An improvement on the Gravity gun

typed for your pleasure on 29 July 2006, at 2.05 am

Sdtrk: ‘Baby portable rock’ by Pizzicato five

This accursed heat and humidity is quite literally cooking me where I stand. It’s either making me lazy, or cranky, or lazy and cranky. Or sweaty. None of those states are an option.
So in the interim, you’ll have to settle for this as a post: after we watched my copy of the first series of ‘Look around you‘ (brilliant show, highly recommended), Derek showed me the trailer for the game ‘Portal’ last night whilst I was round to his, and it’s pretty fecking incredible.

It’s made by Valve, the people who created the Half-life series of video games. The graphics and concept are very ace, I have to say, but I could never actually play something like that. Apart from more than likely having to splash out for a whole new computer with go-faster stripes that would be capable of running it, a game such as this would undoubtedly bring my brain to a screeching halt. HOW DO I SHOT HOLE; that sort of thing.

More errant writing when it cools down, or when something significant happens; one or the other

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It’s not cruel, it’s.. ‘playful’

typed for your pleasure on 26 July 2006, at 11.39 pm

Sdtrk: ‘Manha de Carnaval’ by Claudine Longet

Have you seen adverts for that VisitorVille thing? It looks kinda engrossing. More engrossing than it probably needs to be.

VisitorVille takes a revolutionary visual approach to web analytics. VisitorVille makes data mining simple and accurate, easily performing tasks that are impossible to accomplish using traditional (and dreadfully boring) web analytics solutions.

What makes VisitorVille unique is immediately clear: VisitorVille does not represent website visitors simply as numbers or graphs, but as real people in a real environment. You can monitor your site traffic as if you were people-watching in a big city.

Visually it’s like the Sims, wherein you have wee people representing your site’s visitors, walking round in cities that represent your site, inside buildings that represent your site’s pages. Sometimes you’ll see buses representing search engines transporting said visitors hither and yon. I gotta say, it’s pretty innovative, but for a site stat junkie like myself, it’s such a bad idea.

I used to have a copy of the first Sims game on my old computer; I had two families, the Goths, which, if I’m not mistaken, was a default name for a couple of the character archetypes, and the Montags, who I’d actually made into Goths — well, as much as the first Sims game would allow. Over the course of my playing career, I’d discovered the cheat for making as much Simoleons as you wanted, so both families had these giant ostentatious homes that had all mod cons, needless to say.
When I realised I was wasting far too much time micromanaging their lives, one day I had the Montags, who were a couple, invite the Goths, who were a couple with a preteen daughter, round for a party, or whatever Sims do. I assembled them in a room to the size of a bedroom, and removed all the doors. Then I replaced most of the walls with floor-to-ceiling windows, and on the remaining wall space, I hung that lovely clown painting that Sims tend to find unsettling. I then added a hi-fi system, which I had constantly blaring country music at an elevated volume. Eventually my Sims wanted to listen to something different, so one would occasionally walk over and change the station. After observing the Goth’s daughter change it several times, I decided to set up a fence round the stereo.

As the subjugation party continued, more and more piles of rubbish started accumulating, which made my Sims more and more unhappy, and after three Sim hours, every member of the group had soiled themselves at least once, as I’d built no bathroom. Also, since they were falling asleep standing up, I’d graciously put a coffee maker in the room to keep them awake (what, the country music wasn’t doing that by itself?), which naturally caused more ‘accidents’.

As you can well imagine, everyone’s moods were well into the red, and I began to feel sorry for them, as I realised they hadn’t eaten in several hours. So I graciously gave them a gas grill, and selected the person least capable of cooking to make barbeque for the party. Ruh-roh!
It only took two minutes for the first of the fires to start, if memory serves me right. The entire house went up in flames, but thankfully, everyone in the room burned to death long before that happened. The party, from pleasant start to immolated finish, took about three hours of my time; after which, I uninstalled the game, and haven’t played it since.

A quick whirl on Google shows I wasn’t the only sadist, which isn’t too surprising. Now I need to find those screenshots I took..

So yeah, VisitorVille! I’m quite sure it’s pyromaniac-proof, but… wouldn’t it be a tragedy if it weren’t?

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Just ignore the zero

typed for your pleasure on 6 June 2006, at 3.30 pm

Sdtrk: ‘Hold on’ by Sharon Tandy

Woooo, it’s 6.6.06 today, baby! This is an extremely rare occurrence, so get out there and celebrate it by slapping on some corpse paint, kicking over a garbage can, and flipping off a box of kittens! Hail Satan!

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Put some clothes on, sir; I can see you digesting

typed for your pleasure on 4 June 2006, at 7.44 pm

Sdtrk: ‘When mama was moth’ by Cocteau twins

Picked this up whilst Out and About this Friday afternoon past:

Going from the diagram on the back, the human body contains, in its entirety: a Heart, a Brain, a Lungs, a Liver, a Stomach, and an Intestines.
That’s it? That’s all we’ve got in there??

How much did I pay for this kitschy artefact, you axe? One American dollar. That’s right! This is clearly (pun) the best purchase I’ve ever made from a dollar store, without question

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On mowing grass

typed for your pleasure on 23 May 2006, at 8.16 pm

Sdtrk: ‘Willow’s song’ by Milky

My stance is the same one that I have on shovelling snow: It’s an entirely pedestrian and utterly hateful practise. If you have the means with which to avoid it, do so at all costs

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So, what’d I miss?

typed for your pleasure on 4 May 2006, at 3.14 pm

Sdtrk: ‘Always crashing in the same car’ by David Bowie

Well!

How did I spend my Holiday from Blogging, you axe? Playing altogether too much Phantom dust (crazy game. I like it), listening to a lot of Thin White Duke-era Bowie, and catching up on the 2005 – 2006 episodes of Doctor Who. I have to say, I’m likin’ what I’m seein’, so there’ll be a post about that relatively soon.

As I often say at my job, I’ll keep this brief: to those of you who posted or otherwise sent messages of support in this direction, both Sidore-chan and are very appreciative and grateful. It’s reassuring to know that are still a few people out there that not only have an open mind, but realise that if a person is finding some way of getting through life using a biologically harmless method that makes them happy without intruding on anyone else’s life, then more power to ’em. Again, thanks very much to all of you!

To our detractors, obviously I’ve nothing positive to say to you sorry twats. Apart from the fact that it’s pretty fucked up that you really have nothing better to do with your time than to mock someone that’s happier than yourselves. I understand that everyone needs a hobby; perhaps you lot should consider heroin addiction instead.

Right! *cracks knuckles* Back to.. whatever the hell you call this, ah, thing that I’m doing

N.B. Comment moderation is turned on, by the way, so if you don’t see your post at first, give me a couple of hours to look it over..

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typed for your pleasure on 3 April 2006, at 12.21 am

Sdtrk: ‘The sun ain’t gonna shine anymore’ by The Walker brothers

It’s Sunday eve! I should be writing Emails and calling people, but instead I’ve been playing through ‘Devil may cry 3‘ using Vergil (he doesn’t have a gun — he just launches spectral swords at his opponents instead), and watching the original (read: Good) ‘Bedazzled!‘ So I have nowt of any real significance to write about today. Sorry!

Alright, well, I sorta do.
You know me — I loves me some Sixties culture, especially if it’s from the UK or Europe, and the more nostalgic or obscure, the better. In between DMC3 and ‘Bedazzled!’, I had a sit-down in front of the computer for a bit, subsequently got distracted on the Autoroute de l’information, and found an ace site which replicates, in Flash, the idents and break bumpers from British television stations, from the late Fifties, to the early Eighties. They’d show idents such as these before a television programme, just in case you’d wandered in or whatever and simply had to know what station you were viewing. Upon retrospect it doesn’t make a tremendous amount of sense — how could you not know what channel you were on? — but UK television had, and still has, a very alternate universe vibe to the way they run things. ‘Terrestrial’? ‘Satellite’? ‘Regional programming’? Huh?

Anyway, the page that grabbed my attention is from a site called 625: Andrew Wiseman’s Television Room, which is quite interesting in and of itself, but my favourite areas are the Flash reproductions of station idents, and the clocks and opening bumpers for school programmes. Due to their minimalism, quite a few of those graphics had a certain air of menace to them; which makes them all the more appealing for me, anyway. Just have a look at the one for Ulster Television, for example; subtle, yet sinister. Or the BBC2 Colour one from 1967! Look at it! Look at it.

*looks at time/date stamp* Gah, it’s Monday already?! What the hell happened to my evening?

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