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Garfield minus Garfield. Because when you actually think about it, that's all it was ever about.
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Womanist Musings
One thing I am fascinated by is the intersection of gender, class, race and religion and how social advocates who specialise in or expertly deal with one area can often downplay of other areas or completely ignore the more complex interplay and thus assign certain trends or features of society incorrectly. ( A Century of Fatherhood: The Good Father )Rude Britannia is still available as well which I urge everyone who can to watch. ( Rude Britannia )
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If I could...
... ink like this mutha then I would be... probably still nit picking over my work, but at least everyone else would think it was awesome.
( Of Markets and Roller Derby )
( Of Markets and Roller Derby )
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Blogs of win! part III and many divver things
Things I feel Strongly About
Gay Uganda
I'm currently on the 8th week of a C++ programming course an I have to say, it's the best thing ever. ( On the joys of C++ )
There has been some source of win, however. I've been accepted for the Student Associates teaching scheme come June, which should be an awesome experience. I've been advised to wait until the new year about possibilities of research placements in the University, but, with the SA acceptance, I won't be able to do any corporate research experience (so goodbye National Nuclear Lab, even if I were good enough to get in) because it would cut into the term of employment. I will definitely apply for other Universities, however - York and Lancaster are the nearest but *sighs* Imperial and UCL would be worth checking into as well, in case I start craving the London scene again.
Last night - apart from an amazing Choir Practise - I attended a discussion about the dissolution [or evolution] of the family unit. ( Dude, some of these paragraphs are pretty long and you've heard it all before... )
*blows fingers*
Oh yes. Choir pactise was amazing. We have a mostly Russian repertoire which includes the Coronation scene from Boris Godunov (which, which - listen to me! - happens to be the musical theme for the 'Fountain of Youth' episode of the Mighty Boosh series 1. Amazing eh? Unfortunately it means I crack up laughing every time the tenors sing 'Da zdravstvuyet Tsar Boris Feodorovich' because those are the exact bars with which the 'King' of planet Xooberon is announced. Ah, lol), two Cherubic hymns (which make me want to convert to Russian Orthodox) and the Polovetsian Dances from Prince Igor. It is all luvverly and now that my throat cold has gone, so wonderful to sing. Magic.
Saturday saw me at Leeds which was even better than the Birmingham convention ( Leeds! )
So... I'm feeling more or less content and have been for a week which is such an improvement. It feels amazing. I suspect I was just doing too much at the beginning of the year, but now I've cut out some societies - unless they're doing something genuinely interesting - I have spare time to focus on my degree, you know, the thing I'm actually getting money for *sighs*.
On a more devious note - because I want you all to be too distracted by the gorgeousness to do any work, comme moi - here are shiny new webcomics:
Moon Town
The Meek
Mathema
The last two are more recently started, so now you'll look extra cool by reading a webcomic not many people have heard of. That is, of course, until I publish this post and my MILLIONS of readers spread the word about their marvellousness.
...
Goodness but I am in a good mood.
Off to break my neck in Jiu jitsu!
Gay Uganda
I'm currently on the 8th week of a C++ programming course an I have to say, it's the best thing ever. ( On the joys of C++ )
There has been some source of win, however. I've been accepted for the Student Associates teaching scheme come June, which should be an awesome experience. I've been advised to wait until the new year about possibilities of research placements in the University, but, with the SA acceptance, I won't be able to do any corporate research experience (so goodbye National Nuclear Lab, even if I were good enough to get in) because it would cut into the term of employment. I will definitely apply for other Universities, however - York and Lancaster are the nearest but *sighs* Imperial and UCL would be worth checking into as well, in case I start craving the London scene again.
Last night - apart from an amazing Choir Practise - I attended a discussion about the dissolution [or evolution] of the family unit. ( Dude, some of these paragraphs are pretty long and you've heard it all before... )
*blows fingers*
Oh yes. Choir pactise was amazing. We have a mostly Russian repertoire which includes the Coronation scene from Boris Godunov (which, which - listen to me! - happens to be the musical theme for the 'Fountain of Youth' episode of the Mighty Boosh series 1. Amazing eh? Unfortunately it means I crack up laughing every time the tenors sing 'Da zdravstvuyet Tsar Boris Feodorovich' because those are the exact bars with which the 'King' of planet Xooberon is announced. Ah, lol), two Cherubic hymns (which make me want to convert to Russian Orthodox) and the Polovetsian Dances from Prince Igor. It is all luvverly and now that my throat cold has gone, so wonderful to sing. Magic.
Saturday saw me at Leeds which was even better than the Birmingham convention ( Leeds! )
So... I'm feeling more or less content and have been for a week which is such an improvement. It feels amazing. I suspect I was just doing too much at the beginning of the year, but now I've cut out some societies - unless they're doing something genuinely interesting - I have spare time to focus on my degree, you know, the thing I'm actually getting money for *sighs*.
On a more devious note - because I want you all to be too distracted by the gorgeousness to do any work, comme moi - here are shiny new webcomics:
Moon Town
The Meek
Mathema
The last two are more recently started, so now you'll look extra cool by reading a webcomic not many people have heard of. That is, of course, until I publish this post and my MILLIONS of readers spread the word about their marvellousness.
...
Goodness but I am in a good mood.
Off to break my neck in Jiu jitsu!
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Me at jiu jitsu, a summary in picture form.
The odd thing about selling out and doing comics by a deadline, is it gets other stuff out of you as well, like the magical ability to whip up a political satire in some three/four panels. It's sort of worrying, actually.
The last of the mystery tenants has now returned. Gio is very pleasant, friendly, easy to talk to and with a good sense of humour. He doesn't seem to mind sharing with us undergrads at all and actively tries to get us all talking which is great seeing as he's the only person who gets on well enough with everyone to make that a success. I actually did some work last night and fully intend to do more tonight. Here I come, Lagrangian dynamics!
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On the new flat, comics and District 9
Arrived in Manchester yesterday after the train was delayed by over an hour. Got the key to our house, chose a bedroom and proceeded to indulge in a riot of silliness with my little sisters before traipsing off to the city centre to get bedsheets and stuff. Unfortunately, there was too much stuff to get, so I'm leaving most of it for tomorrow and Tuesday. So far, I've only met one of our surprise flatmates and luckily she seems quite nice, though clearly prefers her own company which is fine. The other guy - named Giovanni and yes, he's actually Italian - is apparently very easy going so all in all, that bodes well for the rest of the year.
( me and my comics )
Now I'm all on my lonesome (sort of), with my beloved little sisters hurtling back Londonwards on a train and a depressingly long shopping list by my side. I'd like to think we had a thoroughly good time today - we were exhausted for a lot of yesterday which cut down our walkabout of Manchester - firstly at the Manchester Museum (which is such an odd jamboree of all things scholarly, I always liken it to a Victorian gentleman's chest of curiosities. There are dinosaur skeletons, live snake, frog and lizard enclosures, a plethora of stuffed animals and Ancient Egyptian mummies. The eclectic sholarliness is just insane!) and then around the shopping centre. My loving hatred of American Apparel has been successfully rekindled as has my littlest sister's obscene love for it.
( District 9: so many spoilers ahead, this post has gone black with decay. My apologies. )
So, to sum up, 'District 9' is very very good. The jarring shift between documentary, realtime footage and traditional narrative is easily smoothed over by the pace and emotional potency of the film. There are indeed race issues, but not of the kind which are deserving of a boycott.
You can, of course, do so anyway, but then you'd miss out on an opportunity to blog about it.
( me and my comics )
Now I'm all on my lonesome (sort of), with my beloved little sisters hurtling back Londonwards on a train and a depressingly long shopping list by my side. I'd like to think we had a thoroughly good time today - we were exhausted for a lot of yesterday which cut down our walkabout of Manchester - firstly at the Manchester Museum (which is such an odd jamboree of all things scholarly, I always liken it to a Victorian gentleman's chest of curiosities. There are dinosaur skeletons, live snake, frog and lizard enclosures, a plethora of stuffed animals and Ancient Egyptian mummies. The eclectic sholarliness is just insane!) and then around the shopping centre. My loving hatred of American Apparel has been successfully rekindled as has my littlest sister's obscene love for it.
( District 9: so many spoilers ahead, this post has gone black with decay. My apologies. )
So, to sum up, 'District 9' is very very good. The jarring shift between documentary, realtime footage and traditional narrative is easily smoothed over by the pace and emotional potency of the film. There are indeed race issues, but not of the kind which are deserving of a boycott.
You can, of course, do so anyway, but then you'd miss out on an opportunity to blog about it.
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On Music and Ancient humour
Ey! Check out the Correspondents tribute comic on 2D goggles!
And if you don't know who they are, you can find their music here.
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And I think I really need to add this movie to my 'bad fantasy movie' marathon...
And now I shall leave you with a selection of jokes from Diotima
And if you don't know who they are, you can find their music here.
( Read more... )
And I think I really need to add this movie to my 'bad fantasy movie' marathon...
And now I shall leave you with a selection of jokes from Diotima
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Procrastination!
Inspired by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
apiphile, I present the first of (probably) many arte de procrastination a la Windows Paint:
EDIT: Comic link of the day, Perfect Stars because they are so beautiful. Like, if Julie Verhoeven did comics beautiful...
And yes, in my head, Richard Dawkins does sound like a south London gangster, why?*
*He gets a better deal than Hitchens, however, who always gets translated into lolcatz. I'm not quite sure why.
apiphile, I present the first of (probably) many arte de procrastination a la Windows Paint:EDIT: Comic link of the day, Perfect Stars because they are so beautiful. Like, if Julie Verhoeven did comics beautiful...
And yes, in my head, Richard Dawkins does sound like a south London gangster, why?*
*He gets a better deal than Hitchens, however, who always gets translated into lolcatz. I'm not quite sure why.
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Fame at last!
Oh yes. I got round to doing the comic for the last ever issue of the student newspaper!
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The editors liked it (and presumably the other stuff on my blog) and will be forwarding my name to next year's news-team so who knows? I may get to do more stuff for them (and it's fun doing sort-of topical comics).
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On the webcomix thing 2009 ... featuring many, many long lists
I usually do a write up when I get back home, but because t-mobile broadband is a wanker and a half, the post is a bit late.
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Personally I thought this year's was way better than the 'thing' last year, even if it seemed a bit quieter to some. I saw some really great new stuff, came across some familiar faces, and spent faaar too much of hard earned taxes that I like to call my student loan. All for a good cause, Mr Torygraph-reader, all for a good cause...
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So as you can see I had a grand old time. Hopefully acquired some fresh meat for the LJ/myspace/blogspot flists and also got some inspiration along the way. Will probably see a couple of the old faces if I go to Bristol - but can't wait until next year.
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Personally I thought this year's was way better than the 'thing' last year, even if it seemed a bit quieter to some. I saw some really great new stuff, came across some familiar faces, and spent faaar too much of hard earned taxes that I like to call my student loan. All for a good cause, Mr Torygraph-reader, all for a good cause...
( Read more... )
So as you can see I had a grand old time. Hopefully acquired some fresh meat for the LJ/myspace/blogspot flists and also got some inspiration along the way. Will probably see a couple of the old faces if I go to Bristol - but can't wait until next year.
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Went to the comics convention yesterday which was quite fun. Not as many tables as there were last year, it seemed to me, and less people around but then, the weather was hardly inviting. Set up with John at his table and had a few copies of the new zine issue on show. A couple of people poked round a bit, but to be honest, the only people who make any sort of money at this kind of thing are those with a pretty big web following already. It really isn't the place for new stuff to break in, unless it's by someone already established.
Name dropping:
Adam Cadwell
Peckerwood
Crazypantsmag
Tammy Taylor
Spent practically no money of my own, which was a bit of a relief, and realised how little there was that really grabbed my attention. I did meet some new people who are doing pretty cool stuff (two friends, for example, who've just finished their A levels and practically have their own merchandise line going with great plastic figurines and everything) and gave out my 'card' here and there. It was also really great to bump into familiar faces who not only actually recognisd me in spite of not having seen me for just under a year, but are also doing pretty well . To be honest, though, I was comparatively zoned out having just arrived from flower arranging at church and, due to the usual assortment of vigils and services etc, being more than a trifle tired.
And now for something completely different...
I really enjoyed the Easter programme this year, though to be honest, it's little more than a case of practise makes perfect: we've been having traditional dawn services for four years now, and today's was nigh on perfect with a fabulous breakfast afterwards during which we had the usual conversation concerning socialist feminism and black separatism. I know, I know... we're becoming all too predictable like that. To be honest, thing like that make e realise how fortunate I have been in terms of my 'community' and also how much I'm going to miss it all when I go. Didn't think I'd ever be this emotional, but if there's one thing this gap year has demonstrated is that I am occasionally capable of surprising myself.
Will get pictures of my arrangements up soon, but I'm really waiting for the lilies to come out in the main piece: I like the look of them when they're closed as that tends to modernise what is a fairly traditional Western flower arrangement (been doing some reading on Ikebana and some of the concepts actually work quite well in a ostly Western fusion between the two flower arranging styles), but I did the whole thing up with the idea of the flowers filling up the paces gradually over the coming seaon, and I'm just hoping it doesn't turn out to be too much (as lilies can sometimes be).
Tomorrow I'll be off to Woking to watch a productionof Oliver that my Greek teacher is performing in. Considering going to the matinee, but I keep on getting the dreadful feeling I'm supposed to be doing something early on in the day. Ah, well. C'est la vie.