, wondering who this new number three blog* is, maybe one of the big bloggers has changed names, and ending up here, and saying
And it's funny, but even when it's just an accident, being number three in the world feels like it carries some responsibility, and that I should be, you know, actually
with this blog.
Unfortunately, most of my posts - and all the good ones - come when I am inspired (or more likely, irritated) by something. I can't write good stuff on demand; that's a talent, and not a common one. Also, left to my own devices, I'm a lazy slug. That's why I'm hosting a hundred or so other blogs - no, hang on, this actually makes sense. I have a lot of things to say, but unless something is really pissing me off right now (the editorials in New Scientist are good for this) I'm likely to just let it slide and go and watch some anime instead. But now I have a hundred bloggers doing my writing for me!
Am I sneaky or what? And I don't even pay them! Of course, they don't always do what I had planned, but then neither do I, so it works out pretty well. It used to be that if anyone wondered what my opinion was on something important, I could just point them at U.S.S. Clueless, but that was before Steven retired and became a hermit took up a new career as an anime critic. Now I can only point to him for that, and while there's only one Den Beste, there are other anime critics whose tastes match mine, near enough. (By the way, Steven, if you don't watch Escaflowne you're really missing out. Yes, there's a mecha in it, but it's central to the plot in name only. Err, literally. And the music - by Yoko Kanno - is fantastic. I'm utterly disinterested in the average mecha series, up to and including Evangelion, but Escaflowne had me hooked. Don't bother with the movie, though, it's rubbish.) But now I have the Munuvians to talk for me. (Oh, and I agree with you about manga, mostly. The only ones I've followed are where the anime series was cut short - Oh! My Goddess, Gunsmith Cats, and 3 x 3 Eyes being leading examples.)
So, um, that is all I really have to say right now. I'm going to take a nap, then set up some more blogs for various people. You can amuse yourself while I'm gone by reading some of the fine blogs listed on the right. Or you can hold a party in my comments, that's always good.
1
No comment party is complete without Reddi Wip and a slip-n-slide...I'll give Harv a call, I think we left it there last....
Posted by: Susie at Thursday, December 16 2004 08:14 AM (3nS88)
2
I whole hartedly disagree. I don't know what I'm disagreeing with, but I just disagree.
Posted by: Tom at Thursday, December 16 2004 04:12 PM (D7UYv)
3
Hey pixy, congrats on the ecosystem jump;-)
Nothing like beating Wonkette, that's what I say...especially over the head with a baseball bat. Bygones.
Posted by: Sadie at Thursday, December 16 2004 04:42 PM (6Mg2O)
4
Susie, Susie, Susie. Everyone knows that you use
real whipped cream on the slip-n-slide. Reddi Whip is for use on linoleum floors. Okay, I Can't Believe It's Not Butter will do in a pinch.
Posted by: physics geek at Thursday, December 16 2004 10:08 PM (auFn9)
5
[unrolls Slip-n-slide]
Ew. Still a little sticky from the last comment party.
[looks around the room]
I'll just wash it off with this bottle of wine...
1897?
Geez! This thing's WAY past its expiration date. I'm doing Pixy a FAVOR by dumping this crap out!
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to unload the crate of nitrous-powered dairy products...
Posted by: Harvey at Thursday, December 16 2004 11:52 PM (ubhj8)
6
Ok, got the dairy products covered--
real whipped cream (check!)
Reddi-Wip (check!)
I Can't Belive It's Not Butter (check?)
Ben and Jerry's Cherry Garcia™--oops, that's mine!!!! Not sharing, no way no how....
Posted by: Susie at Friday, December 17 2004 12:18 AM (3nS88)
7
Susie, Susie, Susie you have been to enough comment parties to know better than to forget the Chocolate Sauce.
*Carrying in a case*
There, now we are ready! Point me in the direction of the bar, I could use a good stiff one.
Posted by: Machelle at Friday, December 17 2004 10:15 AM (ZAyoW)
8
I'm bringing the rats! Can't have a party without rats! And who's bringing the guacamole? If the rats don't get any guacamole, things'll get ugly.
Real ugly.
Posted by: Victor at Friday, December 17 2004 10:21 AM (L3qPK)
9
[pops up from behind the coffee table]
Ok, bar's open! Come on in!
[Noticing the height of the coffee table]
Uh...Can someone give me a hand here to get this thing to regulation bar height? I'm sure Pixy won't mind...
Posted by: Ogre at Friday, December 17 2004 10:24 AM (/k+l4)
10
[ adds height to coffee tab..er, bar by means of attaching curious looking plastic things to the legs]
M-16 stocks? um. er, what makes you say that. Look you wanted a taller coffee ta, er bar didn't ya. & hell, it's not like they belonged on a
real rifle.
Now pour me an Ameretto Sour in a tall dirty glass please. This adding height to coffee ta, er bars is thirsty work. & if any soldiers come in here with un-stocked M-16's you don't know nothing. Well point them to this gunshop down the street where they can get actual rifles like Garands, but other than that nothing. Nothing.
& let me be the first to raise my glass to our beloved host Pixy, on the occassion of his getting high...er, I mean getting it up ...no I mean him stepping on the competit... Hell, nice job Pixy, whatever it was that you did.
Now someone play me some Time & bring me a mirror. :)
Posted by: Publicola at Friday, December 17 2004 12:01 PM (SoPfa)
11
:looks at ceiling fan:
I think the swing set goes *here*.
:looks into bathroom:
I think the jello goes into the tub.
:looks into kitchin:
I think that is an industrial blender - good.
:looks at liquor cabinet ...erh shelf ... behind table ...erh bar ...:
Not enough liquor.
:pulls out Harvey's credit card swiped from last comment party:
"Hello, Bob's liquor? Yeah, I need to make an order - a laaaarge order."
Posted by: _Jon at Friday, December 17 2004 01:25 PM (ZM3Qb)
12
You know, we should just call the firemen and policemen right now. It would save us time and remember how much they liked it last time?
And besides, what is a party without firemen?!
Posted by: Machelle at Friday, December 17 2004 01:50 PM (ZAyoW)
13
Susie still doesn't look convinced by my faux dairy suggestion for the kitchen floor. However, I neglected to mention that it also works great as a
lubricant protectant for a leather swing. And lookee here, there's already one hooked up, and it's going around... and around... and around... ugh, I'm getting dizzy and I haven't had anything to drink yet. Hey Jon, did that order arrive yet?
Posted by: physics geek at Friday, December 17 2004 04:11 PM (Xvrs7)
14
I hope Jon remembered beer, and none of that sissy Fosters stuff either! I want something that'll put hair on Harv's chest...
Oooooh! Handcuffs!! Shiny!!!
Posted by: Susie at Friday, December 17 2004 06:00 PM (3nS88)
15
{sneaks in}
{leaves some Travicello wine, fudge, strawberries and grapes}
{sneaks out}
Posted by: vw bug at Friday, December 17 2004 06:47 PM (JhG7E)
16
**** stumbles into the room *****
Harvey said this was a party... where's the bar? I've had a LONG week of dealing with airline people and I need a REALLY strong drink! Where's the Bartender???
**** calling loudly ****
MADFISH WHERE ARE YOU?????
Posted by: Teresa at Friday, December 17 2004 09:38 PM (nAfYo)
17
*CRASH*
(Rear end of large tanker truck crashes through the wall behind the makeshift bar)
Excellent. Now, can someone tap this thing for us? I knew someone would come through with the beer-filled tanker truck driven by firemen, escorted by the police riding llamas.
Posted by: Ogre at Saturday, December 18 2004 08:25 AM (/k+l4)
18
Hey Ogre tap that damn thing would you, I could use a beer or six.
*drumming fingers on bar*
Posted by: Machelle at Saturday, December 18 2004 01:49 PM (ZAyoW)
19
Don't let the llamas have any beer - you never know WHAT they'll do if they get hold of alcohol!!! Now, I want something stronger than beer... what's back there???
Posted by: Teresa at Saturday, December 18 2004 09:59 PM (nAfYo)
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