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10 Things I Hate About Commandments: The Ten Commandments, cast in the light of a teen comedy. (thanks, timk)

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This last week, I was unable to attend E3 for the first time in seven years. For the same reason I was unable to attend, I have been too busy to keep up with the media covering the conference.

Thankfully, someone has edited Sony’s E3 2006 Press Conference down to the most critical one minute of content.

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IGN: E3 2006: SCE Conference Reports
6:42—Kaz takes the stage again. He wraps up everything we’ve seen—the best technology, the best graphics, a new controller, and much more. And one more surprise... the PS3 launch details. Two configs—one with 20 gigs—$499; One with 60 gigs—$599. Two million planned for launch worldwide at launch, another two million in time for the end of 2006 and another 2 million by March 2007.

Holy mackerel, that is a lot of semolians for a game machine.

And the new Minna-no-Golf makes the cute-anime-models look so cute and realistically plastic, it is like watching a midget in doll fetish zentai kigurumi playing the back nine. Related PSP news: Creepy underage fetish video to bring new popularity to UMD in Japan

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YouTube - Star Trek Cribs - The Director's Cut; I’m guessing this is created by the Robot Chicken geniuseses. “SOLID BEEF!” (thanks, kristen)

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In a desperate bid to appeal to an alternate-universe version of myself in which the arrested development has taken on a kind of chronic, consumeristic fever pitch, someone has dreamed up and brought to reality G.I. JOE vs. TRANSFORMERS, featuring GI Joes and even some robot Janes. I was enthralled with the revamped GI Joe line when they went from the 12" figures to the small, micronaut scale figures. I never got into Transformers; I thought they were a rip-off of the Japanese mecha that I was watching from age 6. (linked via Seiburtron, though I have no idea how I ended up there)

3. Star Wars: Episode I — The Phantom Menace
For almost 20 years we waited, pined, and yearned. And then it happened: George Lucas announced that Star Wars — the greatest phenomenon in all of pop culture history — was coming back. Untold throngs went giddy — an honest-to-God cultural fervor erupted, and not just among geeks and thirtysomething fanboys.

And then it sucked. It sucked a gigantic, meaty mountain of ass.

I’m through with living in denial: George Lucas’ prequel trilogy more or less sucked from beginning to end, and nowhere was this risible fiasco more apparent than in Episode I — The Phantom Menace — a title that alone warrants damnation.

I don’t use the word “sellout” often because the term itself has become so cliché, but George Lucas is the absolute definition of the word. He took one of the world’s most beloved science fiction universes and turned it into a goddamn farce: laughable racial caricatures; vile, unsympathetic protagonists who deliver ridiculous dialogue in a manner so stilted that it makes Tara Reid look like Spencer Tracy; and a giant seahorse named Jar Jar who speaks in Antebellum blaccent.

It needs to be said: George Lucas sucks. The years of Brobdingnagian success have clearly addled his brain to the point that he can no longer process reality and realize his material is now wretched dross, and no one dares point it out to him. His second trilogy was the most uncreative endeavor possible: A guaranteed smash-hit with no substance whatsoever, never mind that it cheated and frustrated millions of people.
10 Worst Blockbusters of All Time Review (4rthur)

is no other than to think oneself wise when one is not, to think one knows what one does not know. No one knows whether death may not be the greatest of all blessings for a man, yet men fear it as if they knew that is is the greatest of evils. And surely it is the most blameworthy ignorance to believe that one knows what one does not know.
—Plato, “The Apology,” Socrates

Superman Returns; Brian Singer’s sequel to the Richard Donner films looks... just amazing. I was worried Singer would blanket Superman in the dark, edgy, brooding vibe that describes the X-Men so well, but he has nailed the feeling of the first movies and successfully brought it into the present. I suddenly find myself looking forward to this movie.

The new Bond, exotic locales, crisp dialog, and Le Parkour runners in the new Casino Royale trailer (.mov); I am moist.

Passing defibrillator salesman, RNs save heart attack victim in Missouri crash

“It looked like he was a goner,” said Santa Barbara City Councilman Brian Barnwell, who was among the 300 people attending the $250-a-plate event.
Several doctors in attendance immediately began working on the man ane revived him by performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
Paramedics then took him to a hospital where he recovered.

Man Suffers Heart Attack In Room Full Of Cardiologists

A driver who suffered a heart attack and crashed into a guardrail was saved by a defibrillator salesman and two nurses who happened to be passing by.
The salesman, Steve Earle, was transporting an automated external defibrillator, a device used to shock the heart into a normal rhythm.
“When I saw what was happening, I jumped out and instinctively grabbed the AED, just in case,” Earle told KSDK-TV of St. Louis.

(thanks, kevin!)

The new Get a Mac TV spots are all up at Apple.com; I like the Network one, where the cute Japanese camera asks the Mac, “Doesn’t he seem like an otaku (dork)?” Other than that, they still seem a bit elitist, a problem in perception mac-heads have always had.

...and probably a number of other lists that will never be revealed, thanks to the USA PATRIOT Act. (YouTube; boingboing)

Update: Video removed from YouTube, Google; it can still be found at Crooks and Liars, for now. Ah, here's a working google.video as well.

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