The Anti-Loneliness Ramen Bowl

The Anti-Loneliness Ramen Bowl

In preparation for an upcoming game of Cyberpunk 2020, the Husband has been re-watching Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex (and I am watching with him, because ain’t nobody in this house going to do anything GitS-related without me). As much as we love the general cool-factor of cyberpunk and the concept of the show, we are in agreement that having a cyberbrain and being eternally connected to a whole host of other people who could conceivably hack your brain and mess you up, sounds a lot like hell. We are both very private people, and we like being alone sometimes, even from each other. So neither of us can understand the appeal of this thing, the Anti-Loneliness Ramen Bowl. I mean, I guess if you never get any human contact of any kind…it might be nice to ‘eat with someone’, kind of. Or watch TV while eating…but why couldn’t you just sit on the couch and eat in front of the TV? Or read a book (which, actually, I guess you could do on a smartphone). On a related note, I read a story in “Futures” (a section of the science journal Nature that has science fiction stories, only because the editor likes SF) on the same subject- and it’s by Hiromi Goto, so it’s doubly related!    ...
The War of the Worlds for You to Color!

The War of the Worlds for You to Color!

I found this coloring book while cleaning out my desk drawers today. I bought it a while back at Half Price Books, in the clearance section (can’t imagine why it was on clearance!). Now Dover has a tendency to print off coloring books (Japanese Historical Fashions, Great Scenes from Shakespeare) but this one seems extra-weird- and for some reason, according to the clothes and hair, whoever drew this book moved the action to the 1980’s. Now The War of the Worlds is one of my favorite novels, but I’ve never felt a real compulsion to color this. So here are the highlights in monochrome glory:...
New Old Photo Shows Hiroshima Blast From the Ground

New Old Photo Shows Hiroshima Blast From the Ground

A rare photo of the Hiroshima mushroom cloud- taken very shortly after the bombing– was recently discovered in a Japanese elementary school. It’s one of the clearest pictures ever taken of the two-tiered cloud (the other clearest pictures were taken from the Enola Gay after it dropped the bomb). But there was some uncertainty over the exact time the picture was taken- on the back of the photo was a note indicating two minutes after the blast, while a book that reproduced the picture claimed 20 or 30 minutes. Through a rather fascinating study of the original photo, researcher concluded that both were wrong: the picture was snapped about 10 minutes after the detonation. What follows are some rather sickening descriptions of what was probably happening in those 10 minutes. After watched The Dark Knight Rises, I told my husband that if you’re going to be near a nuclear bomb blast, directly on top of the bomb was the best place to be- so it would be over. Look up some descriptions of death by radiation sickness and you’ll see what I...
Merry Christmas from G&G!

Merry Christmas from G&G!

Merry Christmas from Geeky & Genki! Go to sleep, with  visions of moe girls and shiny new miniatures dancing in your heads, and wake to find what Santa brought...
50 SHades of Grey Isn’t Sexy Even If George Takei Reads It

50 SHades of Grey Isn’t Sexy Even If George Takei Reads It

Here’s an early Christmas present. Actually, if the world ends tomorrow then this might be the last thing you ever read. Or have read to you. Look that up in your Funk & Wagnalls. Apparently in this book, the clueless idiot heroine says ‘Oh my’ every time her S&M-lite dom boyfriend/boss does anything remotely sexual. So I guess this was a no-brainer. Here’s everyone’s favorite Japanese-American geek icon reading from the one of the worst published novels ever written. (and yes, I know it’s one of the worst- I read part of it! At least it’s good for amusing bookstore cashiers during slow periods.)...
This Just In: Filipinos Like to Torture Themselves

This Just In: Filipinos Like to Torture Themselves

Feel free to insert your own Imelda Marcos joke here. We all know Filipinos love pain. Every year a devoted group of them has themselves crucified as part of their Easter gathering. But this is a little different. Every year, there is a shoe festival in a suburb of Manila, and the high point (I would guess) of this celebration is the Stiletto Heel Race. Now, as someone who avoids any heels like the plague- because I can’t fucking walk in them, and they’re super-bad for your feet- I am amazed at how well some of these runners can book it (though the guy at the end is totally cheating). Now to convince Musashi he needs to participate in this next time he visits the...