James has been writing for as long as he can remember. From when he was a little kid growing up in Puerto Rico, through a troubled adolescence fraught with identity conflicts, through a lonely and penniless early 20's, until a time in which he learned to make all of that boring crap sound interesting. On this site, he'll try to whittle down all the garbage and share a few gems.
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This is actually a couple months old, but it bears revisiting. I had wanted to embed it here before, but never got around to it. This is Scythian at The Trocadero in Philadelphia. I was there with my mum on St. Patrick’s day, 2009.
rVibe wouldn’t let me embed both sets on the same post, so here is the second set in a new window.
I came across this performer on a random ‘follow the links’ journey which started, totally at random, while gathering resources to roll up a D&D game. Readers of this site will no doubt already know my love for the violin, and this guy’s pretty good.
Visit Alec at The Faerie Tale Minstrel. Looks like he’s played the Ren Faire circuit, and a variety of cons. Would be fun if he came out to the east coast for some shows. I’d make a point to go.
Would you take your child off health insurance just because he or she is healthy?
Neither would I.
But this is what the Department of the Interior wants to do to the wolf. Without concern that the wolf populations are still struggling and are not in any way ready to withstand the attacks that will more than likely occur.
Please, all I beg of you is a minute of your time to make your voice heard.
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It’s really BBC’s Merlin, but NBC has purchased series one and, as mentioned here previously, will be airing it ’soon’.
Back then, NBC didn’t have a date for it, but finally they do: Series Premiere Sunday, June 21st 8/7c
Don’t miss it. The Great Slash Dragon will be very vexed.
Interior Secretary Salazar rubber-stamped a Bush-era plan to kick the wolves of the northern Rockies off the endangered species list and leave them vulnerable to mass killing. Nearly 1,000 wolves could be caught in the crossfire of state-sponsored wolf hunts. NRDC is filing suit in federal court to block this disastrous policy. It’s a fight we’ve won before. In the summer of 2008, NRDC and 11 other conservation groups compelled the Bush administration to abandon its first attempt to strip wolves of their protection when we made the case that the wolves had not fully recovered. Over this past year, the wolf population of Yellowstone National Park declined 27 percent — and wolf pups in the park are dying of a yet-to-be determined disease. NRDC will be fighting in federal court to compel Secretary Salazar to withdraw this disastrous plan and submit it to the kind of rigorous scientific review that the Obama administration has championed on other issues.
Read all about it and donate if you can…
I have no words. AGAIN.
If you have a couple of hours and a new box of tissues, I recommend watching Prayers for Bobby. I admit I had a tough time watching it, Sigourney Weaver as Mary Griffith was channelling my mother. It shows how far we’ve come, and how far we’ve yet to go. And it broke my damn heart.
NBC has added Merlin to it’s ‘Upcoming Shows’ page. No word on when it will actually start, but this at least gives me hope of getting new people hooked on this thing of awesomeness.
What I love about this page, though, is the plot summary:
Before Merlin and Arthur became legends, they were ambitious young men looking for adventure, hoping to live up to their families’ expectations, discovering love and finding their own true destiny, making mistakes along the way.
Emphasis mine.
Those of you who’ve seen the show, and especially those of us in the slash community, might wonder about those two words. Having seen the entirety of series one, we’re left squinting one eye at NBC and asking, “You’re not talking about being brainwashed by sidhe or enchanted by a sorceress… are you?”
Also, note the use of the singular ‘destiny’, acknowledging what the Great Slash Dragon has already told us.
Obviously somebody at NBC has been watching the same show we have. Let’s just hope they continue to do so.
This is quite possibly one of the most hilarious conversations I’ve ever had the pleasure of being a part of outside of my immediate family. It all began when, while I listened to my MP3 player at work, I began to comment about the song ‘Over the Hills and Far Away’. My comments about this song usually point out that while I like the song itself, the lyrics annoy me. Here is this guy, whose only alibi is his best friend’s wife (some best friend), going to jail rather than betray her. And yet for the remainder of the song, said Miss Slutkins spends the years he’s in jail pining over him and waiting for him to return.
“Listen, bitch,” I told this woman as I expounded on the matter to my coworkers, “you just want to have your cake and eat it too. Here’s this guy, who’s an idiot, I’m not saying he’s not, but he’s taking the fall for some other bloke because he doesn’t want to hurt you. And there you sit, knowing that you can save him from becoming Bubba’s girlfriend and you do nothing. I’m telling you, I ain’t going to jail for no greedy hussy.”
This brought the lolz to my coworkers.
And brought the lolz right back to me when one of them, who just happens to be blonde–but we’ll just pretend that fact is inconsequential–delivered her words of wisdom.
“That wouldn’t be so bad. You’d have plenty of time to write your books!” she said, adorably.
Yeah, in between being boned by Bubba and shanked in the courtyard. I’ll get right on that. And then I told her I would be blogging about this, so this is me, blogging about it.
But I still have not found Natalya’s house.
Right now it is 10°F in Harrisburg, but according to the Weather Channel, it ‘feels like’ -2°F. It feels like FUCKING COLD is what it feels like. And while winter weather may be great for holing myself up and writing, it’s not so great for my Gypsy Fiddle location research. Glancing at the mansions on Front Street while driving to and from work is only a recipe for auto insurance claims, and believe me, I will not find Exile, nor her mansion.
Yet I’m such a stickler for details that I’ve blocked myself on page seven because I’m not sure which street Kostyantyn and Natalya’s house is on. I’ll have to put that aside and perhaps in the Spring, when Grandfather Winter isn’t trying to kill us all, I will walk around and find Kostyantyn’s block.
Other than location issues, I’m feeling really good about this novel.
This is hilarious, but am I mad to wish it were real?
