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Pop-cultural anthropology
I was watching an older TV show (read that as: very standard-def) the other night, when an incredibly amusing thought occurred to me.
You know the old pop culture convention where someone makes a phone call on a land line, and someone else quietly listens on another phone on the same line, overhearing everything that’s said, thus introducing some complication to the plot?
Kids who have only ever known cell phones aren’t going to have even the slightest freaking clue as to what that‘s all about. … Read more
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Actually, that bit of tornado terminology is outdated: it should be EF-U. Residents of Cloverfield need to hit the deck pronto. A bit of movie news on Variety.com has me chuckling [
I think I’ve worked out enough kinks in my Diabolical Plan for an audience participation piece at my Glitchcon table in a few weeks to let you in on it.
In a few days, provided that the daily downpours cease for a while (not that I’m complaining – aside from the fact that the lawn has risen, zombie-like, and begun to grow again, we really needed the rain here in northwest Arkansas), the highest bidder – well, only bidder – of my eBay auction to get rid of my Kick arcade game (generally better known as Kickman) will be here to retrieve his loot. I’m grateful to him; the proceeds go a long way toward my attempt to kick (ha!) this whole self-published-author gig into driving gear. It’s fair to say that me getting that off the ground is far more important than something the size of a fridge sitting around in my room, still needing a new cap kit, still being here.
Late last night, a really goofy thought hit me about an audience participation gag for Glitchcon. It would actually be tied into this year’s Doctor Who season premiere, which – the advance publicity boasts – features every previous model of Dalek from the original series in one strange setting. I’ve now come up with an idea to place Daleks, new and old, in an even stranger (and interactive) setting. Part of me thinks it’s goofy enough that folks might walk by and stare and not have anything to do with the other stuff on the table (that would be bad, since I’m trying to sell books), another part of me thinks it’ll be irresistible (which would be good, because… ooh, look! Books and DVDs! Shiny things for sale!).
