In Which Our Hero Finally Fucking Updates Already
Yeah, yeah, I know it's been a while. Sometimes (rarely) I clam up and just keep to myself. Don't worry, I'm feeling better AND more verbose. So prepare to be rambled at. Shut up, Robert Plant.
First off, I've been doing some more writing. In addition to that Porcelain Seed thing (which I WILL be continuing, like it or not), I've started working on the stuff for the Russians. I'm pretty sure I've talked about that here, but I'm too lazy to look up links, so I'll re-cap.
Two years ago, I was asked by a Russian company to write some stuff on how to personalize a Pocket PC, and how to use it for multimedia stuff like playing music and movies. I was asked to do this because I am a) a geek, and b) sort of good at being funny and explaining complex things in a simple and clear way. I guess it worked, because then they asked me to write the help documentation for the program, which fulfilled a lifelong geek-dream of mine - namely, to write vaguely insulting help documentation. And they PAID me for it.
Now they want me to update and expand what I'd written before, and they want to give me EVEN MORE MONEY. To write about technology and make jokes about Japanese music and sweaters with rhinestone cats on them. Could things get better?
They can. I watched THIS AMAZING VIDEO this morning:
I am watching this very closely, as I have been drafted to play the title role in our office Halloween costume thingie. I think I'd rather pull my sweet moves from this thing rather than from the original.
Finally, I ordered a BROWN HORIZONTAL CORDUROY REVERSIBLE SMOKING JACKET WITH ORANGE INFERNO BROCADE INTERIOR the other day. I don't know if I can pull it off properly, but I'm damn well going to try.
And no, that's not me in the photo. If anything, I am even more ruggedly handsome. And several orders of magnitude cheezier.
First off, I've been doing some more writing. In addition to that Porcelain Seed thing (which I WILL be continuing, like it or not), I've started working on the stuff for the Russians. I'm pretty sure I've talked about that here, but I'm too lazy to look up links, so I'll re-cap.
Two years ago, I was asked by a Russian company to write some stuff on how to personalize a Pocket PC, and how to use it for multimedia stuff like playing music and movies. I was asked to do this because I am a) a geek, and b) sort of good at being funny and explaining complex things in a simple and clear way. I guess it worked, because then they asked me to write the help documentation for the program, which fulfilled a lifelong geek-dream of mine - namely, to write vaguely insulting help documentation. And they PAID me for it.
Now they want me to update and expand what I'd written before, and they want to give me EVEN MORE MONEY. To write about technology and make jokes about Japanese music and sweaters with rhinestone cats on them. Could things get better?
They can. I watched THIS AMAZING VIDEO this morning:
I am watching this very closely, as I have been drafted to play the title role in our office Halloween costume thingie. I think I'd rather pull my sweet moves from this thing rather than from the original.
Finally, I ordered a BROWN HORIZONTAL CORDUROY REVERSIBLE SMOKING JACKET WITH ORANGE INFERNO BROCADE INTERIOR the other day. I don't know if I can pull it off properly, but I'm damn well going to try.
And no, that's not me in the photo. If anything, I am even more ruggedly handsome. And several orders of magnitude cheezier.
coughed this up at 2:04 PM
4 El Commentos:
Insulting people for money? Next stop: Night at the Improv. Rodney Dangerfield does a lot of that, except he insulted himself. Oh yeah. And he's dead. So: bad example.
Sadly, my work computer, "Lord Fustigator," refuses anything that makes sounds or moves. My cursor barely even blinks. The video, alas, she waits. It looks like Thriller though. I was obsessed with that record. And the tiger on it. Especially the tiger. I think it's Manticore, actually.
Lastly: I say brown not orange. Brown is oh so sophisticated. Orange is oh so crossing guard.
yes, i have already been made to promise that i will never wear it orange side out, on pain of no lovin'.
Ever.
so yeah, the only way i'll wear a smoking jacket is if it's actually on fire. otherwise, it's just a cool looking liner. :)
The pain of no loving is a drastic measure. The Girl must have had a very unfortunate childhood experience with a nectarine.
goddamnit, you made me snort a chunk of ice out my nose
it hurt, but it was worth it
will ask about the nectarine and report back
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