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EUROSETI TO REVEAL STARTLING UFO IMAGES AT THE NATIONAL SPACE CENTRE!
Cribbed from slashdot.org:
"EuroSeti is set to reveal during the week of Jan 24-27 National Space Centre in Leicester, UK scientifically sound and verifiable evidence based on observations taken by the SOHO satellite and other satellites that indicate UFOs are present within our solar system. For the past two years, hundreds of extraordinary UFO-like images have been gleaned by a Spanish-based team using two space-based satellites. NASA initially tried to explain the images away as pixel faults, passing meteors or asteroids, etc., but when a European-led consortium presented them with images that clearly were none of the aforementioned, they 'clamped up.'"
Yeah, well, we'll see. I would guess that it's nothing. Also I do not approve of that spelling of the word center, even if it is on your metric ".uk" web site.
It has been really cold here. "Freezing". A good weekend to stay inside, which is pretty much what I did. Tonight I talked to my friend CMP, who is on some three-month layabout tour of Hawaii. He is on (in?) Maui at the moment. I was imagining him living some fringe existence on the beach with the other free spirits and swingers, but he actually is getting an apartment, bought a car, and is even looking for a job. He only plans to stay for 90 days though, at least that is his current plan. I can tell the place is working on him, because when our call ended he signed off by admonishing me to "hang loose".
I broke down and got a membership at a Blockbuster up here a few weeks back. I had been renting from some joint that had "Hollywood" in its name, but which was not actually part of a chain as far as I knew. I kept having problems playing the DVDs that I rented from them, so wound up running into the arms of the big name brand chain. Ha ha! Sucker. Here are some tiny comments on the movies I have rented and watched. To make this appear useful I will give you italics and hyperlinks. It is love.
Dog Soldiers. Tall, spindly, greyhound-furred werewolves shredding foulmouthed British soldiers. Gory, slow here and there and occasionally ridiculous, but possibly also great. It has that Night of the Living Dead primal fear thing going, where a group of battered and increasingly deranged people are surrounded by relentless monsters that want to eat them. Extra points for making me think of Sawney Beane. You should watch it unless you are inherently opposed to movies where blood could be said to "splash".
The Cube. Everybody but me probably knew about this movie. Seven random folks wake up to find themselves incarcerated in a big terror-death-maze, which is composed of eerie 14'x14' cubes. The cubes all appear identical but for their color, and some have deadly traps in them. The movie is just people arguing and trying to figure out how to escape. I liked this all right... was sort of here and there on the ending.
Comic Book Villains. I am assuming that the James Robinson who wrote and directed this is the same James Robinson who wrote the "Starman" series for DC Comics a few years back, but I could be mistaken. The premise is a comic book collector dies, and the owners of two different comic book stores try to convince the dead collector's mother to sell them his fabulous collection. I believe this was intended to be a black comedy. I didn't really like anything about this movie... I didn't believe the characters, wasn't laughing, then things degenerated into boring (that is, non-werewolf) violence.
Man of the Century. I don't know what the hell this was. I recall seeing Harry Knowles rave about this on his web site, which motivated me to rent it. I was curious. I think it was too clever for me, or I couldn't stop thinking and just enjoy, or, christ, I dunno. OK so it is set in New York City, in the 90s, but the main character inhabits his own personal timewarp where he exists as a - I guess - 1920s movie character, some fast-talking reporter. I could imagine people finding this charming; I just didn't get it, but who am I to shit all over someone's beautiful dream?
I have to get up at a more grown-up hour than usual tomorrow morning, as I am supposed to give Mike a ride to work. So, bed soon, but until then, Mack White's Villa of the Mysteries calls.
Cribbed from slashdot.org:
"EuroSeti is set to reveal during the week of Jan 24-27 National Space Centre in Leicester, UK scientifically sound and verifiable evidence based on observations taken by the SOHO satellite and other satellites that indicate UFOs are present within our solar system. For the past two years, hundreds of extraordinary UFO-like images have been gleaned by a Spanish-based team using two space-based satellites. NASA initially tried to explain the images away as pixel faults, passing meteors or asteroids, etc., but when a European-led consortium presented them with images that clearly were none of the aforementioned, they 'clamped up.'"
Yeah, well, we'll see. I would guess that it's nothing. Also I do not approve of that spelling of the word center, even if it is on your metric ".uk" web site.
It has been really cold here. "Freezing". A good weekend to stay inside, which is pretty much what I did. Tonight I talked to my friend CMP, who is on some three-month layabout tour of Hawaii. He is on (in?) Maui at the moment. I was imagining him living some fringe existence on the beach with the other free spirits and swingers, but he actually is getting an apartment, bought a car, and is even looking for a job. He only plans to stay for 90 days though, at least that is his current plan. I can tell the place is working on him, because when our call ended he signed off by admonishing me to "hang loose".
I broke down and got a membership at a Blockbuster up here a few weeks back. I had been renting from some joint that had "Hollywood" in its name, but which was not actually part of a chain as far as I knew. I kept having problems playing the DVDs that I rented from them, so wound up running into the arms of the big name brand chain. Ha ha! Sucker. Here are some tiny comments on the movies I have rented and watched. To make this appear useful I will give you italics and hyperlinks. It is love.
Dog Soldiers. Tall, spindly, greyhound-furred werewolves shredding foulmouthed British soldiers. Gory, slow here and there and occasionally ridiculous, but possibly also great. It has that Night of the Living Dead primal fear thing going, where a group of battered and increasingly deranged people are surrounded by relentless monsters that want to eat them. Extra points for making me think of Sawney Beane. You should watch it unless you are inherently opposed to movies where blood could be said to "splash".
The Cube. Everybody but me probably knew about this movie. Seven random folks wake up to find themselves incarcerated in a big terror-death-maze, which is composed of eerie 14'x14' cubes. The cubes all appear identical but for their color, and some have deadly traps in them. The movie is just people arguing and trying to figure out how to escape. I liked this all right... was sort of here and there on the ending.
Comic Book Villains. I am assuming that the James Robinson who wrote and directed this is the same James Robinson who wrote the "Starman" series for DC Comics a few years back, but I could be mistaken. The premise is a comic book collector dies, and the owners of two different comic book stores try to convince the dead collector's mother to sell them his fabulous collection. I believe this was intended to be a black comedy. I didn't really like anything about this movie... I didn't believe the characters, wasn't laughing, then things degenerated into boring (that is, non-werewolf) violence.
Man of the Century. I don't know what the hell this was. I recall seeing Harry Knowles rave about this on his web site, which motivated me to rent it. I was curious. I think it was too clever for me, or I couldn't stop thinking and just enjoy, or, christ, I dunno. OK so it is set in New York City, in the 90s, but the main character inhabits his own personal timewarp where he exists as a - I guess - 1920s movie character, some fast-talking reporter. I could imagine people finding this charming; I just didn't get it, but who am I to shit all over someone's beautiful dream?
I have to get up at a more grown-up hour than usual tomorrow morning, as I am supposed to give Mike a ride to work. So, bed soon, but until then, Mack White's Villa of the Mysteries calls.