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Dr. Holly (computer drawing)

December 13, 2009

This is a wonkier version of something I drew out while making some paper ornaments to put on the tree. I couldn’t help it, I had to try drawing holly, of course, I didn’t have a picture in front of me so I just randomly put this line here and that line there…… and then I felt it needed something more. And so Dr. Holly was born. Seeing as I don’t have a graphics tablet yet (I still feel I shall get one), I had to use the mouse to draw it. How very awkward. Anyway, I hope you all got a laugh out of this. :)

- LCD

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Feel Good Inc. – The Gorillaz

December 13, 2009

Here is the music video (and don’t just watch the video, there IS text bellow it).

Okay, the video by itself is interesting enough, but listen and read the lyrics, and then read the Wikipedia article on it. It makes me even more interested in the song.

- LCD

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Why the chicken crossed the road

December 13, 2009

If you’ve seen Talladega Nights, then you’ll have heard Ricky Bobby (or “Ricky Booby”) saying that “El Diablo” means fighting chicken. These days it means “the devil” (it’s Spanish). But in the days of humans who never bothered to watch what animals were doing (the only good thing about that is that they didn’t hunt them either), El Diablo did mean fighting chicken. It just so happens that there was one fighting chicken who insisted he was the bravest anywhere. And maybe he was. For, being a big fool as well, when he saw a lion sleeping on the opposite side of a road, he decided to cross it to challenge the lion to a wrestling match. I think you now get just how foolish our feathery friend was. But let’s not side track. He had forgotten to eat peppermint that morning to keep his breath fresh. And this brought him a lot of bad luck. First a car almost hit him, then an empty pop can whacked him upside the head (luckily he had a thick skull so he only lost a couple of feathers). When he finally staggered to the other side of the road, he was afraid of loud noises. Which is very interesting, seeing as he made very loud noises too (usually when he was getting his tail kicked by granny-chicken, who was also a fighter, and enjoyed booting the rear ends of unsuspecting fowls). The lion took one look at him, then roared with laughter. The chicken scuttled back across the road as fast as he could and went straight back home to hide from this terrifying golden creature. The fear spread like a virus and soon all chickens were afraid of loud noises. Humans actually took notice of this and started calling each other a chicken when they were afraid to do something, or yelped when someone yelled in their ear. So you see, chickens gave us a few things: the importance of fresh breath, why you look both ways before crossing the road, use a crosswalk, and don’t be so incredibly foolish that you would go challenge a lion. The end. What’s there to discuss? It’s so obvious.

And so so ridiculous it just might be true. I think I’m going to make that the end of all these so ridiculous they might be true stories. If you’ve got one of those things like “why did the chicken cross the road”, “why did the dinosaurs become extinct”, or “what’s in a bear’s stomach that makes it growl so loud”, just throw them my way and I might or might not give you an answer. Just kidding, I will, but it might take me awhile to finish all the proper research and give you your answer.

- LCD

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Why the dinosaurs ended

December 12, 2009

The dinosaurs had a council you see, and they were there to discuss a new creature, and a new vegetable. Ideas for them at any rate. Anyway, the dinosaurs wanted to have the vegetable before the animal. Oh, before we continue, the vegetable is a carrot, and the animal is a bunny rabbit (we’re just saying that to make it cuter). Anyway, the dinosaurs wanted the vegetable first. Bunnies are hard to catch because they’re tiny and fast, vegetables stay put and let you eat them. The gods (in actuality, the forces of nature/the universe, but this is to make it easier) got angry. “Bunny rabbits!” They wanted the cute stuff first (understandably, seeing as one of the females threw a tantrum when they suggested giving the idea of the hippo to go against the carrot), the vegetables could come later. The dinosaurs avoided P.E. class you see, unless they were supposed to do hunting practice. Anyway, the dinosaurs refused to back down, so the gods sent a meteor to teach them a lesson. Unfortunately, they did not check the meteor before they purchased it from the Spacial Convenience Store (Selling everything a god needs!), so it was too big, and too fiery, and destroyed all the dinosaurs. The end. What’s there to discuss? It’s so obvious.

And so so ridiculous it just might be true. XD

- LCD

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Alpha Centauri

December 11, 2009

Alpha Centauri, by Robert Siegel. A good book, and also the only one that I have decided to review (so far) that I have not found a decent image of! Well….. let’s rephrase that, I found two, but they were extraordinarily tiny, and would not be fit to be put on this blog. It would be ridiculous, one puny image of a book cover for one review, and (by comparison) gigantic pictures of other book covers for the other reviews? I am not doing that I can assure you. But I have just realized I am not going to get to the review this way if I keep on rambling on about the various sizes of images, so let’s change that to rambling on about the book shall we?

Okay first of all, there is a girl in here called Becky. Becky is a bookworm (kind of like me), and she has gone with her father to England. They reach Canters, the farm her father’s friend Charlie owns, and Charlie apologizes for not waiting at the gate for them, he was feeding the animals. Charlie has one old white horse (Rebecca) who’s father was a cavalry horse, and he has two cows, a calf and it’s mother (how sweet!), two dogs (Riff and Raff), and two ponies, but the ponies are currently somewhere else helping children learn how to ride. Anyway, Becky is going to bed when Rebecca wakes her up and manages to get Becky to climb onto her back to ride (what Becky said was “I do believe you want me to ride you”). This ride starts out nicely enough (as nicely as it could go on the bony back of an old horse) as they go around inside the fence, then Rebecca picks up speed.

The next thing Becky knows is that she’s rocketing towards the Queen’s forest on (seemingly) the back of a runaway horse. Past the trees they go, until they encounter fog and hear screams and other noises that served to make Becky shiver. And guess what? Becky almost got shot! What by? A centaur! Luckily, another centaur had the brains to realize that Becky wasn’t one of “the Rock Movers” (as a group of humans in Britain were called by the First Ones and Centaurs). The one who almost shot her was Flimnos, the one who saved her life was Lala. But that currently has nothing to do with the review, so let’s go back to where we were shall we? Becky and Rebecca are “taken prisoner” (you might say) by the centaurs, and are led to Silver Garth, one of the three centaur villages. Of course, there used to be more but the Rock Movers largely destroyed most of them, and their ancestors, Kalendos (a first one) and the Thing That Is Not are responsible for driving them into Britain over a neck of land that is disappearing under the waves, farther and farther over the years. Now that imagery is all very nice I’m sure but you are probably complaining you want the juicy facts (if you aren’t, then what kind of bookworm are you?! Please know that I am joking)! So let’s give you some juicy facts to stew in the pot of your head shall we? Sure we shall, so let’s go back to Silver Garth.

Becky finds that the Rock Movers might or might not be some of her ancestors, and gradually forms a bond with the centaurs. And Rebecca is almost spoiled rotten. But she’s an old horse and entitled to a little bit of pampering I guess. Becky also finds that the First Ones might have foretold her coming, through what they call The Eye of the Fog, which has led them through many different times to safety. Unfortunately though, the future doesn’t hold any safe haven anymore, seeing as they’d probably be hunted and shot (which I think of as a crying shame). So a messenger is sent to the First Ones to tell them about Becky’s arrival. Meanwhile, Becky gets to participate in their feasts and games (the games are a little awkward seeing as she isn’t a centaur, she has to mount Rebecca for them) and learn a lot more about them. And she becomes firm friends with Lala. But there is more in store for them! When the messenger returns, Becky finds she must go to the first ones alone. Cavallos (Lala’s uncle) protests and asks that some centaurs go with her for protection seeing as the Rock Movers have been more active lately. He proposed that they go with her most of the way and she could go alone on the last day.

This of course led to disaster. On their way they stopped and chased a stag (hunting, to make up for missing it back home at Silver Garth), Cavallos, Becky, and Rebecca got ahead of the others, and were caught by Rock Movers. Even though the experience wasn’t fun and Cavallos got beaten often and had to carry one log over his shoulders (his hands were tied to it) and had to drag the other (attached to one of his legs) they met a friend, a big man named Tull, who was rather simple minded. Tull liked them both a lot, and when they escaped, only to accidentally circle back and be caught again, Tull, even though he was blamed and beat up (because his comrades suspected he’d let Cavallos and Becky free), he was happy when they were caught again, saying he wanted to show them his home, and if they had gone “Tull would be sad”. And so they came to Longdreth, where Cavallos was often tortured so the Rock Movers could try and find Silver Garth, Applehame, and Rootholme (I think that was how it was spelled) and Becky was a serving girl. Luckily, we stay with Becky, the way we do for all of the story. I really don’t like to think what the Rock Movers did with Cavallos thanks to Targ, Prince Rhadas’s uncle. Prince Rhadas himself loves half-humans, and would love to get a chance to talk with them. So far, he had only talked with an old faun before it died in Targ’s dungeons. Targ is a maniac, and kills (or sends to the mines) anyone he suspects is out to kill him (he immediately classifies them “enemy”). Later though (with the prince and the serving girl Neetha’s help) they escape, they almost get caught, but it’s only Tull, and he helps them escape too. They rescue a faun on their way back to Silver Garth. But what now? What must Becky do now? Senecos takes her to this old centaur outside their village, a seer, and the seer tells her to go to the First Ones (alone this time, except for Rebecca), and that she mustn’t go into the village for a day, she must think over what he told her (he shared a vision with her). Has time run out for the centaurs this time, and will Becky make it to the First Ones in time? She only has a few days after all.

Of course, you must read this book yourself. On the back someone said that “Siegel is a bard”, and I agree. But then again, I think any person able to make a great story is a bard. Until my next review,

- LCD

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Deck the halls

December 11, 2009

With boughs of folly……. oh no wait, that’s not how it goes. Oh well, no offense intended dear readers. Happy Holidays to you all! The holidays come with lots of shopping (I should know seeing as I walked through lots of cold recently, and I was still cold even though I wore a muscle shirt, shorts, and thongs! I do hope you know I’m kidding) and this time…….. um…. oh yes, and at this time there are also more opportunities to go the the library (the wonderful place) and browse. B-R-O-W-S-E. Wonderful word isn’t it? Here’s the definition:

browse [brouz], browsed, brows⋅ing, noun
–verb (used with object) 1. to eat, nibble at, or feed on (leaves, tender shoots, or other soft vegetation).
2. to graze; pasture on.
3. to look through or glance at casually: He’s browsing the shelves for something to read.

–verb (used without object) 4. to feed on or nibble at foliage, lichen, berries, etc.
5. to graze.
6. to glance at random through a book, magazine, etc.
7. to look leisurely at goods displayed for sale, as in a store.

–noun 8. tender shoots or twigs of shrubs and trees as food for cattle, deer, etc.
9. an act or instance of browsing.

Of course, some of the things are TOTALLY unrelated but do we care? No we certainly do not! Why do we not care? Because an octopus is holding our iPod for ransom, that’s why! And here’s the list of books I borrowed from the library!

How to speak Dragonese by Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III (translated from the Old Norse by Cressida Cowell)

The day of the djinn warriors by P.B. Kerr

The lost barkscrolls by Paul Stewart  & Chris Riddell

Captain Hook: The adventures of a notorious youth by J.V. Hart (Illustrated by Brett Helquist)

The prophecy by Hilari Bell

Obernewtyn by Isobelle Carmody

Alex and the Ironic Gentleman by Adrienne Kress

They all look awesome and they are going to be read! Oh, and of course, I’m finishing Alpha Centauri by Robert Siegel, unfortunately though, I cannot seem to find an image of the cover anywhere. It’s sad isn’t it? The cover version I’m looking for is colourful, has Cavallos on it (I think), Becky, and a faun. Veeeeeeerry pretty. Anyway, that’s all for this post.

Oh yes, and the octopus hid the iPod in the garden shed if you’re wondering. He bribed the dog into guarding, it I’ll lend you this bone for distraction.

- LCD

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Flamenco picture

December 8, 2009

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted something random (or just for the sake of posting), so I decided to fix that fact! Here is a picture I found on Google images of a Flamenco dancer. :) I used to take lessons, and unfortunately, I’ve forgotten most of the stuff. D: But enough chit chat or whatever (I wonder if “chiat” is a word?), let’s have the picture! (We just want the picture, we just want the picture!)

IT’S AWESOME!

- LCD

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Hamish X website

December 4, 2009

A few posts ago (in the not-so-distant past) I told you about Hamish X and the Hollow Mountain (huzzah!), but, silly me, I forgot to include a link to the Hamish X website, where there is a song about “Cheesebeard the Pirate King” on the main page if you don’t turn the sound off. Here is the link. I hope you enjoy the song, and the links, though for some reason, I cannot seem to access anything on the Tune page….. (maybe the ODA are trying to sabotage the website?) In any case, let us hope that this post of mine does not fall under the surveillance of Mr. Candy and Mr. Sweet, because who knows what they’d do if they got their artificial hands on the author?

And now to roll the cred(s)

Hamish X (as you undoubetedly know) does not belong to me,

- LCD

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Doomwyte

December 3, 2009

Doomwyte, by Brian Jacques was a book I’d been waiting for for awhile. And (lucky me!) I found it at the library, just sitting on the shelf! So of course I borrowed it (what else could I have done?) and it proved to be a spectacular read, just like all other Redwall books. This one reveals more about Gonff, Prince of Mousethieves, and we also learn more history about Redwall Abbey (as we always do). But in this one, Gonff stole four jewels from the Doomyte statue, two emeralds from the serpent, two rubies from the raven, they represented eyes. Anyway, after awhile they’re set out on a quest to find the four jewels, and meanwhile, the Doomwytes leader is trying to get the jewels as well. As usual, we meet many lovable characters (from Alucro the owl to Brisky the mouse, a descendant of Gonff) and some not-so-lovable ones (I never knew there could be a mean Log a Log, or some old hedgehog who was intent on killing another creature!)
But their adventures aren’t dull (never!), the painted ones are back again, there’s another door discovered in the cellar, and a mysterious black figure seems to watch over all the comings and goings of serpents and birds from the Doomwyte’s hideout! What could be more exciting? I’ll tell you what, if you’ve read “Redwall”, the name Asmodeus might be familiar, one of his descendants is in Doomwyte, and he goes by the name of Balliss or something like that. And to cap that, even though he’s blind, he’s still as deadly as Asmodeus could have been. But fear not! Not all of Gonff’s descendants dwell at Redwall, and not all of them are so well mannered as Bisky and his “Grandunk” Samolus Fixa (who can fix almost anything). It’s a winding tale, but an enjoyable one. It’s been ages since I’ve read a Redwall book that I did not know the ending of, and I am looking forward to the next one, which I think is called The Sable Quean.

Note: If you are a lover of snakes (or hedgehogs) and do not like to think of injured snakes (or hedgehogs) please don’t read this book, because at one point, Balliss nose-butts Corksnout the cellar keeper, and drives the poor hedgehog’s spines into his bottom (leaving a bare patch), but some are also driven into Balliss’s face, and they pained him greatly for the rest of the book until he died. I won’t tell you how, it would ruin the ending.

- LCD

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More excuses

December 3, 2009

Wow…. I haven’t posted anything here in a LONG time.

For about 4 months.

I have gone to a new school, thus I have had increasingly less time to engage in hobbies and extracurricular activities of sorts.

This is apologizing to all of you that actually care.

Sincerely,

KenKaniff

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Also, The Game.