You know you’re married to a game geek when you say, “honey? when you’re dead*, will you turn off the TV please?” and he says, “yeah.”

(He was playing Urban Terror.)

Nolan Curtis’ Idiot Ranch : A Guide To Tech Support Callers [via Aaron for the link]

With my monkey obsession, how is it that I didn’t know about The Uncle’s Monkey until just now?? I was even at SXSW last year and never spotten Joey Tio!

Sheesh, I feel out of it. [via Little. Yellow. Different.]

It was fun while it lasted. For me, at least. I hope for you too. *hugs*

I just got the highest score I’ve *ever* gotten on Dale’s Black Knight pinball machine. 740k! Wooo!

My previous high score was maybe in the 300k range.

Of course, I will probably never beat the game’s high score (set by Adam) which is 2.5 million. Yeesh.

Chuck Jones, creator of some of the most beloved Loony Tunes characters, passed away on Friday. Yet another of the gods from my childhood is gone, along with Mel Blank, Jim Henson, and Charles M. Schultz.

Rest in peace, Chuck.

So, the results of my second Underground Photoshop Tennis match have been posted. I went up against the champion, Jim, himself.

This was probably the longest-running match in the history of UPT, since Jim served to me some time back in, oh, November? At any rate, it was a fun match, and if it had been Photoshop Baseball, I would have said Jim threw me a few curve balls.

I hope you enjoy the match too.

I’ve just imported my old Blogger entries into MoveableType. That was quite a task.

The MT directions tell you to set Blogger to display # day’s worth of entries on the main page, and you’re supposed to set # to be higher than the number of days that you’ve been posting. Well, I wasn’t quite able to do that. ‘Cause I’ve been blogging for just under 3 years, and that’s about 1030 days worth of blogging.

After I exported the entries, I was missing 9 months of posts, so I messed with exporting the archives too and manually cut and pasted the last 9 months’ worth of posts.

The MT count for posts imported from Blogger is a whopping 1524.

I just don’t know when to shut up, do I?

Well, sort of. This is going to be my last Blogger entry. I’m halfway through my redesign, so I won’t be posting again until I’ve finished the redesign, finished the conversion to MoveableType, and gotten my dns switched to point to the new server. Oh, and there may be a domain name change involved as well.

I hope to be back up and running by the end of the weekend. Wish me luck!

Note: This was originally written back in December, but Blogger was having problems, so I saved it to post later and forgot about it until I just came across it again.

I’ve noticed several bloggers mentioning lately about searching for their own names in Google and seeing how they rank. I decided to try it with variations of my name. The results were mixed.

A search for pamela hichens turns up over 200 results. The first 19 hits were me. We can thank the spelling of my married name for that.

I still show up as #3 in the results of a search of my maiden name, pamela riley, which is much more impressive since that turned up 75,900 hits.

This is the search that surprised me the most. A query for just pamela resulted in 1,750,000 matches, and I showed up on the first page of them. And, contrary to my expectations, that other Pamela only appeared once on the first page of results, and in 5th place, not first.

Well, I’ve got this mostly working so I’m going to call it a night. Bleagh.

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It’s the Brick Testament.

I’ve always dug Mel’s designs, and now she’s gone and made one for Analog Cereal! Maybe I should have asked her to do my redesign. If I had, it would probably be up by new, eh?

As annoying as spam is, sometimes it can be good for a laugh. Take this spam I got today:

Subject: New Pill makes your semen taste sweet-she’ll swallow and love it

Men, Do You Want to Increase the Amount of Oral Sex You Receive by 5 to 10 Times?

Now, Make Oral Sex a Treat . . . Instead of a Job!

[Stupid product name] is a new all herbal pill that can make your semen actually taste sweet. No more salty or bitter taste. 98% of women say they would perform more oral sex and even swallow, if there partners semen tasted better.

Now with a single pill that makes you taste sweet, you can increase the amount of oral sex you receive by 10 times or more. Women all over the world are finally loving performing oral sex on there men.

There’s nothing better than that intense feeling you get as your lover swallows every last drop. Try a bottle of [Stupid product name] if your not completely satisfied we’ll refund 100% of your money.

(Jeez, this post is gonna be fodder for Disturbing Search Requests.)

I’m hoping to be able to travel back to Heidelberg, Germany, this autumn, so winning a plane ticket would certainly be sweet. Or I could try to win a ticket to Australia. I’ve always wanted to visit there. Hmm, decisions, decisions!

Wow, even from that high, you can tell we don’t have any grass in our back yard. *sigh*

Aerial photo found through MapQuest.

You ever had a bad movie night? You know, where you get together with some friends and rent movies you just know are going to be awful. The do-it-yourself Mystery Science Theater 3000. Anyway, those nights can be a lot of fun.

Tonight wasn’t one of those nights. I decided I wanted to rent a movie, so Dale and I stopped by our local little anti-Blockbuster. I’d heard some good things about Ginger Snaps and I’d seen the DVD amongst the shop’s selection, so I wanted to grab that title. Unfortunately, someone had beaten me to it. Knowing Dale was waiting in the car, I quickly grabbed another movie, one I knew neither of us had seen: Ghosts of Mars.

I knew it had gotten really crappy reviews, but I’ve liked most of John Carpenter’s movies. And I’ve enjoyed Ice Cube’s performances in other movies. And Dale and I both like sci fi, so…

What a mistake. That movie sucked with a capital UCK. Natasha Henstridge’s performance could barely have been called acting. It was more like she was giving her lines a test run. Pam Grier as a domineering dyke had potential, but she had so little screen time, her role might as well have been a cameo. The secondary characters were all pretty boring, except for the eternally horny Jericho. Ice Cube exuded his usual charm, but even his performance wasn’t up to par.

Spoiler Alert: The only amusing part of the movie was when Dos got high and chopped off his thumb while showing off for some chick. Ice Cube starts laughing and says, “That’s beautiful! That’s what you get, dumbass.”

Seriously. That was the high point of the movie.

Once that waste of $3.25 (not to mention the time I spent watching it) was over, I decided to put in another movie. The last time we were at Best Buy (gift certificates rock), Dale had said it was ‘ok’ so I had picked up Kiss of the Dragon. (He’d seen it before; I hadn’t.) The day after the purchase, I decided I’d rather return it and get another movie, but Dale had already opened the DVD. So, I figured I might as well watch it.

Jet Li was cute and charming as usual. (That pool ball trick was impressive.) But he was the only good in the movie. Bridget Fonda’s character was annoying as hell. And the bad guy and his goons were so over-the-top they were ridiculous. For a movie with a reality-based plot, there were so many plausibility flaws it was horrible.

*sigh* Almost four hours of my life wasted on crappy cinema.

Final Ratings: This monkey is not happy. No bananas for these movies. Each of them just gets a big pile of poo. Fling at your leisure.

“What you see on the show is absolutely us,” Osbourne says in the Feb. 23 issue of TV Guide. “None of it’s been doctored or manufactured. It’s real. It’s the Ozzy Osbourne “Real World.”

Yay! My second corpse is up! Go take a look at care know monkees/my bionic valentine/scenic road/the eighth wreck
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