You all know that I'm interested in shamanism and the development and evolution of memes. So it should come as no surprise that I've been enraptured by Twitch Plays Pokemon.
If you haven't heard of this week-old phenomena yet, here's an excellent introduction. Or read this article about how TPP has become a proxy battle for the internet's soul. If you're just interested in fanfic potential, I'd suggest starting with these comics, part 1 and part 2.
In the span of about a week, we have seen gods born, been assigned prophets, and had entire pantheons arranged around them. These gods were syncretically aligned with good and evil (or Democracy and Anarchy, if you prefer. Or vice versa, if you prefer.) And right now there are 100,000 people trying to exert their will on this meme, and an estimated 22 million more following its every fluctuation. It's breaking Twitch.tv and threatening the underpinnings of the internet. Legends are being born. Sociology textbooks will be written, all about the last nine days and the unknown number of days to come.
As a shaman in training, this entire ordeal scares the hell out of me and fascinates me at the same time. It's like peeking into a God factory and seeing it make sausage. We have cracked open the engine case of our fantasies and are fiddling with the wires. What a cool phenomena. I hope it doesn't end in tears.
Haven't posted on LiveJournal for a couple months, it seems. So I might have surprised some of you when I used Twitter today. I have an explanation -- I just heard about the #CarinaPitch event and wanted in on it, so I used Jacob Doe's twitter account to throw in a pitch for Platinum Donkeys. I don't think I'll be using that account much more, but I'm considering getting another account to use Twitter.
I haven't been journalizing because there isn't much to talk about. Winter has been so severe that I don't want to go out. Cinder is growing, and Jack has melded into the family. Both dogs have cabin fever, so they bother me a lot at my computer, which means I'm not as productive as I'd like to be. Still writing ORTL -- it's at about 40k words now. Genocide Man is doing well, although I haven't restarted ads yet.
I have a big backlog of things to do in my free time. I've made a list, and in the interest of posting content here I'll share that list with you. This list doesn't even contain the sudden commissions that I'm doing, like the Minicon t-shirt or an LoL comic contest I'm going to enter. It also doesn't contain home chores (the blizzard damaged the roof so I need a new one, and a pipe in the bathroom has cracked). This is just writing/comic stuff.
It's not too much to handle but I feel overwhelmed. I'll feel better when the thaw comes. Hope you're all hanging in there as well.( My TBD list...Collapse )
Tue, Dec. 31st, 2013, 01:45 pm
Just a note -- the web host for Genocide Man is down. It's not just my host, Bluehost. Any site even slightly related to Bluehost, such as Hostmonster or Channel.UK, is also dead at the moment.
So it's not me, and it's a big enough problem that I'm sure someone is working to correct it, even on new year's eve.
Wed, Nov. 27th, 2013, 04:51 pm
The best kind of Jews are the ones who, as a tradition, eat bacon cheeseburgers for Hanukkah. I love people who don't take religion too seriously.
I did mention that I have a new artist, didn't I? He is Michael Yakutis of Webcomic Underdogs
, and he's terrific. He's also convinced me to do chapter covers in color.
Boy, I am terrible at taking video. Or maybe my phone is too old for it.
I'm not saying that Obama *is* playing ten-dimensional chess, but if he *were* the timeline might look like this:
October 17th: America hits its debt limit. The markets freak out.
October 21st (the next Monday): Obama announces a meeting with Asian leaders including Chinese Premier Li Keqiang and Japanese Prime minister Shinzō Abe, saying that the American/Asian summit can no longer wait for the government to re-open.
October 22nd: Obama announce the forgiveness of $2 trillion dollars of debt in return for concessions involving Nepal and islands such as Midway and Taiwan. The debt limit is no longer a factor. In fact, because of the lower debt we now have lower interest payments and are no longer running a deficit. With the stroke of a pen the US is now running a surplus.
October 29th: Thoroughly humiliated, Speaker of the House John Boehner kills himself in an incident involving a tanning bed and auto-erotic asphyxiation. The House votes to re-open the government.
October 31st: Children are sent trick-or-treating for Halloween with the added warning to not take too much candy or the ghost of John Boehner will take their government away.
So, Remus, don't you work as a government contractor in a federal building? Why, yes I do! With the government shutdown, are you out of work? Why, yes I am!
Officially I'm 'on vacation' -- meaning, they're burning my vacation time while the government is shut down. That's because the contractor I work for isn't getting paid, and they don't want to pay me, so they force their employees to take vacation time and call it 'compassion'. All that means is that I'll be taking time without pay around Christmas.
Meanwhile I'm drawing, trying to get some writing done, and spending time with my dogs. Jack is much more neurotic than I thought; he spends most of the day pacing indoors, although he can easily walk outside into the fenced yard. Cinder is still a mellow dude, but every hour on the hour he interrupts whatever I'm doing because he wants to play. Usually this interruption is a sudden paw in the crotch.
I'm predicting the shutdown to go on for at least three weeks. If it goes much more than that, I'll be looking for another job. I probably have enough in the bank to last six months but I'd rather not flatline my savings.
Ah, living in a crazy country is such fun.
Cinder, the Puppy Prince, in his regal garb of freshly dug dirt.
I've been sick for the past month. I think it started with West Nile Fever. A mild case, but enough to knock out my immune system, so that I then got an opportunistic head cold and strep throat. I'm on the mend. It just sucks.
In this time, Cinder has picked up a habit. Whenever I go to bed to take a nap or to sleep for the night, he wants to play but eventually realizes that I intend to sleep. After he's decided that I'm going to sleep, he walks out of the bedroom. A few seconds later he starts intermittent barking.
I'm not sure, but I think he's going around to everything that makes noise in the house -- the refrigerator, the cable TV box, and Jack (who by now is doing nothing noisier than breathing) -- and Cinder is telling them all, "Be quiet! Daddy's sleeping!"
Once he's done, he lays at the foot of my bed and noisily chews on a toy until I'm asleep.
Jack thinks Cinder is crazy, which he may well be since he takes after his owner.