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MST3K presents “Dark Dungeons”

Thanks to gridlore for the link.

Jack Chick is a weird religious nut who draws little comic tracts espousing his own odd version of Christianity. (I’ve never actually met a Christian who had heard of Chick who wasn’t embarrassed by him, to be honest). Most of them are rather unintentionally funny, and one of the most famous of the Chick Tracts in fandom is Dark Dungeons, which targets the evil and Satanic practice of Role Playing Games.

So what do you do when something is so bad it’s unintentionally funny? You send it up to the Sattelite of Love for Mike and the robots to mercilessly make fun of it.

So someone did.

Go read it, it’s hysterical!

Kudos to Plextor

All too often, when someone writes about an interaction with a tech support organization, it’s to vent. So it’s only fair to write about good experiences as well.

Maybe it’s just me…

I don’t want to suggest in any way that the honour and attention being afforded Pat Tillman’s death in Afghanistan is in any way unearned. And I should not be surprised that our celebrity-driven culture latches onto a story in which a “name” is involved.

But I sat at lunch and idly watched as Fox News talked about nothing but Tillman’s death. For an hour. With commentary from a variety of journalists and pundits, and a conversation with his old college roommate and a variety of lauds and repeated reference to the multi-million dollar contract that he walked away from in order to join the Army.

And he should be commended for that, to be sure.

But….every single man and woman who has died in the service of this country deserves just as much attention. Every single soldier in our military is someone’s son or daughter, someone’s brother or sister, someone’s mother or father, someone’s boyfriend or girlfriend or husband or wife. Every single one of them volunteered to go into harms way in the service of their country.

Over 700 US soldiers (and another 100 UK and other coalition forces) have died in Iraq alone over the last 13 months. Every single one of them was as much a hero. Every single one of them. Why don’t each of them get their hour of television? Why don’t we know each and every one of their names as well as we know the name of Pat Tillman?

Maybe I’m just cynical, and maybe I’m just plain wrong, but somehow the whole spectacle that’s being made of Tillman and his sacrifice leaves me with a sour taste in my mouth.

Namecheck!

eloren pointed this quiz to me:


You are the dark side of geek. No Star-Wars trivia
goes un-answered, No spock ears unworn, no
tarot cards unread, no 10 sided die unrolled.
You are completely in the culture of geekdom.
Just be sure that you choose to be there
because you like it, not that you can’t handle
dealing with ‘normal’ people.

how seriously geeky are you?
brought to you by Quizilla

I was especially tickled by the “What music are you most likely to listen to?” question, featuring one of our own mentioned by name. 🙂

Always Something There To Remind Me…

Meme vectored from nrivkis:

Post a memory of me in the comments. It can be anything you want. Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people remember of you.

…in bed?

Had a wonderful lunch at a newish chinese place with eloren, kitanzi, and maedbh7. My fortune cookie read:

“Genius does what it must, and talent does what it can.” 🙂

Riddle me, Riddle me

Herewith are the questions I have been asked so far, and some musing on the answers.

Three Questions Meme

Yes, it’s that time again, the time where I put YOU in the drivers seat. This time, as vectored from riba_rambles, the questions to be asked are three.

I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want. Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.

So ask away. I needed some stuff to talk about anyway. 🙂

Hysterical LOTR rant

Vectored from dglenn:

The Rant of Sauron


Good evening, mortals, I’d like to introduce myself.
I’m Sauron,the Lord of the Rings.
Caught the title, did you? I should expect so. Most of
you idiots might remember the title to the movie with
Frodo, Legolas, and/or Aragorn in it. Which is why
we’re going to have a little conversation.
*I* am the Lord of the Rings. Not some midget with
hairy feet and blue eyes the size of saucer plates.
Not some pretty boy with pointy ears and a blond wig.
Not some loser king-turned-ranger-turned-king badly n
need of a haircut and a shave. Me. Sauron. The
Deceiver. The real honest-to-Tolkien Lord of the
Rings.

I don’t mean to complain. I’m glad you came to see my
movie. But you seem to have lost focus. The bloody
movie is named after ME!! It’s not “Midget Carrying A
Ring,” or “Cute Elf Boy,” or “Sexy Ranger.” It’s “Lord
of the Rings.” If it was about one of the above, I’m
sure they would have renamed it to “The Ringbearer,”
or some other flowery title.

A bit of this or that…

Vectored from chatworthy

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