Saturday 31 October 2009

Told you there'd be a meme today.



This is Halloween, This is Halloween!!!!

Friday 30 October 2009

Day The Thirty-First. HALLOWEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

My favorite day of the entire whole huge year!!!

I carved some punkins.


My MIL paid my kitty's vet bill last week in return for me bringing a carved punkin to her house.
I did her a classic triangle-face jack-o-lantern with spooky fangs.


And I carved our other 2 for... personal use. Here is El Posho, he has a fine mustahche and a monocle and says things like "cheerio WOT WOT!"


And my husband had the idea to do a cute little simple kawaii-face, so he is executive producer of the other punkin:



I'm pretty pleased with them all, really. Sadly, we're not really doing anything Halloweeny. We have to drive up to the inlaws' for a combo birthday of my sister-in-law & grandmother-in-law, for whom I made the kokeshi & flower scarflette, repsectively. I put up a few more decorations around the house and I have a spooky-casual outfit to wear, & I've done my nails orange & black. I mean, I'm in the Halloween spirit all year round, but still. I wish there was more Halloween culture in the UK. I cooked the punkin seeds with my daddy's secret recipe and will bring some along to the inlaws, who probably won't like them, as the UK also has a ridiculous aversion to salt.

This is the last day of Blogtoberfest, I'm sure you're all relieved. I've had a really good time, even on days when it's felt like a stretch. Thank you, TinnieGirl, for renewing my love of blogging. I won't be keeping it up every day, but I'll try & do better than I did before this month. You know I can't stay away from the memes, you'll prolly have one or two before the day is out. ;)


Day The Thirtieth. Lotsa Stuff.

Yesterday my husband & I went up to that London to see a taping of one of our favorite shows, Harry Hill's TV Burp. We'd been to one before, but at a different studio. This was filmed at BBC Television Centre, where, basically, magic comes from. I have proof.

HOLY FUCKING CRAP IT'S A DALEK!!!!
You have no idea how scared I was in that photo. I ran away squealing as soon as it snapped. They scare me so bad.
And *THAT* is one happy Dr Who fanboy.
But wait.... it gets better.


Yep, that's right. We went in the TARDIS. Jealous? You know you are.

Also we peed in the National Portrait Gallery, which is the best place to pee for free in London, btw. And I got roasted chestnuts from a street vendor outside St. Martin In The Fields, which people have probably been doing in London since time immemorial.


Street urchin. I is one.

It was a wonderful day, but London always takes it out of me, magical though it is. I feel like warmed-over-ass today, physically and mentally.

Hub has the day off today, so we are sitting on the couch watching The Exorcist & I'm gonna carve some punkins later if I can muster the energy.

GUYS GUYS GUYS LOOKIT I WON!!!!!



Srsly, I am so squee-ee over that you have no idea.

Ok, Friday Fill-Ins time.

1. It was a dark and stormy night, typed Snoopy, atop his doghouse.

2. The only hand she had free was the third one sticking out of the side of her head; it looked weak, so I offered to take the books myself.

3. Rushing out, I apologized to the nuns while trying to cover my shame with a party hat.

4. Are you listening to that Shakira song again?...I think I heard a howl!

5. Shhhh... Lando Calrissian! Do you want my husband to catch us?!?

6. Take away these brussels sprouts & give me something good to eat!

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to carving my punkins, tomorrow my plans include a trip to the inlaws', blergh...and Sunday, I want to spend all day recovering!

Thursday 29 October 2009

Day the twenty-ninth

This is me not missing a day! I am on the train on my husband's iphone. We are sitting at Charing Cross station & have just been to BBC Centre to see a taping of Harry Hill's TV Burp. I went in the TARDIS and faced down a Dalek. It was acebest. We prolly won't be home before midnight so I made him let me use his phone. Lulz. In other news I totally can't stand/walk for this long anymore. Ow.

Wednesday 28 October 2009

What The Hell Wednesday, Indeed.

WTHW.
  1. What is the scariest person you have seen in Wal-Mart? - I tend to be the scary one there. Heading in post Rocky-Horror of a Saturday midnight, etc.
  2. Are you superstitious? Name something that you believe or that you can’t believe others believe. - I'm all about some salt-over-the-shoulder, knock-wood, etc. OCD as much as superstitious, though.
  3. What is your favorite old timey candy? i.e. candy corn etc - I love those dots stuck to paper, where you can't quite get all the paper off the back. What're those called? CANDY BUTTONS!!!! Yeah. Those guys.
  4. What was one of the homemade costumes you have worn. - All my costumes are homemade. My favorite was my mermaid one that my mom made me when I was small. It was gorgeous green metallic fabric for the tail.... totally pre-Ariel, too.
  5. Did you ever play tricks on anyone during Halloween? - In 3rd grade a friend & I wrote an anonymous, horrid, spooky note to this girl in class we didn't like, about how on Halloween a unicorn with a bloody hand would get her. She gave it to the lunchroom monitor with a lazy eye who was her aunt, who gave it to our teacher who was wearing a long cardigan with patch pockets. The note ended up in one of the pockets, slightly sticking out, and I filched it on the pretense of walking up to her to ask to go to the bathroom, where I tore it up into a million little pieces and threw it away. I was so overcome with guilt that I spent that whole night throwing up & didn't go to school the next day.
  6. If the world was to end like in some horror movies how would it end? Zombies? Crazy virus? - Attack of the 50-Foot Woman style, obviously.
  7. What was your/or someone else’s worst thrown together costume? - I dunno, I always do costumes very well. I guess the black lace leggings, red sequin bra, antique sword, plastic eyepatch pirate year was a bit dodgy, but I still won a costume contest with it.
  8. Did you go to alot of houses to get candy or just get enough candy and go home. - Come on? "Enough candy?" Are you fucking serious?
  9. What do you hate most about Halloween? - When it's over.
  10. What do you miss today that you had in the past Halloweens? - America. England is NOT DOIN IT RITE quite yet.
  11. Do you think kids costumes are better now or then? - There's so much more range and creativity with ideas these days, but I think execution was better in the past. Too much storebought crap these days.
  12. What would you do if you woke up and you were the only person left…everyone else was gone (like in the twilight zone episode) - Only person left? Does that mean I still have my kitty? I'd miss my husband like a motherfucker, but my kitty would be a great consolation. We would go looting and rioting and running around and then we would come home and cry a lot and I would probably take a lot of pills and it would assure the cat of a few meals until I got too rotten.
  13. What is your favorite Halloween creep? - Jack The Ripper was quite a creep, wasn't he? ;)

I wish this didn't resonate so.


"My mind and my heart always wish'd to do well, but despair at myself and my situation often depriv'd me of all energy, and drew me into errors. Sometimes it was better, when I had hope I then could rouse myself, but at times I have sunk to a situation of despair that made me fly to anything for resource."

Georgiana, Duchess of Devonshire, to her mother Lady Spencer, September 9, 1793

Day The Twenty-Eighth. HalloBoobies.

Happy Boobie Wednesday!!! For the final week of the HalloBoobies competition, I give you a bit of the old ultra-boobie. I would just so hardcore like to thank the girls of Boobie Wednesday for this super rad competition. Anything that helps kick the ass of cancer while letting me dress up my boobs? How can you go wrong? I have had so much fun with this. Thank you, ladies.

That said, everybody go support them.

Pun intended.

Tuesday 27 October 2009

Beauty & The Beast


Sweartagod, if my magnificent husbeast ever transformed into some poncey, metrosexual, breeches-wearing "prince," I'd start divorce proceedings.