Of all the film’s many faults, I’ve had some difficulty deciding what to focus on to illustrate most effectively just where Marvel went wrong with…
Part 3: Honing and Honed PCCFA Fair, where I was asked to turn down my music. Me? A disturber of the peace? How about thrilled…
Excerpt from ‘How to Crack a Planet’ (working title). The thirteenth Doctor (Peter Capaldi) and Aaran Coates, a gold-blond silver-blue eyed private detective dressed in a grey suit, blue formal shirt and black sneakers. She has encountered the Tardis for the first time, and this scene explores her reactions.
Casually flicking switches and twisting knobs on the raised, octagonal platform, the Doctor patiently awaited the response. She had crossed the threshold, in body, but not in mind, and had her head poked out, holding the one closed royal blue door and leaning back.
So no quality reviewers. I’ll admit it; but there’s lots to do, so, moving on. Requiring approval has never been a thing for me. All that being said, I have been getting quite a lot thanks to Twitter. What useful tool! More the flavor is followers who think I have money (to spend on them) or might be a source of profit (ditto).
Whilst my parents and I were playing Lineage II a saying hopping into my mouth: “If you can’t find a game to play, you’re not looking.”
Pre-macroeconomicshrink/shirk, I heard that applied to the valiant task of job hunting. It was true. I fell into work with very little effort. Now the attitude of employers is different – they have the pick of the litter. If we don’t like how we’re being treated, someone else hankering for a pay cheque will take our place.
The heavy hitters of the
gaming personal computing industry have been striking out lately, and they don’t appear to know why. Blogphilofilms has a good take on the epic failure of Windows 8. Watch it. He put the nail on the head better than I could have, though I have to say he reminds me of Vizzini, the Sicilian from Princess Bride.