Swedish player Tobias Linderoth after the German Blitzkrieg.
I got sucked in to watching the World Cup and even allowed myself to believe that just maybe Sweden could reach a respectable position.
The Germans utterly destroyed them this morning. The Germans absolutely deserved the victory, and it was worth watching just to hear the crowd at the stadium going completely nuts.
The problem with watching soccer, I have come to realize, is that it has made me jones in the most painful way possible for an HDTV set. This would be so effing awesome if only I had an HDTV set, the little voice in my head keeps repeating as I watch the splotches of color chase after the tiny white splotch across the field of flat green.
At the current juncture in time, as the politicians like to say, the lust for an HDTV set is constrained by financial reality, but by jove, when the next World Cup rolls around in four years, as God is my witness, I will enjoy it in full-on 1080p glory.
Includes Hollywood Dead, Tales from the Loop, Things from the Flood, The Court of Broken Knives, and Port of Shadows.
Nic has a retinal tear and has his vision is saved by a laser.
Includes The Storm Before the Storm, White Trash, Calypso, Tell the Machine Goodnight, Prince of Fools, and Provenance.
The Internet tells Nic to install Ubiquiti gear in his house, so he does, and now he has thoughts.
What I wish I’d known when I started podcasting.
Nic starts a new podcast about—gasp!—American sports.
Mostly excellent non-fiction in this installment. Includes Fantasyland, The Miracle of Dunkirk, Das Reich, The Undoing Project, Waiting for the Punch, Vacationland and Points of Impact.