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March 17, 2008

Men are from Mars

No seriously. We’ve all grown up with hopes and fears of the little gray men from Mars, but today I’m here to tell you that WE are the men from Mars. And who am I to make such claims you might ask? My name is Tristan Emerson, and I’m a Scientist. That’s right folks, a Scientist. Right here sitting next to me is an expensive piece of paper proving my scientist….ness. It reads, “Tristan Emerson, Bachelor of Science in Computer Science.” So actually, I guess I’m two scientists!

Now I wouldn’t make such outrageous claims without being able to give you absolute and undeniable proof of this, would I? Well probably, but not today! Behold, and tremble before my great awesomeness as I present you with indisputable proof of my claims:

In July of 1976 NASA was passing by Mars on its annual trip to the Bahamas when they stopped to snap a couple pictures of the planet. Little did they know that 32 years later a very bored man would use these photos to put together the greatest cover-up in history. The pictures I’m referring to, of course, are those of the “Face” on mars.

You gasp in awe, and feel a slight shiver run up your spine. “Could it be true?” you find yourself thinking. Let’s keep reading.

Well, what good would it do to build a face on your planet if it could only be seen from space? If this was built for the people on Mars, it would most likely resemble Mount Rushmore so that people could actually SEE the face. But maybe they didn’t LIVE on Mars. Maybe they lived on the planet Mars orbited around (stifle gasps for now, there’s a lot more to cover). So, there’s this big planet of which Mars is a moon. For reference we’ll call this planet Tristonia, that seems humble enough of a name for a planet. So, Mars is orbiting around Tristonia, and some Tristonian pirates get together and decide that they’d like to put a face on their moon that could be seen from all over Tristonia. The Galactic Association of Pirates gets together and builds the huge face on Mars, to the delight of all Tristonians. But their happiness could not last forever.

War! There’s not room enough on one planet for both galactic pirates and ninjas. The planet of Tristonia was host to the most epic of wars in the history of the universe. The Galactic Association of Pirates, knowing they couldn’t hold out against the terrible forces of the League of Ninjas, knew that their only hope of ending the ninjas was to blow up the entire planet! The ninjas, knowing doom was impending, filled a ship with vials of the DNA and microbial juices of all kinds of plant and animal life. Their only hope was to launch the ship to Earth, and hope that the various species could adapt and survive on the near waterless planet.

But, as luck would have it, the explosion of Tristonia sent huge pieces of the planet rocketing into one side of Mars (as any good American knows, the majority of craters on Mars are on ONE side. Coincidence? I think not.). The impact forced all the water on Mars to get jolted off of it and sent it on a long long journey to Earth (can you think of any other way to explain how water flowed uphill on Mars?).

This also helps us explain how thousands of religions have some story of a global or near-global flood. Ok, maybe not thousands. Maybe like two or three. I think the Greeks did… Anyway, all the rain pouring down through space and hitting Earth would introduce tons and tons new water, making Earth a much more livable place than it was before the great war of Tristonia, and the microbes and DNA from the “arc” would have a perfect environment to flourish into what we all see around us today.

So there you have it. You’d have to be an idiot to not see the obvious logic here.

“You don’t get rich writing science fiction. If you want to get rich, you start a religion.”
~L. Ron Hubbard, Science Fiction Author and Founder of Scientology

October 16, 2007

The day I never thought would come…

It might take some digging, but a faithful reader (do I even have any of those?) would know that I don’t like iPods. I’ve written about it before here and I have rambled about how I still like CD’s here.

No, that hasn’t changed. I still hate iPods. The Zune never changed the world and it all came back to the same reason: DRM.

Today I digitally purchased music without DRM. This is the day I never thought would come. Mark it on your calendars.

In case you didn’t know Amazon has been selling MP3’s without any DRM or other wonky “gotcha” schemes. They have a fairly large catalog, but its nowhere near as extensive as iTunes. Who fucking cares about iTunes? The MP3’s are high quality, 256kbps, with album art included. The only snag I had was I tried to download them at work on a computer running OSX 10.3 and the downloader tool only supports 10.4+ so I wound up purchasing tracks one at a time. The beauty? I put them on my new Iriver Clix2, my Mac at work, my HTPC and my laptop. No burning to CD, ripping, copying pasting, syncing or any other horse shit.

I’m actually so blown away that I can’t even believe its legal. I still feel like I’ve stolen something. Try it now. If you don’t, you’re letting yourself and the world down.

This is how it should have been done YEARS AGO. BRAVO Amazon. BRA-VO.

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