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I caught Sahara on the tube the other night, and thought its blend of pure mindless fun and solid barely plausible technical background was perfect. It wasn't a great movie, but it was a great guy-flick.
It made me wonder if Cussler's novels share that gee-whiz quality. So does this CS Monitor interview.
When Luis Sinco snapped Lance Corporal James Blake Miller's picture, he was photographing a hero. But heroes aren't always what they seem—and they don't always play to type.
Nor are they always apparent at first glance.
Here's seven minutes of the most cringe-worthy rock spectacle I've ever seen. The official story for this caca-phony is that the backing tapes were played back at 48kHz sampling rate as opposed to 44.1kHz. (Umm, in pro sound reinforcement, wouldn't it be the other way around?) I think Eddie, who has to be eligible for AARP now, was concentrating so hard on getting those jumps just right, he didn't notice the incredible suckitude of the solo—or, for that matter, the song.
I just got off the phone with Henry Fiol. Though his singing voice ranges from ethereal to ferocious, his speaking voice is that of the common man—a City accent, a casual flow, the blurring of sounds the dropping of syllables a friendly slang. He sounds like a relative, one of my father's cousins. He sounds like family.
I can't wait to meet him. He'll be stopping by our office late Thursday afternoon to answer a few questions.
Holy shit: I'm excited!
Back in October, when I initially asked Mr. Fiol if he'd like to do the interview, I knew very…
The writers for The Late Show are busy withholding their writing from the studios. So naturally, they started a blog. Great, as if I needed another daily blog addiction.
I'm solidly hooked on The Comics Curmudgeon and I have to confess that the newly revived Cracked website is a guilty pleasure, so when the two get together to describe the "Five Most Unintentionally Hilarious Comic Strips," you know I'm there.
Cracked usually manages to skirt that thin line between genius and stupid; the fans who comment, well, not so much. Skip the comments.
I believe I've linked to this in the past, but golly, I get a kick out of it—and it's coming soon!
What the StupidFilter is about: "The solution we're creating is simple: an open-source filter software that can detect rampant stupidity in written English. This will be accomplished with weighted Bayesian analysis and some rules-based processing, similar to spam detection engines. The primary challenge inherent in our task is that stupidity is not a binary distinction, but rather a matter of degree. To this end, we're collecting a ranked corpus of stupid text, gleaned from user comments on…
The Cassini-Huygens probe has been recording the sounds of Saturn. My cats, who are thoroughly bored by everything audio (other than the gear's heat-generating properties), were quite agitated by these sounds. Good to know, hee hee hee.
Hat tip to Skip Winter.