I started a tumblr for my Skyrim character. The Superlative Annals of Lorcan Magee: From the Chopping Block to the Throne, How One Nordish Axemaster Pressed the Neck of Skyrim Beneath His Iron Jackboot of Courage will detail my character’s zany exploits as he traverses across Skyrim. It’s all the metagame justifications my mind comes with up for the things I do in the game. I have a ton pre-written, so there’s content at least for the next week, twice daily on week days.
I love rocking out in my car on the drive to and from work, but I hate listening to music in stop-and-go traffic. I hate being stuck on the 405 parking lot going nowhere while Superhchunk flies at 75 mph. It irritates me. And the Rampture on the 405 has exacerbated the problem. Subjecting myself to NPR muzak, that douchey French art guy, or worse (Petros Papadakis) isn’t an option.
My hangup with podcasts has been that I hate syncing my phone. I store my iTunes library on an external drive (out of necessity due to size), it takes too long for the iPhone to be recognized by iTunes, and I’m always accidentally making it sync all the data, which takes forever. But my commute can be upwards of 1.5 hours right now. Something had to give.
After the break, the podcasts I’ve been digging into this past month.
Benjamin Opipari is an English PhD., in-house writing instructor for an international law firm, and a freelance music writer for The Washington Post. He recently found this humble little blog and sent me a very kind, complimentary email. I think his site, Writers on Process, would be of interest to you.
I don’t cotton to furries having the freedom to do anything other than die in a fire. This lovely little hunk of internet doesn’t do much to change my mind on the matter. Nightmare fuel after the jump.
A friend of mine has a theory which I am an agreement with: every marketing department or copy division needs a 22 year-old horny male on its staff to filter-out unintended innuendo. (Unintenuendo?) Horrible mistake after the jump.
I’ve been loving the hell out of Castle Asshole, an absurdist comedy webseries produced in Los Feliz. I don’t want to spoil it… but the three episodes include Dario Argento-styled gore, David Lynch-style editing, and a healthy dose of irreverent adult content. Adult Swim hasdn’t had anything this good since 2004.
Watch all three episodes. It doesn’t get any less strange. Claps and whistles!
Rusty Redenbacher from The Mudkids (Naptown represent!) posted this in a myspace bulletin. He says it best, so here’s the clip and Russ’ commentary:
“Yo….Andy was on some shizz. Now, I know this clip predates Brian Eno and David Byrne’s ‘My Life In The Bush With Ghosts’, which is often cited as one of the better (and earliest) fusions of African rhythms and American/European pop music. Andy had GAME.
As I was watching this all I could think was.. .”I know David Byrne dug this when it aired” and “Paul Simon, my ass” and “Vampire Weekend? Yeah, right… seen that.” That’s just the record-store guy in me. We can always find something more obscure than you, whoever you are. That’s what ‘record-store guys’ do, put you up on shizz…
Oh, and I think this is a PERFECT way to portray this song considering the AWESOME, EPIC happenings in our nation’s capital right now! It’s a small world, after all… Let’s make the most of it, respect each other’s space, enjoy each other’s company and leave it looking nice for the next generation.
Happy MLK Day! Respect and Grace and Pride (in the Name Of Love)