Holy crap, little buddy! Sam & Max: Surfin’ the Highway, one of the greatest works of humor ever written in the English language1, and utterly unobtainable for at least a decade, is coming back in print with a new cover and new material!
I will have to have at least one copy.
1 I am not exaggerating. Every panel is a carefully wrought work of hilarity.
Grad student gets hit by truck, which runs over his head, then lives to tell about it.
I love the part where he says he hasn’t really stopped to think about the accident because quals are coming up.
Substantive updates coming soon.
I recognize that the Transformers movie is essentially a shameless ploy to wring money out of my childhood nostalgia, but after seeing this new trailer, I do not care.
It is going to be awesome.
Also there is big, big news on the horizon, which I will be discussing soon. Look forward to it.
But I know people who do, and there’s a certain brutal beauty to it. Watch for the squeeze around 3’ 30”.
Brad points out that one of my great passions has interviewed the other.
That new album hits tomorrow. I guess we’ll see what happens.
Great interview with the director of Pan’s Labyrinth.
Chock-full of spoilers, so don’t read unless you’ve seen the film. And if you haven’t seen the film… well, just see it, okay?
Even Steve Jobs wants to get rid of DRM. I would spend ludicrous amounts of money at the iTunes store if it wasn’t DRMed—I already do at eMusic, but I’m always running across stuff they don’t have.
If you won’t listen to me, listen to Steve.
For the tiny percentage of people out there willing to pay for a web browser, I should point out that OmniWeb is now on sale. I paid thirty bucks back in the 5.0 days (it’s 10 through November), which is worth it for the vertical thumbnailed tabs alone, to say nothing of workspaces and per-site preferences. Oh, also it doesn’t have that insufferable brushed-metal look that Safari uses.
Got this from Hunter, and have been meaning to link it ever since.
You get a separate Idol Card for each idol you start; it’s got her stage name on there, along with a little grayscale picture of her. The surface of the cards is completely re-writable; after each game, the machine refreshes the card with your current data, so that you can show your proudly show off your idol’s picture to your friends, family, and co-workers.
I ranted to Julia about precisely this subject yesterday, but as usual Ze Frank says it way better than I did.
The reaction to this “foiling of the terrorist plot” has been so extreme that they might as well have succeeded.