Daily Archives: December 30, 2010

The Chocolate of Doom, Creepy Kindle Voices, And Sci-Fi Love Revisited

Aloha, it’s the kindle.

Although this isn’t the pinnacle of my nerd-presents, it’s so handy. I can read digital books at reduced prices, make notes right on the pages, and even tweet/facebook you phrases that I find witty. It’s all so very heart warming, eh? This is the truth, except one fatal detail: TEXT TO SPEECH. Now, I’m quite happy with this function of Amazon’s Kindle, yet the man voice is quite creepy. I’ll go ahead and attach a snippet (turn UP the volume; it’s a tad quiet…and creepy):

And even creepier, the woman:

Great, no? No. Creepy, and somewhat utilitarian. Spencer’s kindle. Fair and Balanced. You decide.

I have a few words of wisdom to those who might find themselves in the same predicament to which I find myself.

Use moderation.

Fine, it’s not as much as I used to have as a kid during Halloween, but still. This is Christmas. Not “LET’S GORGE OURSELVES TO THE POINT OF COCOA POISONING”—Day. Why do I have handfuls of delectable chocolates? I don’t know. They probably walked into my life one night, deciding it would improve my life. Sadly, it has only somewhat prompted me into blogging about it. Tacky.


Credit: Disney

Credit: Disney


It was wonderful. I don’t care what anyone says, thinks, or does, it was great. The special effects were stunning, plot actually not too bad, and science that isn’t necessarily believable by our standards, but intriguing nonetheless. Tron was very action packed, but moderated by the attention to detail in scenery and storyline. Please go see it. As a measurement of how much I enjoyed the thing, I kinda bought the movie poster online at Amazon for $9.99.

Don’t call my life pathetic. I prefer enlightened, thank you very much.



Live from I-90…

Hey All,

I’m currently typing this post from the highway. (Interstate 90 is looking like a frigid, windy bitch, for those of you interested in road conditions.) Barely 20 minutes into the drive, we passed a truck flipped on its roof in the ditch (ambulances were already on-scene when drove by). The temperature in our current location (which is somewhere in Wyoming, I think) is a scorching -4 degrees Fahrenheit. The windows in the back of the truck are completely frosted over, and the cabin is flooded in darkness.

Morale is high– kind of. We’ve already watched two-episodes of South Park and the second-half of Step Brothers.

(OK– I have a location! We just passed Moorcroft.)

It looks like we’re in for a few more hours of driving… I’ll post an update when we finally arrive in Deadwood.

Reporting LIVE from I-90,

Sent from my iPod

UPDATE (11:16 P.M): We’ve arrived at our hotel in Deadwood (we’ve actually been here for a few hours– Jon and I went down to the arcade for a bit). The weather is chilly, the room is warm, and the hall outside our room smells a bit like dead skunk in certain places (specifically, near the vending machine).

We stopped at a gas station in Spearfish before we arrived at our hotel. For some reason, I felt the need to take a few stupid pictures. Enjoy.

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(Why is there a condom machine in the gas station bathroom?)

– Will