Posts tagged with "Browncoaty goodness"
Thursday, 19. February 2009, 01:36:22
Gaiman, Browncoaty goodness, general obnoxiousness, quote of the day
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Joss Whedon: I find that when you read a script, or rewrite something, or look at something that's been gone over, you can tell, like rings on a tree, by how bad it is, how long it's been in development.
Neil Gaiman: Yes. It really is this thing of executives loving the smell of their own urine and urinating on things. And then more execs come in, and they urinate. And then the next round. By the end, they have this thing which just smells like pee, and nobody likes it.
Joss Whedon: There's really no better way to put it.
- Neil Gaiman and Joss Whedon, September 25th 2005
Thursday, 6. March 2008, 19:58:43
Browncoaty goodness, always-wanted-to-do-that, book-review
I commented on s
omeone else's review on this graphic novel by Brett Matthews and Joss Whedon bridging the
Firefly-series and the
Serenity-movie, and realized it read a lot like a review of my own, so I'm hereby copying and pasting:
The odd thing here is that I actually
am as much of a Firefly-fan as I am an Angel/Buffy-fan (well, okay, not quite, but that's 'cause there's so many more episodes to tie bonds to the characters on the two other shows and not about relative quality - because if you compare Firefly's thirteen episodes to the first thirteen episodes of "Angel" or "Buffy", it beats them to a bloody pulp and leave them sobbing. To find thirteen _consquetive_ episodes that can plausibly compete with it, you need to go way into Buffy and Angel's third seasons, possibly even all the way to the fifth ones), and I still don't feel as engaged by this book as I do by the canon Angel and Buffy-stuff in comic book form.
It's decent. It's funny. It's nice. It's alright. It's absolutely everything you'd like to give a thumbs-up - and that's ALL it is. It's not hilarious, it's not engaging, it's not particularily exciting, it's not shocking, it's not sad. Which I find odd, considering it has Book leaving and everything, but hey.
It also has [SPOILERS AHEAD]
Dobson. Whom I absolutely fraking completely loved in the pilot. Getting the reappearance of that character without the brilliant actor's portrayal seems more like a "hee, this could have been but now never will!"-joke at my expense than anything else - especially when he's then eradicated for a cheap gag.But I'm still looking forward to "Better Days". Because despite it all, it was good. It couldn't be anything else, I guess. 'Cause it's
Firefly.
Sunday, 17. February 2008, 23:03:04
always-wanted-to-do-that, Browncoaty goodness
So I finally got around to watching the remaining bonus material on my Serenity Collector's Edition. And if I'd remembered that this was on it, I'd have watched it far sooner.
It rocks.
(For those not in the know, the River Tam Sessions is basically a series of small black-and-white excerpts from "interviews" with River during her stay at whatever facility of the Alliance's that did the experiments on her.)
Tuesday, 5. February 2008, 15:25:04
Angel-referances, always-wanted-to-do-that, Browncoaty goodness, DC Comics
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Today, Santa Claus gave a lecture on the American revolution and early government, referencing Luke Skywalker, Napoleon, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Superman, and then went on to state that "God wants greedy Americans" and "Sweeds are whimpy".
It was the best day ever.
Tuesday, 30. October 2007, 10:20:10
Browncoaty goodness, Angel-referances, quote of the day
Right now, nobody has any plans to do any kind of sequel [to Serenity]. If they do, I hope they'll include me, because if I find out Brett Ratner is directing it, I'm going to be so mad."
- Joss WhedonIt always makes me cheery how
any given interview with the man is grand entertainment in and of itself.
Friday, 27. July 2007, 17:13:45
doomed optimism, Angel-referances, people, general obnoxiousness
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Seeing as I seem to forget removing obsolete polls, I put one up which doesn't matter if stands for a week or two years. Not that I actually expect any of you freeloaders to care enough to vote.
(Those who against all expectations would like to not only vote but comment on their choice, or are unable to vote yet would like to share what they'd have voted if they could, feel encouraged to comment to this post)
Saturday, 7. April 2007, 00:39:06
gimmegimmegimme, megalomania, I implore you, always-wanted-to-do-that
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I.e., whomever reading this:
Please get me one of these.'Cause then I won't have to go and spend money on it myself.
Now all I need is a silly scarf-thing over my head with lots of pretty fringes dangling stupidly in front of my face.
Hmmmm.
Saturday, 6. January 2007, 14:05:49
Rowan Atkinson, Obdormio, megalomania, blueberry scone
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Or, hopefully, anyway. I'm not handing out guarantees.
Is this post late, you say? Is this not in keeping with the fine standard I set
last year? And what about the
Prime Minister Speech Review? Didn't do that one this year, either. Nor did I do the review of the King's Speech which I wanted to do to make up for last year.
Fear not, gentle reader.
Oh, and fear not, violent readers, I hadn't forgotten you, either, I'm just favorizing my gentle one.
Anyway, fear not.
'Cause I've got me some explanations.
I was at my grandfather's this New Year's Eve and Day. So, no internet. Zap. Zilch. Nil. Nada. Splonge. Bupkiss. Bippers. I might have made up some of those words. No net, though. Net-depravement is big around those parts.
He lives in a valley so secluded you had to transport your cars there by boat 'til 1989 'cause there were no roads.
Anywho.
No net, no immediate ability to Report On My Thoughts and such. Also, I've been busy. Busybusybusy. As in the kind of state where you're, you guessed it, busy. (Good guess, by the way, were you peeking ahead?) I've had other stuff on my mind. Plus, this whole (non-)blog-thing isn't as new and fancy and interesting now as it was a year ago. Then again that's life. ("
That's liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife! That's what all the people saaaaay." That commercial has killed my taste in music)
The Prime Minister's Speech, that one I would have done a post on. Had I fracking watched it. I just caught the last five minutes. Probably a blessing in disguise, it's not like they ever say anything new. I caught the King's Speech, though, naturally, I'd be a poor sod of a monarchist if I didn't catch the one time throughout a year the King actually speaks directly to the people. But it's been so long since, now, I can't remember enough of it to comment properly. It was the same old same old with the thematic twist of the year, as usual, but I liked it. It dealt a lot with xenophobia and common decency and that kind of thing. Very humane. Sappy, but that's the point, I guess. Kudos to Harald and his speechwriter(s?).
Just for the record, though, I caught the national anthem after both speeches, and the King's song before his speech, and I rose and stood through all three. I might be a closet nationalist. I might just like the song. Or I might just think it's plain cool to revere something which is purely symbolic.
So, the year. Interesting thing, the year. It's a natural cycle. It's not man-made, like the second or the hour or the century or the millenia. There actually would be such a thing as a year even if we hadn't made up a name for it.
Sorry, I digress. I meant "the PAST year", not years in general, and by believing that was obvious, I seem to have misled myself, 'cause apparently, it wasn't. I need to stop taking everything I write literally.
So, the past year. Well, it's past. And it was a very good one. For me, anyway. They hung Saddam, though. Doesn't seem like the kind of thing you can do. I mean, he's even in the South Park-movie. He's like Cæsar; you just can't picture the guy die. Sure, he's a swine, but even so. He's like an icon. Doesn't ring right, his being dead. Like you kind of can't really believe it. It's scary, that, realizing how frail human life is even when you're the world's possibly best known genocidal maniac. If HE can die, everybody can die. He didn't lose his cool, though. Kudos to him. I'm generally opposed to execution as a form of penalty - I figure that nobody can really know what it entails without having died themselves first - and I kind of think imprisonment for life is the worse sentence anyway. Apparently, though, the Iraqi government was clear on this being to spare the people of him, not to punish him, so, that's a moot point. I just can't quite wrap my mind around his being gone. Even though the world is probably a slightly better place for it.
Other people I have never known, met or really wanted to meet have died this past year, too. The only ones of them to make an impression on me, though, were a couple of actors and the like. Right now I can only remember Sverre Holm and Peter Boyle. Thanks, guys. You've made me laugh.
So, that's the morbid section of this post. Me, I'm good. Good year. Better than good. No major bad occurancies in my immediate family, me included. Good health. Good life, rather good economy. Good
getting-my-civic-service-postponed-indefinetely. Good studying. I'm regretting I didn't take an additional course in spring, 'cause one of the two I did take turned out to be far less work than I could have ever dreamed, but still. I re-took an exam in March, and improved my only post-high school grade below B, a D, to a B. One of my prouder moments, that. I had two more exams in June, one in an interesting subject where I got really lucky with the questions on the exam, and one in a dreadfully boring subject where I wrote my bachelor's assignment and somehow did extremely well without having read more than 10% of the curriculum. Summer was nice, but uneventful, maybe. Other than making my
webcomic. Of which I'm rather proud, to tell the truth. Otherwise, this summer, I took a short trip with my family like we usually do in summers, and beyond that, I mainly just worked. I'm starting to tire of working where I work in vacations and weekends where I'm home. I'm starting to grow more comfortable there, yes, with the people there and the assigments there and so on, but I'm tiring of it. It's so dreadfully boring. Anyway, on to the autumn, where I took three *very* interesting courses, making for my academically most interesting term since spring 2005, and the two I've learned the results of yet turned out really well, too. January 17th will prove whether or not the third one followed suit. I have hopes. ("He's got HIIIIGH hopes. He's got. HIIIIGH hopes. He's got high apple pie in the sky hopes!" I love Goofy) If it does, it'll be pure awesomity. Personally, too, it's been a great year. I'm very lucky, I have a very easy life and no major worries, never really did have. I hope it'll last a long while yet. I've grown more social, too. This spring, I kind of regressed, I didn't share courses with anyone I know and I didn't really make much contact with the ones I knew outside my courses from before. Right before summer, though, it changed, and I made an effort to keep it up the first few weeks this fall, and voilà, it held. Suddenly, I find myself socializing almost one day or so every week. It's crazy. Nice people, too. Not a lot of people, but very nice people. Obviously. I'm way too picky to keep up seeing people I don't think are very nice. And I incresingly realize, I know a lot of very nice people online, too. You know who you are, but thank you for making my year that much better for having chatted with you and listened to me. So, great year. And in the humble beginnings of October, it got even better. Sure made me glad I don't keep this weblog in Norwegian.
I hope next year will be as good. Or possibly even better. I've signed up for some courses in Latin on top of my full-time studying history, so academically, it's suicide, but I'm hoping it will be a good year even so. This far, it's looking pretty promising.
To all of you out there reading this, happy new year. I wish you all the best. And thank you for all you've done for me in the old one. ^^ Keep flyin', people. I implore you. As does
Mal.
Oh, and if any
one of you tries making
jokes on how late this post is, there will be
fatal beatings administered.
Thursday, 21. December 2006, 21:17:23
expectations, work, time, this-blog
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I've seen the first three episodes of the second season now, and I have to say, of all the shows I'm watching, this is the best. It's even topping "Veronica Mars" which is all sorts of impossible. If it keeps being this good, and even improves over time, this is the show that could kick Firefly off my top-three-series-ever-list and end the Supreme Triumvirate Rule of Joss.
Seriously, this is good stuff.
In other tv-news, the "House MD"-episode aired on Norwegian telly yesterday (first season, have no clue which number) is maybe the best one yet. I'm liking that show, and it's finally starting to show other strenghts than just simply the charisma of their awesome main character. "Stargate SG-1" season 9 is without a doubt the most excellent season the show has ever had, and I'm finally feeling certain all those hours of mediocre television-watching I've put into the show was worth it for the payoff of these very good episodes. It's been steadily improving with almost every season since the get go, and finally, it's reached a level where it's downright impressive. "Stargate Atlantis"s' second season isn't quite as good, but it's still at the level it was at its first season, which was far higher than I'd expected - it could easily hold its own against SG-1's season 7 or maybe even 8. "Carnivale" is getting more... comprehendable, I guess is the term, and I'm finally able to enjoy it somewhat. It's been a very good show the entire time, but very demanding, and after an emotionally drained 45 minutes of Battlestar Galactica, it's not the best show in the world to follow up with, being so complex and demanding of its viewers. Lodz, obviously, rocks, as does the short guy. And, probably, management. And I'm starting to really like Jonesy. The priest has promise as well. Ben Hawkins himself, though, is booooring. "Smallville"'s Christmas-episode was very little focused on Christmas for a Smallville Christmas-ep, and it was very good. A very strong sixth season, this, maybe THE strongest season the show has had. Little excellence, but almost no mediocracy, either, which is what Smallville is traditionally most bothered by, always drowning the good stuff in mediocre or lame main-plots or arcs. I've still not gotten started on "Lost"'s third season, but I suppose I'll get around to it sometime in January, as I yesterday finally decided not to quit watching the damned thing. After all, Nathan Fillion guest-stars in this new season, or so I've been told. "Prison Break" is good, intense action; I'm liking the more varied environment of the second season, the first season got a little repetitive. What else am I watching... oh, yes! "Scrubs" has finally started its sixth season. Very promising. "You're a fattie, fattie, fattie, fattie!" I love Dr. Cox and his family. I really do. And "Heroes" is doing its thing very well, too, while on hiatus now, it's definetely among the strongest shows I'm watching this autumn, maybe only beaten by BSG and, of course, Veronica. Who had THE most awesome Christmas-hiatus-cliffhanger. I love that show to pieces. Third season started up a little slow, but so did the first two, I felt, so that didn't disappoint me too much. It has gotten gradually better afterwards, and I'm positively pining for the continuiation of this season. The last show on par with "Heroes", in some ways even better, is "Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip", which has me completely sold. I'm seriously considering buying and watching the entirety of "The West Wing" based SOLEY on how good this other show by the same guy. It's basically just good dialogue and good characters. No big plot, no action, little-to-no intrigues, just DAMNED good dialogue and characters.
And that's it. Not getting a lot of tv-watching done now, being on vacation (read: working and spending time with my family; in some ways, the real vacation is being at the university) and all, so this post is probably going to be a more or less accurate update on the topic 'til well into January, maybe even Februrary.
Sunday, 10. December 2006, 12:06:06
time, work, lists, Browncoaty goodness
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Tuesday, 21. November 2006, 22:41:53
Olaf, Browncoaty goodness, Angel-referances, singing-like-a-bird
Olaf, seeing as the Norwegian subtitles of "Going through the motions" on the Buffy DVDs was beyond horrific (seriously, they stunk so incredibly it made me want to cry), has gone all Badger-like and been Better Than the official translation-person:
Kvar einaste kveld
den same verda
Eg går ut og sloss min kamp
Men det følast feil
kva skal eg gjera?
Alt er berre falskt
Alt er berre damp
Eg går rolig ut på leit
som om alt er greit
og håper ingen veit
At eg følgjer blindt rutinen
Vaklar hit og dit
Intet trenger inn i hjartet mitt
Eg var alltid modig og rettferdig
No har eg blitt nølande
Kom ut av di grav, og kjemp iherdig
ingenting vil skje
- Ho er ikkje heilt med
... tusen takk for det
- Ho har handla rett
tatt demonar lett
Men nyleg har vi sett
at ho følgjer blindt rutinen (følgjer blindt rutinen)
Diltar som ein sau
Ho er ikkje den ho ein gong... Au!
Skal det vera slik eg lever?
Vandre rundt i søvnlaus feber?
Korleis kan eg tak... Whatever,
Eg er berre leiiiiiii
å følgje blindt rutinen
miste alt mitt driv
Eg kan ikkje sjå
Om eg er den eg må
Men eg drømmer om å få
Eit liv
I'm impressed.
Monday, 25. September 2006, 23:47:48
it is in fact Teal'c related, Browncoaty goodness, Angel-referances, Non-Whedon-Television
Web, Gunn, River and now Colonel Maybourne! Woho!
Sunday, 3. September 2006, 10:34:22
Browncoaty goodness, webcomic, lists, I implore you
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Friday, 25. August 2006, 19:59:17
Browncoaty goodness
Sunday, 25. June 2006, 22:47:44
Angel-referances, Browncoaty goodness
http://whedonesque.com/comments/10703Hm, are you expecting more content? You won't be getting it. Any form of "yay" would be an understatement, and anything other than a form of "yay" would be a travesty to his Jossness' name.
Tuesday, 20. June 2006, 23:00:26
Browncoaty goodness, Notablog, Obdormio, religion
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As ordered by
Obdormio.
Once upon a time, there was a - oh, bugger this, go
here, read everything above the chart, and come back.
There. Good boy. Or girl. Or hermaphrodite. Or possibly bad boy. And/or girl. (Whoever said I wasn't a quick learner?) There's no way for me to know, is there?
Now that you've learned all that stuff about Elder and Infantile Gods, it's time to move on, and make like the Buddhists and forget: What you just learned was shit, and having mastered it, we can move up a level, to new shit.
You see, originally originally, there was but One Entity. His name was Tommy, and He was a grouchy sort of feller. Well, He was the
only sort of feller, true enough, but he
was distinctively of the grouchy disposition. Being grouchy, He quickly decided that being the One Entity was somewhat suicidal, as He had to take his bad mood out on himself all the time. (Well, He would have had to to that, had Time been invented, at least). So Tommy created the Second Entity, Jeff, the God of Biscuits. Jeff, however, was way too dry to be an appropriate victim for His grouchyness, so he made the Third Entity, also known as the Mother Of All. (There is rumoured to have been a fourth word to her name, but it has been shrouded in the depths of Time, Modesty and Sensible Censorship)
And so began the world.
Seeing as Obdormio, who ordered this topic, just logged off, I won't be getting instant gratification by way of ego-boosting commenting upon the post.
Therefore, this will be a two-parter. MWHAHAHAHAHA.Here ends "Religion on Notablog, an astonishing roller-coaster of an article-series in two sizzling chapters, filled to the brim with, well, not saucy gypsies, I guess, but saucy stuff nonetheless, Part Initial One: The Start and the Beginning, a First Chapter."
I hope you're looking forward to the sequel, "Religion on Notablog, an astonishing roller-coaster of an article-series in two sizzling chapters, filled to the brim with, well, not saucy gypsies, I guess, but saucy stuff nonetheless, Part Two - that is the Second - The End and the Finish, a Final Chapter", as it will indeed be far longer, far more informative, and hopefully far more entertaining than this sordid piece of fei hua.
Saturday, 10. June 2006, 09:18:22
Browncoaty goodness, DC Comics, Marvel Comics, megalomania
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Sam Loeb and the 26's "Superman & Batman #26" was very good indeed, though the dialogue, the art and the individual scenes were all far better than the plot as such, I think.
"Firefly", both sadly and happily, gets better with each time I watch it. And Joss and Tim are hillarious on the commentary-track for "Train Job", which I re-watched last night.
"The Gardens of the Moon" is shaping up, at last. Still not completely hooked, but finally it has intrigued me enough for me to at times pick it up and read in it at other points during the day than when going to bed.
"The Prisoner of Agony Creek" by Don Rosa was splendid, and really moved back towards the direction of the Duck-stories he wrote during my early childhood. While not quite on par with his best works, this was a far cry better than his last couple of stories, and the gags it was crammed with were the major factors in making this happen - the guy who wants to hang everybody; that's vintage Don. And all the not-so-subtle-sex-jokes, which I suspect none other than Don would be allowed to do in the Duck-verse... I actually liked them, but I wonder what I'd thought at ten, when not understanding them as they are obviously meant to be understood. And the ending was the emotional excellence Don does so well. All in all, a major up-note on my week, reading this.
The first two parts of J. Michael Straczynski's "Skin Deep"-story came in the latest issue of the Norwegian "Spider-man" title, and safe to say, JMS, as usual, doesn't disappoint. While I do grow tired of this typical "let's introduce a new character who the main character new ages ago rather well but that we've never heard of before"-trick, it works. And Peter's flashbacks to Uncle Ben are very touching. When reading the one in the car, after Ben had met with the vice-principal, my eyes actually watered. Splendid work indeed, and I'm looking eagerly forward to the next issue, come early July.
"The Fellowship of the Ring (Extended Edition)", by the way, is pure art. It's been a while, but I re-watched it with my youngest siblings yesterday. The other two movies are great, sure, but FotR is nigh perfection. The visuals... the world looks so real, I forget just how real between each time I watch it. And the casting is brilliant. Especially Sam, Gandalf and Boromir blow my away, but Galadriel, Gimli, Aragorn, Pippin, Bilbo, Merry, Frodo... they're all just amazing.
Oh, and for the first time in I don't know how long, I'm addicted to a computer-game - and of course, it is a Heroes of Might and Magic-game. While I'm among those few people who liked most of the changes in IV (though certainly not all of them) and thus am rather disappointed with V for going back to III in almost every aspect IV tried to break new ground on (I sorely miss having several heroes per army and having the opportunity to send same-type creatures out without a hero leading them - those two things were the things I missed most in II and III, it felt illogical not to be able to do it), but I'll not be petty, V does indeed work. The graphics are somewhat too overdone for my mainly functional tastes - I could do with less annoying 3D forcing me to spin the point of view around all the time just to see what the hell that small thing behind that tree is - but by all means, it looks great. I also miss the Barbarian/Stronghold, which is the only major traditional Heroes-alignment missing in V. Hopefully, we'll get new alignments in an expansion... *greedy* And after "Shadow of Death" and IV, having to visit windmills and dwellings every week is horribly annoying. But other than that, I'm loving it. I just wish the bastards had included Sandro. It's not really a Heroes-game without old boneface.
Thursday, 8. June 2006, 22:10:44
this-blog, time, parents, siblings
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Yeah, I've posted far less than I usually do lately, and that's likely to keep up. Same with the not-being-all-that-much-on-MSN-really.
Speaking of MSN, I've got a new subnicktext: " I think life is just too short to spend your time working someplace where people don't crap their pants at the mere sight of ya." - Dr. Cox.
Speeking of Coxie, part of the reason I've been so little online is, of course, I'm home for the summer, and I've spent my days re-watching Scrubs season 3 and Firefly (that series grows shorter and shorter and better and better for every time I re-watch it ;_;), and playing the campaign on Heroes of Might and Magic V. On the easiest mode, because I'm a wimp in cyber-life, too. Finished the first campaign today, actually, so mwhahaha, done with the silly Haven-people, onwards to Infernal glory. Also, I'm the only one in the house not doing anything at the moment (apart from a few substitute-days, my grossly boring summer-job doesn't begin in another two weeks yet) so I'm usually stuck with making dinner, plus I make it a rule to visit my grandparents (who live a six minutes drive/twenty minute walk away) almost every day, and this together with entertaining younger siblings and helping out with the bare minimum of things my parents expects me to help out with takes up a bit of time, too.
So little time for mindless web-surf, MSN-chat and frolicking on my weblog.
But tonight, I'll conjur up an entry on the Notablog-conworld. Where, of course, I'll in what passes for detail around these parts explain how the Elves were to blame for the long-delayed-part of my long-delayed article.
Fucking Elves.
Tuesday, 2. May 2006, 12:16:25
Angel-referances, Browncoaty goodness
Ackeresque. Joss' second comment is hillarious.
Sunday, 23. April 2006, 23:08:01
general obnoxiousness, Browncoaty goodness, self-pity, megalomania
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Meet Colonel Inner Me and Private Inner Me. (No relation, despite the freaky similar-name coincidence.)
Colonel Inner Me: HAVE I BEEN QUOTED?!
Private Inner Me: YESSIR!
Colonel I. Me: WHEN DID YOU LEARN THIS?!
Private I. Me: YESTERDAY EVENING, SIR!
Colonel: AND WHY HAS THIS NOT BEEN REPORTED EARLIER?!
Private: BECAUSE I GOT DISTRACTED AND THEN I LOST THE LINK, SIR!
Colon: YOU ARE AN IDIOT!
Privy: YESSIR!
What followed will not be reported seeing as children might read this and the two fellows seem to be getting increasingly disgustingly named with every piece of dialogue. And also because one of them died in a freakish accident involving three different firing squads, two anti-tank guns, a small koala bear and the Pope. Needless to say, there was a funeral, and I held a touching speech about how I was very choked up about the entire thing. Honestly. There may have been tears.
I have been quoted. Once again by the before-mentioned
Terje. (Who is, by the way a really nice chap who even laughs at my jokes. I'm sure he doesn't really think they're funny and that he does it just to be nice, but that alone speaks volumes of this man's excellent character. Plus, he quotes me, so he must be smart, too.) Paraphrased from
this, right enough, but still, I'll count it.
Wednesday, 12. April 2006, 23:52:27
always-wanted-to-do-that, Browncoaty goodness, rant, singing-like-a-bird
it's the last oath that I ever swore...(That
Mal's song is damned good for a fanmade song.)
Anyway, my brother, when he came home for the Easter holidays, had bought "Serenity" on DVD. I'm not sure if this makes me happy for both having it in the house already and not having to buy it myself, or annoyed at not owning it myself but now not having a good reason for buying it.
So, I watched it. First, I watched it with my dad. (He liked what he saw of "Firefly" when he sometimes sat down with my younger brothers when they watched the series, but the English-only-subtitles threw him somewhat off, and obviously, the movie had Norwegian subtitles and then all was well) Then, I watched all the bonus material. Then I watched the Joss-commentary-track.
It was all wonderful, but over far too soon. Sniffle.
Anyway, I loved it, possibly even more than when watching it in the cinema, I think the expectations and the Very First Experience had been digested now and I could view it more cooly, more objectively (I saw it only twice in the cinema, and with only a week between viewings, both now being half a year ago) and I found I loved it.
This, I think, is good.
I still prefer two or three of the episodes from the series to it, but hey, "Out of Gas" is simply too excellent, no movie could ever top such splendor, so that's not really a fair comparison anyway.
And Jayne? Beaten up by a girl. That part never gets old.
"It's okay to leave them to die."
"Hey! I'm taking your sister under my protection here. I swear to you, if anything happens to her, I'll get very choked up. Honestly - there could be tears!"
HILLARITY!
"He'll be back before you can spit. Not that you spit."
SADNESS!
"I don't murder children."
"I do."
DRAMA!
"You see us fight?"
"...no?"
"Trap."
ALL OF THE ABOVE!
I'm a leaf on the wind.
Watch how I soar.
Saturday, 8. April 2006, 22:57:23
Browncoaty goodness, self-pity, religion, rant
(Yes, this post is morally sponsored by Shepherd Book Preachings TM)
Yesterday morning, my sleep was disturbed by a phone-call. From a telemarketer.
In and of itself, annoying enough.
The telemarketere, a lovely sounding woman, presented herself (in a really fast-speaking yet horribly polite manner) as someone from some organization for aiding people who experiences "krybbedød" in their family - I have no clue what it is called in English, but it is when infants die for no apparent reason - and at this point I interrupted her, saying I wasn't interested, as was the truth. To my awe, the lady said "Allright, thanks anyway!" and hung up. I blinked, put the phone back down, cognitively processed the event, and then I groaned in realization. Then, of course, I went back to sleep, so small bother.
Point is, for all this organization the nice woman was apparently working for knows, I'm a devout, say, Jainist. And telling people asking for my aid in helping people who loses their children to mysterious inexplicable diseases and stuff "no", that's horrible karma, people.
Horrible karma
I wouldn't have gotten if I didn't pick up the phone. Or they hadn't called me in the first place.
Or if I'd been awake and rude enough to tell the damned woman "no" before she could tell me on what grounds she was pestering me.Moral?
Telemarketers go to the Very Special Hell. And it doesn't do your karma-total any good to be polite when talking to telemaketers.
Tuesday, 4. April 2006, 22:19:38
always-wanted-to-do-that, blogs, Browncoaty goodness, confusion
...
I don't even know WHAT that title is.
Be that as it (dis)may, I've been appointed trustee and optional-writer-to-be with no responsibilities over at
WWW.OBDORMIO.COM. Now that's just plain awesome.
Also? *enters triumphantly smug and annoyingly high-pitch'd voice* QUO-TEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEED! *exits triumphantly smug and annoyingly high-pitch'd voice* Yes, that's right, the dude didn't only shower me with new and easily abusable powers, he also quoted me on his secrety moderator-menu-pages on his webpage. That's right. I'm now semi-quasi-almost-kinda-in-a-way-officially the guy who wrote "People, in general, like screaming"!
Who am I? I'm SIMPLY THE BEST.
BETTER THAN ALL THE REST.
BETTER THAN! ... businessman see, roots in the community!
Sorry, digression into some kind of messed up mix of popular culture, there. I'm deeply sorry.
No, not really, I'm just slightly random, is all.
Anyway, say goodbye to the nice Psychophant!
"Goodbye to the nice Psychophant!"
Tuesday, 14. March 2006, 12:48:14
Browncoaty goodness, people
Today's "M" is solely based upon "Firefly" and "Serenity" and the fandom towards these, and I think that's impressive, considering "Firefly" didn't air in Norway and "Serenity" got only marginal coverage in the media. (This is a rather widely read comic-strip, and the writer is almost sure to alienate some readers by making a strip lots of people won't understand.)
Anyway, yay! He even made the guy wear a "Blue Sun"-t-shirt, and as far as I can remember, the words "Blue Sun" weren't even said throughout neither the series nor the movie. This shows commitment, people!
Monday, 13. February 2006, 17:13:31
Angel-referances, Browncoaty goodness, boardgames
...not a door?
When it's not bloody well there!
(Spike-quote in honour of
Joss' latest post on Whedonesque! He's like 007, only without the poncy tux.)
Edit: Wow, there's Josslove all around, today. Mark Rosewater's weekly column on Magicthegathering.com
refers to the Slayerverse not just once but twice in his column today! (I don't really read the columns on that webpage, but I make an exception for Rosewater's on Mondays, he's just too funny not to.) And nice to see that I'm not the only one who thinks that
Repentant Vampire looks suspiciously like Angel...
Friday, 13. January 2006, 17:10:27
MSN, parents, Christmas, conspiracy-theories
...
For a while now I've been back to "Loke" as my MSN-nick - I dropped the "yule"-part when I went back to school, somehow, for me, Christmas ends when I leave my family again, be it in December or March.
Anywho, I'm currently using the following MSN-subnicktext:
"I stood my ground and I'll fly once more; it's the last oath that I ever swore"
but today I'll change it to "Don't you tell me what I cannot do! Don't you think I have to run from you!"
Both are lines from the rather good fan-made "Mal's song", using the Firefly-theme-song as the chorus. The new one is also somewhat of a nod to the Lost-character John Locke's signature phrase "Don't tell me what I can't do!", seeing as I'm growing increasingly more fond of that character again as I'm getting deeper into season 2. Which, by the way, seems underrated to me, the episode with the button and the countdown was a beautifully displayed mindgame and got me thinking more on self-searching philosophical notions that I thought I had finished with and concluded on ten years ago.
Still flying.
WIDGETIZE