Just now?

Do you have any idea how frustrating it is not to just hang out with after work on a regular basis? Just saying that because it's good to have you back from Pennsic, gimp-boy.

Tell me why I am still here?

To trade witty barbs and bon mots with us?

Oh, I'd say that Undiscovered Country had some cinematic integrity as well, but only by virtue of being directed by Nicholas Meyer, same as Wrath of Khan.

I'd also put First Contact up there. And not just because of James Cromwell and Alfre Woodard.

I'd also put First Contact up there. And not just because of James Cromwell and Alfre Woodard.

I'd say that one's the best of the Next Gen movies, but a) that's not saying much, and b) it still peaks about an hour in, Berman and Braga have just never in five movies now(?) quite learned how to make a real movie, as opposed to a TV movie. They just can't nail down the pacing, and have so far refused to let outsiders (like, say, Nicholas Meyer) help them do better.

saying that because it's good to have you back from Pennsic, gimp-boy.

Good to be back, my friend, although I could do without the gimping, it's messing with the social life I didn't know I had.

To trade witty barbs and bon mots with us?

That's a good reason, true nuff, but I could go home and spark up the pc there and do that. And so mote it be.

I must have skimmed over the JohnSweden injury. Hope it a) isn't bad/painful and b) not Pennsic related, which might change my plans for SCA somewhat...

I must have skimmed over the JohnSweden injury.

(I learned about it in his LJ, you probably didn't miss anything.)

(And if I remember correctly, it wasn't a combat-related injury, so much as a slip-and-fall sort of thing, but I may be wrong about that.)

I know this is one of the few movies I don't actually share the stupid-but-PRETTY! love with you, but it still makes you just that much more endearing.

You flatterer, you.

I've been in a pretty and/or gothy cliché movie-watching phase for a week or so now. Every time I get to pick a dvd to watch in the evening, it's been "Moulin Rouge! Addams Family! Sleepy Hollow! Interview with The Vampire! Dangerous Liasions!" Pete has been rolling his eyes at me a lot.

Pete has been rolling his eyes at me a lot.

You should pin a cloth tail to the seat of his trousers, and make him say, "oh, bother."

I bet he'd do a fantastic Eeyore, and it would be a word that starts with "A" and rhymes with "bladorable."

(And if I remember correctly, it wasn't a combat-related injury, so much as a slip-and-fall sort of thing, but I may be wrong about that.)

Well, it did happen in combat, but it was the sort of thing that could happen doing any sporting-type thing. I got knocked backwards over a dead body and sprained (I think) my achilles tendon as I fell. Okay, maybe not -any- sporting-type thing.

I hope it isn't torn. It doesn't hurt enough to be torn, I don't think. (I've had torn ankle ligaments and that was excruciatingly painful). I'm getting by mostly on ibu, with some ACC, but it is being slow to heal. Might just be getting older, though.

I bet he'd do a fantastic Eeyore, and it would be a word that starts with "A" and rhymes with "bladorable."

If I have had a super-bad day, Pete will read Winnie the Pooh stories to me, and do different voices for all the characters. Did you know that Eeyore sounds like Alan Moore? I had no idea.

We did a group Winnie the Pooh reading at a party once; Pete's rendition of Eeyore reduced a friend of ours to gasping for breath while doubled over laughing.

Oh, and The Husband of Reason says: "Oh sure, invoke my wrath when you know full well I'm hip-deep in painting and there's no bloody way I have time to come on the board and give you shit. I feel like paying your airfare to Seattle just so I can kick your arse in person. Hugs, Pete."