Sunday, July 31, 2011

Wait...Does This Mean...?

Just finished watching an old (1951) mystery movie on Netflix - typical innocent man framed for crime, on the run, etc. Only two people will help him, and older man and a (loose) woman. 

I like these sorts of old movies, so it was fun. And then at the end, when the crime is solved and his innocence proven and we're ready for the big Happily Ever After...

HE GIVES THE WOMAN A WRISTWATCH AND GOES OFF WITH THE OLDER MAN.

And I'm like: Wait... Wait.... Did that just happen? The woman got a practical gift ... and he's going off to live on the isolated desert ranch with the older man? What year... 1951?! I didn't know you were allowed to end a movie like that in 1951.

I'm still amused.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Litter Shark Alert

I bought an automatic-cleaning litter box the other day. The cats loved it.

Then one of them happened to catch sight of it doing its auto-clean. He has refused to use it since.

I closed him in the bathroom (where the litter box is) with me to show him it was harmless....

Cat:  “I saw it move. I saw that thing rise up and open it’s maw like a shark.”

Me:  “Okay, no more you watching tv with me. It’s giving you wrong ideas. There are no litter sharks.”

Cat:  “I know what I saw.”

Me: (picks up litter scoop, runs it across pan)  “Look. See? Nothing happens.”

Cat:  “Just wait. It won’t STAY dormant if you keep POKING IT WITH A STICK.”

Me:  “Honestly. It’s on a timer. It will never touch you.”

Cat:  “See how my nose is pressed to the crack between the door and jamb? That means I want OUT.”

Me:  “But it’s perfectly safe.”

Cat:  “Yeah, right. You’re gonna need a bigger boat.”

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Skylarking Uteri

This snippet is from a late Victorian medical book written by a (male) doctor.

I just love the line:

"... I am afraid the poor little uterus would be constantly skylarking from one part of the pelvis to the other."

My first thought upon reading this was that Aristotle's theory of hysteria certainly took a looonng time to die. (This was the theory that a roaming uterus was what caused women to become over-emotional (hysterical). Thus by definition only women could be hysterical. Men had no uteri to make them behave so emotionally.)

My second thought was, no wonder so many women died in childbirth, if that was the state of their gynecological knowledge.

Although, it would make for a great call-in-sick excuse:
"I'm sorry, I can't come in to work today. My uterus has gone skylarking."

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Fallout New Vegas Fan Art

Okay, so y'all know I'm a big Fallout New Vegas fangirl, right?
For the uninitiated, it's this game here:















I write derpy little fanfictions about it. (And by fanfic I mean fluff and pr0n.)

Ahem.  Moving on....

Some absolutely fantastically talented artists have honored my non-canonical little 'verse and the pair I ship with some radically awesome pieces of art.

You cannot imagine how touched and humbled I felt when I first saw these. Most of them are on dA here. But as a few aren't, I thought I'd post them here so everyone could see them and pet them and bask in the light from their general awesomeness.

First let's get you acquainted with the pair I ship. The above masterpiece is by GOBEUR
This next one is by GOBEUR as well.
Vulpes doesn't actually have a tail, of course. But isn't it adorable? :)
These next ones are on deviantArt:




Aren't they wonderful?  If you're on dA, you should watch these folks. They are total awesomesauce with a side of brilliance.