As part of my continuing plot to convince you all to read my Propeller submissions, I present a few of my favorite stories from the last couple of days:
In the Red Sox clubhouse a few hours before the start of a drizzly, early-May game against the Rays, Tim Wakefield wraps his hand around a brand-new baseball and models his knuckleball grip. On television, Wakefield’s grip appears claw-like and uncomfortable, but up close, it looks effortless…
Okay, first of all, when did the Devil Rays become the Rays? Did it happen because some crazy fundies got all worked up? I’m laying 3:2 that they did.
My enthusiasm for baseball — actually, in all professional sports that aren’t hockey or soccer — has cratered in the last couple of years, but I still love to watch a knuckleballer confound a batter. It’s a dying art , like pitchers who can last more than 5 innings.
In McCain’s *open to the public* townhall meeting, a 61 year-old woman was cited for trespassing on orders from the McCain security detail for carrying a sign that read “McCain=Bush.” Carol Kreck received a ticket and her court date is set for July 23.
That the event this woman was removed from was a public event, and she didn’t do anything more disruptive than hold up a sign. “All I did was carry a sign that said McCain = Bush,” Kreck said. “And for everyone who voted for Bush, I don’t see why it’s offensive to say McCain = Bush.” Well, McCain is running for Bush’s third term.
It’s All Too Much is a terrific book that inverts the typical approach to dealing with existential kipple. Rather than helping you find new places and novel ways to “organize” all your crap, author Peter Walsh encourages you to explore why you ever kept all that junk in the first place.
Some friends of ours have my dream house: it’s got beautiful hardwood floors, it’s uncluttered, and they can park both of their cars in their garage. My whole life, I’ve had a problem with holding onto things (real and imagined) so this book looked super interesting to me, not because I need it (I know that I just need to get rid of my shit) but because it tells me that I’m not the only one with this problem.
Hackaday posts plans to build some simple but effective anti-paparazzi sunglasses. They work by mounting two small infrared lights on the front. The wearer is completely inconspicuous to the human eye, but cameras only see a big white blur where your face should be.
I had to deal with paparazzi in that “really fucks with your ability to live your life” way for about two months when I was a teenager. I quickly figured out that if I avoided certain places and certain people, I could also avoid the cameras. But this project is interesting to me because we live in a world where our fucktard leaders are increasingly shoving their faces into every aspect of our personal and private lives, so any effort to say NOT YOURS is pretty important to me.
Why are Americans so batty for bacon? It’s delicious, it’s decadent — and it’s also a fashion statement.
I’m a vegetarian, so bacon as food is irrelevant to me. However, bacon as a cultural phenomenon? That’s something else entirely. Something crispy and delicious!
With causes like ensuring secure voting machines, protecting privacy, defeating censorship and governmental obfuscation, and promoting hacker ethics, the CCC has become something of a hacktivist powerhouse. They hold an annual “Chaos Communications Congress” gathering and also a very cool hacker camp every four years.
Dungeons and Desktops chronicles the rise and fall of the Computer RPG industry, from Akalabeth to Zelda. While the bulk of the book is devoted to the genre’s ‘Golden Age’ in the late ’80s and early ’90s, author Matt Barton explores the entire history of CRPGs, from their origins in the mid ’70s to the very recent past.
I’ve written a lot of articles about video games, and my love of classic gaming is well known. But I don’t know if I’ve ever pointed out just how much I love computer RPGS. From the Infocom games of my childhood to early Mac games like Uninvited and DejaVu to Fallout 2 and Planescape: Torment, to Bioshock, the RPGS are my absolute favorites. This book seems really, really awesome. (And really, really expensive, unfortunately.)