Jan. 25th, 2017

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I've uploaded two videos in the past couple of days:

Our morning routine, which is Nefer demanding I turn the shower on for her. She's quieter than usual in the video--normally she yells until I accede to her demands.

This next one is a video we pulled off the PS4 of Toby playing Fallout 4. If you didn't read my previous post (with the crappy video), he accidentally got into the biggest fight he'd ever been in in FO4, because it turns out that when you lay waste to the Institute, the game doesn't want you to leave and spawns dozens and dozens of synth troopers to fight you. Toby defeated them all armed only with a knife. (And a set of power armor. And some maxed-out Stealth and Blitz stats.) The PS4's framerate went to hell through trying to render all those troopers.

Highlights: The video starts midway through the first wave. Then skip to 4:32 for the beginning of the second wave. Then skip to 10 seconds before the end for the punchline of trying to close the elevator door on a giant pile of bodies.

Synth Trooper Scrum


Jan. 25th, 2017 09:30 am
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A while back I posted asking for suggestions on poetry to read and OF COURSE I ended up taking exactly none of those suggestions. What I ended up doing instead was intending to take the suggestions for weeks (months?) until last week I was listening to a podcast that funded itself with one of those internet deals where you sign up to something using their link and they get something kicked back to them.

So I'm now subscribed to Poetry magazine. Which I did because I realized their URL (poetryfoundation.org) was the same URL I always ended up at and poking through when looking for title for artwork. The subscription gets me a paper copy and a digital version (I'd have preferred digital only, but that wasn't included in the deal and would have been ten dollars more).

All this is to say, here's two poems I found I liked quite well, much to my surprise, because I don't usually like poems that look like they're meant to be performed, for whatever reason.

Sea Holly by Elizabeth-Jane Burnett and Tony Lopez. What I really like is the 5th section, in which the visual arrangement and the meaning of the words combine to form a picture of a cross-section of the sea, from life above the surface drifting down through the shoals of fish to the ocean floor. There's probably more meanings to be teased out of the first four parts, but they mostly served to me as pattern and rhythm.

The other was Scheherazade which is, I think, sort of rough (the author is a college freshman, so it fits), but I like the tumbling tumult of words that come to an abrupt stop before the end, as thematically appropriate. :)

I can envision either of them performed aloud.
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and because I go what seems like weeks without posting and then unleash a flurry of posts rather than putting them in one big post...meet Nico the ocelittle.

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