Friday, May 1, 2015

'Grimm' 4x19 'Iron Hans' Gif-Tweet-Cap: Hexen-Puberty

"Iron Hans" is one of the few Grimm episodes with no monster of the week, although it does have a murderous Wesen of the week. Unfortunately, it's somewhat forgettable in comparison to what is going on with Juliette. The following gifs are also available on this Tumblr post.
We start with boys being boys: catching a cute furry bunny for dinner. It's the Wesen Boy Scouts, learning a valuable lesson on hunting and devouring poor innocent creatures.
Later, Adalind shows Renard her baby bump, and his first reaction?
When she explains that the baby is Nick's he's even more shocked. And even more shocking than that? Nick is the only person she has slept with since the pregnancy. Renard calls for Nick, but he seems confused by the idea that he could have fathered her child... since he only slept with "Juliette," after all. Does that mean the baby is genetically Juliette's?
Then, Adalind gets rapey again, forcing Nick's hand onto the belly containing the baby she conceived through raping him.
Despite the rapey stuff, Nick develops the instinct to protect the innocent child just in time: Juliette shows up to rip Adalind's throat out. Nick grabs Juliette's arm to push her away, which proves to be a big mistake, at least from Juliette's insane perspective. She takes that to mean that he is choosing Adalind over her because becoming a Hexenbiest has turned her into a 5-year-old with frequent terrible-2-year-old tantrums.
Adalind has said that they will need to dig up her mother for some not-so-fresh Hexenbiest remains to be mixed into some sort of nasty potion that will probably taste as good as Juliette's new face. Later, Nick brings Adalind to the spice shop so she can help with the cure for Juliette. Rosalee wonders who Adalind's latest "sperm donor" is, but the answer is way to soap opera for her.
Oh yeah, there was a main plot in here somewhere. Whatever. The daughter of the guy who runs the camp killed innocent people because she was left out of the boy's club, and got a taste for human blood. Then she gets stabbed by her final prey and dies in her daddy's and brother's arms. Crazy weird biotch.
Juliette throws the worst two-year-old tantrum of a lifetime, tearing up generations of Grimm books and setting the whole trailer ablaze. To be extra evil, she gives Nick a call to make sure he understands just how happy she is to ruin his life.
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Thursday, April 30, 2015

Z is for Zen Habits

I already spoke a bit about the Zen Habits book that I backed through Kickstarter when I wrote about "Habits" on H-day. It's the first tool that has ever actually helped me keep to my habits. As I discussed before, my first habit was to do daily pull-ups, with the goal of doing acrobatic tricks on my outdoor chin-up bar at some point, the way I used to when I was younger.

Well, I haven't reached the goal yet, but I'm getting closer. Now that it's warm outside, I can actually use the full outdoor bar instead of my doorway bar to do the chin-ups. And look at that view! Now, that's a true zen habit!


And a few tweets about #ZenHabits:
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'Elementary' 3x21 'Under My Skin' Gif-Tweet-Cap: New BFFs!

"Under My Skin" was one of the most disturbing episodes of Elementary in a while. It was a very good episode, but parts of it were a little too much like CSI for my taste. The following gifs are also available on this Tumblr post. The podcast I co-host is not yet available for this week, but you can subscribe on iTunes for the latest episodes.

The episode begins with Alfredo gaining his 5-year AA chip. Yay! But Sherlock is mainly focused on another man: someone who is obviously not part of the group, as he is carrying a flask of alcohol and thinks that Step 5 is the same as the slogan for the coffee he happens to be drinking.
Meanwhile, a horrible murder takes place in which two paramedics are shot and their ambulance is stolen along with the sick woman they were carrying.
The killer picked up the casings, but misses one: and Sherlock retrieves it from a grating. This casing leads them to a douchebag named Wallace Turk, who refuses to say a word on where the missing woman was taken. Sherlock decides to bypass Turk's uncooperative attitude and figure it out himself by inspecting the bottom of Turk's shoes. Turk has a mini freak-out a bit while Bell and Joan ignore him.
The shoe has dirt from a salt marsh, and Turk's phone leads them to the exact salt marsh they are seeking. Unfortunately, the woman has just been killed.

Sherlock realizes that Lloyd, the man who intruded on the AA meeting, may be following him. Of course, Sherlock follows him back, wanting to know why he's following him. Lloyd refuses to say, but Sherlock refuses to take no for an answer. He threatens to expose their fake "tragic love affair" in a very public fashion unless he obtains the answers he seeks.
It turns out that Lloyd is actually following Alfredo, and that Alfredo is in some sort of "big trouble."

The autopsy indicates that the victim was a drug mule, but her roommate says she had gone to Brazil for gastric bypass surgery. The food in the victim's fridge indicates that she truly believed she had the bypass, and didn't know she was turned into a drug mule.
The proof is that her Brazilian doctor has gone into hiding, is married to Turk's sister, and stole heroine from the hospital where he used to work. And now they know that he stole so much that they would have needed three drug mules, meaning there are two more victims.
In the meantime, Sherlock looks into Alfredo's trouble and confronts him with it: he's been breaking into cars using Castle security (his old employer) and moving them a few feet. He's doing it because they not only fired him, but accused the five-year-sober man of using drugs. How dare they! Alfredo just wants Sherlock to butt out, reminding him that he's his sponsor, not his friend.
Watson and Bell pay a visit to Dr. Ward, a dentist who has been allowing a drug cartel to do business at his facility. They use him to get a meeting with Janko, the Serbian drug lord, so they can use him for information on when the heroin begins to be pushed out for sale. Since they've already got their eyes out for it, they'll know if the Serbians buy it, and by feeding the info to the cops, they can push out the competition.
CLYDE MOMENT! Joan looks like a proud mama watching her cute little turtle-son.
When Janko is murdered, Dr Ward begins freaking out: he somehow gets his fingers cut off by a rival Chinese cartel, and tells them where the bodies of the other two drug mules are hidden, saying he heard the cartel talking through the air vents.
The bodies had been filled and sewn up with rocks before being dumped, but the filament used to see them leads straight back to Dr. Ward: it's commonly used in dentistry. He's got all sorts of excuses, but the best explanation for the whole gruesome affair comes from Sherlock: Dr. Ward is simply ridiculously bad at being a criminal.
Then they proceed to trick Ward into making a full confession by showing that a Chinese drug lord has given him up. His own lawyer warns him that it's a trick, and that the man is a cop, but that doesn't stop him. In the end, the fake Chinese drug lord is the cop who will process his arrest. All Dr. Ward can do is smile at Bell on his way out, as if he's saying "Nice trick" and "Wow, even I didn't realize exactly how much of an idiot I am."
Sherlock sends an urgent text to Alfredo for help with his addiction, but never shows up for the meeting. Later, Alfredo is confronted by a couple of cops who accuse him of stealing a bunch of cars and moving them to a garage. Of course, Alfredo has an alibi which is on camera, because that's exactly how Sherlock planned it.
Alfredo confronts Sherlock about his method of protecting him... and about moving all those cars himself... and about being involved in the matter at all after telling Sherlock to butt out.

Sherlock promptly fires Alfredo from being his sponsor so they can be friends. Alfredo seems delighted by the idea, apparently so he can mess with Sherlock right back, starting with jokingly asking whether he can ask out Joan. Hopefully this means more Alfredo!
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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

For Yoda, Y Is

Love Yoda, I do.
All I need to say, that is.






#Yoda tweets:
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X is for XXVIII

The Roman numeral XXVIII is equal to 28. I chose 28 because it was my favorite body age. I say body age because I'm not talking about my how I felt emotionally or anything like that. I like knowing all the things I know now, and feeling more calm and comfortable in the world.

The reason I liked the way my body felt when it was 28 was because it was old enough to not be a little girl body, but young enough to do just about anything I wanted to do. My back wasn't going out every few months, and I could run and do some acrobatics without any problem.

I don't have any videos to represent my body's age at 28, so I simply made a video of my hands doing a "2," then an "8," while holding my phone between my knees. Silly, I know.


Here are a few tweets about #XXVIII:
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Monday, April 27, 2015

W is for Whiteboard (Everything)

I'm loving all the new whiteboard and dry erase surfaces available. My favorite are the new whiteboard notebooks, where the "whiteboard" is actually a page that feels much like regular paper. The feel of the pen and the way it writes feels similar to a regular ballpoint pen, and has no odor. It's fabulous!

I can now take my weekly notes about the various shows about which I write and record podcasts, then erase them when I'm finished. Weekly shopping lists and daily "to do" lists can be written down then erased without having to type them into a phone.

There are also whiteboard stickers and papers that can be attached to almost anything. You can even apply whiteboard paint to any surface! The technology is much better now, because the ink can be easily erased with no ghosting, even if you leave the ink on the page for a long period of time. Awesome stuff!


Here are some tweets about #whiteboard paper, stickies, notebooks, and more:
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Sunday, April 26, 2015

V is for Vector Graphics

I'm really excited about this one, mainly because I've never before created a gif such as the one below, and also have never even done this effect on an image before now. The gif below illustrates the difference between a regular raster images and vector images.

Raster images are made up of individual colored pixels. This is why you can't increase the size of a raster image without causing pixelation. A vector image, on the other hand, is made up of lines and shapes that are created using mathematical formulas. Vectors can be increased in size without decreasing in quality because the formulas always stay the same, and are simply displayed in different scales. They are characterized by smooth lines.

Of course, the easiest type of image to vectorize would be one with simple shapes, but you can turn almost anything into a vector by simplifying it. For the following image, I simplified it using a threshold adjustment in Photoshop, then imported the result into Illustrator and converted it into a vector with smooth lines. Oh, and it doesn't have to be in black and white, by the way. I then opened the first image back in Photoshop, duplicated the layer, created a frame animation, placed the vector image, then tweened from the first image to the second. And there you have a clear example of the difference, from raster to vector in one gif!


Here are a few other examples of #vector graphics:
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