The updatingness of me
Feb. 8th, 2005 02:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hafitalSo, an update:
-- Ever have those times in your life where you're really busy, but not busy with anything truly fulfilling? Ever have one of those months where the month is already over and yet it has just barely begun? All of February is booked solid. Of course, there's Escapade at the end, there, so yay!
-- Went to go see Neverland this weekend, finally. I cried. It was wonderful. *sniff*
-- The apartment is not any closer to being done. *g* We still need lots of things -- all the things I'd listed before, and then some. Oh, what I would do for some time and a whole lot of money. On the upside, I have a pretty new duvet cover. And FINALLY, there is cable and internet. Let the procrastination commence normally!
-- Mixed feelings about this film, Antarctica, which is in production. Currently, IMDB only has Paul Walker listed as cast, but I know that Josh Duhamel (of Las Vegas) is also attached ot the project, and possibly also Kurt Russell, but that's unconfirmed. It's a remake of Nankyoku monogatari, which I must find somehow and watch. I have mixed feelings (aside from the potential badness, despite my fondness for all three of those actors) because it makes me anxious to start/finish my Antarctica story (stories). eeeee.
-- According to Modern Drunkard Magazine, pirates like to drink. A lot. Rather silly article written by a slightly disturbing group of human beings.
Favorite bits:
A decent port, a place to call home, was important to pirates (and all other mariners) because life aboard a sailing vessel was far from a picnic. It pretty much sucked, actually, sucked more ass than a pharmaceutical lobbyist.
heeee, and also:
Pirates drank while eating, they drank while sailing, they drank before, during, and after fighting, making them the first great multitaskers. People molested by pirates routinely complained that their oppressors smelled of two things: tar and rum. While rum was the most popular beverage, these guys weren't picky. You name it, they drank it. Mead, brandy, red wine, and a hysterically awful-sounding homemade concoction of distilled grains and fish oil that I don't even want to think about.
and:
Sometimes they were forced to go sober for reasons beyond their control, and those were rotten days and nights. At other times they had such a wealth of hooch that they managed to screw up their lives in rather grand fashion. Bleary-eyed pirates beached their ships on sand bars and tore their hulls out on coral reefs. Intoxicated decision-making lead to raids on uninhabited islands and set-tos with larger and better armed military vessels. One gang got loaded on purloined French wine and killed the only guy on board who knew how to use a sextant. They sailed around in circles for days. Another time, the captain of a pirate ship got too deep in his cups and slept though his ship's capture by the British Navy. He was so shitfaced, in fact, that his captors had to hoist his carcass from the hold with a block and tackle.
-- Ever have those times in your life where you're really busy, but not busy with anything truly fulfilling? Ever have one of those months where the month is already over and yet it has just barely begun? All of February is booked solid. Of course, there's Escapade at the end, there, so yay!
-- Went to go see Neverland this weekend, finally. I cried. It was wonderful. *sniff*
-- The apartment is not any closer to being done. *g* We still need lots of things -- all the things I'd listed before, and then some. Oh, what I would do for some time and a whole lot of money. On the upside, I have a pretty new duvet cover. And FINALLY, there is cable and internet. Let the procrastination commence normally!
-- Mixed feelings about this film, Antarctica, which is in production. Currently, IMDB only has Paul Walker listed as cast, but I know that Josh Duhamel (of Las Vegas) is also attached ot the project, and possibly also Kurt Russell, but that's unconfirmed. It's a remake of Nankyoku monogatari, which I must find somehow and watch. I have mixed feelings (aside from the potential badness, despite my fondness for all three of those actors) because it makes me anxious to start/finish my Antarctica story (stories). eeeee.
-- According to Modern Drunkard Magazine, pirates like to drink. A lot. Rather silly article written by a slightly disturbing group of human beings.
Favorite bits:
A decent port, a place to call home, was important to pirates (and all other mariners) because life aboard a sailing vessel was far from a picnic. It pretty much sucked, actually, sucked more ass than a pharmaceutical lobbyist.
heeee, and also:
Pirates drank while eating, they drank while sailing, they drank before, during, and after fighting, making them the first great multitaskers. People molested by pirates routinely complained that their oppressors smelled of two things: tar and rum. While rum was the most popular beverage, these guys weren't picky. You name it, they drank it. Mead, brandy, red wine, and a hysterically awful-sounding homemade concoction of distilled grains and fish oil that I don't even want to think about.
and:
Sometimes they were forced to go sober for reasons beyond their control, and those were rotten days and nights. At other times they had such a wealth of hooch that they managed to screw up their lives in rather grand fashion. Bleary-eyed pirates beached their ships on sand bars and tore their hulls out on coral reefs. Intoxicated decision-making lead to raids on uninhabited islands and set-tos with larger and better armed military vessels. One gang got loaded on purloined French wine and killed the only guy on board who knew how to use a sextant. They sailed around in circles for days. Another time, the captain of a pirate ship got too deep in his cups and slept though his ship's capture by the British Navy. He was so shitfaced, in fact, that his captors had to hoist his carcass from the hold with a block and tackle.
