dead, dead to me!
Jul. 31st, 2006 11:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
noellenoThey're cancelling E3. Huh. I think I just heard a thousand geeks shriek right now. I know who to blame for this, as we all, deep down inside, do. No, not the insane costs of putting on such a show. It's those frightfully bland characters that did the convention coverage for G4. Kevin Perrera is pretty much the harbringer of sadness and all-around un-fun things, and though you may disagree, deep down, you know it to be true. That whiny, know-it-all, Ryan Seacrest mutant clone. Not even a mutagen-X clone at that; he isn't cool enough. Anyone who splooges about Myspace THAT much is really not that healthy anyway.
This only brings future dread to Comicon. G4 started doing live coverage this year; this can only mean that it will begin to rot from the inside out, now that its geeky innards are exposed into the bright, UV-infested rays of the general tv-flicking public. It will become a festering, half-devoured carcass of a convention, ripped to shreds by the G4 vultures, each as bland and vague as the vultures from The Jungle Book cartoon movie. Seriously. I think Layla Kaleigh is the one that has no eyes.
Despite this tragic course of events, there is hope. Perhaps this G4ian virus will shift its evil gaze towards something so terrifying as, say Otakon. Though the initial influx of frightfully over-obsessive fangirls/boys will do serious damage to the sense, the overexposure of the event could result in its collapse. I would find solace in that. Not that I have anything against Otakon; it's just that it's a cesspool of shrieking fans dressed in horrible fabrics, weilding their hentai and their plushies, and oogling at each other eerily. Which I guess is the charm.
But still. It's not healthy to have that many strange folk in one place at one time. The smaller cons, I suppose, are fine, but Lord, Otakon is big. So go forth, G4 leeches! Rip it to shreds with your obnoxious commentary.
Unrelated to E3 and all that...IT WAS WAY TOO HOT TODAY, OKAY.
Holy crap seriously. I was only working for three and a half hours, and by the last hour I was losing my mind. There is nothing more intolerable than being soaked in sweat, in a dark shirt that doesn't breathe well. My thoughts go out to my fellow tollers; the heat was tenacious and did not let up AT ALL. Heat index peaked at 107 degrees around here, which is disgusting. And it's only going to get better tomorrow.
Dad came home looking pretty blah today, and I felt bad that even when I rubbed his shoulders it hurt him. My poor Daddy, his job is absolutely lame as hell. No air conditioning in those delivery trucks, and they don't even give out ice or water or anything. Ugh. I want him to try and go back to school and get a job he wants, but I know it's just..too hard. What with all the things we have to do to the house, and the foreboding repairs we may have to make on our van. Which broke down. AGAIN. Three times in two months.
The stray dog disappeared when I checked on her in the morning. I didn't see any dug holes, so I can only assume she squeezed through the door. She was skinny enough. I don't think she's going to last very long; this heatwave might kill her, and that makes me sad. We tried to keep her in one place so someone could pick her up and take her to a shelter, but..oh well.
This only brings future dread to Comicon. G4 started doing live coverage this year; this can only mean that it will begin to rot from the inside out, now that its geeky innards are exposed into the bright, UV-infested rays of the general tv-flicking public. It will become a festering, half-devoured carcass of a convention, ripped to shreds by the G4 vultures, each as bland and vague as the vultures from The Jungle Book cartoon movie. Seriously. I think Layla Kaleigh is the one that has no eyes.
Despite this tragic course of events, there is hope. Perhaps this G4ian virus will shift its evil gaze towards something so terrifying as, say Otakon. Though the initial influx of frightfully over-obsessive fangirls/boys will do serious damage to the sense, the overexposure of the event could result in its collapse. I would find solace in that. Not that I have anything against Otakon; it's just that it's a cesspool of shrieking fans dressed in horrible fabrics, weilding their hentai and their plushies, and oogling at each other eerily. Which I guess is the charm.
But still. It's not healthy to have that many strange folk in one place at one time. The smaller cons, I suppose, are fine, but Lord, Otakon is big. So go forth, G4 leeches! Rip it to shreds with your obnoxious commentary.
Unrelated to E3 and all that...IT WAS WAY TOO HOT TODAY, OKAY.
Holy crap seriously. I was only working for three and a half hours, and by the last hour I was losing my mind. There is nothing more intolerable than being soaked in sweat, in a dark shirt that doesn't breathe well. My thoughts go out to my fellow tollers; the heat was tenacious and did not let up AT ALL. Heat index peaked at 107 degrees around here, which is disgusting. And it's only going to get better tomorrow.
Dad came home looking pretty blah today, and I felt bad that even when I rubbed his shoulders it hurt him. My poor Daddy, his job is absolutely lame as hell. No air conditioning in those delivery trucks, and they don't even give out ice or water or anything. Ugh. I want him to try and go back to school and get a job he wants, but I know it's just..too hard. What with all the things we have to do to the house, and the foreboding repairs we may have to make on our van. Which broke down. AGAIN. Three times in two months.
The stray dog disappeared when I checked on her in the morning. I didn't see any dug holes, so I can only assume she squeezed through the door. She was skinny enough. I don't think she's going to last very long; this heatwave might kill her, and that makes me sad. We tried to keep her in one place so someone could pick her up and take her to a shelter, but..oh well.
