The new front end on the XBOX360 (that got rammed down my throat tonight before I could watch a movie) is cute and seems like it might be fun. Much like the first 5 minutes of The Sims. Unfortunately, unlike the Sims, there’s nothing to DO with the character/avatar thingie you just created.
Watched the Incredible Hulk ’08 tonight. Pretty good. Fun. Silly. Explodey. Ed Norton managed to put a little bit of acting in there, and Liv Tyler managed to keep her lips from pulling all the light out of the room. There were only a few things (clap out a chopper-fuel fire?) that happened that were along the lines of what made a bunch of engineers and artists at Relic get into a “that wouldn’t work†fight in email.
Seriously. That argument was a lot of fun to watch. It was due to the commercial for the film that came out in 2002, and in that commercial, a tank is picked up the gun barrel and then flung into the distance. People were arguing that it was impossible for anyone (even Der Hulkminsterfuller) to throw a tank by the barrel like that. It would shear off, one side of the argument said. You’re forgetting about centripetal force, the other side said. Gotta love any email thread with “centripetal” in it.
Unlike when I was watching Snakes On A Plane, and wondered aloud why they wouldn’t just turn off the heat, and the snakes would fall asleep. My thing about the Hulk and his friend there? Drowning. There’s nothing about them being so incredibly strong they don’t need air. Also, I keep running into movies where there’s “The Data†and “The Data†has to be given to “The Scientist†so he can “Research†it. Why do they always leave The Data on The Media instead of pumping it into a Gmail account somewhere? Or, worst-case scenario, getting a blog account, uploading the data as if it were a blog post, and then hit Publish?
No, that’s not what happened today with the previous “I’m funny†post. That was just a mistake.
This is how my brain works, constantly. I’m a problem solver by nature, and a puzzler of things that most folks don’t waste their brain cycles on. I walk through those gates in a video store, and before I have my hand on the door, I got six ways (I think) I could defeat the system. Maybe I’m just a devious bastard, but sometimes I like to think it means I’d be good at working for a security firm of some sort, playing devil’s advocate for new systems.
There are other people out there who are WAY better at this stuff than I am, of course, and it struck me this morning while listening to an interview on radio that there’s actually a job out there for people who do things like that, and they do it all day. It’s the job they have, and it’s what they trained for. When they meet people like me they feel like I do when people who don’t get what I do say things like “I want to be in computers, like you are, can you teach me this stuff?â€
I can’t teach you. I can help you learn, and point you in the right direction, maybe, towards things that would come in handy sooner rather than later, but if you’re not interested in, and maybe already doing some of what I do in a day, I can’t put that drive in you. Working “in computers†is like being “on drugs.â€Â It’s big in there, and if you’re not sure what you were thinking you’d be doing when you started out, you’re going to end up spending the whole trip hiding under your desk, and telling people how much easier/faster/prettier everything would be if there was some … uh.
Wow. What the hell am I talking about? I’m tripping, as in wire.
As Stephen Colbert would say: Moving on.
Finally, my very super eenie small camera my mom bought me from ThinkGeek finally broke. Well, the camera itself didn’t die, just the case around it, which brings me to tonight’s question:
If you have a camera about the size of a little box of matches, with a mini USB connector, what would you hide it in, so it doesn’t look like a camera any more. Preferrably something that could sit on my desk, in plain view, without looking like a camera.
Oh, and Movember photos are coming soon. Just need a few more donations on my behalf to make it to my “I’m putting photos of me with a bad ‘stache on the net” line.
To donate to my Mo you can either:
1. Click this link https://www.movember.com/ca/donate/donate-details.php?action=sponsorlink®o=2116366&country=ca and donate online using your credit card or PayPal account, or
2. Write a cheque payable to the ‘Prostate Cancer Research Foundation of Canada’, referencing my Registration Number 2116366 and mailing it to:
Prostate Cancer Research Foundation of Canada
Attn: Movember
145 Front Street East
Suite 306
Toronto Ontario M5A 1E3
Cross your fingers, I’m going to hit Publish now and we’ll see what happens.
