2005 Spring Premieres.

The problem came when I sat down to start writing about them: after I filled in the “formula” line for each show I watched, there was nothing left to say.

Eno vs. Crow: Fight!

It’s like a Rorschach Test for your musical allegiances.

My Own Private Portland.

The Portland of My Own Private Idaho is the PDX of fifteen years ago.

World of Warcraft. (City Pages)

My review of World of Warcraft is now up at City Pages. Or maybe I should say it’s “in” City Pages. I have so little experience with print, I can’t even get the prepositions straight. And while seeing my name on an online article made me all neurotic and angsty, it’s nothing compared to the sheer freakiness of seeing my name on paper. One of these days, I’m going to have to get over this whole byline anxiety complex I seem to have.

The fun thing about reviewing WoW was being able to spend two weeks obsessively playing, and calling it “research.” The bad thing is that now that I’m done, I’m still playing obsessively, but with no excuse. I’m playing right now, in fact. I should be writing query letters or sleeping, but I’ve almost got the stuff I need to summon a Felhunter. I mean, a guy’s gotta have priorities.

Steamboy.

Steamboy isn’t really about narrative, it’s about technology. (Or perhaps “SCIENCE!”; shout it in your best Thomas Dolby voice.)

UPDATE system_options SET multi_acquisition_ind = ‘Y’; (Sorry, old inside joke.)

All of this morning’s big news seems to involve big business deals between big companies.

Angel, Season 5.

Notes on the final season of Angel. There are some mild spoilers, but none of it ever made any sense anyway, so reading on probably won’t hurt too much.

So. So? So!

I’m a total idiot when it comes to grammar, so there’s probably some part of speech that I’ve never heard of that explains the use of “so” at the beginning of a sentence. If there is, will someone let me know before I drive myself nuts?

Idle Thumbs on Orsinal.

You can hardly blame them for being lulled into a liminal state by Halim’s deceptively simple, airily seductive games.

Blue book?

There are times when I wonder what the hell I was thinking when I signed up for this.