No, really. In Saddle Brook. Middle of next month. Robin Sachs (Ethan Rayne) will be in attendance. I’m so going. (Are you crazy? I could *walk* to this thing. This is easier than going to Chiller)

And it occurs to me that I’m now *writing* in sentence fragments. Speaking in them is bad enough, but soon I’m going to find it hard to convince anyone out there that once upon a time I was considering going for an english degree.

O, Embleer Sith! It’s a Star Wars/Watership Down crossover. I’m really not fornd of most SW fic, but for Watership Down, I’ll go there.

If no one likes your book that does not mean you’re being “censored.” Maybe it just means you wrote a crappy book.
-Jessa Crispin

Wheee! I did it! Got me my very own validated newsfeed. Now to decide what I’m goung to do with the damm thing. :)

And, seeing as I’ve got a whole weekend with lousy weather and an empty apartment, I might as well try and teach myself how to roll an RSS feed.

Here goes nothing…

The W3C has released some specs for CSS3 - with a full color module. I’d be getting quite excited right now, only I know it’ll be at least a year before I see a browser capable of supporting it.

It’s on TV right now, and I watch the damm thing every chance I get. It’s a guilty pleasure - an out and out disaster movie of the type that mostly went out of style in the 70’s. With most loud, effects driven movies being of the car chase/car crash/terrorist baddies/science run amok types, I kinda like a movie where it’s all bout mamma nature reminding folks that, yes, she *is* the biggest bitch on the block.

Besides, it’s just more comforting watching a movie that has *no* connection the the current screwed up state of the world.

Been re-reading Brave New World and To Kill A Mockingbird this week, and I realize that I’m getting far more out of them now than I did when they were shoved at me back in high school. I have to wonder if, in order to really get something worthwhile out of literature (or art in general) one has to actually have lived a bit. Not too many 16 year olds can really claim to have a lot of real life expierence, (I certanly didn’t) though all will claim otherwise, and some few really are exceptions.

None of this, however, is making the idea of diving back into Hemmingway appealing. (Boring old drunk that he was…) And hey - doing this for fun, on my own damm time this go-round, so I can pick and choose what I subject myself to.

Growing up (or at least older) has it’s perks.

For those folks who might be thinking that Famke Janssen might not be up to playing Phoenix as she goes insane, go re-watch GoldenEye and watch her do psychotic.

Doesn’t hurt that it’s one of my fave Bond films. :)

Waters of Life and Death. Methos-centric and slashy, from Basingstroke.