This space will be filled in later now continues below, but for more information on my Japan trip, you can head over to Game|Life, the WIRED game blog. Chris Baker asked me to write my impressions of The iDOLM@STER for WIRED, and given that I haven't written for them in ages, I gladly obliged. Here's the permalink for the post, in case you don't see it at first or you read this rant at some later date.
Plus, following that link, you can see one of my favorite pieces of review writing, my iDuck review.
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I was originally going to write about the rest of my first Japan trip here, but I don't have much time to write right now due to a week of solid (and early) meetings at work. So why am I ranting in the first place? Let me show you something from this morning.
8:53 AM
pixiebell: just got home from work
man, fred has his new comic up already
you failed me dude!
me: I wrote a new rant!
kind of!
pixiebell: WHERE?!
me: in my rant spot! It went up like half an hour ago
pixiebell: I was in a cab!!!
me: go to sleep!
pixiebell: LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
me: when you wake up, it might be a real boy
pixiebell: LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (a good 15 exclamation points deleted for formatting purposes)
LAME LAME LAME!!!!!
me: go to sleep like a good girl!
pixiebell: not until I am done calling you lame!!!
me: you're done! Go!
3:45 PM
pixiebell: WHERE IS IT?!
me: I'm in a meeting!
pixiebell: right....
me: God, woman, we're not even married and I'm feeling henpecked!
pixiebell: HAHAHAHAHAHA
And that is why I'm adding to this rant, even though by all rights I should be sleeping so I can get up at 5 AM or so tomorrow morning to get ready for the next swath of meetings.
This rant is dedicated to the miscellany, so let's get truly miscellaneous. I noticed that in my WIRED blog above, I abused the comma far too often. That's what you get when you write your article at 2 AM on a snowy Saturday in Nagoya, but it's still a terrible practice as a writer.
So, from now on, I am limiting myself to two commas a sentence. I'm going to make exceptions for multiple appositions and lists of items, of course, but otherwise I'm going to fix my poor 'net writing habits.
I don't think anyone other than me cares about those last two paragraphs. I can live with that.
Let's see what else - I've decided to adopt my Revoltech Dante as my digital camera mascot. Should I ever need to take pictures of any objects in my house, which will probably happen soon, he will use his vast collection of spare heads, hands, and weapons to add a whimsical touch to an otherwise boring photo.
However, I have received dire threats against my health--specifically, the parts of me that make life worth living--should I ever again pose Dante like he's looking up a skirt. So it will take a very, very amusing photo op before I do that again. And let's be honest, I most certainly will do it again.
Speaking of figures, Fred now has two sitting on his desk, and it's my job to make sure that he gets more. Because I don't want to be alone in my illness (current count: 45).
There, Flubber, are you happy now? I missed watching Heroes because I wrote this for you!