Today, on “Out of Context Theatre”:
“I was thinking giant prophylactics as hats.”
–overheard on #filkhaven
Today, on “Out of Context Theatre”:
“I was thinking giant prophylactics as hats.”
–overheard on #filkhaven
I had the following fevered thought occur to me during a discussion of the upcoming Harry Potter novel on IRC:
“I know who the half-blood prince is!” Harry cried, as he lunged to tackle Ginny.
“Harry, what the hell are you doing?” Ron screamed. “That’s my SISTER!”
Harry yanked on Ginny’s hair. “Look closely, Ron. She’s a MAN, baby!”
–from the upcoming Austen Potter: International Mage of Mystery
If you grew up on silver and bronze age comics as I did, you probably fondly remember the various Hostess snacks advertisements featuring various Marvel and DC Comics heroes. These all were one page, usually 6-8 panel, stories, all of which centred around the featured hero bagging the bad guys with the clever distracting use of a tasty Hostess brand snack.
Well, thanks to xiphias, I’ve now seen the ultimate rendition of the form:
Rorschach vs. The Retard Raider
I’m in awe.
I’ve always wanted a pet koala, if only so I could name it “Lumpur”. 🙂
What it is: Shatneroke is a party game in which participants give a Dramatic (as opposed to merely dramatic) reading of the song lyrics of their choice. The winning player is selected by all players in a vote.
No matter how terrible current events get, they cannot take away my sense of humour.
(Requires QuickTime. Funny stuff. 🙂
cadhla and I were meant for each other. I am convinced of this.
autographedcat: *snugglecuddle*
cadhla: Yay, snuggles!
autographedcat: lots more where that came from 🙂
cadhla: Snuggles rock.
autographedcat: hrm. Snuggles Rock. I’m now picturing a sex-ed series of Schoolhouse Rock videos 🙂
cadhla: I’m Only A Pill?
autographedcat: ROFL.
Conversation a few minutes ago between myself and kitanzi
autographedcat: Am I a boring person?
kitanzi: I don’t think so, but it’s funny you should ask that. I was thinking earlier that I was boring.
autographedcat: Nah, you’re not.
kitanzi: What makes you feel that way?
autographedcat: I dunno. Just feel boring.
kitanzi: Well, what’s something exciting that we can do?
autographedcat: (long pause) We could rob a bank.
kitanzi: Well, we could. I admit that wasn’t on my list of possibilities.
So, it’s National Talk like A Pirate Weekend, matey. Which leads me to an interestin’ question.
If a pirate puts you in his killfile, has he made you walk the plonk?
So, maedbh7 said “hey, you should go over to OKCupid and answer a lot of questions because it would be nifty and stuff to see how it came out” and, lacking any compelling reason to tell her no, went and did so.
I should preface this by saying that I don’t take matchmaking sites at all seriously. I understand what they’re for, but I don’t at any level understand just how that’s supposed to actually work. I form attachments to people by getting to know them, and only after having gotten to know them to I really start to form serious attractions to them. While I admit to random lust from time to time, its confined to the realm of general fantasy and I don’t actually consider “going there” as a result of it.
Having said that, a lot of the questions being asked are amusing to me. Some of them are obvious personality or IQ questions, some of them are obviously “where do you fit on this political or moral spectrum”, and some are badly formed to the point of being completely unanswerable.
And then, every now and then, I find one unanswerable because it simply doesn’t consider factors that I need to know to make a desision. To wit:
Would you enjoy being tied up and having your lover write poetry on your naked back with a feather quill?
o Yes
o No
My immediate reaction to this was: “Well, that depends. How good is the poetry….?”
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