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Aether Emporium lists “The Steampunk Essentials,” including books, movies, and comics (I’ve read all but one of the comics, anyway). Oooooh, Phillip Reeve is the Mortal Engines guy. Yup. Him.

Click! On goes the lightbulb… Dude. Everyone in Pokemon is not just characters in a video game, but characters whose in-game setting is, itself, a video game. Why do these kids’ parents let them run around all the time? Why are all the Nurse Joys identical? Why do the Pokemons level? How, in fact, do

The main author of the Doc Savage stories tells his secrets for writing a 6000-word pulp story that cannot fail to sell. At this point, it might help to recall that action should do something besides advance the hero over the scenery. Suppose the hero has learned the dastards of villains have seized somebody named

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Eight Main Symptoms of Group Think Illusion of Invulnerability: Members ignore obvious danger, take extreme risk, and are overly optimistic. Collective Rationalization: Members discredit and explain away warning contrary to group thinking. Illusion of Morality: Members believe their decisions are morally correct, ignoring the ethical consequences of their decisions. Excessive Stereotyping:The group constructs negative sterotypes

A gaming system in which you earn points for completing chores! Based on my natural chore abilities, I have the following stats: Level 1 Wizard Str 10Con 9Dex 10Int 10Wis 9 Cuuute. (via Boing Boing.)

The Onion records a serious deficit in our children’s education.

Here’s vanity for you: today I’m writing from the perspective of a girl, although very intelligent, tends to see things in black and white and cannot write very well. I feel like one of the characters out of “Harrison Bergeron.”

Polyhedral, fractal, and other types of nerds with no clothes on! (Okay, okay, they’re computer generated. Let’s not start making cruelty-to-nerds accusations, after all; I am a strict nerdist myself.) (via Reality Carnival)

Ray and I went to the new movie yesterday. I’m not really in a mood to tell little stories about how our lives are going right now (my story brain is tied up in a book), which is a shame, because otherwise I would tell you about our walk to Chik-fil-A, or how Ray and