Category: Connections

Right, Christmas. It was good! The Adkins-Wood Collective borrowed the infamous Deb’s house (she was out of town, and we’re homeless) for the fastest gift-opening we’ve ever had, then left in the afternoon to come to Louisville and have dinner with Joe’s sister Laura. Who I guess is now my aunt? She’d probably be weirded out if I called her that. While there, I met her stepdaughter, who I guess is now my cousin?

Normally I’d make some crack now about the new definition of family units in the new millennium, but to tell the truth, I feel kinda behind. I just got my first step-cousin-in-law, man, everybody else has had theirs for years.

But yeah, the dinner was good and Joe embarrassed Ian and me (but mostly me) at the pool table. I got warm socks, emo hoodies, the first season of Highlander and as many copies of Finding Nemo as I have hands. Mom was at least a little taken in by our we-got-you-DVDs, what-you-don’t-have-a-DVD-player, oh-well-you-get-this-present-too gag, and that was good. In grand Brendanian tradition, I forced Blankets on Ian and Daredevil: Yellow on Caitlan, things with which they seemed cool.

Man, have you heard about Blankets? Just… just google it and read a little. It’s pretty much everything they say.

BoxJam’s Doodle is back! I hope this isn’t premature, but BoxJam has always had an excellent work ethic–the only reason his toon has been gone is that he lost his job, and has a family, and wanted to devote all his time and energy to making that situation better. Things seem to be getting better for him, though, which is really good to hear.

I very much hope that some part of the Altbrand crew will be in San Diego next summer–I’d like to meet them, BoxJam included. I think it’d be cool to, when asked “And your last name?” be able to respond “Oh, I’ve just got the one.”

Confessional Search Request: xorph I met a girl

The latter part of that, of course, is the chorus from a wonderful Wheat song, which appears to be catching on quickly, and also to have its complete lyrics posted nowhere on the entire interweb. I guess that’s how my LJ feed somehow got to be the first Google result for “I met a girl I’d like to know better.”

I’d post the lyrics here myself, but I don’t have the liner notes and I don’t really want to do them by ear.

There’s a decent article on MSNBC / Newsweek–an interview with Miranda Rivers, who cast the Lord of the Rings. My favorite part is where she describes her on-sight classification system:

“We would walk down the street, and people were not people, they were types: I’d be going, ‘Hobbit!’ ‘Elf!’ ‘Uruk-hai!’ ‘Rohan!’ I got a lot of elves off the street.”

I find it interesting how similar that is to the typing system (man, hobbit, dwarf, elf) Randy Waterhouse defines in Cryptonomicon.

Peter Jackson has arms like tree trunks and legs like stone columns.

Peter Jackson is twelve feet tall, with a beard that doubles as a home for sparrows.

Peter Jackson can kill a man by winking.

Peter Jackson wears a necklace. And that necklace is made of Bruckheimer skulls.

“The real Universe arched sickeningly away beneath them. Various pretend ones flitted silently by, like mountain goats. Primal light exploded, splattering space-time as with gobbets of Jell-O. Time blossomed, matter shrank away. The highest prime number coalesced quietly in a corner and hid itself away forever.”

Okay, it’s not the highest prime number period, just the highest one yet. Still pretty cool.