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Monthly Archives: August 2012
So today I had a pingback comment for my I Am Sad post about the deaths of Ron Palillo and Harry Harrison. Pingbacks aren’t unusual, but I couldn’t tell what sort of site it was, so I clicked on the link, (always a bit of a risk,) and it was some site where people could ask random questions or just put some stuff up. At least that’s what it seemed like but it had no page explaining exactly what the site was or what it was for or who ran it. Someone had put up my whole post there, presumably as information about the actor and author deaths. And if people who did this stole your stuff, the site had a disclaimer but you could complain to them about infringement. I did not do this because the posting did in fact credit my blog with hyperlink as the source for the post and I don’t mind somebody doing that as long as they aren’t claiming my words for their own. Plus I have no desire to give these people, whoever they are, my email address. But this unthemed, not spam conglomeration, akin to holding out a big net to see what flotsam and jetsam wander into it, seems strange to me.
And yet, it probably isn’t strange. It’s probably very common on the Net, well known phenomena to long term bloggers and Net surfers. I mean somebody must use that site and someone definitely re-posted my post on it. And it strikes me in writing entries on this blog, on a blog software site that offers the space for free for promotional purposes, out into the ether, that I am in fact writing in a language that I don’t really understand, through technology and software I don’t know, to be used and interpreted in numerous ways that I have no awareness of whatsoever, even though I am just one of millions of dimly speaking voices in the electronic print interface. And it all seems to be controlled by random collections through search engines. Perhaps Google really has become the essence of the Illuminati. I don’t know.
But clearly, i don’t thoroughly understand pingbacks yet.
Has anyone else found their words ended up somewhere weird on the Net?
I became a happy fan last year of new fantasy show Grimm, which debuted in the exile of Friday nights for its first season. Last night, they started the second season way early and the show did well enough in its first round that they’ve moved it to Mondays at ten. This conflicts with some other t.v., but I have magic recording elves.
The show centers around Nick Burkhardt, a police detective in Portland, who lives with his girlfriend, Juliet, a veterinarian. Nick started having what he thought were hallucinations, but were actually his powers kicking in, giving him the ability to see the Wesen, who look most of the time like humans to everyone else and come in many flavors, having given rise to many fairy tales all over the world. That’s because Nick, whose parents were killed in an accident when he was young, is a Grimm, a specially endowed human whose job it is to observe and record the Wesen and also take out the bad ones who threaten humans. He learns some of what’s involved from his Aunt Marie, who raised him unknowing of his family history and was also a Grimm, but she dies of cancer and injuries before she can really explain everything, bequeathing him her mobile trailer full of gear and books. Nick discovers that to the Wesen, he’s the boogieman, and he gets a lot of help from a Wesen named Munroe and later, a Wesen named Rosalee who takes over her brother’s spice shop which has Wesen clientele. Nick’s job as a cop both helps and hinders his situation as an untrained Grimm, while he tries to hide what’s going on from Juliet, his partner Hank, beat cop Sergeant Wu, and his boss, Captain Renard. He learns in the first season that Wesen politics and the role of Grimms is murkier than he thought.
So it’s a high concept fantasy show with a mythology universe that’s virtually limitless, and it combines police procedural, some horror, some comedy and epic fantasy, which for me works wonderfully. The first episode of the second season dealt mostly with the cliffhanger ending of the first season, involving a life-changing discovery for Nick, Juliet in a dangerous magical comma with Munroe and Rosalee working for a cure, and Nick having to face this guy:
That’s fun, but a little hard for newcomers to jump into off the bat. But it’s not hard to follow and the writing is quite good. What is really distinctive about the show is the look of it. The creators have saturated the images with color and given sets a fairy tale feel particular to the story they’re doing and taking advantage of Portland’s greenness. With the political thriller aspects ramping up, there may be a bit less of that and they could use a bit more budget to vary from warehouse sets for some scenes, but I think they will keep some of it because it really makes the show distinct and sets the tone. I’m not going to do a lot of details now, since they just started up, but I will talk about the show some across the course of the season. They’ve impressed me with their creativity on how they do the folk tales and I think a lot of fantasy fans would enjoy the show.
Enjoy them and thanks to Luke_Spee for being a very silly person:
Our dog Flynn, passed on from us now, was a mixed corgi/Manchester terrier. He looked almost exactly like the dog Skeeter on the t.v. show Friday Night Lights:
And what we can tell you about corgis is, they’re smart dogs. They were bred to herd cattle, sheep, Welsh ponies and even geese. This corgi has figured out a water park bucket fountain pretty quick and is ready to beat the heat to the fullest extent. Warning: may produce smiling.