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Throughout the years, Marvel has had great match-ups, like the Hulk and Thing or Spider-Man and Wolverine. Now with the merger by Disney, it offers up even more pairings. (Imagine Kingdom Hearts and all of the Square properties. I wonder how Universal Studios (host of the Heroes Island section of their park) reacted to the news. And a Pixar-Marvel match-up? Excelsior, John Lasseter. Excel-si-freaking-yor.)
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The Punisher and Goofy is all Devin’s idea.

Thanks, Devin, for shedding the light on paranormal activity at Bookman’s.

Actually, I think I always guessed that place didn’t fall within normal…

I wonder if we’ll see a resurgence of foam-based proton packs.

I actually paid attention this year during the Fantasy Football draft. I’m mildly excited for my roster.

You guessed it – Ochocinco!

Did you hear about Setentacinco in yesterday’s game?

I upgraded to Snow Leopard this morning. Some non-advertised changes are there and I love it. One simple one is the default for screenshots. I can’t tell you how many “Picture 1″s I have at school. Now it details when the shot was taken.

The live preview of documents is pretty cool. You could do Quick View with the spacebar and read the file without opening it. Now you can watch the video or flip through the pages much easier, all without opening a program. Very time-saving. (I use Quick View to sort through my deluge of librarian documents.)

I was at ~6GB room left on my hard drive and now I have ~17GB as of this writing.

It’s very useful, like this:

Today involved:

1. No belt. For the first two hours I had to teach while standing like this guy:
   
2. The revelation on Facebook that I am Batman – the belt and lunch are just one facet of the utility of it all
3. I borrowed some shoelace-ish material from the janitor’s closet and fashioned a rudimentary belt while hiding in the server room
4. A long-since vanquished evil has awoken from its eight-year slumber
5. My wife brought me lunch and book two to Skeleton Creek…Devin, one of the new students is hounding me for book two of Generation Dead. Thoughts?
6. Scott Westerfeld posted a link to audio from his new book, Leviathan. I don’t want to get anyone’s hopes up, but I’m in the works to get him to our school sometime in the spring
7. I got to hang out with my niece:
   
8. I’m anxiously awaiting this:
   

As our league’s Fantasy Football draft approaches this Saturday, I wonder what it will be like since I have not bought Madden for a couple of iterations.

I mean, how many variations on guys in tights hugging each other can you get?

Companies are trying to grab new followers, experimenting with different immersion technologies. I think this first one is very limited.

The next one just scares me.

Yes, that’s an actual patent and yes, that’s the artwork their marketing department really thought would engage the imagination.

I think that they are intending this:

for games featuring these:

where I believe that they are missing out on these:

Context: This was sparked by this past week’s Faithnotes.

If
1999 Kosovo
1972 Londonberry
and
1536 Vilvoorde
are our responses…

What should His be?

We adopt new tactics
Emotional Terrorists
Conform to my will
Or we blow this unity apart

Two year-old desires matched with thirty year-old resources

We cause trouble for our family
We deserve the wind

But He is the same from
Red Sea
to
Galilee

Creatures of dust complain
Life is too slow, too quick

And yet

We are the praise of His glory?

He is not insane
He has not handed the kingdom over without purpose

Adopted children?
Chosen?
Christ is the perspective

Especially with the How to Draw a Pointillism Princess, I think it’s time for some art.

Those of the Kriege der Sterne persuasion will recognize this as the hermit who has been living for generations on Korriban in cliff-side ruins entangled by a cactus swarm.

Even if you didn’t play on Saturday (although you were invited, @bessiejo), the hermit may look similar to another bearded loon.

You may have heard that there is a Star Wars vs. Star Trek thing on the InterTubes. Have you seen the LEGO version of that fight?

On the topic of loons, I found this scrap of paper from a year ago. I can’t figure out what the epsilon I was talking about. (Editor’s Note: Check the comments for a hint at the solution. I remembered it.)

Don’t worry, Mom. It’s not like I write haikus about the library or anything.


I can’t take credit for the Bell Beast. Go visit the Sidewalk Driver for more details on coping with carrot carcinogens.

To fulfill the cutemetrics for this post, here is my youngest eating a half-pound burrito:

I guess if it’s metrics, it should be the 0.22679618 kg burrito.

Songs stuck in my head right now?

Danse by Caedmon’s Call
All creation moves in a cosmic danse
Before the Lord her King;
and the rythms, the reason, the rhyme
of the danse pulses within everything.
And the universe wheels and whirls like
a dervish in perfect seven-step time
The Lord made the Danse,
He taught her the steps, and He causes the songs to shine.

We must danse, danse, danse
danse in God’s honor.
We must yield all our steps unto the King.
We must danse, danse, danse
danse in God’s honor.
Let His praises ring throughout the earth

Adam and Eve dansed in Eden’s environs
Early in earth’s morning air
They named all the animals musical names
Glorious potentiality shared.
But Lucifer sang out a serpentine song
And offered death’s danse as a token.
And pausing to listen Adam missed his step;
Earth’s harmony in the danse broken.

We must danse, danse, danse
danse in God’s honor.
We must yield all our steps unto the King.
We must danse, danse, danse
danse in God’s honor.
Let his praises ring throughout the earth.

Jesus dansed into the world
Singing His heavenly song.
He taught the Danse to those who would
listen and learn as He moved along.
But the steps of His Danse led to a cross
where He died while the haters mocked on.
But He Dansed through death’s arms
and over Hell’s gate and in three days
dansed forth from His tomb

We must danse, danse, danse
danse in God’s honor.
We must yield all our steps unto the King.
We must danse, danse, danse
danse in God’s honor.
Let His praises ring throughout the earth (x2)

He is Lord by Hillsong
Oh blessed lamb once slain
Will reign forever more
His hands once bound now save
Our God will never fail

He is Lord
He is Lord
Sings my soul
He is Lord
And He lives
Yes He lives
I’m alive ’cause Jesus lives

‘Tis at the cross of Christ
Where earth and heaven meet
Where sin is overcome
To God the victory

And now
Let the earth resound with praise
For our Saviour God He reigns
He is high and lifted up
Arise
For the King of glory waits
He is coming back again

You couldn’t wait until he was done drinking?

Anyone else agree with me that these are things of beauty?

Check out more of what happens when an x-ray tech stays after hours at the lab.

I’m sure there’s a metaphor here somewhere: