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IT IS HAPPY FLARK IS BACK DAY!!!!!!!1

Oh my fatt

I would just like to record for posterity that tonight we went to La Fondue for dessert, and then to Cluck U for atomic chicken wings. Although I did not have any of said wings, I did try a cream cheese ball, and while it wasn't as disgusting as it sounds, I'm still certain that it is something nature never intended to exist. But I think that goes without saying.

Tangental

It's finally raining here, just like weather.com said it would. And now it's actually raining a fair amount, as opposed to the little showers this morning. It still isn't enough to keep the deer out of the yard, though. THEY WILL STOP AT NOTHING.

Somehow, Harry Gregson-Williams and Trevor Rabin's Enemy of the State soundtrack came up on iTunes, and I'm about halfway through it. It's pretty good rainy weather music, especially if you are also being chased by a band of angry marines and/or shadowy government agents. I suppose the movie was pretty overcast most of the time, so maybe that's it.

Coincidentally, Mr. G-W composed a chunk of the soundtrack for one tactical espionage action game, which shall go unmentioned, so maybe I'm just trying to get my fix.

Also, Trevor Rabin was a member of Yes? What the heck!!!!!!

Last MGS2: Substance update

During the last few weeks of the quarter, I commented on how I was neglecting updating this thing. The funny thing is, I've been done for nearly a week now and I still haven't updated.

Mostly what I've been doing around at home is doing research on computer parts and playing unhealthy amounts of Metal Gear. Substance is really reversing any hostile thoughts I had toward director/producer Hideo Kojima after MGS2 first came out. So far I've collected about 200 of the dogtags and I'm itching to go collect some more, just because the gameplay is so spot-on. It also makes me giddy to harass enemy soldiers with the stealth camouflage. (Which, by the way, seems like an even cheatier cheat than outright invincibility would be. I mean, you are invisible in a game where the objective is not to be seen. It just turns each stage into a new playground.) I may still have issues with Hideo Kojima the writer, but as far as I'm concerned, as a designer he can do no wrong.

Adventures in computer illiteracy

In my time working at the Instructional Computing labs, I've had to deal with a fair share of users who come up to me in a panic because they've only ever used PCs before, so of course they have no idea how to begin using a Mac.

Today's case earns special recognition, though. She rushes into the lab, probably running late on a paper deadline, and sits down at one of the Web Macs. Immediately she calls me over, explains that she is "Mac-illiterate" and glares at the computer (although I can at least relate to that, these being first-generation iMacs running OS 9). I suggest that she might have more luck opening her document on a different machine, gesturing over toward the Media Lab which, while still not a PC lab, at least has OS X and Microsoft Word installed. She grabs her disk, exclaims, "Oh, PCs!" and runs into the lab. I follow at a less hurried pace. When I arrive, she is sitting in front of the monitor, looking more confused than ever, and holding the mouse in her hand like a walkie-talkie.

I couldn't help thinking, "Hellooo, computer!"

Teatro de casting-ando!!!!

Since the last few days fell into what I like to call the pre-finals slump1, being the period after homework ends and before serious finals studying truly begins, I took it upon myself to get back to playing Metal Gear Solid 2 Substance, the "director's cut" edition of the controversial MGS2. The countless VR missions alone are worth picking up a discount copy even if you own the original, but last night, after finishing the plant chapter, I discovered a frequently glossed-over feature that really deserves more recognition: the casting theater.

As was probably mentioned in Substance's press releases, the casting theater lets you view a handful (or, more accurately, eight) of the game's cutscenes. These aren't the half-hour-long, X-Files conspiracy-ridden, garbage cinemas that are responsible for the game's infamy, but rather some of the shorter, action-oriented ones, like the invasion of the tanker early on or the final swordfight scene at the end.

Just the ability to rewatch these clips may not sound that special. It isn't. The real surprise feature of the casting theater is the ability to reassign any of the characters in the scene to (almost) any of the other characters who are in the game, including some who aren't. As soon as I discovered this, I replayed several scenes with more interesting casting choices, like:

  • Snake killing Raiden in the final battle (I guess that was obvious)
  • Meryl killing Rose (that'll get her to shut up)
  • A bloodthirsty Otacon terrorizing a team of 32-bit, MGS1-era Snakes
  • A platoon of middle-aged women storming the tanker via helicopter
  • A single one of the aforementioned women performing various acrobatic stunts as she single-handedly takes on an army of Metal Gears, all the while uttering curses in a gruff, male voice

After finals are over I'll work on topping that last one.

1 As of five seconds ago.

The end of art 130

As of about 3:15 PM today I have been done with all non-finals work for class. So ends two weeks full of papering, photographing, and Chinese-ing. Now I just have to worry about two finals and print a few images for my photo portfolio, but that doesn't seem like a big deal. I mean, none of them are even taking place on the same day this time around.

Today also marks the end of the atrocious art studio 130, listed as "visual arts as culture" in the course catalog although it was hijacked by the professor and turned into "artist as author." The best thing about it, though, is that we really didn't spend a lot of class time studying artists' written work. Mostly we just watched movies, a lot of which were either dada or in a foreign language (often without subtitles), and let me tell you, there's very little point in watching a dadaist film for more than 10 minutes. If you think about it, there's really no place for it in any class that involves analysis and comparison, or, for that matter, coherent sentences.

If everyone in the class wasn't already sick of it after the first paper, I'm pretty sure they changed their minds by the time the second rolled around, as the professor opted out of appearing in class the week before the assignment was due. So, instead of any clarification of the ambiguous instructions on the class Website, we watched a French film, which wasn't on the class calendar and was never even discussed in the following lectures. Then, at the beginning of the next class, we spent an hour arguing over the paper and blah, blah. Amazing.

For our final lecture today we watched an hour-long home video of the professor and some friends walking around Germany. I am serious. Needless to say, I enjoyed filling out the class evaluation, which I had been looking forward since the first week.

Hopefully next quarter will not be quite as much of a disaster.

Busy week(s)

I've been meaning to update this for a while, but it's that time again when final papers and final portfolios and studying for actual finals are all piling up. I'll probably have something by this weekend.

In the meantime, I leave you with this (which is totally sanctioned, by the way):

<Morgan> My burp smelled like tofu.

And me B.Laden

So apparently they're after bin Laden again/still. I wonder if I ought to be carrying out my own search, although I really have no idea where to begin. Probably outside of Isla Vista. Javan's is kind of shady, but it's not a spider-hole kind of shady.

I just think it would be pretty cool talking to people after you cash the ginormous check from the FBI. They'd be all, "Dude, so how come you quit your job?" And you'd be all, "Dude, because I caught Osama bin Laden."

Let's statting!

In just under the wire, because I love you. (Actually, because I love me.)

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