Time to stop counting?

It just isn’t going to go down. It’s going to keep going up faster than I can spend it. At least until my pally reaches 70 then it’s a direct 6300g outlay to get an epic flyer.

Three things

That I learned today:

• Giraffes are the only animals that are born with horns (ouch).
• Giraffes are the only animals that can lick their own ears (urg).
• Despite what you see in the movies, no passenger has ever tried to land a plane with instructions and help from the ground (Hollywood 1, reality 0).

19k

Blah, meh, blah. Nearly 20k. Oh when shall it stopeth? Actually, just recently on my realm, someone reached the gold cap (yes there is one and it’s fairly random: 214,748 gold, 36 silver, 48 copper). And I think I have problems.

Flagship flagshipped?

Ok, Hellgate wasn’t great but Mythos was shaping up to look pretty damn funky. So what with all the rumours… Has Flagship Studios been flagshipped and closed? Meh, yet more games vanish to the winds.

Oh noes

Warhammer Online. I’ve been looking forward to Dwarf’in it up in WAR for so long now, I don’t remember when it started. A week ago I even recieved my pre-order collectors edition with fancy extras and beta registration. Excitement? Pant wettingly.

And then, today, an interview with Chief Bigwig at the development studio reveals they’ve cut two major cities and four classes from launch. Oh My Fuckin’ God. And it’s not the humans, oh no, it’s the bloody Dwarves innit.

Dammit, and it was going so well.

Knackered

No matter how many times I’ve done it, there is something completely wrong about leaving a club after a night out, only to find it’s bright daylight outside. It. Just. Ain’t. Right.

Of course, like most clubs, you get flyers for other clubs. In fact, fetish clubs in london have a company dedicated to handing them out. Called, strangely enough, Handjobs. Last night though I got a new flyer, for a club I won’t be attending.

Starkers. London’s only (thank christ) naked disco.

What to do?

The problem, if there is one, of heading off to Torture Garden this evening is that there’s no point getting there before 11pm as it’ll be dead. Which means waiting around. Though, as we have distance “on our side” we’ll get to leave earlier - we have to get the train at nine thirty or so, after picking our friend up.

But I’m still sitting around, like being at the dentist. Is it too early to do makeup? I’ve eaten, but not put my contacts in. If get too bored I’ll be playing Warcaft in full dress. Meh. Such a set of choices to make.

Is Big Brother

Subtly promoting racism and homophobia? So, you are sat there thinking “what the hell?“. Well, consider this: Black woman removed from house for aggressive behaviour. Black woman voted out because of aggressive behaviour. Catty gay man removed from the house for aggressive behaviour.

What, white or straight people don’t have aggressive behaviour?

Of course they do. But - and it’s a bit ‘ol but - remove the black / gay component and what happens? The white ones calm down. Things get more relaxed. Sure, there’s still too much bitchyness and so on… but it’s nowhere near as explosive.

And here’s the conundrum. There’s actually two “black” people left. One is a laid back food monster wimp and the other. Well, perception is everything right? He’s an albino. Is it possible that despite his obviously black mannerisms, speech and so on, he’s not seen as a threat or agressive because you don’t instantly see an angry black man?

Finally one last thought. Did they put a blind cross dressing man in the house for anything other than to be laughed at?

Something to think about.

Wanted II

Blimey, I just read Wanted (the original comic, as opposed to the new movie that I wrote about). First off, the cover says “the graphic novel that inspired the movie“. Well, yeah sure. In the same way a bloody candle might be considered “inspiration” for a nuke.

To say they are two different stories isn’t just honest, it’s a straight out fact. Clearly the screenwriters read through the comic and said something like “Ha, ok, if we film this, our careers are over. We’re fucked. That said, there’s a couple of good scenes and lines, so let’s steal them. Oh, and we’ll have the title, as well” before promptly burning the comic.

Don’t get me wrong. I’ve long been a fan of comics and I loved this one - and I loved the film, as you know - but the differences, well, you can’t even begin to fathom. Let’s just say that in the comic there are no assassins, doing the work of fate. No bullet bending. No healing baths. And in the movie there’s no superheroes, supervillans, alternative dimensions, bad guys made out of the shit of the 666 worst people in history or women having sex with imps from the 7th dimension who might - just might - destroy everything with the next orgasm.

Yes, they share the title, the main lead and the main lead’s father… and that’s… about… it.

Great book though, well worth reading.

16k

16,000. Damn.