nebroadwe: (Bear)
Today turns out to be filled with all kinds of fannish good things, including the new Thor trailer (which I saw tagged on Tumblr with "HIT HIM AGAIN JANE"), John Scalzi laying the smackdown on self-appointed geek gatekeepers, this meme, and pictures of Tom Hiddleston sitting down with the Cookie Monster. It just doesn't get any better than this, people. It just doesn't.

(Also, free-range capybaras, to which I sadly cannot link. [profile] kanja_177, are you responsible?)
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Diane Duane shows us all how not to behave in the presence of a Plot Bunny here. Heed the warning! Take heed!
nebroadwe: (Bear)
The good folk of Making Light are having fun with a meme:
He only uses prepositions when it is entirely necessary. He doesn’t misplace commas: he helps commas go into the Punctuation Protection Program. The characters in his novels send him fan letters. ... He once wrote a story that consisted of a single sentence which was serialized in three issues of The Paris Review. ... When he was in a coma after an automobile accident he made his deadline anyway. A copy-editor once queried one of his sentences -- and he allowed her to live. ... People read his prologues. His grocery lists have gone for six-figure advances at auction. Grammarians adjust their rules to match his realities. He is the most interesting writer in the world.
The rest to be found here -- share and enjoy!
nebroadwe: From "The Magdalen Reading" by Rogier van der Weyden.  (Default)
Things are still rotten here: the downstairs landlord, having installed the best filter Home Depot can supply on his furnace [HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER], refuses to do anything else, says I should negotiate with the smoking tenant [MORE HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER], and declares his readiness to rent to smoking tenants in future [OKAY, I'M CRYING NOW]. I've had another talk with my HVAC company and finally got a tech to come out and actually look at the situation under the guise of writing me an estimate for a solution I was pretty sure wasn't going to work. He agreed and suggested a cheaper alternative that probably won't solve the problem, but might go a little way toward mitigating it. I think I have no choice but to sell and move now, but I'm going to try to stick it out till next fall when the current tenant's lease expires, in the hope that a) he might leave; and b) a nonsmoker might move in after all. Who's the patron saint of good neighbors?

That said, I'm still enjoying How To Train Your Dragon and ponied up for an iTunes subscription to Dragons: Riders of Berk which is less complex but cheerful and charming (and, for a weekly cartoon, surprisingly well-animated; Green Lantern should take note, except they've been cancelled, boo hiss). "Fifteen Kennings For 'Woman'," my Astrid-centric drabble sequence, is fourteen-fifteenths drafted and seven-fifteenths posted up to and AO3, where people seem to like it. Yay! Also, Hotel 13 came off winter break this week, which means only one more week until I get to see what comes of the cliffhanger from which our heroes were left dangling back in December. From the promotional stuff, it looks like this is going to be a fun ride.

And I, too, fear this is only the beginning ...
nebroadwe: (Bear)
Don't even ask where I found this ...
Share and enjoy.

ETA: And if you liked that, the same guys also have a Vivaldi meets the Bourne soundtrack one (as well as a video wherein they play a Charlie Brown medley at a senior center, which is just darling).
nebroadwe: (Bear)
Remember Star War: The Backstroke of the West, the so-bad-it's-hilarious English subtitling of Revenge of the Sith in a Chinese bootleg? (If not, you can find it here. WARNING: Do not view while drinking splorkable liquids.) Well, somebody found a Chinese bootleg of The Avengers that seems to have been subtitled by the same ... entity. Screenshots over here; see WARNING above. Share and enjoy.
nebroadwe: (Bear)
Sniggled from Diane Duane's Tumblr:
I love how the foxes are all "PLAYPLAYPLAYPL--whoa, what's up with the ground?" and the one fox is like, "Dude, it bounces! THIS IS AWESOME!" and the other is like, "Yeah, whatever, c'mon, let's play some more" and the first one is all "Uh-huh, right, as soon as I figure out how this works" and the second one flounces off muttering, "Dude, you're, like, SUCH A NERD."

(And the first fox totally came back that night to bounce again. You know he did.)
nebroadwe: (Bear)
Sniggled from Bryan Konietzko's Tumblr, the Sneakiest Cat in the World:

Share and enjoy!
nebroadwe: (Bear)
I have a new OTP:

That Darling Hat!

Korra/cloche hat. It doesn't quite displace Iroh/tea, but it's awfully close.
nebroadwe: (Bear)
I wasn't planning to see Battleship, but I did read this review, which explains how a lot of action films deal with narrative:
[T]here isn’t so much a script as there are two word vats, one labelled "exposition" and one labelled "one-liners", the contents of which are ladled with a cheery splat on whichever character happens to pointing at the Loud Thing Happening At The Time.
And this, children, is why the Transformers cartoons, even the cheesy '80s ones, are so much better than the movies. Roll out.
nebroadwe: (Bear)
I don't doubt this has already made the rounds, but I only met it today:
Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road (Neo-Pagan Style)
I found Margot Adler's insights particularly ... NPResque. Share and enjoy! :-)
nebroadwe: (Bear)
I have a friend who teaches classical languages in high school and loves it for many reasons -- not least, she tells me recently, because the chemistry teacher came dressed as Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle for Halloween.

How did said teacher manage that? Well ... )What makes it even better, my friend adds, is that all the humanities teachers got the joke with very little prompting. So shines a good jest in a sober world ...
nebroadwe: (Bear)
Sniggled from Making Light, as usual -- the "Urban Arrivals" post by Abi Sutherland:
A story starts when somebody comes to town.

      * If they’re a long-lost denizen of the town, it’s a Thomas Hardy novel.
      * If they’re a long-lost denizen of the town whom no one recognizes until someone dies of spontaneous human combustion, it’s a Charles Dickens novel.
      * If they leave town again, it’s a Cory Doctorow novel.
      * If they are in want of a wife, it’s a Jane Austen novel.
      * If they come to town in the company of a strange set of locals and go to meet the guy in charge, it’s Shane. Or possibly The Wizard of Oz.
      * If the denizens of the town are not of their species, it’s a first contact novel.
      * If it was their destiny to come to the town in quest of a magical artifact which will cause them to defeat a great evil upon the land, it’s heroic fantasy.
      * If they meet a lot of vampires there, it’s urban fantasy.
      * If there are plums involved, it’s Making Light.
      * If their ethnicity is mentioned, it’s a joke.
Said post is of course followed up by an epic comment thread with the kind of suggestions that make me laugh out loud at work:
      * If it's Lenten, and it's come with loue to toune, with blosmen and with briddes roune, then it's sung by someone crossed in love in fourteenth-century England.
      * If he has killed the local Sphinx en route, he is one bad mother-[redacted].
      * If it's a town that everyone comes to, but nobody is from it, and everybody wants to leave it, it's "Casablanca".
      * If the arrival is a mysterious supernatural woman who has come for the sake of a poor but virtuous maiden, it's probably a fairytale. Or A Wrinkle In Time. If it's a mysterious supernatural man who has come for the sake of a poor but virtuous maiden, it's a Child ballad, and the maiden should run like hell.
And so forth. Share and enjoy!

ETA: How could I miss the most important one?
* If the stranger appears with others in a shimmer of light and is wearing a red shirt, don't stand near him.
nebroadwe: (Bear)
Herewith a record of a conversation between my next-door neighbor and his (I suspect) four-year-old daughter whilst he was attempting to fix his garage door opener:
Neighbor (juggling tools): Can you get Mommy for me, sweetheart?
Daughter: Mommy is [indistinguishable].
Neighbor: What's Mommy doing?
Daughter: She's [indistinguishable].
Neighbor: She's what?
Exit nebroadwe, pretending not to have heard this. TMI.

(Daughter followed me upstairs and asked me if I would be her friend (yes), what I was carrying (bookshelf tops), and whether I was a boy or a girl (girl). Because my hair is very short (I just had it cut). She then signed off with, "Bye-bye -- I love you!" and headed back downstairs. Nice kid.)
nebroadwe: (Bear)
James MacDonald got it started over at Making Light:
You got problems with your writing
She said to me
The answer’s easy if you
Put your B in C
I’ll show you how to move along
When you find you’re up a tree
There must be fifty ways
To plot your novel.
But I must say my favorite comes from Stephen Frug in the comments:
A man throws down his pencil
He says why am I stuck in the middle now
Why am I stuck in the middle
The rest of this book is so hard
I need a writer's resort vacation
I want a shot at a Nebula
Don't want to end up a remainder
On a remainder table ...
Share and enjoy!
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I think [ profile] evil_little_dog will object to Ms. Ray's hobbies as delineated in this headline on the cover of (of all things!) Tails magazine.
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Heads up, fellow medievalists. Geoffrey Chaucer recently interviewed MARGARATHE ATTE-WOOD who "nedeth no introduccioun, for her bookes and writinges are avaylable yn all the scriptoriums and scriveneres shoppes yn the globe of the erthe." Share and enjoy. Her disquisition on "the magical beastes of the far lande of Canade" will surely pique the interest of [ profile] evil_little_dog and [ profile] cornerofmadness.
nebroadwe: (Bear)
Yesterday we received the following message from facilities maintenance:
Over the next two hours facilities will be testing the elevators. They will be shutting them down periodically for a few minuets at a time. Then they will be back running for 5 to 10 minuets.
To which I responded:
I think it's sweet that we're giving the elevators dancing lessons. Will they be performing at the Holiday Party?
The facilities manager, a good sport who no doubt got fifty similar emails, wrote back at the end of the maintenance period:
All, the elevators had a nice minuet and now they are back up and running.
I have not yet ridden the elevators since their preparation for entry into the Polite World. Given their chequered history, the results will no doubt prove startling, but at least there won't be waltzing!
nebroadwe: (Bear)
I love a good shaggy dog story -- particularly when it features an actual dog. So here, just so's I can always have them handy, are I Has a Sweet Potato and Dogs Don't Understand Basic Concepts, Like Moving. Hee.

Also, I seem to be developing downstairs neighbors again. I left an empty half-a-garage behind me early this afternoon; upon returning at dinnertime, I found it partially filled with furniture. Hmm.


nebroadwe: From "The Magdalen Reading" by Rogier van der Weyden.  (Default)
The Magdalen Reading

August 2014



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