How many times have I confused the Firefox, redbox and facebook app icons despite their distinct image differences?
My brain sees sounds more than it sees colours, and has fun with alliteration and synonyms, I guess…
How many times have I confused the Firefox, redbox and facebook app icons despite their distinct image differences?
My brain sees sounds more than it sees colours, and has fun with alliteration and synonyms, I guess…
Here is the Aquatic Leaping Bubble Boy in his first video.
Be kind. He hasn’t even learned how to walk yet!
Just wait until he tells you a story by showing you the action on otherworldly shores.
When we were kids, were we able to ice skate the first time we stepped onto the rink?
Well, the Aquatic Leaping Bubble Boy gets to experience ice skating for the first time he was animated from a 2D drawing to a “2.5-dimensional” experiment using CrazyTalk Animator Pro (the trial version):
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Recent thanks to Debra at KCDC; Chrystyna and Austin at Publix; Kizzie and Katy at Steak ‘n’ Shake; the cheerful people at Madison County License Department
Now I know why my house keeps shaking — the power of F-1 (no, not that F1), the one with real explosive power under your feet!
As secret leader of the universe, one finds oneself in charge of everything which, in itself, is interesting and attractive but not always exciting.
One may also find oneself referred to in monotheistic terms or multitheistic terms but these are just as useless to use for labels as atheistic to describe people who positively hold no theist beliefs at all.
When one knows everything, the word “surprise” has no meaning, either.
Thus, when your scientists and engineers decided to crashland the Beagle 2 onto the surface of Mars, one knew the result to follow.
One needs no supercomputer to calculate the permutations.
One can clearly see the solar-powered nanobots hidden onboard would quickly spread from the landing site and prepare or “seed” the surface for future followers.
One realises the consequences of releasing live microorganisms, too, but one does not speculate.
One observes the expected.
One concludes and reports.
That is all that is necessary for the omniscient.
One avoids the word omnipotence.
One is.
That is all.
As I return to the quiet suburban woodlands to gaze at my navel orange slowly shrinking on the sunny windowsill, I practice my doodling, animating the sketches on the fly.
My first creation, after reading through the IDRAWCOMICS reference guide:
THE AQUATIC LEAPING BUBBLE BOY!!!
Hatched in our subbasement laboratory, the Aquatic Leaping Bubble Boy is allowed to see the light of day.
Meanwhile, after consulting with my trusty sidekick, Guinevere, who has moved on to the Martian colonies in order to let more of our creations enjoy the open air and low gravity for which they were genetically modified and bred, I will see what the next sidekick has in store for our Creative Futures Department.
Beware you tweeters out there — a word to the wuse is sufficient:
http://www.securelist.com/en/blog/208193900/Twitter_Phishing_Campaign_Spreading_Via_Direct_Messages
Lately, I noticed for a bunch of different phone numbers the same voice that said, in a generic southern California accent, “Is the lady of the house there?,” similar to the previous recording that said, “This is Rachel from cardholder services.”
I wondered how the same person could be calling the house all the time.
Finally, my curiosity got the best of me. I responded with my usual “Ola. No habla inglés,” and waited to see what would happen.
The call rolled over to a telemarketer, on whom I hung up as she said, “Hello! This is Amanda and the reason I’m calling is…”
…or taken its last breath?
What do you do if your credit score is in the top 90th or 99th percentile?
Rather, what have you done?
Living here 1000 years from now, with others who arranged it so, I ask myself if I should keep cracking jokes about this time period.
I have nearly recovered emotionally from the recent deaths of my mother in-law and father.
One estate has been closed, credit scores are in tip-top shape, and life presents many opportunities between now and 365000 days from now.
What about an event 13,622 days from now?
What will inspire me to move forward from this point, my wealth hidden from prying eyes/hands, my health in relatively decent shape and little in the way of wild-dogs-chasing-me, skeletons-in-the-closet-scaring-me or something-to-prove-prodding-me into the future?
Youth is in the hands of the young. Young adulthood is in the hands of the leaders-to-be. Leaders are in the hands of their followers.
Thus, I pause.
I do not have anyone or any subculture to compare myself against to justify my existence.
I am myself, the mix of cults and [sub]cultures which formed me.
Every person finds connection with others in one way or another, collectively called generations.
Generations of kids are led, lead and create their own mass identity.
My generation helps form world opinion from many perspectives, politically from the White House, reshaping mass identity.
The purchasing power of money buys opportunity, which may transform one’s emotions into a state of happiness.
Cultural shifts are painful to someone(s) comfortable with the way things had just become from the way they were before.
One needn’t stay in sync with the zeitgeist to be happy.
The absence of the knowledge of one’s relative poverty to another’s relative wealth may or may not make one happier than those who are not ignorant of such, including absolute differences of purchasing power.
Catchy phrases are memorable but not necessarily wise.
A pink cherry tree blooms at the end of the street on the 18th of January 2013. I am happier for seeing its blooms in the depths of winter but sad for the insects who will later suffer from the absence of its blooms when they are ready to feed on cherry tree flower pollen.
Life out of balance — where does one’s ability to adapt to change affect one’s happiness?
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With my evaluation version of Windows 8 having expired, do I purchase the commercially released version or switch back to Ubuntu Linux on this five-year old notebook PC?
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Tomorrow’s blog entry: the concept of total cost of ownership (TCO) and TCO’s impact on one’s standard of living’s impact on the future 1000 years from now, subtitled, “When you live in a retirement community on the Moon, who picks up your garbage and washes your windows?”