Amazing what 18 hours of uninterrupted electricity will do for the state of mind. I feel much less doom-laden now. Possibly it was all just internet withdrawal.
I have to retract a portion of the hiccups post, courtesy of Mich, who has been sending me links to in-depth Keanu interviews (which is rather tending to make me suspect her motives. Mich is clearly a pervy Keanu-fancier, which I suppose I am too, in a languid, dilettente, intermittent sort of way). Keanu apparently reads Bataille and Baudrillard for fun. If he reads Bataille and Baudrillard for fun, he is clearly not meat between the ears, so, apologies, Keanu. In fact, I should have said "mahogany", anyway. I suspect he's just inarticulate to the point of being autistic, which is kinda odd for an actor, but hey. Anyway, really interesting article here, doing a fairly academic reading of Keanu as popular icon. I find myself agreeing, to the point that I've always rather enjoyed the casting of Keanu as Don John in Much Ado: the character is the ultimately anti-articulate antithesis to the verbal wit of Beatrice and Benedick, and is hence the inevitable bad guy. Inspired casting, actually. Sullen, tongue-tied physicality. Perfect.
Worthless Word For The Day currently seems to have a bit of a thing about Neal Stephenson. (They're a more interesting version of A Word A Day, their words are far more off-the-wall, often the kind of thing used only by pretentious postmoderns, of whom I darkly suspect Neal Stephenson is one in a catchy post-cyberpunk disguise.
herne_kzn, man who once gave me a Dictionary of Curious and Interesting Words, you need to subscribe). Today's word: hederated, or crowned with ivy. (Like a cut-price, or possibly more bacchanalian, form of laurelling). "If a campus was a green quadrilateral described by hulking, hederated Gothics, then this was a campus." (Diamond Age.) Friday's word: catachthonic, or subterranean. "The park was riddled with catachthonic Feed lines, and anything could be grown there on short notice." (Also Diamond Age.) Lovely word, obviously not unrelated to "chthonic". I want to play Call of Cthulhu again. Woe. I must also re-read Diamond Age, since I haven't blown my mind for way too long, and Quicksilver is still intimidating me.
Today is jo's birthday, as in jo of jo&stv, the Dynamic Duo. Happy birthday, jo! I made you carrot cake. I'm not even sure if you like carrot cake, but I happened to have carrots.
I have to retract a portion of the hiccups post, courtesy of Mich, who has been sending me links to in-depth Keanu interviews (which is rather tending to make me suspect her motives. Mich is clearly a pervy Keanu-fancier, which I suppose I am too, in a languid, dilettente, intermittent sort of way). Keanu apparently reads Bataille and Baudrillard for fun. If he reads Bataille and Baudrillard for fun, he is clearly not meat between the ears, so, apologies, Keanu. In fact, I should have said "mahogany", anyway. I suspect he's just inarticulate to the point of being autistic, which is kinda odd for an actor, but hey. Anyway, really interesting article here, doing a fairly academic reading of Keanu as popular icon. I find myself agreeing, to the point that I've always rather enjoyed the casting of Keanu as Don John in Much Ado: the character is the ultimately anti-articulate antithesis to the verbal wit of Beatrice and Benedick, and is hence the inevitable bad guy. Inspired casting, actually. Sullen, tongue-tied physicality. Perfect.
Worthless Word For The Day currently seems to have a bit of a thing about Neal Stephenson. (They're a more interesting version of A Word A Day, their words are far more off-the-wall, often the kind of thing used only by pretentious postmoderns, of whom I darkly suspect Neal Stephenson is one in a catchy post-cyberpunk disguise.
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Today is jo's birthday, as in jo of jo&stv, the Dynamic Duo. Happy birthday, jo! I made you carrot cake. I'm not even sure if you like carrot cake, but I happened to have carrots.