So, yay, a few new exercises to try out. Keeps things from getting boring. OTOH, crab fighters? Yeah, I suck at these. Also, the suped-up reptile pushups. Bah. There was much flail involved.
Will attempt to remember to do my other pushups before getting into the wine, but I’m letting dinner settle in at the moment. I think I’ve almost mastered that first day of the second week. We’ll see.
Important data, via BoingBoing: This will only work if the radius of the larger gear is an exact multiple of the radius of the smaller gear. In this case, it’s 2:1.
You see, kids, this is why we wait months and even years for old-fashioned publishing to push books down their production calendar, and suffer with manly tears the sting of multiple rejection letters. It’s called gatekeeping, and it’s what keeps you from accidentally picking up a book at, say Barnes and Nobles (which, rightly enough, doesn’t take self-published books, along with almost every other reputable bookstore) and searing your unprepared eyeballs right out of your face like one of Indiana Jones’ Nazi treasure hunters.
And no, this is not a joke. It’s a real book written by a real guy who, apparently, thinks it’s epic material1 . See for yourself: Here’s the Amazon page (the reviews are at least as funny and well-written as the book, if not more so) and the guy’s blog on the Organizing for America site. Check it out – apparently he has ideas about government policy and colonizing the planets, too. Imagine that.
FYI, this is just one book in a series. Just in case you can’t get enough relentlessly horrible grammar, random Capitalization, horrific spelling and a plot conceived by someone with all the narrative construction skills of a pesticide-poisoned ground squirrel on a Ritalin bender.
And then there’s this incredible confluence of WTF/win – a trailer for a Japanese action movie featuring killer transformer robo-Geishas that is not even remotely safe for work, or for anyone drinking hot beverages. Fried shrimp!
Headline in my inbox: Feel a Gripping Urgency to Lose Weight Fast
You know what? There’s just no way that’s not going to sound like a long and horrifying weekend on the john. And I’m pretty sure no one is interested in paying good money for that.1
I have no words to describe the awesomeness that is Extreme Shepherding except to say it must be something in the beer. Seriously, you have to go watch this video. It’s jaw-dropping.
Because apparently, we general public female types would just be falling all over ourselves to mainline their lineup of Mansquito reruns and ECW professional wrestling, if only we weren’t so repulsed by the basement-mold-and-sweaty-palm taint of science fiction wafting from the old version of their name.
But wait. It get’s better. Apparently syfy is vulgar street Polish for syphilis, which is something that apparently a) no one at corporate thought to check, b) every third person on the internet seems to have known and c) seems to be the obvious association made by anybody who hasn’t drunk whatever marketing kool-aid they’ve been serving up at SciFi Central the minute they lay eyes on the new logo. The fail…it burns!
Fueled by the incendiary quote above, this *ahem* painfully obvious association has (if you’ll excuse the pun) run fucking viral through the branches of the intertoobs inhabited by those very same dysfunctional, antisocial, basement-dwelling geeks who used to watch their programming back when doing so didn’t feel like taking a searing syphilitic piss through your pre-frontal cortex. In short, by the end of the week the only people who will be able to look at the new logo without feeling a fiery twinge in their nether regions will be the guys who got paid a kabillion bucks to come up with it.
I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty sure “The Venereal Disease Channel” just isn’t going to be the branding coup the corporate heads hoped it to be.
