I guess my plan to shut up for 2 weeks was destined to fail. Que sera sera.

Check out these awesome KATAMARI DAMACY SHIRTS. Apparently getting the license was a real coup. My favorite is the dripping prince, but they’re all pretty great in the same “is this ironic? I don’t care, it is awesome regardless” way that the game is great. The highlight is reading Takahashi’s comments on each shirt (click on them to see a bunch of images, including the comments). Also great is the company’s stance on using American Apparel t-shirts.

Have I raved about Katamari Damacy here before? This game, guys, is just about the best thing ever. You control a little guy who rolls a sticky ball around. The goal is to get the ball up to a certain size. You start tiny, picking up things like thumb tacks and nickels, and as you get bigger you move up to things like toy poodles and deck chairs, and sumo wrestlers, and cars, and elephants. Earlier this week while “studying” I finally finished the game, and felt an innocent euphoria. It was pretty great.

Anyway, there are a number of reasons why I love the game.

  • It’s simple, astonishingly simple: you use the directional buttons to move around and that’s pretty much it. You don’t need to learn attack combos, you just roll around.
  • The attitude of the game is completely goofy and sincere and funny. It’s hard to describe, but the game is imbued with (I assume) its creator’s peculiar sensibilities, and it forms a coherent if bizarre world that it’s a pleasure to inhabit for a while.
  • It’s easy. This is huge for me, because generally speaking I suck at video games. I think I’ve had the patience and ability to finish fewer than 4 games in my entire life. Rather than buy lots of games and play them all the time and have fun working my way through them, I tend to pick one game and play it off and on for six months or so, at which point I’m finally good enough to win on the “infant” setting. For this reason I mostly play sports games where you can make the computer opponent terrible, because I relish beating the despicable Dallas Cowboys 72-3.

    So yeah, Katamari is easy to pick up and there’s almost no learning curve. You just roll around and pick stuff up and eventually it’s over.

  • It’s great for multi-player action. Because of how easy and simple it is, this is a game that somebody can just pick up and start playing. It’s fun to compete with your friends (even the ones like me who aren’t necessarily adept at video gaming). I mean, your parents could probably get into this game. I guess that could be a negative for some people, but I think it’s pretty cool.

Without a doubt, this game is one of my all-time favorites, up there with Paperboy, NHLPA ’93, and the underrated Super Mario 2.

And there’s a sequel that I hear is really fun, too (even if the creator isn’t satisfied with it). I’ll have to pick that up soon.

Unrelated links to great comment threads:
KONG! (interesting thoughts on newspaper design, the editorial/advertising relationship, and how people are sometimes very mean on the internet)

read all the comments. all the way to #17. Engadget comment threads are filled with ignorant jerks and very smart nerds, and this thread is exemplary. Odd that nobody bothers to talk about how great/awful Apple products are, though. [link courtesy of my close personal friend, Ji, who claims not to be a huge geek despite the fact that he apparently monitors 7 month old threads on tech gadget blogs]

 


My beard is getting pretty serious, internet.

 

I’m going quiet until the end of finals (two and a half weeks from now). No posts and, assuming I can maintain any kind of discipline at all* a significant reduction in the amount of time I spend reading other people’s posts.

* Unlikely.

I’m leaving you with three songs that I’ve been listening to over and over again in the last few days:
Ask Me Anything, off of the Strokes’ upcoming album, encapsulates everything I love and everything I hate about this band. They’re so infuriatingly good and are so infuriatingly obnoxious about it. I specifically can’t decide whether the chorus is genius or idiotic.

The next two songs are off of the soundtrack to Stubbs the Zombie, which comprises covers of songs of the late ’50s by contemporary bands like Death Cab, Ben Kweller, the Flaming Lips, and Cake. It’s pretty great overall, but these two are my favorites:
Tears on my Pillow, by Clem Snide, just sounds great to me. I’m loving it.
The Living Dead, by Phantom Planet, is haunting and catchy and fun.

Have a nice December–I’ll be back in a few weeks.

 

Richard Dawkins wrote a letter to his ten-year-old daughter Juliet about knowing. He talks about science and religion, and in addition to being pretty cute, the letter also happens to be awesome.

Dear Juliet,

Now that you are ten, I want to write to you about something that is important to me. Have you ever wondered how we know the things that we know? How do we know, for instance, that the stars, which look like tiny pinpricks in the sky, are really huge balls of fire like the sun and are very far away? And how do we know that Earth is a smaller ball whirling round one of those stars, the sun?

The way scientists use evidence to learn about the world is much cleverer and more complicated than I can say in a short letter. But now I want to move on from evidence, which is a good reason for believing something , and warn you against three bad reasons for believing anything. They are called “tradition,” “authority,” and “revelation.”

Read it all.

 

This is what I woke up to:


Yep, it snowed last night. And it’s still snowing. I guess I shouldn’t plan on seeing the ground again til late April.

 

I don’t really understand the technology behind Push to Talk–that walkie-talkie function that used to be exclusive to Nextel but now almost everybody has–nor do I understand the practical difference between it and standard cell phone use.

I mean, what’s the difference between PTT and a regular call on speakerphone? In what ways is it superior, and in what ways is it inferior? Just from the context and the ways I’ve seen it used, it seems sort of like AM vs. FM–PTT is more reliable but lower in sound quality–but I don’t really know if that’s even true.

Can anybody out there help me out here?

 

This ad was directed by Spike Jonze and it’s freakin’ great!

 

Wow, guys, just wow. I had managed to forget that Tom Cruise was “engaged” to Katie Holmes, and then today I saw a picture of them together, and I got to thinking. So Tom was born in 1962. That makes him about 43, 44 years old. Katie Holmes is in her mid-twenties–she turns 27 later this month. So the age difference is about 17 years. For those of you who can’t quite decide whether this is disturbing or not, I’ll just note that Katie’s remarked on how when she was a little girl she had a Tom Cruise poster on her wall and fantasized about marrying him.

They announced that they were dating in a hilarious series of public appearances that coincided with the worldwide releases of their summer blockbuster movies. Also, Tom is a crazed Scientologist (has anyone noticed yet that “Scientology” sounds like a word George Bush made up in a speech about Intelligent Design?). There are rumors that he approached other young actresses before Katie, using the cold-calling suaveness of a weirdo creep. And other rumors that he is paying Katie for the privilege of her hand. And they got engaged like a month and a half into their relationship. And she’s 6 months pregnant.

And, oh yeah. There’s one other rumor going around, one that has hounded Cruise since he starred opposite Val Kilmer in the heteronormative classic Top Gun. I think you know the one I mean. It all started in the scene where Iceman and Maverick face off in the locker room.

Yep… Tom Cruise is pretty short. Shorter, in fact, than his bride to be.

Call me a cynic, but this seems like a calculated career move by both parties, and not the blossoming of a rare true love.

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