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todd got me a wii fit for my birthday and it is beyond awesome. i could still feel tuesday's workout on thursday, and it's pretty sweet to feel like exercise is as fun as sitting down to play a video game. i'm especially enjoying the advanced step class level that i just unlocked, as i am an 80s throwback when it comes to things aerobic (remember the jazzercise years?).
bigtree brightstorm asked me to return in november to create videos for three literature mini-courses. i'm incredibly excited to be going out to SF again, to continue working with the company, and to get to do lit stuff now. i feel like i performed fairly well given a subject i wasn't incresibly excited about -the SAT- so imagine what i can do with topics i am actually passionate about! i'm even having a hand in selection of literature, and right now it looks like catcher, TKAM, and death of a salesman. hello, literary boner!
zane has a birthday party today for his BFF, and the invitation specified no presents, but asked for donations to the local food bank instead. it's a wonderful sentiment, but i can't help but to feel for the kids. no presents? he's only 10. i'm not sure at 10 i'd be able to be so virtuous.
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BTL is now brightstorm.com. not a bad name, methinks. check it out & sign up for the beta even if you are not a HS kid. i want lots of feedback. seeing myself online in professionally-produced, non-pornographic videos will soon be something i can check off ye old bucket list. there's some kind of deal with winning free amex gift cards to people testing out the beta now, so do give it a gander, won't you? much obliged.
i have a total geek boner for the wii game my word coach. it might be seriously my dorkiest pleasure ever.
i bought the first two seasons of 'entourage' at plan 9 the other day. i've never seen an episode but 4 (or is it 5?) seasons of uberhype have finally pulled me in. plus i've been craving a marathonable new show to get into… not that i'm not thrilled with the new fall TV lineup of the equivalent to a tray of twinkies and ho-ho's - "90210″ and "gossip girl" and "the hills" - ah, nutritionaly-void gluttony, i love you so.
yesterday whilst giving a reading assessment my eager little elementary school learner read the word "hour" as WHORE. the sentence was, "we waited for an hour for the clue." the notion of waiting for a whore, particularly when ennunicated by a teeny tiny little squeaky-voiced girl had me biting the inside of my cheeks to keep from completely busting out laughing. best yet, the story she was reading was called "father's new game" "father" surely is up to no good, methinks. and what of this mysterious, clue-giving woman of the night? now there's a pitch for a tv show.
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i think i want to found the church of alan moore - be a moorist. his notion of afterlife is extremely comforting to me:
we might get this life forever — you'll have to read the book to get the whole thing, but I tend to think that it's a pretty watertight theory: That you don't get reincarnated as somebody else, but that you get reincarnated as yourself, over and over again. You have the same thoughts, and you never know you've done this [before], except for those little moments of déjà vu.
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i'm a little addicted to the website freerice. it's a really basic vocabulary type quiz, but for every word you get right, the site donates 20 grains of rice to an underprivileged country through the UN world food program. how cool is that?
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the new cure song sounds just like old cure, and it makes me happy. it's comforting when some good things don't change.
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ladies and gentlemen, i give you …
the wiibrator.

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Why even give you an introduction, talking about how busy I am, how little time I have for finding time anymore? Why not just give you a bunch of links and hope that the 12 hours they sat in my browser didn't make them too stale?
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Paul Roberston has released a new animation.
Kings of Power 4 Billion %
(If you are wondering who this mad genius is, maybe you missed Pirate Baby's Cabana Battle Street Fight 2006?)
And the better news is that he is putting together a DVD. I must own.
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destructoid has a video of a kid playing the wii and crouching as he plays — you know, getting to the game. and then the family dog gets into the game as well, so to speak. and the humor begins when the humping dog knocks the kid down and yet — he keeps trying to play! and the cameraman (assuming it s the father…) just keeps right on filming the action.
you know you want to watch the video, so click through and do it.
warning: playing the wii may end up in bestial rape