120 THE RIME OF IRON-JAWS MCGINTY I
And now, spambots and spambotettes… we [I] present to ye… with no further [much] ado [about nothing]… the rime of Iron-Jaws McGinty!
I’ve been quite looking forwards to this one and, in fact, the presence of the other rimes was just a lead-in to this. Not to say that I had written it beforehand, or scripted it, or plotted it vaguely. Just that I knew his story – whatever it may be – was coming and felt I ought to tell others first.
Dip the toe in the waters first. Because that’s always how I enter pools. Others dive in, but I dip in a toe first and whinge. So cautious am I. But once in, it’s hard to get me to leave… unless it’s really cold. Except sometimes, when I do jump in. But that’s far less often. And sometimes when it’s cold I’ll stay in to help retrieve some kid’s pool toys that he’s carelessly dumped into the ice-cold pool. Crazy Pennsylvanian kiddlington that one time… I’m sure no-one else in my family remembers that incident. Does that mean it didn’t happen? Am I insane?
I told a customer that something that cost 24 dollars cost 42 dollars, but my head was saying 24. But my mouth was saying 42. I swear I didn’t say 42. Maybe I’ve got the crazy.
Really enjoying The Prisoner, currently airing on ABC1 on saturdays now. Great re-imagining of the old show. I’ve watched some of that older program in re-runs and liked it. It’s got this bizarro vibe to it akin to the ending to the Neon-Genesis Evangelion series (final two episodes – before the film ending was released to sate the slatheringly appalled fanaticals who didn’t get it). Also, it’s akin to something else where the girl turns into a car and races away from an imaginary bubble-universe boarding school on a race track with her lesbian/not-lesbian-because-one-of-them-was-a-reincarnated-prince-or-something? girlfriend. But I can’t recall what that was called. Watched it for Uni.
Yeah… My uni course was awesome. And yours sucks.
Hoping that this version of The Prisoner comes to a satisfying conclusion. In saying that I should point out that the lack of a satisfyingly neat conclusion to the original is part of what garnered it it’s cult status and it’s something I like about it. I like the confusion, the bizarreonicality to it. I feel like there are answers in there, but the answers are answers you can feel from the tone and from making intuitive and unlikely connections between things rather than being answers that are laid out straight for you after you’ve wearily waded through the whole season. It’s tonal rather than explicit. If this new version ends with some tonal explanation that’s well laid out I’ll be satisfied. I don’t think it will – it seems like there’s a definite answer in there. Have to wait and see.
Finished Half Life 2. Rocking the suped-up Gravity Gun!
Purchased the Scott Pilgrim series of books. Should have them in 10-15 working days. IMPATIENT! Wanted them anyways, but recommendation by a work-mate (‘recommendation’? or perhaps, more accurately, reference to existence of… or whatever) pushed me over the edge. His wife has a comic, much better than this. If you’re reading this… which is unlikely unless you’re me, or you’re lost and looking for directions back to the rest of the interwebs [hang a left at the top of the window]… then you should try reading something more properly done and much longer and better established. Why aren’t you already reading a better established webcomic? What? You are? Which one? Would I like it?
Digressing: Check out her comic: Bittersweet Candy Bowl.
What the heck was that bizarre dueling girl prince show called? It was something weird. Bubbly…bobbletoggle… something… I dunno.
Time to go! Posted on time! Huzzah!
This rantage was much more in my classic ranty style of haphazard and wacko. I liked it.
<-really happy smiley.





