A Random Question

So I was wondering--all you random people from the internet who happen to stumble upon this post, how many of you subscribe to a magazine (or magazines) of some sort, and what kind?  The only one that I subscribe to is the Smithsonian's Air and Space Magazine, because I am an airplane geek. I've been reading it since I was in elementary school.  I used to get Warbirds Magazine, too, but after I went away to college I found that I wasn't reading it enough to justify the cost.

My grandpa subscribes to National Geographic, which in my opinion has really dropped off in the quality department--I don't know how they can slip in global warming to every article, no matter the subject matter, but they sure do.  I like the pictures, but really the only thing it's good for anymore is that yellow ring makes a mighty fine target.

Anyway, that's my random question of the day.

I was reminded of this one after yesterday

Tam and Weer'd had a crazy scary Japanese music video the other day. It reminded me of this one:



I think mine is better(?) because it has a creepy Japanese clown in it with a bunch of young girls.

By the by, to any out there who wonder at how I find things like this, here's how you do it. Step 1, get really bored. Step 2, go to youtube. Step 3, type "worst music video ever" or something of that nature in the search bar. And, as they say on the internet, step 4 is (...) and step 5 is PROFIT!

Oh good, my skeleton is still inside my skin

So I'm just sitting here, blogging away (104 unread blog posts in Google Reader?  You people are killing me!), when suddenly a flash and a bang make me try to jump out of my skin.  Then the heavens opened and let loose the rains of war, or something, just like it always does in the cartoons (Lighting, Thunder, Rain, in that order, and that quickly).

I don't think I'm going to get to bed as long as my heart keeps beating this fast.  That was L-O-U-D...

Books of 2011: Monster Hunter Alpha

I read Larry Correia's latest MHI book, Monster Hunter Alpha, over the weekend.  We get to see Earl Harbinger away from his teams, in a small Northern Michigan town, dealing with an outbreak of the supernatural.  It was great, though I missed Owen and Milo and Skippy and all the rest.  And dammit now I need the next one to come out. And I think now I need to go back and re-read Vendetta.

9/10, with one dinged off for [redacted, spoiler].

Not even trying to play nice

Ah, Monday.  The day of the week that I always feel like shouldn't be that bad--you know, it's got a reputation, but that doesn't mean anything.  It could be a good day!

Nope.  Went to bed at 10:30, didn't get to sleep till after 1:00.  Woke up at 5:30 with sinuses all clogged up and a slight upset stomach.  Not enough to slow you down, just enough to make you uncomfortable.  Just enough to make you realize it's Monday, and Garfield was right.

And now it's time to go to work, where I'm sure the computer will cooperate and not bluescreen like it did last week, and Nero won't live up to its namesake's attitude like it seems to want to do...

So that's where baby sheep come from

I mean, it's not as creepy as Cyriak's "cows and cows and cows" one (which made my brother cry, no joke), but it's still pretty weird, right?