DarthTofu

I almost bought Colbert's book, but lately I've had too much homework for much pleasure reading. Those two I just blazed through were a bit of a mistake to start up with, since now I'm sort of behind on work.

As someone who commonly refers to himself as the Anti-Christ (among other things) I take offense to the concept of Hillary snatching my title...

*Boot* I just finished The Schwa was Here and Everlost, both by Neil Shustermen(sp?). Both are rather good, though both are rather a little bit adolescant in their writing styles. For those of you who don't know who he is, Shustermen is the fellow Orson Scott Card originally wanted writing the book Ender's Shadow, which he took over himself instead. The Schwa was Here, the more juvenile of the two, has won about twenty litterary awards and centers on a kid who just can't get noticed- The Schwa- and is almost totally invisible to most of the world, and how he has to come to terms with that. Everlost is, as the author put it (I got to meet him at the Florida Council of Teachers of English awards ceremony where I got some stuff for writing a dramatic script they liked), the product of a strange mind and crappy documentaries. The whole book stemmed from him watching a clip of a large woman running down a tunnel toward the light at the end, and wondering "What would happen if she tripped on the way to the end of the tunnel?" Thus Everlost was born, a realm occupied only by children up to age sixteen (No one quite knows the reason why no adults enter the realm, though some theories have been put forth) that exists both as a part of and not as a part of the living world. The living world is faded to those in Everlost, and they pass through those objects that are of the living world- including the ground (FINALLY!! A ghost story where gravity apparently applies to ghosts!) except in "dead places." A place is a dead place if A) A person died and became an Afterlight (Person in Everlost) on it, B) The place was of great significance to many and was lost to the living world, C) A random act causes an object or place to come over into Everlost. Both books are well done and actually feature dynamic characters, something very few are willing to do nowdays. I'd reccomend both, and I'd also reccomend that you stear clear of the Disney Channel Original Movie that's being made out of The Schwa was Here, as Disney Channel always screws good books up.

The Hawk's design was based on the Falcon, though, according to interviews and such. I'd tend to agree with Max- smooth out the blockier parts and make it curvier around those parts- a fillet, if you can do that in Max (I only know the term from AutoCAD Inventor)

The Maltese Millenium Falcon The Blue Squadron Brothers The Hunt for Red Five October

This is made of win! Edit: Is that your wand, or do you just like little boys?

Oh, man. I feel terrible saying this, but when I saw that picture, the first thing to run through my mind was "Woah, did somebody put Planet of the Apes in this thread?" Sorry, but it is what I thought. It's good photoshoppery (Really, I'm not making fun of you!), they just still look, as you said, like apes. I might suggest altering the background from the original rebellion background since you're working with real images; the two have a rather stark contrast, and that effects the quality of your shopping negatively.

I finally saw (part of) Edward Scissorhands last night, and to be honest I wish I hadn't. Why? Because I saw the tremendously climacitc end and not the beginning and so I only had a vague idea what was going on. Fortunately for me FoxMovieChannel showed it twice more in a row after that, so I recorded it and plan to watch it when I have some more free time.

Huh, I suppose Chris Rock's concept of bullet control could work...

I was ten when I started playing it. Plus the sound was shoddy on the computer, so it was difficult to get that one to start with. I did get the super-fast, cut-to-the-end-ASAP ending, though.

I only ever played a version my family had for the Macintosh Computer that was as old as I am (sixteen years, now, but dead for two). It was an interesting concept, but I had to use the internet strategy guides to accomplish anything, and only ever got the space ship level if any.

Haha... Possibly. No, I didn't. I'm not into the type that involves large dragons interrupting everything...

SDSD? Super-Dooper class Star Destroyer? Sun-Destroying class Star Destroyer? Pretty funny stuff, there. @Mad: Yes, I did mean SketchUp. By the way: I wanted to ask you about installing the Adobe Aftereffects copy you sent me. It keeps saying that it needs a key part that isn't on the first CD, but is on the second. I'm not sure about the installation process with that, though. Sony Vegas works, on the other hand, but I haven't had the free time to figure out how to use any of it. I also have Adobe Premier, courtesy of my sister, though I don't know how good that one is. 'Tis by Adobe, though, so I assume quite good...

Commanders will lend a bonus to any star fighters in their area (Fighters and bombers) of command. For instance, in a fleet they will command both the fighters in that fleet and on the ground of the planet the fleet is orbiting. Generals in a fleet will increase success rates in assaulting a planet with troops, and on the ground they will increase defensive abilities and decrease the likelihood of the enemy undertaking successful missions on the planet. Admirals will improve your fleet's overall performance. For each rank I suggest someone with good Command and Combat skills.

Frankenconcept: Does anyone remember that series, Road Trip from Hell that I started a while back? Wildly successful, got two whole comments and three lols? At any rate, due to Todd not being able to make it for most of the shooting sessions we'd like to do, he's now an extra in the "new" series. We have a plot arc, several episodes written, and three actors devoted to the main roles, along with someone who's willing to join on as a recurring gag. The series will be (hopefully) restarting some time within the next few months, and will feature all sorts of fantastically stupid gags, as well as some good suspense. BTW: Anybody have any experience with that new free Google 3D program? I forget what it's called, but I might want to use it for the last episode, and my copy of 3DS Max (Which I never did learn how to use) expires in December, and will probably be of little to no use to me (really would have appreciated a decent tutorial coming with the thing...). In any event, that's my announcement made. I demand enthusiastic comments on the triumphant return of my awesome YouTube mini series, so that I can say it has support in numerous countries (Britain, Canada, Hungary, Switzerland, America, etc.).

*Chews popcorn* Ah, cammon, Jahled, Tex and SOCL were putting on a great show! Then you have to come in and defuse the argument! Party pooper! Seriously, though, I can get all of the political commentary that I need out of threads like this, just lurking... It's nice.

I think the Imperial characters are actually more apt toward covert mission than the Rebels. While the Rebels hold a fair number of diplomats and ship captains and such, the Imps are in command of more saboteurs- that's usually my strategy when playing expert; I set down a couple of good espionage characters, crank out a ton of commandos in my training facilities, and sabotage their ships rather than facing them with my own fleet.

My aunt owns a large collection of them. When I saw them about four years ago I was briefly under the impression that they contained soft-core porn due to the covers. And my, there were some strange ones!

What the hell?

What... the... ****? That is just weird as hell... Well, the first picture, at least. Creepily enough, I must admit that I've seen the second before...

IC: "Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiincoming." I said it as if I were an announcer, though I didn't know why. Probably because I knew it would annoy Omen. "What?" "Vong. Or other life forms. Incoming. From above." I pointed at the ceiling. As if on cue it let a shower of pebbles fall. "Sensors?" she asked, clearly irked that her Force couldn't detect the incoming Yuuzhan Vong. "Nope, I just happen to have better Jedi training than you. I can see them coming well before-" "Shut up." She let the heavy pack drop and closed her eyes. In an instant she opened them again, freed her lightsaber of its place on her hip, lit it, and sliced a hole in the ceiling. A startled warrior fell through and made to remove his amphistaff from its place upon his arm before he had even landed. Omen was still quicker, though, and before his knees had fully bent to absorb the shock of landing, the warrior's spine had been slashed at the nape of the neck, and he fell bonelessly in a heap. "Did we not just have a discussion about the need to avoid slicing and dicing these guys?" My helmet began to ping at me again, incessantly as another one approached the hole where his friend had just fallen through. "Look, I can do it, too!" And in one smooth motion, while the warrior was coming down with his feet in front of him and his amphistaff rigid and pointed at my heart in a beautiful example of aerial entrance against an enemy and the advantages it offers in mele combat, I shot him in chin. She blinked. "Nice shot." "Thank you. Nice swordsmanship. Now why in all nine Correlian hells and half of their purgatories did you feel the need to completely blow our element of surprise?" "Because Runt needed it." "Excuse me?" "Runt. Hohass. The big furry brown-" "I know who he is, woman! What makes you think he wants you slicing and dicing people like this?!" Her eyes narrowed. "Because he's been found." "Oh." I took a moment to process that. And another. I would have taken a third, but suddenly my helmet went from silent to emitting a near-constant tone as we were rushed. "Iiiiiiiiiiin-" "Shut up and move!" she cut me off. "Right, brilliant plan- which way?" "Up." And with that she bent her legs- and leaped two and a half meters straight up to the next floor of the building. I whistled to myself and cut in my jet pack to make up for my inability to do as much. "Amazing as your abilities are, we now have a good squad of warriors coming-" she produced a thermal detonator. Without pausing in my speech or even changing the inflection, I continued, "Where the hell did you find a thermal detonator?" She looked at me quizzically a second after she'd armed it. "Runt brought them with him," she said simply. "Oh." An awkward second passed. "You know, throwing that would probably be a really good move, considering you set the timer for all of five seconds." "Huh? Oh, right." She nonchalantly tossed it over her shoulder- right into the breast plate of the leading Vong warrior in a small pack of them. "How do you do that?" "Skill." The detonator lived up to its name at the same moment the warriors thought to free their ranged thud bugs. I shook my head in a mixture of admiration and disgust; that toss had been sheer luck- had to have been. I would have killed for a thermal detonator at least once an hour for the six months I'd been trapped here, and she'd just casually tossed the thing away with no consideration- and she'd had it work. The bitch. Adjusting my weight, I shot off my jet pack and smashed a hole in the ceiling. Weakened as the material was, and hard as my armor was, it hardly hurt when I crashed through. What did hurt was when my boot caught on a ropey root from the Vong building that was assimilating the old building and sent me cartwheeling onto a still-solid support beam. "Are you okay?" "Dandy. Get me the damn pack. If Hohass wants a distraction, we'll give him one. This thing'll burn three klicks higher'n anything I ever lit up before." OOC: Just a little jump for this RP. I still have the full plot figured out, just not the time to update as often as I'd like. For instance, right now I still have three homework assignments completely undone that I should really be attending to, considering that it's 10:00 PM right now. As a matter of fact, I will.

Gmail brings up odd articles...

I suppose I'm not quite a real fan- I stopped after one minute and forty-five seconds of agony. I love Star Wars and I can play the theme in tune (or at least I used to be able to) on the sax. That was painful on both levels...

If only we could stop every atrocity that springs up- the Iraq war was partly a war to prevent the horrible treatment many Iraqis experienced daily, and look how that one's turning out. Vietnam was an attempt to allow Democracy to flourish and to prevent communism pushing into the South, and look how that turned out. I'm not saying that the decisions made weren't morally correct, but sometimes, no matter how much it hurts, we have to look on and determine what's best for the most people, bite our tongues at the pain we have to let go on, and do nothing. Solutions are always difficult to come by, and rarely leave all parties satisfied.

Haven't we known about this marriage for a while, now? SOCL and I have both been constructing bunkers for the looming apocalypse heralded by Mitth getting married. I thought everyone else knew... So my school's homecoming dance was last night. That was awkward. To sum it up quickly: Small room; loud, bad music; hip-grinding dance styles; at least five babies concieved on the dance floor through dresses and tuxes. My date and I showed up, talked to the teachers, and got a picture taken over the course of two hours. Then we left and went back to her house where we played DDR and Guitar Hero II for the remainder of the time we were supposedly at the dance. DDR and Guitar Hero > Homecoming Dance.