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From Aftenposten (which finally has both an RSS feed and select articles in English): Heirs to the Scandinavian thrones study the Arctic. If we have to live in a world with kings and queens, I think they ought to be doing stuff like this. Even though it's probably all an excuse to party under the midnight sun.
Speaking of monarchies, I just re-read The Hobbit for the first time in twenty years. I've never had any illusions about the fact that The Lord of the Rings has an inordinate amount of faith in demonstrably flawed monarchies, but I was particularly struck by how scornful Tolkien is of the Lakemen's attempt at democracy. He's very eager to remind us that the corrupt Master was elected by the townspeople, and to replace him with the restored monarchy under Bard. Which, I'm sorry, is the lamest name for a character ever. My next book will be about a guy named Druid and a woman named Amazon.
Speaking of being metaphorically struck by things, I recently watched Nosferatu, which was interesting for many reasons. Two have stayed with me, though, and one is that watching Nosferatu is a great cure for my insomnia. The other is that I wonder if the Ferengi were based on the Dracula of that film, because the resemblance is pretty fucking eerie.
Speaking of resemblances, I'm making another attempt at The Uses of Enchantment. Oh Bruno Bettelheim, I am almost entirely sympathetic to your arguments, but Freudian theory does not map onto every goddamn thing in the universe. Seriously. Also, fuck you for the "refrigerator mothers" thing.
Speaking of abrupt transitions, Deb Layne has posted the Polyphony 7 TOC. Howard Waldrop! Steve Rasnic Tem! And many other legends-to-be! Awesome.
Speaking of legends, I totally want this Lego Death Star set. Of course, it's $400 so I shall just continue to want. I think my life is lacking in Legos, currently.
Speaking of missing things, I flaked on the second episode of The Middleman last night. Hopefully they will replay it next Monday. I'm not 100% sold on this show, but the "'Barry Allen or Wally West?' 'Do you want me to leave?'" exchange pretty much made up for the gorilla suits. Also, Natalie Morales is so very cute. So kill me.
Speaking of me, there's no chance of getting through this entry without talking about the book. On the blog front, it's gotten some recent nice mentions from Nathan Blumenfeld, Barth Anderson, Deb Layne, and a fellow named Martin. Yay!
Speaking of happiness, the Twins seem to be back on track for the moment. They tend to beat up on the National League every year, so that's not a big shock; still, it was getting depressing there for a while. And, seriously, Delmon Young? WORST. OUTFIELDER. EVER. I don't care if he jacks one out of the park every once in a while, he's cost three times as many runs as he's driven in. Send him away until he learns how to catch the damn ball; they can't be out of options yet.
Speaking of failures, I was thinking about how the recent Buffy and Angel comics have been pretty good, and every Firefly/Serenity comic they've done has sucked ass. I don't know what that's about, but I'm open to theories.
Speaking of monarchies, I just re-read The Hobbit for the first time in twenty years. I've never had any illusions about the fact that The Lord of the Rings has an inordinate amount of faith in demonstrably flawed monarchies, but I was particularly struck by how scornful Tolkien is of the Lakemen's attempt at democracy. He's very eager to remind us that the corrupt Master was elected by the townspeople, and to replace him with the restored monarchy under Bard. Which, I'm sorry, is the lamest name for a character ever. My next book will be about a guy named Druid and a woman named Amazon.
Speaking of being metaphorically struck by things, I recently watched Nosferatu, which was interesting for many reasons. Two have stayed with me, though, and one is that watching Nosferatu is a great cure for my insomnia. The other is that I wonder if the Ferengi were based on the Dracula of that film, because the resemblance is pretty fucking eerie.
Speaking of resemblances, I'm making another attempt at The Uses of Enchantment. Oh Bruno Bettelheim, I am almost entirely sympathetic to your arguments, but Freudian theory does not map onto every goddamn thing in the universe. Seriously. Also, fuck you for the "refrigerator mothers" thing.
Speaking of abrupt transitions, Deb Layne has posted the Polyphony 7 TOC. Howard Waldrop! Steve Rasnic Tem! And many other legends-to-be! Awesome.
Speaking of legends, I totally want this Lego Death Star set. Of course, it's $400 so I shall just continue to want. I think my life is lacking in Legos, currently.
Speaking of missing things, I flaked on the second episode of The Middleman last night. Hopefully they will replay it next Monday. I'm not 100% sold on this show, but the "'Barry Allen or Wally West?' 'Do you want me to leave?'" exchange pretty much made up for the gorilla suits. Also, Natalie Morales is so very cute. So kill me.
Speaking of me, there's no chance of getting through this entry without talking about the book. On the blog front, it's gotten some recent nice mentions from Nathan Blumenfeld, Barth Anderson, Deb Layne, and a fellow named Martin. Yay!
Speaking of happiness, the Twins seem to be back on track for the moment. They tend to beat up on the National League every year, so that's not a big shock; still, it was getting depressing there for a while. And, seriously, Delmon Young? WORST. OUTFIELDER. EVER. I don't care if he jacks one out of the park every once in a while, he's cost three times as many runs as he's driven in. Send him away until he learns how to catch the damn ball; they can't be out of options yet.
Speaking of failures, I was thinking about how the recent Buffy and Angel comics have been pretty good, and every Firefly/Serenity comic they've done has sucked ass. I don't know what that's about, but I'm open to theories.
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Anyway, if you have some ideas for how we could manage this hanging out thing, my e-mail's where it's always been. I've been sort of sheepishly admitting to people all weekend that I have great difficulty asking people to do social stuff when I can't do any of the work, and since I can't drive and can't cook...yah. Not really at my social best at the moment. But still interested in working around that stuff to see friends and cordial acquaintances and like that.
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