She was in the zone. It had taken two hours, half a RedBull (she would be paying for that later), and pissing off that guy who always seemed to want to talk longer than a conversation.
Free, flying through the code. There really was nothing like it.
She was working on a new DB caching layer for their server-side app. It was one of those ‘augmented reality’ games, but for corporate training. It still felt good to work on it though, to coerce the bits to bend to her will.
“Achievement Unlocked: You have met five new people in one day!”
Ugh. It sounded terrible, having to meet so many people all the time. To have to spend all that time and effort to convince them that the correct answer to a problem was, well, correct. If only they would just *see*.
But she had given up hope of being able to open peoples’ eyes. Give her code, or a nice juicy math problem, and she’d be content for hours, sometimes days.
*rumble* *rumble*
“Time to eat”, she thought to herself. She gets up, to go to the kitchen. Nyancore streams from her discarded headphones. As she turns, you can see the t-shirt she’s wearing says:
“Of all the things I miss, I miss my cache the most.”
She looks towards you and says “You can’t fault me for that.”
Before I go any further, there may be spoilers below, and you should go see this movie. S loved it. For me, it was worth it just for the bad-ass ghost fighting, for Kate McKinnon stealing every scene, for the closing credits. Just go see it. (Also, Market Square on Front is a great theatre.)
The review that best captures the feeling for me, I saw on facebook shortly before we saw the movie, and I quote part of it here:
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I’m almost 30 and last night was the first time I saw a movie where a woman fucking did a thing and was funny without crying into a pint of ice cream and was badass without being a pinup and all I could think was… I really didn’t know that was an option. I really didn’t know you could save the world without looking like you’re trying to pose for Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition at the same time. I have never, in 30 years, seen a major movie that didn’t reinforce the message that how I look is more important than what I do.
”
”
In that sense, though, Ghostbusters is engaging in one of the most valuable aspects of the culture’s current reboot mania: It is serving, in its very re-ness, of evidence of all that has changed, for better or for worse, since 1984. In the years since the original Ghostbusters premiered, 9/11 happened. The web happened. CGI improved. Feminism got normalized, and then commercialized.
…
Here, believing in ghosts makes one not iconoclastic, as it did for the men of the original, but potentially that most loaded of gendered epithets—“crazy.”
”
The film is, in many ways, a study on what would have happened if the original Ghostbusters had been female. They are treated totally differently, routinely called ‘crazy’, even at the end of the movie, the powers that be want to keep them swept under the carpet.
Chris Hemsworth was fantastic as Kevin. I think he should do more comedy.
Kate McKinnon’s fight sequence near the end of the movie was to die for. If they don’t make her a superhero movie, there is no justice in this world. She also stole just about every scene that she was in.
A new movie for the kids of today, a new product of its time. Go see it (and stay all the way to the end!)
The time spent in the land of Test Pattern may have had some lasting effects on our heroes:
There were lessons in geometry[2]:
And they had some strong opinions about possible art installations:
Next time, more nocturnal adventuring!
[1]Available in our new graphic novel: “*BEEEEP*: Adventures in the land of Test Pattern”
[2]It’s again difficult to express how normal every thing posted here feels, and/or felt at the time. These are moments special to us, but they were very typical of the experience.
In our last installment, our heroes played with fire, all over the Charnival. Today, they go on a quest to the land of test pattern, where happy colourful creatures abound.
First, S disguises herself as a test pattern creature, and practices the dance they are famous for:
Our heroes consulted with the wandering art piece ‘Desert Flower’, which told them to consult with the Contraptionists. It mentioned that the Contraptionists would be better able to direct them to the test pattern creatures, as the creatures often stopped there because of the brightly coloured snow cones:
It also offered suggestions for traveling bicycle music[0]:
Once there, S performed her best test pattern impression, and our heroes sat down to wait (and consume snow cones):
Here, you can see the Contraptionists, hard at work shaving ice:
Luckily, there was another guide our heroes met. One of the Contraptions had a clue. Once S had performed the call sign ( 😛 ), it said that ‘the secret is hidden between the wizard staves’:
Remembering events from 2013[1], our heroes started to make their way back to camp, to consult with the wizards there. On the way, they became lost in a sandstorm, when a peculiarly unseasonable windstorm arrived out of nowhere. Luckily, The Queen Dick was there to offer a landmark:
Also on the way back, our heroes encountered an encoded message of some type. Unsure of what it meant, they documented it, and proceeded back to camp to find the wizards:
Back at camp, they consulted the wizards, who mentioned that when crossed, two full-powered Wizard’s Staves would open a portal to the test-pattern dimension. Then then talked of the rituals that they would have to endure to unleash their full power. After mentally preparing themselves, they settled in to each drink themselves a Wizard’s Staff.
First was Longship, proudly wearing his Totenkitten cape:
Then was the brave DB, with his impressive Wizard’s Staff:
Together, they battled through many obstacles, until finally the staves were built. But that is a story for another time.
Stay tuned next time for night four, climbing edition!
[0]Note that these two videos were auto-stabilized by YouTube. What do you think?
[1]This was not the first occurrence of ‘Wizard’s Staff’.
[2]Wizard’s Staff (Burning Man edition) is a game played in two stages. During the first stage, the wizards-in-training consume beer (Tecate[3] is preferred), duct-taping the new beer each time to the top of the eponymous ‘Wizard’s Staff’. Once they feel they have consumed adequate amounts of beer, the second stage begins. The second stage involves bicycle jousting, using the above-mentioned Wizard’s Staves (not pictured).
[3]Tecate is a unique part of the Burning Man experience. Often the only beer left in stores, it is purchased and brought to playa in great quantity. For the unique playa experience, it is best served warm.
In our last installment, our heroes had met up with M, and gone on excursions with their new Manta Ray friend, ending up at night three of the Charnival.
Today, we continue to follow their adventures through the Charnival, starting with S and Splat playing FaIRE Hockey (not shown: FaIRE Zamboni):
Marc and Splat playing FaIRE Hockey:
Seth wielding his (third) favourite fire device[1], as Riskee Ball looks on from the background:
*FOOM*:
The conversation continues *FOOM* as *FOOM* Riskee Ball *FOOM* *FOOM* *FOOM*.
Riskee Ball does not rest[2]. It waits.:
Next the focus shifted to ‘Flaming Hookers’, which was a carnival game where you tried to get a ring on a string to sit on a hook on the main body of the device. The string was conductive, so when the circuit was complete, fire would happen. This is a story about this happening:
Finally, we’ll end off today with a video which we feel best captures the windy, dusty, fiery nature of Charnival. See how many of the exhibits you can name!:
Next time, more adventures and Charnival night four!
[1,2]Note that Riskee Ball uses pilot lights. Seth is carrying the ‘propane-torch-on-a-stick’ that is used to light them.
In our last post, our hero went exploring, and found games and coyotes!
Today, we follow him on his excursions, following his new friend, the Manta Ray. He had first met the Manta Ray a few days prior, as his keeper was setting up. Here, you can see him, playfully following a bicyclist in the distance:
The Manta was feeling somewhat parched, so they went for snow cones at the Contraptionists. The Contraptionists were able to adapt one of their manual[1] snow-shaving machines for Manta Ray, so all were able to contibute:
They then went to visit some of their shiny fish-like friends at the daily force-push demonstration. The Manta glided around in the distance, as he was wont to do.
They then went off to the French Quarter to attempt to procure some baked goods:
On the way back, they stopped at a BLM information booth and got a sense of the scale of playa:
As night fell, M joined our heroes, and communed with the Manta for a time, before he glided off into the night, for exploration and quiet contemplation:
Back at the Charnival, a party was brewing, ships were gathering, bikes were blinking:
And Ben was playing with fire (and 2piR), as he does:
Next time, more of Charnival in action! Everything on fire!
In our last post, our hero ventured forth and discovered many new areas. Today, we cover some of his travels on the way back to camp, to deliver his collected stories about his travels.
First, a commentary on commodification (or perhaps yoghurt?)[1]:
But then, something even more magical! An entire playground of comically oversized board games! First, chess!:
Then Jenga! Much more fun than the scary scaffolding![2]:
There’s something about hexagons that makes Settlers so tempting to enlarge.
I did quite enjoy the instantiation of the resources:
Magic Labyrinth! Always surprisingly difficult:
Scrabble! The gigantic game back at home that was half of the inspiration for Biggle!:
Moving on, our hero encountered a strange sight:
‘FUR’? An ‘Acme’ Tupperware tub? Coyote Garden? Either this is going to be fantastic or fantastic and ‘meep meep!’:
Apparently, ‘FUR'[3] camp extends a long ways. We’ll revisit these friendly folks later:
Apparently, the current location is 5:30:
“Please do not put colourful shoes inside the coyotes.” “Or does it say ‘Please *do*’? I’m never sure about these things.”:
Next time, night falls, S tries out FaIRE hockey, and much fire is had. Stay tuned!
[1]I’m not sure who’s in this pic with me. Any ideas?
[2]Wait…Is that gigantic truth or dare Jenga?!?
[3]My guess is that this camp was an oasis for people who enjoyed wearing fur in various ways. During the day, I could only imagine how difficult that would have been. However, by the end of the week, everyone wanted to be them…
In our last post, we wrapped up night two of the Burn proper (Monday night). On Tuesday morning, while our intrepid heroine was resting, our hero went out to exploreatore the surrounding areas.
First, there was ‘Lip Bomb’, one of the more interestingly themed (or at least named) drinking establishments. It being early in the day, the establishment was empty. This was fine, as our heroes did not frequently frequent such establishments, preferring interacting with art to interacting with groups of people:
One of the more interesting instances of truck art, presumably to cover corporate logos:
The illuminated sheep! And not so illuminated!:
And where it goes home to roost!:
Huh.:
Next was this cutest group of yurts. Looking back, it seems that our hero was unsure what their purpose was, dwelling or not, and did not investigate further:
They did continue to be cute and colourful, though:
Finally, one of the most interesting places on Playa (and not just because of the name), the ‘Burners Without Matches’, who practiced using lenses to focus sunlight (of which there is abundance on playa) to burn the surface of wood to create pictures. Here it was discovered that a Stegosaurus friend was hiding just under the surface, just waiting to come out:
It’s difficult to express the sheer scale of Burning Man at night. Here’s a selection of art cars around a number of sound camps (at 2:00 and Esplanade, I think), by the Green Castle[1]. You may hear a Benny Benassi drop in the background:
Also striking for its sheer scale is ‘R-Evolution by Marco Cochrane‘. The sculpture was subtly lit, just enough that you could see her breathe:
Some chill music, while Tron suits walk by:
This is one of the more famous (outside the Burn) installations from 2015. Two adults, turned away from each other, but at night, you can see their inner children illuminated, trying to reach out to each other, trying to break through the shells their adult selves have built up around them. I see it as hopeful, that those excited, exploratory children are still alive in all of us, and can be brought out with the right catalyst. ‘Love’, by Alexandr Milov:
Then, it was time to go back to the Charnival, to relieve the volunteers and to close down Mirror Blaze for the night. Here you can see the barrier put up by the lifeguard chair, to block access to backstage and the fuel depot:
On the way back to camp (or on the way to portapotties after getting back to camp), some LED trails, randomly on the wall at the neighbour’s:
Next time, some solo morning exploration!
[1]S reminds me that sometime during Early arrival, we met two women who mentioned that they were working on ‘The Irish Castle’. At that time, we had no idea of its scope.