Okay, so High End Fashion is sort of a conundrum for me. I generally dislike almost anything made for women by the big labels, because as a woman of *ahem* some size (I’m a size 18/20/22 depending on what jeans I am wearing) nothing is ever made for me.

But MENSWEAR… OH THE MENSWEAR. I get my little heart into a tizzy over menswear.

Because it’s something I could conceivably wear, and do wear, generally, and  no heels required! no one thinks twice about you wearing men’s shoes when you are also wearing a tuxedo. I am a super-chunky Goodwill-junky and YOU GET THE BEST CHEESY SUITS WHEN YOU’RE AT GOODWILL. It’s a win!

So, imagine my surprise when I was flipping through Vanity Fair and it’s skinny model in CHANEL, skinny model in BURBERRY, skinny model for GUCCI BAGS, and then GARY OLDMAN.

I thought it was a Movie thing, but then I saw PRADA at the bottom, and remembered he and a bunch of other actors were in the premiere fashion show for Prada’s Fall/Winter 2012 collection. I flipped through the rest of the spread and there’s Willem Dafoe, Blue-Steeling the SHIT OUT OF IT, seriously, look:

(Photos turned out to take up too much room, so they’re below the fold.)

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I know a lot of people who think that e-books are only for people who shell out the bucks for e-readers, whether it’s for a Kindle, Nook, or Sony e-reader.  Well, you’re wrong. The fact of the matter is, that if you are reading this, you are most likely on a device that will allow you to read an e-book.

The lists of apps put out by Amazon can be found here. Barnes and Noble apps can be found here.

Got an iPhone? Amazon AND Barnes and Noble have an app for that.

Android phone? Amazon and Barnes and Noble have you covered.

Windows phone? Amazon is thinking of you.

Blackberries are also loved by Amazon.

If you have a PC, you just have no excuse: Amazon and Barnes and Noble both have very easy desktop readers for you to use.

If you have a Mac, You also have no excuse, there are apps for you on both.

The advantages in e-books is portability, ecological preservation (Don’t have to cut down all those trees and burn all that gas transporting for an e-book!), price and convenience. I love being able to read on the bus, in long lines, in the middle of a boring lecture or class. (Bonus points if you take notes on a laptop.)

So, there isn’t really an excuse. Read more books! Books are easier to acquire! Books are easier to read! You can have a hundred books waiting for you on the computer that you take anywhere!

What are you waiting for!

You can find it on Amazon and at Barnes and Noble’s e-book store.

And check out the official page for extras and fun stuff that will be posted for the next couple of days.

 

This is the most beautiful thing ever, to me, anyway…

It was in the suggested videos, and I have to share it with people all the time.

Some more YouTube videos that helped inspired News is War:

 

 

With bonus Dr. Neil deGrasse Tyson.

Listen, I am at heart what some may call these days a… commie pinko socialist anti American. And when I say some people, I mean people like this:

I am a registered, donating, and active liberal, not afraid to stand up to bull shit, whether it is that guy talking about death panels or that misogynistic corner preacher harrassing passing women. (That is a story for another day…)

I am also a YouTube junkie. I love watching old clips from shows like Countdown, The O’Reilly Factor, and interviews with crazies like Ann Coulter and Michelle Malkin. It’s interesting to see these things from a detached perspective, to listen to talk about scandals and issues that are now a part of the past.

My favorite ones to watch, and the ones that had a direct impact on the creation and writing of News is War, are Keith Olbermann and Bill O’Reilly.

The obvious glee with which Olbermann pokes the bear that is Bill O’Reilly is a shot of joy to my black little heart, and I think it shows the biggest difference between the two: A sense of humor. (For an example, see 0:25-0:37 in the clip above)

Because compare that to the clip, taken directly from O’Reilly’s own radio show, that is played from 1:04-2:00. Seriously? Wow. That’s not just being a douchebag, that seems more like a guy who takes everything too seriously.

And let’s be real, if he could handle it, it wouldn’t be nearly as fun. And you can see how serious Olbermann sees it, based on this clip from Countdown when O’Reilly Launched a petition to get Countdown taken off the air:

So what does this have to do with this little story I wrote?

This: I was sick one day and binging youtube clips while high as God’s Own Kite on Tylenol’s Blue Stuff, I got into a loop of a lot of Countdown clips in which o’Reilly was, well, owned. Then a little thought popped into my head. What if, instead of being a war of words, one of them actually started a physical fight?

So this little thought sat in my head, fed by a fever and some potent cold medicine, and paired up with a set of characters that I had been playing around with, writing little one off, goof ball stories that will never see the light of day, and POOF. There it was. So I wrote it down. And that is that.

UPDATE: News is War is now, finally up and for sale. Visit the Memoirs of a Freelance Mad Scientist main page for links and fun stuff, or you can skip that and go directly to Amazon or Barnes and Noble to download them.

So, I published my e-book this last night. And 12-24 hours later, it is still not on sale, on either website that I submitted to. Hopefully, this weekend it’ll be up, so you all can have a short story to read on your memorial day, but I don’t know how long this process is going to take, getting everything set.

In the meantime, I’ll post some extras from the story, like the behind the scenes on the DVD.

If you would like up to the minute updates on the status of my shtuff, you can follow me on twitter by following @geekinadress

Stay classy, San Diego!

I’m not dead.

Posted: May 10, 2012 in Uncategorized

I am working on a project. Details to come.

While you wait:

Not gonna lie…

Posted: February 15, 2012 in Uncategorized

I squeed like a girl.

AAAHMAAAHGAAAH WHO’S A TINY LEEZARD?! YOU! YOU ARE! LOOK HOW SMALL YOU ARE! YOU’RE SO CYOOTE!

On Sportmanship*

Posted: February 15, 2012 in Roller Derby, Thoughts

An alternate title could be: WHY REFS SHOULD AVOID GETTING TAKEN OVER BY THE TEAMS THEY SKATE FOR

Or: CHEATERS SHOULD THINK ABOUT THE EFFECTS KARMA WILL HAVE ON THEIR GAME

I was more than happy to ref a game for a league relatively close to my hometown** when they asked me to, I’ve done it before. I’m not going to lie, I don’t think too highly of their coach, but whatever. I wasn’t going to be head ref, I didn’t have to listen to her. Then last Wednesday, I received an email saying that they didn’t need me after all, they were going to use one of their new refs. Or so I was told.

I went down anyway. I was kind of excited to be able to watch a game, but as usual, I brought my stripes and gear just in case. Turns out it was a good idea. The ‘ref’ I had been replaced with was a) not a ref, but a skater in a ref’s costume. b) not going to become any sort of regular official, skating or otherwise, but was just doing this while she was getting off the injury list. c) clueless. A fellow ref asked me if I would be willing to put my gear on, and of course I said yes.

And, so I learned after the game, Coach Who Shall Not Be Named was a little upset about that.

I skated on the outside, shadowed by Clueless “Ref,” and holy shit. I made calls. LOTS AND LOTS OF CALLS.

And people got… upset.

Things got… heated.

I heard a rumor that my life was threatened, but at the time, I was pretty sure it was just the possibility of a parking lot slap fight with a big-mouth blocker who, ahem, disagreed with my call and then wouldn’t tell me her number. (the one written on her arm was illegible)

Team That Shall Remain Unacknowledged played heavily to the outside, with a lot of sloppy hits and penalties. If I made bad calls, it wasn’t because I didn’t know what I was seeing, it was because I was completely overwhelmed. If I got one mixed up with the other, I apologize, but it was probably a switch in my brain trying to make two calls at once.

Based on my experience with Coach WSNBN and Team TSRU in general, and the reactions of those people at the game, and who exactly it is who sets Team TSRU’s ref roster, I can only come to the conclusion that they were stacking the refs to gain an advantage at the game. Nobody expected (or wanted) anyone skating on the outside who would call penalties.

They were cheating.

If you’re playing clean, it’s not going to matter who’s wearing the the stripes, you’ve got nothing to worry about. But if you’re playing dirty… well, that’s another story all together. HOW YOU PLAY SHOULD NOT BE EFFECTED AT ALL BY WHO IS OFFICIATING YOUR GAME. If your whole playing strategy hinges on having sub-par referees? Well, you have a shitty strategy. Because the visiting team’s ref is going to pull in a friend off the side lines, and put a big ass wrench right into the middle of your works. If you get a lot of calls, you don’t throw away the rules, you step up your game.

And I don’t know who did it, the coach, the players as a group developing strategy. It doesn’t matter. It takes a lot of time and mental energy to think about how to get around the rules like that. More than, say, learning to play it straight.

And please, spare me your lame cries of “B-b-b-but it’s roooooller deeeerby!” It actions like fucking with refs, making horribly dangerous blocks, and being all around bitches that keeps WFTDA derby saddled with the reputation it had in the late 70s and 80s, that it’s nothing but a joke. Flat track derby, whether teams or individuals like it or not, is year by year becoming a legitimate sport. These childish actions are holding not only you and your team back, but the movement you profess to love so well.

In the end, Team TSRU lost by 40 points, I lost my damn temper, but I went to bed knowing that I did a good job.

And with the determination to ref every single home game that Team TSRU plays until I die.

 

*Or sportswomanship, whichever you prefer

**I won’t name them, but if you know me in person, you’ve heard me tell this story A LOT over the last couple of days.