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Tuesday, 17 June 2008 04:53:10
Well, rain is so much fun here in Oklahoma, almost as much fun as the occassional tornado. :pissed: Nope, not had one hit here, but it has rained buckets. Thankfully, no really bad flooding :smile: (heart goes out to anyone with that terrible fortune):crap: But I am so ready for at least a little sun, could stand without the heat. :fork: Anyway, enough of my rant.:banghead: Hope all of you are enjoying Cat's adventures and we will see you in the next installment or when the animals come two by two (hope their hands aren't blue)..... :wink: Thanks for riding. :kiss:
Tuesday, 17 June 2008 13:57:34
So - remember last entry when I said I'd be speakin' atcha from a big-ass movie screen if you were going to the Boston CSTS event? Well, there's news to that effect. If I remember correctly what the director of our fan film told me, she and one of the Aussie Browncoats (who have produced their own fan film with a very special guest appearance by Big Nate himself) compared notes, put their heads together and then put the films together. The blindin' shiny part is that the Aussie Browncoats intended to distribute their film to CSTS screenings all around the world, and they're
Tuesday, 17 June 2008 17:06:45
C'mon, guys, we're putting a lot of time and effort into our fic, and no-one much is reviewing. (Big shout out to Angellemarcs, StinkingRose and KimBer, who have!) There's good stuff in there. A crazy old coot, strange and spooksome happenings in deep space, Wash and his dinosaurs. Puns, guns and alliosaurs. I think the idea is that we are trying to say something deep about the human condition, the nature of being etc. (Granted, I'll be happy if I can make someone snarf tea out their nose again, but then I'm the one wanted to call it 'Stairway to Haven'...) Seriously, feedback is needed.
Tuesday, 17 June 2008 19:04:25
Think I'd be happier about it- all the toil, tears, blood, pain, and loss of a dozen or so years in the New York State school system- fior what, again? A shiny new Diploma that says I earned it. Goody goody. Makes so much sense now- afterall, what other else point was there other then to benefit a society that doesn't give two shits about you? Good to know. Don't make a difference, right here, right now, wether or no I decide to make something of myself or no- because it [i]just doesn't matter[/i]. Meh. [i]We[/ii] just don't matter- whatever you do in life shall, eventually be forgotten- like footprints on the beach, eventually the waves will wash it all away. ... And now I feel like such a pansy- I feel bad, so I blog, of all things? Coulda punched a wall a few dozen times, felt better as well. Meh. I can be such a hypocrite. -Danny