In a corner office on Microsoft's leafy, low-rise campus in suburban Seattle, a bespectacled, slightly portly middle-aged man has been packing up his belongings. Bill Gates logs off today after 33 years in day-to-day control of the world's biggest software company.
Gates, 52, is retiring in order to spend more time giving away his $58bn (£29bn) fortune.
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One of the things I love about my job is that my photoshoots can vary wildly from one another. This morning I might be doing a simple product shoot, while at night I might be going to a morgue to photograph dead bodies. Not that I'm belittling product shoots—in fact, they have a meditative, in-the-zone effect on me that I really look forward to when I get them. But this is for another post.
Anyway, about two months ago, FHM editorial asst. BA and their mascot, Bong (a.k.a. Superbong!), joined a cosplay competition for a feature. BA was decked out as Hellboy and Bong as Street Fighter's Dhalsim. While they were having their makeup and body paint done, I, comic book fanboy that I am, snatched up the Hellboy props and handed Mae my camera for a quick pitik. Well, BA, who weighs three times more than me, filled out the costume better and even won an award in the competition. For the whole low-down, the feature appears in this month's FHM.
is the new X-Files!
Just finished watching the first ep, and it's great! Being a brainchild of JJ Abrams, Fringe definitely has a Lost feel to it, which is awesome when you think about it—shock twists, grand conspiracies, smart storytelling—now place these in an X-Files setting, and it makes so much sense. Oh, if you haven't seen it, be warned that the first scene is as gruesome as it gets, but I'm thinking a chunk of it might be cut out when the show officially airs.
Simply put, the best audio-visual experience I've had in a cinema to date. It's been showing at the IMAX theater for over a month now I think, and the play dates are getting scarcer (lately, only twice a week), so do catch it before it vanishes altogether.
Was able to round up some family members about a week ago to watch it, and we had our senses flooded by the sheer bitchassness of the whole thing. Well, for me at least, the first two songs alone were worth the price of admission. Now, I'm not a diehard fan of U2 and neither is Cel, but these guys do know how to perform, and by the end of it we were both resolved to catch the real thing when they get here (November nga ba?). Hell, even Leelee, whose songs are mostly limited to Disney and High School Musical, we've caught humming "Sunday Bloody Sunday" while playing with her toys. How cool is that?
