Link of the Day [12.08.08]

Soon, perhaps today, I will write my review of Slumdog Millionaire.
It's the feel good hit of the season. Today's link is to Billy Mernit, a romantic comedy screenwriter and
studio reader. Mernit gives good tips on writing screen plays and for
selling screen plays. I've been reading his blog for a while now,
because I like knowing about the romantic comedy genre. I don't know
why. Must be because I am a fool for love. Also, it explains why I
like those high school romance comedy manga.http://livingromcom.typepad.com/my_weblog/2008/12/structure-structure-st
ructure.html

iPhone ruined everything

I just bought a PSP to play my Macross Ace Frontier. Shopping for gifts, I think I’m actually on my own gift list.

Starting it up I had to configure it for the first time. I need to set the date. I need to set the time and time zone. I need to choose a user name. All this is done using the controls of the device. When it came time to enter a name, I was trying to type on the screen! WTF! There’s no touchscreen on this thing! For the price, that sucks.

Anywhoo, it’s one of the worst experiences trying to use the built in web browser with only a control pad. URL entry is torture. I suggest you give the prisoners in Gutanamo free internet access, but the PSP as their input method. They will confess to killing JFK just for want of a normal user experience.

Thank the kami-sama for iPhone for soon every handheld device will adopt the touch screen.

First and Last CDs

Picking up a meme from CapitolSwell I had to go deep into the recesses of my mind to remember both the first and the last. The first, because it was so long ago. The last, because I don’t remember buying CDs anymore.

First: The Beastie Boys, License to Ill
Last: Thievery Corporation, Radio Retaliation

College Tunes ii

Was it really almost 20 years ago?

That Stephanie Seymour was a known model? What ever happened to her? Maybe she should not have married whats-his-face?

Bring back the double album.

Quote of the Day [12.05.08]

“Now, it is a fact, that there was nothing at all particular about the knocker on the door, except that it was very large. It is also a fact, that Scrooge had seen it, night and morning, during his whole residence in that place; also that Scrooge had as little of what is called fancy about him as any man in the city of London, even including—which is a bold word—the corporation, aldermen, and livery. Let it also be borne in mind that Scrooge had not bestowed one thought on Marley, since his last mention of his seven years’ dead partner that afternoon. And then let any man explain to me, if he can, how it happened that Scrooge, having his key in the lock of the door, saw in the knocker, without its undergoing any intermediate process of change—not a knocker, but Marley’s face.”

A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens