There Can Be Only Two
It’s contest time!
A Book Vacation is sponsoring a giveaway of Bad Radio, where one US winner will recieve a lovely paper copy with my signature scrawled illegibly inside, and one international winner will get an electronic copy. Since the electronic copy won’t be defiled with my handwriting, I promise to intone the winner’s name in my most serious voice when the copy is launched into the ether.
For those unfamiliar with the site, I urge to you to take a look. While I do like community reviews when deciding on books, like what you’d find on Amazon, I think there’s a lot to be said for recommendations given by a critic whose work you are familiar with and you trust.
One quick note: I used ABV to find books to read before I was reviewed, so I’m not recommending it because I was lucky enough to get a review slot.
So, go here to enter the contest, and then stick around to find out what you should be reading.
Ze Frank is My Captain
Click to watch a quick episode of The Show. Seriously. Click it. I'll wait.
There are people around you every day, people that you know and have lunch with and sometimes kiss, that know who Ze Frank is, even if you don’t. These are the people that will light up at the mention of Earth Sandwiches or Sports Racers and who may, without promting, show you their Power Moves. These are weird, special people, and you should cherish them. And if you are one, then pretend that I’m winking at you and making a pistol shape with my fingers. Because I am.
The Show ran for a year, every weekday no matter what, between 2006 and 2007. Each episode was short, frentic, and packed with about 20 percent more cleverness than there was actually time for. They were alternately inspiring and hilarious, moving and irreverent, silly and all too real. If you watch The Show and don’t come away feeling giddy, then I guess I still love you, and would recommend that you keep watching them until you do.
The faithful know that earlier this year, Ze Frank used Kickstarter to start the whole thing up again, only better. And because people are awesome and the universe is a generally cool place, it was funded at about 3x the asking price. The result?
This is one of the most sincere and affecting things on the internet, and I’m glad it’s back. If you haven’t watched Ze Frank before, do it now. And I envy you.
A Thing I Needed
BEHOLD! THE NEW HOTNESS!
Picked up a new video card this week. It’s huge, expensive, and absolutely necessary for … writing … purposes. YES. THAT IS THE REASON.
It has *nothing* to do with this, and I resent the implication. Jerk.
Sorry.
Okay, so it might have something to do with it, but I promise to meet the sacred quota every day before doing anything remotely fun.
grumble
Best School Ever
The wife sent me this picture a few minutes ago from the kid’s school.
And this one:
Looks like my kids are finally learning something useful. Like how to tell a real zombie from an evil real estate broker who’s trying to scare you off so he can drill for oil.
I dunno what the final exam is like, but I bet it’s HILARIOUS.
Gaming: Table Top on Geek & Sundry
As you know, I’m a huge fan of nerding out over tabletop board games. I’m also a huge fan of both Wil Wheaton and Grant Imahara, who I like to think of as my imaginary friends. They’re real, it’s just our friendship that’s imaginary.
No, I’m fine. I just have some dust in my eye.
Anyway, even though they refuse to stop by the house so I can crush them at Mansions of Madness, the next best thing is watching Table Top, which is a new series all about gladiatorial board gaming with your favorite geek icons.
Here’s the first episode:
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Fugitive Prose 