chaobell: (this thread is now diamonds)

I usually can’t be arsed to spread things I find on tumblr outside of tumblr, but this was so damn cool I kinda have to.

The “dissections” exercise is particularly satisfying in a weird and kind of disgusting way I can’t quite describe without breaking out the “Me Gusta” face. You’re basically drawing blobs, putting contour lines on them… and turning them into borderline blob guro.

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: (rei)

Remember back when I first got my 3DS and said it really really really needed a Fatal Frame game like right now?


Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: (this thread is now diamonds)




Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: (TF2 OTP)

everything about this is wonderful

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: (TF2 OTP)

The scene: last night, someone wandered onto a new server I hang out on a lot, which is co-admin’d by the “Intarweb Boyfriend” and some other dudes I’ve played with a lot. Anyway, the dude that wandered in was sporting a seriously racist name which I will not repeat here.

Now. There is something you should know about the “Intarweb Boyfriend.” He is one of the most laid-back people you will ever meet. There are only three things I’ve ever seen make him rage:

1. Cruelty to animals
2. Fred Phelps/the AFA/other such homophobic douchewads


3. Racist assholes.

So the second this asshole joined I knew shit was about to get good and kept one eye on the text chat.

“Intarweb Boyfriend” and his co-admin(s) asked the guy nicely to change the name. He didn’t.

So they started fucking with him. I was too busy trying to spam grenades at people and cap a point and not die to see what all they did, but I did happen to walk past the dude once and found him–racist-ass name still in place–frozen on the spot by the admins. I later heard they’d blinded him for a minute or so (out in the open where people could kill the shit out of him) and hit him with an effect called “drugs” which basically randomly tilts your view of the world all over the place and turns it pretty colors.

And still he would not change the name.

So finally, “Intarweb Boyfriend” changed it for him.

To which he replied (in text chat; look for the guy with the long gibberish name and a bad case of buttmad)

…and got in return a chorus of “u mad bro?” and “why you mad tho?” and “TROLOLOLOLO”. Apparently this was not the response he wanted, because then he ragequit. And there was much rejoicing.

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: (look at your man)

…no, it did not kill me, that is not what I mean

So yeah, I finished P90X. I am not going to go OMG EVERYONE MUST GO GET THIS NOW or anything because holy shit it is definitely not for everyone but it worked for me when many things did not and that’s all I really have to say about that outside a cut.

(cut for length and for people who would rather not read about this sort of thing)

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chaobell: (this thread is now diamonds)

That’s right… I have real Internets.

Yep, I finally broke down and got U-verse. And after a bit of hur-derp related to the Black Beast’s onboard LAN* I am sitting here watching the fuck out of Maru videos and downloading necessary Orange Box updates like a boss.

Also I have told the Wii “look, here is a wi-fi access point, have fun.” And updated all my channels. And watched Pokemon Black/White trailers. Oh, Weather Channel, I missed you. Before I go to bed, I’ll feed that necessary info to the PSP as well.

Also also I finally replaced the temporary Wacom Bamboo Touch with a Bamboo Pen. And I’m having a little trouble getting used to using a pen again. I keep rubbing and poking the tablet going “hur, why no work? …oh right.”

*When I built the Black Beast’s current incarnation, the driver CD that came with the motherboard apparently did not have the correct drivers. This was not a problem because I had dialup back in the day (and I should probably just pull that vestigial organ called a “modem” out and turn it into a Ghostbuster belt gizmo or some shit but anyway) so I just disabled it in BIOS so as not to have Windows bitching and moaning about OMG WTF IS THIS HARDWARE. And all was well until I plugged the U-verse cable in and went “O SHITS WHY NO WORK”

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.


Feb. 3rd, 2011 11:35 am
chaobell: hahahahahah wait what were we talking about (silly)

People… there is such a thing as Maru fanfic. Yes, that Maru. The one with the box fetish. I know. The world is a brighter place now that I know this exists. ♥

Fic is absolutely work- and mind-safe and wonderful, though the cat grass does work blue.

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.


Hung with the Ghostbusters and saw singing Tesla coils and watched a shark swim all over the George R. Brown, among other things.

Very softly sang the “I’m a shaaaaark, I’m a shaaaaaark, suck my diiiick, I’m a shaaaaark” song while getting mobbed by 5000000000000 people wanting to take pictures with us.

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: (ready to believe you!)

There’s a post and picspam about the Ernie Hudson-related parts of my weekend at Wizard World Austin over here. There are more pix up in here. None of them have been captioned or tagged, and some of them haven’t been turned upright yet because I was basically uploading them in my fucking sleep. Do check out the kid I dubbed “The Littlest Predator.” Because seriously, TINY PREDATOR.

Also Bubba Fett. The first time I saw this kid he didn’t have the helmet on and all I saw was Bud boxes and couldn’t figure out what the hell he was supposed to be. And then next time I saw him he had the Mandalorian helmet on and I went “OHHHHHHH” and chased him down for pics.

I brought home a complete set of Lantern Corps pins (I already had green and blue and the pins were $1 each or the full set of nine for $5, so I got an extra blue and indigo which will go on my church backpack), a bag with a Ghostbusters logo and “slime containment bag” embroidered on it (almost certainly not an official product), a scrub shirt from the same dealer with a logo and “slime containment technician” embroidered on it (ditto), an “I [companion cube] Portal” T-shirt, a Groverfield T-shirt, a drawing of me as a Simpsons character (ecto goggles and all), a bottlecap pin with a pentagram in it, some nifty fortunetelling dice, a variety of stickers (Green Lantern insignia and Awesomeface for my bike, Aperture Labs logo for the back of my proton pack which led to other Ghostbusters going OH FUCK YES and stampeding to the booth to get their own), some “Only dirt bags grab ion arms” stickers (ion arms being the part of one’s proton pack that packgrabbers seem to always go for) some Something Positive original art and Super Stupor #3, a button with a GLaDOS core and “Still Alive” on it, an interesting card game from Scare for a Cure, four J-horror DVDs for $5 (though this discount was accompanied by the seller alternately talking to my boobs and glancing nervously at the decoy ring on my left ring finger) a Family Guy fanart print for my mom and stepdad, and a Stargate keychain for my stepmom.

I almost got a dubious-looking Jem box set–asked the dude how much, thought he said “$15″, went “wow sure” and handed him a $20, he went “um, $50.” To which I said “oh well no thank you” and put it back. I love Jem, but not paying $50 for an almost certain bootleg.

Also I got to harass Randy in person again. That’s always good.

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: (mr. saturn boing)

1. My light bill was like $60.

2. I found a hidden $20 bill in my wallet this morning.

3. After seven months of fine-tooth-combing every Hot Wheels section at every Wal-Mart, Target, Walgreens, CVS, Toys R Us, and grocery store I set foot in and coming up empty, I found not one but TWO Hot Wheels Ectomobiles at Kroger this morning. (since I already have one in the package on my toy wall that I gave up and bought at a con, I’m contributing one of the new ones to the HAGB prize stash and giving the other to a friend who has been unable to find one in the wild and texted sadfaces at me until I offered him one)

4. My brand new proton pack lights made their public debut. We did the Ghostbuster thing at the Buddy Walk today. It was awesome. There were so many pictures taken of us that we will probably never see. And my lights held up beautifully.

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: (this thread is now diamonds)

So this took one string of $2 battery-operated LED Christmas lights*, one $4 pushbutton power switch, some wire I cannibalized off a dead PC power supply, a piece of plastic with holes in it, some duct tape, and about an hour. Why the hell did I not do it sooner?

*plus one $6 string of white LED Christmas lights because the place accidentally sent me colored lights and while the blue/green/purple ones were awesome for the power cell (the blue ones), the cyclotron lights (the red ones) needed to be brighter and the red/yellow lights weren’t cutting it so I just swapped out the LEDs.

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: (look at your man)

Just go listen to every single thing here.

Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.

chaobell: Pyro taking a walk, firing flamethrower into the air just because. (Default)

But one thing is definitely true: if we ask our leaders to start dishonoring the freedoms that make this country great, the terrorists surely will have won.

Every once in a while, Cracked drags itself free of the vast bog of dick jokes and is especially awesome. This is one of those times.

Originally published at Fire of Unknown Origin. You can comment here or there.

chaobell: Pyro taking a walk, firing flamethrower into the air just because. (Default)

Is preventing violent assault or murder part of your daily routine, rather than merely something you do when you venture into war zones? Because, for women, it is.

And gentlemen? If you are thinking about replying with something along the lines of “well this dun look good for me finding a girlfriend” or “oh, so is this why wimmenz act all bitchy when I’m ~*nice*~ to them” like some of the commenters on the original article and some of the folks on Delicious have, please just do us both a favor and fuck right off now because wow way to miss the point.

Originally published at Fire of Unknown Origin. You can comment here or there.

chaobell: Pyro taking a walk, firing flamethrower into the air just because. (Default)

I’ve just spent like the last hour farting around with it and reading samples and daily stuff and poking things to see what they do. It is a wonderful device and B&N should feel good.

I have a good mind to make a Tobin’s Spirit Guide cover for it.

I should probably eat at some point tonight. Or I could just raid Project Gutenberg.

Originally published at Fire of Unknown Origin. You can comment here or there.


chaobell: Pyro taking a walk, firing flamethrower into the air just because. (Default)
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