Cleolinda everywhere

Sixth Annual Valentine Fairy Deputization! I'm just going to link to last year's because homg, I am sick. I woke up with a cough and then wrestled with an extremely unhappy stomach for most of the morning. So... not doing so good. You may not hear much from me today, I don't know. It'll depend. If anything important happens (cough), you'll hear about it by tomorrow at the latest.

(Related reminder: The Eowyn (Not Eowyn) and book auction ends tomorrow.)

I will, however, show you my favorite valentine-themed earrings. I think I've had them since high school at least, if not middle school. Each one has a pink stone and a white/iridescent stone, and the hearts are tiny lockets.




( It's the Valentine's Day gift that says I love you... and I'm into rope )

Officials fear 'massive' wildfire toll. But you can donate to the Australian Red Cross.

I think we need a pomster to cheer us up.

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1) Well then. Yesterday's entry certainly set my inbox on fire.

2) Speaking of inboxes, if you've direct-messaged me here on LJ recently and I didn't reply, you will probably want to check and make sure that you don't have the privacy option enabled, which means that I can't send you a message back.

3) If you were interested in Melissa's Harry, A History signing at NYCC, I double-checked, and you will be able buy the book while you're there.

4) I was reading "The Great God Pan" last night, and then I reread Stephen King's story "N.," and he mentions in the afterword/notes that most horror writers (of which I consider myself one, to some extent) end up taking on the theme of the world being "thin" in places, places thin enough to glimpse unspeakable horrors. After a little thought, I realized that this idea doesn't actually appeal to me all that much, and that I tend to think of reality as a very thick place, actually--so thick and gnarled and crannied, like an old house or a hollow tree, that you never quite know what might be lurking in the corners. But I still think of it all as being on the same plane, just full of... nooks.

5) I had a really weird dream this morning that involved people having a party invading spilling into my backyard, and then a frontal assault from a bunch of schoolchildren in the front yard who all had to go to the bathroom and their teacher-nuns (long grey dresses. I don't know) let them into my house (which was suddenly a mansion) without asking me, and I was really, REALLY concerned that they were going to steal all my jewelry. Apparently I have boundary issues at this time.

6) Today's Snack Deathmatch: honey roasted peanuts vs. salted cashews. I'm more of an almond/hazelnut girl myself, but my stepfather is definitely a cashew man.

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I forgot to mention this earlier, but since a few people asked--you actually can get the Movies in Fifteen Minutes book in paperback off Amazon UK for a lot less than the hardback, which seems to mostly be in the hands of the Asshat Resellers now (God bless us, every one). What's £5.99 these days--$8.48? And you can get it used for £2.99 (even from a business perspective, I'm more concerned with people reading the book than whatever slim royalties I might lose from secondhand sales). Whereas the hardback now seems to only sell used from £31 and up. So, in conclusion: if you want to get the book cheap, the paperback has a different cover and a slightly different title, but it's the same thing.

Meanwhile, the Awesomeness Initiative is flagging somewhat, mostly because the cold weather is making me sluggish. One of my favorite things to do when it's cold--and the sheer amount of time I spend doing this is a major failing of mine--is curl up on the couch under a pile of blankets while the dogs argue over who gets to lie on my feet. As a means of jumpstarting my lazy ass, I've started asking myself what Barack Obama would do, and then I realized that's not going to work because he would just tell Rahm Emanuel to take care of it while he did something more presidential, like fix the economy with the power of his mind from his Fortress of Solitude. So then I started asking myself what Michelle Obama would do. Put on her Jimmy Choos and kick some ass, that's what Michelle Obama would do. I think this would look very good printed on a rubber bracelet, in fact.

(This is why I will never be a good role model. What would Cleolinda do? Curl up on her couch and... watch shitty movies on cable. POW!)

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There is so much awesome in this linkspam that it can barely be contained.

( Nora Roberts, undead fetish nurses, flow charts, RUGGED INTENSITY, F. Streetname Whitebread )

ETA: WATCHMEN SETTLEMENT

So... in case you missed it, the previous entry was about a crowd of 3000 fans rioting outside a San Francisco mall over wristbands to a Robert Pattinson event tonight. (Number of fans expected: 200-500.) Well, it would have been tonight, except that the mall canceled it after the police showed up. (I told my mother this story, and her response was an eloquent D:< .) No word on whether blood will be shed in Seattle at the event with the other actors. Of note, then: the Hot Topic Maul Mall Tour schedule, or, Locations to Avoid If You Value Your Life. Dallas (Pattinson) and Denver (Jacob and the bad vamps) (have you heard my new band, Jacob and the Bad Vamps?) will be tomorrow, with Chicago and Phoenix on Wednesday. The events will be running through Friday or Saturday, so, you know, check the list to see if there will be any huge traffic snarls or fangirl riots in your city.

(celticangel76 says she's going to brave the Dallas event, with updates at her journal tomorrow. Please be safe, y'all. Mob mentality is scary.)

Okay, this just in: I do not have print confirmation as of yet, but I'm hearing that San Francisco is still happening? WHAT?


More Twi-spam: ( Kristen Stewart: Yo, you have to protect us from this )

Regular linkspam: ( Tons o' stuff )

So. Mostly productive today; posted True Blood recap #7 late this afternoon--I still have last night's episode to recap as well. (While we're here: An interview with Sam "Werecollie" Trammell [no spoilers as far as I can tell].)

Today's journal flashback: my dentist, Dr. Jones (no relation), likes to sing along with disco songs.

Oh, and something I think I'm going to start using Twitter for--you know those ALERT ALERT ALERT posts I do sometimes? I'm still going to do those for OH MY GOD GO HERE NOW things, but if I see something really awesome (litmus test: do I start shrieking and clapping like a fool?) that isn't quite that urgent, I will probably post the link on Twitter first (example) and then have it in the normal linkspam later in the day. So, you know, if you're into Twitter, something to keep in mind. And even if you're not, you can still check my page on your usual website rounds.

On to the linkspam: ( Alice in Wonderland news! )

Made some more Secret Life of Dolls icons. I'm to the point where I can't really imagine anyone wanting to use them (you're free to, obviously), but I still like making them. They're like tiny little movies! If movies had lots of text and still photographs! Uh. ( Read more... )

You know how many good movie trailers just came out? I'm putting them above the cut, that's how many.

Trailers and clips: 'Revolutionary Road' Trailer Online; New 'Day the Earth Stood Still' Footage Sunday; Witness Meryl Streep's Reign of Terror in 'Doubt' Trailer; Must Watch: Tom Tykwer's 'The International' Trailer With Clive Owen! ('International' Trailer Creates Little 'Interest' [See, Because It's About a Bank]; The 'International' Trailer Uses a Scene From 'Ghost Rider'!); Clint Eastwood's 'Changeling' Trailer With Angelina Jolie; First Look: Gilliam's 'Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus' Featurette; 'Two Lover's trailer; Exclusive Clip: 'Rent: Filmed Live on Broadway'; Get Bloody Musical with the Trailer for 'Repo! The Genetic Opera'; 'Feast 2' Trailer Is A Pretty Little Massacre.

Okay, I didn't say that they were all good.

(Also, nerves_patterns says thanks for your help with her project--it seems to have gone really well.)

More linkspam: ( New James Bond theme, the dangers of hitting Brad Pitt in the face, Rupert Grint loses a bet )