I find stuff on the dark underbelly of the internets, where I sometimes labor to clean the tubes.
I find stuff on the dark underbelly of the internets, where I sometimes labor to clean the tubes.
Short form: I wish there were more thrillers that had such great lighting, interesting characters, adult plot, and which did such a beautiful job of treading the line between suspension of disbelief and failure to suspend disbelief. If you like action movies, go see it unless you are allergic to 80s music and beautifully choreographed but intense violence.
(very very mild spoilers below the fold; I will not spoil any plot-points unless you are a genius at reading between the lines)
When I first moved to the farm, in 2002, there were monarch butterflies everywhere. I deliberately kept a big stand of milkweed for them, hoping to attract more.
I was annoyed at myself, earlier, for taking the easy way out and doing a half-hearted job with some iPhone video and bad lighting.
It’s as if they read my mind, or something…
A guy in the audience yelled at one of the tennis players at Wimbledon, so she decided to let him see how hard a professional serve is delivered. He was well-served indeed!
Last weekend my friend in Pittsburgh and I went to visit the Phipps Conservatory.
Pittsburgh’s a great town, with lots of cool museums and galleries (home to the Andy Warhol gallery, Carnegie Museum, Phipps Conservatory, Frick Art Collection, etc.) also there’s way too much great food to be found there, according to my expanding waist-line.
I posted some in-game footage of black holes in Elite.[stderr] Imagine my surprise when I had a similar effect in my own kitchen. Sort of.
It’s hard to estimate the impact of movies that slant our way of seeing things. I think I was 15 or so when I saw Z the first time.
Caine, over at Affinity [affinity] has some terminology statistics about Trump.