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I've been looking into fanmade Ace Attorney  casemakers, because God knows I think writing these things is, if possible, even more fun than playing them. The AA wikia has a decent list of the computer-based ones -- I was about to say "PC-based", but at least two of them seem properly mutli-platform: The Ace Attorney Online casemaker professes to work on any platform that supports a full Firefox installation, and PyWright should work on any platform that supports a Python interpreter. (They also miss one that's specifically for use on DS flashcards that support homebrew software, Ace Attorney DS . I have an R4 -- never you mind what they're  usually  used for, they are fantastically handy if you are easily bored on public transit and need to play Day Of The Tentacle  on your way to Quincy -- and while the program is an obviously amateur work and can be a skosh touchy about things like 'being the first app run after bootup', it does do what it claims to...

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You remember when I linked to Daniel Radcliffe 's guest stint on QI, and pointed out that he seemed to be a smidge terrified of Stephen Fry, despite the fact that he nailed the responses to several of the obscure historical questions that the panel wasn't even supposed to be able to answer? And Fry was trying so very hard to encourage him to have a conversation that didn't involve stuttering and accidentally calling him 'Mr Fry, sir'? He has apparently gotten over it.  That's from The   Daily Mail , so you can ignore all the words on the page that aren't "Daniel Radcliffe hugs Stephen Fry goodbye outside of a restaurant somewhere in London," because they're probably either scaremongering or lying outright, but that's basically what happened. Not terrified anymore! Hooray! Other than that, my only observation is that I thought Radcliffe ended up taller. Emma Watson must really be tiny.
Stephen Fry is one of those people to whom I am eternally tempted to send a lengthy, complicated letter, detailing exactly what I think of him and why. It's not quite as bad as it sounds -- usually the urge strikes when I start to get the feeling that someone is completely oblivious to some fundamental aspect of their personality that makes people like  them. The problem is that there are really only two ways to react to getting mail like that from a complete stranger: to be charmed and deeply touched, if somewhat at a loss for what to say in response, or to lie awake at night wondering if it's time to put sturdier set of deadbolts on the front door. I generally go with Plan A when these things land in my inbox, which occasionally they do, but I haven't spent most of my adult life fending off people who saw me do something interesting once on the telly and now, fifteen years later, are thoughtfully sending me friendly warnings about the lizard people and handmade tinfoil ha...
While I've been working and sewing and primping and occasionally feeding the rodents entire bananas because I like to see them pretend to be little cave-rats falling upon a whole dead mammoth in their savage hunger (not very well -- I should note here that if I don't pull some of the peel off the banana, it takes them a good long while to scrape together the motivation to chew their way into it), I've had a constant stream of stuff running on YouTube. Most of it has been a British show called QI . QI  is technically what's known as a panel quiz -- these are not much seen on American TV anymore, although they were popular on the radio in the 1940s and 50s. The object is not so much to know everything and be right, as it is to share random information and be hilarious. Hollywood Squares  is probably the closest that's been on TV, although it's been off the air for a while, and in that case the celebrity squares got to be funny while the competitors were alarming...