So Zooley, who draws some seriously cool pictures ( 1, 2, 3 ) is complaining about why telekinetic superheroes use their powers so stupidly.
I think he's asking too much. Have you any idea how hard it is to visualise someone's internal organs? Let's face it, we don't really think about such things. I met my friend Paul today, and the fact that he had a spleen didn't cross my mind.
I'm far too tired to continue with this entry. I'll leave you with some really strange ad copy from Komplett:
Pentium 4 2.8 GHz: Faster than a weasel on rollerblades.
I get a horrendous amount of spam to one of my accounts. Below is what happens when I leave it for three days:
Just down the road from Paul's house is an over-priced grocery store called Mortons. It's the kind of place you imagine people are muttering behind your back "that fellow surely mustn't belong here, he can't be earning any more than twenty thousand a year!".
You do find some gems there though, like some a sweet-ass premium cereal selection and what I found today: a variety of microwaveable meals made in-store, that look surprisingly palatable.
It's loaded with garlic, so I'm sure any attractive women not put off by my three-day old beard will be repelled by my garlic-breath*; but I'm not going to let that get me down. This is the first store-bought microwaveable lasagna that tastes good.
* First person to to say "or your personality" gets a brick in the nose.
I've just finished some work doing a rough comp for the new design. This new design incorporates the changes to the information architecture of the site, and it looks pretty sweet so far:
In response to the claim that Santa isn't real:
I shot Santa with my 12-gauge. Motherfucker was trying to steal my pies.
I said: "Get yo hands off my pies, bitch".
Then he called me a ho, so I blasted his ass back to the north pole.
On finding out that a someone had made an online questionaire to find out what type of kiss you had:
You have a vomit kiss. Your partner is always trying to dodge the advances of your lips, because quite frankly your breath stinks of puke. Perhaps you should spice things up with some breath mints, or maybe just roll up into the corner and die?
And my personal favourite, how I expressed my legend status to the web audience:
I'm pretty busy at the moment with regards to paying clients. But here's something that should interest John Ryan at the least:
Because of the way MovableType works, I'm looking at probably four seperate "blogs" to run this site the way I want. This is insane... there needs to be a better way of handling a site like this.
I'm going to have to do some magic to get this to work cohesively, but there's certainly some things that I'll be doing that will be of interest to those using MovableType.
It's really early in the morning, so with no real introduction here are some links.
If you haven't already seen it, I suggest you do. Go and watch the Spiderman 2 trailer now.
Hey, I'm a sucker for this stuff.
I've decided to do some clean up on this site. There's far too much crap on the pages. I doubt there's many people who require a 13-link blogroll on every page of the site.
The work will primarily involve usability and IA "tweaking" and, eh, "doing".
I'll be adding in a couple of new site features. There's a teaser for one in this post. I'm keeping my mouth shut.
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