Every month or so I head to downtown Los Angeles to talk tech, or swim on the rooftop of the Standard Hotel with Kai Ryssdal for a segment on Marketplace. Today, we discussed all things Android, Google, T-Mobile and the new G1 mobile phone. In case you want to hear my ramblings, here's the link. And here's the HYPERLINK! RAAAWWWRRR!!!!!
The importance of a meeting is directly proportional to the amount of sweat secreted. This, I learned for certain today. I'm normally a rational, functioning member of society. I'd say a good 360 days out of the year, that's the case. Those other five or so days? I've got "important meetings"; which require me to wake up in a haze, forget who I am and how to tie a double windsor knot, to use MapQuest instead of Google Maps, to think a certain freeway travels East when it's really North, to park a mile away, to sprint, perspire, ramble and eventually self-destruct.
In life, I am good at most, great at others and terrible at few things. Meetings? Yeah, that falls into the latter category. Especially when I actually care about them. Ugh.
THIS, however, made me feel a little bit better about today:
Dear Olivia Munn. Hi. You may know me from such hit television shows as, Attack of the Show... and, Arena? Look, whatever, I'm kind of a big deal. Just take my word for it. Or Google it. Here's the point: You posted a cute little blog update which featured my amazing man-ass, uncredited mind you, and are reaping the sweet fruity nectar from the Adsense vine thanks too said badonkadonk. You haven't offered a cent of residuals, you haven't referred a single hit; you've done nothing but PROFIT from my many years of Winsor Pilates and Jamba Juice Razzmatazz lunches (with added burner boost of course). ENOUGH.
NOW THIS IS HAPPENING:
There! Are you happy? I know I am. Here's to having an honest post on the internet that can properly be tagged with, "Olivia Munn, Blowjob, Simulated Oral Sex, etc." I hate that it has come to this, but for what it's worth, I also tagged this post with "ANGRY DRAGON", so the world knows exactly how this tale ended. Thanks for the hits!
When I was much younger, I enjoyed Red Bull. And Grey Goose. And dancing. And singing. And sweating. And redheads. Now that I'm older... well, I still love those things; only the Red Bull is sugar free. I know, I know.
While sifting through the supremely (read: obsessively) organized iPhoto past, I stumbled across some (arguably) amazing photos and videos and thought I should share them with the world. Why? Because I'm too self-indulged not too! Also, for those of you taking notes; Torrie and Corrado, the insanely adorable couple responsible for my recent Philly trip, are featured in this mini-epic. Enjoy!
I’m often fascinated by the replies I receive on Twitter. Sometimes
they’re ironic, often they’re hilariously sarcastic and occasionally
they’re downright poetic. As such, I thought I’d throw out a topic,
adjective, verb, whatever, and see how people reply. Today, because it
permeated the airwaves with a nauseatingly thick vibe, I twittered
“911″ and received this in return:
crc0427: we have forgotten what it means to be American
Pir4cy: When I think of 911 I think.. AMERICA FUCK YEAH WHATCHA GOING TO DO WHEN WE COME FOR YOU NOW…
Doomguy13:
We got through it. We remembered the fallen. I believe we did our part.
I just feel so bad for the family’s that lost mom and dads
hydraMIRAGE: Pain. Shock. Disbelief. I’m only 10 minutes from the city. My University was evacuated. I watched both towers fall
tr1gun: i think 911 is a good choice for an emergency number, though i do think 111 would be easier to remember.
giggleloop: 7 yrs ago, @ 8am husband woke me up to tell me a plane had hit the WTC. We watched CNN from then til I had to go to work @ 2pm.
Murphy1d: Sad thing is I moved a project deadline off of 9/11 just because the day seemed like bad luck
vinceruth: 9/11 is a day I saw too much and made me realize I didn’t “live” enough-ultimately getting me to change the way I was living
DominickEvans: 9/11 hasn’t taught us much of anything, except when in doubt, attack a country that had nothing to do with the attacks!
Suhaila: that was the topic? Man i totally forgot what day it was….i suppose that means i did my part to not let terrorists win.
Beatsmith: 911… Unneeded preventable destruction and death.
TheCroft: was told I could go home then. We didn’t have any customers anyway. Very uneventful.
mgrovesensation: Doesn’t Guliani get royalties whenever someone says that?
Come. Share. Indulge in my journey, won't you? After experiencing this Virtual Flight, you will have felt like you were actually on a plane with me from New York to Japan. And you will be a better person for having done so.
Remember, you are not simply viewing this video, you are living it. Enjoy.
Here it is. After about an hour of rendering and uploading. And a newfound hatred of iMovie and its' limitations. I'm a wreck, as you'll see, and can't wait to (hopefully) knock out on my flight to Japan. Thanks to Philly (love this place), thanks to my friends (you are all so amazing), thanks to soul searching silence (hours of revelations) and thanks to Pepto Bismol.
By the way? New, redesigned blog coming soon. Maybe tomorrow actually.
Steve hooked me up with an invite key for the Xbox360 beta of Red Faction. I like it. The powerups are great fun; from Jetpacks to a "Rhino" pack that lets you bulldoze your way through enemies and entire structures. The maps are easy to learn, the game modes are solid, the graphics are serviceable and at times Keanu "whoa" inducing. The weapons need a bit more "oomph" and better hit-feedback would be nice. Overall, I'm sure the retail game will be fun, but I worry it won't have the legs to be worth a sixty-dollar investment. And, if I may, I know it's a beta... I'm sure the netcode will get more tweaking before it goes gold... but I'm SO sick and tired of lag during online games! Figure it out already. QuakeWorld could handle 32 players with relative ease over ten years ago. It's frustrating, especially when I'm PAYING for Xbox Live. I love ya, I TRULY do, but Microsoft: HOST SOME DAMN DEDICATED SERVERS ALREADY!
Braid:
Who cares if it's a bit pretentious, I finally beat Braid today and thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it; including the minutes spent staring at a particular puzzle and cursing my television because I was too stupid to get it instantly. Puzzle solving fun a la Portal in terms of unique challenges and fun mechanics. It should be ten bucks, instead of fifteen, but it's still gorgeous and recommended even at that price-point. One of the best Live Arcade games to date, despite some terrible sound effect choices. I'm sorry, those feral cat screeching bunnies were ear piercingly out of place (even if the audible clash was intended, it still sucks), and the constant drone of cannon-fire during some puzzles made me mute the television. Still, an 'A' game for certain.
PixelJunk Eden:
I LOVE Q-Games. Love, love, love 'em. Calling me a fanboy is the greatest understatement since the dawn of man. PixelJunk Eden is no exception. Granted, I'm passing judgement and I've only completed the first garden, but damn is this good trippy fun. Great soundtrack, fluid controls, typical Q-goodness. Swinging from plant to plant feels poetic at times. Although, I wish developers would just let go of the Six Axis crap already. I have yet to find one good implication of the PS3's motion sensing abilities. Having to thrust the controller during this game to force the character to drop instantly feels violently out of place. Minor gripe. I'm about to go back and crush Garden 2!