thebitterguy | Entries tagged with rant

You know, I'm fond of Tvtropes.org, for what it is. It's cute little websnark Wiki, about things that range from silly little story items to dramatic dealbreakers. Sometimes, however, you just want to have your image rights for a superhero based on you sold so you have a lot of money and can track down people on the internet and beat them.

Like everyone who contributed to the Units not to Scale trope.

Someone, at some time, should have realized that it's stupid. I mean, they do, at various points, realize that if games have all units to scale it makes it very, very difficult to play.

In fact, they bitch about this fact through the Notable Exceptions phase. Which means that someone, somewhere, must have realized this was a stupid little thing to Trope about, but thanks to the power of persistance and the average Wiki's ability to cover any topic no matter how pointless, there it remains. Feh.

And you know what I'd like them to add to the site? The ability to collapse categories. I mean, I would prefer to just fold in all the Anime references because, well, they're less than useless to me. It's just like on RPG.net: someone mentions Anime character X and I have to blink the confusion out of my eyes like I've just been cold-cocked.

Current Mood: ranty

The only thing worse that being left out of the discussion of what to do for a Christmas party (and good timing on that, btw. Restaurants NEVER fill up in mid December) is finding out that the final decision is a bad one.

I mean, the first choice was The Keg, which is a mediocre steakhouse at best. So the fallback was another cheesy chain bistro. Is imagination dead? I mean, if you're coming in from out of town, you might have an excuse for picking a franchise place. But if it's the town you live in, surely you can suggest one or two good family owned places for a meal, right?

Feh.

Okay, I know there’s another issue left, but can we pretty much consider it resolved that Infinite Crisis was lame? The overall story, while containing an acceptable FYMPI ratio (Fuck Yeah Moment Per issue), was pretty lame, and not quite as good as the lead up stories (at least, not as good as Villains United was).

The reintroduction of Kal-L, Alex Luthor, Superboy Prime and Lois, who quickly become A Dick (okay, that’s established), a low rent supervillain (Gold tights, red ‘fro? Eesh), a member of The Authority, and a corpse, respectively, is really nothing more than a cheesy plot point.

I mean, the whole “your world has become dark and horrible” can be easily rephrased as “you’ve had shitty publicity stunts that have failed to staunch the increased loss of readers, so why don’t you try to draw back the old and gray ones with a half hearted attempt to rekindle their love of comics that haven’t been published for two decades”.

What’s worse, they even cocktease the fans for a couple issues, before going “Nah, we’re just fucking with you”. At least with the original Crisis the last issue wasn’t a lame ass wrapup. There was story there.

You know, Civil War don’t look too great (in fact, it looks pretty bad), but it’ll at least be a somewhat new idea. And definitely better than House of M.

Why does Marvel choose to promote its crossovers with these cheesy giveaway sketchbooks? Man, put something IN that book, make it 8 pages in colour and that’ll be good. Just not the Young Warriors thing that’s been polluting my monthly reading.

Admittedly, I’m gonna get IC 6, and I’ve been enjoying the Superman arc with Busiek (the GL & Hawkgirl appearance? Awesome! “Time to get back in the game?” Righteous!) I’m halfway tempted to pick up a Batman book (only halfway) to see what’s going on with him.

But overall, this has turned out to be a bust. Which is a shame.

Work inappropriate User Icons.

Now, I don't think anyone out there has one, but, goshdarn, it's a pain. Especially when you're reading the members list of a nice community (like, for example,

toronto_gamers) and you're looking at its Friends/members page, and you see a post by someone whose icon is a picture of, say, the female genitalia. So you go "well, I can't read THAT anymore."

Or you're reading the friends list of a friend of yours, and she knows interesting people, one of whom has an icon of two guys having th3 gay sex. Oh, yeah. I can just imagine explaining THAT to HR.

Dammit. Can't that stuff just be behind cuts? Please. I mean, really.

Saw V for Vendetta on Friday. I enjoyed it (not as much as Cynra, but she likes things) and thought it was definitely a better adaptation than LXG (shudder).

I do hate fans, though; people have spent a significant proportion of the last few days complaining about very stupid things that are either A) not in the movie, such as the whole 'Nazi takeover' thing, or B) in the book, like the Guy Fawkes mask having facial hair.

Fans really get on my nerves sometimes.

Stephen Fry, btw? Loved his bits. He's just WILDE, baby. And the Benny Hill music made me laugh out loud.

Edit: Hey, Eggy in a basket!

Never has there been a worse "Next week... ON!" than last night's BSG.

The episode in question was Pegasus, and the cliffhanger of the episode involved (OMGSPOILERS!) the possibility that the two Battlestars (Galactica and Pegasus) would go to war! Over some asshole getting a rivet put into his skull off camera (and, seriously, that was lame; couldn't he just hit something with a [SFX] 'sickening crack'?).

Then, on Next Week... ON! we see the two Captains (well, one commander and an Admiral, which sounds like the setup of a joke) sitting down to kibbitz with the President. Well, that just threw the tension out the fucking WINDOW.

In fact, in protest, I'm gonna watch the copy Tibor burned for me.

Ladies and gentlemen: Because everywhere on the internet, evil abounds, I present to you, live from the top of my Gmail account (and, if you'd like one, let me know): Spam Fajitas.

If you were to replace the Spam with, you know, meat, it might be good. Or, hell, leave out the Spam entirely and make it veggie!

But this is part of a rainbow of wrong: the rest of the rainbow also contains Spam recipes.

Ah, SOAR. What have you become.

Interesting day, then; we carved the pumpkin; a cat design, which I figured Cynra would enjoy, and the smaller pumpkins we have in the front yard. We then did some yardwork, raking leaves and collecting apples. The leaves were easy, since I mowed the lawn (for the last time this year, I hope, unless that means nice weather until December, which I can also live with) and the mulcher went to work on them. I adore having a mulching lawnmower, if only because that means no raking. God, yes. I'm lazy, but it's good for the world. So everybody wins!

Unfortunately, our composter is too full to handle the apples, so they're currently sitting outside in some rubbermaid containers. We gotta figure out if we can put them in a yard waste bag, or possibly just get another composter.

Candy is mostly ready; we need to get some bowls, a place to put 'em and some lights to put in the pumpkins (a candle will do for the main one, but we'll get some electrics for the little ones as open flames on leaves is NOT what I wanna do).

Out of curiosity, I took that 'rate your life' test that I've seen going around. Got a good score, but ditched it. Because, really, who the fuck needs something called "monkeyquiz" to grade your life? I mean, any test that says I've got good financial control of my life is just way off the fucking mark. I'd hate to be someone with depressive tendancies taking something like that, to see some cheezy 20 question test teling me I have a bad life.

Fuck that. I don't have the time or energy to waste on that shit. Yeah, it can get better. It can be worse. Every person on the planet gets like that, motherfucker. Every single living soul has their lovely doubts and fears riding themselves like an angry jewish mother crack monkey.

You want me to take some shitty internet quiz, don't act like 20 true or false questions are gonna put you in a position to judge ANYTHING. If you don't wanna tell me which member of the Watchmen I am (Silk Spectre II, if you were wondering), fuck off and leave it be.

I should get another pumpkin to use to make a Jack-O-Layton.

So, I'm reading a cow-orker’s Regal catalogue, and there’s a few chuckle worthy items and a few things I have momentary lapses of reason over (I sit down until the urge goes away).

But there’s one thing that I just find rather off-putting. The Sympathy cards.

I'm not particularly fond of sympathy cards in general, mind you. The convenience of having a dozen or so (Religious or Sincere, which I guess calls into question the sincerity of the religious) seems appealing, but then I realize there's more to it than that.

It seems very insincere, the name of the package notwithstanding. If you want to express sympathy for someone’s loss (or just remind them to Trust in Him), I think you should be willing to schlep down to your neighbourhood Carlton Cards and pick something off the rack yourself, right? Hell, grab a blank one and write "Im sorry yor daad dyed he was a nyce guy".

I mean, I’m already rather perturbed at the fact your average gift shop can sell you a card to let your partner know that the spark has gone out of your relationship, you're tired of having to shoulder more than your share of the chores, and you think they're faking the whole lumbago, so you're leaving town with your hairdresser.

Call me picky, but I think people should have some ability to express themselves with something resembling skill. I never thought I'd lament the loss of the Dear John letter.

Plus, it seems kind of creepy. I mean, you KNOW you'll need some Christmas cards for next year. But sympathy cards? "So, Jed. How's your dad? Feeling better? Shame, that. Your mom? Oh, anything broken? Really? In for how long? Hmmm. Well, let me know. Your wife still have that toothache? How's the dog? Your son still playing hockey?"

Feh.

Yesterday: Went to visit

whisper_jeff and

adamjury for Halo. Was fun, although in all but 2 games me and Adam spent most of our time standing there with our pants around our ankles going "Thank you, sir, may I have another?"

I DID win King of the Hill. Waahooo!

And the Rocket Launcher game was fuuuun. 25/24/23.

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