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Darth Vader Has a Blog

Darth Vader Has a Blog! And it’s hilarious, here’s a snippet:

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Haste Makes Waste

Bloody interrogation. Imperial audience. More leg woes.

Did you ever have one of those days?

It can be challenging to maintain your dignity as a dark tyrannical overlord when the circuitry in your left leg constantly misfires, threatening to send you off on a mad pirouette without notice. It requires a serious effort of will to maintain my poise, the tendrils of my connection to the Force reaching deep into space to feel out my distant quarry and at the same time wrapped around the mechanisms of my own body to keep them working.

I am stretched too thin.

The traiterous dog Krelcon was captured early this morning and brought around to the Imperial palace after breakfast. I had poached eggs with ham, buttered crumpets and a glass of wetfruit juice.

During my interview with Krelcon he admitted to me that he had been involved in smuggling the stolen data tapes of the Death Star’s technical readout to the Rebel Alliance. In order to produce similarly fruitful results I used the Force to crush all of the small bones in his hands. Krelcon became most chatty then, and we discussed likely locations of the hidden rebel base.

Things went badly after that point, however. I confess that Krelcon took me off guard when he mentioned the prophecy. Eyes burning in a masque of pulp and blood he screamed, “The son of the suns is nigh, knight-bastard! He is on your very threshold!”

I had meant to backhand him but my passions were aroused and my concentration faltered, and so instead I released control of my errant left leg and instantly found myself doing a frenzied, lop-sided jig that turned me in place.

Krelcon found the strength to laugh. Thus, with one powerful thrust of the Force I burst his skull.

Which was probably premature. But que sera, sera.

Small things annoy me…

Small things annoy me… like links that spawn new browser windows.

If I’m clicking the link, I obviously want to go there. Don’t leave the current screen up.

All I do then, is shut the one that just popped up and open it in a new tab. But still, annoying.

Ah, April Fool's Day

And so it begins. It took me 5 minutes to figure out why Planet Gnome was showing Planet KDE this morning, until I visited the Planet KDE site and it hit me that it was April Fool’s Day.

Davyd Madeley, a Gnome Developer has one of the funnier ones up that I’ve seen yet over the years. What if you had to continue to donate to use your desktop? Gives open source development a new lens.

I’m sure we’ll see the usual silly game press releases and what not. I’ll post any good ones I see.

A Breath(ed) of fresh air

The Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel has an amusing interview with Berke Breathed, of Bloom County / Outland / Opus fame.

I love Bloom County, as I’ve commented before. Re-reading and collecting those 80s comic books reminds me not only of my childhood, but how topical Mr. Breathed’s cartooning is and was. So much of what he talked about then still applies to today.

He has a 25th anniverary book coming out of his favorite Sunday comics he wrote.

Random Goodness

Boing Boing is full of random goodness today.

First, BB has a link to Found Item Clothing, who has re-created the shirts from the movie Real Genius that Chris Knight (played by Val Kilmer wore).

Next, BB points out that William Gibson (of Neuromancer and other books’ fame) has started blogging again.

It looks like the current election cycle has gotten to him. Let me quote one of the jokes he has up on his site:

President Bush goes to an elementary school to talk about the war.

After his talk, he offers to answer questions. One little boy puts up his hand and the president asks him his name.

“I’m Billy, sir.”

“And what’s your question, Billy?”

“I have three questions, sir. Why did the US invade Iraq without the support of the UN? Why are you President when Al Gore got more votes? And whatever happened to Osama Bin Laden?”

Just then the bell rings for recess. Bush announces that they’ll continue after recess.

When they return, Bush asks, “OK, where were we? Question time! Who has a question?”

Another little boy raises his hand. The president asks his name.

“I’m Steve, sir.”

“And what’s your question, Steve?”

“I have five questions, sir. Why did the US invade Iraq without the support of the UN? Why are you President when Al Gore got more votes? Whatever happened to Osama Bin Laden? Why did the recess bell go off twenty minutes early? And what the heck happened to Billy?”