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I've just recieved a puzzling e-mail, (and by just, I mean I've only just now fished it out of my junk mail, where it has been languishing a couple of days), claiming to be from Her Majesty the Queen. Anyone want to fess up who sent it? I haven't replied, in spite of the grandly amusing mail.com address of e_rex@monarchy, at the risk it is very clever spam, rather than a friend having a bit of a laugh.

FROM: Elizabeth Windsor
SUBJECT: Not an unwanted missive, we hope.

"Dearest Jhayne,

We just wanted to take a moment to say that we have been much entranced with your joie de vive. Pray continue to seize life in your teeth and shake if for all that it is worth.

Much delight,

Elizabeth the Second, by the Grace of God, of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and of Her other Realms and Territories Queen, Scourge of the Seas, Defender of the Fates, so mote it be!"
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Miss Cellania found a Washington Post feature called Merge-Matic Books, where two-best-sellers are mixed into one. Here's some examples, click the link to see them all:
"Machiavelli's The Little Prince" - Antoine de Saint-Exupery's classic children's tale as presented by Machiavelli. The whimsy of human nature is embodied in many delightful and intriguing characters, all of whom are executed.

"Lorna Dune" - An English farmer, Paul Atreides, falls for the daughter of a notorious rival clan, the Harkonnens, and pursues a career as a giant worm jockey in order to impress her.

"Fahrenheit 451 of the Vanities" - An '80s yuppie is denied books. He does not object, or even notice.

"Planet of the Grapes of Wrath" - Astronaut lands on mysterious planet, only to discover that it is his very own home planet of Earth, which has been taken over by the Joads, a race of dirt-poor corn farmers who miraculously developed rudimentary technology and evolved the ability to speak after exposure to nuclear radiation.
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The always brilliant [livejournal.com profile] tikiking has started a new arty comic blog called [livejournal.com profile] my_ugly_truth:




It's really quite entertaining. As an aside, his stunningly adorable daughter has the same birthday as the my friend Larry does.

For those not in the know, Larry's the brain behind Sinister Bedfellows:




Go give them both a one day belated happy birthday.
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A group of Social Elite out for a rousing spot of entertainment at The Banshee, Cedar Estates, Smegma-Upon-The-Rise, England

(L, Red) Sir Geoffrey Dupont-Beevers, OBE: A part-time druid and ex-Dundee callboy, Sir Dupont-Beevers received his OBE from Her Majesty in 1995 after successfully buggering a sasquatch. Now has plans to go in search of the Loch Ness monster with a specially outfitted rowboat. Much loved by the Welsh People.

(L, in Gray) Amorus Pye: American born and bred; educated at Eton, expelled for an unfortunate misunderstanding about the concept of 'fagging.' Now runs a highly successful chain of bordellos in Prague. Goes through fifteen polo ponies a month as a result of his rampant taste for virgin horseflesh. Thankfully Single.

(L, Back, Hiding) Adm. Gregory Japiro (retd): Achieved high honours in Her Majesty's Navy of Sodomy; has retired from public service due to painful canker sores and burn marks on scrotum. Now spends his days hiding in bathing houses at Bexhill-Upon-Sea and groping eighty year old pensioners in striped bathing suits.

(Center, blonde hair, holding Mallet) Lord Ffredricton Ghastly-Finch: The only person in this group who is listed in DeBrett's Peerage, Lord Ghastly-Finch is the current owner of the Banshee, Cedar Estates, and is the only person in the history of the United Kingdom to be expelled from a seating of the House of Lords for performing Unseemly Acts while the House was in session. Currently married to Lady Ghastly-Finch (nee Twatillary), Lord Ghastly-Finch has also been linked romantically with everybody else in the picture.

Lord Ghastly-Finch is seen here with his famous mallet, Gooley-Swatter. Normally kept under glass in Bath, the mallet is not in fact used for playing croquet, but rather is designed for Impacting against the Butler's Testicles.

(Center, back, hiding, wearing spectacles) Lord Ghastly-Finch's manservant, Armadillo. Amongst the many, various and depraved services that he performs for his lordship, Armadillo is charged with breaking up the pustules on his lordship's buttocks with a small hammer every evening after dinner.

(right, black hat) Lady Ghastly-Finch: prior to marriage to his Lordship, Lady Ghastly-Finch was primarily known for eating an Australian opera singer. When interviewed by the press, she said that she found him fatty and unpleasant, and that in any case she didn't think that she could finish a full one again. Her current project is said to involve hunting down, killing, and then smoking, Mick Jagger.

(right, red hair, fan): Ms. Serpentia Hackorypunk: in close competition with J. K. Rowling as Britain's best-selling author after her debut novel, "Buttocks In Flames", won ninety-five literary awards, sold over 5.9 million copies, and was heralded by The Guardian as "... a sick, degraded, wretched horror of a novel, and besides which, most of the things the people do in this book are impossible anyway."

Likes ponies. Really likes ponies. Recently broke up with Seamus O'Seamus, her lover of five years and the man voted as Ireland's least eligible bachelor, after he complained to the press that she had broken his anal sphincter into at least three pieces.

(far right, dreadlocks): Clarisse (nee Claude) Dubois, Britain's best loved transsexual singer. Following a successful gender reassignment surgery, Clarisse launched a multi-platinum record career after achieving media fame for ripping out Victoria Beckham's uterus and forcing her to eat her now disused genitals at a nightclub in Soho. In this picture, Ms. Dubois is wearing a pair of stockings dating back to at least 1440, and reportedly ejaculated into by a pubescent Charles II during the reign of James I. Reportedly dating Boy George.

(bottom) Sir Tyler Reginald-Mountsworthy: tonight's entertainment. But he doesn't know it yet.

-- excerpt from "Who's Who in Amoral Perversion", 2005 Edition

copyright Nicholas [livejournal.com profile] mad_and_crazy
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What we look like

Pictures of Meghan's Sunday Croquet may be found here and here.


l - r: Angus, Andrew, Tim, Chris, Meghan, Tyler,
myself, and Amanda.

also this picture is far more honest.
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A spoof video of the song (Is This The Way To) Amarillo, performed by British soldiers in Iraq, has crashed Ministry of Defence computers.

Here's a link to the video and here's a link for direct download.


from Pat through Chris.
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The Flickr Hot Tags yesterday were all related to England. The list ran something like "londonbomb, londonbombblasts, explosions, london, blasts" etcetera.

Today they are, in order, sextaposer, sexta, sflickr, furryfriday, swoon, and then londonbombings.

Obviously, there is something inferred here of which I am unawares but unwilling to click on to find out. You do it. It might be innocent.

As an apology, here's an android portrait of Phillip K. Dick.

Also, a picture of a young girl petting a trouser ferret.
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Just in time to go with that previous post on Zombies, Vancouver is about to join the fun!

Get out the oatmeal and liquid latex, 'cause the day of reckoning is nigh!

That's right! Zombiewalk Vancouver 2005! . . .!

Tentatively Saturday August 27, 3pm
Starting from "somewhere horribly frightening" a horde of living dead will stumble en masse towards Mountain View Cemetery on Fraser St.

The zombie walk will end with a picnic in the graveyard - bring your friends and family and eat them in the park!

There is possibility of a post-apocalypse zombie-jamboree hoe-down to follow.
If you have the inclination to do so, please let me know of your zombie wants, needs, desires and offerings - contributions of ideas, zombie related music/films/performance (preferably from the brains of participating zombies), food (scavenged, hunted, incubated or otherwise), your presence (zombies are only really effective when gathered in
large groups. everyone knows that), general good will, etc.

Pass this on to anyone else you know who might be interested.

More engaging imagery + useful information to follow.

aarrgh,
heather

further reading:
http://www.weeklyworldnews.com/features/politics/61270
http://www.weeklyworldnews.com/features/politics/58975

As well, the Media-splat night has been planned. Friday, July 22nd, 8:30 pm. Bring a short bit of visual media, something you really like, may it be a commercial or a music video of a scene from a film. Whatever. Drop me a line for directions.
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lurching down the mountain
Originally uploaded by Pumpkin Patch.
"Right, so there are a colony of nerdy D&D-playing medievalists who gather in Mount Royal Park every Sunday to run around screaming and slapping each with swords made of duct-taped iron bars and shields made out of the lids of recycling bins. Shit, there are even dudes with nerf arrows, flails, battle axes and big fuckin’ hammers. One guy had on an entire suit of chain mail armor.

Anyway, a cabal of local hipsters decided that this Sunday was going to be different. This Sunday, the hipsters were going to dress up like zombies and come marching out of the woods to engage the nerds in glorious battle. We were there to witness and record the hilarity that ensued."
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Well - I finally know what I'm going to be for All Hallows this year. I've been frantically hating myself for my stunning lack of creativity. I'm too adapted to sitting in a basement without human contact to actually THINK anymore. It's scary.

Anyhoo - my happy thought, together will m'love, is this.

I will be Love, and he will be Lust.

I'm really enjoying the ideas that swirl around this pairing. Lust/Love; Sex/Death; Want/Need.

Something scarlet, and perhaps in raw silk. I've already created part of his costume. He's going to be done up sexy. *happygirl* I've started on his costume already. Shimmery, translucent shirt, in red and black. I've still to get fabric to make his pants. I'm still uncertain what My dress is to look like. Something sweet, yet regal? I've asked a brilliant genius artist friend to hhelp, as I cannot draw well to save a life. (I wonder if I can still paint...)

I'm to have a slim volume of sweet poetry tied to my wrist, he is to have red fuzzy handcuffs.

It's going to be FUN.
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FYI – for those of you who missed The Heretic at the Fringe, you have a chance to see it. For those of you who have seen it, you have the opportunity to let your friends know that they can still catch it next weekend because it is HELD OVER, Thursday Sept 25 – Sunday, Sept 28: 9pm nightly at the Waterfront. Festival box office is selling our advance tickets, 604-257-0366.

THE HERETIC

HELD OVER AT THE WATERFRONT THEATRE
September 25th to 28th Thursday thru Sunday 9pm Nightly

Tickets are $12 Call Festival Box Office 604-257-0366

Media Contact Jonathan Ryder 604-831-5909


“The writing is clever and sophisticated, the production slick and the acting phenomenal. Easily the best show I saw in this year's fringe”

-Jerry Wasserman, CBC

TOP 2 PICK! -- Georgia Straight Critics’ Choice Award



“For those of us who find ourselves in a very God-haunted world these days, where the acolytes of the Almighty seem to be continually at each other’s and everybody else’s throats, Christian O’Connor’s The Heretic comes as a darkly comic catharsis. This story of a Roman catholic man, tortured by religious anxieties, who resolves to become an ‘evangelical atheist’ could hardly be more timely – of funnier. John Murphy gives a masterful turn in the lead role – and indeed in all the other roles in the play, moving between radically different characterizations with what has almost become his trademark pell-mell precision. This range is remarkably vast, with all the requisite variations in tone and speed to keep watchers riveted. He is supported by a wonderfully witty script (“It’s Yahweh or the Highway!”) that, for all of its boisterous blasphemies, ends up being a rather profound commentary on the nature of the religious impulse itself.” -Bryson Young, Vancouver Sun



“Vancouver actor John Murphy’s wickedly funny one-man revue is so stupefyingly irreverent, we’re probably going to hell just for laughing at it. Murphy aims to be provocative and succeeds.”

-Pat St. Germain, Winnipeg Sun



“…a hilarious script, great acting and a technically superb show. Actor John Murphy's performance is flawless. The comedy is fast-paced! …with God up in heaven … and humans as his "ultimate reality TV show."--along with some serious insights into the fear of death.”

-Cheryl Binning, Winnipeg Free Press



“…a wild ride of a play that’s both hilarious and deadly serious. Extremely well written and equally well executed” -Linda Harlos,CBC



“…constantly funny and provocative.”

-Silas Polkinghorne, Saskatoon Star Phoenix



“BRILLIANT! CONTROVERSIAL!

…funny and insightful! …Wildly pleasurable and unpredictable, kind of like a Disney Land rollercoaster ride in the dark!!!…Check your guilt at the door brothers and sisters…”

-101.5 UMFM Radio, Winnipeg
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Wish I made this.


Ipod parodya

Try THIS!

Aug. 4th, 2003 11:58 am
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click on the horsies

WWJD

Aug. 1st, 2003 09:04 am
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Why did Jesus die on the Cross?


He didn't have a safe word.

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