It's four in the fucking morning!*
Jun. 14th, 2008 03:03 amIt's Saturday!*
Sorry about spamming today - or rather, technically, yesterday. Why did no one tell me it was Blog Like It's the End of the World Day? I've been daydreaming about the zombiepocalypse for days, weeks even. *pout* The stuff I could'a written...
Anyway, it's the wee hours and I've been home for a little bit. I just wanted to say that at 9:30 pm I went off to have coffee with Leslie, an event which turned out to include James and Guy-Who's-Name-I've-Forgotten. We had coffee (translation: hot chocolate or beer) outside a bar where folk were watching the Netherlands/France game. (Netherlands won 4-1.) Then we wandered the streets amidst cheering people in bright orange (the national colour). One drunk guy pissed in the middle of the street, waving and cheering at passerbys. Bizarre male ritual? Anyway, we then went to Olivier, the Belgian bar - only the Dutch would spell it more like Oleevjeer or somesuch - and chatted. GWNIF asked, at one point, for interesting facts, so I pulled out the "frogs swallow with their eyeballs" tidbit. Ah, to be a biologist amongst linguists :)
Links of the Day:
stubentiger's Dollporn: Captn. Jack Harknass /Spike
gregirlbeast embedds Raoul Servais' 1979 short, Harpya.
My really old Firefly ongoing-reads masterlist.
Arthur des Pins's online portfolio. He does adorable short-film animation. The crabs! Oh, I loved those little buggers! Want. Too adorable. (Note: In French.)
Photo Gallery of Michael Emerson in Magazines Scans
I, Ian's Essay on History, Mythology, Literature and Time, focusing on Doctor Who continuity.
* Sean of the Dead
Sorry about spamming today - or rather, technically, yesterday. Why did no one tell me it was Blog Like It's the End of the World Day? I've been daydreaming about the zombiepocalypse for days, weeks even. *pout* The stuff I could'a written...
Anyway, it's the wee hours and I've been home for a little bit. I just wanted to say that at 9:30 pm I went off to have coffee with Leslie, an event which turned out to include James and Guy-Who's-Name-I've-Forgotten. We had coffee (translation: hot chocolate or beer) outside a bar where folk were watching the Netherlands/France game. (Netherlands won 4-1.) Then we wandered the streets amidst cheering people in bright orange (the national colour). One drunk guy pissed in the middle of the street, waving and cheering at passerbys. Bizarre male ritual? Anyway, we then went to Olivier, the Belgian bar - only the Dutch would spell it more like Oleevjeer or somesuch - and chatted. GWNIF asked, at one point, for interesting facts, so I pulled out the "frogs swallow with their eyeballs" tidbit. Ah, to be a biologist amongst linguists :)
Links of the Day:
My really old Firefly ongoing-reads masterlist.
Arthur des Pins's online portfolio. He does adorable short-film animation. The crabs! Oh, I loved those little buggers! Want. Too adorable. (Note: In French.)
Photo Gallery of Michael Emerson in Magazines Scans
I, Ian's Essay on History, Mythology, Literature and Time, focusing on Doctor Who continuity.
* Sean of the Dead