In my quest to find an author whose books I can devour in the same way that I do Terry Pratchetts (his books are quite good, especially with ketchup), I have started Peter F. Hamiltons Reality Disfunction. His other two books that I have read, Pandoras Star and Judas Unchained, were fairly good and pulled off a few really cool sequences, so I was hoping for something similar.
I am a little over halfway through now and it is finally starting to get interesting. 600 pages in. It needs to pull of a seriously spectacular ending if I am to be convinced to buy the sequel.
Another thing: one of the main characters in the book is having sex with, and I am almost not kidding here, every single hot woman he comes into contact with. And the ones he doesn’t have sex with (so far as I have read) either wants to have sex with him or at least finds him really attractive. Now, this could possibly work, but usually it is just too easy. I will now paraphrase his latest encounter to demonstrate:
He was laying on his bed in the guest-room watching boring TV. Suddenly the door unlocks and the landlords hot young wife that, by the way, he met earlier, enters his room entirely uninvited.
Hot young wife: “I want to have sex with you”
Him: “why?”
Hot young wife: “Because I am hot and you are hot and I want to prevent you from having sex with my hot daughter”
Him: “OK”
Fade suggestively to black.
Usually I don’t mind sex in books but in this is getting a little ridiculous.
So this would probably be something more relevant for Twitter, but since I don’t actually post there and also because then I wouldn’t be able to make this small-but-still-larger-than-140-characters stab at Twitter I am posting it here.
A fun site I tumbled u-pun (times 2, intended but failed). Name speaks for itself: Clients From Hell
Not that I actually have any of that this time. I had just forgotten about my latest post and was actually kind of surprised, because, really, it’s not that good.
No, what I wanted to say was that I had been super swamped with work and that is why I haven’t written anything in waaay to long. Unfortunately, I can’t even say that because that would be a lie, and lying is wrong. Especially on the internet, where everything is right and proper.
As is customary in these cases, I give you some old drawings. These are a couple of character design tests that I did for a Nintendo DS game that I wanted to make. It was supposed to be an old school adventure-game not entirely unlike The Fate of Atlantis, except with a young female archeology student and also possibly the fountain of youth. Or something.
Game Girl
It also bears mentioning that I have now unlocked, from the deepest recesses of racial memory, the secret knowledge of baking carrot-cake (my mom gave me the recipe) which means that I am now doomed to become brown, oblong and delicious, if the saying is to be believed.
Not even when I die. It’s true. But it might need some CPR from time to time. CPR, by the way, is short for Cardio-Pulmonary Resuscitation so don’t pretend I never tell you anything useful…
Today’s anecdote is about me. I recently found out that I am actually spending more money than I am making. Ignoring for at moment the fact that I am only procuring spending capital and not actually making money, this came as quite a disappointment to me.
The anecdotal part of this story and the part that is very telling to my way of dealing with money, is that my reaction to the said discovery was to immediately buy a butt-load of books on Bamazo, I mean Amazon…
I am so looking forward to getting them!
It’s note like I really need and excuse, but I have been wanting to play with doing something a little less clean than what I usually do. Something with rough lines and textures and stuff*. I think I will go back to drawing Guild Wars™ girls again soon.
This is not a Jedi in her underpants
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* and no, said stuff is not “boobs” or “light sabers. Those are just bonuses.
Watched your movie. It was not very good. Hope you make something better next time.
Yours
- Kennet
PS. Please don’t kill me.
So, here is a fun little thing to tell you while my particles are caching. I was watching a video on YouTube about “New Techniques for Acquiring, Rendering, and Displaying Human Performances”, because I am that kind of geek, and when I was done I figured I would take a look at what else the Google Tech Talk channel had to offer. So I click the link, see nothing particular interesting and then go on to click the link to the most popular videos. Lo and behold a video called “Sex on the Internet” was first on the list.
By a margin of 1,433,861 views against 136,161 for the second runner up.
Now, I am not sure why I am surprised. It is possible that I just figured that a Tech Talk channel would be boring enough to be safe. In hindsight, I think that is probably missing the whole point.
As always happens when parents get a break from work and go home to spend some quality time with their consoles or various other gaming machines of choice, it is inevitably the children that suffers.
Or to put it another way: Sorry for not posting. I was playing Valkyria Chronicles.
PlayStation Home launched today (yes, i know. Officially it was yesterday but I logged on at 23.00 and it still wasn’t there which means that in reality, it launched today) and I had a little look around. I have to say, there were times when I sat with my jaw on the floor. Mostly, those times were when looking through the shops. 8$ for a brand new virtual not-actually-real-at-all-house? 1$ for an ditto origami dog!? That’s just crazy.
It makes me a little sad, actually. Home seemed so promising. Another place where I could satisfy my need to customize stuff and make female avatars! But, as it is, Home just feels to much like an elaborate 3d attempt at making you spend money on nothing.
Speaking of female avatars, I also got hit on two times in the 10 minutes that I was idleing in Town Square. I mean, all right, my avatar is hot, but seriously people! Are you really that desperate?
Later Addition: Penny Arcade has a good summary of how I feel about Home, only better written and with pictures.
