Extra Stupid. Extra-Terrestrials.

Casey here to recommend the latest and greatest in sci-fi. This hard-hitting piece of fantastic fiction is sure to test fans' loyalty to the genre.

Or maybe you will hate me for recommedning it. You decide.

By the way, am I the only person ever to actually buy my own copy on dvd?

Dear Presenter at my conference

The word "heirarchy" is not pronounced "hi-arky", and the word "library" is not pronounced "ly-berry".

Since you use them both so much, I thought you might like to know.


Love, Jason

Dentists. Are they Satan's helpers?

Before we start off... let me say that I am not afraid of the dentist. I do not suffer from anxiety when I know I have to go. But it had been a LONG LONG time since the last time I went, mostly because I live by the motto "if it ain't broke, don't fix it".

Well, a couple weeks back, I had a filling that had been in my mouth probably since Junior High that fell out. So... now it was "broke", so I had to "fix it". I went to the dentist. Even though the missing filling wasn't causing me any pain... in fact, it felt fine, but since there was a very large hole in my tooth, I figured it couldn't be healthy to leave it that way.

So a little over a week ago, I went to the dentist the first time. They wanted to clean my teeth very well before fixing anything (since there wasn't any pain), so they cleaned my teeth and made a couple appointments to fix minor problems.

For the next week, for the first time probably in my life, and at the least, the first time in a couple of decades, I was having constant mouth pain. FROM A CLEANING!!!!

So yesterday I go back for my first "fixing" appointment. They filled the big hole. As I left, he told me "now, it might be sensative to cold for a little while, and that might cause some minor pain."

Let me translate that for you....

"HAHAHA, I have got you now. I have rendered your tooth where anything colder than 98.6 degrees entering your mouth will cause shooting pains to run wild through your entire body. And yes, young fool... that even means the very air you breathe in your airconditioned house will be your undoing!!!"

The first dentist?!?

Holy cow! How is it that these people have a license to do this kind of work? Why do we let them run rampart in our society?

I have another appointment on Thursday. Please pray for my soul.

Welcome to the Ramada..

So, the missus and I are out of town this weekend for a friends wedding. As usual, neither of us can go anywhere without taking our laptops. We are gear heads.

So this trip, I decided to my laptop, my H2 audio recorder, an Aiptek Video Recorder, and my external hard drive which I use for audio and video recording workspace just in case inspiration hit me. Now, I really wish I hadn't.

Last night before going to I grabbed a glass of water and put it by my bedside as I usually do. With my allergies, I have a tendancy to wake up in the middle of the night dry-mouthed, so this has become a ritual for me.

The wife and turned in for the evening at 11:30.

At 2:37 this morning the alarm clock in our room goes off full blast right next to my head. I jumped up out of bed, dazed, and momentarily confused at why Chad Kroeger is yelling at me that he was tired of living like a blind man and sick of sight without a sense of feeling. Mommy make the bad noise stop.

Meanwhile, in the midst of my Olympic caliber suddenly awake flailing gymnastic routine and before rational thought could return, I knocked my glass of water off the nightstand and straight into my laptop bag soaking all of my gear.

Yeah, their were four letter words used. A lot of them.

I'll be drying out my gear for the next few days, at least until I can get home and crack open all the cases and check for moisture.

In the meanwhile, I'm left using this condesending iMac of Mary's. I really hope my gear is okay. I have WAY too much time invested in some of the stuff stored on these devices --in particular my music folders and my source code folders.

My discussion drought

If you are lucky enough to know me, you'd know that I always have plenty of things to say, and my list of brilliant opinions is not in any danger of running dry any time soon.

But yet when I try to come up with things I want to discuss on Discussers Of Things, I end up discussionless. It's like I don't have the ability to discuss any discussions on Discussers of Things with the other discussers that maintain this page, or with the discussing discussers that potentially read this page.

I've tried Googling my problem. It seems that there aren't any diseases or disorders with names anywhere near "discussionlessitis" or "Imagination Discussion Deficiency".

Discussionlessitis Germ (Artists interpretation)

Apparently doctors haven't discovered the exact causes yet, or something. I'm thinking about setting up a fund. Maybe even a benefit concert and comedy roast. Let me know if you're interested in attending.

You're doing it wrong...

It always amazes me how quickly people can go from "Hero to Zero". Take Attila the Hun, while not technically a "hero", Atilla and his army had brutally and descively conquered all of Asia by 450 AD. Everything from Mongolia to the edge of the Russian Empire was ravaged. Villages burned. Countrysides pillaged. So, what brought down this unstoppable force?

A nosebleed on his wedding night.

In 453 AD, Attila married a young girl named Ildico. Despite his reputation for ferocity on the battlefield, he tended to eat and drink lightly during large banquets. On his wedding night, however, he went to town, drinking himself into a stupor. It was in this stupor, that Attila was to be undone, as sometime during the night he suffered a nosebleed, and too drunk to notice he drowned in his own blood. He was found dead the next morning.

Believe it or not...

Apparently, the orginal creators of Greatest American Hero are turning the short lived series into a move.

I for one cannot wait. I loved this series as a kid, and was extremely disappointed it went away so quickly. Apparently, original cast members William Katt and Robert Culp wil be making more than just cameos, which is all good in my book. I had completely expected their roles to be "passing the torch" flyby roles.

Hopefully they have BIG roles in the film... although not so big that we actually see William in the suit again. Somehow I dont think even the hardcore fans want to see that.

Here's more info:

http://www.scifi.com/scifiwire/index.php?category=3&id=59593

This has been keeping me up nights....

but who would win in a fight between a panda and a hippo, above the artic circle, if brass knuckles were allowed (but not halberds or flak cannons), on a Thursday?

Internet Divide

Okay more of a serious topic of discussion: The Internet.

Devised as a way to communicate effectively over long distances the internet was set to bring the world together. To allow man to share in ideas and knowledge.

So, what the heck happened?

The internet has become the most depressing, rage, and hate filled place in the world. It's vitriol so think that it stains all who dare enter. Okay, that maybe theatrical, but it holds truth...

Most denizens of the net have no problem with tearing another human being to shreds, justifying their actions with unpalatable escuses like "It's only the net." or "It was just a joke." So, nevermind, the feelings of those that you routinely destroy, then? What's sad is that these people could never do this to someone face-to-face. They know it's wrong. But the dark shadows of the internet give power to the darkness in their souls, feeding them with hate, anger, jealousy.

Yoda would not be pleased.

Unfortunately, it doesn't stop there. Not only do these shadows cloud our hearts, they cloud our minds as well. On the Net, Data is mistaken for knowledge, and those born of the Net spit data out, mistaking it as substance, as fact, with little or no understanding of that which they spew. With no context, for information, how can you claim you understand anything? Working at a High School I see this everyday: Children copy data from websites, re-writing the data for a paper, never understanding the ideas and context behind that which they write. The Net has driven away the days where we lived on contexts and concepts. It's all about the numbers, not what they mean.

So, where did it go wrong?

Is it possible that the Star People were the greatest band ever?

Hi readers, my name is Jason.

Now that the introductions are out of the way, let's get down to business.

I like to ask the hard hitting questions. I'm not going to pull any punches. Is it possible that the Star People are the best band ever?

For those of you who haven't seen or heard of the Star People, Casey and I got the privilege to see them perform in Minneapolis several years ago when they were opening for the Dixie Dregs and Dream Theatre.

Imagine a cross between David Bowie, the B-52s, and Mork and Mindy. That's pretty much how they sounded.

They filled the air with their far-out lyrics and their even farther-out costumes and ray gun sound effects.

The singer talked to the audience like he wasn't of the same race.

It was brilliance! Or insanity. But I think it was brilliance.

So, is it possible the Star People were the greatest band ever?






Well... okay, no. It's not possible.

But thanks for reading!

Ark 2

This show originally aired in 1976, but I hear they're making it into a movie. Not really.

For millions of years, Earth was fertile and rich. Then pollution and waste began to take their toll. Civilization fell into ruin. This is the world of the 25th century. Only a handful of scientists remain. Men who have vowed to rebuild what has been destroyed… This is their achievement… Ark II, a mobile storehouse of scientific knowledge, manned by a highly trained crew of young people. Their mission: to bring the hope of a new future to mankind.

Ark 2 Wiki

Hi! My name is Jim, and I'm a soda pop addict...

In the last year, I've started to realize just how much soda I drink when I get into one of my Soda binges. When at home, brewed ice tea (no sweetner) is my caffeine delivery mechanism. It's when I get to work that the Soda Demon rears it's ugly head. Health concerns aside, the amount of money I spend on soday is quite astounding really. In fact, to the stockholders of Coca-Cola--for whom I been making all of this money, I say "You're Welcome. The next yacht is on me."

Here's an example of daily intake:

7:30 Get to work. Open fridge grab soda.

11:00 Go to lunch have (usually) two 32oz cups of soda (one during lunch, one for the office)

5:00 Dinner Tea.

7:00-8:00 Another tea (which I nurse until I go to bed) .

For the record, the two 32oz cups, aren't full of soda. There's plenty of ice in there (I usually go one-half to three-quarters full on ice--me likes my soda COLD), but still, I'm drinking upwards of 76oz of soda a day--on a LIGHT day.

So, what constitutes a heavy day? Heavy Days are when I eat out for dinner or we have soda around the house. This usally takes the Tea out of the equation, and replaces it with pop.
So on a heavy day, I easily drink another 3 cans of soda (36oz), bringing my total to right around 112oz of soda.


So, what does this break down to in real dollars? Well on light days, fifty cents for the morning soda plus the two dollars for the lunch soda, gives me a daily total of $2.50, a weekly total of $12.50, a monthly total of $50.00, and a yearly total of $600.00. $600 hundred bucks just drinking my LIGHT schedule.

On heavy days (usually once per week), I'm adding an addition ninety cents (average of $.30 per can purchased by the case) to $2.00 (if I eat out for dinner). This ballons my yearly total to somewhere between $643-$693. Seven HUNDRED dollars on soda? Really?

Sheer insanity!! So, I've come to the conclusion that I need to start working on cutting this stuff down. In fact, as a counter measure, I've started bringing a large ice tea with me to work in the morning cutting down the need for the morning soda and the after lunch soda. The missus and I have also vowed not to by soda for the house. This will greatly reduce my soda intake and save me a chunk o' change.

So, with that in mind, how much soda do you drink?

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