February 1st, 2003

nude!hermione

I'm still t00bing

On to the second day of MacT00bage. Much more strangeness last night - an awful lot of singing going on, including a second viewing of "Once More, With Feeling!" complete with sing-a-long for the entire episode (and pretty much all the dialog as well). queerasjohn and I also did a duet of the Elephant Love Medley from Moulin Rouge (I am so Nicole). Oh, and leiabelle has webcam video of me singing and dancing to the Time Warp. Somewhere along the line, the entire bottle of Charette (49° Rum from Reunion) I brought managed to disappeared (the fact that we were drinking it mixed 50/50 with fruit juice/Irn-Bru/Whatever...) Apparently I snored to the annoyance of some (and there's the webcam footage to prove it).
  • Current Music
    OMWF soundtrack. Again.
Phantom Monkey

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Now wh00b left their laptop logged in to LJ when they handed it over, eh? Heh heh heh.

I snore when I'm drunk and sound like the Dark Lord of the Sith, crossed with the LSO Choral Chainsaw Orchestra. Just so you know. And tonight I intend to get even more drunk.
Phantom Monkey

Should we give up on the space program?

No. We have to stay here and there's a simple reason why. Ask ten different scientists about the environment, population control, genetics and you'll get ten different answers, but there's one thing every scientist on the planet agrees on: Whether it happens in a hundred years or a thousand years or a million years, eventually our Sun will grow cold and go out. When that happens, it won't just take us. It'll take Marilyn Monroe and Lao-Tzu and Einstein and Morobuto and Buddy Holly and Aristophenes...and all of this...all of this was for nothing unless we go to the stars.

Commander Jeffery Sinclair, Babylon 5 - penned by J. Michael Straczynski