Gordon White’s Posterous

Show and Tell for the Digital Age 

Horse Lover's Monopoly

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I don't think I want to meet the person who has this game and actually wants to engage in the mock selling and trading of horse breeds, especially when the goal is to get a monopoly on horses. I can just imagine someone winning this, holding the property cards close to their crazed eyes and shouting "I got all the horses!" I think this edition could be improved significantly if they added the word "Pizza" to the end of "Horse Lover's," especially if they sold it in Quebec.

Splendid collection from the always awesome Topless Robot. Read them all!

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Royal Academy courtyard

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Russell square in autumn. Splendid.

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How good are translations?

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Family Guy maze cut into corn field at farm

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This rocked my world. Rocked. My. World.

The Chaos Scenario from Greg Stielstra on Vimeo.

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A computer mouse sandwich

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Hugh Hancock’s Top 5 Machinima: The State Of The Art

Machinima, the art of making films in computer games, is a fast-moving target these days, writes the movement’s leading exponent, Strange Company production house co-founder Hugh Hancock.

Many people will have seen some of the works that put the term on the map - Red vs Blue, or Male Restroom Etiquette. But did you know that machinima is now producing arthouse historical movies, alternate-reality Clockwork Orange-influenced sci-fi, or World Of Warcraft flicks that look like they were made by Disney?

Here are my picks of today’s best yardsticks in the craft (a lot has changed since two foul-mouthed marines asked why they were fighting some blue guys)...

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James in Richmond... Little bit homo

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Haggling for Hot Dogs

Buying a hot dog is an essential, unquestionable transaction, the lowest common denominator of American commerce. The sale of a hot dog delivers about the same amount of marginal satisfaction to the buyer, who gets -- by my reckoning -- about 40 cents worth of food, heated and assembled nicely for $1.75, and to the vendor, who makes something like $1.35 for three moves -- unfolding a bun, tonging a hot dog, and splashing on some relish. No sales, no specials, no markdowns. Day in, day out, clear and glorious. No one screws anyone. The emptor is plenty caveat.

That's why I wanted a deal.

I've always understood that certain transactions are designed to be pushed back and forth, made with the expectation of counteroffer, laid on the table in order to be hashed out for weeks or bickered over for mere minutes in the halo of a streetlight. I like getting my price, something that acknowledges my end, makes me feel my business is appreciated. In my time I've struck deals with landlords, car mechanics, electricians, house painters, cable guys, real estate agents, drug dealers, with bullies, bosses, pimps, pit bosses, and local politicians. These people expect no less; negotiation is their creed. But I wanted to test myself.

Read it. It rocks.

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