Thanks, Mike, for the picture.
I like that they call it organic
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#votekishi is on the tumblr
Check out http://votekishi.tumblr.com/ . Everyone knows that social media was how William Henry Harrison won the Oval Office. If you’d like to post to it, leave a comment and I may give you the super-secret email.
This one is for my father-in-law
or anyone who is a fan of awesome:
It’s marketing for the new movie, Chronicle. Thanks for the link, Gary.
Who knew I’d be so excited about a spring?
And it’s not even a Slinky.
The garage door works. Woo.
Remember the game Assassins?
In the days before Assassin’s Creed, teens and college students ran around in real life with paper weapons and index cards trying to take out the competition.
In college, I wondered why there wasn’t a Resident Evil-esque Humans vs. Zombies game. It looks like someone is doing that with Nerf guns and has created a pretty formalized set of rules.
My Opera: The Empire
I just made an opera in Finland. Check it out here.
30,000 words
148 pages.
Woo and hoo.
“I’m the bad Minnie.”
“Pew pew pew.”
Apply to be an astronaut
I was going to be an astronaut until I saw that frequent travel may be required. If you think that you have the right stuff, click here.
Teaching actually counts as experience.
So…when do we get to start the Kaelan fan club?
Maybe I’m just inspired by last night’s series premiere of Touch…Who am I kidding? She does a great cover of J.J. Heller’s “What Love Really Means”. Check it out and share it. Who knows? Maybe it will end up on a JumboTron in Times Square.
Crazy sequels to your favorite movies
E.T. Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. Gladiator.
These are all stand-alone movies with no chance for a sequel, right?
Well, as fast as you can say Ariel’s Big Adventure (no offense, Tom), Hollywood will want to cash in. Check out these actual script treatments for some of our favorite movies. Roger Rabbit versus the Nazis?
This is not the end
Some of you may have heard me rant already about one of my new favorite bands (thanks, Jeremy, for pointing me to them). You’ll hear me mention Gungor again, to be sure, but check out two of their songs that I’m really digging right now.
Wake Up Sleeper
(Check out the transition at 2:50. Can we please find a reason to play this as a band?)
And yes, they’re on Spotify/Pandora.
Hey-o at the moon
I think we all can relate to this synopsis from the back of the book.
Now I feel like you’re just trying to guilt trip me.
Your passive-aggressive advertisements won’t work on me.
Sometimes when you hit your writing target for the day
you have to indulge in a random Google search:
Star Wars: Uncut
I know many are posting this (as well as the Bark Side), but I would be remiss in not posting it.
Not everything is as it seems
My oldest asked me to explain the romance aisle of books. There are some things in life that I just can’t rationalize.
Last night, the Runnin’ Gungan confused security cameras with his bouncing gait and floppy ears. He also ruined the night of some poor audio surveillance team by ranting into a bug about the decline of quality Hapan flautists and increased Bith musical stereotypes in the galaxy.
Desert Yeti #2
I was going to protest SOPA by putting a black bar on my post.
Don’t you feel the full force of a simulated censored Internet now?
My students put Google’s protest into words really well without realizing it:
“Man! Some moron drew a dirty picture with Google Doodle and now it got Google blocked.”
It’s not too effective when every day is SOPA Day.
One thing SOPA PIPA has going for it: it sounds like a really tasty treat I used to order at Pancho’s. The trick was to put honey on the inside of the SOPA PIPA. Pancho’s was great because every time you raised the tiny flag, you got more SOPA PIPAS.
Slade, here’s another Desert Yeti for you:
Tonight was funny on the writing front. I was one word short of my writing target for the night. I could either fall short or agonize over the next section. I chose the latter. Spooky scene, though. Sheol will do that to you.
No wonder other countries think we’re weird.
Look at our movie posters. One is from a Steven Spielberg film, the other is from a George Lucas one. Can you guess which movies they are?
“No. I am your…space panther.”
My Favorite Desert Yeti #1
Slade, you’re welcome.
