Fixin My Feeds

Apologies if the RSS feed goes wacky for you this evening. I’m fixing the problem of dates not appearing in some readers. Also switching guids. If you need an entry’s link, see it’s link property. The new RSS feed is index.xml. The new Atom feed is index.atom. As always, lovely YAML feedery at index.yaml.

Hobix testers: you’ll see these changes in CVS shortly. Thankyou.

Who Will Be The First President of the Internet?

So now that we’re all clear on how to use mob psychology to launch a googlebomb, I guess it’s time to start mounting meaningful campaigns to own vital terms and titles. Such as in the case of the coming power struggle to own the coveted title:

President of the Internet

On one side, you’ve got the initiator, the one who seized the crown by force, who elected himself before any of us knew we could vote. Mr. Dan James, a web biz guy and occassional drummer.

And then there’s Brian Root, the dark horse candidate hailing from his home in the Voltron message boards. His minions are scraping together all kinds of propaganda (of course he stands for ponies and carebears!) and if his followers are as dedicated to interlocking robotic panthers as they are to their candidate, then oh boy this is going to be bloody.

Finally, there’s Maddox, the Internet’s own Che Guevara and disgruntled mercenary-heckler. A man who didn’t need to run, his followers did the dirty work.

A current search has James in the lead, Maddox in second, Root in last. But the Root fellow just announced his candidacy last week, so anything could happen here. Mr. Root would probably be my diplomatic choice, especially if we could get a picture of him kissing a Furry’s baby. And, seriously, the Voltron Message Board is as meager and humble of a beginning we’ve seen since Lincoln.

What Have the Geeks Done to Jesus?

Jesus Character Sheet An RPG-based spoof. Nice idea, not great. Jesus comes back as some kind of Highlander who blesses automatic weapons and climbs Mount Everest, etc. Sheet comes with a couple of great quotes to be used in gameplay I guess.

“I’m back, Judas.”

“Look, Judas, take this seriously, okay? I need somebody handy with a gun and the Holy Ghost. I need you. Please?”

“This time I’m like rock and roll. I’m here to stay.”

I love it when people write and say whatever they want. Same thing goes for the non-spoof. Christian RPG, the “original, free-form, play-per-post, massively-multiplayer online Christian role-playing game site. This is the only place where you can use your imagine and play Christian RPG versions of different universes as listed below.” Players create threads, roughly describe the world, then just start cobbling together stories.

Here’s a world. CPF: Christian Peace/Protection Force.

As a member fo the CPF, it is your job to protect the world from what law enforcement never finds out about… covert kiddnappings, attempted assassinations, defusing bombs that are set off by insane criminals, etc. CPF moves swiftly, kills no one, and leaves no trace.

Every week, I will post a new situation for CPF agents to diffuse. Until this sunday, the situation is this:

Terrorists have taken over a forty section apartment complex in Grenada, and are sacfrificing victims to their pagan gods every thirty minutes. A CPF Team known as team Alpha rescued their first victim, but Alpha needs reinforcments…

Let’s join the action on page two. From Megachihuahua:

Chub Steak is on an alter, about to have his beating heart ripped out by “terrorists” who were actually just nuts dressed like aztecs. He was uncomfortable, as the alter was just a desk with a flat stone on it. He was quite embarresed about being captured, though he was proud that he had been able to thrice used his “non-lethal” tranquilizer darts to admister lethal amounts of seditive.

As his captor raised his obsidian dagger, Chub turned his head away, to face the window. And he saw someone move, which he could only hope to be his resquers.

Then, Legolas the Jedi Master chimes in:

Mike jumped kicked the window and burst thru, the startled “priest” droped the dagger barley missing Chub. Mike pulled out a ball like thing and threw it at the “priest”. when it made contact it wraped around him. Mike graped the dagger and cut Chub lose then put the dagger in his belt. “go thru the window and use this to protect you.” he handed him a dart gun, then turned to face the terrorists.

One hour and thirty-nine minutes later, mister-fett posts:

“I think the person about to be sacrificed is the final member of Alpha team!” Either that, thought Terry, or it was Chub Steak, a rogue who had been kicked out of CPF for using deadly force.

Megachihuahua:

“Humph, I should learn Hebrew and join the Isreali special forces.” With that, Chub jumps out of the window, and he is done until the next adventure.

And Legolas cleans up:

Mike rolled his eyes and shot the rest of the preists with knock out darts then tied them up. “okay its all wraped up here.” Mike said into his mike

Chub totally comes back later to sabotage the CPF’s mission to seize control of the hijacked USS Freedom. And you get to hear some of Chub’s backstory. About the mad monk that nearly took his life and his respect for the Israelis. You really get a sense for why he’s so righteously ruthless.