The Intrepid Grewitch

I'm currently concentrating on the social networking site I created over at Ning, so I might fracture what goes where.

Check it out: http://qasbah.ning.com

Until next time,

Later.

By Scribeoflight.

From Quennessa again.

From Quennessa's Flickr page.

AICN are hyping this up: a cool indie indie Nazi Robots CG short by some guy called Marco Spitoni. Watch it at GameTrailers.com.

I like the colour combination in this still, Can't wait for this to come out.

Tonight, me and Ramsey went to see CSS at the Astoria, my second gig (the first was The Knife, last year) ever. It was fantastic and totally wicked. Hadn't realized it could get so rough with all the pushing and such. They wouldn't allow me to take my SLR or I could have taken some hardcore shots, luckily Ramsey had his small digital along. There was great support from Tilly and the Wall, who really nailed it with their performance.

I'll post some pics Once Ramsey sends them through.

A belgium all girl choir group organized by the Kolacny Brothers. Their version of U2's With Or Without You is sublime, as you can see below. I bought the CD from Ebay last year.

And I've just realized that I haven't read a book in...a year, six months? Too much time on the net and working and playing Playstation.
It's not like I don't have anything to read, in fact I've got a whole selection waiting for me:

I've got three books by Boris Akunin, The last released Wheel of Time book, and um...a whole lot more which I forget now. This is bad, this is awful. Time was I would finish at least six books a month. What's happening to me?

Something needs to be done.

Did I mention I bought the massive Bone soft cover by Jeff Smith? Can't wait to get into that.

Note to self: hunt down the Sandman Mystery Theater graphic novels. I never picked them up when they were coming out on issues but now there's no excuse.

There's a script writing program called Final Draft. Must look into that.

I am officially declaring my own personal War On Chocolate. Need to lose weight, must give up chocolates. I chose to fight a secret war but that failed. Everywhere I turned, there was a chocolate. A dealer would approach and offer me a bite, being raised to be polite, I would naturally accept. Walk into a shop, and they would be there, displayed prominently, blatantly offering themselves. One, I could resist but when they ambushed me in the hundreds? Dear reader, I stood no chance.
Therefore I declare the war publicly, if I am going to win this war, I will need public support. Each day I will report on the outcome. I do this not for personal gain but for duty to you: nobody needs to see me get any fatter.

It is now thirty minutes past midnight, good night.

This is just sad news, Kurt Vonnegut has passed away.

I remember reading Cat's Cradle a few years ago and, you know that feeling? When you're reading something and it totally offers you a new perspective, that feeling, like you're mind's just expanded, like you've just grown or evolved a little bit? That's what I had when reading Cat's Cradle, his first book I ever read.
I'd always planned to read his other books at some time, at the right point, and I am just sad that there will be no more new books to be read, once I start.
He was a special man because reading his book I found it to be so honest, so painfully, brilliantly, joyfully honest, that it was refreshing. There was truth there in his book and I know that when I read a Kurt Vonnegut book, that will always be true.

So Kurt Vonnegut is dead. That's life.