September 28th, 2007

Party Guy

Happy Birthday, g_2!

For your present, here's today's Forgotten English (© Jeffrey Kacirk):

A pie made from calve's entrails; [from] muggots, chitterlings. Cornwall.
--Francis Grose's Provincial Dictionary, 1811

Birthday of Theodore Mayerne (1573-1655),
Swiss-born physician to England's James I. Charles I. Frederick Hackwood's Good Cheer: The Romance of Food (1911) offered this recipe for "London Pie" from Mayerne's Archimagirus Anglo-Gallus: "Take eight marrow bones, eighteen sparrows, one pound of potatoes, a quarter of a pound of eringoes, two ounces of lettuce stalks, forty chestnuts, half a pound of dates, a peck of oysters, a quarter of a pound of preserved citron, three artichokes, twelve eggs, two sliced lemons, a handful of pickled barberries, a quarter of an ounce of whole pepper, half an ounce of sliced nutmeg, half an ounce of whole cinnamon, a quarter of an ounce of whole cloves, half an ounce of mace, and a quarter of a pound of currants. Liquor when it is baked with white wine, butter, and sugar." W. & R. Chambers' Book of Days (1864) added, "Some half-a-dozen years ago ... a pie was made from the above recipe which gave complete satisfaction to the party of connoisseurs who heartily and merrily partook of it."

What did they bake it in, a colosseum?

-The Gneech
Van Helsing No D

Not Eager So Far...

From m0nkeygrl: Dark Knight Teaser II. Very wary of this Joker portrayal. The Joker needs to skim a very fine line between "completely absurd" and "WTF scary" -- this movie seems to be going for "Jack the Ripper meets Cirque de Soliel," which is 99.5% wrong. Really, if done well, the Joker should be somebody who would almost be fun to hang out with, if it weren't for the fact that he keeps killing people.

I also notice Two-Face showing up at the end. Wonder what that's about. Lead-in to Movie III, perhaps.

-The Gneech

EDIT: Nevermind, it was a fake. The pic released of Heath Ledger before was real enough, I'm sad to say. Still looks wrong.
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Torey Rave

In Happier News...

It's raises and bonuses day! W00t for moneys!

Go to savings, go directly to savings, do not pass checking account, do not get spent on Starbucks and RPG stuff.

-The Gneech
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Mad Red


"Hey," said Brigid. "I know this guy. Who is it?"

"Hmm?" said Greg.

"This guy on the investment commercial. I know I know him, but I can't place him."

Greg looked over at the muted television. "Oh! That's Davy Jones."

"Davy Jones?" said Brigid in complete non-comprehension.

"Yup," said Greg. "That's him."

"Davy Jones -- as in Davy Jones? Now-I'm-a-Believer-Cheer-Up-Sleepy-Jean Davy Jones?"

"The Monkee himself," Greg said.

"Can't be!" said Brigid. "No way, that can't be Davy Jones! Christ, he looks like John Forsythe. And he's hawking investments!"

"Look at the eyes. That's him."

"He played with Jimi Hendrix, for crying out loud! I used to have a poster of him up on my wall. How the heck did he become such a square?"

"Maybe Jimi was slumming," said Greg. "Besides, everybody's a square in their sixties."

"Sean Connery wasn't."

"Sean Connery is a demigod. I'm talking about mortals."

"You mean Davy Jones isn't a demigod?" Brigid asked.

"Can you imagine a demigod hawking investments and looking like John Forsythe?"

"No, I suppose I can't," said Brigid. "Man, how disappointing. I want my age 15 back."

-The Gneech

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