Test Your Snob Quotient

The only reality shows that I can stand are the ones like 1900 House and Frontier House, where they put modern folk into un-modern surroundings and see how they like living in the real “good old days.” The only thing I don’t get is how they continually manage to come up with people who fail to grasp the fact that they can’t just pop down to the store and buy shampoo.

Anyway, the latest of these projects is Manor House, in which one family gets to play the wealthy family in an Edwardian mansion, while a group of 14 others see what it was like to be ground under the bootheels of the British class structure of 1905. Kind of a live version of Upstairs-Downstairs.

The PBS site has a nifty quiz to go along with the series. How big a snob are you? I scored a 45. I think the Wal-Mart question pushed me upstairs a little.

Next up: Colonial House.

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Help Wanted: Photo Choosers

If you have a minute to look at some nifty photos, pop on over and help Sunidesus pick 7 pics to send in to the America 24/7 Project. The first one alone is worth the click.

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Geekmaniversary

Happy Bloggerversary, Mighty Geek
You sick, twisted freak
Don’t forget to tip your waiters
He’ll be there all week

Go wish Geekman a Happy (Belated) Bloggerversary before either one of us rhymes again. Please.

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Florida’s Finest

Whenever I hear anything from Wexler and Feeney, I have to re-assess my decision to move to this state. The last time I saw this many clowns listed in one place was when we went to the Ringling Brothers circus.

Let’s see who the roll call for the Congressional Caucus on Intellectual Property Promotion and Piracy Prevention includes, shan’t we?

Robert Wexler: who thinks that allowing record companies to disable your PC at their discretion is just peachy.

Adam Smith (*cough*Microsoftstooge*cough*): who thinks that open source and Linux is a threat to America’s innovation and securty.

Tom Feeney: who makes my skin crawl for various and sundry reasons best left to a different rant.

To top it off, our good buddies Hilary Rosen of the RIAA (the same people who just recently brought you IM spam) and Rich Taylor of the MPAA (the ones behind the sweeping anti-piracy legislation that may wind up outlawing firewalls) think it’s just wonderful that their Congressional cronies have a hoedown to “discuss” the issue… as long as it turns out that big media gets their money’s worth out of it.

Hopefully, I’m just jumping to conclusions, as usual.

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Carnival of the Vanities

It’s time once again for that wandering collection of pundits to assail your thoughts. Check out the latest Carnival of the Vanities, courtesy of cut on the bias.

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Get the Smelling Salts!

Whiny wore green today!

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Calling the FDA

Why is it that I get two days of lunches made from some cans of tuna and barely enough for one out of another? I need an investigation launched.

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Font Geeks Alert!

It is no secret that my spouse is in love with a mutant. Yes, she’s one of those Nightcrawler groupies. She has been for years. Her one criticism of X2 was that there wasn’t enough Kurt Wagner in it.

The other thing she wasn’t thrilled with (though it wasn’t too bad) was the self-mutilation thing he had going on. In the comic, he’s got dark blue fur. In the movie, they changed it to dark blue skin with a bunch of angelic symbols he’d scarred onto himself – “One for every sin.”

She was hanging out at one of the fan sites, NightScrawlers (get it?), when she found evidence that the symbols are an actual form of writing, called Enochian. This is a language that supposedly came to a pair of alchemists in the 1500’s by way of the angel Gabriel. Pretty interesting stuff – especially if the filmmakers went so far as to research and use it properly with Nightcrawler.

Anyway, the point of this post is that she also found a nifty site that is devoted to various systems of writing, called Omniglot. It is packed with every sort of alphabet and writing system from Abkhaz to Younger Futhork. They even have 12480 (invented for use in the computer game Ecclemony). Here is the entry on Enochian.

What’s really cool is that the page for each alphabet or symbolic writing system has links to where you can download them as fonts.

Re-write the Gettysburg Address in Tagalog? No problem!

A report on the mating habits of carpenter ants done in Ogham? Piece of cake!

The sky’s the limit.

Well… they don’t have Pirillo font, but I’m sure that’s just because their experts are still trying to decipher it.

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I Survived

I didn’t post anything Monday. I didn’t die. Amazing.

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Leave A Message At The Beep

Last night Whiny’s bedroom was attacked by the invasion of the carpenter ant people. We tried to keep it conventional by squishing them with shoes and such, but in the end we resorted to the use of chemical weapons. Thus, the boy wound up sleeping on the couch.

This morning as we headed off to church, we tried to tell him to open his door and let the room air out. But the response from the drooling wad of flesh that represented our son was the suspiciously noncommittal: “szzzzkkkkzzzzzz…”

That gave the Mrs. a great idea. Why not have answering machines for sleeping people? I should not be telling you this before the patents have been secured, but it’s just too exciting! Can you imagine it?

Sleeping Dude: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Sleeping Dude’s Answer Buddy: I’m sorry. I can’t wake up to listen to you right now, but if you’ll leave your name and a brief message, I’ll try to get back to you when I become conscious. BEEEEEEEP!
Someone Who Needs To Talk To Sleeping Dude: Dude! Get the hell out of bed! The frickin’ apartment’s on fire.

We could even have one for party animals:

Drunk Dude: Aaslkjfaa…hahahahah… I love you maaaaan…
Drunk Dude’s Answer Buddy: I’m sorry. I’m busy making an ass of myself right now, but if you’ll WHISPER your name and a brief message, I’ll try to get back to you when I get over the embarrassment. BEEEEEEEP!
Someone Who Needs To Talk To Drunk Dude: I can’t believe your doing that, man. And with the boss’s girlfriend, too…. You are gonna be sorry tomorrow, dude!

We’re so gonna be rich.

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