May 8th, 2008

Party Guy

Happy Birthday, kagur!

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

fire-drake


Properly, [a] fiery dragon, or fiery meteor; applied to a man with a red nose.
—C. T. Onions' Oxford Shakespeare Glossary, 1911


Flora Day and St. Michael's Day


Many years ago, Helston was threated with destruction by a fiery dragon who appeared in the sky and hovered for some days over the place, bearing in his claws a red-hot ball. The terrified residents escaped to neighboring villages, leaving behind them, sad to say, the old and weak to perish. At last, however, the dragon passed over Helston and dropped the fiery ball upon the downs more than half a mile away, at a spot still pointed out. Thus the town was saved, and this deliverance is commemorated every year on the 8th of May by a festivity called Flora Day. … There was once a fearful contest for the possession of the town between St. Michael, the patron saint of its church, and the arch fiend.
—William Henderson's Folklore of the Northern Counties of England, 1879

So the dragon appeared, floated around for days holding a burning ball, then dropped it in a swamp and wandered off?

...

What was his motivation?

-The Gneech
LIGHTNING from my FINGERS!

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"Ack! There's a bee in here!" Brigid said, jumping about four feet out of her chair as the enormous black-and-yellow thing bumbled against a windowshade in her general direction.

"Hmm?" said Greg, looking up from his breakfast.

"A bee," said Brigid. "A giant bee."

Greg made a broad nod of realization. "Oh yeah, that guy." He stood up and headed for the door. "The little bastard keeps trying to tempt my tummy with the taste of nuts and honey."

"Do what?" said Brigid.

Greg opened the door, then pointed at the bee and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Get out, spawn of Satan! You'll claim no victims for your master this day! Get back — back I say! — to the infernal hive that bred you, and take your thrice-damned complete breakfast with you!"

The bee, slowly and with all the hauteur of an offended houseguest, abandoned its random buffeting of the windowshade and went straight out the door and into the corridor beyond that led to open spaces.

"He'll be back," said Greg as he closed the door behind it. "He always comes back."

Brigid blinked a few times. "You give me the heebie-jeebies. You know that, don't you?" she finally said.

-The Gneech

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-The Gneech
Go Speed Racer Go

I Love Being Proved Wrong :)

From gamera_spinning:

The first seven minutes of Speed Racer! :D

Remember my prediction that the Mach 5 would get trashed, making way for the "new, improved" Mach 6 in the big finish? Totally wrong. "Mach 6" is what Speed starts out in.

The Mach 5 itself does make an appearance in the opening here, but not in the context you might expect. Given how much footage of the Mach 5 is in the trailer, maybe the Mach 6 is the one that gets trashed? We'll see. Still, I love having my dire predictions thwarted! :D

-The Gneech

PS: Assuming the beginning race isn't a flash-forward, of course. ;P
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