Geekery

Whatever I’m geeking out about at the time.

Why I’m not a Hollywood casting agent

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Seeing as how they’re both horribly typecast these days and just seem to play the same characters over and over in every movie…I think Sam Jackson and Morgan Freeman should switch agents for a few years. Shake things up a little bit. Let Freeman play the “permanantly pissed badass with whom you do not want to fuck”, and give Jackson a few of the “heartwarming kindly older wise man” roles.

Put Jackson in the Miss Daisy’s driver’s seat. Partner Freeman up with John Travolta, guns a-blazin’ and Bible a-quotin’. Let Jackson battle institutionalization at Shawshank. Drop a bright purple lightsaber in Freeman’s hands.

They’re both great actors, and I love seeing each of them do their thing, but…just do something different for once.

CascadiaCon

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For the past few months, there’s been two different events on my radar for the Labor Day weekend that I was interested in: Bumbershoot and CascadiaCon. Some time ago, I’d decided to forego CascadiaCon in favor of Bumbershoot, but then over the past week I got a bit ticked at the Bumbershoot people over their “no cameras” foolishness, and ended up deciding that I didn’t want to head that way, either. So this weekend was looking to be pretty low-key.

Thursday evening Prairie and I went out for dinner with some friends from the Vogue (something that’s becoming a weekly event), and found out that Erin had been asked to showcase some of her clothing in a fashion show at CascadiaCon. Over the course of the conversation, I ended up getting asked to photograph the show, and Prairie was asked to be one of Erin’s models!

So, Saturday evening, Prairie and I headed down to the SeaTac Hilton, picked up CascadiaCon attendee badges at the registration desk, and found our way up to the designated “green room”. Prairie was soon buried in hair, makeup, and clothing, so I wandered back and forth between the green room and the conference room where the show was going to be.

The show itself was much fun — three designers showcasing four clothing lines (Imp of Satan, Fetishwear, Winter Couture, and Notorious Curves) in a late-night, 18+ only Fetish for Fantasy Fashion Show, hosted by Betty Rage of Glitzkrieg Burlesque and Cherry Baum (aka Mickey, who I know from the Vogue).

There are, of course, lots of pictures in a Flickr photoset. While my photos aren’t nearly “professional” quality (after all, there’s only so far you can push a little point-and-shoot, no matter how many dials and buttons they stick on it), I did the best I could. Here’s a few sample shots…

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No Cameras at Bumbershoot?

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According to the Bumbershoot website:

What is the camera policy at Bumbershoot?
Cameras are not allowed at Bumbershoot—please leave them at home.

So, there’s no public photography allowed at Bumbershoot this year?

The best word I can come up with for this is ludicrous.

Anyone out there have any more info? What’s the deal here? And how are they going to be enforcing it?

(And anyone feel like getting together on one of the days and blatantly defying the ban?)

(via Seattle Metroblogging)

Bad UI: Mozilla Thunderbird

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I’m honestly not entirely sure if I should be grumbling at Mozilla’s authors or Windows’ authors, but this drives me up the wall:

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Those last two options are way too close together. If the only places for them to go are the last two items on the contextual menu, could there at least be a seperating line between them? I’m just glad Control-Z works after delete operations, or I’d be in a world of hurt, far more often than I’d like to admit.

(Admittedly, this is somewhat compounded with my having to use a mouse on the work computer instead of the tablet that I use at home, which is far easier, more comfortable, and accurate…but I still think this is a bad thing.)

Webpage Screenshots on OS X

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One of the perpetual “how am I going to do this?” questions that will pop up from time to time when working with websites is how to get a screenshot of an entire webpage. Most of the time it’s not at all easy to do, and unless you’ve stumbled across some specialized software, involves taking a screenshot of however much fits on your screen, scrolling down, taking another, repeating until you’ve captured it all, and then stitching the images together in Photoshop.

Enter Paparazzi for OS X: give it a URL and dimensions, and get a single image of the entire page. Quick, simple, and occasionally very handy.

A sample image follows behind the cut…

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Tyger, Tyger, Burning Bright…

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A few weeks ago, Prairie had a Monday off and was able to come out to the Vogue‘s Sunday Fetish night with me. While we were there, we heard a very nice track that caught our ear, with a slow, driving tempo, pulsing drums, and using William Blake’s The Tyger as its lyrics.

I went to ask DJ Eternal Darkness who the artist was, Googled it when I got home…and got nothing. No hits at all. When I asked Doug about it the next week, he told me that he’d gotten it straight from the artist.

I was pleasantly surprised, then, to notice that in his weekly playlists for this past week, Doug had included a link to download the song! A very little bit of web sleuthing (i.e., taking the filename out of the URL to go straight to the home directory) led me to Julie Rowlette’s site, where in addition to The Tiger, she has three other (more standard house style) tracks available to download on her music page.

The Tiger is by far my favorite, but the others certainly aren’t bad at all, and Julie’s got a gorgeous voice. Go give her a listen!

iTunes “Tiger, The” by Juliette 6 (2005, 6:26).

The Worst One of All

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Scoble’s playing with Vista’s security improvements:

Yup, I’m thinking of doing a honeypot computer running Windows Vista. You know, a computer where you visit the absolute worst sites you can find on the Internet and see if you get infected with stuff.

I’ve already visited the sites that my friends got spyware and malware from. So far so good. But, that’s a small set. Anyone have a good up-to-date list of places that put nasty stuff on your computer?

I was going to suggest www.microsoft.com, but he’s already been bit by that bug. ;)

(Seriously, though, while he hasn’t given much in the way of results yet, it’s good that they’re making some progress on this front. Too little too late? We’ll find out when Vista actually debuts.)

iTunes “Duty Free (full mix)” by Various Artists from the album Duty Free (full mix) (1999, 1:13:56).

Pre-release bloopers

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Harry at the graveI found this report on The Leaky Cauldron this evening:

Many readers have emailed us here at Leaky over this photo that appeared recently in Entertainment Weekly showing a scene from the upcoming Goblet of Fire film. The source of the uproar stemmed over the fact that in the photo Harry is shown standing in front of a grave with three names written on in, including one that reads “Tom Marvolo Riddle 1915-1943”. As we know, that is the name of Lord Voldemort, and who, despite his…err…unnatural state at the begining of the sequence of Goblet of Fire, was not buried in that grave. He also did not kill the Riddles until 1944 or 1945. Readers have also pointed out that even if this was the name of Voldemort’s father, then he would have only been 11 years old when Voldemort was born (and Voldemort’s father’s middle name would NOT be Marvolo; Marvolo being from his mother’s side of the family — phew!). Finally, many readers also pointed out that in Half-Blood Prince we learn of Voldemort’s birthdate as December 31st, 1926.

While there’s a certain amusement to all of this, what really struck me was that in this internet-centric age, fans are able to catch bloopers in movies before the movies are even finished — and in this case, possibly allowing the studio to correct the error before the final film is released. Pretty amazing.

Old Technology

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Does anyone out there have any need for an official Windows 2000 Professional install CD, complete with serial number? Update: Eight minutes later, it’s spoken for. You people scare me. ;)

As part of an initial stab at starting to weed out the junk from my apartment in preparation for my upcoming move, I’ve finally given up on any hope of resurrecting the PC that’s been doing nothing more than holding my desk down for the last year and junked it. This leaves me with the OS install disc, which is useless to me.

Admittedly, in these days of XP and the upcoming Longhorn Vista (in, what, another three years or something?), a Win2kPro install probably isn’t that valuable even to Windows users. Even so, I thought I’d toss this out there just on the off chance someone could use it. First come, first serve, just let me know where to mail it and I’ll send it your way.

If I don’t get a taker in, oh, a week or so, I’ll just toss it.

iTunes “Love Your Enemies” by Burroughs, William S. from the album Dead City Radio (1990, 1:13).

Al-Qaeda’s Shoes

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As if it’s not bad enough that advertising in RSS feeds is showing up more and more often, we’re also being subjected to the many instances where the context-selection fails miserably when deciding which ad should go with which story…

Al-Qaeda's Shoes