randomly various, or possibly variously random
So, Farscape! Why has the universe been keeping this from me all these years? It's space opera! Four episodes in, I'd say that it has the necessary combination of over-the-top and gritty, with a nice line in humour and sufficient sexy spaceships to keep my happy buttons pushed. It's not quite as well-scripted as Firefly, but otherwise functions as a rather happy mix of Lexx with same, with possible occasional moments of Star Trek. And when I find the particular cosmic wossname responsible for delaying this happy addition to my fangirly archive, there will be Words Said, I can tell you.
Did the Career Choice meme, courtesy of egadfly. No. 1 choice is "Professor". Am glumly unsurprised. Fortunately "Website Designer" and "Desktop Publisher" came in at 7 and 10 respectively, so perhaps there's extra-academic hope for me. Amused to note that the test apparently agrees with my current dream-tendencies, in mutual defiance of all actual ability and inclination: "Actor" is at number 9. Tchah.
Finally, must pimp the rather fun online fantasy novels of Mayer Allen Brenner, which I found somewhereorother a couple of weeks ago, and of which I have just been reminded by BoingBoing. Entertaining, quite well written, with a nicely irreverent take on magic as an essentially geeky discipline, and a hero called Maximillian the Vaguely Disreputable. Fun.
Last Night I Dreamed: I was shepherding Neil Gaiman (in his trademark black leather jacket) through various public appearances in a large, busy city I suspect was New York. While including a certain amount of hotel-wrangling and airport-taxi-provision, this also entailed standing around protectively while he wrote madly on his laptop, and occasionally rubbing his shoulders. Anyone who tried to interpret this one gets shot. Metaphorically speaking.
Did the Career Choice meme, courtesy of egadfly. No. 1 choice is "Professor". Am glumly unsurprised. Fortunately "Website Designer" and "Desktop Publisher" came in at 7 and 10 respectively, so perhaps there's extra-academic hope for me. Amused to note that the test apparently agrees with my current dream-tendencies, in mutual defiance of all actual ability and inclination: "Actor" is at number 9. Tchah.
Finally, must pimp the rather fun online fantasy novels of Mayer Allen Brenner, which I found somewhereorother a couple of weeks ago, and of which I have just been reminded by BoingBoing. Entertaining, quite well written, with a nicely irreverent take on magic as an essentially geeky discipline, and a hero called Maximillian the Vaguely Disreputable. Fun.
Last Night I Dreamed: I was shepherding Neil Gaiman (in his trademark black leather jacket) through various public appearances in a large, busy city I suspect was New York. While including a certain amount of hotel-wrangling and airport-taxi-provision, this also entailed standing around protectively while he wrote madly on his laptop, and occasionally rubbing his shoulders. Anyone who tried to interpret this one gets shot. Metaphorically speaking.