Day: October 13, 2008

Trust my dad to say something offhand, thus getting me worried.  He says he’s got my birthday present already (a month early) and hopes “I won’t be too offended.”  Now I am scratching my head and thinking…. uh, sheep dip maybe? A month’s supply? 5 autographed copies of “Grandma was a Nudist”?  An etching entitled “My pet elephant cotched leprosy”? MP3s of the family favourite Cthulhu carols? The permanent roving family fruitcake, which is so old that lawyers are prepared to argue it has become a commensal, sentient organism able to communicate and abide by the law?  Mind you that would be cool, all my friends would want to get a good look at a sentient fruitcake, especially one that did sound painting by knocking pieces of desiccated fruit together.  And you do have to get very close and hold your breath, because it tops out around 20 dB and it claims you lose the point of the performance if it’s amplified.  Ah, artistes.

What is an eccentric?

Buffy season three continueth, semper ardua ad nauseum, and now I feel like the scales have fallen off my eyes. Now all I want to do is watch my favourite episodes in no order and then maybe make popcorn.  By the way I just made up the latin tag because they constantly shoot Latin in the groin and leave it to die in that show, by damn.  So I run my tag through an on line translator and it’s “Always Lofty to the Point of Nausea” which strikes me as a motto which would not be amiss on an escutcheon, were I to want to design my own.  And I think the translator screwed up, which makes it even funnier.  I thought ardua was work or labour?

Stillllll raaaaaiiiining.

what’s with the continuing Moosiness of political culture across the line, there?