Got some more pics from the store manager. How cool is it that these are HP photos of an HP party, huh? Huh? Huh?
Ok. Not very.
click to go to HP Night pics
OR you can check them out at Flickr.
Thanks to my daughter’s best friend, there is now video proof of how vastly, horrifically, mind-numbingly, coma-inducingly boring I really am. Yeah, yeah, you knew that already, but this is like real evidence. Ya know…to be used in a court of law stuff…
How many damn games does Dale Sveum have to lose for the Red Sox before someone fires his ass! Damn it!
Yes, as Ric the Schmuck indicated in the comments, we do know the power of coffee (grey or otherwise). So, despite last night’s shenanigans, we’re all up… well, Mrs. R is up because she has to work, and Whiny the Elder is up because he’s got guests coming over and needs to make a token pass through the pig sty loverly abode to pick up trash. Of the remaining Rasreth’s, 50-percent of those who don’t actually have to be conscious are not.
I uploaded some pictures to Solonor’s Photoblog. Unfortunately, these are just the ones that I took. I am not great at it in the best of circumstances, but a bazillion folks rubbing elbows with you makes for some blurry shots. Hopefully, I’ll get the ones that the store manager and other folks took, soon.
Click to go to HP Night pics
It is almost 4am. We just got home. Wake me when the next Potter book comes out.
You noticed the lack of communicatory exposition around here, eh? Well, sorry about that. A combination of things, really, including getting serious about my songwriting deadline and preparing to emcee the Harry Potter Night at the book store. Mrs. Rasreth is sewing like a madwoman even as we speak. Pictures will follow (of the HP Night, not of her flinging fabric around the room or of me banging my head on the body of my dad’s old guitar).
Duuuuuude! When you put in the driving directions on Google Earth, you can click the little “play tour” button, and it flies you from point to point along the route! Then, you can click a link, and it takes you to a printable version from Google Maps.
Google Earth is the greatest geek toy since Al Gore invented the Internets.
For those who don’t know, Google Earth is an app that takes all those satellite maps from Google Maps and puts them on an active globe. You can fly around and zoom in anywhere on the planet. You can type in street addresses and get driving directions. You can use a little tool to measure distances of things you see. It’s nifty as heck.
But as with most of these sorts of things, it’s not the program itself that is so great (though it is a nifty app) so much as the ways in which people have been using it. Google Earth allows you to create your own overlays. So, people have come up with things like historical battle maps (like for Gettysburg and D-Day) that get put into place right on top of their actual locations on the globe. You can alter the translucency of the map, so you can see the real places underneath. Plus, these data overlays can have informational text that pops up when you click on the place.
This is a great way to get a frame of reference for news. For example, there is a new overlay from the Australian Broadcasting Corporation that shows the location of all of the London subway stations and the areas of the bombings. It also includes links to more info and things like audio broadcasts from different locations. There is an entire community of users that have links to these data overlays.
Another cool thing is that these data overlays can be “live” connections with other servers that provide XML data feeds. So, for example, I am looking at the projected track of Hurricane Dennis combined with the latest satellite image directly from the NOAA server on top of the Google Earth globe!
And just because he needs something to read while he cowers in fear from the terrorists, I’ll go ahead and do this memory meme per the request of Kevin. (It’s not because he threatened to come and annoy the hell out of me if I didn’t do it. So, don’t get any bright ideas.)
After hearing that they were ok, I’ve semi-jokingly told more than a couple of friends in England to keep their heads down. Instead, the foolish bastards insist on keeping their heads up and going on with life as usual.
Once again some idiots have proven that they have no capacity for logical thought in the pea-sized blob of grey goop that I’ll charitably call their brain. The notion that you’ll swing people to your way of thinking by blowing them up has got to be the most exasperatingly ignorant thought ever thunk.
Terrorists is the stoopidest peeple.
