Listmania (1)

It’s been a while since I did one of those linklist thingies. So long in fact, that I don’t have a clue what number I used last. So I’ve decided to start over with the numbering. At the moment I have some time to kill, let’s go digging through the bookmarks and note-to-self-archives:

I can has artwork?

Like I said yesterday, you’d be among the first to know when the art for my wall arrived. It has:

Laugh-Out-Loud Cats #257

It’s Adam “Ape Lad” Koford‘s “Laugh-Out-Loud Cats #257”. The big guy is Meowlin Q. Kitteh, and the adorable small guy is Pip. And I bet they look great once I framed them. Oh noes, the bad joke, I maked it.

I still get a kick out of the whole LOL-cat phenomenon. And after the card I sent out when I moved to my new apartment, I think this will be a great companion.

More Kitteh and Pip can be found here.

Edit: Anne was kind enough to make an audio version of this post. Download and enjoy! (right click, save as) Because Anne does not want you to hear her sexy voice, too bad.

Some thoughts

In case you wonder, yes, I had a great time on Texel. Very relaxing weekend, all in all.

And since I haven’t done any update on what’s going on, here’s what’s happening: not much. Still no couch or storage solution for my books and CDs. Friday, they’ll finally deliver my new mattress, and then it’s only a matter of waiting for the expansion set for my bed, so it will fit. Also, I’ve still to find some sort of shade to cover the door to the balcony, a frame for at least one of my Tanz der Vampire posters and maybe some more art for on the walls. There is a piece coming in, and you’ll be among the first to know what it is when it arrives.

Reviewing that list, I can only conclude that I’m not much motivated to do anything right now. I still have to finish a website for a friend, and I still got to fix this one too. Also, I could make some effort to convert some LPs that still need some attention. Guess I’m just a natural procrastinator.

Flying Spaghetti Monster be praised, tomorrow is International Talk Like a Pirate Day. We all know that global warming is directly related to the declining number of true pirates, and that they’re better than ninjas, so I’ll be throwin in many a arrrg in the ‘morrow, me hearties. Avast and ahoy and all that.

Taking a break

It has taken me 26 years, 5 months and 25 days to visit all twelve provinces of The Netherlands. Still, I haven’t visited any of the waddeneilanden.

That’s going to change today, as I’m going to Texel this afternoon. I’ll be back on sunday. In the meantime, behave.

First Lines: Christine

Last month, I spend quite a lot of time in bed with Christine. The book, that is. I know, bad joke. Sorry.

One would suspect that Christine is one of King’s more well known works . A quick, non-representative poll (name tree books and/or movies by Stephen King) didn’t support that theory. It, Carrie, The Green Mile, and, inexplicably, Children of the Corn got mentioned most.

Before I get to the book, there’s one thing you should know. I don’t give a damn about cars, or any motorized vehicle for that matter. Whenever a conversation drifts into car-territory, I’ll throw in my Later, when I’m a big boy, I want a Mini, one-liner, and I’ll zone out. I just can’t be bothered. To me, a car is a box with four wheels and a steering wheel. If it works and gets you where you need to go, fine, if it doesn’t, it’s just a crapdamned piece of junk. That.

Having said that, for a book that’s basically about an evilly possessed car, Christine is a pretty damned good read. If you’d ask me, I don’t think this book is about that car at all. It helps the story move along, but to me, it’s mostly about friendship. The first time that thought crossed my mind, was on page 35, when I read the narrator’s definition of friendship:

As he said, we were friends, and that meant keeping the bullshit to a bare minimum.

I like that. If you boil the story down to a what if situation, you’d probably end up with something like What if a boy buys a car that’s after his soul? Well, he’d probably end up losing a lot. So while the book indulges in the possessed car business and killings and all that, I got a healthy dose of what I really like about King’s work: observations of people and their stories.

Book read
Stephen King — Christine
First line
This is the story of a lover’s triangle, I suppose you’d say — Arnie Cunningham, Leigh Cabot, and, of course, Christine.