I remember this one time the blogger buzz thing you see when you log onto Blogger was going on about how one of the guys who started Blogger or whatever was leaving to start a micro-blogging company called Twitter, and the cool thing about Twitter was that it would limit you to 140 characters and obviously it was gonna be the biggest thing in the world. I was like, that's the dumbest thing I ever heard and there's no way that'll ever catch on. Which is why I was not an early adopter of Twitter. Obviously I'm eating some crow since I pretty much just only hang out on Twitter nowadays, which is why I hardly ever blog here anymore. Oh well. I was an early adopter of Flickr- I signed up for that in beta mode before I even had a digital camera, or even really an idea of what Flickr was, exactly. And it turned out that came in pretty handy when I went to New Zealand lo those many years ago now.
Anyways, that was all a ramble to take advantage of the no-limit characters you can type on old-fashioned blogs. You can just say whatever you want for as long as you want. No going back and getting rd of unecsry lttrs to make a msg fit in 140 chars. You can even type letters that serve no purpose at all! X ^ æ ü and suchlike.
Anyways, this article from the New York Times is making a bit of a splash on Twitter right now, it is also longer than 140 characters so I haven't quite read the whole thing yet but the gist seems to be, there are these jellyfish that can live forever so why haven't we figured out how to do their neat little reverse-aging trick yet?
And everyone was eagerly waiting for Curiosity to announce that she had discovered life, but then she said she didn't after all and everyone was sad. Which was the perfect time for the Mercury spaceship that no one even knew was out there to say, "Wait guys, look what I found- organic matter on Mercury! Suck it, Curiosity!" Turns out that spaceship is named Messenger. Makes sense, since Mercury was the messenger of the gods. Or the god who messaged. Which would make him the patron god of blogging and tweeting, come to think of it.

More Owie Badguy!

One of these days I'll write an Owie Badguy graphic novel. And then it will get made into a movie and I'll win the Original Screenplay Oscar (finally) but I will only accept it on behalf of Pallas, the original creator after all. But until then:


Sketch Request--Owie Badguy by ~em-scribbles on deviantART

If there was a book with this dialogue in it, I would read it:
"Do you notice anything different about me?"
"Uh... new glasses?"
"Nope."
"Haircut?"
"Nope."
"You shaved?"
"No! I learned how to do differential equations!"

I assured Michelle this is a very funny shirt. She was skeptical. But trust me.