Any fool can criticize, condemn and complain...and most fools do.
- Benjamin Franklin

i'm in gryffindor!

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Tee-shirt origami

Holy hell, man. The Japanese can even make folding shirts cool.


cheers to the anal-retentive Jubilee for finding it

Sad, yet I think some of my friends might score even lower

20 Questions to having a Better Family

Your score as a human being is 30.



This makes you like The Sopranos.

Holy crap. This is some serious malfunction you've got in your family. It's like baked ziti of anguish set off by a romaine salad of conflict and a nice Merlot of denial. Your parents would cheat on each other in a heartbeat if they could find anybody but each other that could tolerate them. Your siblings blow hot and cold, and by "hot" and "cold" I mean "intractably selfish" and "desperately codependent."

Don't feel bad. This is the score my family gets, and we're not bad people. Mostly.

In honor of the RNC in NYC

Thought I'd display this AP report from a little ways back in the midst of the Republican National Convention.

I believe Freudian slip is a term with which we are all familiar, if only from college Halloween parties.
Bush misspeaks, says his administration seeking 'new ways to harm our country'
Thursday, August 5, 2004
AP Breaking News

(08-05) 10:48 PDT WASHINGTON (AP) --
President Bush offered up a new entry for his catalog of "Bushisms" on Thursday, declaring that his administration will "never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people."

Bush misspoke as he delivered a speech at the signing ceremony for a $417 billion defense spending bill.

"Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we," Bush said. "They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we."

No one in Bush's audience of military brass or Pentagon chiefs reacted.

The president was working his way toward a larger point. "We must never stop thinking about how best to defend our country. We must always be forward-thinking," he said.

White House spokesman Scott McClellan said Bush's misstatement "just shows even the most straightforward and plain-spoken people misspeak."

"But the American people know this president speaks with clarity and conviction, and the terrorists know by his actions he means it," McClellan said.
My favorite bit is how "no one in Bush's audience ... reacted," as if that phrase was to be expected.

I'd credit the writer, but the e-mail didn't have any further info.

p.s.

Hiya back, Jubilee! Sorry if I made you late for your ride, there. It was very nice indeed to at least get to IM with you. Cross fingers we can work out the timing in October.

Hope the triangle-karma thing is working out better now, Miss Shoujo-Anime-Life.

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Monday, August 30, 2004

Yet another HP4 flick update

In the best bit of Harry Potter-film casting news since Alan Rickman as Professor Snape, Miranda Richardson has been cast as Rita Skeeter. So, so glad. Like Rickman, she may not look the part, but she sure as hell can act it. Perfect.

Books of the summer

A pointless list of the things which I read this past summer. This is so I can clear out my "been done read" list, which probably won't be updated much now that classes are back in session. I read a lot of crap this summer.

God bless 'em for having a sense of humor

Today's the first day of the RNC. I'm sure my friends in NYC have already suffered for the stunts pulled by the protesters with more "ideals" than brains. I envy you neither the influx of Republicans or the coinciding influx of avid anti-Bushers. Still, I felt the need to show that not every any-Busher is a complete idiot, nor do they lack a sense of humor. Re: this past Sunday's events for Billionaires For Bush: RNC Extravaganza:
Billionaire Croquet Party
10am, Central Park, SE area of the Great Lawn (View Map)
500,000 anti-Bush protesters will be barred from Central Park so that we can play croquet. Part of our "Keep off the Grass" campaign to privatize Central Park. Bring your croquet sets, badminton sets, and other uppercrust lawn games. Billionaires should not gather in groups of larger than 20, as it would be awfully out of character to get arrested!

Million Billionaire March
Noon, Outside front of Plaza Hotel (59th & 5th)
Billionaires for Bush from all across America -- from Beverly Hills to Grosse Pointe to Wall Street -- will converge on the streets of New York for a massive "Million Billionaire March" to celebrate President Bush's favoritism towards the corporate elite. With a combined net worth of over $1,000,000,000,000,000, join the Million Billionaire March as we overwhelm UFPJ's tiny 250,000 person march. Limo and marching band to accompany; formal attire required.
I love the idea of protesters marching in ball gowns and white ties. How fahbulous. Anyone know if they actually pulled these off?

I am without box

What box do you get put in?

You have no box -- you don't really fit into any of the categories that people issue. Preps call you 'geeky,' Freaks call you 'wussy,' Gangsters think you're uptight, Goths think you're a nice person, but a little out of it, and Loners want to kill you, but not for any particular reason, and they'd probably like you if they weren't being guided by the violent voices in their head. Geeks generally like you. You don't really feel a desire to 'fit in,' but you don't really feel the need to make a big deal about it, either. You might like classical music.


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Strangely enough, this is possibly the most accurate result I've ever received from an online quiz. (Yeah, actually, I do like classical music. What of it?) Cheers to BlueMedea for writing it and Angry Rabbit for pointing it out.

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Yet even more fabulous English toilets

Ooh, check out the snazzy johns!
Loo in running for design award
A state-of-the-art public toilet has been shortlisted for a national architectural prize.


The design aimed to change the image of the dark, smelly public loo.
And yet, sadly, the public doesn't seem to appreciate entirely the fabulousness of their johns:
Parish council "snubs" modern loo
A public toilet shortlisted for a national architectural prize has been "snubbed" by a parish council who dislike its state-of-the-art design.


[...] In a letter sent to New Forest District Council (NFDC), Nina Ball, chairman of the parish council, described the toilets as "totally unacceptable to the village of Brockenhurst" and not "in sympathy with the surrounds".
However, they apparently already have plans for the old "dark, smelly public" johns the fabulous trophy johns have replaced:
Public convenience to become flat
A couple have applied for planning permission to convert a public convenience into a one-bedroom flat.


[...] Mr Cubby said: "By the time we've landscaped it, you won't be able to tell it was a public loo.

"The ladies is going to be a nice-sized bedroom and there will be a kitchen/living area where the gents used to be."

Fabulous!

I just loved the headline on this one:
City's fabulous loos recognised
Oxford is fighting off stiff competition in the race to win a top loo prize.

Saturday, August 14, 2004

This dork's double-takes

One, Jude Law, master of pretty-boy hotness, is "an avid comic book collector."
"I still go to comic shops, Forbidden Planet, and look through back issues of the ones I love," he said. "I was a big fan of Johnny Nemo and Strange Days, Parallax, you know those? But I haven't gotten into anything recently, not like I did with [Alan Moore's] From Hell and Watchmen."
Which is just so durned cute of him, really. Care to come over and peruse my comic book collection, Mister Law? rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Two, aging master of hotness, Ralph Fiennes, is going to be playing ("say WHA?!") Voldemort in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. This makes sense, in a way, as the actor kind of looks like the older version of the kid who played Tom Riddle in the second film. Still, they chose a short, ugly dude (albeit, very talented) to play Sirius and chose a handsome fellow to play freakshow Voldemort. Why? Why? Why do they do this to me? I'm so confused.

Connection between these items? Ahh.... Hm. Well, I do believe that Mister Fiennes starred in an ill-fated film adaptation of Mister Law's beloved Strange Days back in the day. Ta da! Oh, and they're both freakishly pretty yet shaggable Englishmen. There.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

Language question for the general readership

Voldemort. Would that be translated as Flight of Death or Flight from Death? My French is super-rusty.

I'm bored, but I can't bring myself to look at my Japanese flash cards right now. They're such a mess.

Friday, August 06, 2004

Things I have done about which none of you will give a hoot

  • went to NYC Ballet's evening performance of "Russian Tribute", part of NYCB's Balanchine 100 Celebration and their summer tour (Saratoga Performing Arts Center, Saratoga Springs, NY)
  • went to Prince's Musicology tour concert in Hartford, CT (present from my eldest sister) with my mom, eldest sister J-- and her son S--
  • went to a Yankees-Toronto game with Mom and my nephew S--
  • seen As You Like It (Shakespeare & Company, Lenox, MA) and A Midsummer Night's Dream (Williamstown Theatre Festival, Williamstown, MA) with my mom, my sister J--, and my nephew S--
  • visited Six Flags The Great Escape with my nephew S--
  • went to the Manchester United-AC Milan match at Giants Stadium with my sister J--, my nephew S--, and my mom, mere hours before J-- and S-- flew back to France
  • finally saw Shrek 2, Spiderman 2, Troy, and Fahrenheit 9/11
The ballet was lovely, but too modern for the angry lesbian sitting in front of me. She didn't like the fact that there was so much focus on the male dancer in "Apollo," and whispered harshly throughout that dance to her milder-tempered life-partner. I thought nasty thoughts at her and she had the decency to disappear after "Apollo" until the third act. Hoo-ray for the awesome power of my mind! Go 'way, stoopid, ill-educated lesbian! And get a better haircut! (Well, at least the first part took.)

As no one I know, outside of certain members of my family, cares for Prince, I won't rave for three paragraphs on how wicked awesome his concert was in spite of the deep-set lameness of the Hartford jerks in attendance. I will note that the floor of the Hartford Civic Center was so filthy that it took great effort on my part to detach my feet from said floor. So much effort, in fact, that I couldn't jump in time to the music when prompted to do so by the Purple One. Others in attendance complained of the same. Those floors were nasty, and not in a Janet Jackson kind of way.

Both of the Shakespeare productions were very good and managed to be fresh interpretations without going too crazy in the reinterpretation. Rosalind in the Shakespeare & Company production and Hermia and Puck in the Williamstown production were the stand-out performances. I sincerely hope to see all three of them go on to bigger and brighter productions, but not too soon, as we can actually afford to see them in regional theater.

Six Flags was kind of crazy, as we went on a weekday and there were nearly no lines at all. This meant we got to ride rollercoaster after rollercoaster with nearly no break in between. By the time I'd ridden The Comet twice in succession, I was feeling exceedingly nausiated and had trouble walking. My nephew was miffed by my weakness, but, in my defense, we'd had about three-and-a-half hours solid of rollercoaster riding and I hadn't eaten yet that day. (I was attempting not to hurl the warm bottle of water I'd chugged just before getting on The Comet, in case you were wondering.)

We went to the soccer match the next day, surrounded by Liverpudlians and Irish and English and Australians. It was fun. My nephew was sorely disappointed by Man U's loss, which shouldn't have happened. I discovered that professional soccer, when played by non-Americans and seen in person, is actually rather entertaining. It's like basketball, only on a much larger court and played with the feet. It continues to be mind-numbingly boring when viewed on television. I still prefer baseball.

Thursday, August 05, 2004

"The filthy monkey, it plans..."

Check out the tiny piece of story by Warren Ellis.
That sort of thing had been a local problem since I was a boy, when Farmer Hobble contracted the fabled 'terrible cock-mange' from the sheep who ate the dumped army chemicals and learned to have sex in the missionary position.
baa-aaa-aaa!

(You might also want to look here for more Ellis short stuff.)

Friday, July 23, 2004

Hecto- erm, Hulk SMASH!

Why no one appreciate daring vision of Ang Lee? Aaargh! Ang Lee genius! Maybe panels on screen gimmicky, but him try something new. When last time you try something new?! Ang Lee willing to work in unfamiliar genres. Him brave like Hulk. Hulk wish for him to work on Hulk 2, if he willing, but Hulk understand if he not want to. Ang Lee like Hulk: He not stay in one place for too long. Him working on gay western right now. That prove Hulk's point. If him not do it, maybe Darren Aronofsky or David Gordon Green. Someone with unique vision that not so stuck on action clichés. First studio exec to suggest Joel Schumacher get smashed!

Happy birthday

As my birthday present, my mom took me to see the Yankees play Toronto today (well, now it's yesterday). It was a brilliant present, as the game was very good. First, I got to see El Duque pitch in his second game since his return. Second, Ted Lilly was pitching for the Blue Jays, and I've liked Lilly for a while now, in spite of his dodgy control when he pitched for the Yankees. (I'm still pissed off about that crap trade of Lilly for Jeff "I Suck" Weaver. Bleh-phooie Weaver. At least Lilly could earn a W on a reliable basis.) El Duque struck out ten, though he struggled a bit. Lilly was solid, though he had a shaky beginning. Lilly had a no-hitter for about, what, four innings. Neither of them allowed a run into the seventh, when relief stepped in to take over the mutual shut-out.

Very exciting, in spite of lack of Jeter. My nephew managed to spot Jeter on the bench using my binoculars, which was sweet of him, but I wish I could have seen Jeter play, especially since we were seated to the left of home plate (heh heh heh, cackles the pervy Yankees fan).

At any rate, Lilly and El Duque were quite good and the bullpens both held so the game went nil-nil until the bottom of the 9th, with two out, and the three of us hoping the game wouldn't go too far into extra innings as we were all very hungry. BAM! Ruben Sierra, one of my mom's favorites, hit a walk-off home run and the game was over in very dramatic fashion, with a nice, low score.

Huzzah! The Yankees yet again give me a very lovely birthday present, winning 1-0, even making sure my favored Lilly doesn't get the L. Cheers, boys!

Wednesday, July 14, 2004

But...but...no one's seen that one!

Sugar Kat = Shizuku

"You're like Shizuku, from Whisper of the Heart!

"You're very creative and enjoy reading. But you can't just live in fantasy and books forever -- you have to have dreams of your own. You do have talent! It's just a matter of finding and polishing it. School may be boring but it can give you the knowledge you need to accomplish your dreams."

Which Miyazaki Heroine Are You?
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Sunday, July 11, 2004

Void

Why can't I open my comments? I just want to see what people had to say, but I click and I click and nothing happens. Why does nothing happen? Does the Internet hate me? I think the Internet hates me. Hate hate hate. Why does it hate me? Is it because I take too many of those (stupid) quizzes at Quizzilla and Memegen? Is it because I take those (stupid) quizzes at Quizilla and Memegen and then post the results in my blog? Is it because I occasionally link a lot in my posts, like the one below? Is it because I'm on the ass end of the Negative Karma Sink(tm): Internet Version 2.0? Is it because I'm a brunette and gentlenets prefer blondes? Why? Why can't I open my comments? Why?

Friday, July 09, 2004

Returning to Goblet of Fire

Went to my sister's, got sick, did some shopping. Came back to find this stuff on the CBBC website about casting announcements for the fourth HP flick:

I'm not sure about the choice of directors, as Mike Newell is responsible for celluloid crap like Four Weddings and a Funeral and Mona Lisa Smile. Not sure if that's an improvement over the jerk who helmed cinematic fecal sludge like Mrs. Doubtfire and Nine Months.

("Who?" you say? Well, look them characters up here.)

Other newish members of the HP cast listed (and linked) here.