So I was at WonderCon on Sunday, as it turns out, and yup, I saw that shirt. Yup, I turned that information over to Exhibitor Relations. And yup, I followed up with an email to CCI’s exhibitor email address:
Dear WonderCon 2014 exhibit staff:First, congratulations on a great…
Mass Effect 30 Day Challenge
Day 15 → Favorite salarian?
↳ Mordin Solus.
This morning I had to have blood drawn. I got to the lab right on time for my 9:15 appointment, except when I checked in the girl at the desk told me my appointment was actually at 9:45 and they were too busy to see me any earlier. It was a full house, every seat was taken, and the only place I could stand was in the space behind the door, just close enough for every person who swung the door open as far as it would go to hit me.
I was standing across from a guy sitting in a chair reading his phone and sighing angrily about every two or three minutes. A guy sat down next to him, and he said, “I hope you made an appointment because otherwise they’re going to make you wait all goddamn day.” About five minutes later, he looked up from his phone at the clock, bolted up out his chair and went to the desk and made sure everyone saw him theatrically cross his name off of the sign-in sheet. He said, “Forget this, I’m going to go someplace that doesn’t SUCK that doesn’t make people WAIT! IS THIS AMERICA?” And then he swung the door open and very dramatically exited. It was glorious.
That’s not even the first time that’s happened, someone getting mad that they’re being inconvenienced so they automatically think their freedoms are being upended and they have to allude to living in a communist country. A few years ago, my mother asked me to pick up a ham she ordered from Honeybaked for our family dinner on Christmas eve. So a guy strolls in and walks up to the counter on December 23rd and says that he would like six hams to serve at his dinner party the next day. When he was told that without an order that would be impossible, he flipped out and said, “IS THIS NOT A HAM STORE? IS THIS NOT AMERICA?!" And he stormed out, very upset that his guests would be eating Costco hams.
I love people.
I really just want the opportunity to bellow “IS THIS NOT A HAM STORE?” once in my life, with legitimate cause. I don’t think that’s too much to ask.
Q:I'm working on a script for a comic I'm creating. My cast is primarily female and I'm worried I have too many women. When you're writing CM (since your cast is largely female) do you ever think, "there should be a guy in here somewhere?" And if so, what do you do? I'm really comfortable writing women, and I love my characters... I see no need for anymore men in the story at this time, but I'm afraid it won't appeal to a large enough audience. 3 prominent women to 1 supporting male? Too much?
>too many women
I’m sorry, I don’t know what those words mean in that order.
>do you ever think, “there should be a guy in here somewhere?”
>I see no need for anymore men in the story at this time, but I’m afraid it won’t appeal to a large enough audience.
You’re trying to sell a thing you haven’t even written yet. Write the story you would write if you were just going to put it in a drawer.
Write the story you want to read.
nothing makes a gamer more nervous than when the game autosaves in a seemingly harmless location
"this is an awfully convenient collection of healing items"
"why is all this ammo here"
"where did all the enemies go"
"This room has rather a lot of wide, open space in it."
"The music stopped suddenly."
"No, there it is."
"….That’s an awful lot of bass."
Thanks to that reblog about Arnim Zola’s storage space issues, kviri suggested that Arnim Zola sounds a lot like someone else we know and love. Think about it:
- He’s a brilliant mad scientist
- He died about 30 years ago, but was digitized and can still communicate via voice recording
- He has an underground lab
- He does horrible experiments on humans he picked up off the street
"Arnim Zola. We’re done here."
..and of course this would mean Bucky is Chell.