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02:32am 14/08/2008
  Don't get your hopes up, this is me testing Pingie.  
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Heh   
10:16am 06/05/2007
 
mood: ecstatic
So, looks like mort's gonna be a daddy come December or January. 
 
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Batman Begins dogpile   
02:08pm 14/06/2005
  So Batman Begins opens tonight, midnight, at Hollywood 18. I'm wanting everyone possible onboard for this, cause my ass'll be there. I'm thinking 11pm, in front of the theatre for ticket purchase, and then over to the pub for pre-awesomeness pints.  
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Send the fucking clowns!!!!!   
08:41am 10/05/2005
  [info]darklingzoe und ich sind geheiratet!  
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At home at the foot of the mountain   
07:01pm 25/03/2005
  Ok, so any home in Huntsville is technically at the foot of a mountain. We're the Tennessee Valley after all. What we have now, however, is a situation in which [info]darklingzoe and I are a walkthrough, deposit, and lease-signing away from our first home.

Oh, and I lost my keys and found out that my teeth aren't near as bad as I'd feared.
 
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A Proletarian Parable (or, You Know You’re a Marxist When...)   
11:57am 21/02/2005
  This is something I cooked up for Jared Sorenson's upcoming Darkpages rpg. I'm not actually this Marxist, but the idea just sort of poured out of me. The idea of a city elemental/god of justice has been brewing in my head for years, but I've just recently found an application that fit him. I picture a vigilante that can travel between cities by just walking down a street. He can feel the pain and joy of the cities and does what he can to ease the former.

Max Stadt is a fallen god. He’d ridden for decades on the cresting wave of the Bolshevik Revolution. He had been a god among atheists—an iconoclast and Sword of the People. He sought out exploitation and brought it to the light. Where Lenin was the Glorious Liberator, Max was a Revenant. As long as the Party endured, so Max lasted.

When the fascists were beaten in Germany, he cried with joy; shed tears of sorrow when Spain fell. He’d ridden the crest to Berlin, and cried one last time that September day in 1989. The falling wall broke him. He’d remained where he fell, in the streets of Berlin. The equal servings of relief and apprehension reverberating through the streets stripped him of his former glory.

He’d been an avatar of the City before discovering the sweeter meats of Proletarian Rebellion. He could walk the sidewalks of all the world’s metropolises in one afternoon, and still he felt Berlin’s pulse in his feet. While she sustained him, he felt Her hurt and loss, and could not sleep because of it.

Now, Max sleeps soundly in the streets of Every City. He knows them all, and walks from street to Straße at will. The people sustained him with their effort and joy, and tonight he will protect them with his fists. Tonight, Max Stadt becomes a god of justice, and every street is his.
 
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11:05pm 20/10/2004
  Ok, yeah, that was intense.  
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The Passion as pornography   
01:35pm 01/05/2004
  This is a post of mine from IMDB. It covers a very disturbing realization I've had about The Passion of the Christ.

Let me premise this by saying that I saw the Passion about a week after it opened. It was one of the most visually striking films I've ever seen, as well as one of the most disturbing. The more I think on The Passion of the Christ, the more I realize that a far more appropriate title would have been the Splattering of the Christ. This film is by definition a snuff film-- over two straight hours of a man being tortured on film in explicit detail. It saddens me to think that Gibson thought that the best way to show Jesus' love for the world was by showing his torment and death. Was his message not enough? Do you really think that the point of it all was so we could wallow in the gore of his execution? Do you really think when your savior returns he'll want to see you dwelling on this? The last thing Christ will want to see is a crucifix. Christianity is supposed to be a religion of love and compassion, not some morbid cult of sadism and death.

I know I'll probably get trollmobbed for this post, but I just want to express what I've come to realize about the Passion. It is not an expression of faith or love. It is a snuff film. It is pornography. A literal two-hour orgy of blood and gore.
 
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Universal National Service Act of 2003   
02:07pm 28/04/2004
  This bill is before the Senate and House as we speak. The short of it being a requirement all US citizens (male and female) between the ages of 18 and 26 (18, and not yet 26) to serve 2 years military service. The only exemptions are past or current military service of 6 months, current CONSCIENTIOUS OBJECTION laws, and physical/mental health standards erected by the military commission.  
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Piper   
03:55pm 13/04/2004
  Pipe smoking is fun and tasty.  
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must...have...shirt!   
04:14pm 28/03/2004
   
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The Passion of Brian   
10:10pm 27/03/2004
 
mood: ecstatic
Wonderful news. Month Python is re-releasing The Life of Brian next month in response to the hype of the movie about the bloke born in the manger next to Brian.

Bloody Romans.
 
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Dawn of the Dead 2k4   
03:01pm 19/03/2004
  Dawn of the Dead, 7:05 at Hollywood 18, kiddies. See ya there?  
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Well, it'll certainly be horror...   
07:17pm 18/03/2004
 
mood: crushed
music: A Perfect Circle - 3 Libras
As the vast majority of you know, I'm a huge comics freak. One of the foci of this obesession is Vertigo's Hellblazer. The protagonist (not really hero) of this book is John Constantine (thanks for the handy pic, Glas). Now, if you click the linky, you'll get a damn fine image of JC curtesy of Tim Bradstreet. Get that ingrained in your brainhole. Now, add to that chain smoking, a heavy Liverpoolian accent riddled with more britisms than you can shake the London Tower at and you've got a decent idea of the immediate impression of John Constantine. He's also a right bastard, a clever, witty bastard, but an utter bastard none the less. The man has demon blood, damned a young girl to Hell, used one of his oldest friends as bate for a hunger demon, and claims to have performed an unnamed sex act upon some catholic cat name of John Paul. He's a character with depth, 17+ years worth of depth. He's also British as spotted dick and bad teeth. And he's in his 50s.

I guess the point of all this lies with the movie Constantine, which makes John an american magi-cum-investigator played by Keanu "Wood Element Acting Skillz" Reeves. That just breaks my heart.
 
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I need this like I need a whole in the head...oh, wait...   
04:26pm 12/03/2004
 
mood: amused
HeheHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I'm sorry, this just really, really amuses me.
See? Look, I'm amused!
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Hell has frozen over   
12:47pm 10/03/2004
 
mood: ecstatic
music: Fear Factory - Slave Labor
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
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Nazis, run in ph34r!   
07:42pm 01/03/2004
 
mood: geeky
music: Dead Cities, Future Sounds of London
This nazi-smashing bad boy will be mine!
 
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Interpretation   
06:14pm 01/03/2004
  So I just got out of The Passion of the Christ. First off, an incredibly visually and audially stunning film. It's an art flic, to be sure. The production, cinematography, acting, and casting were excellent. Yes, I know that it was inacurate to have everyone speaking either Aramaic or Latin. Yes, I know Jesus most likely spoke Hebrew...since he was a hebrew. But that's not why they were used. The contrast between the glotal, gutteral Aramaic and the fluid, lyrical Latin was awesome. It was a brilliant device, not an attempt at realism.
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More freakiness   
07:20pm 11/02/2004
 
mood: curious
While we're at it, check out This story.
 
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The eBay Dubuk box   
09:26am 10/02/2004
 
mood: satisfied
Yeah, I know link posts are annoying, but you really, really really, really want to read this. One of the coolest ghost stories I've read in a while, it's apparently true, and it's on eBay!
 
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