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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Spoilers! Sweetie.

Oh. My. God.

What? What?! What?!

Arghhh!

One more this weekend, then a break till September.

How can you do this to me?!

Strange effect

I don't know what it is about this V ad, but every time it comes on I have to watch all of it. Strangely compelling.

Is it the music? The epic machine? I have no idea.

Awesome electricity!

Tesla coils, good for something.


and, oh dear god -

Perils of home ownership










Oh xkcd, you have no idea how often I have been tempted to follow thus.  I have contented myself with hanging all (lots and lots) of my art and photos on the walls.  With nails in the plaster.

Ooooooooo *shiver*

Lets pop a leach down your trousers

The Wall Street Journal has a piece by Ricky Gervais on 'Why I'm an atheist'.  There are gems throughout:

Oh science
"It doesn’t hold on to medieval practices because they are tradition. If it did, you wouldn’t get a shot of penicillin, you’d pop a leach down your trousers and pray."

"The existence of God is not subjective. He either exists or he doesn’t. It’s not a matter of opinion. You can have your own opinions. But you can’t have your own facts."
I'm pretty sure a lot of people do have their own facts...

On the onus of explanation being on the believer
"If I came up to you and said, “Why don’t you believe I can fly?” You’d say, “Why would I?” I’d reply, “Because it’s a matter of faith.” If I then said, “Prove I can’t fly. Prove I can’t fly see, see, you can’t prove it can you?” You’d probably either walk away, call security or throw me out of the window and shout, ‘’F—ing fly then you lunatic.”"

On the day in which he stopped believing
"I was never ashamed of poverty. It was almost noble. Also, everyone I knew was in the same situation, and I had everything I needed. School was free. My clothes were cheap and always clean and ironed. And mum was always cooking. She was cooking the day I was drawing on the cross"
Beautiful.  And this:

"growing up where I did, mums didn’t hope as high as their kids growing up to be doctors; they just hoped their kids didn’t go to jail. So bring them up believing in God and they’ll be good and law abiding"

When his brother cheekily asks why he believes in god (to his mothers horror):
"There is no God. He knows it, and she knows it deep down. It was as simple as that. I started thinking about it and asking more questions, and within an hour, I was an atheist"

"Wow. No God. If mum had lied to me about God, had she also lied to me about Santa?"

And finally:
"Let’s be honest, if one person believed in God he would be considered pretty strange. But because it’s a very popular view it’s accepted. And why is it such a popular view? That’s obvious. It’s an attractive proposition. Believe in me and live forever"


It's a good article, read it.

Monday, May 30, 2011

So. Much. Fun.

Ice Hockey!

A cheerleading squad of us went to watch the Dunedin Thunder vs Canterbury Red Devils second game on Sunday - most fun I have had watching a sport in a long time.



















The rules are epic - for example the ref's are in play, so you can bounce yourself or the puck off them and carry on.  You are allowed to smash the other players into the barriers, and there were at least 2 fights in the one game.  It went in to epic overtime to finish, with a draw so the teams traded off single players vs. goalie to score.  Nothing happened then both got one in, then nothing, then Thunder got one in and the Devils missed the rejoinder.  Crazy.  Loved it.  Going again.

It was of course, freezing cold.  But everyone rocks up in beanies and gloves, and have blankies for the knees - and hot chips for $2 during the breaks, where, using a machine called a Zamboni, they shave the ice.  Mean!  (are you picking up on my unrestrained childlike delight here, people?!)

Def going to try for tickets to the US vs Canada game later on in the year.  That shit will be brutal!  Whoop!

Science...of the kitchen

I've been trying to step out side the baking box lately.  So a couple of weeks ago, Enter - ganache coated fruitcake.

Tastes better than it sounds, sounds better than it looks.  Gooey, sticky, delicious, bad for you - and very, very messy.

Would be good on a stick, cakesicle styles.



















Yum.  Needed more cherries.

I love

Now, don't get excited - it's not you.

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I love - taking things apart.  Especially things with screws.  Little screws.  Like microscopes.


Just kidding.  (The want is there, but I have never done it in actuality.)

But my old POS phone, on the other hand - when I was still using it, (that's Trouble looking through the sib's garden gate on the screen) I pulled it apart to both try and fix it - and just for shits and giggles.

See whats inside.  You know how it is.  Curiosity.














Awesome fun times.

Hitchhiker

On my windscreen, I can only assume wanting to be taken into the lab for experimentation.


















He was pretty cute.  And no, I did not dissect him.  Sheesh.

Not quite Banksy

But very Dundas.






















The view from my parked car.  Gorgeous
(That was my sarcastic voice.  Students are yucky.)

Don't you just hate it

When you get everything, but one - off your shopping list?!

Continuing on, in the 'Mashup' theme

Best biscuits of the moment:

















MallowPuff on a ToffeePop.  Genius.  We (The lovely CrazyGirl and I) tried the Chocolate chip smash Squiggle on Sunday night while starting Downton Abbey, which I rate, by the way (actually, both the biscuit and the program).  What ever could happen next?!

Those period dramas - get me every time.  I might have to send the DVD up to the Mother for her birthday. 

Mashup!

"The Vengeance Of Luke Chueh"
By Dave MacDowell

I miss golden books.

It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again...

I still get shivers.

I like some of Luke's stuff too:

Tribute Exhibition


Can't wait for the online version...I wish.  Exhibition starts 9th July, and is in California.  Unfortunately.

Simpsons Doctor Mashup

Dean takes his favourite characters and then draws them Simpsons-style.
And whadayano - some of them are my favourites too!  Snap!



Love them.  Collage wallpaper here and others hiding about, and hey! Look who else it is!

We had a brilliant discussion about you over coffee today, Cyclops.

And hey! Blade my man!

It's like my whole (movie) family is here!

Plus Thor, the sweetie:

Favourite blog for the day!

Like everyone else

It is a dream of mine, to see it IRL.

Sorry, couldn't help it.  In real life.  Stop your yabbering about youth these days and the slaughtering of the Queens good English, and look:

...

...

Ok, so it wont let me embed it.  Off you trot.














"Darkness took me. And I strayed out of thought and time. Stars wheeled overhead and everyday was as long as a life-age of the earth."

Watch the video, if just to see the stars wheeling overhead.

Oh sweetie



Dear Oprah,
Haha.

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Awwwww Cats! Dogs!

First, via the ineffable girl running in jandals:


One to watch with the sound on - so we discovered today, after watching the second video, in the office, with sound muted. Waiting for the dog to do something cute. You need the sound.

This one has been on no less than 4 blogs I follow, today.

You can see why.

On a side note - I have been cooking and writing in tandem, with Adele crooning in the background - and let me tell you; the 'light' pre-rolled flaky pastry Is. Not. Worth. It.
A wee bit of hot filling and it disintegrates. Fail, pastry, fail.

Elements in a glass


Beautiful.

Oh Harry, wherefore art thou

I have a friend who recently went to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter at Universal Orlando. The bitch.

Ahem.

So after her gloatingly showing off all of her numerous photos, I dug out the classic Voldy vs. HP rap battle, which she had not seen:



In the like of creating a monster, she found these:




People are awesome.
Sometimes.

People: abandoned, amazing.

This art series simply delights me on so many levels:
























Go look at some of the rest - just delightful, I promise.

Where do their stocks come from?

This is crazy shiznizzle - but I suppose all those high school teaching aids have to come from somewhere!












It was these guys who made the centaur skeleton, apparently - for fun.  Mad props.

Can I wear it while I wallpaper my house in it?

Threadless!

I can totally see this as a feature wall, done in beautiful embossed wallpaper:
Tardis damask
Thank you Rosemary, you are quite brill!

Volcano - good for something


Oh dear.  Cheer up Emo Horse.

Awwww, what an evil widdle Vader you are!



































Too cute, Epbot via here.  And from the same post, the cutest super knitted onesie:
Epbot from here.

On Repeat



Loving it. Esp 'Don't you remember', which I cannot post the official video to.

"I know I have a fickle heart and bitterness,
And a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head"

Yep. Feelin' it.

Friday, May 27, 2011

The 11th is funnier than the 10th

Though the 10th will always be my doctor.

"it's this, or go to your room and design a new type of screwdriver. Now don't make the mistakes I did."

Gold.

Should have kissed the girl, Doctor.

Oh my Christmas

I'm in my favorite place, with my animals, chocolate and the delightful prospect of an hours worth of the last Doctor Who Christmas special awaiting.

I've been hoarding it since... Well, Christmas, and the time has finally come.

Not sure why now, especially. Perhaps last nights stolen episode has triggered a mental cascade.

However, first impressions:

Dumbledore.

Ha.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Oh Bollocks

I tried, I really did.

I wanted to save up all the new Doctor Who and then have an epic blissful weekend at some point in the future; but I was flicking channels, lamenting the fact that nothing decent was on Telly for the first time I have watched it in about a month, and I flicked past the intro scene of the second episode of the year.

I only meant to watch 10minutes worth, I swear!



Love the fact that The Silence wear suits.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

On Repeat

Don't worry, I can't explain it either.

"They say be afraid
you're not like the others, futuristic lovers
different DNA, they dont understand you"

Wait...what?!

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Macro rocks my world

Gizzy shooting challenge.
Fav, Beehind, by David Kamminga:



By Jason Stanley.

And I know it's weird, but I love eye-shots:
153 Photos of Teeny Tiny Things
By Evan Kitaljevich

First of all: Yum


Second of all, I totally agree, with most of your points, Body of a Geek Goddess - for the next season.

1.  More Eric, less Bill.  Die Bill! Die.
2.  Give Tara something to do, or get her out of the show.  Quite.
3.  No more Sam the psycho.  It just doesn't fit with his true character.
4.  Less of the stupid were-rednecks, more of the proper werewolves.  Mmmmmm.
5.  Bring back Russell Edginton.  Yes, despite his complete shift of character (and timing) from cannon - he does make splendid telly.
6.  More Pam.  I love Pam's character both in cannon and on-show.  Lovely.

and 7.  More naked Eric.  (wait, did I also say that out loud?!) Well... have you read the books my sweeties?!  HBO Season 4, tick tock, tick tock...

And speaking of the books - my copy of Dead Reckoning arrived last week (along with a parcel from the sister in London on Saturday - tacky wedding mug (love it!) and two rolls of Jaffa Cakes, cause my big sib just knows me soooo well.  The perfect accompaniment to submersion in a new, much anticipated book.).  Being wary of spoilers, I just don't know what to say.  I really don't.  Might take a couple of days to absorb it, but sheesh - I hate how that woman ends her books!  Give us a break!  Throw us a bone!  Take less than a year to write a new book!

Nurgh.

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Geek's update - AS in GQ, smouldering up a freaking storm.












Gah. Nggh.

I want to go

to beautiful Iceland.

Sublime.  By Stephane Vetter.

YarnStorming

Sounds like awesome fun.

I feel so let down

I was looking forward to riding my new pet Raptor to work on Monday, but I guess someone, somewhere, lost my delivery address.

Pity.

On the upside, loving the RaptureBombing


And The Oatmeal has a brill comic up about how this whole event was being managed.

So not a complete let-down.

Though I guess the Atheists organising the Post-Rapture Pet Pickup service can take the day off on Monday.  $135?!  People are nuts.  And apparently slashing throats of children and so on in the US, I think I shall stop reading the news.