Goodbye, Mr. Spock #LeonardNimoy

Live long and prosperSuch a sad day in Gene Roddenberry’s verse…

We will miss you dearly, Mr. Nimoy.

Thanks for the fond memories.

Thank you for helping teach me what humanity is; what it should be.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

The miracle is this: the more we share the more we have. ~ Leonard Nimoy

And Now for Something Completely Different…

Want to know what my secret dream is?
They turn The Ballad of Marley Wright into an anime
and my wife and I have to move to Japan to work on it.
Because Japan is so freaking cool!
I don’t think I’d leave.

Check out more from Tokyo Fashion on YouTube.

No, Last Gen is not keeping Next Gen down; ineptitude is.

Let me start by saying I agree that last gen is on its last legs. And as far as multiplayer games go developers need to focus and move on to hardware that can handle the demands of the competitive multiplayer community.

But for the love of the gods and everything holy a lot of you gamers out there do not even have a rudimentary understanding of how modern coding works. It’s not BASIC anymore. They don’t have to pore through a gazillion lines of code to change something and then pore through a gazillion more to figure out what that change fucked up and fix that as well.

Coding is object orientated. A game isn’t one huge program but rather a bunch of smaller programs constantly communicating with each other. The classes or objects (small programs) that handle graphics and hardware communication are separate from the classes that handle NPC AI and game physics. In order to make the game work on different platforms all you really need is top notch coding and to change the classes that communicate with the system’s hardware directly.

I’m not saying more tweaks won’t be necessary. I’m just saying it’s not as hard as these developers are making it out to be.

Last Gen is not holding a gun to their heads…
Do I really need to point out NO ONE IS FORCING THEM TO DEVELOP FOR LAST GEN? If they are developing for last gen it’s because there is still a MARKET FOR IT. If they weren’t making any money on last gen games they would stop making them. Business 101. Please stop blindly subscribing to corporate bullshit excuses for incompetence and penny pinching so they can feed the greed of their stockholders and CEO. The only difficulty corporations face when developing for multiple platforms is unclenching their butt-cheeks long enough to make the decision to hire the team of programmers they need to assign the task to.

Remember what Bill Hicks said about marketing?
This nonsense about last gen keeping next gen down is marketing B$ to get people to rush out and purchase next gen before they have to start dropping the prices to make it more palpable. The fact is Next Gen hardware is new and the programmers don’t know all the tricks to make it shine yet. And they won’t until they have at least another year under their belts developing for it. Compare Oblivion to Skyrim; end of story.

Ineptitude—more than anything else—is holding Next Gen back right now.

If you’ve got the disposable income to jump into Next Gen right now, great. Do it. But stop whining about how the reason your spoiled brat ass can’t have really good games is because others still use last gen. It’s pathetic and asinine. It’s #FirstWorldProblems. Last gen isn’t keeping Next Gen down.

And while we’re at at, the same goes for the bullshit about backwards compatibility, it ain’t hard to make a console backwards compatible, the ONLY reason they don’t is to make you to buy more of what you already own because consumers with far too much disposable income tend to be morons.

You want better games? Stop letting corporations lie to you. Stop being fan boys. Take them to task on everything.

And please, please, ple-uh-uh-uh-uh-ease stop pre-ordering games.

#Writing & #EditingTips : Tackling Your Final Edit. Let it Sit & Read Like a Child.

You’ve heard this all before; editing is a long and arduous process, blah, blah, blah. Painstaking is another word oft associated with editing. What writers are ultimately describing are the final edits. Second drafts and such are just more writing.

I see the final edit in two distinct stages. I suppose one could call one the next to final edit, or first final edit and second final edit, but that would suggest one is another draft. It’s important to get into the mindset that you are done with the piece and it has to move forward. Therefore, in my mind, both these edits are the final edit.

The first is when you’re taking more material out than you’ve put in. It’s the time when you have to curb your ego long enough to realize that really good paragraph—the one with the particularly witty commentary—is off topic or simply doesn’t belong in the piece because it’s adding nothing of value to the whole. This is not more writing and probably the toughest phase of the final edit for most people.

You’re not done when you’ve emerged victorious over your id, not by a long shot. Now comes the real FINAL edit. The one in which you are looking for spelling and grammatical errors you missed because, until recently, your focus was on plot, narrative and story.

I suppose in today’s world of text speak many young authors would wonder why bother if you’ve misspelled a word or two or used the possessive instead of the contraction; it’s just a typo, right? Get over it already!

Alas, the type of person who’s fluent in text-speak is probably not planning on reading your book and this final edit is the most important one because these minor errors erode any semblance of professionalism your writing needs to compete with established authors—all of whom probably have their works edited by more than one person.

The problem you face as a new author is every reader out there is going to compare you to an established author they admire. One or two typos may go unnoticed. Several through the course of your novel will irritate your reader. It implies you didn’t care enough to take the time. If you didn’t care, why should the reader?

I call it Familiarity Blindness, but I’m sure a better writer than I has coined a catchier term for it somewhere on the internet. It’s what happens when you’ve been working with a piece for so long you are no longer seeing what your fingers typed. You’re reading what you wanted to say in your mind. This can happen over the course of a few hours on a short piece for a blog or over several months (in my case, years) on the development of your novel.

Familiarity may breed contempt in social circles and day to day humdrum, but in your writing it breeds complacency.

How do I get around Familiarity Blindness?

First, I never publish any of my blog pieces right away. They get written and edited (a bit) in one day then sit for at least a day before I take another look at the piece and decide if it’s something I want to run with. If I’m still semi-enthused about the piece I edit it some more and then let it stew another day or two. This stewing process is vital for seeing what you wrote with a fresh pair of eyes and it works much better if you have several pieces stewing at the same time.

On those rare occasions when I’m on an upswing with an abundance of ideas running through my head I can juggle a few pieces at once and get quicker results. I’ll draft each piece in turn, then alternate editing them for the rest of the day. Alas, even when I do this I still let them stew a day or two, though I find the final edits much easier to contend with.

Simply having a multitude of articles stewing while your finished pieces are sitting in queue to publish will make your blog appear far more professional than any of the paid internet rags because those maroons rush to print (with utter shite) faster than John Boehner rushes to his 8am cordial and tanning appointment.

Though I have less experience than some of you with longer formats (considering I have yet to complete a first draft of a novel) the same may be applied to your novel though the sitting process should be longer than a day before you do your final edit. Once again, by final edit I mean the one in which you are only looking for typos and such. If you’re still working out plot and character dynamics or battling your ego for control of the manuscript you are not on a final edit.

Let it sit at least a week depending on your productivity levels. Start another book or write a few short stories before you tackle the final edit of the one you just finished. Anything to get the material you’ve been hunkered over and dwelled upon for the past month out of your head for a bit. Hell, if you’ve been writing fervently for over a month take some time off and read a few books.

Finally, read. Like. A. Child.
When you do tackle the final edit read the entire thing like a child who’s just learning to read might. You know? Like. Every. Word. Has. A. Period. After. It.

You’ll be surprised how easy it is to seek out and destroy those pesky petty typos and grammatical oversights in this manner. I’ll admit this process is rather easy when it comes to tackling a blog piece, but can be daunting when tackling a novel. You’ll have a tendency to get bored and start rushing through it by the time you get a few chapters in. You’ll. Have. To. Keep. Yourself. In. Check. Take a lot of short breaks when this starts to happen. Run on a treadmill for 15 minutes to lower the anxiety levels. Walk the dog. Anything to remain zen. Patience is the key.

If writing is your passion, your love, then editing is the pain in the ass mother-in-law that occasionally visits and annoys the hell out of you because she can. But if you love your wife you’ll show your mother-in-law patience. Because that’s how you get shit done and over with and in the end everyone will have a greater respect for your professionalism.

All we have is each other.

Never, never-never-never-ever give up on your loved ones.
No matter what their ailment.
Never give up on the people close to you.

All we have is each other.

Stop the insanity. #JeSuisCharlie #CharlieHebdo

“Charlie Hebdo must be censored!”

If these guys had said they did it because of the Iraq invasion, or Afghanistan or Palestine (even tough I know they don’t give a rat’s ass about the Palestinian people; they simply hate Jews).
I could understand it, I would never condone it, but I could at leastas a liberalunderstand it. I could understand their frustration with US meddling and pro corporate international policies.

These douchebags did it over a cartoon. A fucking cartoon.
Why? Because their bible told them so and their mullahs are too filled with hate to see reason.

When has Islam even considered overhauling itself for the 21st century?

Islam needs to bring itself out of the Dark Ages.
Even the Roman Catholic Church had to forgive Galileo.

Stop the insanity. #JeSuisCharlie #CharlieHebdo

“Love is stronger than hate.”

I understand these douchenozzles do not represent the 1.6 billion Muslims in the world and I will always guide my perceptions of someone based on the individual and not the perceived collective.

However, with each act of violence, I’m finding it harder and harder to digest the fact that 1.6 billion “good” Muslims can’t seem to rein in and overwhelm the “few” extremists that have hijacked their religion.

The numbers do not add up.

Stop the insanity. #JeSuisCharlie #CharlieHebdo

“I’m the prophet, you asshole!”
“Shut your trap, infidel.”

Dear Extremists, you can’t kill an idea.

If Islamic leaders can’t bring their religion into the 21st century they need to stay isolated in their desert caves and leave the rest of us alone.

And Now for Something Completely Different…

I’m not afraid of you extremist,
That comes down our journalists,
Think you look like a cross
By abutting our guardians of peace?
Do you really have balls
When it’s your frêre you zigouilles
While at ground imploring you
It’s good leader … I had enough ..

(Chorus) If you t’demandes where Charlie
Forever in our minds
A Kalashnikov blow for a blow of pencil
You soiled your religion …

From Syria to Jihad
And do rev’nir shootings
That was your career plan
Do you qu’y’a family behind?

Are you really felt threatened you
By a poor pencil
Be humorous in a newspaper
He deserves the death penalty …?


You disembark coldly from Reims
Armed, hooded, like a prince
And shouted the name of your god
That even n’voudra not you in heaven
Is to respect our differences
The beauty of France
But you blew it you c’matin
It is hatred that you sow


J’men crazy where you go to church
But do not blame the press
Because when it’s war out there qu’va
Are you happy qu’y’ait cameras

Do not come m’parler of religion
C’t’excuse is completely bogus
J’pense are not q’il book
That says to gun his next …


Even if I want to shout to arms
J’mets not the whole world in one basket
It is from an amalgam
That manufactures swastikas …

But I’m not afraid I’m French!
And that’s going to stand qu’tu m’trouver
Against you I lift my pen
I am also Charlie Hebdo!


Mockery of our freedom of expression,
This is to attack the nation
It is 66 million and is said to you …
Me too … I’m Charlie! “

Please forgive the poor translation, I used YouTube to translate the lyrics posted by someone in the comments. Sadly, I’ve only made it to lesson five on Rosetta Stone French!

Check out more from JB Bullet on YouTube.


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