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Went to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show tonight (last night?). Talk about doing the time warp, I tell you it was just like being back in high school again. And that’s true in so very many ways that I can’t possibly describe them here. It was fun, but it was weird too. The jokes are always evolving, so if you’re going to this thing every four or five years (like me) rather than every weekend (like the cast/regulars/whatevers), then you can’t really participate to full effect.

Anyway, here are some poorly lit and framed photos.

This is not safe for work. Let me repeat that. This is NOT safe for work.

It’s actually even a little disturbing. In fact, I probably wouldn’t even link it except that women having pillow fights has become a running gag with a friend of mine, and so when I saw this I thought it was funny as hell. In order to view and appreciate Pillow Fight Blood Bath, you’ll need Quicktime VR, and a tolerance for blood, nudity and pillows. Hey, but who doesn’t love blood, nudity and pillows?

Well, I don’t know what it is, but it’s sort of interesting to look at for a while. [via Everlasting Blort]

Nims Winter Tale offers some very nice flash animation. You’ll need a big pipe, but it’s worth it. Thanks for the point Amberglow. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to get this porridge to the pixie.

I must be a horrible person. I see a headline like Feds Seek to Indict Martha Stewart, and it makes me laugh.

I don’t know Stewart. I don’t care about Stewart. There should be no reason at all that I would feel glad or sad at that news. And yet, I see those words written together in just that way, and I smile and laugh just a little bit. I’m evil.

Last week I finally gave in to my inner urge and purchased one of those fancy new DVD/CD burners/margarita makers/pinatas. This thing does it all. Very cool. Soon I’ll be backing up all kinds of data and doing whatever cool stuff can be done with optical media.

Or at least THAT was the plan. I got it today after much waiting and much wanting. Well, I go to install it, and I come to find out that whoever installed the current CD drive in my Mac G4 Tower has designed that thing to be one part rubics cube, one part hellraiser puzzle box, and they sealed the whole thing up with a touch of elfin magic that even the most discerning eye simply cannot penetrate. I took out the only visible screws. I took off that tinny sheet metal type stuff that comes installed with all drives and that must do something other than simply waiting there to get bent or cut me despite my most careful of explorations and proddings.

That thing is still in there as solid as the day is long. I think I may need to remove the power supply and maybe take the entire computer apart to get into those cramped little crevices.

I don’t expect that everything in my computer is going to be easy to get to and remove/replace, but seriously, it’s like they deliberately design these things to mess with me. It’s too late to wrestle with it tonight. I’ll have to wait until I have time and daylight to get back in there and see what’s what.

In the mean time, what am I supposed to do with all this margarita mix?

Update: Whoa - that was a lot easier than it appeared. You just need to know where th elves hid the magic button. I’m burning a CD as I type. Sweet!

Ha ha ha ha. Stop it man you’re killing me. Angst you say.

And as long as I’m shilling for Showtime tonight:

If you get a chance, you should check out the show “Out of Order.” It stars Eric Stoltz and a bunch of other people you’ve probably heard of. It’s a pretty solid show. I think it’s a series. The premier felt way more cinematic than that though.

Somehow, I managed to get through more than 33 years of my life without ever seeing the play, Our Town. I haven’t seen a lot of plays, so it’s probably not too surprising. Except that, Our Town seems to be part of pop culture. In TV shows or movies, if the high school is putting on a play, it’s almost certainly going to be Our Town or Romeo and Juliet. So, I sort of already knew the play without ever having seen it.

Showtime was showing a filmed version, so I finally had a chance to see it. Man, that play is recursive as hell. Recursion is something that seems to be really popular with computer geeks. For instance GNU is a computer operating system, and it stands for GNU’s Not Unix. Do you see how that “G” would keep looping back onto itself into infinity? That’s recursion.

I have to say, I’m geeky enough that I feel I should find that fascinating, but I’m not geeky enough to understand why it’s fascinating. I think maybe it’s a programming thing. Never the programmer I.

Our Town keeps looping back on itself, and the Stage Manager (narrator) is operating on several meta-levels. Now, I do understand the appeal of all things meta. For instance, the show Sports Night — loved it. I also loved The Larry Sanders show. All those shows that are showing you stuff behind the scenes or abstracting themselves back to another level really speak to me. Our Town does that a bunch. It also deals with a lot of themes that I’ve been thinking about lately. So, all in all I’d say it was certainly worth seeing. I had the impression that it was a very simple play about life and death. And, I guess it is that, but it’s a lot more interesting as well. Although I doubt that the play would concede that there could be anything more interesting than life or death. And, maybe it’s right.