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I have no idea why I am so fascinated by this video. Perhaps it's the brilliant usage of game cinematic. Perhaps it's the tingle of lore done right...

Perhaps it's the totally and completely random Japanese pop song being played for the background. Either way, it is full of win.

"Giving the reader a sex scene which is only half right is like giving her half of a kitten. It is not half as cute as a whole kitten: it is a bloody, godawful mess."

Fin.

Sometimes... commercials are a good thing. Mostly they are irritating but sometimes you get this...

Forget pretentiousness. Forget that I don't even READ the series anymore. THIS video below is lock stock and smoking crotch a perfect match for the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter series. Tell me you don't SEE that resemblance.

Toetapping and true to life. Plus who doesn't love a color coordinated apartment?



I should update more. But alas life>blog!

Long and short: Work is crazy and glorious, teenagers are nuttier than a bowl of peanuts, I struggle as a Catholic and we're thinking of getting a kitten to entertain our dog while both of us are out of the apartment...

Rocks my fucking socks.

Thank you Joss Wheadon for proving your utter genius YET AGAIN.

Watch and LOVE:
http://www.drhorrible.com/

I know, I know, it's late in the summer and you've already used it half up and read most of the books I'll list. But there's still pool time left! There are books that should be listed! If only to assure everyone out there that there are SOME writers executing their craft well. So below is a list I compiled of things I have read and would easily and happily recommend to all and sundry.

Warning! Long arse post below the cut!

( I am infinitely rich and can buy whatever books I want! Yeah right... )

A sweet scent from far, far away drifts across the street corner.

Summer time... and the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high.
*cue lazy sax solo*

End of a year of teaching. Or of Teacher Aiding. It's been wonderful and boring and wonderful and fun and boring and stressful. And it's got nothing on the year to come. Anticipation is probably going to turn me gray. Either way, new apartment, new car, new job, gorgeous balcony... what more could a Flo ask for?

Well... many things. But I shall not be greedy.

Happy St. Patrick's Day to all you Irish and Irish by heart!

Have a nasty green beer for me!

Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.

Merry Christmas!

Happy Yule!

Merry Winter Solstice!

Happy Kwanzaa!

Happy Hanukkah!

Happy Whateverholidayyoumayhappentocelebrateornotcelebrateduringthesedays!

Seriously, take a load off and relax. If only for 5 minutes. And try not to kill your family or eat all the cookies in one sitting... make it at least TWO sittings and hide the bodies well!

Peace~

What the little ones see, the little ones do.

I was always ambivalent to the Holidays. It meant stuff, playing trumpet at some church at crazy hours of the night and basically stress. My mother would start playing Christmas music the second the Thanksgiving meal was ended. It was pretty damn frightening.

So this year having little kids around gives it a whole new twist. They get so excited and the excitement DOES NOT STOP. It's fun to watch, when you don't have to deal with them. But when you have to get them lined up and quiet or writing out "Merry Christmas" at age 4 it's pretty frustrating. But oh the projects! SO MANY CUTSIE LITTLE PROJECTS!

And yet again I'm roped into playing Christmas music with no prep time. This makes me irritated. Especially since they want me playing piano, which is NOT my primary instrument. I could play Jingle Bells on my trumpet, standing upside down, eyes closed, while a midget tickles my feet. But put me in front of an audience with a piano and STILL supposed to lead the singing... ugh.

I'm thinking I'll swap vodka for my water bottle on the day of the little presentation.

I kid!

Maybe...

Sláinte chugat!

Well I upgraded, I selected a pretty background, I reshuffled the ads, (What? I'm cheap and I'm not paying for it!) and I'll add new icons for Yule. Hooray for easy clicking journals! Otherwise I'd be a lazy slag and never post.

*looks sideways*
*coughs*

Not much going on at taigh Taylor. The holidays are roaring in, cookies are being baked. Ornaments are being baked. And baby trees are being potted.

At this point in time, despite the season, I'm down 3 sizes in pants. Almost to the second (third?) weight goal. Body seems to be pretty happy about it all. Despite it's grumblings. The plumbing is waking up and going "Eh... what's going on?" Not to cold here, a bit of snow but it melted quickly.

I have bitches and kevetches but you know... it's just not the time of year. It's just NOT. I need joy and merriment and good will towards mankind. By golly!

I read somewhere in someplace with something (my awesome recollection astounds does it not?) that if you donate to charity your brain becomes happier. Thereby dumping more serotonin into your body. Which makes YOU more happy. See, happiness all around. So if you walk by a bell ringer today, scrounge around in your pockets, give the loose change. Even if it's just a dime. You'll be happier and your brain will be going "WEEEE" and someone, somewhere will also be going "WEEEEEE".

It's a wee win win situation.

*hits up the change jar on the way to work*

It's Hump Day. That alone should make it happy. I mean you get to go "TEEHEE HUMP DAY" in your head ALL DAY LONG.

Besides that happy thought I shall consider my happy thought for the morning to be that I ran for a damn hour yesterday. Yes, it was on a treadmill. Yes, I was indoors. Yes, I had the world's AWESOME-EST soundtrack on my iPod. And yes, I almost vomited my lungs up. BUT I DID IT!

It's the little things that make getting up at 5:30am tolerable. Even if I have to wait 10 minutes for the hot water heater to crank it up. AT LEAST I BE HAVIN' THE HOT!

Oh and HELLOOOOO Mistletoe and Bones! And damned if I'm not going to use the "I was feeling puckish and it cannot be denied!" defense for everything now. EVERYTHING.

What's good for today? Bones. YAY BONES! And House. Yesterday I got a bit wild with the hair dye so I can't say "Oh wow I'm gonna look fab!" Cause I sort of doubt that a purple head looks fab. Maybe festive...

Oh and I made a huge batch of chili. That took effort and lots of onion cutting. That requires universe points as well. HELLO UNIVERSE YOU HEAR THAT? GIMMIE A GODDAMNED SOUL COOKIE!

I have a closet full of too BIG clothes. That is my happy thought this morning. My pants are too big, my shirts are too big, my over the shoulder bolder holders are too big. The only thing that still fits are my shoes and socks (thank god).

Can you think of a better way to wake up on a Monday? After Thanksgiving? AFTER having EATEN and eaten well at said holiday?

I can't either. Here's to the next 10!

WHERE FOR ART THOU?

To any SOTDR'S out there that may know what's up... lemme know! I need my damned fix!

You know how you sometimes wake up and everything goes to shit almost instantly? You either fall out of bed or manage to bang your head hard enough to leave a giant bruise... then you trip over shoes, fall out of the shower (which is cold), accidentally use mouthwash on your hair instead of shampoo (DO NOT ASK)...

( Well you get the picture. )

80gig baby. To suppliment my 500gig external drive of JOY.

Now picture this. Flo installs the iTunes KNOWING that it's bound to screw up her carefully controlled and folderized drives. Stepping away from her computer for a moment while the iPod does it's "thing" she came back to find... EVERY SINGLE FOLDER REARRANGED!

insert insane rage and flailing about here

Needless to say Flo was VERY upset and it took her 3 weeks to finally put everything back together and organized in a manner where she could actually FIND THE FLIPPING MUSIC. Seriously iPod... breaking up compilations into a SINGLE SONG PER FOLDER is not cool. In fact it's criminal. F U iPOD!

*ahem*

And just for your own personal lulz, here is what I've been doing all morning. No not watching but singing along and trying to dance with them.

So sometimes I like to write long diatribes on the state of literature today (without, of course, doing anything to alter that myself since the stories in my head aren't fit for other people... let alone me half the time). Sometimes I link stupid pictures and sometimes I find nifty videos.

Well today I'm suggesting that if you're a gamer (you've played ANY online RPG or hell, even any RPG) you go take a look at this comic. Not only did the art start out WONDERFUL (which often doesn't happen in online comics) but the cast is hysterical and it has one of the BEST lines ever.

It's a long road ahead of us... let's litter it with bodies!

Now that is meant in a humorous light, in the context of gaming. NOT IN ANYTHING ELSE. /end of disclaimer

Here's the blurb from the author's site:

I wanted to make a quick post this morning to welcome new visitors that followed the link from Wowhead.com.

Looking for Group is a Fantasy/Humor comic that tells the ongoing tales of Cale, Richard, Krunch, Benny and Sooba. While we may parody World of Warcraft, Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time, George RR. Martin's Song of Fire and Ice, Terry Goodkind's Sword of Truth, Everquest, Lord of the Rings and pretty much every MMO and piece of fiction we can get our hands on, LFG is set in its own world, with its own races, rules and history.

The Comic is updated twice a week, with a new page every Monday and Thursday.

So enjoy the nerdly humor!

http://lfgcomic.com/