And whisper that if you mention it at all, because who was the undisputed leading lady of said creature features? Why, none other than Mara Corday, Art's unrequited crush. He's not bungled up our picture posting quite as badly since we got him a cheesecake calendar of Mara as a Christmas present, but still - the mere mention of her name can have him fainting in coils.
Oh. Well, there you go. |
A house |
Conrad refuses to take any responsibility for missing the bus. It's all the fault of the BBC, and Nicholas Maduro agrees with me.
Where were we? Oh yes: that insect. Say hello to an excessively ugly spaceship, namely the "Serenity". Art?
An ugly beast indeed |
There is a long and interesting story behind this photo - |
Okay, time to tie the motley to that anchor and see how long it can hold it's breath underwater!
What The Actual Flip!
My mind has done it again. There I was, alighting from the 24 bus, when a word sprang, unbidden, into my brain.
"Quaternion", I pondered. Who is it? What is it? Where are they? Does the mighty sabre-toothed hunting quaternion still haunt the tropical jungles of distant Batavia? Or - can we only reach the stars in a spaceship (preferably not an ugly one) made out of quaternion? Maybe the quaternion bomb will end war, since it has a yield of petatons -
A whole flock of Quaternions! |
I heartily dislike mathematics, because it's difficult. So - where the blue flying flip have I read about quaternions? And WHY did they make a special guest appearance in my head?
Bitten By The Coincidence Hydra - AGAIN!
Dog Buns! What happened when I had a quick peek at the BBC website, just to see if the world was still there? Up comes a sidebar informing us about the top 5 series people wanted to see revived.
And Hey Pesto! What was top of that list?
"Firefly"
With extra added ugly! |
Finally -
I am typing this up at work in the Dark Tower, during my lunch, because I was LAZY and BAD last night and didn't type up anything. Naughty Conrad! Slacker Conrad! No biscuit for you! (even without the diabetes). Thus I doubt today's blog will hit the 1,000+ words mark. Unless - unless I am a bit cheeky and do a bit using Comfort Break time on my phone ... <a wicked gleam comes into your humble scribe's eyes>
Look at 'em, gleaming. |
Hmmm. Well, I've been busy working - O the outrage! - and haven't had time to add much more slander and invective. Maybe tomorrow!
* I apologise for the hysterical use of TWO exclamation marks, but this is serious stuff.
** You can, after all, break the space-time continuum.
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