Don’t worry! Mama will fix it!
“Remember when you were at SxSW, and I got comics without you, and you were disappointed* that I didn’t wait for you?” Harold asked on the phone the other night. “What would you think if I didn’t wait until you’re back to go see X-Men First Class?”
“I wouldn’t be too disappointed. But between when you see it and when I see it, I’m going to unfollow you on Twitter and Tumblr, and defriend you on Facebook, and probably not pick up the phone either, so your inevitable comic-book-movie complaints** don’t hamper my enjoyment of the movie.”
* He actually used a word a bit stronger than “disappointed.”
** I actually used a word a bit stronger than “complaints.”
I can’t figure out what I like best about this photo…. Is it the red wig? The intent expression? Waving my arm in the air for some futuristic cyberpunk videogame?
So Figment has an idea for a social game with optional premium content. The basic concept is a multiplayer knifefight on the Facebook platform. Anyone can play free, but getting a knife costs extra. For a gold membership, he explains with an evil grin, you can actually bring a gun to a knifefight.
That’s it. When my studio goes big time, I’m hiring booth dudes for #E3.
—amandadadesky, via Twitter
bouncy castle!, by Simpson’s Paradox
This bouncy castle at E3 was pretty awesome, but I wasn’t best pleased by the girls in short-shorts hired to bounce around.
I wrote this piece, Wanting, for TheSmartly a few months ago, but traveling between the two cities reawakens the same feelings.
LA and New York make me want. That’s not a transitive verb here, I don’t have something in particular in mind to want.
I just want everything. I look around, and I want better clothes, shinier hair, straighter teeth. I want a newer phone, with more apps, too, the paid ones that run smoothly and integrate perfectly, and the underground indie apps that I discover before anyone else.
Via TheSmartly (And I particularly like the article naming convention that titles this “Wanting Meg Stivison”)
I sent my parents my travel plans for conferences and conventions I’m covering this summer, and my dad wrote back:
Well done, Meg! Now add these phrases to your vocabulary:
(1) “Stop the presses!”*
(2) “But the people have a right to know!”
(3) “I have it on deep background that…”
(4) “Our readers want to know…”
You may now delete these phrases from your vocabulary:
(1) “Anybody need more coffee?”
(2) “It comes with French fries.”
*No one actually says “Stop the presses!” anymore but I don’t think “Login to the admin panel, and open a text editor for a recent post!” really has the same effect. Call it old-media prejudice.