Great Big Sea: So Goodbye--

Audience: FARE THEE WELL

Great Big Sea: Jesus. O.o --and other important figures from.

We may have startled the band with our enthusiasm. :D

I may also have bruises on my hands from clapping. Again.

Note to self--next time y'score tickets all of a row away from the stage, bring earplugs.

I do love these books. :)

Okay, context, because I'm nice like that. Way back in the days of yore, I got my hands on a book by Debra Doyle and James D. MacDonald, called The Stars Asunder. In the introduction of that book, they talked about how they'd been stuck out in the back of beyond for a while, and started writing bits of a space opera ( Read more... )

Y'know how Apple's boasting about the MacBook Airs weighing a bit less than 4 pounds?

There's a rifle design that's been around for forty-odd years that in its basic configuration weighs two and a half. It also disassembles to use its stock as a carrying device for the whole thing. Which floats.

Wikipedia link
Non Wikipedia review link

Which is to say that Great Big Sea's ZooTunes concert last night was a marvelous amount of fun, filled with Nova Scotian Rock Gods and one of the very few accordian Rock Stars (appropriately enough wearing rock star sunglasses for the very prosaic purpose of Not Being Blind, Thank You). I actually clapped hard enough to bust a blood vessel in one ( Read more... )

Specifically those of you who have both me and merditha on your own friends-lists.

merditha is of the opinion that any and all of her fans are mythicalI am feeling contrary, and thus posting ( Read more... )

Played on horseback.

several links here

Just in case any of you needed inspiration. :D

I am not so coherent about yesterday as my roommate was late last night ( here, for those of you on her life filter). She wasn't kidding about this lot being brain-scramblingly good.

In other news, I have once again created a shelf-space crisis in our living room. Something about going to the Island to return a hammered dulcimer to its original ( Read more... )

It's not real--it's fairy tale, all the colours are too bright and the caricatures are there instead of the proper people behind them--but oh, the SHINY.

See Nanny McPhee, if you can.

. . . Shiiiiiiiiiiiiny.

This is a man with too much time on his hands.

( he built a harpsichord. )