leahbobet: (bat signal)
Things purchased so far this weekend, in order of acquisition:

-- Brown indie designer hoodie with a bit of Bathurst and Queen silkscreened onto it;
-- Cute little indie designer black and white floral quasi-babydoll dress;
-- The annual dyeing-of-the-roots to get my blue streaks back into shape, plus haircut while we were at it;
-- Books! Karin Lowachee's The Gaslight Dogs and [livejournal.com profile] truepenny's Corambis, specifically;
-- A blue feathered fascinator which sets off my streaks really nicely;
-- The layaway deposit on these. Yes. I know. I'm insane. I have no idea why I just did that and I'm not sorry.

[Poll #1547045]

That said, it's a beautiful day in Torontoville. I think I want to go find a patio to sit on. And drink something. Something girly.
Today seems to be a slightly stop-and-start day at Dayjob, so I shall spam LJ a second time.

So due to catching the tail end of a fabulous sale last night while doing some price and build comparisons, I did actually plunk down some cash for a new laptop. Said laptop has the specs I needed for what I am told is a reasonable-to-cheap price, and I will shamelessly admit that a factor in my buying it was that I could customize the case to look like this:

Bahahaha I'm such a girl!

Yes. I am soon to be proud owner of a Sparkly Purple Girly Laptop. I am all aflutter. :D

Thing is, I am not sure quite what to name the new addition to the family.

Naming laptops is tricky. You sort of get what you ask for. While it was done more in recognition than in the spirit of asking for it, I'm sure it didn't do me any favours that my current/soon-to-be-former laptop is named Coyote the Trickster Laptop, and the relative cooperativeness of my desktop probably has to do with it being called Mary Sue the Wonder Desktop. You have to watch yourself with this kind of thing.

So. I figured why not hold a contest?

People of the Internet, what should I name my fabulously girly sparkly purple laptop?

While I reserve the right to use none of these things, award no prize, and just go haring off on my own, the suggester of a winning laptop name will be awarded some actual fabulous prize which I will think up when I'm not at work and append to the end of this entry once I've figured it out. Let's call the closing on this midnight on Friday, just to give it some good and solid time. As always, showing your work is appreciated.

ETA: Okay, methinks the prize will be chocolate of some sort. Maybe something from Polidori.

Go forth, my pretties! Fly!
leahbobet: (milk?)
...ah hey, why not? If you wish it, send me an electronic, secret, coin-operated Valentine. Like [livejournal.com profile] tithenai says, I've been leaving them for others, so may as well.

My Valentinr - cristalia
Get your own valentinr

In other news, my dinner tonight is sole stuffed with spinach, red peppers, and asiago and vegetarian mushroom risotto (taste test in advance of work potluck tomorrow; I still prefer it made with chicken stock, but it nonetheless passes muster). The House is back in session next week and I am trying to beat into my head that the food I cook and bring with me for lunch is cheaper, better, and more fabulous than the food in the cafeteria. There are a lot of vegetables in my fridge at the present moment.

So if you do not want to leave a valentine, or if you want to leave something better than a valentine, what's your favourite work-lunch recipe?
Yes, folks. This livejournal promises, and it delivers.

I give you the new glasses:

[Poll #1480066]
Internet, O internet. You have failed me tonight.

Why has nobody made a video of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom set to the dulcet strains of the Doom Song?

What have you all been waiting for? Really.

(Videos of Dr. Doom to the Doom Song are also acceptable.)
leahbobet: (milk?)
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (5:33:03 PM): (Iggy informs us that he's a punk rocker yes he is.)
[livejournal.com profile] stillnotbored (5:35:37 PM): I thought Sheena was a punk rocker.
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (5:36:14 PM): Iggy says him too.
[livejournal.com profile] stillnotbored (5:36:27 PM): I can deal with that.
[livejournal.com profile] matociquala (5:37:11 PM): Iggy was there first.
[livejournal.com profile] matociquala (5:37:15 PM): Sheena's a copycat.
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (5:37:18 PM): hee
[livejournal.com profile] matociquala (5:37:27 PM): Besides, she has no subject position.
[livejournal.com profile] matociquala (5:37:32 PM): How do we know what she thinks?
[livejournal.com profile] stillnotbored (5:37:50 PM): Joey told me.
[livejournal.com profile] stillnotbored (5:37:56 PM): I took his word.
[livejournal.com profile] matociquala (5:38:00 PM): See?
[livejournal.com profile] matociquala (5:38:18 PM): We need Sheena's self-identification.

[Poll #1369536]
Okay, so we were doing this:

[livejournal.com profile] hawkwing_lb (3:33:32 PM): "Does not nature itself teach you that if a man wears long hair, it is degrading to him?"
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (3:33:42 PM): it does?
[livejournal.com profile] hawkwing_lb (3:33:47 PM): ancient writers. I am still croggled by them.
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (3:34:03 PM): hee.
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (3:34:06 PM): "damn hippies!"
[livejournal.com profile] hawkwing_lb (3:34:13 PM): according to one Saul of Tarsus, aka St Paul, it does :P
[livejournal.com profile] hawkwing_lb (3:34:47 PM): heh
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (3:36:59 PM): Actually, that's really funny considering all those pictures of Jesus with the hippie hair.
[livejournal.com profile] hawkwing_lb (3:38:30 PM): It is a bit, isn't it.
[livejournal.com profile] stillsostrange (3:44:08 PM): I prefer Jesus with a fro, myself

[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (4:05:14 PM): My brain is wishing for a series of 1950s movies titled FroJesus versus the Space Aliens
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (4:05:23 PM): Or FroJesus In Atlantis.
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (4:05:25 PM): or somesuch.
[livejournal.com profile] hawkwing_lb (4:05:26 PM): hee
[livejournal.com profile] hawkwing_lb (4:05:48 PM): FroJesus and the incredible wedding party!
[livejournal.com profile] cristalia (4:06:02 PM): FroJesus and the Walking Dead!
[livejournal.com profile] hawkwing_lb(4:06:33 PM): FroJesus and the Riverside Preacher Man!

--and it occurred to us that this is clearly a CONTEST.

(Yes, we haven't done one of these in a while.)

Your task, ladies and gentlemen, is to provide for the amusement of the group the title of the top-grossing FroJesus film, as (probably) directed by Edward D. Wood, Jr., as well as, for bonus points, a brief synopsis or juicy autobiographical details about the cast.

Example solutions are as above. Contest runs 'til it's done!

As always, you compete for whuffie, the respect and admiration of your peers, and fabulous, fabulous internet prizes! Go forth!
These things happen when you think "nah, I'll just eat later"...

[Poll #1280743]

To be fair, there were also two pieces of bruschetta. But that's not dinner either.

*slinks off to the fridge, but happily*
I am asking this TO JUDGE YOU no really because I'm not sure whether I'm having an unreasonable reaction on a point of order here, and I would like to know that for myself. Because I suspect I get tired of this shit a lot quicker than a lot of other people do, and if I know that's so, I can adjust my expectations accordingly.

Your participation in Science! appreciated.

[Poll #1224545]

(and I am back to packing.)
Despite my not feeling entirely 100% today (okay, really I'm not even feeling 70%, and if it's not better tomorrow I might go to the doctor), I made it to Canadian Tire and got myself not only the nice railing-mounted windowbox that was the object of my desire, but some citronella candles and an immersion blender that was on sale for $15. Blender! It had to be mine!

[Poll #1218354]

Now I have to rouse my cranky body enough to get some dirt to fill the windowbox...


May. 14th, 2008 11:42 pm
(11:34:35 PM) [livejournal.com profile] cristalia: (358 words of unsaleable book, 358 words of the boook)
(11:34:40 PM) [livejournal.com profile] katallen: wooo
(11:34:48 PM) [livejournal.com profile] stillsostrange: Woo!
(11:34:56 PM) [livejournal.com profile] stillsostrange: I bet mine is more unsaleable than yours. :P
(11:35:05 PM) [livejournal.com profile] cristalia: Let's make 'em fight!

[Poll #1188114]
leahbobet: (gardening)
In a sudden bout of usefulness today, I have gymmed, picked up the necessary school stuff for the two summer courses, bought giant rubbermaid containers (on sale!) and various other cheap plastic planters for the great garden project, and then got 60 L of dirt to put in them. As the beans are already almost as long as my arm, things need to go outside soon.

However, the nice almanac cites last frost as Friday. Tonight would be three-four days early.

[Poll #1183728]

While you look that over, I'll be outside scrubbing down the balcony. :p

ETA, 9:18pm: They're outside. If their little leaves get sad tomorrow morning, I will bring everyone in until Friday.
Urgent matter of import!

[Poll #1147327]

Needless to say, the best back cover blurb for Paul's Real Estate Novels posted in comments will win whuffie, the respect and admiration of your peers, and fabulous, fabulous internet prizes.
December 26, 2007 Progress Notes:

"Une Annee Sans Neige"

Words today: 550.
Words total: 2100.
Reason for stopping: I suspect I am doing this wrong. There are something like five stories tangled up in here, in bits, and I need to pick one and go with it.
Tea: Stash blueberry.
Munchies: Pork buns with the final iteration of the pork bun sauce: apple cider vinegar, soy sauce, and sweet red chili sauce in equal portions.
Exercise: N/A.
Mail: N/A, stat again.

Darling du Jour: "You guys used to fuck," he said, offhand – not that offhand. He sat way back from her on his spindly chair.
"Yeah," she muttered and leaned into the ice.
"S'okay," he said. "Every girl who ever shows up here and Brant used to fuck."

Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: N/A.
Research Roundup: N/A.

Mean Things: Well, as above. And I think Crow. I have to decide if Crow gets to play in this cosmology or if it's just someone who enjoys being taken for Crow.
Books in progress: Justina Robson, Selling Out
The glamour: Everything I poked today wanted to be a novel. Sellouts, every one of you.

Spent a portion of today costing out conventions, because at the ripe old age of 25, I've finally figured out that it's better to budget how much you might spend and plan accordingly first, instead of reeling from "ooh, I could afford that!" to "oh look, ramen for lunch". So I had the idea I'd go to Wiscon, Readercon, and WFC this year.

That ain't happening, sorry.

So...where d'you want to see me?

[Poll #1111766]

Please only vote for two. I can't afford three -- or maybe I could, but it would be financially sort of like walking down the highway meridian at rush hour -- and if you vote for three, I will take that as your willingness to pay my way to the third. :p

Now, book and bed.
Okay, that was more than before Monday. The paper ended up taking until Wednesday afternoon, blotting out my life for a week and a half like a black cloud of suck that I had to engage lest I lose the summer's worth of work, and then when it was done I urgently had to:

1) eat gelato
2) drink beer and play word association games with my friends until 2am
3) have lunch with [livejournal.com profile] hysteriachan, and dinner with [livejournal.com profile] hysteriachan, [livejournal.com profile] ginny_t, [livejournal.com profile] monkeyman, [livejournal.com profile] gleefulfreak, and another nice gentleman whose LJ handle I did not catch [livejournal.com profile] epi_lj at the spendy vegetarian restaurant
4) find Strange Days! finally! after a several-month hunt! and buy it and take it home and watch it. Yes, I now own a DVD.

So that took some time. And now I am ready to Do Things again, having goofed off for at least 36 hours after getting the paper off my back.

Thus, we bring you:

The Results of the Agnostics for Pie Contest!

The winner is:

[livejournal.com profile] timprov, with pastafarian for reggae in a gorgonzola cream sauce! because that is FOR THE WIN.

Honourable Mentions!

[livejournal.com profile] ringwoodcomics, with vegan for veal and sith for strong central government
[livejournal.com profile] mmerriam, with skeptical neopagan for comfortable shoes
[livejournal.com profile] ckd, with lapsed_agnostic_for_being_excellent_to_each_other
[livejournal.com profile] boywhocantsayno with onanist for condoms
[livejournal.com profile] delta_november with, for the Iain M. Banks fans, solipsist for hovercraft
[livejournal.com profile] porphyrin with limai for positive reinforcement

Yes, you people were so damn funny I had to do twice the honourable mentions. Your contest-runner salutes you.
Okay, I don't know if this is my upbringing kneejerking or a valid issue, but there is this guy on one of my LJ communities whose handle is "jewforjesus". This has been bothering me for some time, possibly because one of the very few times I recall my mother snapping someone's head off was when the Jews for Jesus were out canvassing, and I am suspicious of marketing ploys. We have a word for people for Jesus. We call them Christians. The whole thing has always smelled of a corporate marketing con.

So I inquired with my fellow persons as to whether this was in fact in poor taste or just my problem and therefore something I'd best suck up. And, well, we weren't sure, because the whole advertising of religion in the LJ handle is not something we the reasonably secular writers are familiar/comfortable with.

After all, said I, it's not like I call myself "agnosticforpie".

But maybe I should. Because that's kinda cool. *g*

So long story short, after much absence, there shall be a CONTEST!

Your task, ladies and gentlemen, is to hypothetically rename your Livejournal to reflect both your religious affiliation (since that's everyone's business) and what you are for.

Example solutions include "buddhistforcookies" (courtesy [livejournal.com profile] mekkavandexter) and the aforementioned "agnosticforpie", and possibly "badjewforbacon".

As always, you compete for whuffie, the respect and admiration of your peers, and fabulous, fabulous internet prizes!
leahbobet: (back)
So in the shelving of bookstores you learn a lot of things about books. Some of them are about marketing trends, publishing, and the habits of the readership, and some are about silly cover art and when you could get away with what title in science fiction. For example, nobody could get away with THE GODS THEMSELVES (oh noes!) now, or STARMAN JONES. You had to be in a certain era to pull that stuff off with a straight face.

Such it is with Victorian fiction.

Try calling a book To Serve and Submit: Or, the Modern Prometheus now. Really.

So I gazed mine eyes upon this, and decided that you have a task! A task from the Gods! It is to fill in this sentence!

__________, or, The Modern Prometheus.

Example solutions include:

A User's Guide to Vacuum Technology; Or, the Modern Prometheus
I Was A Teenage Fairy; Or, The Modern Prometheus.

The only rule? The book titles must be of real books. Link to the Amazon listing if you're going obscure.

Well then. Off you go!

ETA: And make sure you are in fact filling in a sentence. Tossing book titles at one by themselves simply does not do it.
Apologies, folks -- I know I'm late with this. Well, [livejournal.com profile] tanaise just whapped me over the head and said "where is my new contest?", which is how I know.

So we give you:

The Results of the Bylaw Contest!

The winner is:

A tie!

[livejournal.com profile] tacithydra, with There will be no one younger than 40...in SFWA.
[livejournal.com profile] tanaise, with There are no barbarians at the gates...in SFWA.

Honourable Mentions!

[livejournal.com profile] stevenagy, with There will be no BCDEGHIJKLMNOPQRTUVXYZ ...in SFWA. It's smartassed, but it made me laugh. *g*
[livejournal.com profile] barbarienne, with There will be no running with scissors...in SFWA.
[livejournal.com profile] sierralad, with There will be no cats in SFWA, the streets are paved with cheese. So it doesn't really fit the format. I loved An American Tail. *g*

Congrats to everyone for being funny!

New contest, next rock!
So, I got taken to task some about not entertaining you fine people sufficiently this past weekend. To wit, the questioner questioned: where have all the contests gone?

(Long time passing.)

And I said um, uh, hrm, look a pony! but that didn't work really. So we give you...

I Cannot Break the Bylaw! I AM the Bylaw!

So we've heard a great deal lately about what the SFWA and HWA bylaws allow and prohibit, sometimes mystically intoned as "that's what the bylaw states". We don't know why they're called bylaws (well, we do, that's what associations call theirs) but it does detract a certain gravitas, does it not? I mean, to break the law is one thing. To break the bylaw is...well, let's go jaywalking this afternoon!

We all also know, if we've been on the intertubes for a sufficient amount of years, that there are a lot of old, outdated, and just plain silly bylaws on the books in every city. I think there's one here about dragging dead horses down Yonge Street on a Sunday. Ottawa has some funny stuff about garages, and we all know that one out in the UK about when you are allowed to shoot an Irishman.

Therefore your mission today, if you choose to accept it, is to fill in this sentence:

There will be no __________ ...in SFWA.

Example solutions include:

There will be no watering your lawn between the hours of six a.m. and six p.m. ...in SFWA.
There will be no hedges between three and six feet...in SFWA.

All entries will be judged by reading aloud in a seprulchal, deathly serious tone, with the ellipsis indicating a Pregnant Pause (tm).

Show your work! Fabulous undisclosed internet prizes await you!
Today is a busy day here at the casa, so I am posting this all early in the morning (early for me at least) instead of later this afternoon. There is an annual physical, in which I will be poked with sharp things, and then I must write a two-hour midterm on Language Acquisition that I am feeling dreadfully unprepared for.

For those of you here expecting some sort of discussion on writing, that will hopefully resume after Tuesday, when I write the last exam I have this week.

For everyone else...

The Results of the Chicken Soup For the Soul Contest!

The winner is:

Kelly who has no LJ, with Chicken Soup for the Scientist's Soul, a tender collection of undisputed facts and annotated charts to support them. Because it just has a feel to it. *g*

Honourable Mentions!

[livejournal.com profile] sksperry, with Chicken Soup for the Cannibal Soul, a tender collection of tender confections., for combining gore with alliteration.
[livejournal.com profile] phantom_wolfboy, with Chicken Soup for the Zombie's Soul, a tender collection of Braaaains! because when it comes to zombies, simple is beautiful.
[livejournal.com profile] wood_dragon, with Chicken Soup for the Barista's Soul, a tender collection of reflections on the daily grind., because there were a lot of groaner puns in there, but this one made me groan and chuckle extra.

That was really hard to choose. A lot of those were superlatively funny.

You're all getting wilier!


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