Update of some kind
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mercy_angel_09First of all: NaNo.
Trucking along on NaNo, though all regular NaNo related updates are still at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
penismighter Word count is sufficient for now, plot seems to be holding together, and the characters are finally holding fully formed conversations in my head as I scramble to get it all into a .docx file. I did take a break to write a short Castle drabble that is posted in ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
castle_fic and on FF.net. I'm even thinking that I'll write a few drabbles for the series as I work on my NaNo when I figure I need a break.
Second: Sold the Thunderbird.
Dirty Diana is no longer mine - I did the transaction this afternoon. I only got $200 for her, but to be perfectly honest I didn't expect to get much more that $250, and at this point I was tired of the lack of response on Craigslist. I'm still holding onto the money though - if this guy decides that he doesn't want the car, I'm willing to buy it back for the $200. But he's only got until December 5th to decide that he doesn't want it. After that month, it's his.
Third: Today is Bonfire Night, so I post the following poem below the cut so as not to spam/offend my f-list.
Remember, remember, the fifth of November,
Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes Guy Fawkes, ‘twas his intent
To blow up the King and Parliament
Three score barrels of powder below
Poor old England to overthrow
By God’s providence he was catch’d
With a dark lantern and burning match
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the king!
Hip hip horrah!
A penny loaf to feed the Pope
A farthing o’ cheese to choke him
A pint of beer to rinse it down
A faggot of sticks to burn him
Burn him in a tub of tar
Burn him like a blazing star
Burn his body from his head
Then we’ll say ol’ Pope is dead
Hip hip horrah!
By the way, most people only know the first part of the poem, mostly thanks to is repeated use in V for Vendetta. However it is commonly recited on November 5th in Great Britain, Canada, and sometimes Australia to the first "Hip Hip horrah!" The part about killing the Pope is often left out anymore, the UK having finally comes to terms with that whole freedom-or-religion thing - though I still get the feeling they still aren't particularly fond of the Catholics. If anyone is insanely curious, ask and I shall tell you all that I know about the holiday - I had to come up with a lesson plan for it in my methods of teaching social studies class. (And yes, I did that by choice.)
Fourth: I can totally hook up my computer to my TV and use it as a monitor.
d00d. I can watch Hulu on an actual TV. I think I'm going to invitesideshow_ericka over on her birthday and see if she wants to watch Inuyasha: The Final Act on the TV. Cuz it's ridiculously pretty. ZOMG.
Fifth: I need Seven Brides for Seven Brothers on DVD.
I don't know how many people on my f-list have even seen the film, but it's a GREAT MOVIE. Great musical numbers, great dancer numbers, and solid performances from Howard Keel, Jane Power and a very young Russ Tamblyn (who would be best know for his role as Riff in West Side Story and being the father of Joan of Arcadia actress Amber Tambyln). Oh yes, can't forget that Julie Newmar (as in To Wong Foo: Thanks for Everything! Julie Newmar AKA Catwoman) had her first major film role as Dorcus Gailen. You can tell that MGM put very little towards the production of the film, instead channeling what should have been its budget to Briagadoon, which did well but didn't match the success of Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. I happened to be up when it came on TCM last night, so I stayed up until one AM, happily dorking out on the film and humming, "Bless Your Beautiful Hide" as I brushed my teeth before going to bed. And yes, the song is STILL stuck in my head. Must get this movie so I can watch it whenever I want.
I think that sums everything up for now. I'm starting to fall asleep and I hopefully this will be the last night I need anything medicine related before I go to bed.
Trucking along on NaNo, though all regular NaNo related updates are still at
penismighter Word count is sufficient for now, plot seems to be holding together, and the characters are finally holding fully formed conversations in my head as I scramble to get it all into a .docx file. I did take a break to write a short Castle drabble that is posted in castle_fic and on FF.net. I'm even thinking that I'll write a few drabbles for the series as I work on my NaNo when I figure I need a break. Second: Sold the Thunderbird.
Dirty Diana is no longer mine - I did the transaction this afternoon. I only got $200 for her, but to be perfectly honest I didn't expect to get much more that $250, and at this point I was tired of the lack of response on Craigslist. I'm still holding onto the money though - if this guy decides that he doesn't want the car, I'm willing to buy it back for the $200. But he's only got until December 5th to decide that he doesn't want it. After that month, it's his.
Third: Today is Bonfire Night, so I post the following poem below the cut so as not to spam/offend my f-list.
Remember, remember, the fifth of November,
Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes Guy Fawkes, ‘twas his intent
To blow up the King and Parliament
Three score barrels of powder below
Poor old England to overthrow
By God’s providence he was catch’d
With a dark lantern and burning match
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the king!
Hip hip horrah!
A penny loaf to feed the Pope
A farthing o’ cheese to choke him
A pint of beer to rinse it down
A faggot of sticks to burn him
Burn him in a tub of tar
Burn him like a blazing star
Burn his body from his head
Then we’ll say ol’ Pope is dead
Hip hip horrah!
By the way, most people only know the first part of the poem, mostly thanks to is repeated use in V for Vendetta. However it is commonly recited on November 5th in Great Britain, Canada, and sometimes Australia to the first "Hip Hip horrah!" The part about killing the Pope is often left out anymore, the UK having finally comes to terms with that whole freedom-or-religion thing - though I still get the feeling they still aren't particularly fond of the Catholics. If anyone is insanely curious, ask and I shall tell you all that I know about the holiday - I had to come up with a lesson plan for it in my methods of teaching social studies class. (And yes, I did that by choice.)
Fourth: I can totally hook up my computer to my TV and use it as a monitor.
d00d. I can watch Hulu on an actual TV. I think I'm going to invite
sideshow_ericka over on her birthday and see if she wants to watch Inuyasha: The Final Act on the TV. Cuz it's ridiculously pretty. ZOMG.Fifth: I need Seven Brides for Seven Brothers on DVD.
I don't know how many people on my f-list have even seen the film, but it's a GREAT MOVIE. Great musical numbers, great dancer numbers, and solid performances from Howard Keel, Jane Power and a very young Russ Tamblyn (who would be best know for his role as Riff in West Side Story and being the father of Joan of Arcadia actress Amber Tambyln). Oh yes, can't forget that Julie Newmar (as in To Wong Foo: Thanks for Everything! Julie Newmar AKA Catwoman) had her first major film role as Dorcus Gailen. You can tell that MGM put very little towards the production of the film, instead channeling what should have been its budget to Briagadoon, which did well but didn't match the success of Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. I happened to be up when it came on TCM last night, so I stayed up until one AM, happily dorking out on the film and humming, "Bless Your Beautiful Hide" as I brushed my teeth before going to bed. And yes, the song is STILL stuck in my head. Must get this movie so I can watch it whenever I want.
I think that sums everything up for now. I'm starting to fall asleep and I hopefully this will be the last night I need anything medicine related before I go to bed.
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Date: 2009-11-06 02:37 pm (UTC)Also... LOVE, love, love Seven Brides for Seven Brothers and Brigadoon, both. Both are very fun movies and I have them on DVD. I'd have to say of the two I love Brigadoon slightly more, but then, I think Gene Kelly is just THE greatest. And Cyd Charisse is SO good as Fiona.
I love Julie Newmar too, but I think she has to come in second in this particular contest. (I know she wasn't the female lead in Seven Brides and maybe I'd feel different if she'd had a larger part). : )
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Date: 2009-11-06 05:56 pm (UTC)Guy Fawkes Night or Bonfire Night
In 1603, Queen Elizabeth I died and King James came to the throne. The queen had been very tough on Catholics, and there was hope that King James would be more tolerant as his mother was Catholic. When it became apparent that King James was like his aunt, thirteen men under the leadership of Robert Catesby, decided to take action. The plot was to blow up the houses of parliament with the king inside. (Today these men would be labeled extremists or terrorists.) To carry out the plot, the conspirators got a hold of 36 barrels of gunpowder and placed them in the basement of the parliament building. As the group worked on the plot, it became clear that innocents would also be hurt by the actions and one of the plotters sent a anonymous letter to the his friend, Lord Monteagle, instructing him to stay away from Parliament on November 5. The warning letter reached the king, who had his forces plan to stop the conspirators. Only Guy Fawkes was in the basement with the 36 barrels of gunpowder, and he was caught, tortured, and executed. This action during a very volatile time in England’s history struck a chord, and now the royal family enters the Parliament buildings once a year on the State Opening of Parliament. Before the royal family enters the building, the Yeomen of the Guard search the basement, and this has been a tradition in place since the Gunpowder Plot of 1605. Later that night, in light of the failed plot, bonfires were lit to honor the safety of the king. Since then, the evening of November 5 has been known as Bonfire Night. This has, however, led to some tongue in cheek wondering if the celebration is in honor of Guy Fawkes’ execution or his attempted overthrow of the government.
Members of the Group:
Robert Catesby, Thomas Wintour, Jack Wright, Thomas Percy, Guy Fawkes, Robert Wintour, Christopher (Kit) Wright, Robert Keyes, Thomas Bates, John Grant, Ambrose Rookwood, Francis Tresham, Everard Digby
Interesting Facts:
*It is suggested that Guy Fawkes and the others were actually framed by the king’s men. History doesn’t quite add up where the busting of the plot is concerned. Lack of a signature on the letter, the fact that in order to save their life, none of the conspirators owned up to writing the letter, and in fact none seemed to know that it even existed, pokes holes in the tradition that a warning letter was sent to one of the lords and then it found its way to the king. Also, the letter was vague in its content: no details about the planned attack. If that was the case, then how did the king’s guard know where and how to catch the conspirators?
*History seems to indicate that the king already knew of the plot well before the letter was sent. It is believed that one of the plotters actually revealed all of the details to the authorities. The suspected traitor? Francis Tresham.
* Tradtional celebrations include burning bonfires with guy Fawkes in effigy, lighting off fireworks, eating bonfire toffee, parkin (a cake made with black treacle), toffee apples, and baked potatoes.
*It is celebrated in England, New Zealand, South Africa, and in the province of Newfoundland and Labrador (Canada).
I haven't seen Brigadoon, but I do like Gene Kelly and Cyd Charisse (their dance in the "Gotta Dance" sequence of Singin' in the Rain always makes my jaw drop). What I do know, is that the commercial and critical success at the time of both movies' releases, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers did better initially than Brigadoon.