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50,000 Monkeys at 50,000 Typewriters Can't Be Wrong

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Suck it, Haters.

Posted on 3 November, 2013 By Wil

Best Ensign On Starfleet Award

I have an official award, fuckers.

Another relic from Wilhouse 13

Posted on 3 November, 2013 By Wil

About a year ago, I cleaned out my garage. I came across dozens of artifacts of a life spent in the television and film industry, as well as clear evidence of my love for nerdy things going back to my earliest years on planet Earth.

I posted pictures of that stuff on Twitter, and I’ve been meaning to collect them all here ever since, but … reasons.

Today, though, I am back in the garage getting everything out of it so I can have it converted into a clubhouse for playing tabletop games, Rock Band, and poker. I’m also putting my homebrewery in there, guaranteeing that it will be the most awesome thing, ever.

I’m almost done. I have probably two more hours of work, so I’ve been peeking into some of the boxes as I move them out onto my patio. This picture was in a box that’s filled with similar memories:

Toy_soldiers_cast

I love that I found this. I have a lot of great memories from working on Toy Soldiers, and the people you see in this picture (and our awesome director, Dan Pietrie, Jr.), are the reason.

Happy Halloween, everybody!

Posted on 31 October, 2013 By Wil
I find your lack of candy disturbing.
I find your lack of candy disturbing.

That’s me from 1977. Please note that I’m wearing my grandmother’s fancy gloves to complete the look.

has anyone else had this uncomfortable experience with an Uber driver recently?

Posted on 30 October, 2013 By Wil

I really like Uber, and I’ll take Uber over a taxi every single time I can. I really like being in a clean car, with a friendly driver who genuinely cares about my experience, because I’m rating them and that matters to them. Basically, they work a little harder to give me better service, and I pay about a 5% premium for that.

Earlier this week, though, I took Uber to and from the Stone Company Store in Pasadena, and both drivers gave me this aggressive sales pitch that made me very uncomfortable. They both wanted me to contact them directly when I needed an Uber car, so they could drive to wherever I was, wait for me to request an Uber car, and then they’d answer the request.

Both times, the pitch was a very hard sell, accompanied by boasts about their clients in Bel Air or Beverly Hills, and left me feeling like I’d rather not ride with either of these guys again. When I’ve hired a driver, I just want that driver to get me where I’m going safely and comfortably. I don’t want to feel like I’m getting a high-pressure sales pitch when I’m basically a captive audience.

I’m putting this out there because I want to know if this is happening to anyone else in LA or any other cities? Is this some new kind of official Uber policy? Or did I just happen to get two seemingly random guys who were working off of almost the exact same script?

a million seconds of perspective

Posted on 29 October, 2013 By Wil

We’re having work done on our house, and today they’re in the attic over my office. It’s so loud I can’t think in there, so I’m in my bed with my laptop, still in my jammies at 1:30pm. Talk about dressing for the job you want! I’m living the dream, surrounded by my very happy dogs and one very unhappy cat.

Our cat, Luna, is all black, so she spends October 28-November 1 inside every year, for her safety, because some people really suck. This doesn’t really bother her on the 28th, but by the middle of the day on the 29th, she makes it really clear that she hates us and would very much kill our faces in our sleep with murder death.

Now, because of the loud work in the house, and the construction crew walking in and out the front door, Luna is confined to the bedroom with me and the dogs, where she can let everyone know how truly and completely pissed off she is.

For much of the last hour, she has: tried to lay down on top of my hands while I type, made pancakes on my stomach while showing me her butthole, groomed my beard, bitten my chin, hissed and swatted at two of our three dogs (which Marlowe thought was an invitation to play, which was quite a disappointment to them both.)

Now she seems to have temporarily tantrumed herself out, and she’s at the foot of my bed, pointedly facing away from me, ears shoved back in righteous indignation and furious anger.

And people wonder why I’m a dog person.

Anyway, I’ve just taken a break from writing to watch some YouTube, including one of the most important videos I’ve ever seen from John Green. It’s something I needed to see today, and I think it’s something at least some of you will want to see, too. Take a few minutes and watch it, and I think you’ll be glad that you did.

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