Disordered Thoughts and Curmudgeonly Ramblings
…and two downloaders were crucified there also, and they did call Him a noob and play Him videos of Rick Astley…
22: And Pilate posted a comment reading JESUS KING OF TEH JEWS FTW!!!1!!
23: And the High Priests posted an owl captioned O RLY?
24: And Pilate posted a response reading YA RLY
(not intended to cause offence, I’m just messing around with language here *g*)
Tell them I hate them!
Final proof of the existence of the monster of Glamis!
Hey, go read the Wikipedia article and tell me the description ain’t dead on.
Late 2010
This was a link to that terrifying Humpty-Dumpty Cadbury commercial from the UK. You can probably Google it.
Shame it was from such a crap episode. Although the “Paint Your Wagon” bit was pretty good.
Best ever line from The Simpsons?
“They put us on the Waiting to Exhale waiting list but they said don’t hold your breath.”
(Yes, more padding to fill in the days until I can make a proper entry)
What hovercraft!?
Aureum solium deficeret. Cadaverosus imperator mortetur. Humana imperium incidet tenebris.
I’ve been practising my Latin (atque legebam Albus Nanus.)
Proper updates soon!
Later: Well it turns out my Latin sucks. I’ve fixed it now. I think *g*
Various updates and the passing of the Modern Major General
It’s Canada Day today, and as a consequence JJJ Breakfast kept playing O Canada (the Canadian national anthem for those who require such enlightenment). I couldn’t help but notice that it (or at least the arrangement they were playing) bears quite a resemblance to part of Handel’s Water Music. This is not of any significance at all, just something I noticed 🙂
Similarly the guitar riff on the Grates new single Burning Bridges I believe it’s called, is taken directly from Pachelbel’s Canon. Again this does not signify.
On the subject of Canadians (which we were) everyone is probably waiting with bated breath (OK, maybe not) to hear how our expedition to the Supanova event on Sunday went. Well it really requires a full write up rather than the short summary I could fit in here, but suffice to say it was a fun day, despite my making a total fool of myself in front of Jewel Staite (which, lets face it, was likely to happen no matter what ensued).
(Jewel is Canadian, hence the segue – you knew that right?)
On a sadder sci-fi note I have to pause to mark the passing of Don S. Davis – perhaps most familiar as General Hammond in the Stargate franchise who passed away on Saturday at the age of 65. He will be missed.
As a rather inadequate tribute I here reprint the sonnet dedicated to General Hammond’s head I wrote many many years ago for a fanfic challenge…
I sing to all of Hammond, George by name,
The modern Major Gen’ral, it is said,
That many sing of valour, and of fame,
But person’ly I sing about his head,A crown of marble it was once described,
By Hathor (she is evil, also old),
Her hair was artificial, you decide,
Perhaps beneath that wig she too is bald?,But back to Hammond’s head, it well could scorch,
The eyes, reflecting any source of light,
By flouro-tube or halogen or torch,
By sun or moon a beacon shining bright,The thing to note the most of Hammond’s hair,
Is just the fact it simply isn’t there,Enough said.
