Sadly, today was one of those days where my brain grew tired before my body did. Therefore, I now turn to Friday Five for supernatural themed inspiration.

1. Do you believe in ghosts?
As in disembodied voices that moan in the middle of the night? Sometimes accompanied by the rattle of chains? I think that’s just the neighbors.
2. Do you believe in extraterrestrials?
As in weird little men who beam folks out of their beds to perform “space probes?” A likely story. Right up there with going to Brokeback Mountain to go “fishing.”
3. Do you believe in mythical creatures (unicorns, vampires, etc.)?
Yes. Unicorns make terrific chili.
4. Do you believe in a higher power (God, Allah, Buddha, Hecate, Zeus, etc.)?
Gee, I dunno. I applied for an internship there once but never heard back.
5. Do you believe in the power of crystals?
Yes. I believe in the power of sugar to bring me great happiness.

There’s apparently been a meme going around that on the twelfth of the month, one should take twelve pictures and post them onto the Internet. Well, I remember to do this every month… on the thirteenth. But not this month!

Of course, since my day is rather boring (and yet is rather hectic at the same time) I didn’t really get a chance to shoot anything until lunchtime, when I found myself walking near the waterfront.


squirmy metal

Oh, look, a big pile of metal pipes. How fascinating. This is off to a fabulous start.


bird

Soon, I encountered a really big fan. I spent several minutes talking to it until I realized that it was actually a sculpture.


trunk

It was rusty and twisted and organic. Very interesting.


bats

Soon, I encountered another sculpture. Yes, it was gloomy and weird out.


air

And then there was another. This one looks as though it ought to have been moving, but it wasn’t.


chemical

On the other hand, you could spin some of them yourself. I think this was one of them.


parts

And this one really reminded me of Hyperion, but this metal tree didn’t have a bunch of people stuck to it. Fortunately.


sparkle

Up close, I could see that the entire thing was made of metal meshes, producing some interesting visual effects.


beanish

The next one reminded me of something from Beanworld.


ssss

The sculptures looked like they went on for quite a way further, but I didn’t have time to follow them any longer. I had to turn back, and noticed an unfamiliar marking in the street.

This Is A Multiple Choice Quiz

I think I’ll need to use a lifeline.


The Hive

And the last decent photo from my adventure was… a lampshade. How extraordinary.

Music: Dirty Laundry by Bitter: Sweet

It all started when I asked where my LEGO Mindstorms set had gone. I wanted to build a model of a two-servo walker robot prior to building it from balsa wood and bailing wire. I found the box that I’d been directed to, and I found the Mindstorms set, but I also found a trove of City and Classic Space LEGO. They cluttered the coffee table for days, until a few peculiar things happened.

First, the LEGO parts seemed somehow to self-organize when I wasn’t looking. The mess on the coffee table evolved into a strange diorama of townspeople and Imperial officers. The Emperor knighted a classic spaceman while Luke and Vader’s reunion was interrupted by a drunken Star Wars photobomber. In the streets, black suited spacemen faced off against white suited spacemen in a gang-style dance-off. And Marion Ravenwood was abducted on a hand truck.

It when decided that all the LEGO sets should be built in order to determine if there were any missing parts. As it turned out, of course there were, but I soon learned surprising news, that a couple of sets existed in the mass of parts that nobody knew anything about. This included a catapult set that dated from, apparently, 1984. In the process of building, I employed Evil Mad Scientist’s organization tips, which were most helpful in avoiding rummaging.

So what, you might be saying, what’s so interesting about a grown man playing with LEGO? Ridiculous is what I’d call it.

I have a few things to call that sentiment, but I digress. The interesting part came a little bit later, when I suddenly realized that I finally had a photographic subject. I’d long admired the moodily lit photos of action figures and other collectibles taken by some of my Flickr contacts, but the only comparable subjects that I could come up with were a Robosapien knockoff and a 99¢ wind-up robot.

blerp

The wind-up was nice enough but a little limited. But LEGO minifigs? You could put them into any situation!

Castle Aaargh

But it wasn’t until I remembered the Far Side Reenactments group that I suddenly felt inspired…


The Angel of Migranes Hello, What's In My Front Yard?

zoombies, the driving dead

And the robot…? Someday, maybe…

“Nobody means to be rude when then ask “where do you find the time?” or they say “you have too much time on your hands!”. I understand they mean “wow, that must have taken a long time”. I do find it strange that people can spend an entire weekend watching television (sports, dramas, reality shows) and nobody asks or says the same thing. It’s almost as if our culture has begun to look down on the concept of putting forth effort.”

Dr Doug Frankenstein

Today’s post is once again brought to you by Sunday Stealing. Also, dear reader(s), don’t forget the Memeday Challenge!

26. What color is your watch?
Like most people of this day and age, I don’t wear a wristwatch, but rather consult my mobile device to check the time. And that’s classic black, by the way. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not pronouncing wristwatches obsolete. They still have a place as jewelry.
27. What do you think of when you hear “Australia”?
Kangaroos, Lex Luthor, and the Muttonchopped Mutant. I’m sure if I were to actually visit the place, I’d form better word associations than zoo animals and dialogue from a twenty-nine year old movie.
28. Would you strip for money?
Depends who was paying, and why.
29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru?
Depend on the time of day. At lunchtime, I will almost always go inside. At dinner time, I’ll almost always hit the drive through and bring my meal home.
30. What is your favorite number?
8675309
31. Who’s the last person you talked to on the phone?
Somebody with the grave misfortune of having a phone number mentioned in a twenty-seven year old pop song.
32. Any plans today?
Perhaps I’ll go see Men Who Stare At Goats.
33. In how many states have you lived?
Just one. Is that odd?
34. Biggest annoyance right now?
Overhearing the bitching and moaning of an MMO player.
35. Last song listened to?
Hidden Hand, Hidden Fist
36. Can you say the alphabet backwards?
“Teba Hapla Eht.”
37. Do you have a maid service clean your house?
No, but that’s a great idea.
38. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time?
I’m not particularly fond of any of them.
39. Are you jealous of anyone?
Yes, Stevie B and Dead Robot for their ability to not only post daily, but also to make it appear effortless, and on top of that, to also be consistently entertaining. Good work, guys.
40. Is anyone jealous of you?
If so, I’m unaware of it.
41. Do you love anyone?
Yes, but that’s all I’ll say about that for now.
42. Do any of your friends have children?
Most of my friends have children, especially when you count the non-human sort of children.
43. What do you usually do during the day?
Like most people of this day and age, I have a thing called a job.
44. Do you hate anyone that you know right now?
No, but I hate lots of people that I don’t know.
45. Do you use the word hello daily?
Probably. I’ve never counted.
46. What color is your car?
Umm, a grayish blob?
47. What size wedding ring do you wear?
None. Thanks a lot, stupid voters.
48. Are you thinking about someone right now?
Whoever that is who’s still driving around the neighborhood with not one, but two, “Yes on 8″ bumper stickers.
49. Have you ever been to Six Flags?
Yes. More than one, in fact, but at the time they were called “Marriott’s Great America,” and “Marine World USA.”
50. How did you get your worst scar?
I lost a chunk out of the thumb on my left hand during a bout of alligator wrestling.

I watched the latest episode of Stargate Universe this morning. For those of you that don’t know, it’s a sequel to Stargate Atlantis, which was a sequel to Stargate SG1, which itself was based on the 1994 film of the same name.

At first, I thought the show was simply Battlestar Galactica for those suffering from Battlestar Galactica withdrawals. All the elements are there. They’ve got a version of Gaius Baltar, Dr. Rush. They’ve got the factions of military and civilians. They’ve got a need to locate supplies. They’ve even got a sleeper agent, apparently, though I’m guessing she’s Mossad or something rather than Goa’uld. The only thing they lack as of yet is the element of pursuit, but more on that later.

My next thought was an obvious analogy. If SG1 was like Star Trek: The Next Generation (both long-lived series based upon an earlier work), and if Atlantis was like Star Trek: Deep Space Nine (both series based around a distant outpost), then SGU would be like Star Trek: Voyager (both series based around a ship lost in deep space.) Other than being lost in space, what was Voyager most known for? Why, taking Trek‘s scariest foes, the Borg, and inflicting them with terminal villain decay.

So I have to wonder what scary foe’s going to pop up on the far side of the universe? The most likely candidate is a version of the Replicators, since Ancient robotic factories are the reason why there is going to be a stargate on every planet of the week.

Let’s also speculate on what the next installment of the franchise might look like if SyFy continues the pattern.

After Voyager came Enterprise, so… the series will have to be a prequel. Like any “good” prequel, it will have to invent a thoroughly implausible way to get the main characters together ahead of time, and yet give them the ability to act as though they were meeting for the first time in the original series’ pilot. And they must discover a way to use the gate without upsetting the established canon. Urg, forget it! We’ll set it in an alternate timeline and just not tell anybody. We’ll just laugh when fans start to point out the continuity holes to one another. And then at the end we’ll tell them that the entire series was a hoax, an imaginary story, or a dream sequence.

Okay, so maybe predicting the next spin-off to be just like Enterprise is kind of depressing. On the other hand, it it were to be set in the Thirties or Forties, we could do something like this…

Nope, no Crystal Skull here.

Nope, no Crystal Skull here.

I admit, last summer I had dared to hope that the fourth Indiana Jones movie would be as I’d imagined above. I don’t think it would necessarily ruin Dr. Jones’ previous adventures to later discover that the Sankara Stones were ancient batteries, that the Grail was full of medical nanobots, and the Ark of the Covenant was actually an ancient computer with particularly aggressive anti-intrusion features. Oh, and the Crystal Skull? A map of the galaxy and key to operating the gate.

Instead, the movie we got, Kingdom of the Crystal Skull, was best considered a hoax, an imaginary story, and a dream sequence.

As for SGU, I’m hoping it will skip out of the Voyager/BSG mold and into unexplored territory. Though I believe I can identify one other source of inspiration, which could be rather interesting if explored further. The AD&D campaign setting Spelljammer was based around a legendary magical spacecraft, the Spelljammer, which resembled a giant manta ray with a city on its back. The city was inhabited by factions, some human, some not, some merely powerless stowaways, others struggling to take control of the ship. The current master or masters of the Spelljammer were unknown in the inital release of the campaign setting. (Though I’m betting subsequently published adventure modules definitively revealed their identities.)

So, with great sections of the Destiny currently inaccessible to the humans, who knows what other stowaways the crew may someday encounter?

I was looking through my archives and I remembered that I used to do something that I called the “Memeday Challenge.” That is, each Memeday, I’d challenge my dear readers to either tag me with a meme or pose me an interesting question, to which I’d respond with a questionable answer. So, at least for the duration of November, I shall reinstate the Memeday Challenge. Now, as for which day of the week Memeday is… well, let’s just say it’s Sunday.

By the way, this year’s NaBloPoMo Randomizer? I’m not a fan. I have my guesses as to why the programmer constructed it as it is, but I much preferred the original fullscreen toolbar. Frames that I have to scroll around in make me grouchy. Frames that I need to scroll but can’t just make me downright upset.

It’s about time for me to start thinking about what to bring to Thanksgiving dinner. In the past, I’ve made three-bean casserole, macaroni and bacon, cheese spread, imitation Zuppa Toscana, and of course the tried-and-true marshmallow smothered yams. (With pineapple.)

Tonight I made something really delicious for dinner, the meatloaf from Good Eats. I don’t know why it turned out so much better this time than it has in the past. Perhaps it’s because I used a food processor this time instead of crushing and chopping by hand. Or maybe it’s because I made the glaze with hot wing sauce (since I was, oddly enough, out of regular hot sauce.) At any rate, I was pleasantly surprised that enough of the meatloaf survived the feeding frenzy for me to make a sandwich tomorrow.

I don’t think I’ll bring a meatloaf on Thanksgiving, though. It’s just not what you’d call a special occasion food. Quite the opposite. I’ll think about it some more later. Something will occur to me, I’m sure.

Something I’ve noticed recently is that the end of Daylight Saving Time causes a lot of traffic. Think about it. There are the people that go home at a certain time of day, typically around 5:00. Then there are the people that go home when it gets dark.

When it gets dark at 6:00 or 7:00 in the evening, things aren’t so bad. But when it suddenly gets dark just after 5:00, you end up with everybody trying to go home at once. Unaccustomed to the sheer volume of people on the road, drivers become frustrated, and soon the roads are full of maniacs. The surge in maniacs on the road leads to a surge in the number of collisions on the road. And of course, a collision on the road means that the traffic gets even worse as everyone slows to get a gander of the spectacle. And so the loop feeds back upon itself and back upon itself until the last of the herd of the smoke belching cattle inches its way home, only to repeat the journey again the next day.

That is what is really wrong with this country. Strange and weird artifacts formed at the intersections of economies, things that seem reasonable to individuals but are ridiculous when compounded. Yet they’re readily dismissed by one and all as being “just the way things are.”

Perhaps it was foolish to imagine, in the 1950′s, that by the year 2000 we’d be living in an orderly utopia of science and rationality. Perhaps even the year 3000 is asking too much. No, we’ll probably even then be complaining about the clock change, traffic jams, and spam.

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