I just wanna climb Vin Diesel's abs like a tree

[freckles_and_doubt]

Hah! Ursula Vernon shares my guilty fondness for The Chronicles of Riddick. I love that movie, it's so perfectly and excessively ridiculous, and I can never believe that it's actually taking itself seriously. As she says, Evil should always be Art Deco. Also, Goth as all get-out, and mostly undead. In a bizarre coincidence, I ordered a copy last week, together with Pitch Black and the Ang Lee Hulk. Because I'm that fangirly. (And, apparently, fascinated with giant abs).

The eagle-eyed who are also able to interpret LJ's fascinating take on global time zones will be able to detect that I type this at 6.30am, from my campus office. I randomly woke up at 4am this morning with a dose of aargh-my-life-is-buggered, and once my heart-rate had slowed, could not get back to sleep. (Actually, I blame the phase of the moon - I seem to do this sort of thing far more often when it's close to full). Normally I'd make tea, ensconce myself in my study and commune with Teh Internets for a couple of hours, but guess what? No computer. So I'm at work, conscious of the warm, smug, superior glow which comes from being able to email one's superior a chatty reminder with a time-stamp of 6am.

My mother arrives from Abroad tonight. There is rejoicing. Also, as usual she carts with her about half of Amazon UK. Please chalk the relevant pentacles on the soles of your feet posthaste, to assist in my sustained occultic effort to make sure customs doesn't ding her for the import duty.

And, just for the record: todays XKCD? Rude. Also, not true of my field. I've never taken deconstructionists seriously, which possibly explains the toxic wastes of my academic career. Undiluted deconstruction is not literary criticism, it's narcissistic intellectual malingering.

Last Night I Dreamed: I was leading an expedition on board old sailing ships, to access some fabulous buried find on an island somewhere. Breaking through the roof led to a huge underground room stuffed with the treasures and artefacts of some bizarre religion involving giant jewel-decorated statues of interest to the SCA. Strange forces attempted to stop us, but no dice. Later, jo&stv moved into a new house in a shopping centre, in which Naga was operating out of their front room.

Comments

[schedule5.livejournal.com]

There is nothing wrong with a fondness for either Pitch Black, or the Chronicles of Riddick. Mmmmmm. :).

Women want him! Men want to be him!

[bumpycat.livejournal.com]

I too am endlessly impressed by Vin Diesel, Pitch Black and Chronicles of Riddick. You know Vin Diesel is a hardcore DnD player, yes?

Re: Women want him! Men want to be him!

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure "impressed" is the right word, but I am vastly entertained by them, certainly. And, yes, of course I know he plays. Roleplayers always know which celebrities actually belong to them :>.

[mwotn.livejournal.com]

Au sujet de XKCD.... I suppose the much-bemoaned students of yours might be the ones he is talking about?

Give my regards to your mother.

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

Not really, the students about whom I continually whinge are all undergrads. You need to get up a good head of academic steam to be all pretentious about deconstruction, it's a symptom pretty much confined to postgrads. Thank heavens. My job is quite complicated enough without outbreaks of Derrida in my office.

I shall pass on your greetings to my esteemed mother. She's going off this afternoon to watch your erstwhile school's rugby team play somewhere in Stellenbosch. Schoolboys are such globetrotters these days ...

[bronchitikat.livejournal.com]

"The Chronicles of Riddick" was on this weekend. We gave it a miss & visited our daughter instead. Much better, but no Amazon booklist problems!

Enjoy your time with your Mother.