The Pitifully Small & Unimportant Post
► I changed my self portrait userpic. As seen in the upper left corner here. **gestures to the upper left with his hands**
Wish I had more than just 15 slots for userpics, but alas, it's not currently meant to be. Trying to decide whether to delete some or not (I just deleted my animated superhero collage one). I made a few new userpics the other day and would like to use them, but don't know if I will. Here they are if you want to see them:
► DC Direct has a super cool Power Girl statue, based on Adam Hughes' artwork, solicitation for release in February 2010. Would love to get that! I'm not going to (it's $100 US, so who knows how much Canadian), but would love to.
Edit: My only problem with Adam Hughes artwork is that he usually draws women with very narrow hips. This statue being an example of that.
► In chat:
Derek: what are you up to?
Kai: Watching Happy Feet
Derek: haven't seen that
Derek: I watched Throw Momma From The Train and Blame It On Rio today
Kai: That sounds like the title of a single film
Derek: lol it does
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Garfield Minus Garfield
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Quote of the Moment
Dr. Evil: The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.
- Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery (1997)
Drinking: water
Eating: antacids tablets
Last Watched: Throw Momma From The Train (1987); Blame It On Rio (1984)
Wish I had more than just 15 slots for userpics, but alas, it's not currently meant to be. Trying to decide whether to delete some or not (I just deleted my animated superhero collage one). I made a few new userpics the other day and would like to use them, but don't know if I will. Here they are if you want to see them:
► DC Direct has a super cool Power Girl statue, based on Adam Hughes' artwork, solicitation for release in February 2010. Would love to get that! I'm not going to (it's $100 US, so who knows how much Canadian), but would love to.
Edit: My only problem with Adam Hughes artwork is that he usually draws women with very narrow hips. This statue being an example of that.
► In chat:
Derek: what are you up to?
Kai: Watching Happy Feet
Derek: haven't seen that
Derek: I watched Throw Momma From The Train and Blame It On Rio today
Kai: That sounds like the title of a single film
Derek: lol it does
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Garfield Minus Garfield
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Quote of the Moment
Dr. Evil: The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.
- Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery (1997)
Drinking: water
Eating: antacids tablets
Last Watched: Throw Momma From The Train (1987); Blame It On Rio (1984)