cleolinda: (reiko2)
So I have finally, finally gotten through all the email and comment notifications in my inbox. Whew.

Linkspam! NONE OF IT IS ABOUT TWILIGHT )


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Hello, newcomers! Some of you are here because you were linked to the Breaking Dawn commentary/recap. Some of you are here because you saw the New York Magazine blog post; some of you are here to kill me. Welcome, one and all! Read, friend, have fun, try not to break the furniture! And thank you to Dan Kois (who, I just realized, is Dan Kwa from TWOP, he of the Lost recaps of yore) for the NYMag shoutout, by the way.

(And thanks for all the support, y'all--regulars and lurkers alike. Awww!)

In case you stayed to read more of my journal and you have no idea what it's for, I talk mostly about pop culture like 85%of the internet, specifically movies. I post Movies in Fifteen Minutes every few months at [livejournal.com profile] m15m (ZOMG I WROTE A BOOK OF THEM! YOU CAN GET IT AT AMAZON.CO.UK! EVEN THOUGH I'M FROM ALABAMA! I KNOW, IT'S REALLY WEIRD!). I generally do dailyish movies-and-misc linkspams; sometimes I tell stories about my family or my dogs or strange things that happened or weird dreams I had. Sporadically I recap or discuss random things (often books) because I just feel like it, and the Twilight series was one of those things. I also have a silly little PBWiki to organize my LJ content into more browsable categories; it will always be, by its nature, under construction, but feel free to poke around over there. (The "Best Of" section may be the most convenient.)

Also-also, anyone crazy enough to look for bloggers to hire: I will write for food. And also, I can actually string three words together without swearing, I promise. If I'd known the recaps would be this widely linked, I would have worked a little less blue. A little.

And finally: the thing to remember about internet fame is, you're still less famous than that Star Wars kid. So other than the security system I'm installing in my hair at my house, we're pretty much going to carry on as normal here.

Linkspam! )


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So. Another backlog of linkspam, but what're you gonna do. After struggling all week in front of blank paper (what's that old line? "Writing is easy. All you do is stare at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood stand out on your forehead"?), I finally sat down today and decided to write out the story from the POV of three major(ish) characters whose storylines are giving me hives. Read more... )

Also, since I'm in a Halloween mood--the most marvelous sentence in the history of the English, from John Stagg, "The Vampyre," The Minstrel of the North (1810): "It was then asserted, that, in several places, dead persons had been known to leave their graves, and, by night, to revisit the habitations of their friends; whom, by suckosity, they drained of their blood as they slept."

A sampling of my backlog )


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God, I have such a headache. Mom really enjoyed the Pride and Prejudice DVD, though. For some reason, her favorite part was... Wickham? She seemed pleased to hear that Keira Knightley snagged that actor for herself in real life. Or jellus. Or both. Also, there were Girl Scout cookies.

Poll: J.K. Rowling: Greatest Living British Writer? I think we all know how this one's going to end: in tears.

Amateur Cracks Secret Nazi Code. Oh, with the help of computers? I'm less impressed now.

Newsvine goes public.

The Calls of Cthulhu. ("Grrr! You stupid Callahan kids—you're the ones who egged my house last Halloween, aren't you?")

Bookslut: "Kimberly Maul looks at the literary adaptations that will play a role in this year's Academy Awards. Also be sure to read our own Liz Miller's take on the Best Adapted Screenplay nominees. It should be pretty interesting--if Brokeback Mountain wins, you can witness a possibly historic turning point for gay-themed cinema and literature. And if Crash wins, you can witness the death of art." (Related: my Oscar predictions.)

20 Calif. Students Suspended Over Web Site. MySpace, specifically. 

Blogs Either Are or Are Not Dying. Good to know that we're certain now.

Online coloring book! I just want to know why the hell Edmund is in a spacesuit, and I think the White Witch wants to know, too.

Grape Juice Good for Aging Brain. As my sister would have said as a child: mmm, grajuice.

Live-action Simpsons intro.

No! You can't change the name!  This movie! Is called! SNAKES! ON! A! PLANE!

Defamer: They Must Press The Button Every 108 Minutes Or Their Forbidden Love Will Die ("Brokeback parodies may be dead, but Jack and Sawyer from Lost are throwing a hell of a wake. Really, another classic").



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cleolinda: (GALADRIEL SMASH!)

AUGH. I am going to stab my DVD player, because there aren't up/down/left/right selection buttons on the player itself, and the remote has decided to DIE, because apparently new batteries aren't GOOD ENOUGH for the FUCKING LITTLE BASTARD. Is it too much to ask, really, to let me watch the Lost extras? Is it? I ASK YOU.

(Did I come up with "Sawyerland," or is that something the writers actually had Sawyer say? Because I have a feeling Sawyer said it, but that I would have mentioned it in a recap, and I can't find any reference to him actually saying it. Oh, and the search function on LJ user info pages? SUCKS.)

Also: Yes, I missed Talk Like a Pirate Day. Mostly because I felt bad and not piraty. Which makes me very sad, because I really look forward to pirate-talking online all day long each year. Sad and ANGRY.

(I swear to you, I was not this angry all day. I was fine until about ten minutes ago.)

Oh, and I locked myself out of my fucking online bank account, because apparently my username/password is not what I thought it was, and I tried so many different combinations that the site decided I was a hacker, and now I have to CALL CUSTOMER SERVICE ON THE PHONE NOOOOOOOOOOO. Seriously, I'm half joking and I'm half serious here. I hate phones.

(Maybe I really have been cranky all day and just didn't know it...?)

Oh, P.S.: I seem to have lost my backlog of linkspam, Katrina and otherwise, in a Semagic crash, woe. So I will simply give you what I have:

Money Earmarked for Evacuation Redirected.

New Orleans Suspends Reopening of City.

[livejournal.com profile] angelic_oni: "Have you seen this excellent Lost site? You should totally pimp it out, because I'm not sure lots of people have heard about it. Click on the "Untold: Step into the Subconscious" and you go on interactive tours through the lives/minds of the castaways. Some of it is frightening (Claire's, Locke's and Sayid's especially... oh, and Jack's has a strange kind of Donnie Darko-esque feel with the rabbit) but all of it is pretty excellent and gets me extremely hyped for the new season."

The Cthulhu Awareness Ribbon.

I'm not sure what's going on here, besides short films, and a pleasantly spooky web design.

[livejournal.com profile] arielchan (who gave us the meme that spawned Cleo Sue, by the way): "Cleo, dear, I know it hasn't been that long since I requested something, but next time you're doing pimpage could you possibly pimp out [profile] emoawards? It's funny as heck, and needs more members."

So, uh, I didn't watch the Emmys, because I think of them as The Boring Awards Show, partly because I don't watch much TV so I don't care about who wins and I totally forgot that Lost was up for so many things, and... I didn't get the memo that the show was going to be cracked ouuuuuuuuut. Thus, I am grateful to Diego Zanzibar for a link to Emmy Idol downloads. I have a guilty fondness for "Fame," and... yeah. (Warning: image of Donald Trump singing "Green Acres" may scar you for life.)

Random thoughts: "Heaven" (you know, that old Bryan Adams song) came up on my mp3 player and I had this weird urge to hear it covered by someone like Nick Cave or something. Like, the chorus is pretty awesome to belt out at one's desk, not that I spent this afternoon doing that or anything, but the verses are crap. "Once in your life you find someone who will turn your world around, bring you up when you're feeling down"? "There's lots that I could say, but just hold me now, 'cause our love will light the way"? Are you kidding me? (It probably doesn't help that the melody at this point just kind of sags and doesn't really support the lyrics in any way, so you're left with nothing but the bald crapitude of the words.) But now imagine Nick Cave singing the same lines. Possibly sounding like he just escaped from prison. Yeah. It's a hell of a lot different now, isn't it? "And baby you're all that I want, when you're lying here lifeless in my arms , I'm finding it hard to believe we're in heaven because I was, after all, convicted of six counts of first-degree homicide. And lovin' is all that I need, and I found it there in your heart still beating in my fist; it isn't too hard to see by the light of the oncoming police sirens we're in heaven--WHOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOOOA!"

You can hear it, can't you?

Oh, and while I'm thinking about it, Spreadshirt has possibly thrown a wrinkle, or a wrench, or whatever, into the CafePress situation. The good news is they have black t-shirts and good prices. The bad news is that vectors are involved.

Advantages: Printing also available on dark textiles

Disadvantages:

  • Only one or two colors per design
  • No color blending possible
  • A vector file must be submitted (using Corel Draw, Illustrator, PageMaker, FreeHand)
  • Designs must be checked before being released, the design will be available for printing after one workday
I don't even have any of those programs. (I don't think...?) I think we might be able to pop over there occasionally for special t-shirt designs or fabric colors, but if it's okay with y'all, I may try to work within CafePress's design limits--I mean, they can do any colors we want on the designs, just not so much in terms of the shirts themselves. And I cannot bring myself to believe that CafePress will not someday offer black shirts, because that's ridiculous, and maybe if enough of us lobby for them, they'll see the light. I'll see if I can figure out what the hell is going on over there, but if you want to hold off on buying shirts from CafePress until we figure it out, that's perfectly all right.

(ACK MY EYELID IS STILL TWITCHING AUGH.)


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