Dezi Desire: Vancouver's Next Top Geek Model

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Hi-ho!


Scoot here. Slowly but surely getting back into the habit of posting on this sumbitch...


I'll get down to it: Dezi Raider, AKA Dezi Desire is a Facebook friend of mine, and--like the aforementioned Sarah Michelle, is a professional model and huge goddamn geek...Observe:

 

 

Notice, not only is the lovely Miss Raider wearing a t-shirt featuring Dr. Rodney McKay from Stargate: Atlantis....She's wearing a t-shirt featuring Dr. Rodney McKay from Stargate: Atlantis that SHE DESIGNED HERSELF.

Dezi just started a new Facebook Page for her cosplaying and random geexiness--please check it out and bask in its majesty.

You can also find her less dorkified modeling work on her original Facebook Page--OR, if the whole Facebook thing isn't your cup of tea, check her out at Tumblr, deviantART, or ModelMayhem


And because I'm feeling generous, I've put a few more pics of Dezi after the jump....but just a couple: Check out her sites and support her marvelous work to see more!


G'night!


Le Scoot

The End of a Short, and Essentially Rather Pointless Era.

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Hi!


I hope I can get out ot the habit of these super-late night posts....I need to sleep like a human again.


Anyway, I know I said I'd have a real article yesterday...or the day before yesterday...or whateverthefuck...sorry about that.


Right--well....I've stepped down from the post of Head Administrator of the Facebook Group I founded, developed, and ran for over a year (that's right--no link this time)

I've decided not to go into why. I'm tired of telling the story....If anyone REALLY wants to know, you can ask in the comments.

Anyway, I DO have another Group: It's much smaller, secret, and has 500% less butthurt whining (sorry...sorry--I told myself I wasn't gonna be bitter!). If you're interested in joining, message me directly on Facebook, and we'll discuss it.

That's all for now: I leave you with a slideshow I made of a very cool person I met through Facebook whom I've mentioned once or twice. Her name is Sarah Michelle: A gorgeous semi-pro model, a big geek, and a helluva nice gal.

Ladies and Gents: Zombie Sarah!

G'night!

Scooter Atreides: Admin-In-Exile

Dustin' off the ol' Blog

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Testing....

Testing....

Is this thing still on?

Hi folks....remember me? Scooter? Give it a minute...it'll come back to you.

It's been nearly a year (I think) since my last post. Many things have changed: We've lost some contributors....I've lost some friends....and someone who was more than a friend. I still run my Facebook Group--but I'm not sure for how much longer (seriously, if you're inclined to join--wait a few days first)

On the plus side, I'm still writing lists for Topless Robot :)



Anyway, with all the nonsense at FB, I thought it might be nice to get back to my roots, and raise TTOS from the dead.


I'll post a proper article on something actually interesting tomorrow--it's beyond late over here.

I bid you all good evening: It's great to be back....and for no reason at all, here's a screencap of a soaking wet Amanda Tapping with her shirt off:

Good night, friends!

Scoot

Anticiwaiting: Is It Worth It?

If you're a human over the age of ten, you know about waiting, in the same way you know about breathing and eating. (If you're not human, than allow me to be the first to welcome you and point out which meatsacks you should kill first, my Metal Overlord.)

Some people consider waiting to be the same as procrastinating, or just being impatient, whereas others see it as an activity in its own right. I'm in the latter category; not only do I think of it as an activity, I think of it as a noble endeavour. Pretty much the minute everyone heard of the internet, there were people decrying its promise of instant access to everything, wringing their hands and worrying: How can something have value if there's no struggle to obtain it? Usually, those people are luddites that would destroy everything that even looked like it might do something more than display sports (Hi Dad!), but there are those of us that hold similar, though nowhere near as extreme, views. We appreciate instant access, but also see value in waiting and joy in anticipation. Call us... Anticiwaiters.

I want you to think back to the Dark Ages, a.k.a the pre-internet era. Think back to when you’d go to your local newsagent or drugstore and pay for issue #147 of a comic you bought just because the muscly dude in the cool outfit punching a guy on the cover looked cool. You did this each month, until you had finally gotten a grasp of the goings on in the Comic Book Universe; you’d puzzled through retcons, reimagining’s, and rebirths, figured out who was really dead and who was really coming back, and you had finally come to grips with comic book logic. Then one month, you find that all you can think about is what will happen to Muscly Guy next month. His sidekick has been captured by Evil Man, for God’s sake! Would Muscly Guy get there in time to save him? He’d better, because Sidekick Boy is utterly useless, so there’s no way he’s getting out of there by himself! And so it began… a whole month dedicated to thinking about how they would get out of that situation, a whole month of scribbling crude drawings in your school books of your heroes being all kinds of heroic, then arguing with your friends at lunch about who was the fastest, the smartest, the strongest; all this to kill time until the next issue finally arrived. And at the time, you were relieved to finally have the answer to how Muscly Guy defeated Evil Man and saved Sidekick Boy.

But here’s the thing: What you just remembered was the waiting. Can you even remember how they won the day that time? I can’t. The anticipation, the waiting, those are the emotions that I recall the most. The Anticiwaiting.

 And this is why we really need to step back sometimes, as fans, and keep ourselves in the dark. There’s a multi-billion dollar industry dedicated solely to feeding you all the information you can handle about your favourite thing; games, comics, movies, music. This in itself isn’t a bad thing. Knowledge never is. But foreknowledge? That’s a different story. Do yourself a favour: Let yourself be surprised from time to time. Is it worth it? Maybe it is. Maybe it isn’t.
I guess you’ll just have to wait and find out.

Alan Rickman on Broadway = AWESOME

I totally heart NY.

Good Evening my Children. Your Den Mother has seen Alan Rickman live. And it was Good. One of many, many, many benefits of living a ~1hr train ride from NYC is that I get to see Broadway plays on a semi-regular basis. It would be more regular if I had more money. I was in the nose bleed section tonight (thankfully of a small theater so it wasn't TOO far away from the stage) and the tickets cost $82.50. Each. What play you ask? It was called Seminar. It was about 4 aspiring actors who took a titular seminar with a writer played by the wonderful Alan Rickman. Mr. "Sliders" Jerry Connell was also in said play. It ran only 1 hr 40 min but Oh. My. God. I now know what its liked to be fucked aurally. That's AURALLY not ORALLY, you perverts. Now mind you, I have known for many years that Rickman's voice is pure sex. But it doesn't COMPARE to a live performance. Anyway, the dialogue and monologues were outstanding. And I have now heard Mr. Rickman use "She sucked my balls so hard, I saw stars" in a sentence. For any who live in the tri-state area see. this. play. Anyway, I was tempted to wait around after the play so I could get the chance to thank Alan Rickman for fucking me in the ear for an hour and half. But we had dinner reservations at a restaurant where I learned a couscous dish could be so fucking good that it qualifies as a religious experience. So all in all, a great day in the City.

That's all. Have a wonderful evening.

FUCK YOU PIPA/SOPA

Liberty should not be Gagged

Good Evening My Children. Your den mother here wants to remind all Americans that we face a threat to our internet liberties. We face a threat that is hidden behind stopping piracy. This threat is in the disguise of the Protect Intellectual Property and the Stop Online Piracy Act (PIPA/SOPA). My children this is nothing more than threatening a VERY VERY big chunk of websites on the internet. If this act goes through, any site that has any video or image that is not their personal property or has permission to use said videos/images will be knocked off the web.

This act will NOT stop piracy. There are so many holes that will permit internet pirating to continue that its laughable. What will be endangered? Well this site for one. My review of the Tudors alone would blacklist this site. Topless Robot and Rifftrax will be gone. Any fan site for shows, books, movies, wines, any fucking hobby you can think of, will be gone. The disclaimer that we do not own said interests would no longer be enough to protect these sites. They would need PERMISSION from the corporations and individuals who directly own the property. SO all you Star Wars fans? You'll need permission from LucasFilms. X-Men fans? Marvel. Superman and Batman? DC. Any Pixar films? Disney. Its ridiculous and unfair. For those who want to do something here ya go!

http://americancensorship.org/

Most of us come to the Tao of Scoot due to Topless Robot. Help stop these bills or they will be gone.

I end with a great speech against another violation of Civil Liberties. Appropriately, this would be grounds for blacklisting the site under these bills.

"We cannot defend freedom abroad by deserting it at home." Edward R. Murrow spoke against the communist witch hunts of the 195os. Here we are defending the rights to freedom of information on the web. We cannot proclaim ourselves a free nation if we are so willing to trample freedom of the web in the hopes of stopping piracy.

Good Night and Good Luck