Have you watched that G.I. Joe: Resolute? It’s so much better than the show I remember. Probably because Warren Ellis was involved.
Looking forward to the other seven parts. Sure, it’s a little “GO OUR TEAM! COBRA BAD!” but it’s G.I. Joe.
I’d like to see who’s doing the animation. Looks a little. . . Too good.
I’m kind of excited about Arkham Asylum.
And I was ignoring it for a while, until I just watched a recent trailer for it. I heard Batman speak, and it was Kevin Conroy. Then Harley, and it was Arleen Sorkin. I did some more research, and Mark Hamill is back as the Joker.
I think they just hired the entire animated series voice actors. Which suits me just fine because they did a fantastic job as the characters.
Hell, Clancy Brown is in there as Killer Croc. He normally plays a fantastic Lex Luthor in the animated series but I can see it.
There is something about giving away old clothing. When it’s in the closet, it takes up more than just physical space. When it hangs there, doing nothing, I have to think about it hanging there. How long has it been since I wore it? Is it even something I would wear anymore? When did I wear it last? Did I already replace it with something else? What is it still doing here?
And so on.
Giving away clothing clears my head of those questions. It’s getting space back in my closet, to be sure, but more importantly, it’s getting space back in my head.
I have enough to think about.
I never thought I’d get into the social aspect of the new internet.
I’d been there before, with the open chat with IRC and then the MUCK. Newsgroups, I never posted, merely lurked.
And now, twitter. I really enjoy using twitter, but I’m trying to figure out why. I think of twitter as more of an open channel in IRC, where anyone can say anything. But being able to follow a person makes discussion easier. I’ve had two great experiences with twitter so far.
First, I reconnected with some good people from college. Granted it was an extremely happenstance, roundabout, against the odds occurrence, but it was still great.
Second, a friend and I were able to resolve an issue a friend of mine was having with her corporate internet. Best part: She’s in NYC, I’m in DC, and he’s in Singapore. It’s not a big deal, admittedly, but twitter provided the medium, the environment, where an event like that could happen. It’s a good example of how twitter can communicate more than just a status message or the trivial.
But the trivial part is probably what I enjoy the most. I like small details. I like knowing that a friend of mine is watching his farm animals sunning themselves. I like knowing that a friend of mine bit her lip very badly and she’s in pain. (Er, well, I don’t like the fact that she’s in pain.) I like knowing that another had tea and siopao for breakfast.
These tiny details make up entire lives and while a lot of us are separated by vast spaces, I’m glad that they chose to share those details.
Oh, and the voyeur in me enjoys being able to “hear” anyone else on twitter talking about a game I’m playing or a topic that interests me. That part never hurts, either.
We never had a family board game night. There just wasn’t enough people to have a decent game of Monopoly. Not that I ever had a truly fun game of Monopoly. Most games I play turn into the slow bleeding elimination of the other players. If I ever get roped into it, I usually try to get eliminated first and get back to socializing with the other people that didn’t get roped into playing Monopoly. So, the family night board games don’t interest me as much.
There’s just no desire.
On the other hand, I do have a desire to play the really nerdy, geeky board games. Games like Ghost Stories. I’m not going to do the game justice by describing it, so I’ll just quote the copy.
“Wu-Feng, the Lord of the Nine Hells has found where the funeral urn containing his ashes is kept. His hordes are already marching upon the small village of the Middle Kingdom hiding them.”
You play as a Taoist ghost hunter that defends the small town from the undead. Eventually, Wu-Feng gets his ashes and reincarnates. Then you have to defeat his reincarnation. What’s nice is that it’s a cooperative sort of game, and while it is still zombies, there’s an interesting twist on it. Apparently, Wu-Feng can have any one of ten incarnations and you don’t know which one you’ll be fighting. Additionally, he only shows up at the end of the game, when your players are already worn out from exorcising the rest of his ghost army.
Sounds like good odds, although I’d be hard pressed to play this without quoting lots of Big Trouble in Little China.
“It will never come again.”