I first watched Back to the Future when I was about 8 and my family was staying at the Time Share we had in Taupo. I shared a room with my sister and we had a TV in our room. So, we went to bed and watched TV.
The Time Share had it's own channel, and the people who ran the place would hire some videos and play them back to back on this channel for about a week. (This is how I have seen the second half of Willow about a hundred times and the first half about three.) So, Back to the Future was on, and I didn't know anything about it except that I liked Michael J Fox. I'd had a huge crush on him since Family Ties. So my sister and I watched it together and really enjoyed it, and then when it got to the end it said "to be continued..." and I got really upset. I don't think I'd ever seen a movie before that wasn't an entire movie.
I've seen lots now, or course. It's kind of the trend right now in fact. What with Lord of the Rings and Kill Bill. 8 year old me couldn't really cope with it though. I had been cheated out of resloution. Of course, I didn't lose any sleep over it or anything.
Costume making is frustrating. Big thanks to Margie for lending me her sewing machine after mine stopped. I hate trying to make things fit me, and I hate when hems don't work.
Dress-making sucks, unless it works fine, and then it's wonderful. *sigh*.
It isn't really in my nature to post these, but this one is just so right. I can imagine it working for whiny cats too.
An exasperated mother, whose son was always getting into mischief finally asked him,
"How do you expect to get into Heaven?"
The boy thought it over and said, "Well, I'll run in and out and in and out and keep slamming the door until St. Peter says, 'For heaven's sake, Dylan, come in or stay out!'"
and here's a funny list. Who can resist funny lists? Not I!
Things to do while watching Lord of the Rings.
• Stand up halfway through the movie and yell loudly, "Wait... where the hell is Harry Potter?"
• Block the entrance to the theater while screaming: "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"
• At some point during the movie, stand up and shout: "I must go! Middle Earth needs me!" and run and try to jump into the screen. After bouncing off, return quietly to your seat.
• Finish off every one of Elrond's lines with "Mr. Anderson."
• When Aragorn is crowned king, stand up and at the top of your lungs sing, "And I did it.... MY way...!"
• Talk like Gollum all through the movie. At the end, bite off someone's finger and fall down the stairs.
• When Shelob appears, pinch the guy in front of you on the back of the neck.
• In TTT when the Ents decide to march to war, stand up and shout "RUN FOREST, RUN!"
• Every time someone kills an Orc, yell: "That's what I'm Tolkien about!" See how long it takes before you get kicked out of the theatre.
• Remove the top off your drink, then proceed to light the straw on fire and tell people in the seats around you about a great battle that took place in your cup long ago.
• Wonder out loud if Aragorn is going to run for governor of California.
...and finally something that could keep me entertained for hours and hours badgerbadgerbadger.
Home sick from work today, as my hayfever went mental this morning. I could NOT stop sneezing.
Had a sleep in and watched Dr Phil and have been working on my fairy dress. My machine had another paddy so I'm having a break just now.
Dr Phil was cool, it was about twins and how it's such an intense version of everyone's sibling friendships.
Got some links for interested roleplayers:
Kevin sent me this, which is a site about a changeling game. It has some pretty funny quotes. I laughed. It's also good to see that there are all-female roleplaying groups around.
Woops. Thought I'd try and link to the Buffy Game's swiki site, but it looks like I can't. Ah well. Probably for the best since anyone can log in and change it. I added a funny quotes page there after being inspired.
Now all I need is for Svend to update the Working South of the Border webiste so I can send him all my quotes to add to that too!
He would lick the nozzle of her Pump bottle while she was in the bathroom.
Can I make this image creepy without it seeming like a euphemism?
Find out next week
The problem I have with wanting to write a stalker story is that I naturally want to make it a man stalking a woman. This is based on some of the TV I've seen. But the people I know in Real Life who have stalked other people have all been female. There's lots of stories about female stalkers too. I've seen 'em. Including the Alicia Silverstone/Cary Elwes atrocity "Crush". (I only watched it for him. He's lovely.)
So why do I want to make the man stalk the woman? I just don't know.
The music in my head: "Stairway to Heaven". Don't ask me how I got that in my head, because I do *NOT* know.
I read "Alias: come home" by Bendis yesterday and it was great. The Alias comics are very very good. Film Noir but with an ex-superhero. It rocks, and this story was very sensitive and touching. They're also scary and funny and beautifully drawn.
Today I am reading a book called "Cult Movies" and I learned that Phillip K Dick did a lot of LSD and believed he was directly linked to God for a few months. And that is only the start of it, I mean I'm only up to B for Bladerunner, so I'm bound to learn heaps more exciting things.
It's amazing how very defensive people get when they say it wasn't their fault. It's awful really because it just makes you disbelieve them.
"The lady doth protest too much, methinks."
Lee sent me this rather patronising interview with Tori, which nevertheless makes me happy, because her new album is out on Friday! Hooray!
The interviewer seems to think it is impossible to understand Tori, and keeps saying this in different ways. Also says such things as "Amos lifts off into deep space at this point, leaving a trail of perplexing verbiage."
Now I've never met Tori, so I don't know how she talks, but that doesn't seem like a polite thing to say about anybody. Tori has sold millions of albums worldwide and has a huge following, so you'd think the interviewer would show a little respect.
Ah well, new tunes on Friday, all good.
I got this via email and thought I'd post it in an attempt to get everyone to post their new silly names up in comments.
The following in an excerpt from a children's book, "Captain Underpants and
the Perilous Plot of Professor Poopypants" by Dave Pilkey. The evil
Professor forces everyone to assume new names...
Use the third letter of your first name to determine your new first name:
a = poopsie
b = lumpy
c = buttercup
d = gidget
e = crusty
f = greasy
g = fluffy
h = cheeseball
i = chim-chim
j = stinky
k = flunky
l = boobie
m = pinky
n = zippy
o = goober
p = doofus
q = slimy
r = loopy
s = snotty
t = tootie
u = dorkey
v = squeezit
w = oprah
x = skipper
y = dinky
z = zsa-zsa
Use the second letter of your last name to determine the first half of your
new last name:
a = apple
b = toilet
c = giggle
d = burger
e = girdle
f = barf
g = lizard
h = waffle
i = cootie
j = monkey
k = potty
l = liver
m = banana
n = rhino
o = bubble
p = hamster
q = toad
r = gizzard
s = pizza
t = gerbil
u = chicken
v = pickle
w = chuckle
x = tofu
y = gorilla
z = stinker
Use the fourth letter of your last name to determine the second half of your
new last name:
a = head
b = mouth
c = face
d = nose
e = tush
f = breath
g = pants
h = shorts
i = lips
j = honker
k = butt
l = brain
m = tushie
n = chunks
o = hiney
p = biscuits
q = toes
r = buns
s = fanny
t = sniffer
u = sprinkles
v = kisser
w = squirt
x = humperdinck
y = brains
z = juice
Thus, for example, George W. Bush's new name is Goober Chickenshorts, and I am Zippy Apple Chunks. My workmate is Poopsie Gerbilsquirt which I find hilarious!
Wake up just before alarm, due to weird dream or sunlight. Alarm goes off at 7.40am. Moan about in bed for circa 20 minutes. Try not to be awake/Doze to Concert FM.
Get up have shower, return to room. Open curtains, this will wake up Lee, causing him to possibly get up.
Mooch about looking at internet, or reading while eating breakfast muesli. Eventually go to work. Work is 10 minutes away...actually it's a bit more and that's why I'm always a bit late.
Work. 9-10 is pre-opening and we do things like collect reserve books, clear the overnight returns, shelve, tidy up. Meetings happen at this time. Storytime preperation.
Work day consists of: average of two point five hours on the desk dealing with public. Shelving, Stock rotation (finding books on shelf and sending them to other libraries prompted by The List.) Lunch time one hour, two tea breaks at 15 minutes each. In which I eat junk food and drink water.
Most days I'll have either a class visit to do, or storytime.
Work finishes 6pm. I go home tired, bug Lee to cook or get takeout, or help him cook. I am a cooking wuss. I just never feel like doing it.
Then either people come over for roleplaying or Lee and I watch something. Never TV, always something off a DVD or something that's been lent to us.
Internet time happens throughout the day. I get reading done in my breaks at work and before sleeping.
Sometimes I'll get scrapbooking done in the evening, that's good fun.
Bedtime is usually around 10.30-11pm. It's too late for me, I'd prefer earlier, because I'm a nanna. I also come from a family that just goes to bed early!
Then I sleep and dream my weird dreams.
How exciting! I have been blogging for 70 entries!
Anyhow, last night Lee and I watched the extended DVD of Lord of the Rings, the Two Towers. It's about four hours long. I got a bit panicked as it was drawing past what I thought was the midpoint, but it just kept going and I was like, "shouldn't we have to change DVDs soon?"
The extra stuff is wonderful. Just like with the extended Fellowship it was all scenes added that I had missed from the book, and that explained it all heaps better. Lots of extra Saruman. Extra pictures of Legolas (sigh). I really enjoyed it, but I think I'll watch it in two parts next time.
I want an Ent.
Lee wants a Fellbeast.
Steve ran the Buffy game last night, and it was *so cool*! I had so much fun, and it really felt like an episode of Buffy, too.
My character gets the tragic love story, so that's great fun. Also, I don't think I've ever played a character so feisty and no-nonsense.
I tend to play easy going characters, but Joanna is an Ex-Vampire Groupie (from Buffy season 2, "Lie to Me") and very tough. I figured, she's seen all these vampires tear up her friends, so why would she be scared of the popular girl in school, or care much about a detention?
It's very liberating and good fun to play her, and I surprised Steve with my forthright behaviours. My boyfriend's a demon! Yay!
Besides how cool it was for me, it was fun to watch everyone else's stories unfold. It was all very Buffy-esque and scary. I am dying for my character to get in amongst them. Everyone's met up with each other but me.
Kudos to Steve, it was uber-cool.
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non-roleplaying related, Svend sent me two cool links today. The first is the one where you discover just how cute the common cold is. Too cute! Have a look around, there's the kissing disease under maladies.
...and here's the Azumanga Daioh original manga translated into English. It's a cool and funny comic about Japanese schoolgirls. I've watched the first few episodes of the show, which is based directly off the manga, has the same jokes and all.
While I was setting up for storytime I was attacked by a weta. *shudder*
I was innocently picking up cushions from the pile behind the storyreading chair and redistributing them onto the floor in the kid's area and there, in a partially folded cushion was The Weta.
It was a giant weta, menaing about 6 feet long. My workmate suggested it might be dead, I just backed away. Then my male workmate came and got rid of it our the emergency exit. I knew he could handle it because he's a Dad. Dads have to do that stuff.
I am still in shock from my horrific weta experience, but I expect a full recovery once I've had a lot of chocolate.
Music in my head: The Landlord's Daughter song from the Wicker man.
"I sing of a baggage whom we all adore
The Landlord's daughter!
You'll never love another
although she's not the kind of girl that you's take home
to your mother!"
Book just finished: Crown Duel by Sherwood Smith. Thank you Evie, it was great! Perfect pitch medieval fantasy with a feisty heroine. (Although I did find her a bit thick in the first half, but that was sort of the point, so it's OK.)
Now I have a really good idea about how Eavan* is supposed to behave at formal occasions, and I will be able to pull it off better. Hooray!
Also reading: Blue Monday; the kids are alright by Chynna Clugston-Major, which is silly/sexy/grossout teen comedy in comic form. Very cool.
Craft: bought dress fabric and patterns on Saturday and yesterday made a mock-up for a fairy costume. It's strapless so will require boning. Erkh!
On the other hand I made the mock-up out of cherry printed fabric that is so cute I'll be able to wear it if I put in a zip and add some straps. I'll look all fifties with a bit of Sex and the City thrown in. (I hope!)
Anyway it turns out that I have room to swim in a Simplicity size 10, so I'll be scaling down the pattern pieces for the Real Deal in green silky stuff.
Dinner last night: Left over pizza from Friday and some toasted vienna loaf with fancey garlic olive oil. Lovely. Strawberries for dessert.
Strawberries are very tasty and cheap right now. I'm loving it!
Current Gloat: I won my first game of Princes of Florence on Saturday. I just had a really good game, it was great. Perhaps wine helps me play?
New idea for a scrapbook: Get another big album and put all in the pages I make featuring photos older than last year, and that will be my "Past" album. Then everything I do about current events is in my "Present" album. I'd do it, except I'm worried I'll have too many albums.**
*Changeling character, knight in training, heir to Dukedom.
**Albums so far: A4 album, general. 12 x 12 album, food. 12 x 12 album, general. A4 album, costumes. Small wooden album, apartment being built.
My sister and I went to visit my new baby neice on Saturday morning and we both had a cuddle. She is tiny and cute, she pulled weird faces at me and made a funny little 'heh heh heh' noise a couple of times.
I took a photo of my sister holding her and she took one of me holding her. Both my brother and his wife were pretty worn out. Neither had had enough sleep. My brother looked the worst actually and I had lunch with him to try and get him to relax. After nearly falling asleep on my couch he went home to nap the afternoon away.
Hopefully baby and mother can get home soon, but it's probably for the best if they stay in hospital until they're sure everyone's alright.
I am an aunty! My brother's wife gave birth last night to Zelda. She has reddish hair and weighs in at 4.2 kg. It was a bit of a difficult birth, so Zelda went into neonatal over night. She should be coming out this afternoon. My parents are coming into town to see the whole new family unit today.
Hopefully I'm going tomorrow. Photos to come...
Bad news: our computer died last night. Fingers crossed that Lee can work his puter magic on it.
Since I set this Friday theme, I'd better do it :)
On Wednesday night I had roleplaying. Giffy, Svend, Margie and Jon were all there playing Working South of the Border. We were most of the way through the game, up to the last climactic battle scene when Giffy's boyfriend Erik arrived. Erik is also Svend's brother.
As is the way at our apartment, he called from the main building door and we buzzed him in. I went to open the apartment door to let him in and there was a person dressed as a tiger there. I let this person in assuming it was Erik.
Let me just say something here, people in animal costumes, or with full-head masks freak me out. They also freak Margie out. The tiger walked in, went into the kitchen, DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING...we were all treating the tiger as if it was Erik. After he hadn't said anything for a while we went, 'hey wouldn't it be weird/freaky if this isn't Erik..." Then the phone went, and it was the intercom. The tiger left as the phone rang and it was Erik at the door!
We all freaked out a lot at this point. After a bit, there was a knock on the door and I went and looked through the peephole. It was the Tiger! I ran off and sent Jon to scare it away, I told him to "take of it's head!". (In a scooby-do find-out-who-it-is way, not a Queen of Hearts way.)
Jonathan played peeping round the corner games with the tiger, who wouldn't go away, and there was no sign of Erik. Or was there?
I took a photo of the tiger peeping round and it ran off laughing in a very-Erik like way. But when the tiger first appeared, it was too short to be Erik, and had more belly.
Giffy realised there was a bag hidden just by our door, she brought it in and it was Erik's, with Erik's things in it. So now we were pretty sure who the tiger was.
Giffy watched at the peephole for the tiger to come very close. When it did she flung the door open and roared. Then the tiger took his head off, and it was Erik, and he came in.
We all told him off, and then he explained that his other brother Paul was the first tiger and had hired the costume just so he could do that kind of thing.
Brilliant. Made for some great photos, too.
Yesterday morning I dreamed that in an effort to escape the evil mages, I transfigured myself into a whale. An excellent plan, except that I did this on a street a good few blocks away from the ocean.
Once I was a whale I figured this out, and tried to make my way to the ocean by rearing up and balumphing down. Thusly moving along the road. Of course, when they aren't in water whales begin to die, so my balumphing strategy didn't get me very far.
I have wonderful images of the cars in the street that I squashed with my enormous bulk, because they weren't expecting a whale from above, and couldn't get out of the way fast enough.
I'm pretty sure I didn't make it in this dream. Whales just can't travel easily on dry land.
Leason is this: If you transfigure yourself into a whale, make sure you do it in the ocean, stupid!
How can I feel like a sell-out at storytime?
Easy! Read the Cancer society's publication "Undercover Cody and the Magical Backpack". Ok, so it's sunsmart week and that's a pretty noble cause and they sent us balloons and stickers to hand out to the tykes.
But this book....it's poorly written. I would never read a book I think is poorly written at storytime. Except I read this one.
Even worse, it came with "The Sunsmart song" think 'if you're happy and you know it clap your hands' but it's "If you're sunsmart and you know it clap your hands" they're not even trying!
It's got awful verses "put your hat on your head clap your hands...Try to stay in the shade clap your hands...Now you're sunsmart and you've shown it and we're really proud you know it"
There's no way you could get me to perform that at storytime. Well, I guess if someone paid me money just to sing it I might, but I'd feel like a sell-out.
It's not really that bad. Especially since I read "The Smallest Turtle" by Joy Cowley after, which was one of my favourites as a kid.
To the sea, to the sea....
Saw Matrix Revolutions yesterday, It made sense, which is more than I can say for Reloaded.
I enjoyed it, but it dragged and I got a bit bored in parts. I wasn't very affected by the emotional stuff, and I don't really know why. Maybe we shouldn't have gone to see it 'first thing' on Sunday.
Watched "Singin in the rain" which I know own on DVD and enjoyed it much more. Filmmaking doesn't have to be super-complex to be good. Lee doesn't like musicals as a rule but he didn't complain at all during "Singin'" and even laughed at some of the jokes. I think that shows just how great a movie it is.
Went a bit nuts at the 20% off DVD sale at Whitcoulls on Saturday. I got: Cowboy Bebop 4, 5, 6. So now I have them all, except the movie. Yay me!
The Adventures of Baron Munchausen, because I loved it as a kid even though it scared me a bit
Not Another Teen Movie, because it's funny, and the DVD has cool extras.
Lee got Spiderman, XMen boxed set, Shakespeare in Love and the Matrix.
We've pretty much doubled our DVD collection. Yay!
Recipe for a wonderful scrapbook page.
Begin with something important. A photo, or set of photos, a ticket, a card, a letter. These are just some of the things you can use. This will be the reason for making a page, and its theme.
Choose a colour you like and find a piece of acid-free paper that suits what you're using. For the purposes of this demonstration I am using photos of my sister as a ballerina and a muted yellow paper with pinks in it.
If is imperative that the adhesives you use are acid free if you are using photos. Acidic glue can damage your precious photographs. Archival spray is available, but expensive. Archival spray renders papers acid-free. This is useful for including tickets to the ballet or letters from deceased relatives.
Begin by cropping the photos to a pleasing size. It is good to remove unnessary space that is not taken up by the subject of the photo. However, bear in mind that some background details may provide important historical information later on. To crop photos you may use scissors, a craft knife or a specially designed photo cropping paper cutter. Scissors with decorative edges are available and these make charming patterned edges to paper and photos.
Decide what elements you want to include on the page with the photos. For this page I have made a small lacey ballet dress, and have spelt my sister's name in heart shaped beads on a piece of thread. Remember that less is often more, and you can always add things on later.
Arrange you elements on the paper with the photos in a pleasing manner. There are several approaches to this. You can plan obbsessively, moving things around and achieving "perfection" or you can take a more intuitive approach and stop when you like it. Ideas books are available which demonstrate successful layouts. These are helpful if you feel lost.
Remember to leave space for a heading for the page, and possible some text. In my example, I am using the beaded name of my sister as part of the heading. I am also going to write the word 'Ballerina' using fancy lettering.
I have arranged three photos on the page, and am putting the heading half way down and two the left, in between two photos.
Once I have decided on layout, it is time to affix photos to the paper. As I said earlier, acid-free is imperative. I use photo splits, which are like tiny scraps of double sided tape. I put one (or half of pne if I'm feeling frugal) on each corner of the back of the photo. It is very important that you put the adhesive on the back of the photo. Then peel off the photo-split backing and adhere to the page.
Affix your elements using acid-free adhesives. Photo safe glue is useful for such things as tickets. Glue dots are available and useful for beads, shells and small decorations.
When writing your heading and any text, or journalling you wish to add to the page, remember the acid-free rule. There are a huge range of acid-free gel pens available in many pretty colours. Don't worry about making mistakes, as you can always stick something over the top of it. Don't worry if your handwriting isn't perfect, it adds character. If your handwriting is truly atrocious, you can always type it up, print it out and stick it on!
Some important points to remember for journalling. Who is in the pictures? Why are they there? What are the dates?
You can also include quotes that seem appropriate, slogans or song lyrics.
Your page is now finished! Congratulations! Insert into an acid-free scrapbooking album or frame to display on your wall.
It's a lovely sunny day, and I'm stuck at work. When I'm finished I might go to the Gardens or Oriental Bay and enjoy the evening sun.
Since we finally have a working fridge again, and Lee's sister is coming over for tea tomorrow, I'm going to do some grocery shopping tonight too. Then I'll scrapbook a bit.
Until then I'm at work. A grumpy old lady just got me to turn off the music (Crowded House, Recurring Dream. Not offensive in the least, but there you have it.) I'm doing a class in about 40 minutes, we're doing Sophisticated Picture Books at the moment, which means pop-ups and books without words and suchlike. It's a good fun topic that the kids enjoy.
We have a very impressive dragon pop-up book on loan from Central library. That's my favourite one, but it's getting a bit old and worn out.
Round Trip by Ann Jonas is also a classic. It's all in black and white, featuring a very straightforward story about a family's day outing. The kicker comes when you reach the end of the book (high up a skyscraper in the city) turn the book around and follow the family back home. All the pictures upside down show the journey back. A marsh with big plants on the way in is a fireworks display on the way home. It's an amazing book, and one that probably has to be seen to be believed.
I'm a librarian showing it to classes now, and I remember being at a class visit being shown it by a librarian. Talk about a round trip.
You know those fake children that you see in craft shops right? You don't?
They're dressed in proper kid's clothing but made of fabric and they're always turned to the wall with their be-hatted heads in their arms as if they're either counting to ten for hide and seek or crying. They kind of creep me out because the first few times I saw one I thought it was real.
Well, today at lunchtime I saw a kid interact with one of these fake kids outside the (ironically enough) Save the Children shop. This little boy had seized the fake girl's head and was repeatedly bashing it against the window, like a particularly violent action hero.
This made me laugh. This is a four year old braining a fake four year old. OK, so it's sick and twisted, but it is funny! Four year old Die Hard in the streets of Ngaio on a sunny day.
Then his mother caught up with him and said "leave her alone!"
We are, each of us, angels with one wing
and we can only fly by embracing one another.
Lucian de Creszenza
This reminds me of a short cartoon I saw in "Animation Now!" at the Film Fest. It was called "Town of the one handed". Everyone helped each other to do things because they only had one hand each.
Then someone came along selling prosthetics and everyone had two arms and could do things on their own, but then they got lonely and threw away the replacements.
It was a sweet story, but the animation didn't do much for me.
Would you believe that I am *still* humming "This is how you remind me" by Nickelback??
I got rid of it on Friday night and then Lee started singing it on Saturday morning. It was relatively quiet yesterday, but now it's back with a vengeance. I must put some music on to drown it out.....
Oh woe, woe is me.
This morning in storytime I used two "Sole!" books, which are written by a Wellingtonian and fully multicultural and wonderful. It is so hard to get picture books that are actually set in Wellington. I read "Sole! goes to the stadium" and "Sole! learns karate".
I was a bit worried about the karate one since it uses Japanese words, but one girl watching asked to take it home, so there you go.
81. I am a member of the Jacqueline Wilson fanclub. Her books are mostly popular with tween-age girls (8-12), but I took the ones I own on holiday with my girlfriends in 2003 and they all loved them too.
82. I am a believer in roots. That is if I'm going to write poetry, I should read the classics. Same with movies. You have to know the roots of things before you start something new.
83. I don't want to work for a living. I want to be left alone to learn more things and visit people and do my crafting.
84. I have a lot of "brilliant" small business ideas.
85. My best dreams feature the beach and swinging very high. I almost never fly in dreams.
86. In my teens I went through a phase where my nightmares were about being in situations where I had to sacrifice others in order to save myself. Not literally sacrifice, but leave them behind with the monster kind of thing.
87. When my dreams get too gory or scary I wake myself up.
88. I believe in a soul. I don't know if it's immortal or not, but I picture it as a golden glow that follows the line of the spine but rests in your chest.
89. I learnt a card game called "beanie" in Auckland. I have taught it to lots of people in Wellington. It rocks.
90. Whenever I say "it's up to you" I use the sing-song inflection Mabel used for that phrase in The Pirate Movie.
91. I love sing-alongs, which is totally lame. But there you go.
92. I said "How Bizarre" before the song came out. Like a year before it came out.
93. Regs and I coined the term "Styley" after I misspelt it on a Dead Pen cartoon.
94. The Dead Pens are me and Regs. We wrote lots of cartoon adventures for them which we found hilarious but very few other people agreed. We wrote them in class in third form.
95. The Smiley faces is a cartoon Giffy and I made in fourth form with help from Chelle.
96. I was obsessed with Batman after Batman Forever came out. Since then I've toned it down to buying Nightwing trade paperbacks. (Comics...)
97. I like Simon Holst's 30 minute spagetti bolognaise recipe.
98. I prefer canned tomato puree to canned tomatoes. Always use tomato paste.
99. Lush products furnish my bathroom. I am especially fond of Back for Breakfast shower gel, Buffy the Backside slayer and Dreamtime bath melts.
100. I want to be a superhero. The powers I'd like are: flying, invulnerability or regeneration, superspeed and strength. SuperJenni!
My hobbit name is Lily Bramble of Willow Bottom. My elf name is Uruviel Lossehelin. I would rather be an elf, but I think I'm probably a hobbit. Mostly because I am short and I love food. I don't have curly hair or hairy feet.
My pirate name is Red Jenny Bonney, but if I decide I like a blend of colours more then it's Calico Jenny Bonney. I think it's good that I'm descended from Ann Bonney.
What a co-inky-dink! My workmate just sent me this website, in which I can find out many many names for myself. Including my smurf name. Hee!
If I put in Jenni I'm cleft palate smurf, which I'm not terribly happy with. If I put Jennifer then I'm Jojoba smurf, which I find much cooler.
I can just imagine little smurf me, scenting people's shampoos, Body shop products and correcting the pronounciation of my name. (Ho-ho-ba thank you.)
I look forward to finding out what smurf you are, dear reader....
Also my Jedi name according to an old email used to be Jenlancer of the planet Monofeme. Now it's Jenmirage of the planet Monofeme. (This is the first three letters of your name combined with the model of car and you're from the planet the last drug you took. Monofeme is an all-girl planet, and quite densely populated too.)
According to that website my Jedi name is SANJE KNWEL of the planet Monofeme, which I like less. Mostly because Sanjay is an Indian boy's name and Apu's brother from Simpsons.
A while ago I was telling people (not without some misgivings) that I am over action movies. I said that because all the mainstream action movies lately I just so haven't been interested in. Bourne Identity revolted me, it was so gross and the violence pissed me off. I dunno, I just didn't like it apart from Franke Potente. (Swoon..)
Anyhoo, I thought that all the artsy film festival movies I've seen have made me a bit of a film snob who doesn't like those predictable action films.
However, I've just seen Kill Bill and I loved it. Granted, it isn't your average Hollywood movie. I'm still not going to go to the latest Tomb Raider or anything. BUT this movie made me feel like I was 16 again seeing "Broken Arrow" or "Independence Day" with Regan :) Yay!
Kill Bill is funny. It has style coming out of it's ears. It's beautifully filmed and slick and just. so. cool.
Of course, the entire time I was watching it I was thinking "I could cosplay that..." I'm tempted to do the trademark yellow bloodstained tracksuit of Uma's. Which is a bit grotesque but *so cool*. I'd also quite like to do Gogo the insane Japanese schoolgirl/bodyguard. I don't look nearly Japanese enough, but she was pretty cool, and the costume would be easy enough to do.
I love the anime part of Kill Bill. Reminded me of the ones I liked from Animatrix: Kid's story, Detective story, the New Renaissance. The music all through was very cool too. Might go looking for the soundtrack.
I am on cosplaylab now! Go tonew cosplayers and I'm right there! A new cosplayer!
JOY!
ahem. I suppose it's a bit of a worry just how happy this makes me.