Still alive...

[pensnest]

There seems to be a rule that when we (ie, sparklyfolk) visit nopseud, bedtime is 5am. We (that's interlock and me, and of course some sane people too) had a delightful time celebrating her birthday with curry, and then watched the Cartercest movie "Harry and Max", which is... which... words fail me. It is the cinematic equivalent of the lava lamp story, in that it is (a) dire, and (b) perfect for those late nights in the company of fellow sparkly fans. We must show it at Camp Sparkly*, with a scheduled recovery period afterwards. We must debate the foreskin question: did Nick Harry lose his foreskin in a tragic skateboarding accident? (And - how??? But he'd give a million fucking dollars to have it back, so something must have happened to it!)

Anyway. I spent much of Sunday in the car, as when I got home, Bun was there, having been to a WoW guild meeting in London and come home for the night. So we watched the Christmas episode of "Dr Who" and I drove her back to Bristol.

Had to deal with the Minutes Of Doom yesterday, 14 sides of A4 which I painstakingly noted down at a recent EGM. Then a management meeting in the evening at which the rest of the committee received the minutes with cries of admiration, and neatly delegated the task of discussing same to me and two others (one of whom was absent, obviously a Bad Move on her part). Sigh.

As I sat, in civilised fashion, at the dining room table for my solitary breakfast, I observed that my cat was lurking on the patio, on the house side of the several large pots. While, on the garden side, was my neighbour's cat. They spied each other simultaneously, and froze. Stone cats. Then, with infinitesimal adjustments, began to creep slowly into defensive positions. Neighbourcat paced in perfect slow motion towards the pots, en route to fence through which to escape. Mycat peered in slow motion round the biggest pot, then slithered round and looked through gap between other pots, only to encounter the guilty face of Neighbourcat peeking back. Then, still in slow motion, the cats went in opposite directions... They are both complete wimps.

And today... hmm. I think I made a To Do list. Wonder where it is.


*No, we haven't forgotten the idea of a Europopslashfannish get-together, and are *hoping* very much to book a venue soon. If you are, or might be, interested, do join sparklyukfans, which isn't restricted to those in this country at all. I have a growing list of 'things to put on the programme', once we have date and venue fixed.

Comments

[trumpeterofdoom.livejournal.com]

Speaking of which, have you and nopseud managed to find an alternative venue yet?

[pensnest]

There are, it turns out, *lots* of alternatives, though some of them are far too pricy for us to consider. We've found one we really like the look of, but aren't able to book it yet... I dare not say more until we have managed to make a booking.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I was reading A's account of that film, and the foreskin question has been puzzling me ever since, even though I didn't even see the film *g*

[pensnest]

Frankly, seeing the film won't really help... it just raises the question (wtf?) and doesn't answer it. As A remarked, it really needed a good beta reader.

[turloughishere.livejournal.com]

They are both complete wimps.

Nooo, they're just very well-mannered cats! One must be polite to the neighbours, even when they have the bad taste to trespass in your garden :-)

we haven't forgotten the idea of a Europopslashfannish get-together

Wheeeeee!

[pensnest]

Hmm, given my cat's recent tendency to ignore her litter tray in favour of the carpet (argh!) I'm not inclined to give her the benefit of the doubt!

I *really* hope we can make Camp Sparkly happen - we have so many ideas.

[ephemera.livejournal.com]

hee - bullet-time kitties ;)

Also : congrats on your teams weekly win!

[pensnest]

I did wish I'd had a video camera...

And yay, go team a, possibly this week I shall have a rather more considerable contribution to make. Had a nice evening walk, it's so balmy out there!

[ninjetti75.livejournal.com]

Heee.

Your kitty story amuses me greatly. Any cat owner could perfectly envision exactly what you were describing.

As for the Cartercest movie... ..oh screw it, it's the Cartercest movie. As for that and the foreskin thing... ..um, does he talk about having it "before" at some point in his life, or something? I mean, it's an American movie... ..80-90% of all American males are still circumcised at birth. Maybe it's only 70-80% these days, but still, back when, uh, "Harry" would have been born... I suppose one can miss what one knows one has been denied, but only intellectually. And if the "skating accident" thing was supposed to be legit... ..uh, I don't even WANT to know, lmao.

Whatever. I read the iMDB write-up, and died laughing at the user comment of how well the movie worked. Some people obviously have limited exposure to actually good stories. *g*

[pensnest]

Now, see, you're assuming there was some element of *logic* involved! We could not discern why the poor chap brought the subject up in the first place (the bouts of shrieking hysteria did obscure some of the dialogue, it is true). The possibility of a tragic skateboarding accident was hinted at in a deleted scene, which *began* with a reference and then wandered off randomly, as indeed did so much of the dialogue.

Yep, given that most likely the kid would have been circumcised when he was tiny and helpless, it seemed - oh, hell, the whole thing was *completely* absurd, what's one more element? (I'm surprised the males of America don't rise up in wrath and smite their parents, incidentally! I mean - why?)