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[Dec. 21st, 2008|05:37 pm] |
This feels like quarantine. Why am I quarantining myself?
It's psychological captivity. How can my captors be hurried along?
I perceive echoes in newspapers, magazines, television; but it's stigmatic to communicate directly. Contacts I made have disappeared, connections switched off. It's quiet in here. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2008|02:36 pm] |
This, as well as the following, were hastily sketched from Architectural Interiors: Hotels, 2007 (RotoVision). Hope it's legal.
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[Dec. 13th, 2008|01:36 pm] |
There, that should motivate you to write something. The Muse Hotel is out to lunch. Be back in an hour.
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| Family Guy Production Lags Behind |
[Dec. 13th, 2008|11:26 am] |
Makers of Family Guy are taking advantage of the two minutes or so they have to glide on the assumption, built up by their deliberate hashing of the subject, that there is almost a one year lag between the writing and airing of scripts.
Computer animation has recently (and by recently I mean last year, just months ago, and by months I mean like seven) taken a quantum leap in terms of capability.
Al Jean of The Simpsons says, "I would say the technology has improved to the point that it allows us to do a lot of things we couldn't have done years ago. Now, it takes a week to get back footage we wrote where it could have taken months before (John Scott Lewinski, Script July/August 2007)." So tell me why, with South Park always having had quick turnaround times, and The Simpsons now getting programs animated in a week, Family Guy still lags behind? Still makes it a point to advertise how behind their production times are. Sticking to tradition, perhaps--not sacrificing quality so they still send scripts off. This gives them just enough time to have written the episode long before they ever read what you wrote. |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|10:14 am] |
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I dragged my hand against the concrete when I fell. Now it's as chafed up as it was because I have dry skin. |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|09:54 am] |
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Not playing such a good chess game. |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|09:49 am] |
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I wouldn't say I'm feeling any pain, just a bit of compression discomfort: not worth making a big fuss about. |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|09:40 am] |
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It's not pleasant to think about me going down this way, is it--that's why you're ignoring my pleas for attention? |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|09:23 am] |
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I just cut up some sweet potatoes and put them into the oven; I seemed to be able to do that alright. |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|08:59 am] |
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You know just this morning I was thinking, I ought to put on my skating helmet to go walking about; but oh no, society wouldn't like that. People would think it was strange. |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|08:49 am] |
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(read: oh, my rotting skull) |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|08:20 am] |
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I'm now going to record even my most mundane thoughts so you can watch this decline in brain function live-time (but when did I start thinking in words?). |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|07:15 am] |
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So I was jogging back from my car, slipped on an icy part of the parking garage and hit the right side of my head on a pole. Good. It's the left side of the brain that's responsible for euphoria. |
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[Dec. 6th, 2008|01:58 am] |
How can I change the password to the Local Admin account on Windows XP? I
recently locked myself out of my home and had to break in through the front
door and if that wasn't bad enough I was locked out of my computer. How
do I fix this? I actually live in a high security office and I need to
be out of here by nine, when they lock the parking garage, because I let
my boss borrow the only gate card I had.
Social engineering is a big concern, even worse than actual computer attacks; look how easy it is:
Hi, my boss's phone bill just got here and it says he made 5, 270 long distance calls, and there is just no way.
Are you the owner of the account?
No, but my boss had me call because that is just ridiculous.
I'm sorry, I can't discuss this with you if you're not the owner of the account.
Can't you put in a note there?
I'm sorry, I can't discuss this with you if you're not the owner of the account.
If I put him on the phone now?
I'm sorry, I can't discuss this with you if you're not the owner of the account.
See how easy that was?
Another example: I follow a janitor into a building, go into an office, turn on the CEO's computer; now I just need a password. What do you know, there's a picture of her dog hanging on the wall. Hmm, what do you think the password might be? What are common names for dogs--xk66y7ui90pxdc5wffkej678zklskp543mmkl54372. You guessed it. So I just type in that and I'm in.
(Actually, the dog looked like it was about 72 in human years, so that's how I got that last part.) |
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[Nov. 23rd, 2008|06:32 pm] |
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It's no wonder I'm disoriented. This subtle error came up where you'd least likely believe: a calendar. It has Thanksgiving on the 20th. Last night I wondered why there should be a fireworks display (a good one, at that); there aren't even fireworks around here on New Year's. (Or are there?) So I search the internet to find out what's so special about the twenty-second. Nothing stands out. This Hubble Space Telescope wall calendar says Thanksgiving is the twentieth- Why did someone say 'Happy Thanksgiving' yesterday, 'Have a great holiday' today? It's a skywatching calendar--where am I, and where was it published. |
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[Oct. 15th, 2008|06:14 pm] |
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Alright, I found you a poem. I don't read any but I found one you might like. It's by Benjamin S. Grossberg. I think it's called Space Traveler on a Cold Planet. Yes, that one, specifically. |
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