OmNomNomNom.com. If you’re not saying ‘Om Nom Nom Nom’ out loud at the same time as looking at these pictures then you’re doing it wrong.

All I’ve been doing for the last four hours is clicking on the fairly new “Random Image” and “Blast from the Past” links located just to the right of this here entry, and enjoying the two and a half years worth of archives here at Ye Olde Synthesis Magazine Blog. What is it about the passage of time that makes blog posts so much better?? For example, this post basically sucks dick right now. But in a couple of years, when it comes up on the “Blast from the Past” link I’ll be teary-eyed with sentimentality over it. Ahhhhh time!

So in an attempt to make my life even less private than it already it, I joined yet ANOTHER social networking profile site last night. Yeah. However, there is an upside. The site is called Goodreads and it’s about books. Like the kind you read. Your profile is basically a virtual bookshelf, including books you’ve read, are reading, and plan on reading. You add friends, seemingly just to be able to lurk at what their reading habits are all about, essentially allowing you to ascertain how smart or dumb they are (or at least are trying to appear to be). Kind of a snoozefest but hey. At least it’s fucking free. Anyways, most of the people who read this blog probably haven’t read a book since Hatchet in 6th grade, so I probably won’t be seeing you on there. But hey, you never know. Maybe George Plimpton is up on this piece! Add me son!

EDIT: Well I guess George Plimpton is actually dead. That’s dumb. I wonder if ghosts have some networking shit going on. I mean, they do have Instrumental Transcommunication and all. If you’re the ghost of George Plimpton manifest some shit and get online man. We can totally chat.

2007 isn’t even over yet, but it would be pretty damn hard for anybody else to create a science-fiction as immersible as what I am about to share with you! But first, I’m going to rant the apparent differences between Commercial and Independent media. (skip the next paragraph if you don’t care).

Traditional television and it’s disruptive, incoherent nature have been miserably failing to the likes of ‘user generated’ video media. It would be my (presumptuous?) assumption that people are simply tired of reality television shows, sitcom’s repetitive story-lines and sugar-coated premises with no present-day relevance; besides the fear factor. Nothing too surprising, the commercialism that fuels it’s creation has diluted it’s quality. While in the inter-world, YouTube offers user-generated content that cannot be persuaded by profit.

‘Afterworld.tv,’ is a prime example of this tantalizingness we know and love as ‘Independent Media.’ It is an on-going Cross-Platform Science-Fiction Internet Series that took off with a quiet bang early 2007. Took me 8 months to stumble-upon this Sci-Fi series, but only 3 hours, 30 cups of Maté and a lot of ‘wow’ factor to zip through all 53 episodes (and rising). Every second I was on the edge of my seat, intensely involved and interested in it’s mind-blowing take on the end of the world. If you are like me, and delve into the end-of-the-world type sci-fi, this is right up your dark alley!

Each episode of Afterworld is 3-5 minutes long. Each one a tastefully and masterfully digitally animated wonder manufactured to leave you hanging from a 1000 foot cliff; every damn time. The creators release a new episode daily, Monday through Friday, with a recap video every Saturday.

A little background on ‘Afterworld:’ Afterworld is a premise based on the life of a man named Russel Shoemaker from Seattle. Russ takes a business trip to New York, one that is supposed to change his family’s financial life forever. Radical change was in his future, but not the way he expected. Upon waking up in his 4 star hotel room and making a trip to the lobby, he was shocked when there was nobody around. It didn’t take this frightened city-slicker long to figure out an unknown and very mysterious event had occurred which resulted in the disappearance of 99% of the population, and the extinction of technology and electricity. At first Russ is scared and lost, without a plan. But as time goes on, he finds other ’survivors’ and learns more about his own humanity. His decision to make a 3000 mile voyage back Seattle to reunite with his family comes quickly; and this ill-planned voyage becomes a discovery of the truth, accompanied by a plethora of clues that obscurely outline the cause of ‘The Fall.’

Watch the very first episode below, you’ll be hooked like a heroine addict. (minus the track marks) fish. (that was bad)

Remember, new episode shorts are released Monday-Friday! (I just watched episode 54, can’t wait for 55!!!!)

The Whitest Boy Alive is some German spock shit and features one of the dudes from Kings of Convenience which isn’t really saying much. However, the video for the song “Golden Cages” is actually kind of legit. If you get off on stupid optical illusions and mind effs like I do you’ll enjoy it. Otherwise, you should google “2girls1cup” and see what happens. Really you should.*

*Actually you shouldn’t.

Hey there, remember when To Catch A Predator went to Riverside, CA and had a woman act like a 13-year-old boy to lure in creepy old men so Chris Hanson could pwn them?

Her name is Del Harvey, and she’s pretty much my ideal woman.

I also found her MySpace. Afterwards I neglected to take any further action because I would imagine she has a strong aversion to people who solicit other people on the Internet with romantic interests. Plus, I’m really shy, even on the Internet.