Wow.

Okay. This is fantastic. This is a story, not just about a dead star. And not just about a star that shoots death rays.

But about a DEAD STAR THAT SHOOTS DEATH RAYS. According to Scientific American, at least.

That is so freaking awesome. Thanks, io9, for bringing us this installment of Space Porn.

I think I ruptured something, guys.

Okay, this made me laugh HARDER THAN ANYTHING IN THE HISTORY OF LAUGHING. You MUST read this.

The 40 Worst Rob Liefeld Drawings.

I don't even know who Rob Liefeld is (well, I do now, obviously) but this is made of pure, uncut, 100% win. Enjoy.

And many, many thanks to Dan for passing it along.

Judgment Time

So. Just what the hell is my problem, huh? Why haven’t I posted anything to this page in, like, forever?

I know. Excuses, excuses. The actual, real, really for real reason is that I don’t have internet access at my house right now. I have to steal wifi from a super weak signal, so all I have patience for is checking email and Facebook. Posting blogs and images and links is just too much for my intermittent interwebs. Also, you can totally forget about Xbox Live.

And it doesn’t help that I don’t have TV either. I can’t talk about any new geek-related goings on, since I have no idea what’s happening. Final Cylon? Beats me. Doctor What Now? No clue. Lost? Well, I never watched Lost anyway.

So where does that leave the loneliest nerd? Well, I’ve been chasing easter eggs in Bioshock. I’ve been practicing clarinet a bunch. And I’m learning to read the Tarot without looking up every single card. But to be frank, I’ve been engaging in some behavior which is essentially antithetical to the Nerdiverse: I’ve been going out and spending time with friends.

I know, I know. Please don’t tell anyone. They’ll revoke my Nerd License if they find out I have a social life. Look, eventually I’ll be wired again and I’ll be able to talk about the latest Star Trek trailers and such. So do a girl a favor, will ya, and just keep news of this little dark time to yourself? I’m doing my best here. I have a whole box set of Robin of Sherwood DVDs to watch, so I promise I’ll be back in shape in no time. Really. Cross my heart.

Be seeing you.

I found out this morning that Patrick McGoohan died. He was 80. This made me unutterably sad.

McGoohan was one of the creative forces behind The Prisoner, one of my favorite shows. In addition to starring in the show as No. 6, he also wrote and directed many of the episodes, using various aliases. He even helped write the theme song.

I recently watched all of the episodes of The Prisoner over the course of a couple of days. I watched it so much I inadvertently started using the Village Salute. It's really a work to be commended for its vision, use of symbolism, and perspective.

Anyway, I have nothing to add to the many obituaries celebrating his life and work. I just wanted to say that I'm sad he's gone.