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How I Didn't Get Killed At E3 [Column]

• Jun 29, 2010 from kotaku(Kotaku) in Gaming
  How did I get to E3? How did I get a VIP pass? I don't even know. The idea was that I would walk up to E3 and, telling nobody anything, manage to just get in. That's what happened.
  It worked out pretty well.
  I have business in the San Francisco Bay Area from late June to early August, so I figured I would fly in from Tokyo a week early, and check out E3. At the time, I didn't think it was a stupid idea to fly in to San Francisco International Airport, despite the Electronic Entertainment Expo being in Los Angeles. When I booked my ticket, I was only thinking that it would cost a lot more money to fly into Los Angeles from Tokyo and then fly back from San Francisco. I was hardly thinking that the entire goal of my trip to the United States was to make money so much money that a little bit here or there to upgrade my traveling comfort would be irrelevant in the Grand Scheme of Things. Halfway through the flight, I remembered the story of Miyamoto Musashi's duel with Sasaki Kojiro: Musashi said that Kojiro had lost the duel in the very first instant, when he cast his scabbard into the ocean.
  Monday
  Well, at least, flying into San Francisco meant I would get to enjoy something I seldom enjoy: a nice long drive in a genuinely scenic part of the world. The road from San Francisco to Los Angeles, whichever highway you choose, offers much more fantastic scenery in five hours than you're bound to experience locked up in your room staring at a computer screen for six weeks. I arrived at the airport, suffered through a long ordeal at immigration why they leave only six booths of eighteen open when there are clearly a thousand passengers waiting is beyond me and waited outside in the cool northern California breeze for twenty minutes before Bob's Chrysler Sebring ("When You Need a Convertible right now") slid up into a perfectly parallel-parked position. It was around that instant that I realized two attractive ladies were whispering about me over by an ashtray: Aha, it's because I am wearing a super-fly Adidas Originals track suit in the Japan-exclusive color of psycho-crayon-green. In front of me, a luggage cart, containing an enormous suitcase, my laptop bag, and a cardboard box full of computer. In my right hand, an Adidas Originals shopping bag containing an Adidas Originals track suit in the Japan-exclusive color of shiny piano black.
  I'd heard someone say, a long time ago, that if you want people to remember you, you have to wear the same thing every day. That's why people remember, say, Mickey Mouse, or Super Mario. I've earned something of an . . . existing reputation as the guy with a Swedish schoolgirl haircut and ridiculous cartoon character glasses with twenty-four-karat gold studs in them. It was time to complete the look. I wasn't sure if green was the right color, though it was the gaudiest, weirdest color that the Shinjuku Adidas Originals store had this season, so I rolled with it.
  
  Despite my engorged interest in the National Basketball Association, it wasn't until I'd landed in San Francisco and picked up a discarded copy of the New York Times that it dawned on me: The Los Angeles Lakers were facing the Boston Celtics in the NBA Finals in Los Angeles. At the Staples Center. Next door to the Los Angeles Convention Center. Where the Electronic Entertainment Expo was held. Crayon-green was the Boston Celtics' primary color. Oh man. This situation was bound to get gorgeous real quick.
  Days later, following the Lakers' victory, minutes after a man threw a lit cigarette into the open Sebring, burning a hole halfway into the nylon of my track pants right up above the knee, moments before a dozen rioters grabbed our car and tried maybe-seriously to tip it over, our car drifted to a stop in front of Cheapassgamer.com's own Cheapy D and Wedbush Securities analyst Michael Pachter, who took one look at my pants, told me I'd better take them off, and warned me, "You're gonna get fuckin' stabbed."
  I didn't get fuckin' stabbed, though the possibility of it occurred to me in that breezeway as Bob popped the trunk on Monday morning. We stuffed my stuff into the car; I took the shopping bag into the front seat.
  "We need to maximize our visibility," I told Bob. "In a couple years, we're going to have enough money to rent a booth. We need to think about that. This year, we don't have a booth this year, we are a walking, talking booth."
  "Okay."
  Maybe Bob was tired. We pulled off the highway and into the first shopping center outside the airport. Lo and behold: a Chipotle.
  
  The sun was terrifying. Just to fight a migraine, I had to squint so hard that I could barely see. I had to squint so hard I could have looked right at an eclipse. I grimaced in a Walgreens parking lot while Bob went in to get cash and cigarettes. Hands on my hips. I unzipped my jacket, and there I was in a Russian Tuxedo: track suit and tank-top. A couple of college girls looked at me. It struck me, instantly, that I was probably a huge joke to...

Thintervention: Oer the Mountain

• Sep 20, 2010 from celebritynews1 in Entertainment
  Thintervention: Oer the Mountain is a post from: Celebrity News | Celebrity Gossip | BuzzHollywood.com
  Thintervention: Oer the Mountain is a post from: Celebrity News | Celebrity Gossip | BuzzHollywood.com
  
  
  I'm baaaaack. You win!
  
  G'morning, or good evenin', 'Gasmii! It's actually early afternoon for me as I start this, having spent all morning at the gym. I'm hurtin'. I did an hour of strength training, and then an hour of step aerobics. (I love step--I sweat my balls off, but who cares because it's so much FUN.) Then I ran for a bit on the treadmill, and THEN I tried the trick some of you were talking about last week, walking backwards on the treadmill. I did it super-slowly to start but on a wicked incline, and WOW. (I actually broke the treadmill after a while, too. Had to hop off and reset it with the on/off switch. Oops!) I'm definitely doing that again!
  
  Anyway, enough about this asshole. Let's go talk about those assholes!
  
  It's week two with our gang of loveable wannabe TV stars. Remember last week, when we established our baseline workout and got a taste of everyone's personalities. Nikki proved to be a troublemaker, and Joe showed us that he's got that extra special combination of "cockiness" and "low self-esteem". Brian ran stairs with cookie-hands, and Stacy lost "a small puppy". So what are we in for this week?
  
  I paid a little closer attention to the opening credits this week. (Thank God they're short--my attention span can't handle it anymore. Thanks, 21st century!) There's a lot of buzzwords flashing up, and it's clear that Jackie really wants to be the personal savior to all of these folks. And ya know what? She just can't. I know she's not doing the group therapy herself, but I still don't see her making a transformation to anyone's soul. I'd trust her with my abs and that's about it.
  
  Bryan's chillin' at home with his partner, Miguel. He's nibbling begrudgingly on rice cakes and bitching about the diet he's been on so far. (He's not bitching about the seven pounds he's lost, though!) Miguel's a really supportive partner, encouraging without being crazed and letting Bryan run the show. (But hopefully stepping in if Bryan starts to go off the wagon.) They're cute. Bryan wants turkey tonight, and in the voice-over, he helpfully informs us that he feels unattractive and that this affects his relationship. Ah, the melding of the mundane and the deep. This show.
  
  Shay and Kim are having breakfast--some yogurt, which I thought was against the law! Even if it's fat-free plain Greek yogurt, it's still 9 grams of sugar! (I just checked mine!) Shay, you're a bad person. Just kidding. She's happy to be under 200. And Kim wants her to move her ass so they can get their workout started.
  
  
  
  Bravo's caption reads, "Shay enjoying a healthy breakfast." Not according to Jackie, she's not!
  
  Hey, let's all meet at the gym. And then let's just sit there in the lobby for a while. Nikki's been out all night, took a quick nap between parties and this workout. She probably REEKS of alcohol. Like, it's coming out of her pores. A boozy friend of mine helped me move a few years ago, and though he hadn't had a drink yet that day, the stuff he'd imbibed the night before just oozed out of him all morning. It was like a distillery hauling my couch up the stairs. Anyway, Joe's pretty judgmental about Nikki's behaviors, and he's that way because he hates himself. We all know that already, right?
  
  Jackie shows up and is like, "WTF? Get inside and start warming up!" I bet they don't sit around like that again! Assistant trainer Craig is already in there, getting in his own workout before they get started. I can appreciate that he's a handsome guy, but I'm not into blonde men. Especially blonde men with a Spencer-like flesh-beard. (And is it me, or is he a little beady-eyed or cross-eyed?)
  
  Jackie calls everyone around to talk about this week's workout strategy. It's the basics of strength training, working to complete muscle failure. I'm on board with this right now, because it's something I'm doing in my own workouts. You push until you can't. Your muscle fibers tear up a little with the stress of the workout, and it's in their repair of themselves that you get stronger. This is all good, go forth Jackie. (She just thanked me for my blessing. You didn't hear her? See, I need to lose 15 lbs, but I'm the expert here today.)
  
  Jackie's next coaching strategy is to tell them not to stop until they drop. Motivation and mental fortitude are very important things in working out and losing weight. A half-hearted workout isn't going to do a whole lot for you. Sure, it's better than sitting on the couch all night, but still. You have to push yourself. It might be uncomfortable, but you don't get stronger unless you push yourself. However, these folks are still pretty new to what's going on, and I worry that we're going from zero to sixty a little too hardcore. Then again, I think they've been working out all week so far, so I hope...

294 Creepy Crawly Bug Wallpapers [Photography]

• Jul 13, 2010 from gizmodo(Gizmodo) in Technology
  For this week's Shooting Challenge, you got up close and personal with some terrifying creatures. And you made them look stunning...though still pants-wettingly terrifying.Lead Shot
  5D MK II, 50mm 2.5, life size converter, extension tube, and Manfrotto focusing rail. No artificial light whatsoever, just shot with light glowing from worm! ISO 4000, 30 sec exposure at f/3.2. I came home from work looking to shoot a few portraits of a fine lady friend of mine, and we just so happened to discover this guy in the yard. I really never knew we had these things in new jersey, but I guess we do! The shot that ended up being the keeper was like the second shot I took. I kept shooting for like a half hour, but nothing turned out as cool as this one.
  -Robert Huber
  Blue String
  
  This picture was shot while walking on campus at the university of Mzuzu in Malawi. There was a train of about 20 caterpillars, head to bottom, inching across the road.
  Taken with Nikon D90
  ISO 400
  105 mm
  f 5.6
  1/250 sec
  -Michael Heuchert
  Mojave
  
  Dragonfly. Mojave Desert. Canon 300D, kit lens, lens reverser. It was sitting on a cactus.
  -Jamie Metzger
  Red Death
  
  Just after reading about this shooting challenge, I found this little guy lying in repose on the hood of my truck. I identified him as a male Eastern carpenter bee (Xylocopa virginica). I photographed him atop a rounded stone, illuminated by an amber-glass turtle lamp in the background.
  Nikon D70s, 60mm Micro-Nikkor lens with 6T close-up lens, ISO 400, 2 seconds @ f/16.
  -Mark Reddick
  Death Noir
  
  Taken with an iPhone 4, Processed to B+W on Photoshop Mobile App.
  Hornet got stuck in my window, Sounded like a B-52 Bomber all night. This shot is to commemorate that sleepless night.
  -Charlie Davis
  Bwahahaha!
  
  The subject is a blue mud dauber (departed) and mounted on a pin. Equipment used was a canon 5D mark II and a canon 65mm MP-E macro lens at 2x magnification. EXIF data was ISO 160 1/125 @ f/5.6 with a canon flash set to 1/8th power. The final picture is actually 18 seperate images merged together to achieve complete focus from the tip of the foot to the back of the head. A seperate program is used to isolate and compile these in focus pieces from the 18 frames, and then the image was midly edited and resized in photoshop CS5. This mud dauber flew into our lab and led us on a great chase from labs to offices before we finally caught him in a butterfly net. Weve noticed mud dauber nests on the outside walls of the lab so we knew some were around, but one flying into the lab was a rare occasion I decided to take advantage of. Though they are fierce looking creatures, they have yet to show any aggression or sting us. The irridescant colors on the body are difficult to capture with normal lighting so I used a bounce flash off a styrofoam cup
  -Graham Snodgrass
  Lady in Red
  
  Canon 30D
  68mm of Kenko Extension tubes,
  Canon 100mm f/2.8 Macro lens
  Aperture: f/8.0
  Shutter Speed: 1/200
  ISO: 100
  FEC: -2/3
  This is my usual macro setup. I focused by *very* slowly moving the camera closer to the ladybug until I get the right spot in focus. This shot was the best one out of 40+ attempts.
  -Noah Gampe
  Good to See You!
  
  After running errands in town, I was walking past the front of our pickup truck, and noticed a grasshopper gracefully walking about the chrome bumper. I couldn't pass up this opportunity. The only camera we had was my old Olympus Camedia D-435 point and shoot digital camera. I flipped the lens open, put it in Macro mode and took a couple of shoots.
  The rain spotted chrome provided a good reflective surface for my new friend. I think he was surprised at his own good looks judging by the actions made here. He has one 'hand' planted and appears to be waving with the other one at me. Either that or he was practicing 'wax on, wax off'
  Olympus Camedia D-435
  ISO 50
  6mm
  f/2.8
  1/400
  -Camillion McDonald
  Fly
  
  OLYMPUS E-420
  50mm Macro Lens
  ISO-200, f/4, 1/100 sec
  Fat, ugly fly on the edge of handrail on my balcony turned out to be a truly beautiful creature from close-up
  -Michael Baran
  Peek-a-boo
  
  Canon 7D
  Canon 28-135mm f/3.5-5.6
  Picture taken at: ISO 400, 135mm, f/5.6, 1/2500 sec
  I noticed this dragon fly liked to hang out on a small garden fence near our pool. I situated myself as close as I could to his landing spot and waited for him to return. I kept at it for about an hour and towards the end he seemed to get used to me being there so I was finally able to snap a few shots with out him flying off at each sound of my shutter. The background was actually the water from my pool, which was a very light blue at the time because the sun was shinning right into it. I used photoshop to change it to black and white and then fiddled with the tone curve a bit until I was able to get the pool water to look like a flat gray background. I had a couple other photos to choose from but I liked this one the most because it kind of seems as if he is peaking out from behind the fence to look at me.
  -Richard Lopez
  Ant in...