Monthly Archives: August 2005

The Blair River Project

I didn’t think I’d have another Serenity-related post before the movie actually arrives, particularly since Mr Whedon is officially not going to grace Dragon*Con 2005 with his presence. However, Universal’s “underground” marketing campaign is getting very interesting. So far, three grainy, black & white video clips have virally surfaced, each one approximately a week apart.

Unsettling Dream(Host)s

Yesterday, DreamHost did … something. I’m not sure what. The end result was my blog being out of commission for most of the afternoon. After a couple of control panel switches were flipped, we were back up and rolling around 3pm. This afternoon, the front index page was up and happy, but clicking on any

Vocabulary With Pat

“You know, I don’t know about this doctrine of assassination, but if he thinks we’re trying to assassinate him, I think that we really ought to go ahead and do it. “- Pat Robertson, August 22, 2005 “I didn’t say assassination … I said our special forces should take him out. Take him out can

Like Jonas Salk …

“… I got the cure.” Today’s afternoon of iPod shuffle-try was just the other side of awesome. Amos Lee – “Keep It Loose, Keep It Tight” Damien Rice – “Amie” Del The Funkee Homosapien – “The News” Underground – “Cowgirl” The Herbaliser – “The Man Who Knows (Intro)” Over The Rhine – “Goodbye Strings” OutKast

The Everlasting Gobstopper of Movie Titles

Sam Jackson‘s pretty sure he’s doing a movie called SNAKES ON A PLANE. And if Sam Jackson thinks he’s doing a movie called SNAKES ON A PLANE … you’re doing a movie called SNAKES ON A PLANE. But don’t stop there … read the rest of screenwriter Josh Friedman’s awesome post about the glory that

Aim To Misbehave

Typically, movie trailers are made with little or no regard for the movie they’re promoting. The voiceovers are tired. The scenes are all flash. Twists are revealed. And worst of all, the music is almost always inappropriate. I ask you, seriously, do we really need another buddy movie or Disney cartoon introduced to the diddy-bopping

My Room, October 1988

My Room, October 1988 Originally uploaded by grabbingsand. I promised more posts in a series prospectively called The Origins of Geekery … and this one certainly qualifies. 17 years ago, this was how I surrounded myself. Comicbook posters, movie posters, rock posters, television posters, and in the center of it all sat my Commodore 128,

Mark Z. Danielewski Wants Your Brain

I loved House Of Leaves. I finished it in three days, taking time out only to work and sleep. And on the last day, I gave up sleep to reach the end. It was worth it. And once I was finished, I obsessed over it, convinced I could find connections between this singular tome of

Where Is Hampton Bay?

There are two Hampton Bays. One is a lovely harbor in Virginia, nestled right up against the better-known Chesapeake Bay. Actually, it’s called Hampton Roads Bay, but two words out of three is close enough. Who needs “roads” in their bay, anyway? The other is a brandmark found on everything from ceiling fans to faucets,

Flihoo

Or is it Yalickr? Either way, the great convergence has officially begun. As much as I want to encourage the expanded use of Flickr, this feels a bit like opening the gates to an unfiltered stampede.