di· verse a· la· rums and excursions

Im Batman LAWLZ!

2008-06-06T18:48:54Z

Moar Kittehz

2008-04-17T15:41:23Z

Some sad news for Discworld fans

2007-12-12T20:38:07Z

Well, I'm kicking myself for not going to see Terry Pratchett at this year's Library of Congress Bookfest now. In a open letter to Discworld fans, Terry has announced that he has been diagnosed with a rare form of early onset Alzheimer's disease. Terry stresses that he's ok, getting good treatment and continuing to work.

Folks,

I would have liked to keep this one quiet for a little while, but because of upcoming conventions and of course the need to keep my publishers informed, it seems to me unfair to withhold the news. I have been diagnosed with a very rare form of early onset Alzheimer's, which lay behind this year's phantom "stroke".

We are taking it fairly philosophically down here and possibly with a mild optimism. For now work is continuing on the completion of Nation and the basic notes are already being laid down for Unseen Academicals. All other things being equal, I expect to meet most current and, as far as possible, future commitments but will discuss things with the various organisers. Frankly, I would prefer it if people kept things cheerful, because I think there's time for at least a few more books yet :o)

Terry Pratchett

PS I would just like to draw attention to everyone reading the above that this should be interpreted as 'I am not dead'. I will, of course, be dead at some future point, as will everybody else. For me, this maybe further off than you think - it's too soon to tell. I know it's a very human thing to say "Is there anything I can do", but in this case I would only entertain offers from very high-end experts in brain chemistry.

Seen cackling with unbridled glee

Linkies

Choose your Destiny!

2007-12-04T22:04:13Z

The world is said to be a battleground between positive and negative furies.

WARNING: CONTAINS SCIENCE / SNARK

Choose your path:

Lamborghini Reventón FTW

WIN

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EPIC FAIL

"State Board of [Florida] Education member Donna Callaway says she'll be voting against the proposed new state science standards because evolution 'should not be taught to the exclusion of other theories of origin of life' and says she hopes 'there will be times of prayer throughout Christian homes and churches directed toward this issue.'"
- from TampaBay.com

"The overwhelming evidence at trial established that Intelligent Design is a religious view, a mere re-labeling of creationism, and not a scientific theory."
- Judge John E. Jones III, Kitzmiller v. Dover (NOVA recently did a fine documentary of the trial)

LET ME SHOW YOU MY WALL

MY WALL, LET ME SHOW YOU IT

"...no man shall be compelled to frequent or support any religious worship, place, or ministry whatsoever, nor shall be enforced, restrained, molested, or burthened in his body or goods, nor shall otherwise suffer, on account of his religious opinions or belief; but that all men shall be free to profess, and by argument to maintain, their opinions in matters of religion, and that the same shall in no wise diminish, enlarge, or affect their civil capacities."
- Virginia Statute for Religious Freedom

EVOLUTION DOES NOT ADDRESS THE ORIGINS OF LIFE!

But, to be fair, how about this. Intelligent Design will be given fair and equal time in public schools. BUT, equal time must be given to biology and evolution in churches or else they will loose their tax exempt status. There's a little logic nugget for you.

Spock cat speks

2007-11-16T20:34:36Z

Preface - The Discovery at Rashid - Mediterranean Coast, Egypt, Mid July, 1799

2007-11-02T22:26:58Z

On the northern coast of Egypt, not far from Alexandria, was the sea port of Rashid. This small but important city had been a tourist destination of great luxury since antiquity. Of course, the main reason for all this was simple, the town of Rashid was the gateway between the Nile River and the Mediterranean sea.

It was from this very port that General Bonaparte had secretly departed back to Paris to proclaim his victory to the world, despite the fact that his campaign had been a failure in almost every sense with the exception of one area: archaeological discovery. The scientists, philosophers and historians Bonaparte had brought were so confounded with new discoveries that they did not even know where to start. Letters were written, books were published and universities established. Despite every other unfavorable opinion that the Egyptians had of the French, they did not have a very low opinion of the money that they were making on, what they considered, old junk.

So, it was decided that in order to better protect the sovereignty of the Egyptian people from the tyranny of the other European powers, a new fortress would have to be commissioned at the mouth of the Nile to eternally stand vigilant over the port of Rashid, or as it was known Europeans, Rosetta.

General Jacques François Menou of French expeditionary army was not, at the moment, a particularly happy man. As regional governor of the newly liberated Egypt, he had many important people and events to attend to, most of which were inside in the shade where a smoky eyed servant girl could be quickly called to fetch a cool glass of water, or failing that, anything else a man of taste could desire. And now, here he was, riding out in his best carriage while his cool drinks and warm concubines went to waste back in Alexandria.

"Driver," he called out as he slid the window open, "how much further to the construction site?"

The coach had just turned onto a bustling market street in the middle of the town. Stalls full of colorful fruits, fish and spices lined the sides of the street, each covered by bright canopies of cloth that seemed to interconnect together into a patchwork quilt that hung between the sand colored buildings. People mulled through the streets mulling about their business, sellers barked their wares and urchins chased each other screaming and laughing. "Not far now Monsieur General," responded the crisply uniformed driver from atop the coach, "just down this street."

General Menou frowned at this. Rashid had many interesting sites and stately homes to visit, and was particularly disappointed that he should have to hold the hand of some Captain who has to check every detail up the chain of command. "Ah, but duty calls," he muttered to himself. "Wouldn't you prefer to be out there shopping my love?"

This was directed to a ghostly figure, draped in a black robe from the crown of her head down to the floor, with only a small slit across the face for the person to see. The woman, for it was one, seemed to shrink away from such direct questioning, her golden brown eyes looking down and away, "Only if it is my husband's wish, husband to be."

"Oh, well," General Menou began, "yes of course, I see your meaning my love."

They arrived at the coastal site of Fort Julian, which overlooked the port, a short time later. A red faced soldier held the carriage door open and snapped to attention with a salute as the Menou stepped down. The foundation of the fort looked rough, as if it were itself a huge sandstone block hewn out of the local rock. Wooden scaffolds surrounded the building on all sides, each one clustered with robed and sandaled tradesmen. The General couldn't help but notice the way the scaffolds and the palm trees gently swayed together in the sea breeze. "As you were soldier, where is the officer in command?"

"Captain Bouchard is in the quarry Monsieur General," the soldier said.

Again, General Menou frowned "What? You mean to say he is not overseeing the construction or, more importantly, here to receive me?"

The red faced soldier opened his mouth and took in a deep breath as if to say something, but, seeming having nothing to say, quickly closed his mouth again as his red face took on the appearance of a man in deep cogitation.

" Monsieur General!" someone cried out a ways away.

"Ah, that would be him now Monsieur General," said the red faces soldier.

The young man who came running up to the General's coach was not a sight to warm the heart of any stanch old commander of men at arms. He was young, barely twenty it seemed, with a handsome face and short cut brown hair. His uniform jacket was dusty and half open, and we wore no hat. General Menou could make out that this mad man was captain, though he hoped that it wasn't.

The man came to a halt just short of running into Menou, and then bent over gulping in great gasps of air. "General, I... did not expect you so... so soon."

The General raised an eyebrow and swatted some dust off of the cuff of his own blue uniform sleeve "Captain Bouchard, I may presume?"

"Indeed, Monsieur General, Captain Pierre François Bouchard, army corps of engineers, at your service," said the young Captain who seemed to recover his composure a bit. "It's all gone mad monsieur, the workers are threatening to leave and if that happens then there is no way the fortifications can be completed, let alone harvesting the stone for the ramparts or the..."

"Yes, yes indeed," interrupted the General. "But perhaps you had better slow down and tell me what the problem seems to be. The message I received indicated that there was a condition of great importance, but what it is I could not discover." He paused for a moment, looking left and right, and then said, "you haven't had another mummified pharaoh running around cursing people have you? The last one was a great deal of trouble and rather expensive to deal with."

Captain Bouchard blinked his eyes for a moment "What? No nothing of the kind. We've made a discovery in the sandstone quarry."

"A discovery? Well, you should have said so earlier," said the General who suddenly looked delighted. "How much gold have you found?"

"Well, none monsieur."

"Oh," said the general, his smile dimming, "then precious artifacts? Canopic jar, sarcophagus remains, lost tombs, that sort of thing?"

Captain Bouchard told him that, no, they'd found no such things.

"Good god man! Well then, what have you found" said Menou.

Captain Bouchard, who was an engineer by trade and not used to things that couldn't be calculated with a slide ruler and ordinance map, brushed his hand across his brow to wipe the sweat away. "You'd best come see for yourself monsieur."

Angry, hot and out of familiar territory, situations that are never acceptable to a military commander, General Menou fell back on the first weapon of all great leaders. He opened his mouth to start shouting.

"Abdullah," said the black robed woman who had just emerged from the carriage. Her appearance was so sudden that Captain Bouchard actually stepped backward from the shock.

Menou turned to look at the apparition in black, and then back to the Captain. "Um, may I introduce my fiancé, Nadira al-Fatima."

Captain Bouchard bowed "A pleasure, mademoiselle."

The ghostly woman did not respond or even look at Bouchard, but simply turned to the side and looked at the ground behind General Menou's feet.

"Um, yes, she's quite charmed," said the general, "I am sure. Now take us to see this discovery or yours."

The quarry was a short distance away, surrounded by the dusty yellow sand that always threatened to consume all of Egypt. The Captain talked about the progress that they had been making, about how the new steam engines had been of great help in excavating the stones. How the discovery of a site with already cut blocks had aided them greatly. "And then, I made the decision to try blasting. That's when we found it."

"You still haven’t told me what 'it' is Captain."

"As I said Monsieur General, you'll need to see it for yourself."

The quarry was essentially a great hole in the desert. A long spiral walkway snaked around the edge of the quarry, spiraling downward toward the middle where a huge steam engine sat idly puffing out a plume of white smoke. More local workers were here, though none of them seemed to be getting any work done. In fact, the general noticed, their chief occupation seems to have been huddling into small groups, whispering, and casting quick glances over their shoulders.

"Why aren’t they working, you should have the foreman on them," said General Menou.

"I suppose I should, however, my foreman ran off screaming like a wild animal two days ago and he has not been seen since," said Captain Bouchard.

General Menou, nodded, not knowing what to say to this.

"There is a wrongness here husband to be," said the ghostly woman from behind Menou. "These men are afraid for their lives."

"Nonsense my love, I'm sure they're just stalling so that they can collect as much pay from us as possible."

Captain Bouchard led them down the spiral walkway to the bottom of the quarry. "When we tried blasting, we found this. None of the workers will touch it or go near it." Next to the huge steam engine, a section of sandstone had been cleared away to reveal what looked like a pillared archway, though it was chipped and damaged from the force of the explosion. On the ground in front of the pillared arc, sat an immense black stone, as big across as a man. What seemed like the top had a huge chip in the shape of an upside down triangle broken off from it, and a smaller chip broken from the bottom. The blackness of the stone was shocking, the afternoon sun cast no glair or reflection from it's surface, and it seemed to the General, that the air became cooler as he moved toward it. But, the most shocking thing of all about the massive stone, was the neat writing that covered every inch of it, and seemed to be separated cleanly into a top, middle and bottom section.

"Should I be impressed Captain?" asked Menou.

Being a gentleman officer, Captain Bouchard didn't believe that it was his business to tell a senior officer what he should or should not be impressed with. "Perhaps Monsieur General," he said, "but, whatever the case, since we unearthed this stone, we have quarried no new rock nor continued with the business of building the fortress."

"Hmm," said the general, "well, get rid of it then."

"Monsieur, I do not think you follow my meaning, I cannot persuade the workers to go near it at all."

"Well then get some bombardiers to fire cannons at it, they certainly did a number on the old Sphinx after all."

"No," said the general's fiancé, "this cannot be. Abdullah, I cannot be here."

"What was that you said my love?"

"This, this must be buried, quickly or destroyed," she said.

"But that would be against General Bonaparte's orders," said the young captain. "It is an artifact of some kind mademoiselle, it should be studied."

General Menou gently patted her on the shoulder, "Try not to concern yourself my love, it's only an old stone." He looked to Captain Bouchard with an embarrassed expression. "My fiancé is strictly devout and does not enjoy looking upon pagan artifacts."

Captain Bouchard said "Oh, yes of course."

"No," said the woman as she pulled away from the General and stepped toward the massive black monolith. "You don't see, but I will destroy this abomination myself." She began to mutter under the hood.

Then, as if from the ground itself, a low hum began to rise up, like that sound of a thousand locusts just over the horizon, ready to swarm in and consume all life. The workers, wide eyed and open mouthed, raised their hands over their heads and looked to the sky in horror. From nowhere, winds began to blow, at first a low breeze, but they rose in speed and ferocity, becoming a gale and then a hurricane. Sand whipped and flew everywhere spiraling around the woman and the stone, who stood at the center of the tempest.

Those workers and soldiers who were not knocked down, fled though the sand and wind. "What in heaven's name is happening?" screamed General Menou as he grabbed hold of Captain Bouchard for support.

"I do not know monsieur, your fiancé seems to be casting spells upon the monolith!"

"Well, she shouldn't be doing that!" cried the general who spit several times to get the sand out of his mouth, make her st-".

But the general didn't have time to finish, because the fierce winds had picked up the steam engine as if it were a child's toy, still piping out a stream of white smoke.
"Look out!" cried the Captain as he bodily threw himself onto Menou pushing them both to the ground just as the whirling mechanism flew over them and collided with the side of the quarry.

Then, the captain and general saw the woman raise her hand, palm forward toward the stone. For a moment, it looked to Captain Bouchard as if there were a mark on the her palm that was not unlike some kind of eye, but before he could tell, twin tongues of light snaked around the woman's arm to join together at the palm of her hand. Static arcs of blue lighting dances across the swirling sand and onto the stone.

She whispered something, and then there was silence. The sand, the gale, everything had stopped as if waiting for instructions as to what to do next. The general's fiancé took several steps back from the stone, as if shocked or surprised. One by one, the letters and glyphs on the monolith filled with a golden light, as if they were reading themselves.

"What..." General Menou began to ask.

And then a pure white lance of light, like the late afternoon sun's rays thought a narrow window into a dusty room, shot from the monolith at the woman. She had not time to scream or even breath, but was simply lifted into the air where she hung in a globe of light tethered to the stone.

General Menou struggled to get up but Captain Bouchard, who was a much younger and stronger man, held him down. "No, you cannot know what would happen if you interfere with this magic."

"It could kill her if I do nothing!"

"It could kill her of you do, or if it has gone sour, then she is dead already monsieur," shouted the captain.

They both looked at the woman, still suspended in the air, and then to the stone, which was now glowing with a light of its own. From the stone, a column of the pure white light shot upward into the sky and it was so bright they had to look away.

And then there was no light.

The sand, still motionless in the air, simply fell to the ground with a collective thud. The afternoon sky was blue and clear again. The stone no longer glowed, and the General's fiancé lay motionless on the ground where she had fallen.

"Nadira!" screamed the general "Get off me man, before I have you shot!"

Captain Bouchard did so, and then helped Menou get to his feet. As best he could in his expensive boots, the general ran to where the woman lay, kicking up great trails of sand into the air as he went. The Captain quickly followed.

"Dear god," said Bouchard as he knelt next to the woman, "the stone, must have defended itself perhaps."

"What do you mean?" cried Menou, "what's happened to her?"

Captain Bouchard turned to look at the general, "She has been turned to salt."

Current Word Count - 2718

Yoinked from big_danny_t because I'm a dork.

2006-10-20T04:12:23Z

You scored as SG-1 (Stargate). You are versatile and diverse in your thinking. You have an open mind to that which seems highly unlikely and accept it with a bit of humor. Now if only aliens would stop trying to take over your body.

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SG-1 (Stargate)

88%

Babylon 5 (Babylon 5)

81%

FBI's X-Files Division (The X-Files)

75%

Moya (Farscape)

75%

Millennium Falcon (Star Wars)

69%

Serenity (Firefly)

69%

Deep Space Nine (Star Trek)

63%

Enterprise D (Star Trek)

56%

Andromeda Ascendant (Andromeda)

56%

Galactica (Battlestar: Galactica)

56%

Bebop (Cowboy Bebop)

50%

Nebuchadnezzar (The Matrix)

50%

Your Ultimate Sci-Fi Profile II: which sci-fi crew would you best fit in? (pics)
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I call bullshit

2006-10-17T21:09:47Z

HowManyOfMe.com

There are:
0
people with my name
in the U.S.A.

How many have your name?

Ok, not that I mind being an individual and all, but I've got to call bullshit on a couple of things here.

Besides myself, I guarantee that there IS one other person in the US with the name Parker Baine... that would be my daddy.

Their stats say that '100 percent of people with the first name Parker are male.' I can think of one actress who would have issue with that statement.

Of course, it's just an LJ meme, so who gives a care anyway. ^_^

Huzzah, time for a trick! ^_^

2006-10-01T22:27:41Z

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
angrypaladin goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as The Docter.
big_danny_t gives you 4 blue vanilla-flavoured gummy worms.
canuckdesz tricks you! You lose 1 pieces of candy!
erikonil tricks you! You lose 1 pieces of candy!
fechten gives you 12 purple coconut-flavoured gummy bats.
geckoman tricks you! You lose 10 pieces of candy!
jamiegodley tricks you! You get a scratched CD.
keyosko gives you 4 orange cherry-flavoured wafers.
labrynthos gives you 1 light yellow watermelon-flavoured gumdrops.
marjai gives you 6 light blue mint-flavoured gummy bats.
pockyman tricks you! You get a rotten egg.
angrypaladin ends up with 15 pieces of candy, a scratched CD, and a rotten egg.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.

Oriana Fallaci RIP

2006-09-19T16:12:37Z

Try to cry only out of love, never out of fear.

Listening to someone talk isn't at all like listening to their words played over on a machine. What you hear when you have a face before you is never what you hear when you have before you a winding tape.

We do not understand these Americans who, like adolescents, always speak of sex, and who, like adolescents, all of a sudden have discovered that sex is good not only for procreating children.

-Oriana Fallaci (June 29, 1929 – September 15, 2006)

Yoinked from bonemarch

2006-09-06T16:11:14Z

ARGH!

2006-09-06T15:48:22Z

I dropped and broke my favorite Stitch teacup this morning. It shattered into many razor sharp, jagged little bits. I'm very sad now.

Tropical Storm ERNESTO Public Advisory

2006-08-31T18:24:45Z

For all my east coast peeps...

BULLETIN
TROPICAL STORM ERNESTO INTERMEDIATE ADVISORY NUMBER 28A...CORRECTED
NWS TPC/NATIONAL HURRICANE CENTER MIAMI FL AL052006
200 PM EDT THU AUG 31 2006

...CORRECTED FOR REPEAT SECTION INTENSITY...

...ERNESTO NEARING HURRICANE STRENGTH...

A TROPICAL STORM WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT FROM THE SAVANNAH RIVER
NORTHWARD TO CURRITUCK BEACH LIGHT INCLUDING THE PAMLICO AND
ALBEMARLE SOUNDS.

A HURRICANE WATCH REMAINS IN EFFECT FROM SOUTH SANTEE RIVER SOUTH
CAROLINA TO CAPE LOOKOUT NORTH CAROLINA. A HURRICANE WATCH MEANS
THAT HURRICANE CONDITIONS ARE POSSIBLE WITHIN THE WATCH AREA...IN
THIS CASE WITHIN THE NEXT 12 HOURS.

(more...)

Quick Note: You’ll Have To Pry Pluto Out Of My Cold Dead Education

2006-08-24T20:13:04Z

May I have your attention please!

I am not now, nor have I ever been, a member of the marsupial party.

Thank you for your attention.

-Parker

Yoinked from sundancekat

2006-08-17T22:43:01Z

Go to this url:

http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3

and look through random quotations until you find 5 that you think reflect who you are or what you believe. There's a button at the bottom that gives you 10 new quotes and you can keep pushing it until you get your five.

Try to love someone who you want to hate, because they are just like you, somewhere inside, in a way you may never expect, in a way that resounds so deeply within you that you cannot believe it. -Margaret Cho

You must learn to face the fact, always, that you choose to do what you do, and that everything you do affects not only you but others. -Holly Lisle

It's being here now that's important. There's no past and there's no future. Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can't relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don't know if there is one. -George Harrison

He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you. -Friedrich Nietzsche

Our problems are man-made, therefore they may be solved by man. No problem of human destiny is beyond human beings. -John F. Kennedy

Thar be GEEKERY afoot!

2006-07-19T21:23:03Z

Normally, I don't care for GURPS as a rule, but having seen this...

... and this...

... I may decide that GURPS isn't so bad after all. ^_^

I swear, I was trying to get Morgan Adams!

2006-07-11T22:12:02Z

Y'know, I don't really see what the problem is with Cutthroat Island. It was an awesome movie if you just start out with the mindset that 'yes, this is a pirate movie and will (to a certain extent) be absurd'.

You scored as Captain Jack Sparrow. You are definitely quirky and often mistaken for mad but if anyone is truly paying attention they can see there is method to your madness. You try really hard to be bad but in the end you tend to do the right thing.

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Captain Jack Sparrow

92%

Captain James T. Hook

75%

Mary Read

58%

Dread Pirate Roberts

58%

Morgan Adams

58%

Will Turner

50%

Captain Barbosa

50%

Black Beard

42%

Long John Silvers

42%

Sinbad

42%

What kind of Pirate are you?
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Ok, I'm not exactly sure what to make of this, but at least the personality description seems to be on the mark. I've always considered the masculine side of my personality to be Gryffindor while my feminine side is Slytherin. Neither is bad or good, it's just that different situations call for different approaches. 'Gayatri'

Slytherclaw
You scored 50% Order/Chaos, and 32% Moral/Rational

Rationality with an orderly/chaotic split. What you strongly know is that you try to be rational, objective, and like to consider things as shades of gray. On order, you see the value of rules and organization but equally can become impatient and advocate a rather loose system. Your strengths arise from your ability to consider both radicals and straightlaced authority objectively; however, it can turn on you when others feel betrayed by the fact that there are few you support unconditionally and consistently.

The 4-grid I used to determine this is as follows:

	Chaotic	Orderly
Moral	Gryffindor	Hufflepuff
Rational	Slytherin	Ravenclaw

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 99% on Order
You scored higher than 99% on Morality

Link: The Sorting Hat Test written by 8sevenatenine8 on OkCupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

NEXTWAVE!

2006-07-10T15:59:07Z

DOOM!!! Um... err... DOOM!!!

2006-07-09T17:10:23Z

Ok, you GOTTA go see this flash Fantastic 4 movie where all the Dr Dooms kidnaps Jessica Alba to defeat the Fantastic 4! It is teh awesome!

Possible Wonder Woman Casting... maybe?

2006-06-23T19:09:42Z

Can you imagine this woman playing spin the bottle with a man's skull while he's still wearing it?

It's Confirmed...

2006-05-12T19:41:58Z

It's official now, the new Alliance race is the Draenei, and I have to admit it looks pretty impressive!

Good old number one...

2006-05-11T00:53:26Z

You Are The Magician

You are powerful and wise - beyond what anyone can see.

Deeply complex, you have the resources to connect to the spiritual and material world.

You posses the knowledge to manipulate your life and the lives around you.

You also have a great healing power, should you choose to use it.

Your fortune:

You have unhidden powers that you have yet to tap into.

Soon, you will better understand how to use your intellect and intuition.

Believe it or now, you will discover how you can manipulate yourself and others for good.

You are at the beginning of a path of spiritual enlightenment.

What Tarot Card Are You?

AW GOWDAMMIT!

2006-04-28T19:13:53Z

White Wolf's is going to be at A-Kon this year to premier Promethean: The Created (their new 'Frankenstein' game). Check it out. Now I wanna go to A-Kon! Boo boo hoo and woe is me!

This is almost as disappointing as when Em told me that Dir en Grey was coming to Va Beach THE VERY WEEK that we'll be in Florida. *sigh*

Linkage...

2006-04-28T17:19:43Z

Here's a couple cool links...

New Poster for Uma Thurman's new costumed hero with super powers movie (can't call it a super hero movie because I don't want to get sued). Check it out at IGN

Lunar Comics is a revolving coop of web comics. Each of the five comics updates one day a week, making for a cool set of five different stories. Have a look, they don't disappoint!

KAWAII FOX PUPS! ^_^

That is all.

My life in the movies...

2006-03-30T21:11:54Z

Your Role, and That of your Friend's List, in the Wizarding World by GregorySparr

Username

Pick a Hogwarts house and tell me what job you see

You will wind up

A professor at Hogwarts

Your hidden magical abilities will be

You're a fine occlumens

Your best subject will be

Charms

Minister of Magic

cmndrhavok

Headmaster of Howarts

aventalar

Head of the Auror Division at the Ministry

nyanko_chan

Dark Wizard

limyaael

Your greatest wizard duel victory will come agains

marjai

You will never be better than

canuckdesz

Odds that you'll survive a Wizarding War: 82%

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If George Lucas Cast Star Wars from Your Friend List, He'd Pick... by athersgeo
Username
Luke Skywalker	qjb
Han Solo	darkschneider
Princess Leia	sundancekat
C-3PO	stevebennett
R2D2	figgy_pup
Wedge Antilles	adeastridae
Obi-Wan Kenobi	dmlaenker
Darth Vader	canuckdesz
Grand Moff Tarkin	danny_valentini
The Emperor	gramarye1971

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