Is Winter Coming? (On the Subject of Fantasy, Part 00101001 of 2)
First off, a more public and apparent thanks to Slynt and the outstanding community growing over at Is Winter Coming?, the blog dedicated to not kissing ass and not thinking masturbatory keyboard action counts as real progress. Gentlemen, and that maybe-lady that every dude on there is PMing his sword length to, we salute you.
Secondly, I'm pleased that somebody noted the 3700+ word count of George's sputterings regarding the health care bill. Now I'm not looking to start a political debate, because let's be honest, using blogs to discuss politics is like using Legos to illustrate the principles of architecture. Maybe you can do it, but in the end, you still look like a lonely child.
On the TV front, new news that George's favorite cleavage-barer Jennifer Ehle has been replaced by Michelle Fairley. Changing cast members right after the pilot...interesting. Might there be trouble in Westeros? Who knows. I guess it worked for Leave It to Beaver. I also find it interesting that AGOT only got a nine-show order, which makes me wonder if they are abbreviating the first book heavily, or just producing part of it so they can see how it goes. If you've got info, hit me up.
And now, we move onto the next installment of...On the Subject of Fantasy! (Please speak that phrase in the voice of the Futurama "Welcome to the World of Tomorrow!" Guy)
Today's Matchup: TERRY "Where's the Gym?" GOODKIND versus POUL "I Dropped My Soda" ANDERSON
Battle of the Stud Monkeys
TERRY GOODKIND
At first glance, this photo brings one thought to mind: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. But then, on second glance, it causes a rousing in my Dockers the likes of which I haven't experienced since I first read Stone of Tears. Now to be honest, I am not the most well-read Goodkind aficionado. I read the aforementioned Stone of Tears, and Wizard's First Rule, and to be honest, that might be it. I remember liking them well enough, but for whatever reason--probably Robert Jordan, or maybe discovering sex--I never went back to his stuff. Goodkind does have a knack for artistic description, IMO, but I guess I never found something unique enough to draw me in. But in term of sexiness, he's got more stock than a Swanson's Factory.
POUL ANDERSON
You think this contest is over, don't you? You took one look at that shirt and the glasses and the sad, detached look in his eyes, and you made your decision, didn't you? Pathetic. This isn't Sam Tarly versus Jaime Lannister, fer crissakes. You need to think outside the box. (And by the way, it's bullshit that Jaime Lannister defeated Cthulhu in that poll. You know this is the truth.)
The fact is, the Pleasure Poul has a lot going for him. Not only is he known for paranoid delusions about the government, and inserting his political leanings into almost everything he writes, but he has one thing going for him: Skafloc. Yep, that's right, the half-elf dude from The Broken Sword. That book gave us elves, trolls, witches, some religious commentary on why Christians were lame and Norse gods ruled. Plus the book had fucking Odin, and Ragnarok, and all sorts of awesome Nordic shit that makes you want to throw on some corpsepaint and sing some Bathory tunes just to get in the mood of frozen moons and bleak mountain forests rife with tormented sorrow. (I should SO start writing fantasy novels.) He was mainly a Sci-Fi (or SyFy, oh my fucking god) guy, but his brief forays into purer fantasy were pretty sweet. So don't sell Poul short, even if he was only like 5'2", because this dude knew how to put the fantasy in "fantasy literature." You know what I mean.
So there it is: Terry versus Poul. Girly names, manly dreams. Who's sexier?
Poll On the Subject of Fantasy
Secondly, I'm pleased that somebody noted the 3700+ word count of George's sputterings regarding the health care bill. Now I'm not looking to start a political debate, because let's be honest, using blogs to discuss politics is like using Legos to illustrate the principles of architecture. Maybe you can do it, but in the end, you still look like a lonely child.
On the TV front, new news that George's favorite cleavage-barer Jennifer Ehle has been replaced by Michelle Fairley. Changing cast members right after the pilot...interesting. Might there be trouble in Westeros? Who knows. I guess it worked for Leave It to Beaver. I also find it interesting that AGOT only got a nine-show order, which makes me wonder if they are abbreviating the first book heavily, or just producing part of it so they can see how it goes. If you've got info, hit me up.
And now, we move onto the next installment of...On the Subject of Fantasy! (Please speak that phrase in the voice of the Futurama "Welcome to the World of Tomorrow!" Guy)
Today's Matchup: TERRY "Where's the Gym?" GOODKIND versus POUL "I Dropped My Soda" ANDERSON
Battle of the Stud Monkeys
TERRY GOODKIND
At first glance, this photo brings one thought to mind: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. But then, on second glance, it causes a rousing in my Dockers the likes of which I haven't experienced since I first read Stone of Tears. Now to be honest, I am not the most well-read Goodkind aficionado. I read the aforementioned Stone of Tears, and Wizard's First Rule, and to be honest, that might be it. I remember liking them well enough, but for whatever reason--probably Robert Jordan, or maybe discovering sex--I never went back to his stuff. Goodkind does have a knack for artistic description, IMO, but I guess I never found something unique enough to draw me in. But in term of sexiness, he's got more stock than a Swanson's Factory.
POUL ANDERSON
You think this contest is over, don't you? You took one look at that shirt and the glasses and the sad, detached look in his eyes, and you made your decision, didn't you? Pathetic. This isn't Sam Tarly versus Jaime Lannister, fer crissakes. You need to think outside the box. (And by the way, it's bullshit that Jaime Lannister defeated Cthulhu in that poll. You know this is the truth.)
The fact is, the Pleasure Poul has a lot going for him. Not only is he known for paranoid delusions about the government, and inserting his political leanings into almost everything he writes, but he has one thing going for him: Skafloc. Yep, that's right, the half-elf dude from The Broken Sword. That book gave us elves, trolls, witches, some religious commentary on why Christians were lame and Norse gods ruled. Plus the book had fucking Odin, and Ragnarok, and all sorts of awesome Nordic shit that makes you want to throw on some corpsepaint and sing some Bathory tunes just to get in the mood of frozen moons and bleak mountain forests rife with tormented sorrow. (I should SO start writing fantasy novels.) He was mainly a Sci-Fi (or SyFy, oh my fucking god) guy, but his brief forays into purer fantasy were pretty sweet. So don't sell Poul short, even if he was only like 5'2", because this dude knew how to put the fantasy in "fantasy literature." You know what I mean.
So there it is: Terry versus Poul. Girly names, manly dreams. Who's sexier?
Poll On the Subject of Fantasy