May 19th, 2004


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Cheers to the ever-cuddly
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Cheers to the ever-cuddly <a href="http://<span style="color: username;">username</span>">laserboy</a> for the link to the BBC's <a href="">coverage of NextFest</a>, where the future is now!

I still don't think flying cars are even slightly feasible as common transport mechanisms. I certainly wouldn't trust most people to fly them.

Web hosting

Can anyone recommend a decent comain hosting company? I'm beginning to feel the need for more space, and more control over the domain, and I'm wondering if the prices I'm paying are reasonable. They were two/three years ago, but they don't seem to have got significantly cheaper since, despite hard drives getting much cheaper.

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What if Wargames were more like real life? here

I want a War Sim...

1. ...where I spend two hours pushing across a map to destroy a "nuclear missile silo," only to find out after the fact that it was just a missile-themed orphanage.
I want little celebrities to show up on the scene and do interviews over video of charred teddy bears, decrying my unilateral attack. I want congressional hearings demanding answers to these atrocities.

5. I want that "Public Support" meter to rise and fall according to Troops Lost, Length of Conflict, Innocents Killed and Whether or Not There is Anything Else On TV That Week. I want to lose 200 Public Support points because, in a war where 8,000 units have been lost, one of my Mutalisks happened to be caught on video accidentally eating one clergyman. Then, later, my destruction of an entire enemy city goes unnoticed because the Nude Zero-Gravity Futureball championship went into overtime.

12. I want mutinous units that chainsmoke hash and frag their Sargents and sell Heroin on the side and rogue commanders who go mad and shave their heads and set up fortresses in the jungle decorated with human skulls. I want to have to send a CIA assassin in to take him out. And then they chop up a donkey, for some reason.

15. About every five minutes I want one of my helicopters to crash, completely on its own, for some fucking reason.

17. In my Public Support display let me find out that the news media has run, in the same magazine, one story blasting us for going to war for minerals and another story blasting us for not acting on the cointinuing mineral shortage back home. There should also be simultaneous stories about the outrageous expense of the war effort, and another about how the troops are under-funded and under-equipped. Set it so that I somehow lose Public Support points with each story.


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Wednesday (tonight) - Lilian
Thursday - Home (night off!)
Friday - Lilians
Saturday - Meet Lilian's Family
Sunday - gaming in Edinburgh
Monday - Stirling
Tuesday - Home (night off!)
Wednesday - Lilian's
Thursday - off to Kent
Sunday - Back - with Alsatian, on train.

One of these days I intend to have a sabbatical from life.

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heron61 pointed me in the direction of this scary article on evengelical influence on the US government.

It was an e-mail we weren't meant to see. Not for our eyes were the notes that showed White House staffers taking two-hour meetings with Christian fundamentalists, where they passed off bogus social science on gay marriage as if it were holy writ and issued fiery warnings that "the Presidents [sic] Administration and current Government is engaged in cultural, economical, and social struggle on every level"—this to a group whose representative in Israel believed herself to have been attacked by witchcraft unleashed by proximity to a volume of Harry Potter. Most of all, apparently, we're not supposed to know the National Security Council's top Middle East aide consults with apocalyptic Christians eager to ensure American policy on Israel conforms with their sectarian doomsday scenarios.