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I have created a new blog for myself at my webserver, for purposes of greater customization and content control.  I will be posting there (more frequently than here) in the future, although this will remain my active account on LJ for the ANCD community board. 

Onward to http://wedgegeck.chibimoon.net/weblog !!!

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Vintage 1962
ISBN 0-679-72342-0

Opening Line:
"Pale Fire, a poem in heroic couplets, of nine hundred ninety-nine lines, divided into four cantos, was composed by John Francis Shade (born July 5, 1898, died July 21, 1959) during the last twenty days of his life, at his residence in New Wye, Appalachia, U.S.A."

Spoilers follow in this review.Collapse )

An astonishing work, not only upon reflection, but during the reading, as amusement and curiosity follow one another through one man's life and another's work. Is it Nabokov's best? I am not qualified to answer that question, although I suppose that I will ever hold Ada to my heart.

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Many of those who know me know that I went through an extended romance with Tabletop RPGs, in particular White Wolf World of Darkness RPGs. Of course, that was before White Wolf decided to end the world. Anyway, my favorite game, even though I flirted with D&D 3e and Vampire etc, was always Mage: The Ascension.

I loved the system, loved the setup, loved the idea of forging your own reality within the crumbling world of darkness. Mages were always the coolest. They were the masters of reality. It should come as no surprise that my favorite clan of Vampires was and is the Tremere.

So, I watched in sadness as the old passed away. I read Gehenna and Ascension, and I waited for March, 2005: Mage: The Awakening. New setup, better rules, but the soul of the old game. I was ecstatic and at the same time oddly patient. I just needed to wait, and then I'd be able to play.

March came and went, and Mage did not. I was disheartened, and decided not to think about it too much.

BUT NOW. August 17, it comes. Finally. I haven't played White Wolf in a year, and I've not bought a core book in ten months, but I *will* buy this one.

Well, when I get it, I may just be inspired to play again. Who knows? Anything can happen.

Current Mood: excited excited
Current Music: BGM from Princess Maker 3

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OK, so I decided to have a go at installing and playing the Korean PC release of Princess Maker 4. This may sound a bit shaky already, but I had zero problems installing and playing the hell out of the Chinese release of Princess Maker 3 earlier this year.

Plus, the Japanese aren't even playing PM4 yet. How could I pass up the chance?

So, Gabi downloaded the cd image files, and we played around with them, and burned the two cds for install.

Installing was interesting. Given a choice between two buttons labeled "??" and "??" respectively, which would you choose? However, all seemed to go well. I interpreted the mysterious series of random characters in the middle of the install process, correctly, as a call to change cds. The process went off without a hitch, even installing a link on the desktop.

I was quite happy. I tried the link, and a mysterious Korean error appeared. Let's use this image as an example.

See what I mean? I tried all combinations of restarting, updating, inserting and not inserting cds. No dice. WHY? Why let me install if you will not run.

Several minutes later, I gave up the attempt. I decided to uninstall the program, so I clicked on the start menu link that had a computer icon and not a cute girl. Immediately, strange ASCII characters asked me to make decisions. I knew not what to do. Eventually, I arrived here.

My PC sat whirring for a bit, and then abruptly all programs began closing. Before I knew what was happening, my computer had restarted. Was the game gone? Had I told it to restart? Had I just given my computer's processing power over to a hostile foreign power?

I knew not.

Fortunately, my computer restarted without incident. I have no Princess Maker 4, but neither, to my knowledge at least, am I host to the beginnings of a Korean invasion of the United States Information Infrastructure.

Or so I hope, at any rate.

Now, I guess it's back to DDR. Oh well.

Current Mood: thirsty thirsty
Current Music: Supercalifragilisticexpialadocious DDR Disney Rave Mix

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Well, I finished Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. As expected, it was incredible.

I guess that's about all I have to say.

Current Mood: calm calm
Current Music: BGM from an Ayanami Rei dating sim

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Yes, like many of you out there, I am waiting for Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. My so-called friend David gloats from across the Atlantic, no doubt clutching his ill-gotten HP6 to his chest. He's probably cackling as we speak.

Anyway, I plan to head on over to the local Barnes & Noble in about an hour and a half. I'm sure I won't find a parking space, but I don't care. I just want to read the book.

I told myself I was in no hurry. Last time, I tore through Order of the Phoenix as soon as I got it home. I thought for sure I would be patient enough with this one.

I was wrong.

I guess I'll be up until early tomorrow morning, reading. I'd post a review, but why? I know it's going to be awesome.

Good luck getting your copy.

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Current Music: a whole lot of nothing

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So I was cruising my regular news sites when I happened upon this article.

As you peruse this article, take note of the attitude presented toward new-fangled Internet culture. Although the writer does compare the advent of blogging to the proliferation of telephones, he does little else to undermine the negative attitude toward revelatory public writing presented by his examples. I especially love this:

[Amanda Lenhart] heard from one man whose niece was a college student looking for a job. Out of curiosity, he typed his niece's name into a search engine and quickly found her blog, with a title that began "The Drunken Musings of ...."
"He wrote to her and said, 'You may want to think about taking this down,"' said Lenhart, chuckling.

Hilarious. I'm sure the kindly uncle never drank in college, and certainly no one would have been able to find out if he had done so. This kind of double standard infuriates me, and always has. It is one thing to let a less experienced person have the benefit of hearing about your mistakes. It is quite another to pretend that neither you, nor any member of your particular social group have ever made any.

I suppose that's enough. I guess I expected too much objectivity from CNN.

Current Mood: irritated irritated
Current Music: WRKF

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For a while there, I was seriously concerned about the state of our world. War, disease, genocide, apathy, cruelty; everything seemed to be going poorly. I was worried.

Today, however, all that changed. Hungry, I decided to fabricate a Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich, hearkening back, perhaps, to the days of my youth.

Imagine my surprise, if you will, when a large spheroid of jelly rolled off onto my bread. It looked unappetizing, to say the least.

I was displeased.

Upon further inspection, though, my irritation turned quickly into joy. The jelly agglomeration was actually a whole strawberry.

I was shocked, since the last thing I expected to find in my wal-mart jelly was an honest-to-god, nurtured-by-sunlight strawberry.

If such a gem can appear so unexpectedly, I think that the world is going to be just fine.

Clearly, we live in the best of all possible worlds, namely the one where jelly, even from an evil chain store, really is made from delicious strawberries.

Current Mood: happy happy
Current Music: shhh!

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So, I recently applied to Angels Never Came Down, a play-by-e-mail RPG run by a certain individual of my acquaintance. Despite my fears of lameitude, and of eventual accusations of nepotism, I went ahead and submitted the application.

Lo and behold, I was accepted.

So now, when you see me on the street [all three of you], watch out. I'm a dangerous man, Duriel, Lord of Pain. My theme music should be coming around now shortly.

Also, here's a random poetry selection in relation to both the RPG itself, and my recent wasted time at work:

LONDON [William Blake]
I wander through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
A mark in every face I meet,
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear:

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every blackening church appals,
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace-walls.

But most, through midnight streets I hear
How the youthful harlot's curse
Blasts the new-born infant's tear,
And blights with plagues the marriage hearse.

Happy? So am I. Because I do not live where I play.



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Current Music: SILENCE!

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