Kicking and Screaming

Allie from Hyperbole and a Half says it best:

I am currently in that last box there.

A Sherlock Holmes Addiction

I have always had a particular fondness for Sherlock Holmes-- I've read all of the Conan Doyle collections I can get my hands on. When I found out that BBC had remade the greatest detective ever known with a modern-day twist, I was filled with anticipation and dread. Though there are some excellent adaptations, I've been exposed to enough bad versions as to be a bit gun-shy. The recent big-screen adaptation, featuring the inimitable Robert Downey Jr. as Holmes, provided a new outlook and a flatteringly large budget to the characters (though somewhat tamed for our delicate American sensitivities.) Of the past television adaptations, I am particularly fond of the Jeremy Brett interpretation, with his aquiline nose and eccentric mannerisms.
I finally got around to watching the new series. I love it. The casting is superb, the wardrobe and the scripting are excellent, and the cinematography is as good as any I've seen this year. I am really delighted that so much work has gone into it.

And frankly, I'm in love with Benedict Cumberbatch.

Who isn't?

And Now for Something Completely Different

I made a pocket-sized Charles Darwin, for all those times you need to be reminded why you're here. (In a physical sense. I'll have to make a tiny Karl Jung or Socrates for some philosophical perspectives on that.)
I also made a little Captain Disillusion. The full-sized version can't be everywhere at once, so I figured he needed a few pint-sized buddies to back him up in the whole "defending cyberspace from idiocy" thing.
Now with clever catch-phrases!

And Suddenly What Wasn't, Was

From past experience, I'd say having a blog is like having a demanding pet. You've got to feed it, walk it, trim its nail, put up with its shedding, and keep it from biting the neighbors (at least the ones you like). Blogs are slightly less likely to chew the corners off of your coffee table, or to vomit on your rug. However, if you're not careful a blog can take over your life, turning you from a functioning member of society into one of the pale, anti-social individuals, known to the world as "bloggers".

There's something tantalizing about having your own web address, a personalized place to display your innermost thoughts and ravings. As an opinionated person, I love the idea of spewing said opinions into the outer atmosphere of the internet, to mingle amidst the cosmic cacophony of information stockpiled there. We'll see if I have enough personal potential energy to keep this ball rolling.