
Battle of Bywater - Tolkien related, spoilers if you haven’t already religiously read the trilogy nine million times. Watching the movies a bunch doesn’t count with this.
Ahmet Zappa - More interesting than I’d originally assumed.
The Polyphemus moth - I spent hours reading about how to raise these things. It’s really very interesting. I think I got to some really good photos of caterpillars through one one of the links provided as a source on that article.
Anyone who still reads at my “old location” knows that I’ve been having a bit of a family crisis. So yesterday while driving to the Portsmouth Regional Hospital, I was fussing with the radio, trying to find some kind of music that didn’t suck. This task is often challenging in this area, as they tend to play the same five Pink Floyd songs, and a mix of recent popular dreck. (I most often listen to 96.7 since they tend to have a pretty enjoyable mix of 60’s, 70’s and 80’s.)
However, periodically I’ll tune in to 106.1 - Portsmouth Community Radio - in time to catch some DJ’s set that introduces me to the interesting, oddball stuff I so thoroughly enjoy sometimes. Yesterday was one of those happy accident days. The two charming ladies setting up the records at the station that day played a unique track called “Japan” by a duo known as Cocorosie.
My immediate impression from the first 30 seconds or so was that Lamb Chop had grown up and started dropping a lot of acid. In two words: Far fuckin Out. As it went on I started to pick out the warm and quirky lyrics themselves, and the choice of instruments that fit the theme. The tune was relatively simple, but that wasn’t a shortcoming, it was a feature that made the song more accessible. At one point the song faded out, and I thought that the next song on the playlist was a lovely, operatic vocal song with minimalist instrumental background. As it turned out, that was an intermezzo of sorts. It was such a striking musical experience that I managed to remember the artist and song title hours later. (A rare feat for me, no matter how much I like what I hear.)
A quick googlin’ turned up one of my favorite lyrics sites: Always on the Run.net. They’ve got a brief bio, lyrics galore, and a couple MP3s available from the group (available from a small icon by their name on the main page).
Hit it up, check it out, and let me know what you think.
The obligatory “if you like” list:
The Flaming Lips
Ween
Poe
That one operatic song from The Fifth Element
Modest Mouse
Lamb Chop, grown up, on acid (not the actual band named Lambchop, mind you)
Now what do I do with it? Can I sue people? Maybe I should make the blog’s color palette using the hex from that?
The article itself is short and sweet, so read through the comments at the linked article. The whole subject is highly intriguing if you’ve a socio-political interest in this flap over people who think they can “own” an integer. Also interesting for math and software geeks too! (Particularly software/crypto geeks!)
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