Let Robot Weekend commence with the watching of Short Circuit!
We’ve been meaning to do a Robot Weekend for a long time, but always get stuck on the question of what thematic food would be… Finally, we mostly just gave up on that question and are starting with some chex mix. Continue reading “Re-watching Short Circuit”
I love how totally unfazed everyone on DS9 is by Kira’s constant, simmering rage at everything. She’s effective; she’s reasonable; she’s their friend. They don’t police her tone. I wish so dearly the real world could be a place like that for me.
Diablo 3 seasons pro-tip: if you’re trying to solo the Boss Mode conquest and want to keep track of time without wasting any looking at it, listen to a 20-min music album you know well.
I like to listen to the Once Upon a Time musical episode soundtrack.
I really wonder what I would have thought of the Animorphs books if I’d read them when came out, or better yet, a few years earlier even. Would I have loved them? I was a pretty opinionated, judgmental kid… but I think I might have loved them so much it would have changed me.
Would I have written different books myself if I’d read Animorphs when I was a kid? I think that’s really possible, and it makes me wonder what those books would’ve been. Continue reading “If I’d Encountered Animorphs Earlier…”
“I want to grow a mane,” Sarah stated simply. “A mane of flowers. I know you have magic. Can you help me?”
The lion cub hid among the rushes and narcissus flowers at the edge of the lake and watched her father, King of the Jungle, meet and talk with the shining white unicorn who presided over the deep dark woods adjacent to the lions’ sunny savannah home.
Sarah thought the unicorn’s forest looked more like a jungle than their savannah did, and she wanted to tell the unicorn that… but she’d promised her father to hide quietly during his meeting. He only brought one cub with him at a time to these meetings, and given her plethora of sisters, brothers, half-siblings, and cousins, Sarah’s turn to accompany her father didn’t turn up very often. She wanted to prove she could be a good little cub, so she stayed quiet as a mouse. Continue reading “Sarah Flowermane and the Unicorn”