Sorry for all the blah blah whinging that's been going on around here, I do intend to cheer up sometime in the next century or so.
Here's some things that make me happy, right now:
Now that's old. Isn't the world amazing? See also: any David Attenborough doco.
For evidence of my mad knitting skillz, and my poor ability to do things in a timely manner, see here.
Did anyone else watch the Jane Goodall interview with Denton last night? She made Donny Osborne seem like a raving narcissist. She seemed so gentle and hopeful and wise, genuinely real and with something very important to say. This is old but good. Reading about Goodall leads one to all sorts of interesting things about violence in chimp communities and the 'theory of mind', which sucks up one's already precious internet time. Damn you google!
As a girl (yes, it's true) who likes comics (yes, it's true) I found this fairly apt: how to write a female comic book character. With added Buffy.
While I'm in that general area, Joss Whedon and race. The blog is called Feminist SF. Also, for Fyodor, a round-up of posts on POTC II, racism and those cannibals.
Finally, where has Chockylit been all my life? Though the cafe I work at makes splendiferous cupcakes, so I have no need to cook such indulgences. We're not really allowed to eat the cafe's cupcakes, unless they are old, damaged, or in some other way unfit for sale -- say if they are 'accidentally' dropped en route to the cake cabinet or smushed 'accidentally' by the back of one's hand whilst being fished out of a box or if the icing is 'accidentally' smeared everywhere when one is cleaning out the bottom of the bikkie box... Yeah, you get the idea.
I was hoping Chockylit was going to be fan fiction for that great English SF kids show.
(and Before Nerds Attack, the John Wyndham books too but they have less emotional cache for me)
Posted by: Amanda | July 25, 2006 at 06:16 PM
Bother bother bother. I missed the Jane Goodall interview after planning to watch it all week. I guess I will have to satisfy myself with the transcript.
It isn't repeated during the week is it?
Posted by: Cristy | July 26, 2006 at 05:03 AM
I'd all but forgotten about 'Chocky'; all I can remember from the TV series was the kid building weird traingular models from clay and saying "this is home" or somesuch.
Speaking of John Wyndham, my dad bought me 'Greenwich Cuckoos' and 'The Triffids' to read before I was 10.
Posted by: Kate | July 26, 2006 at 07:28 AM
Ta muchly. I was nearly out of feminazi reading material, and - as an elitist white patriarch trapped in an elitist white patriarch's body - fast losing my deep-rooted feelings of oppressed outrage. I blame me.
Posted by: Fyodor | July 27, 2006 at 05:56 AM
Is that the lone voice of white male privilege crying forlornly from his position of unassailable power? Poor white male, I pity him, with so much command of the world's resoruces.
Posted by: Kate | July 27, 2006 at 08:15 AM
World domination's not all it's cracked up to be, you know. There's a lot of paperwork, for one thing, and the hours are a bitch.
But one musn't grumble - onwards & upwards.
Posted by: Fyodor | July 27, 2006 at 12:53 PM
Sir?
Just a note to say that the three hundred identical jumpsuits for your "Legions of Terror" will be ready Sunday the 13th - which I believe you have called "Stage 1".
regards,
Herrence Froud
World Beating Costumers
By appointment or gun-point only
Posted by: harry | July 31, 2006 at 03:25 PM