Monthly Archive for August, 2003

About.com answers: Why does my cat lick me?

It’s not so much the licking my hand that I mind, but sometimes the one cat will lick the other cat, and I can’t get down with that. Lick my hand or lick the other cat but for the love of Pete don’t do both, you know? Like I don’t have enough of a dirt phobia as it is.

This similarly informative government publication made me kind of worried, but I wouldn’t categorize his licking as excessive. Fresh water every day and a bowl of Iams should make most cats pretty content, yes? [It’s not Nutro, but I don’t eat steak everyday, either.] I guess I’ll have to live with the licking, particularly if it is a sign of affection. I just try to steer him away from licking my hands [shudder].

Steve Mariucci’s hilarious Linc-Merc ads.

The new Lions coach has been the focus of the current turn-of-model year media blitz. One TV ad identifies him as “a shrewd negotiator” as the camera focuses on three reserved parking spaces outside of Ford Field, with three different L/M sport-utes parked in them. But there’s a radio ad that puts Mariucci in a much more sympathetic light:
“I grew up in Michigan. My career took me away, but I dreamed about coming home. And then I came home. And I said ‘I’m home. I’m where I wanna be.”

Sensing a macro in the making, I immediately called Victor [one of the perks of Victorlams.com/etc: All-Access Gold is a members-only hotline, along with a 24-7 live camfeed and a 3-CD set of new music that went on sale exclusively to members 1.5 months before it went on sale exclusively to Best Buy shoppers]. The amazing thing is that, as soon as he answered, I went into my piss-poor Steve Mariucci impression, and he knew exactly what I was talking about. And that’s how “And I said ‘I’m home’” became a gag. Feel free to use it early and often. Because “we’re building something good here.”

I am going to try to record this for posterity somehow, some way.

Hero of the day: VCDGear.

A very useful MPEG conversion and fixing tool I found through a search on DVDRHelp.com [motto: “Someone has already had your problem at least once.”], a FAQ and forums site for all kinds of transcoding and archiving needs.

“Terminator 3: Special Drunk Edition”

“THE SPEAKERS DO NOT BELIEVE IN RACISM, OR THE PERSECUTION OF GAY PEOPLE OR THAT CHRISTOPHER LAMBERT IS THE GREATEST ACTOR OF THIS GENERATION.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED…

What we have here is CD1 of the Replica release of T3 with an ‘odd’ commentary by a bunch of drunks.”


Some people have too much time, I guess. I wouldn’t know where to find this for download — well, I would, but I haven’t been so desperate to configure the newsreader and start worrying about the download quotas. But you can’t go browsing VCDQuality.com and not notice a file called “T3: Special Drunk Edition.” I thought it was going to be filmed in jitter-cam or something.

Nintendo Follow-Up

This weekend we made the hundred-dollar commitment and got a Game Boy Advance SP for Abbey, along with the Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets game.

All the stuff I said the other day, I still mean — and I was heartened to see Slashdot link to a “crude, but thoughtful” PWOT article that
pretty much said exactly what I said but added pictures of a GC wearing Truck Balls.

Incidentally, I read a recent Nintendo Power this weekend. More words and better writing. Still wouldn’t subscribe, but it was much more pleasant than I remember them being when I was younger [and subscribed, for a year].

The graphics in the Harry Potter game are fantastic — better than an SNES would be, though not quite PlayStation quality — but between that and the new-ish
Indiana Jones game on the Xbox, if I never have to jump on and off of moving or falling platforms again, that will be just fine.

Current pop-music observations.

  • I am really digging “I Want You,” by Thalia and Fat Joe. When Ja Rule sings duets with up-and-coming R&B chanteuses, he gets on my nerves. But when Fat Joe does these duets, he sounds awesome. I think Fat Joe’s songs are better.
  • Whenever I heard 50 Cent’s line in “Magic Stick” when he sings “I hit the baddest chicks,” I always thought, before I looked it up, that it sounded like “I hit the battleships.” Which begs the burning opinion question “what board game best personnifi
    es your bedroom life?” Anyone who answers “Sorry!” gets 5 points and the world’s smallest violin.
  • I swear they did something to Rob Thomas’ voice in that MB20matchbox twenty song “Unwell.” They pitched it up or took out his low-end or something. I mean, listen to “Unwell” with one of their earlier songs, like “Push” or “Mad Season,” and y
    ou’ll probably hear what I mean. The first time I heard “Unwell” I thought that Savage Garden had gotten back together and written their best song ever. Don’t get me wrong, I like matchboxMB20 and Savage Garden are not unlistenable either.
  • Canton Public Library has a good rock collection. Most of the hot new Detroit bands are covered — the Stripes, the Von Bondies, Whirlwind Heat… and non-Detroit bands too: I recently checked out the Thorns album. The Thorns are Matthew “Girlfriend
    ” Sweet, Shawn “Rock-a-bye” Mullins, and Pete “I swear I had a hit song once” Droge. They have joined forces to create a Gen-X Crosby, Stills, and Nash. I bet they would beat me up for calling them that, but it really works. I like it.
  • CDs I have recently paid money for include that new “The Who Live at the Royal Albert Hall” set, which is pretty hot and which has a bunch of fun guest stars. It’s oddly intriguing to hear Bryan Adams sing “Behind Blue Eyes,” but my favorite is Pete
    Townshend duetting with The Man on “So Sad About Us.”

Little big victories.

Roundup of news from the real-world:

  • The wife passed her Michigan Test of Teacher Certification with flying colors. She eventually wants to teach junior high, which makes her just about the most compassionate or masochistic person I know. I’d teach Kindergarten or something. I look forward to meeting the father of the first eighth-grade degenerate who smarts off to her, and putting his frontal lobe through his neckbone with a shovel. You have to establish a standard early on.
  • Just when I thought all the wedding excitement was over for a few years, our good pals Jonathan and Jen are getting married next summer.
  • I finally got my wallet cards for my CompTIA A+ and Network+ certs. The new-job excitement has made it difficult to schedule study time for the next test, but I want to get to it in the next week-and-a-half.
  • We got our power back relatively early, fortunately. Overall, I think the men and women of Detroit Edison did a fine job of getting everyone back on track fairly quickly.
  • For those who have asked, the photo galleries on B&Adotcom were created with a freeware Mac utility called Galerie.

Note to self on Xpath2rss.

Mission: scrape a page with no official RSS feed, filter it, and display
the results. I’ve already got the filtering and display down, pretty
much; just need to scrape. Xpath2RSS
looks like it would be a good solution. Sleep on it.

Gettin’ the AOL out of AOLTW?

It seems amusing to me to me that AOL wants out of the AOL Time Warner name. Time Warner hasn’t been doing a lot of screwing up lately. I think someone probably asked Jon Miller to propose this, no matter what he says.

Silly Rabbit, Nintendo is for Kids.

Slashdot is remembering back to the olden days of Nintendo eliminating some of the racy humor from Maniac Mansion, along with the predictable replies that Nintendo has always done this sort of thing, and a response to that reply of “What’s wrong with that?” that particularly got my goat.

Even at the ripe old age of twelve I could tell that Nintendo Power was clearly written for a younger target market. No big words, lots of bright primary colors. Not that GamePro or EGM was the Wall Street Journal [many of their early layouts, using blown-up screenshots as backgrounds and the like, made my eyeballs bleed], but at least EGM gave games negative reviews when they were deserved.

I will not soon forget the first time I heard Randy Quaid, voicing the animated Colonel Sanders in a KFC ad, wrap his dulcet, hick-accented tones around the proper noun “Poe-kay-maun” [a Kids’ Meal tie-in] and I knew instantly that I wanted no part of it. I mean, who wants to go into a store, with other people around, and order “Pikmin” or “Animal Crossing” or “[Old Game Rehash] Advance” by name? I have super good pals who do this all the time, but I like them anyway.

I must admit, though — the wife and myself both want Game Boy Advances [is that the correct plural version, or is it “Game Boys Advance,” like “Attorneys General?”]. The wife will get hers for Christmas, if not sooner [she deserves it sooner], but should I ever get one, I have already promised myself I will not purchase, for myself, any game with “Advance” in the title.

As has been suggested earlier in this piece, “Advance” is a marketing way of saying “we couldn’t come up with anything new, so here’s an oldie you can play portable now.” It’s this era’s version of “Super” [remember how every SNES port from the NES had to have SUPER in the title? Like anyone under the never-trust-age of thirty would get confused at the store and take the wrong game home, much less manage to fit the cartridge into the console] and “64” [as in “Quest… 64!” and “International Superstar Soccer… 64!”].

I do believe Nintendo will start making some decisions that gives their future [non-portable] consoles a greater chance for success again. A component-width, front-loading case, six buttons in two rows of three on a controller, and maybe a Nintendo Power RAW [“for the mature fan”], written for a sixth-grade reading level, would be a great beginning. Until then, you can find me over here in the 48” or taller line.

Oh, one more thing: Square, I think I speak for a silent majority who is getting a little sick of sequels to a game called “Final Fantasy.” What is that even supposed to mean?