Dept. of This and That

Sunday, 7 May 2017 07:09 pm
kaffyr: Hayao's realistic Pompoko raccoons yawn in our faces (Pompoko yawns)
Things What I Have Been Doing

All under here )
kaffyr: (Clara and 11 journey)
I Saw "Arrival"

And it was pretty much magnificent. Dennis Villeneuve has created an amazing film based on Ted Chiang's novella "Story of Your Life." I have not read the story, but based on what I saw today, I'll be buying it soon. 

It is elegant, intellectually clean, unsettling, and challenging. It is emotionally sonorous. It is beautiful. Amy Adams deserves so much praise for every minute change on her face and in her eyes. Every character, human or otherwise is treated with respect and, as a result, acts in ways that are understandable. The music is amazing, the message about humanity, language, love, and fear, and time, and more, are what you make of them. 

If this doesn't win a ton of awards, I will be very disappointed. 
kaffyr: Doc Yewl from Defiance (yewlyay)
Just A Thought on Fights on Film or Television

It seems to me that almost any fight, particularly comic-book fights, superhero fights, action film fights, would be shorter, less flashy, and more successful for whoever undertook the final move, if the person determined to win focused almost solely upon kneeing their opponent, hard, in the groin.

(I am reliably informed by those whose business it would be to be in the know that even wearing a cup is not necessarily proof against such a move, given that kicking, punching, or otherwise banging a cup hard enough would cause painful repercussions inside the cup.)

This might not work as well against a female opponent, I'll grant you. However, having landed on the cross-bar of what was once called a boy's bike more than once myself, and having experienced the breath-stopping impact of that, I'm willing to bet it mightn't be as ineffective against women as all that. 

As you can imagine, this has lessened my appreciation of even the most gloriously choreographed fights I've witnessed on the big or small screen lately.
kaffyr: Natasha Romanov, badass (Natasha turns)
Captain America: Civil War

I'm waiting to see if my computer will successfully upgrade to Windows 10, so I'm hunting and pecking this out on the iPad. That means that this post won't be long or involved. Still, I wanted to say that my Mothers Day present was breakfast (real breakfast at a corner diner, not a "brunch") with BB, FB and Ms Emily, and then we saw "Captain America; Civil War." 

First, a side trip, to New York Times movie reviewer A.O. Scott's (I'm sure he'd prefer being called a film reviewer. Suck it, Scott) review of CA:CW. It's here if you want to read it. I read it, and ....

I don't believe I've read such an aggressively condescending review in years. It's not just what he says, it's how he says it - the "Look I really, really want all of you to understand that I didn't want to see this film movie picture, but it's how I pay the rent, and now I'm going to go back and watch "Aguirre, the Wrath of God" for the billionth time to remind myself of what I really want to see."

Dude.

I get it, you're meant for the finer things in life. But really? Did you have to pour all that refined venom into the mix?

I mean, maybe he actually hates "Aguirre, the Wrath of God," so perhaps I'm being a little harsh on him ... 

Still? 

Duuude. 

Then I realized what happened here. He didn't actually go see the movie I saw. 

Well, that cleared that up. 

Maybe tomorrow I'll have a better post about CA:CW, but for now I'll say I found it extremely well written, remarkably well paced, respectful of both its actors and its characters, and filled with very chewy ideas. 
kaffyr: The Polar Bear from Polar Bear cafe (Polar Bear-san)
A Day in Which I Got Gin

That's really all I can title my day, or my post (why is it that I insist on titling my posts, I wonder?) For I did little more today than a) make my holiday card list, b) rewatch the Zygon Invasion and Inversion, and Face the Raven with my First Born, who'd specifically asked me to help him catch up with the season - and go out to get some meds, and some gin. 

Note that I have, quite manfully, resisted making some sort of bad joke about meds and gin being sought on the same trip. 

More about my day under here, to save bandwidth. )

Dept. of Movies

Sunday, 11 October 2015 11:04 pm
kaffyr: Kitteh looks up, seez sturzz! (OMG Stars!)
The Martian 

(Warning; not a real review, just an immediate reaction.)

Went to see this movie tonight, and I have to echo what a lot of people have said - it's awesome. It's hard science fiction, with brain and heart, which means it does Campbell and Gernsback right, the way Campbell and Gernsback didn't, so ... without a lot of racism, sexism, etc., and with a great deal more literary and filmic sophistication than those two might ever have imagined - but still with a lot of true love for, and belief in, the power of logic, science, optimism, humanism and determination to move forward. 

Or as hero botanist Mark Watney (portrayed wonderfully by Matt Damon) says, when presented with yet another life-threatening scenario, "I've got to science the shit out of this." And he does, while a totally admirable group of science heroes back on earth do their damnedest to help him out (not always successfully.)

The look and feel of it was gorgeous; I felt like we were looking at Mars, even as I knew that we weren't. 

If this doesn't win the Hugo for best long form drama (or whatever the hell they call it next year), I'll either cry foul, or prepare myself to see the film of a lifetime if the winner actually tops The Martian. 

Dept. of Movies

Wednesday, 16 September 2015 07:58 pm
kaffyr: Fantasia - night and the profile of a hill (Dark and lovely)
Mad Max: Fury Road

I forgot to mention that we watched this movie Sunday night and were really impressed with it. I'd heard so many people be impressed with it, and wanted the chance to see if it lived up to the hype. At least in my opinion, it most definitely did. 

I usually judge the worth of movies on the strength of their acting - I have little intellectual understanding of what makes for the quality of a movie's visual or thematic aspects, so I tend to leave that for those who are more at ease with them - and I was very impressed with the acting; so much done, as other reviewers have said, with the eyes, with small gestures, and all of those subtleties were successfully planted in the middle of motion, action, explosion, none of which is pointless and all of which is almost balletic. 

And that motion was paired with incredible music, gorgeous color palettes, wonderful bits of world building and myth making; it was an altogether gorgeous and emotionally moving film. 

tl;dr: I liked it.
kaffyr: Umbrella's, figure rise in a field; from Magritte? (umbrellas rise)
Stress, Strawberries, Fried Rice and Fanfic

While painkillers and bossanova help me forget the incipient back spasm that is, even now, trying to decide whether it will come to stay awhile, I'll belatedly try to catch people up on life at Casa 
[personal profile] kaffyr 

Under a cut, yo ) Also? I hate that I seem to have lost my ability to do cuts. Just hit'em all to see what I wrote. Gah.
kaffyr: Close-up of manual typewriter (Typewriter)
Weekend Roundup (includes 1 Kickstarter pimp)

It's been a few days since I last did anything but check desultorily on other folks' posts (oh, and post Chapter 22 of Hearts & Moons, which small victory I still feel I must trumpet, or at least flute.) When it came to other things, life kept getting in the way.  But at the end of this very long week, of which more, anon, I think I finally have the spoons to do some sort of catch-up.

First, thanks to everyone who commented on my entry to the spoken word meme fun. I had a lot of fun with it. I am also enjoying other peoples' words -  [personal profile] a_phoenixdragon , [personal profile] flowsoffire , [livejournal.com profile] eve11 and the delightful [personal profile] jjpor , whose chatty entry into the meme I'm enjoying a whole bunch. (I really should let him know that, no, going on at length isn't a bad thing, it's a good thing.)

I'm working on Chapter 23 of the aforementioned WIP o'doom ((c) eve11, I think), and feel good about that.

Work whinging )

Car whinge )

Shaggy dog. No, a real shaggy dog. )

Quick thoughts on two movies )

And finally, please, consider helping this Kickstarter campaignCrossed Genres is the kind of magazine I wish I'd been able to read back when the type of SF&F magazines ran the vast, diverse gamut from Analog to Isaac Asimov's. It champions diversity, it looks for quality writing, it's worth it. There are only three days to go on its campaign, and as I write this, they are about $3,400 away from their goal. There are a lot of good causes out there, and when you have a limited amount of money to give, the arts often have to give way to more immediate life-saving charities. But the arts save lives, too, so if you have an extra $5 or $10, think about helping this campaign beat the deadline.

kaffyr: (Dalek ballerina)
Scattershot

Things in no particular order:

Family stuff )
Got back to word of four major contract negotiation sessions scheduled for next week. Again, keep your fingers crossed.

Enjoyed Agents of SHIELD again last night; not quite as good as last week's, but set some intriguing plot points up. Ward became more human, and Ming Na and Clark Gregg rocked it.

I donated to Philippine Typhoon relief and I hope folks who can will do so also. There are a lot of good groups out there: the International Red Cross, Mercy Corps, Doctors Without Borders, to name just a few. Does anyone know if there are Dreamwidth or LJ fundraising efforts extant?

And finally, I'd meant to mention this a couple of weeks back. It's word of a film by Saudi filmmaker Haifaa Al-Mansour, one I'd love to see. The difficulties she dealt with to make the film are pointed reminders of every damned thing wrong with considering women a different species - and the film appears to be a joyous reminder that the different species insists on being human. Imagine that.
kaffyr: The TARDIS at Giverny (TARDIS at Giverny)
What I Managed to Do On My Weekend

After being completely incapable of writing, and certain that I'd post a gigantic goose-egg for [community profile] fandom_stocking, I eventually managed to write seven pieces, for about 7,600 words' worth. I write so slowly these days, and it seems to be so very much harder for me than it used to be,(holy crap, I'm jealous of folks who can bang it out, and do magnificent jobs doing so) but eventually that weird and unexplainable thing that happens somewhere in my brain to allow me to write actually happened. I am reasonably happy with the results. At least one was in a new fandom for me, and I'm hoping the results meet with favor.

I also went to a movie tonight, and I'm glad I did. I watched The Hobbit, and I deem it Very, Very Good. Good enough that it makes me want to reread The Silmarillion and not The Hobbit. Jackson did what I hoped he would, and made the dwarves of Middle Earth believable and filled with honor. It's a lesson he hadn't quite learned with Rhys-Davies and Gimli, son of Gloin. In fact, I think he did what I'd hoped for in general. I'm looking forward to the second movie. Is it out yet?

(I'd probably have more to say, but I'm dead beat, and am going to bed. Tomorrow's going to be a bear, I just know it.)




kaffyr: A typical day in the BSG!verse (Frakkin' Watchtower)
So. The Avengers.



Tomorrow is my first day back from vacation, and I know the week is going to be a bear (not as much of a bear as it would have been, had certain folk at work gone above and beyond to make sure I get paid this Friday despite forgetting to put in my time card when I got back from Canada, which is another story). I plan to celebrate making it to this coming Friday by going back to see The Avengers in a movie theater.

Because, oh my goodness, I like that movie!

There were so many reasons I loved it, not the least of which were:

Natasha! Ms Romanov was smart, scared, brave, dangerous, human, cunning, caring, ruthless, and as far as I'm concerned, the most-rounded member of the team and of the cast. I understand that there's a lot of Scarlett Johansson dislike out there. I do not share it. I also know there are folks who are ambivalent about how Joss Whedon views or writes females. I can't speak to that because I know him largely from Firefly, Dr. Horrible and some of the early Buffy - not nearly enough by which to judge. But at least in terms of how he and  fellow writer Zak Penn handled the Black Widow, I'd have to say he did an outstanding job.

Here there be potential, little, and Great Big Ol' spoilers. You've been warned. )

The dialogue was just as fast, intelligent, and witty as others have reported it. The pacing worked well. And the story made more sense than it had a right to, although I'm willing to bet that my comic book sensibilities helped make it so.

And yes, after I saw it the first time, I told BB that I could see myself writing fic for the Avengers. It's the first time I've ever been interested in writing outside of the Whoniverse (with the exception of one June-centric White Collar idea). I probably won't, but obviously there's something in the movie - the relationships, the team-building - that pushed a button. So I've been reading some other people's Avengers fic, mostly via recs from[personal profile] selenak ; so far, I'm looking for especially liking Natasha and Clint oriented stories, but there are a lot of good stories focusing on the other characters as well.

So, yeah, I'm going to see it again. And I'm going to try very hard - very hard - not to get tangled up in another fandom. I really don't need it.

P.S. Two Avengers recs of my own: we were emergencies by [personal profile] gyzym  is subtle, dense, emotionally draining, and made me believe whole-heartedly in Clint and Natasha as people, friends, lovers and dysfunctionally awesome heroes. It's also extraordinarily erotic; explicit, but totally integrated and necessary to the story. Wardrobe Malfunction, or, Passing the Bok, by[personal profile] spiderine  (here on lj and here on dw) made me laugh because it's a pointy little stick, wielded with wit by the author and poked in the eye of female-diminutive marketing.
kaffyr: The star poet from the SJ Adventures (Star poet)
Heading Hunger Gamesward

Yes, I'm aware that's not quite a word. Heading to see the movie anyhow. By myself, as it happens (which doesn't bother me, since I rather imagined BB would not be interested.) But it's sort of on a whim, and it's definitely the first time in a long time that I've attended a movie by myself. This should be interesting. All the popcorn for myself. MMMmmmm/

Possibly a review afterward; my fingers and hands are tired, though, after a lot of typing today. We shall see.

kaffyr: Cylon Hybrid leaps into future. (Jump!)
I Had So Many Things To Say

But I couldn't find the time or the inclination. It's been one of those days weeks months ah, fuggit, one of those periods of times.

Still, a few things make a post, don't they? Let's see.

Birthdays! There are, and were, birthdays!

Many past happy returns of the now-bygone day to[personal profile] james_davis_nicoll (18th May), who almost single-handedly keeps me informed and amused about a plethora of fannish and general things. His cats, too; my world would be a little less richly wonky without James' cats, and his occasional contretemps with brassy squirrels.

Happy birthday, too, to [personal profile] robling_t (just yesterday, 26th March); may your Muse be beneficient this year, and may life be good to you.

Nor can I forget to wish all the best in the coming year to [livejournal.com profile] mostlikely2 (22nd March), one of the people still most apt to challenge the way I think, and one of the writers who can move me to tears of joy.

Other Things!

Yes, other link-heavy things! )
kaffyr: Still from Arakawa Under the Bridge (Arakawa afternoon)
Sun and Sedentary Pleasures

I got up today, and didn't get out of my jammies until First Born came to visit around 2 p.m. And I didn't really feel guilty; the sun was shining through the south windows, the cats were generally happy, and the only fly in the ointment was BB having to deal with a low level cold. My mother called and we had a lovely chat, my brother later called and we had a brief chat as well. In between, BB, FB and I caught up with each other.

(The poor lamb is dead tired; ever since returning from London, he's been involved in a play where the director has, for reasons known only to god and the devil, decided on a seven-day-a-week rehearsal schedule. So it's been up at 6, work until 6, go directly to rehearsal, get home at 11 and to sleep at midnight, wash, rinse, repeat. On paper, it doesn't sound too bad for a month and a half. In reality, he's got bags under his eyes and he looks exhausted. But the play starts Thursday, so there's an end to it - although he promptly signed up to do a teeny-tiny bit with Red Moon Theater as a one-off. It's good to see him reviving his theater work, but ... health, my son, health!)

And of course, all the while, I sat here at the 'puter and perused the world beyond the screen, which always makes me happy. Now, if I could just get back on the fic horse. The beast is here, and in the corral, and happy to see me. I believe it's even saddled. I just have to get the step-stool and clamber on.

While I'm rambling about next to nothing ... you may be breathless with excitement to learn that BB and I watched Cowboys and Aliens last night. It was great and good fun, totally illogical, and, as BB pointed out, very Spielbergian, despite being Jon Favreau's baby.
  • Kid? Check.
  • Dog? Check.
  • Kid and dog in danger? Check.
  • Enigmatically good preacher? Oh, definitely, check. (Clancy! Brown!)
  • Bad guy turned hero for no reason than because the script says so and the actor's good enough to pull it off? Check.
  • Rotten secondary main character (Ford's wonderfully scenery chewing Colonel Dolarhyde) who is turned into a relative cream puff by coming into close proximity to aforementioned kid? Check.
  • Completely unworkable and illogical aliens, both good and bad? Check, and check.
  • Merciless, theivin', smelly, sneaky, cowardly, murderous outlaws and snivelling brat of a bully (Dolarhyde's son, Percy) turned into better people by the end of the movie, courtesy of fightin' said eeeevil aliens along side native Americans right out of central casting, all singing and drinking together in Doc's (yes, Doc's. Oh, the cliches, and oh, how I loved them)? Check, and again, check.
So, yeah, what a completely sugary piece of forgettability. But it made me smile. Perhaps in part because Daniel Craig was wonderful eye-candy His eyes. They're so ... blue. He holds himself with a stillness that stays with you, even in a piece of ephemera like this.

And finally we come to the birthday wishes:

To [livejournal.com profile] jessalrynn, (25th Feb.) many happy returns of the day. May all the rough spots be smoothed out, may the vicissitudes of money and muse and family and life in general transform themselves into good things for you in the coming year!

To [livejournal.com profile] maruad, (25th Feb.), may the coming year be artistically fertile and may we continue to enjoy your often wise and witty comments here online. You are always a pleasure!

And finally, to [personal profile] rosa_acicularis , (26th Feb.) Happy Birthday tomorrow, to someone I always love to read, whether it's fic or commentary.



kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Bennie's Tights)
Because Jae is Awesomesauce

A few weeks ago, I was chatting online with my delightful New York friend
[livejournal.com profile] lyricalviolet. Talk got around to tee-shirts as these things do, and SciFi SyFy and, eventually, to SyFy SciFi tee-shirts - again, as these things do. And it turned out that she was able to show me, again online, a Sharktopus* tee-shirt. Well! I made sounds of yearning because - Sharktopus!!! - little thinking that my idle yearning might be satisfied.

[livejournal.com profile] lyricalviolet, however, is, as I believe I have mentioned, awesomesauce. And less than two weeks later, my very own Sharktopus tee-shirt arrived by UPS.

All my munificent friend asked in return was that I post a picture of myself, wearing said Sharktopus tee, and it's my extreme pleasure to do so now.  (Also, note the hat - that's my birthday hat from BB, because he, too, is awesomesauce, as I believe I have, upon previous occasions, mentioned.)

This cut saves eyes. )



*What, you don't know Sharktopus? It's almost the zenith of SciFi SyFy Skiffy's cheesealicious movie-making art, perhaps coming near to the glory that was Mansquito. And it may be better than Mansquito, because it has Eric Roberts in it. The Master! The Master who stole Dr. Strange's wardrobe and did awful things to Paul McGann! What could possibly be better than Eric Roberts in a movie about a combination shark and octopus? Answer? I don't know because there's no way in hell I'd watch this mess, but I will treasure  it because ... shark! Octopus! Eric Roberts!


kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Bennie's Tights)
Because Jae is Awesomesauce

A few weeks ago, I was chatting online with my delightful New York friend
[livejournal.com profile] lyricalviolet. Talk got around to tee-shirts as these things do, and SciFi SyFy and, eventually, to SyFy SciFi tee-shirts - again, as these things do. And it turned out that she was able to show me, again online, a Sharktopus* tee-shirt. Well! I made sounds of yearning because - Sharktopus!!! - little thinking that my idle yearning might be satisfied.

[livejournal.com profile] lyricalviolet, however, is, as I believe I have mentioned, awesomesauce. And less than two weeks later, my very own Sharktopus tee-shirt arrived by UPS.

All my munificent friend asked in return was that I post a picture of myself, wearing said Sharktopus tee, and it's my extreme pleasure to do so now.  (Also, note the hat - that's my birthday hat from BB, because he, too, is awesomesauce, as I believe I have, upon previous occasions, mentioned.)

This cut saves eyes. )



*What, you don't know Sharktopus? It's almost the zenith of SciFi SyFy Skiffy's cheesealicious movie-making art, perhaps coming near to the glory that was Mansquito. And it may be better than Mansquito, because it has Eric Roberts in it. The Master! The Master who stole Dr. Strange's wardrobe and did awful things to Paul McGann! What could possibly be better than Eric Roberts in a movie about a combination shark and octopus? Answer? I don't know because there's no way in hell I'd watch this mess, but I will treasure  it because ... shark! Octopus! Eric Roberts!


kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (TARDIS loves)
Braiinz, Bones and Detritus

It's been a very slow day, largely because BB and I stayed up too late to watched "I Walked With a Zombie" on Turner Classic Movies last night this morning. I suppose I should have gone to bed at 3 a.m. before the rather surprisingly good movie captured my attention.  We staggered to bed at 4 a.m., awakened at 12:30 a.m. and I worked on a story for work for the rest of the afternoon, fighting off extreme achiness while I did. No housework or other tasks done, but I'm not guilt-stricken.

(The movie is really quite good, barring some unpleasant cultural and "benign" racism Fail that sadly seems to Come With the Territory in 1943 movies. And it has some really strikingly creepy, nay, frightening, images, like the one I'll hide under a cut at the bottom. Has anyone else watched the film? What did you think of it?)

Anyhow, since I'm about to take a hot shower and more painkillers before we watched Doctor Who (w00t!!1!), I'll leave you with these two other links.

First, because I'm a fan of rhinos (one of who once upon a metaphorical time ate my nose,  another story entirely from the tale of how he got his skin oh Best Beloved): The Oldest Wooly Rhinocerous Found.

Second, because I am definitely a skiffy geek, a science geek, and an anime geek (a point that is relevant because my love of the series "Planetes" immediately made me think of it when I read the piece — "They need Half-Section!" said I,)  this story: Space Debris at 'Tipping Point.'

And now, off to ablute, get painless and hide behind the sofa.

Oh, right. The Image Under the Cut

Really, don't click if you don't want to jump out of your skin )
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (TARDIS loves)
Braiinz, Bones and Detritus

It's been a very slow day, largely because BB and I stayed up too late to watched "I Walked With a Zombie" on Turner Classic Movies last night this morning. I suppose I should have gone to bed at 3 a.m. before the rather surprisingly good movie captured my attention.  We staggered to bed at 4 a.m., awakened at 12:30 a.m. and I worked on a story for work for the rest of the afternoon, fighting off extreme achiness while I did. No housework or other tasks done, but I'm not guilt-stricken.

(The movie is really quite good, barring some unpleasant cultural and "benign" racism Fail that sadly seems to Come With the Territory in 1943 movies. And it has some really strikingly creepy, nay, frightening, images, like the one I'll hide under a cut at the bottom. Has anyone else watched the film? What did you think of it?)

Anyhow, since I'm about to take a hot shower and more painkillers before we watched Doctor Who (w00t!!1!), I'll leave you with these two other links.

First, because I'm a fan of rhinos (one of who once upon a metaphorical time ate my nose,  another story entirely from the tale of how he got his skin oh Best Beloved): The Oldest Wooly Rhinocerous Found.

Second, because I am definitely a skiffy geek, a science geek, and an anime geek (a point that is relevant because my love of the series "Planetes" immediately made me think of it when I read the piece — "They need Half-Section!" said I,)  this story: Space Debris at 'Tipping Point.'

And now, off to ablute, get painless and hide behind the sofa.

Oh, right. The Image Under the Cut

Really, don't click if you don't want to jump out of your skin )

Dept. of Euck

Friday, 14 January 2011 11:55 pm
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Hokusai)
Back pain. Stomach Acid. Ang Lee's "Hulk"*
Gosh, it just doesn't get better than this, does it?


*Actually, as much of a hot mess as the movie is, it's still fascinating.

Dept. of Euck

Friday, 14 January 2011 11:55 pm
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Hokusai)
Back pain. Stomach Acid. Ang Lee's "Hulk"*
Gosh, it just doesn't get better than this, does it?


*Actually, as much of a hot mess as the movie is, it's still fascinating.
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Vizard)
"The Thin Man"
... is just a wonderful movie. With lots and lots and lots and lots of alcohol. William Powell and Myrna Loy are incredible together - natural and witty and sophisticated and ingenious and heavy drinking. Very heavy. Yup. Lots of alcohol. Lots and lots and lots of alcohol. And the script is dynamite (Albert Hackett and Frances Goodrich, working with the Dashiell Hammett novel.)

And lots of drinks.

And a murder. And a dog.

And lots more drinks.

I believe I'd like one now.
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Vizard)
"The Thin Man"
... is just a wonderful movie. With lots and lots and lots and lots of alcohol. William Powell and Myrna Loy are incredible together - natural and witty and sophisticated and ingenious and heavy drinking. Very heavy. Yup. Lots of alcohol. Lots and lots and lots of alcohol. And the script is dynamite (Albert Hackett and Frances Goodrich, working with the Dashiell Hammett novel.)

And lots of drinks.

And a murder. And a dog.

And lots more drinks.

I believe I'd like one now.

Arts and Crafts

Sunday, 10 May 2009 10:48 pm
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Run!)
Run, Don't Walk...

...to see Star Trek. It rocks. It rocks most absolutely. That is all.

Oh, wait. It's not all. Thank you, BB and FB, for taking me to see it. It was a fine Mother's Day present, as was the Mother's Day lunch of cut-up doughnuts topped with four kinds of ice cream, topped with whipped cream, topped with Spanish peanuts.

It was too healthy. Of course it was healthy. Emotionally healthy.

(Star Trek. Don't forget.)

Arts and Crafts

Sunday, 10 May 2009 10:48 pm
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Run!)
Run, Don't Walk...

...to see Star Trek. It rocks. It rocks most absolutely. That is all.

Oh, wait. It's not all. Thank you, BB and FB, for taking me to see it. It was a fine Mother's Day present, as was the Mother's Day lunch of cut-up doughnuts topped with four kinds of ice cream, topped with whipped cream, topped with Spanish peanuts.

It was too healthy. Of course it was healthy. Emotionally healthy.

(Star Trek. Don't forget.)

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