Go to Google, type in “weapons of mass destruction,” and click the “I’m Feeling Lucky” button. Hee.
Working on WIAN, it greatly amuses me to find that “doxy” is an archaic word for “prostitute.”
Thanks to the more than two dozen people who emailed me, informing me about the Erlkonig, a poem by Goethe…(etc)
Do I sound at all sarcastic when I say this?
::gets back to work::
What threat to the Bush administration are you?: a Democrat
LJ Unique Interests Meme:
alan cumming’s various accents — ’nuff said.
blaise’s gender — again, I’m shocked to be the only one.
fandoms endorsing bestiality — good gravy, do ALL my fandoms endorse bestiality?
fluff-free carrot/angua fic — because there is far too much C/A fluff out there.
fluffy kuroro — my one weakness!
percy/oliver slash — how am I the only one? *boggles*
the klatchian dragon — shhhh! my evil fanfic, muaha.
wi-not-trei-a-holiday-in-sveden-this-yer? — too much Monty Python is bad for the brain
worshipping monica — that’s Izcovich, not Lewinsky.
Whee! A highly amusing evening. We, that is Luke, T-Barr, and Megan, went to Matt’s for swimming and a movie-fest. I arrived at 5:15, but it took us over an hour to actually get into the pool. (“But… aren’t there bears outside?” –Luke) Once in, about 75% of the time was spent with T-Barr squirting Luke with hose on the pool cleaner machine thing. I used my digital camera (*gasp* I haven’t gushed about him here yet! My graduation present, I got him two days ago. My ikkle baby!) to record moments of “boy touching” and other bits of general t00bery.
We started to get humgry, so we waffled a bit on food, and eventually decided to go to California Pizza Kitchen. While we were there, however, it started to storm. Because CPK is on a corner, and two walls are entirely glass, we got slightly nervous when winds became so fierce that branches were ripped off trees. We laughed at the poor sods whose cars were most likely damaged by a massive branch as big as the cars themselves. (“Um… now would be a good time to repent, guys.” –Luke) I remember Alicey telling me something about a hurricane where she lives, so I deduced that we’re probably getting some of that. After more massive falling branches, a loss of power, and quite a bit of hail, we decided to split.
(in the car)
Luke: Is anyone religious?
::silence::
(later)
Matt: Hey, I prayed! I said the Lord’s Prayer!
Me: I thought of the scene in X-Men when Nightcrawler prays!
Luke: I don’t think it works for you to think of a fictional character praying… unless that fictional character is Jesus. And I don’t think Nightcrawler is Jesus.
Matt: That would be cool, though. If he was Jesus.
Me: It would.
Matt: I wonder if Jesus had large nostrils?
All: *laughter*
Matt: Marcelina would take up Christianity just to stare at his nostrils.
Luke: Wouldn’t that be a sin? Like, thou shalt not covet the Lord’s nostrils?
Upon arriving back at Matt’s house, we first checked to make sure our cars had no hail damage, then watched “Nightmare Before Christmas,” one of the movies I brought. My train of thought: “Pirates of the Carribean” = nifty –> Johnny Depp = huzzah –> Johnny Depp = “Edward Scissorhands” (rented!) –> Tim Burton is my God. –> “Nightmare Before Christmas” (rented!). Yay logic. I also brought “Spaceballs” and LotR, because they are the only decent movies I own.
Megan and I discussed the merits of various men in LotR.
Megan: I don’t get what everyone sees in Orlando Bloom. He’s not that hot.
Me: Yes! And why choose him when you could have Billy Boyd, with a Scottish accent?
Megan: My friends and I decided that the thing about guys in LotR is that we couldn’t date Orlando Bloom because his hair is prettier than ours.
After “Nightmare,” we watched a highly on-crack anime called “Dragon Half.” Then, to reassure our brains that good anime still exists, we watched the “Animatrix,” which kicked several diverse types of butt on many different levels. It was very reassuring to see the nifty CG in “Flight of the Osiris” after a week of in-progress (and therefore low render quality) G.I. Joe at Reel FX. Of course, the on-crack quotient soared as time went on, but oh well. All was merry and good. Tra-la! I went home, read a few pages of The Well of Lost Plots and went to sleep. And here we are.
I love how I spend two weeks trying to get in the groove of researching new Book 5 info for WIAN, and as soon as I really get going and start to enjoy myself, it’s time to leave for a swimming/movie watching party at Matt’s house. Curse my infernal sense of timing!
All JETS will no doubt find this very, very amusing.
Fans of Alan Cumming and/or Scottish accents in general: whee!
Bonus Edit: Apparently he’s been cast in the movie of “Phantom of the Opera”, supposedly coming out in 2004. Dame Rumor has narrowed it down to one of the opera managers, either Monseiur Andre or Monsieur Firmin. Rather convenient, as their big number, “Prima Donna,” is one of my favourite bits in the show. Huzzah! He will be the only redeeming aspect of this movie!
Hee! Just saw “Pirates of the Caribbean” with Matt, Luke, T-Barr, and several dozen deranged Ren Fest-ers dressed as pirates. I loved it! Too funny for words. Well, the movie was hilarious, but the audience was too funny for words. The evening was spent making snide jokes about Johnny Depp’s sexuality (fabulous, fabulous performance), Orlando Bloom’s attire (with plenty of LotR jokes thrown in the mix), and the Keira Knightley’s chastity (or lack thereof). Plus the occasional audience-wide “Huzzah!” and “Yaaaaarrrr!” at opportune moments. Go see it with a big group of friends! Because the only thing better than pirates and zombies is zombie pirates! Arrrrr!
Edit: Wow. I have to quote Rave in her drunken yet masterly review of this movie. 4.attn. fandom: captain jack/the steering wheel on the pearl is the new harry/draco. theirloveissorotational. thisat is all. thank you.