Is there a name for the point in a story where the work's title is most directly referenced? I'm thinking of instances like "O brave new world, that has such people in it!" from Aldous Huxley's Brave New World or "He has put a knife on the things that held us together and we have fallen apart" from Chinua Achebe's Things Fall Apart. Obviously this sort of thing doesn't happen in every single work of literature or film, but it turns up often enough that I think there should be a word for it. Epon
Whilst browsing a blog of infographic geekery, I found a link to this program that tracks one's mouse movements and activity. The following represents ten hours' worth of noncontinuous computer activity:
The really big black circles are evidently where my cursor spent a lot of time resting, and the small ones with grey circles around them are where I actually clicked...I think. You can also see the actual mouse tracks, which hint at my tab row up near the top and the minimize, resize, and clo
The story of a young farm boy who lives with his aunt and uncle out in the boonies in a place under the control of an evil emperor who overthrew an ancient order of magically powered peacekeepers with the help of a protege who turned evil. Around the same time he returns home after being away for a short time to find that his aunt and uncle have been killed by agents of the emperor, he meets an old hermit who moved out there to watch over him as he grew up, learns of his membership in said ancie
Okay, so last night the power went off shortly after midnight, taking my clock, lamp, etc. with it. Not preferring to read my book by the light of Hex, my laptop, I went to sleep thinking that my lamp would wake me up when it came back on so I could reset my clock properly so the alarm would wake me up on time, all of which transpired according to plan. However, I had to set the clock from Hex, which had been hibernating for the last several hours...or so I thought. I took it out of its case to
Two.
One to post a .gif and one to sneak in during a Board Message attack but not manage to close the topic before the first one's post finally gets through.
So, I have this paper due. It's terribly open-ended. The teacher told us to pick anything in this 1500-page-plus anthology and write whatever kind of thesis-driven essay we want, as long as it's 4-5 pages and has a catchy title, because Bob knows how important a catchy title is. Because of the piecemeal way in which I assemble papers, I will hazard a guess that I am at one page of actual content and maybe three pages of not fully realised ideas, all of which need to be translated into coherent,
This is kind of important, because my old white socks were all too large for me and the grey bit on the heel would show above my shoe heels and for some reason I never really cared enough to do anything about it until now. So now I have new socks! Yey!*
I mean, um, OH THE MUNDANITY.
Well, actually, there have been deep and weighty things being wrestled with, but I'm not sure if I'll talk about them at some point, especially given the superficial relationships I have with the vast majority
Is the plural of dormouse dormice?
Why don't we use plastic for coins instead of metal?
Will you go read the CC4 entries and vote for them when the time comes?
Will I really be able to follow through on this English/Theatre Arts double major?
And why haven't I been appreciating what I have in real life more? :3
Posting an entry about life because that is what you do with blogs, and posting nothing but funny pictures has absolutely no basis whatsoever.
So, school proceeds apace, with nothing terribly exciting going on. Unsurprisingly, I got into the annual festival of student-directed one-act plays, one of which I wrote, so that will be fun. Rather more surprisingly, my psychology professor recommended me as a tutor, which is apparently a paid position. It won't amount to too much money, but it's sti
Ant carcass on patio this morning, tiny scavengers on burst abdomen. This backyard is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The gardens are extended plant boxes and the plants are covered with bugs and when the owners finally take notice, all the bugs will die. Lethal sprays will foam up about their thoraxes and all the spiders and beetles will look up and shout 'Save us!' And I'll look down, and whisper 'no.' They had a choice, all of them. They could have followed in the footsteps of good b
A select few of you may remember this. I don't think I ever posted it here, so I do so now:
(Yes, this is absolutely ancient, and yes, I am aware my drawing is horrible. Just enjoy the now.)
EDIT: THIS NEEDS A DRAMATIC READING MADE OF IT.
EDIT TWO: I FORGOT THE SPONTANEOUSLY IMPLODING WOMBAT; I AM A HORRIBLE PERSON.
Right, so these two contests we have going? The BBC and the Comedies ones? They don't have too many entries right now. They need more entries. It's not that hard. Can't think of anything for the BBCC? Wikipedia is your friend. Can't think of anything for the Comedy Contest? Well, come on...it's Comedies. Have Bohrok with the powers of pie, cheese, and fourth-wall-breaking face off in an epic death match or something. It's really not that hard. Just enter. Provide some competition.
Please?
AKA what I've been doing since 11 this morning.* Somebody should make a version of Tetris with triominoes, too.
* in addition to homework, classes, writing a CC4 entry, engaging in philosophical discussions, and eating a sandwich
I do, of course, mean gay in the original sense of being happy, joyful, or lively, not in the more modern, homosexual sort of sense.
April Fools'!
I mean, really. Just ask Paige. My girlfriend.
Well, it's been a long time coming, and some of you may have suspected it from your interactions with me, but I'm getting a little tired of answering all the questions and being the target of so many insinuations and, all things considered, I think the time has come for me to be completely open. To that end, I would like to officially announce that I am a gay American and proud of it. To my fellow gay people, don't be afraid of who you are. I was for a long time, and it caused me no end of pessi
Due to a chain of events beginning with the All Your Base meme, I have now downloaded a Genesis ROM emulator and a bunch of games to go with it. If I'm not back this time tomorrow, carry on. B)
