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Thursday, 13 March 2014

It Was A Dark And Stormy Night -






It Might Well Have Been - 
     But since Conrad was fast asleep, he doesn't really care.  
     Besides, the afternoon turned out really nice again.
Not gloating.  MUCH!
     Day 2 of Aimless Holiday began well with a lie-in, followed by shower then a pot of tea, peanut butter on toast, and reading reading reading.  I still haven't begun reading "Against The Day", as it's a bit of a monster - 1083 pages.  A quick Wiki reveals more than 200 characters - I may have to create a log to keep track of who is who and where and what.
Typical plot structure for a Pynchon novel
"Starred Up"
     Another welcome inspiration from that muse of moving objects, the bus poster.  This one is a film, obviously from the format.  Whilst driving Darling Daughter back from collection of her sketchbook, I called her attention to the poster and the tagline "We're  all different on the inside"
No!  Nothing to do with NASA!
     But of course we're all different on the inside!  This is why organ-donation is such a tricky business -
     "Ah, probably a film about prison,' declared Sally.  "That would explain the "inside".  Plus, there looks to be a pattern of bars over the picture."
     Recourse to IMDB proved that, yes, this is a film set in prison.  100 Brownie points to daughter!

"Forbidden Planet"
     Ah, one of my favourite fillums ever.  If you don't agree that it's a splendid film then you're dead to me.
     Presuming that you are still alive to me, let us continue.  First, since you need a little visual enhancment, a picture:
This scene never happens
These scenes do happen - except that the uniforms should be grey
     The story is basically boy meets girl, girl falls for boy, the planet blows up - just your average interstellar romance.  
     Being slightly more serious, Captain Adams turns up on the planet Altair IV, to discover only 2 survivors of a 20 person scientific expedition that landed there in the "Bellerophon" 18 years previously.  Professor Morbius is one, his daughter Altaira the other.
     Morbius is a philologist, a scientist who studies languages. Now, would you - in your position as person-in-charge of the Bellerophon expedition - include a language specialist in your exploratory team?  Geologists, ecologists, botanists, biologists even astronomers, fine, yes, people of obvious utility - but someone who specialises in languages?  When there is no sign of an alien culture on the surface of Altair IV that might have left any written records behind?
     You can't posit that the expedition knew about the Krell's great machine before arriving on Altair IV and so ensured they had along someone able to potentially understand alien languages - I repeat, there is no visible sign of any alien culture on the planet's surface.
     Hah!  Got you there!
Impossible!  Altair IV is now a cloud of vapour!

BOOJUM! - Rehabilitating The Un-rehabilitationable*
     As you now, gentle reader, the blog's current focus is on the walrus.  Having people feel affection for the walrus is - well, frankly, it's a hard sell.  Still, there are like-minded people out there who help carry the flag.  Case in point:
No, I don't know why.  Go to "The Stuff In The Margin" blog for more pictures.
     Okay, yes, it's an anthropomorphic walrus done up as Wonder Woman - eight words I would never have expected to write before today - but hey!  It's a positive image!

Today's Edna Moment
     Today's obligatory puppy photograph.  This was taken when Darling Daughter and self were prevailed upon to walk the dog-in-development, the weather being so exceptionally nice**.
Only still because of the dog-treat on offer
     Down one side of the street she would criss-cross, go back, run around behind and generally experience everything going.  On the other side she walked straight as an arrow with no darting off.  Clearly this means she has a sinister master plan!

Finally
     Because I can:
No!  Not the world's largest sardine!
     That's the giant oarfish, normally a denizen of the very deep sea.  Can you see how some "Sea serpent" stories might have begun?
     BOOJUM! - helping educate Hom. Sap. since June 2013


*  If this wasn't a word before, then it most certainly is now.
**  Oooh, do I come across as, well, a bit GLOATING!?






     

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