You hear that, Mr Andersen?

Sauron, Bacon, Fug, Batman...

Sauron in spaaaaaaace!

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Someone once bought me a Goblin Teasmaid, which was an alarm clock/electric jug combo, so you can have a cup of tea when you wake up. That was fairly cool, but how cool would it be to be able to Wake'n'Bacon? (There are some other interesting bits there, including a lamp that pulses to your heartbeat.)

Speaking of random links, I'm not sure I understand the point of magazines like Woman's Weekly when you have websites like Go Fug Yourself. I remember Morgue saying that sites like Fametracker were part of the problem, rather than part of the solution, and I suspect that GFY falls under the same rubric.

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Some friends came over and we watched the original Batman movie - I had forgotten how violent it was, and how many people Batman killed. (I'd also forgotten how bad the costume was. ;) I enjoyed the film, especially the buildings of Gotham, though I found it weird how weak Kim Bassinger's character was portrayed to be - she is meant to have been a war photographer, but all we see onscreen is her being squeamish and ineffectual, and her only active and vaguely effective action against the Jocker is to use her feminine wiles. I guess it's no more realistic to have all heroines sassy and ready to knee their captors in the groin than to have all heroes be chisel-jawed martial artists... but nevertheless, I was kinda surprised. As amphigorey pointed out, at least she removed her high-heels before trying to run around. ;)

Incidentally, hot buttered rum is an excellent way to use Danish blackcurrant rum. Very yum indeed. :)

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I drove into town yesterday in the hopes of joining the Film Society, since they didn't appear to have anyone manning the booths at MFC ticketing or the theatres when I went looking on Saturday. I was too late - everyone had gone into the movie. But a helpful theater staffperson directed me at a guy standing in the hall to the theatre, who pointed out that the booking form actually has the option to join the Film Society. (If the MFC booking guy had pointed this out to me on Saturday, it would have saved me a lot of trouble - he seemed to be pretty surly, though. I guess it's not a job that's much fun.)

This, combined with the fact that I'd actually managed to find a park outside Arty Bees, meant that I decided to buy a book of Native American folktales and the Latin textbook that I had in third-form (which was published in 1938, if I remember rightly). It's surprising how many memories the textbook evoked... it reminded me of flipping through an old copy of the Monster Manual last year. Okay, I may have gone a geek to far there. ;) I was actually looking for books in a number of series that I collect, but I've been unsuccessful so far - I suspect that it's something to do with the fact that if they're good enough for me to collect, they're good enough for people to not sell. :)

Okay, I started writing this four days ago - time to publish, methinks.

Posted by svend at June 28, 2005 5:13 PM