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Methuselah, here we come!

Ah, science fiction....
Ah, science fiction...

Like every kid who read science fiction, I’ve always wanted to survive long enough to get to the era of youthening rays and cyborgs – heck, who hasn’t?

Woot! I could look like a model!

Living forever- or at least much, much longer than your forebears- has always been a popular theme in the public’s fantasies and in science fiction. And just to make this clear, we are talking about healthy, enjoyable lengthening of life, not a withering husk who technically has more years but gets less enjoyment out of them.

Well, celebrate, all you youngsters, young- and middle-aged adults, because something’s being done about that dream, and in the most efficient way possible. It’s called the Methuselah Prize.

The Methuselah prize is structured similar to the X-prize, but instead of commercial space travel, it tackles longevity and quality of life, bringing together scientists from diverse backgrounds and disciplines, all focused on the goal of extending and improving the quality of human  life.

Projections for the success of this project in actually improving the length and quality of real lives? they differ, but range somewhere between the next decade and the next twenty or thirty years. so all of you who are less than thirty, have hope – you might just live to see the day where you can go to a doctor for your youthening ray treatment – although most likely you’ll have to wait in line behind Zac Efron.

"I'm sorry, sir, What age were you going for again?" "Twenty-five." "...Oops."

Weather By Lucas

This is the most original weather reporting idea I’ve ever seen. It could use some work, but… not bad. not bad at all.

See, basically the idea is that you type in your city (like most web sites) and then it returns your weather (in centigrade) with a comparison to a Star Wars planet, and a photo of a similar environment. Pretty nifty.

Check it out.

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,

When we have shuffled off this mortal coil?

Wonder no more, Hamlet. The Cylons know. And their story is about to be told, from the very beginning.

Since the days of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, my amazement, admiration, and envy have been without surcease or stoppage for Mr. Moore. Mr. Moore was by all accounts the driving force behind the majority of the elements that contributed to the critical acclaim and fan success of DS9.

He and Mr. Eick provided justification for my love of science fiction more recently with their unheard-of and beautiful re-imagining of Battlestar Galactica, requiescat in pace. (As a matter of fact, one of the reasons I loved the show was that it didn’t drag things out, like so many shows seem to.)

And now it looks like they’ve done it again. This pilot is beautiful, bringing to mind the miniseries that started this whole saga of re-invention off, with lush production values, gorgeous and capable actors, three dimensional plot and characters, and lastly, crisp, compelling, and believable dialogue.

Since I know that Messrs. Eick and Moore will keep it up, I can rest easy, assured once again of at least one intelligent science fiction show on the air.The world would be a bit poorer were it not for these shows. Our hats are off to you, sirs.

FYI: the show starts airing on fri. jan 22nd, at 9/8c, on *shudders* Syfy.

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