Oh, hey, Leo won his Oscar finally. Maybe he’ll retire now. Or maybe he’ll just relax a little bit, and do some movies that are fun to make, and that don’t require acting so hard. Perhaps we’ll see him do a bunch of comedic cameos as “himself” in other people’s movies. Or, if we’re lucky, he will go on as an example to others that all of the money and sex in the world can never satisfy some people’s need for validation. Either way wow, an Oscar! Not bad for a former child star! BTW, Tom Hanks has two.
Good writing should be clear and easy to follow. Each sentence should follow on from the last in a logical, sensible way. Conceptual continuity is required if one doesn’t want the reader to get confused. So, here’s the problem: I’m having some trouble with that. (I won’t tell you exactly how long it’s taken me to write this paragraph, but it was a surprisingly long time!)
Writing is a skill; skills fade without practice. I haven’t been writing a whole hell of a lot recently, and it feels like waaaay more work than it used to. I’m pretty rusty at this point, and it feels weird.
Peavey makes great stuff, but I was surprised to stumble across this MOST EXCELLENT guitar on their website. I mean, damn.
I’m disappointed though that there doesn’t seem to be a Shredder-themed guitar because, I mean, c’mon. Who doesn’t want to shred on a Shredder?
Sorry for not being around much, I’ve been ill. Actually, I’ve been ill off and on since December. Nothing serious, just the typical cold, into sinus infection, into a week of feeling mostly okay, and then getting the flu. I’ve been busy with work this whole time, too. Given the limited amount of energy I’ve had, something had to give, and it’s been blogging. (And a few other obligations, but I don’t want to get into that here.)
I’ve been feeling better for the past week or so, but during that time my great aunt’s husband died (at 89), and that’s… well it’s sad. I can’t say I knew the man very well, but he seemed perfectly happy and good the few times I’ve spoken with him. The world is worse off without him in it, I think.
But I feel so incredibly bad for my aunt. They were so in love, and she is naturally devastated by all this. She deserves not to have to deal with this shit, but that’s the world we live in, I guess. Fortunately, her children are pitching in and taking care of her. It helps a little.
Anyway, that’s what’s been going on in my neck of the woods. I hope everybody’s doing okay where you are.
I just want to take a moment to compliment the headline writer at The Morning News, who gave us this gem: “Somehow, a boiling river in Peru escaped scientific notice for the last 75 years.”
Also, I feel sorry for the river now. Seventy-five years of peace and quiet (and boiling), ruined.
“The trick, as exemplified by IBM’s Jeopardy-winning Watson and Apple’s Siri: you want it to sound slightly robotic, thereby avoiding uncanniness.” From: Making a computer voice that “people like” / Boing Boing
Nah, screw that. I still think Siri and Watson sound creepy. Maybe they should go further in the robotic direction — I think the original Cylons had the right idea.
I propose that we all immediately start referring to this project as “Bro Doubt.” C’mon media, I’ve had a bad week, just give me this one.