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John Cho on saying no to Proposition 8, California’s ban on gay...

Sat, 01 Jun 2013 21:56:34 -0400

John Cho on saying no to Proposition 8, California’s ban on gay marriage. [x]

dirtydirtychai: littleteashi: You should have heard by now...

Sat, 01 Jun 2013 21:48:04 -0400

littleteashi:

You should have heard by now from the news and at twitter about what happened in my country…

Talking right now to a friend who was there yesterday, thankfully uninjured but his friend had to have 20 stitches to his head. He’s in Taksim still. Ugh, spread the word.

Voluptua Sneezelip's Studio Tour

Fri, 17 May 2013 22:48:51 -0400

glitchsoundtrack:

For those of you who are not members of the “Ur - What Remains” facebook page, Sophia Rosalind (aka Voluptua Sneezlelips) has very generously offered to share her account of her studio tour as the sole subscriber to the “Heroes” perk in the indiegogo campaign. Here is the very detailed story of her afternoon with her guest Tenebrae and myself, including answers to questions she fielded for other Glitch alumni:

(p.s. If after reading this you find yourself wondering… The answer is yes, I am very sorry for eating Tenebrae’s taco).

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So looking forward to the soundtrack. :)

(We’re taking a calculus final. The TA is a well-known Lord of the Rings fan, and we’ve had running LotR jokes all semester.)

Sat, 11 May 2013 16:00:21 -0400

(We’re taking a calculus final. The TA is a well-known Lord of the Rings fan, and we’ve had running LotR jokes all semester.)

TA: “Okay, guys, everyone look at me. We’ve been over the rules, but just in case: no notes, pencil your answers in on the scantron sheet, and graphing calculators only – no more ‘can I just used my cell phone’ nonsense.”

Student: “[TA's name], my calculator batteries just died! What should I do?”

TA: “Here, I’ve got a big box of spares.”

Student: *struggling* “I can’t get this packaging open…”

Student 2: “Here, I’ve got a pocket knife.”

TA: “And I’ve got a pair of scissors if you need them.”

Student 3: *from the back of the room* “OR MY AXE!”

(Everyone starts laughing.)

TA: “The only axes allowed on the exam are in the graph section.”

(Everyone groans.)

TA: “Oh, come on, you’re in a math class. Deal with the math jokes.”

(The professor enters with a stack of exams. With him are two exam proctors.)

Professor: “Tolkien jokes already, [TA's name]?”

TA: “Hey, I didn’t start it.”

(The professor starts handing stacks of exams to the TA and proctors.)

Professor: “But I’m about to finish it. [TA], take these exams down the left flank. [Proctor 1], follow the desks down the center. [Proctor 2], take your exams right, along the wall.”

(At this point, many of the students have realized where this is going: Theoden’s lines from ‘Return of the King.’)

Professor: “Forth, and fear no problems! Solve! Solve, students of calculus! Points shall be taken, scores shall be splintered! A pencil day! A red-ink day! Until three thirty!”

(The professor pulls out a pencil, holding it out like a sword, and runs down the first row holding it out. Students hold up their pencils, hitting his as he passes.)

Professor: “Solve now! Solve now! Solve to good grades and the class ending! MAAATH!”

Entire Class: “MAAATH!”

Professor: “MAAAAATH!”

Entire Class: “MAAAAAATH!”

Professor: “Forth, exam-takers!”

(The entire class rises to their feet and gives him a standing ovation. A week later, we get an email from the professor.)

Professor: *at the end of the email* “PS: I appreciate all of you who wrote in their evaluations that I was the one professor to rule them all, but the best one yet was the student who called me ‘Mathrandir.’”

But they have to be good lies.

Mon, 06 May 2013 18:26:13 -0400

But they have to be good lies.

madman-in-a-bluebox: sherli-holmes: karlimeaghan: Wholock AU:...

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 18:59:04 -0400

madman-in-a-bluebox:

sherli-holmes:

karlimeaghan:

Wholock AU: The Doctor tries to solve the mystery of Sherlock Holmes, the detective who keeps dying.

OH MY GOD THIS IS GENIUS

He keeps telling me to wear an ear hat

Yo dawg… brucesterling: *Via some Tumblr staffer whose...

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 06:15:00 -0400

Yo dawg…

brucesterling:

*Via some Tumblr staffer whose name I conveniently forgot

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Sat, 30 Mar 2013 23:01:12 -0400

postcards-from-ur: Every day I spent in Ur made me feel like I...

Sat, 30 Mar 2013 21:50:11 -0400

postcards-from-ur:

Every day I spent in Ur made me feel like I could fly.

Yes :)

Stop Being Nice

Fri, 23 Nov 2012 11:57:00 -0500

“Nice” is one of those weaselly things that you’re told you should be in order to get along with other people. The opposite of “nice” is not “nasty.” There are much better things in life to strive for than nice.

Things like kind-hearted. Trustworthy. Genuine. Thoughtful. Caring. Ethical. Funny. Gentle. Giving. Reliable. Mellow. Smart. Sweet. Insightful. Loving.

Nice is about denying your self in order to please others. It’s suppressing your objections to someone else’s cruel jokes so as to not offend them. It’s pretending you don’t care about things that are important to you, because it’s polite. It’s pulling your punches. It’s backing down from your principles when they’re not convenient.

It’s a real challenge. The line between not letting others step on you, and hurting them back? Nearly invisible; sometimes nonexistent, because the person on the other side simply can’t accept that you won’t let them run straight over you and smile about it. But it’s a problem worth wrestling with. I’m going to keep working on ways to find that balance.

Some will call me an uppity bitch, or pushy. Pick your insult. Because girls are supposed to be nice, aren’t they? I’m not a girl, and I’m not nice.

There are better things to be.

postcards-from-ur: Dear glitches, Following yesterday’s big,...

Thu, 22 Nov 2012 22:36:08 -0500

postcards-from-ur:

Dear glitches,

Following yesterday’s big, sad news, I decided to send a postcard (possibly many) to TS, as a way to thank all the team. It’s been an awesome ride, you guys, and I’ll miss you. If you glitches send a postcard, we might send enough so that every single team member has a postcard to keep after next month.

Here’s the address :

Tiny Speck, Inc.

360 Clementina St.

San Francisco, CA 94103

from the Terms of Service

love,

-balatik

PS: please reblog this message! and send a postcard! do it now especially if you live outside the US, it’ll take some time to arrive!

Hemingway: Forget your personal tragedy

Mon, 19 Nov 2012 18:23:00 -0500

Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt use it—don’t cheat with it. Be as faithful to it as a scientist—but don’t think anything is of any importance because it happens to you or anyone belonging to you.

— Ernest Hemingway
Letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald, 28 May 1934

Love and swiss cheese

Sun, 18 Nov 2012 23:23:00 -0500

When someone, or something, you love dies, it rips a hole in your life. You go around hiding these empty spaces, protecting them. You can’t roll around as usual, because your wheels have gaps and voids. The road might be smooth, but the potholes are in you.

It feels raw and sore. In time the holes crust over and heal. You’re left with these misshapen spots in your soul.

After a while I start to think I don’t want to love anymore. Love hurts. It keeps ripping holes in me.

But I can’t keep it out. The scabby holes in my swiss-cheese self aren’t just old wounds; they’re the places where it keeps sneaking back in.

A little over two years ago, I was lucky enough to be invited...

Sat, 17 Nov 2012 00:53:00 -0500

A little over two years ago, I was lucky enough to be invited into the alpha test for Glitch. I met a warm, friendly community of people unlike any I’d ever known before.

Glitch was a unique and special place. It had beautiful art, quirky humor, and a POV so far outside the box that we were in an alternate multiverse.

But making an MMO survive is hard, even when it hews to the expected business model. Despite all the love, sweat, and butterfly massages that were tinctured into Glitch, it’s closing next month. And our community of players, though small compared to the Zyngas and WoWs of the gaming world, is heartbroken.

Some were refugees from Faunasphere, another gently non-combative game that couldn’t make its numbers work; a few were original GNE diehards back for another try; many of us were new converts that stumbled onto the game and loved it for all that it was, and all that it wasn’t.

For the past two years, Glitch has been a touchstone for me. Even when I’ve been overrun with “real life,” I was reassured just to know it was there. I could log on, reconnect with my friends, and be refreshed.

Last year around Memorial Day, while we were still in closed beta sessions, I wrote song lyrics for a lullaby for Glitch. At the time, testing sessions were intermittent. At the end of a test, we would gather in groups and party until the server GOD pulled the plug on us. I imagined that the whole world was going to sleep and waiting for us until the next test began.

In other games, with other people, I would have stopped there. But Glitch was such a welcoming place that I didn’t hold back from finishing my lullaby. Because of course I knew the melody. It was based on a (very) old song from my college. So I recorded myself singing it, and uploaded it so that I could share it with my friends.

And then something wonderful happened. My friends liked it. Players I didn’t even know liked it. The game devs really liked it. Stewart liked it. And suddenly, this little thing that I just had to write down because it was going to bounce out of my head if I didn’t, had become the best thing that I had done in, well, forever.

When Tiny Speck added accompaniment to my little lullaby, and put it permanently into the game, I literally cried. While we were still in testing, my song played at the end of every test. Once the game went live, it became a portable music block, a collectible item for beta players, that could be played anytime.

And now I’m going to sit by my computer on the very last day. And listen to my song through the game one last time when they shut down the servers for good. Game over.

As sad as this sounds, I’m grateful I had the chance to play Glitch with these people while it lasted. Because I had that rare opportunity to make something that came from my heart, and then to share it with others. And most of all, to know that at least once, I’ve done something that touched other people’s lives and made them just a tiny bit better. I really do think it’s the best thing that has ever happened to me.

A story short enough for Twitter

Sun, 05 Aug 2012 00:58:00 -0400

The king died. The queen died. T.Rex came to the funeral and ate everyone. Except the zombies, because they taste bad. #obviously The End.

"The attempt by Republican men to wrestle American women back into chastity belts has not only..."

Sun, 18 Mar 2012 01:56:41 -0400

“The attempt by Republican men to wrestle American women back into chastity belts has not only breathed life into President Obama, it has roused and riled Hillary. And that could turn out to be the most dangerous thing the wildly self-destructive G.O.P. leaders have done.”

- Don’t Tread on Us - NYTimes.com

That’s right GOP, keep demeaning the women and we will release the Clinton!

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Omg we will release the Clinton.

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We will release the Clinton.

(via tenderstatue)

LORD HAVE MERCY

THE CLINTON HAS RISEN

ABANDON HOPE ALL YE WHO FACE HER

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SHE IS THE CLINTON. SHE IS LEGION. SHE DOES NOT FORGIVE. SHE DOES NOT FORGET. EXPECT HER.

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WE ARE ONE. WE ARE THE CLINTON.

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can The Clinton be an actual thing please

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A wild The Clinton appeared!

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She uses, MISANDRY JIHAD! It’s supereffective!

(via of-praxis)

UH, reblogging again for the sweet graffix.

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I saw this and thought of Glitch....

Sun, 18 Mar 2012 01:46:22 -0400

I saw this and thought of Glitch.

knitmeapony:

persisting:

glitterandgrit:

#i don’t even understand #but i don’t care

allow me to explain:

the most beautiful and hilarious man in the world is wearing bear feet slippers

now you know!

God, I love you so much Mr. Hodge.

How privilege blinds privacy concerns

Wed, 15 Feb 2012 23:33:25 -0500

How privilege blinds privacy concerns:

“Normal” people aren’t the only ones who matter online — via BoingBoing.

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Sat, 26 Nov 2011 21:04:14 -0500

dropfox: Fox News offers a suggestion for what to be thankful...

Sat, 26 Nov 2011 21:03:57 -0500

dropfox:

Fox News offers a suggestion for what to be thankful for this Thanksgiving.

Is this a joke? Nope. It’s not!

Fox is pathetic.