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So I broke my bra today.

Yoga. Bending. The underwire popped out. Oops. Sports bras exist for a reason! A Lesson Is Learned.

Now the underwire's coated in plastic, which was nice in that I didn't have to have a bit of raw metal digging into my sternum throughout work all evening. Not so nice when I get home, peer at the whole thing a bit in the spirit of inquiry, and discover: it's coated in pink.

The inside parts of my bra are pink.

I wish, I wish, I wish I knew who to flip the finger to for this.
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MIT discovered fandom! No wait, they call it a "co-viewing clique". A BNF is now, officially, according to the MIT computer-graphics-and-wordbarf-processing department, a ~"pro-amateur media critic"~.

Don't you all just feel so validated?


But seriously, data wonks: somebody help me out here. The comments over there seem evenly split between awe and kudos for the sheer volume of data processed and/or the shiny visualizations created therefrom, and serious underwhelm-ment at the results. What exactly, other than discovering fandom*, has this guy done?

More to the point, and p'raps more fun to think about, what COULD he do? What would YOU do with all that linked data? It seems a bit like a 3D map of a web we all navigate, by years of practice that's made the moves instinctual to us but maybe completely foreign, to non-fen.

Think of how you might hear about, and then find, a piece of fanfic. Maybe somebody on your friendslist links it, but the link's broken, so you end up trawling or AO3 before you realize, wait, it must be posted on the kink meme! So off you go, and by the time you've read it (and six other fics in the same thread) you've forgotten how you got there. This data could, presumably, plot your course on a physical-seeming map...? but the practical applications of this, to me, are not evident.

It could also, I suppose, plot the course of a fanfic to all its readers? Marketers do this kind of data-mining in the hopes of better selling through statistics, but... otherwise, again, why?

*He could have walked down the hall to the MIT Anime Club. They could've at least told him what it's called.
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So the abacus is making a comeback in Japanese elementary schools! I'm really enjoying this; I truly truly hope it will spread back into common use because it busts wide open plenty of dumb myths about math being hard. Learning your times tables by rote is hard. Using an abacus - including a mental one - is easy. And hey, helping our kids focus and use their right-brains in math class? BONUS PLUS.

I guess it must seem like I'm just adding images in my posts to spice them up now, but I really DO come across a lot of good ones at work. Here's today's winner:
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[ profile] hezul turned me on to this excellent card-game-to-be entitled Cards Against Humanity, which I went ahead and backed because, Apples To Apples for horrible people? Hell yes. You should back it! I want my special print copy of this stuff and so do you.

While I was dinking around Kickstarter, which is a neat use of the internet if there ever was one, I came across this stroke of genius and was very tempted. My only obstacle: I don't have an iPod nano. I WOULD ALMOST GET ONE JUST TO HAVE IT AS A WATCH. it would be faster at playing my tunez than my PHONE, anyhow. Rrgh.

Today's post was brought to you by the word concupiscence. There is really nothing like translating art film reviews from Japanese that got there by way of Czech.

The NYC Commission On Human Rights is apparently investigating Continental. That's the 5 shots for $10 bar at the mouth of Astor Place, the one you always saw and thought 'oh hey, cheap booze' but never went into because it was too early in the day, or it looked skeezy, or the bouncer gave you the evil eye for no good reason. ANYway, they're under the microscope for accusations that they turn folks away at the door on account of being black. And/or Indian. In Astor Place, New York City, twenty-first century.* There's a protest before the bar tonight, waving signs, chanting slogans and raising awareness; organized by Answer Coalition. (Looks like a bunch of students, all geared up and ready to Stop War and End Racism!! Well... godspeed, kids.)

Maybe 30-40 noisy folks were staring down the bouncer across the wide sidewalk? Not even blocking ped traffic - in fact, making a friendly effort to direct spectators not to! - but definitely drawing attention. Also 3 or 4 NYPD out behind the parked plain car, behind them all in the street. All these were big white guys, couldn't help but note.

I asked after the commission's report, and the organizer said I could find it on their website; can't seem to find a listing there, though. Or even a good idea of what it will do, should it come out negative.

*I'm absolutely aware that there's racism in the 21st century. What boggles me is these people seem to think they can get away with a particular and very visible type of segregation that went out of style and out of favor decades ago. They should have the report come down on their asses for being racists, but they should get extra penalties for being dumb as new shit.
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At this point I am near convinced: there is no particular character trait for survival. There is no unique or rare drive that pushes a particular person to live through crisis. There is a natural determination to continue, a desire as much for whatever ideal status quo one adheres to as for life itself, that's common to all of us. There's physical strength and fitness. And then - predominantly - there's luck.

I'm just about to the point of rejecting survival by emotional merit. For every strong kid who makes it there's stronger, more stubborn, arguably more virtuous little bastards who don't.

These authors are talking about the kid characters in their survival stories as clearing the levels of their "real-life" video games. (Present-day fiction.) Press the right buttons, jump with the right timing, and ding! You survived genocide. +10 charisma.

Annoyed. Yes.

Other hand! When they start talking about what they know, i.e. storytelling & its naturally-occurring multiple mediums, and how getting stories through video games and movies and comics is not somehow qualitatively inferior to reading books, as an absolute, they're not utterly hopeless. I suppose.

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I UNDERSTAAAAAAAAND. Everything, or close to everything, after the duel with Juri. I think I even get why the story was told this way!

Incoming. )
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Lina: well I can't help but observe that women in American comics have their own rigid context to which they more or less adhere
Lina: and Academy!Anthy would placidly force herself to adjust to this stereotype, as one of her bridely duties. ^.^
Lina: she's the perfect Japanese wife, submissive and obedient, until Utena demands otherwise of her... so who would demand what in the DC crowd?
Lina: I mean. 'Cause it depends entirely on who wins her right.
Lina: And that question demands the next one: who are the closest to breaking the barrier from ~the system~ into the ~outside world~, and thereby must be diverted/restrained/set against each other? Who are the duelists in the DCU, those moths swirling closest to the flame?
Lina: which. Is ~the barrier~ in the DCU the 4th wall?
Lina: Or is it death? And those who've died and come back have broken out of ~the system~ in which others are so miserably trapped.

Adolescence of the DCU: Anthy in Batmanland. )
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Things that would be mild conditions under normal circumstances are hitting me rather hard this week. I gave myself cold shock yesterday, and the resulting headache was enough to knock me out and make me too nauseous for dinner. We went to the beach today, loveliest beach I have ever seen in my life, and the sun plus the drifting around got me a little overheated and queasy, and then we drove over to an ice cream place across winding roads and ick. The whole thing just hit me quite hard. I was lucky to be in the company of such kind and considerate comrades looking after their newbie: one got me water, another gave me ginger pills, and I sat in the AC and took deep breaths and then had matcha and kiwi ice cream to set things right.

Life is still quite good. And I have internet, now!

ps quail eggs are delicious.
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Gladiator-At-Law, by Pohl - we have two copies! How do we have two copies of GLADIATOR-AT-LAW.

The Three-Legged Hootch Dancer, by Resnick - Cover and title combo

The Red Spider - Doc Savage, by Robison - for the cover:

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And another one: "What- what is that? It's like a half-naked guy with a fishbowl on his head. And a sword."

We had three copies of that.
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Hueg pix are hueg. )

I GIVE YOU: THE ILIAD. in. curtain form. yes.

God it's been so long since I started this I don't even remember why I thought it was a good idea. I guess I just wanted to make something cool out of a whole entire book, okay. Except then the book only lasted for half the curtain and I used class notes and papers and lecture handouts for the rest. ANYWAY. Here is the Iliad. You cannot read it anymore but it is still pretty apparent what it is when you get up close. It has a different texture from the back.

Woot. Iliad curtain.


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