And don’t complain to me about the language. It’s about time someone fucking upgraded (downgraded) Schoolhouse Rock for the 21st Century. Don’t know what Schoolhouse Rock is?
Read a book!
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Category Archives: Literary
Have you had one of these days?
I’ve had too many of them.
While it’s true that it’s been some months since I last received an installment of Gimli/Bill slash with a hopeful “Can you give me your thoughts on this?” cover note, it was part four of six, and I employ the use of a mail drop for screening purposes for damn good reason. An angry Bill/Gimli slash writer is not someone I particularly want to face at the best of times, and when I haven’t responded to the last three installments OR when I have, saying exactly what’s on my mind; well, these are not exactly the best of times.
Imagine my surprise when I found a comic which perfectly illustrated my feelings. No need to reply personally to those invariably hand-scrawled tomes; simply return to sender, with this attached.
From Monkey Fluids, via Vicus.
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Remember: the MadV call to action
He’s back.
What do you want the world to remember?
On the 5th of November you are invited to post a video about what encompasses you as a person, what inspires you, what brings you hope, and most importantly those little things that you may have forgotten.
You may choose any topic, any idea, any person, event or place that you feel people need reminding of. You can use any style and any method (talking, writing, photos, metaphor) to get your message of remembrance across.
The aim of this project is to gather together people from all over the world on one unique day to celebrate the important things that we forget, and to remind each other of what we need to keep ideas alive.
Get ready, be creative – but please don’t post until the 5th November.
Remember, remember
Chin up,
MadV
Soe Win SO Loses
Soe Win, soe what? Ain’t karma a bitch?
Myanmar’s incumbent Prime Minister Soe Win, a hardliner best known for allegedly orchestrating an attack on democracy leader Aung San Suu Kyi, has died at age 59, state media said Friday.
General Soe Win rose in the ranks after the deadly attack on the Nobel laureate’s convoy in May 2003, an event known to her supporters as “Black Friday…“
But eventually Fate catches up with you, as you’d know, if you were a Buddhist. Like the hundreds of monks beaten on Soe Win‘s orders recently.
At least 13 people were killed and more than 2,000 arrested in the crackdown on the largest pro-democracy demonstrations the country has seen in almost 20 years, drawing international outrage expressed in a statement by the UN Security Council on Thursday.
Britney’s Sex Tape and Post Odds
The deal is this, although Metro doesn’t know the deal. At one time he did, but that was at least six beers ago, and now he knows nothing other than what I tell him and that includes original additions to the Cthulhu Mythos, to which he furrows his brow and goes…uh…wait…hold on…and I hand him another beer and objections are quickly forgotten.
There was also an attempt by his wife to add aliens and various other restrictions to the blog posts, but they are hereby overruled.
Anyway, the deal is that after drinking beer throughout the viewing of Two Days in the Valley, Tapeheads, and Phil the Alien, we would blog, and we would go hit-to-hit on brand, spanking new posts.
And as you know I’m all about the hits.
Okay, 2:20 in the morning is not the best time to get hits, but there are worse.
Reading his post, which he finished at great apparent effort while I answered four comments and three questions in the technical help forum, googled the image of a loser, uploaded it to Photobucket, and worked on this post, it appears that he thinks the issue is simple coherence, which any fool knows a drunk can achieve simply by imitating Hemingway.
And so I ask you to evaluate Metro’s post either in light of total hits OR in light of its ability to evoke Hemingway.
He’s got some 80’s dreck music playing, so I’ve cranked up the Mylene Farmer Megamix. Thank god for YouTube; it’s impossible to find MP3’s in this world, but you can always find YouTubes.
And since I titled this post so specifically, we can be certain that it will draw at least a finite number of readers. Deluded, misguided readers, it is true. But readers nonetheless.
Howdy, y’all!
raincoaster 