Urban fantasy writer, journalism student, geek, political junky.
About Marci Sischo
After watching her parents murdered by a mugger in a back alley, Marci Sischo grew up vowing to become the world's greatest detec -- wait, that's Batman.
Theorizing that one could time travel within her own lifetime, Marci Sischo stepped into the Quantum Leap accelerator and vanished -- no, no. That's Dr. Sam Beckett. Drat.
Marci Sischo grew up in northern Michigan, and moved to Oregon in 2009. Yes! She's the Commuter's webmaster, pursuing a journalism degree at LBCC, and in her dwindling spare time, she's co-authoring an urban fantasy novel.
I was just heartbroken when Google announced it was axing Google Reader and I haven’t found a replacement that I like anywhere near as well, yet. I don’t exactly trust Facebook to get RSS feeds right, but at least it would be part of an ecosystem I use a lot, which was one thing Google Reader had going for it.
What I would like to see is one of these social media networks implementing an easy way to incorporate a site’s RSS feed into your newsfeed. I thought for sure Google would do it with Google+ when they shut down Reader, but so far, not a peep from them that I’ve heard.
I mean, sure, I could follow a lot of these sites on various social networks, but let’s be honest, here. For the majority of sites I follow – news sites, tech and social media blogs, that sort of thing – I couldn’t really care less what other garbage they’re pumping out to their social media platforms. All I want is their written content, neatly aggregated somewhere easily accessible and not bogged down with introductory crap. Just give me your damn stories, people.
If Facebook could offer that, I’d be all over it like white on rice, folks, and I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one.
Once called Riviere des Chutes by French Trappers the Deschutes River feeds our beers and souls alike. Merci.
Here’s one that’s clean and refreshing enough for the long haul, but fully graced with hop aroma, malt heft and clear craft passion. Sit back, relax, and let the subtle pleasures reveal.
This is a busy little beer. It’s full of citrus and nutty flavors, highlighted by a piney, juniper taste. It’s really nice, and I expect it would go especially well on a hot summer evening.
I’ve been pretty pleased with everything I’ve tried from Deschutes, so far, but this one’s a definite favorite, I think.
The Federal Bureau of Investigation is once again hunting for the body of former International Brotherhood of Teamsters President James “Jimmy” Hoffa, whose mysterious 1975 disappearance remains unsolved.
The government executed a search warrant Monday in a grassy field in Oakland Township, Mich., about 45 miles north of Detroit, Robert Foley III, special agent in charge of the FBI’s Detroit office, told reporters. The search is “based on information that we have involving the disappearance of Jimmy Hoffa,” the Associated Press quoted Mr. Foley as saying.
Seriously, they are never gonna find this guy. I’m almost 100% positive that these searches are the police equivalent of sending the new guys to find the board stretcher.
Yesterday, our friend Clay sent James and me a link to Ingress, the augmented reality game. For those of you who haven’t stumbled onto this thing yet, James described it as “Foursquare with space noises.”
You play Ingress on your Android smartphone, and the app is basically Google Maps with an overlay that shows where “portals” are in your area, and lets you collect “exotic matter” (XM) as you wander around town. You collect exotic matter to level up and use special abilities against portals to either protect or attack them.
There are two sides to the game, the Resistance and the Enlightened. The backstory gets more involved as you go along, but so far as we know at the beginning of the game, this XM started kind of appearing/invading the world. So far, it’s not doing anything. The Enlightened think the XM is made of puppies and rainbows and will save the world. The Resistance, not so much.
“I’m not sure which side to pick,” I said last night.
“Which side would you pick if this weren’t bullshit?” Jim said.
“What do you mean? Like, if this were actually happening?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, pfft, easy,” I said. “Resistance. This can’t possibly be good.”
“Right? It’s a no-brainer!” James exclaimed. “No good ever comes of superior, mysterious forces that appear out of nowhere.”
Mark our words, Enlightened. This will all end in tentacles, madness and creeping dread.
What both stories boiled down to is that the NSA was scooping up all of everyone’s phone and Internet data, possibly illegally and certainly without telling anyone, and then sharing it with at least one foreign government, IE, British intelligence agencies. Read more >>