is it weird in here or is it me?

Wandered about last night to take mind off of stuff, on the theory that if I dont' mind, stuff doesn't matter. Comic shop contained an Eltingville-esque tableau of high-school film student making a documentary about the manager...interviewed by an old Mr T Mego action figure and a Star Wars Rancor. Went to Blockbuster as part of my ongoing search for a copy of The Witches of Eastwick for Mom and found...a copy of The Witches of Eastwick for Mom. Well all righty.

Meanwhile, in Middle-Earth, Goldberry was killed after that dumbfuck darklordsauron staged a surprise attack on Bree in a dispute over the local Mordor Pizza Express franchise. Oh, good one, Sauron. Ya dick.

nine black cats, one white

Watercolor, colored pencil for queenberuthiel.* Swimming cat courtesy DK. Psychobilly 80s layout courtesy too many Paper Moon greeting cards.

For those who don't feel like slogging through Unfinished Tales of Numenor and Middle-Earth: "The dark and mournful Queen to Tarannon Falastur, the twelfth King of Gondor. She owned ten marvellous and magical cats, that she set to spy on the doings of the people of Gondor. Her scheming was her undoing, though, since her husband set her adrift on the Great Sea, with only her cats for company. She sailed into the far south and was never heard of again, but she and her mysterious cats lived on in legend for millennia."

*Beebs, if you want the original, big-ass scan to print out or make wallpaper or whatever, e-mail me. I tried to give you the head from The Beguiling of Merlin as on your icon, but couldn't make it work, so you get a different Pre-Raphaelite instead. Deal.

hey tanja!!!

http://www.salon.com/ent/masterpiece/2002/03/05/2001/index.html

kitty

queenberuthiel has kindly promised me the least evil kitten from Parvati's new litter. I must now think of a name. I had thought of Steve, in honor of
Steve the Vacuum, but ghostofisildur's swell doggie is called Steve, and it would only cause confusion.

Hm.

Brenda? Bob? Debbie? Ron?

This will require thought.

advice

Never, ever try to explain to someone who's never so much as received an e-mail that you're psyched because you've been promised a virtual Least Evil Kitten. It just doesn't work.