In wanton Arethusa's azured arms
Nothing like grandly sisyphean culinary debacles plagued by guilt and frustration and fathomless ineptitude. Must remember to pour oil out in the bushes before turning in.
There is simply never enough Wilson (or House-Wilson banter) in any given episode.
I am suddenly overcome with a sweeping passion to gorge myself on a Silly Symphonies fest. Childhood staples, the lot of them, but particular favorites (OH EL TOOB HOW I LOVE YOU MADLY I THINK YOU LOVE ME TOO) The China Shop, Music Land, Little Hiawatha (bunny!), The Cookie Carnival, and the gloriously melodramatic opera-lite Goddess of Spring (which would never get made today as is1) got watched until the VCR literally ate the tapes.
I ... have never read any Chrs. Marlowe. How can this be?
copperbadge and the best DVD one-line summaries ever:Hot Fuzz (cops exchange witticisms, impale villagers)
O Brother, Where Art Thou? (Mighty fine a pickin and a singin)
Pirates of the Caribbean I and II (Pirates swash, buckle, and CAN'T DIE.)
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (Gay subtext in the wizarding world)
Gangster No. 1 (Gay subtext in the underworld)
The Importance Of Being Earnest (Gay subtext in the upper classes)
An Ideal Husband (Witty people lie to each other)
Billy Elliot (Amusing children dance)
Four Weddings And A Funeral (Andie Macdowell can't act)
The Cabinet Of Dr. Caligari (Monsters! Damsels! German expressionists!)
Jim Henson's Storyteller Collection (Fuck CGI. Puppets are awesome)
The Storyteller collection really is one of the best things ever conceived, and I'm not above cutting you if you disagree.
This started out as an excerpts medley of currents read and mushroomed out of control, so until it gets beaten back to a respectable shape, I'll proffer only the merest bagatelle.
But what of ... cobra-geese?:This might be the safest place in England. It still wasn't safe enough, not for what Annique was carrying. [Grey:] "Leblanc has men and money. He wants her dead. How does he get to her?"
Hawker's knife stilled. "There's the old stand-by ... snipers."
Doyle moved along the shelf, checking titles. "We put on extra guards. We watch the neighborhood. She stays away from windows."
"Then there's setting the place on fire. Land mines in the garden. Rockets."
Rockets. He massaged the bridge of his nose. "How hard is it to get rockets in London?"
"Not easy," Doyle said. "Could be done."
"Artillery through the front door. Prussic acid in the next shipment of coffee beans." The knife disappeared into Hawker's sleeve. He pushed himself to his feet and started pacing the Bokhara rug. "Satchel bomb over the wall. Cobras down the chimney. Poison darts. Tunnelling in from the basement. Armed thugs at the back door. Your standard mysterious package delivery."
No one more inventive than the Hawker. "You can't get cobras in England, for God's sake. Talk to Ferguson about the food, though. That's a possibility."
"I know where to get cobras," Adrian said.
--Joanna Bourne, The Spymaster's Lady
1Persephone and Satan, in red satiny spandex, and wee little devils frolicking merrily to "Mighty Hades." Pathetically adorable bunnies alert at the 5:41 mark. Did I crush madly on Satan/Pluto? Yes, yes, I did. Naturally.
There is simply never enough Wilson (or House-Wilson banter) in any given episode.
I am suddenly overcome with a sweeping passion to gorge myself on a Silly Symphonies fest. Childhood staples, the lot of them, but particular favorites (OH EL TOOB HOW I LOVE YOU MADLY I THINK YOU LOVE ME TOO) The China Shop, Music Land, Little Hiawatha (bunny!), The Cookie Carnival, and the gloriously melodramatic opera-lite Goddess of Spring (which would never get made today as is1) got watched until the VCR literally ate the tapes.
I ... have never read any Chrs. Marlowe. How can this be?
copperbadge and the best DVD one-line summaries ever:Hot Fuzz (cops exchange witticisms, impale villagers)
O Brother, Where Art Thou? (Mighty fine a pickin and a singin)
Pirates of the Caribbean I and II (Pirates swash, buckle, and CAN'T DIE.)
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (Gay subtext in the wizarding world)
Gangster No. 1 (Gay subtext in the underworld)
The Importance Of Being Earnest (Gay subtext in the upper classes)
An Ideal Husband (Witty people lie to each other)
Billy Elliot (Amusing children dance)
Four Weddings And A Funeral (Andie Macdowell can't act)
The Cabinet Of Dr. Caligari (Monsters! Damsels! German expressionists!)
Jim Henson's Storyteller Collection (Fuck CGI. Puppets are awesome)
The Storyteller collection really is one of the best things ever conceived, and I'm not above cutting you if you disagree.
This started out as an excerpts medley of currents read and mushroomed out of control, so until it gets beaten back to a respectable shape, I'll proffer only the merest bagatelle.
But what of ... cobra-geese?:This might be the safest place in England. It still wasn't safe enough, not for what Annique was carrying. [Grey:] "Leblanc has men and money. He wants her dead. How does he get to her?"
Hawker's knife stilled. "There's the old stand-by ... snipers."
Doyle moved along the shelf, checking titles. "We put on extra guards. We watch the neighborhood. She stays away from windows."
"Then there's setting the place on fire. Land mines in the garden. Rockets."
Rockets. He massaged the bridge of his nose. "How hard is it to get rockets in London?"
"Not easy," Doyle said. "Could be done."
"Artillery through the front door. Prussic acid in the next shipment of coffee beans." The knife disappeared into Hawker's sleeve. He pushed himself to his feet and started pacing the Bokhara rug. "Satchel bomb over the wall. Cobras down the chimney. Poison darts. Tunnelling in from the basement. Armed thugs at the back door. Your standard mysterious package delivery."
No one more inventive than the Hawker. "You can't get cobras in England, for God's sake. Talk to Ferguson about the food, though. That's a possibility."
"I know where to get cobras," Adrian said.
--Joanna Bourne, The Spymaster's Lady
1Persephone and Satan, in red satiny spandex, and wee little devils frolicking merrily to "Mighty Hades." Pathetically adorable bunnies alert at the 5:41 mark. Did I crush madly on Satan/Pluto? Yes, yes, I did. Naturally.