Back from the longest day ever. Just finished my first night class.
Intro to Media is a weird course. It was half our professor (Hayden Craddolph, who some of you may possibly be familiar with) telling his life story and explaining that getting jobs in the creative industries is hard and it was half communication theory and such. Interesting nonetheless.
Also my homework assignment is to design a business card, which is an interesting prospect.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
RETAIL
RUDENESS
RAILROADS
Amazon.com and The Insufferable Jackass in Train Trouble
that said, number 5 here (*bottom of the page*) is probably the most intriguing/enjoyable seeming comic book plot i have heard of in a while, the stupid setup aside.
what were your thoughts on Snoop Lion's performance as Smoove Move
He did a good job. They definitely wrote the character for him particularly, which may be a blessing or a curse depending on your opinions about Snoop, but yeah.
He and the rest of Whiplash's crew actually deserved a bit more screen time. They were fun. My favorites were Skidmark and Whiiiiite Shaaaaaadooooow.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Previously on Amazon.com and The Insufferable Jackass
It was a rainy Tuesday morning as Amazon.com and The Insufferable Jackass got on a train, where they met a railroad conductor.
Jackie accidentally set the train on fire, so they had to jump out of it, and they they ended up in a Cedar Fair amusement park, where the conductor told them his name is The Conductor. They all walked around in the rain a bit before taking refuge in the park's gift shop, where Rarity performed a citizen's arrest on Carmen Sandiego for crimes of fashion.
Our heroes then attempted to spend the night at the Hotel California, with Jackie on a rusty roll-away bed in a room with broken air conditioning, but the dark spirits that inhabit the hotel showed them traumatic memories of their loved ones' deaths (or, in Jackie's case, a bunch of towels). Faced with the hotel's liberal checkout policy but much more restrictive can-you-ever-leave policy, they had no choice but to use the emergency exit. However, to be able to do so, they had to first create an emergency by setting the hotel on fire, in a bit I pretty blatantly stole from Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events.
When we last met our heroes, they were trudging down U.S. Highway 666 in the dim summer moonlight, trying their hardest to put distance between themselves and their “necessary” act of arson.
Back from the longest day ever. Just finished my first night class.
Intro to Media is a weird course. It was half our professor (Hayden Craddolph, who some of you may possibly be familiar with) telling his life story and explaining that getting jobs in the creative industries is hard and it was half communication theory and such. Interesting nonetheless.
Also my homework assignment is to design a business card, which is an interesting prospect.
Ah, the wonder/torment that is night classes. I'll be stuck with one too.
Just got back from two hours of chewing the fat with my new set of floormates.
Idea: Take a microphone into a college party. Walk through it. Record the sounds moving in and out of focus. Overlay it with some synths, and equalize some parts so some bits of dialogue shine through the muck of conversation. Something gleaned from the 15 or so minutes when I was sitting awkwardly while everyone else was talking.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Amazon.com and The Insufferable Jackass in: TRAIN TROUBLE!
Chapter 11
It was a dark, wet Wednesday early morning, a little before 3 AM. Amazon.com, The Insufferable Jackass, and the Conductor had spent most of the past hour walking through the darkness up U.S. Highway 666, trying their hardest to distance themselves from the horrible act of destruction they had committed back at the Hotel California.
Well, I say “horrible act of destruction”, but given that the hotel itself was actively malicious, it's probably for the better that the thing burned to the ground. In fact, the employees were probably people who had been enslaved by the hotel's dark spirits long ago or something. Now that the vessel that had entrapped them has been destroyed, they've finally broken free of the terrible curse. They're able to have lives again, and to enjoy all the things they once enjoyed, which until how had been reduced to vague, fading memories. Really, this is a win-win situation all around.
Granted, I doubt that would hold up in court once the arson investigators testify, but it certainly helps to establish that our pyromaniac protagonists are still the good guys. Yep.
Of course, they don't know that yet. Amazon.com could probably work out some of it, I guess, but she hasn't had much time to stop and think in the hour or so since it all went down, so as far as our protagonists know, this act is still very much a morally ambiguous one. But enough about that, let's get back to where we left off, which I believe was Amazon.com, The Insufferable Jackass, and the Conductor trying to find somewhere to rest after having walked many miles up the road.
“Oh my god, look!” said The Insufferable Jackass, pointing to some bright lights in the distance. “Signs of civilization! We're saved! We're saved!”
“Dear god, man,” said the Conductor. “You make it sound like we were in the middle of the Amazon Rainforest. We're only a few miles from that Cedar Fair park, you realize.”
The Insufferable Jackass turned to Amazon.com “You have a rainforest?”
“No, Jackie, he means—you know what, that's not important right now. Let's just head toward the light.”
“Head toward the light...are we dying, Amazon.com?” asked the Insufferable Jackass.
“Wait, a few minutes ago you said you thought we died and this is hell.” said Amazon.com “Which is it, are we dying or are we already dead?”
“I'm not sure, really,” said The Insufferable Jackass. “Is it possible to die again if you've already died and gone to hell?”
But nobody got the chance to answer The Insufferable Jackass's pseudo-philosophical quandary, because they had finally reached the source of the light: a small truck stop diner at the side of the road.
“Yes, yes, yes!” said The Insufferable Jackass. “Thank you, thank God for 24-hour roadside food service establishments!”
“Must you be such a drama queen?” said the Conductor.
“Yes. Yes, I must.” said Jackie.
The three walked into the truck stop and were seated in the small dining area. Within a few minutes a young server came to wait on their table.
“Welcome to the 666 Diner. I'm Fiona. Can I start you off with some drinks?”
“666 Diner? That's a terrible name!” said The Insufferable Jackass. “Why would anyone call their business that?”
“Have you considered,” said the Conductor, “that perhaps it's because we're on Route 666?”
“Yeah, well, your mother's ugly.”
“Knock it off, Jackie,” said Amazon.com.
Fiona looked up from her order pad. “Wait a minute, I'd recognize that refusal to tolerate an insufferable jackass's stupidity anywhere. Is that you, Professional Driver?”
“Professional Driver?” said Amazon.com.
“I told you I had many names. The railroads are how I roll nowadays, but I'm no stranger to other forms of transportation as well.”
“That is you!” said Fiona. “I haven't talked to you in ages! You never come round here anymore, it seems.”
“This is so strange,” said Amazon.com. “Conudctor, I read all about you in the books I sell. I thought I knew everything about you. I even knew your childhood secret...but somehow, I didn't know you used to work with trucks instead of trains.”
“There's a lot of things about me you probably haven't read in any book,” said the Conductor. He turned to Fiona. “We'll have coffees all around, please. And grab some for yourself too—we've got a lot of catching up to do.”
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Intro to Media is a weird course. It was half our professor (Hayden Craddolph, who some of you may possibly be familiar with) telling his life story and explaining that getting jobs in the creative industries is hard and it was half communication theory and such. Interesting nonetheless.
Also my homework assignment is to design a business card, which is an interesting prospect.
I think I must go to bed soon. I must work in the morning. :(
let's live in a lovely cemetery
although, "Desire Drive" is good too
YNTKT
He and the rest of Whiplash's crew actually deserved a bit more screen time. They were fun. My favorites were Skidmark and Whiiiiite Shaaaaaadooooow.
Well, I must go to sleep. Good night.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Just got back from two hours of chewing the fat with my new set of floormates.
Idea: Take a microphone into a college party. Walk through it. Record the sounds moving in and out of focus. Overlay it with some synths, and equalize some parts so some bits of dialogue shine through the muck of conversation. Something gleaned from the 15 or so minutes when I was sitting awkwardly while everyone else was talking.