Monthly Archives: July 2007
Reaper 1.01 dir. by Kevin Smith
Yet another pre-air show has escaped onto the wilds of d’internet. Isn’t modern technology a wonderful thing? Right, on with the recap. We open with Sam on his birthday. He is 21 today, but his parents seem a little off, odd would be a good term His brother Kyle is more normal in his response, the usual brother banter goesRead more
ISBN: 0756404002 Group read with FantasyFavorites Book 1 in the Jig series. See also: Jim C Hines’ Sff site ; Backcountry Musings ; Barbarienne’s Den Jig hated muck duty. He didn’t mind the actual work. He liked the metallic smell of the distillation room, where week-old blood and toadstool residue dried in their trays. Jig is a goblin; a smallerRead more
based on book by Frances Hodgson Burnett.
Sara Crewe lives a spoiled life in India with a devoted, doting father, until World War I intervenes, and he enlists, sending Sara off to boarding school in New York to keep her safe. There she must adjust, whereas before she had free rein to do as she pleased, now she must submit to rules and regulations that she doesn’t understand. And, most difficult for her, she must keep her imagination in check. But Sara isn’t a selfish, “poor little rich girl”, she is bright and kind, and soon makes friends with most of the other girls, from those in her class to the scullery maid. She is also the only one who can really get through to Lottie as they have both lost their mothers.
I’m hoarse today. So hoarse I can’t actually speak at all. Well, the odd croak and a bit of a wheeze. Totally the fault of the cough I have. And the playing football in the rain. Nothing whatsoever to do with the drunken singing in the pub. No siree bob! So I spent the day watching telly. Showjumping at 11Read more
Yesterday, about 3, after posting my Thursday Thirteen, it began to really rain. And the heavens made with the thunder, and the lightening, and the darkening of the skies. And I thought to myself “not going to football then”. But then it stopped. And I shrugged, and come half five I was out on the pitch. And come 5.35 thereRead more
Thirteen Things about Me I shall go to football this evening. Unless it rains. I’m already hacking my lungs up, so running about in the rain would be silly. I should go buy some cough medicine, but laziness intervened. And I’ve run out of my throat lozenge thingies. Well, not run out, but forgotten, or lost. Whatever, it all meansRead more
I seem to have de-slumped from the whole taking forever to read a book. Course I still haven’t finished The Story of English, but non-fiction books always take me longer than fiction, so I don’t care. Course I still have the whole problem with the indecisiveness; I take a look at the collection waiting to be read and I humRead more
ISBN: 0575072318 See also:Agony column ; Joyce discusses his book ; If I could tell you this in a single sitting then you might believe all of it, even the strangest part. I’m quite a fan of Graham Joyce and his writing. He really knows how to suck you into the worlds he creates. His are novels that tend toRead more
The final episode. I’m going to miss Lamb and Chicken, and even scheming Caesar/Octavian, not to mention bitch-Atia and all the others. And Beeb watchers, let me tell you, Heroeswhile entertaining, is not even half as good as Rome.Read more
The two men appeared out of nowhere, a few yards apart in the narrow, moonlit lane.
I seem to have given up on my Rome recaps. That is a terribly wishy-washy sort of statement, isn’t it? I seem to have, you’d think I’d know whether I have or I haven’t. And considering that there is only one episode left to go, you’d have to think that yes I have given up. I think so. But theRead more