Jun. 25th, 2003

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This little thing had me in stitches (laughter) for at least 10 minutes.
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It was 105*F today. I stayed inside.

We watched the last 15 minutes or so of Harry Potter 1 on cable while we were eating dinner. I only half-paid attention. But I was watching while they did the award presentation at the end.

You know what? Dumbledor's a jerk.

I mean, yeah he's the "wise old mentor of All That's Good and Pure" and all that, but honestly, that whole "last minutes points" thing was downright petty.

He tells the Slytherin students they've won, basically gives them their trophy then says:

"PSCYHE! Betchya thought you won, huh? Just kidding, you didn't."

He should have just given the points out and then announced the winners.

I know it's a cheap writing trick to build up suspense, but it's a mean thing to do to a group of eleven year olds. If Dumbledore's years of "fair and wise ruling as headmaster" watching children bully each other hadn't made him sensitive to that sort of thing, didn't at least his parents teach him to behave better?
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I've got a very small junebug trapped under a giant plastic thing (the clear cover for a stack of CDs) on my desk.

I'm looking at it now, pondering how to proceed.

Unlike a spider or mosquito hawk, which just sit still until you move them, this little dude walks along the perimeterm then jumps and flies at the walls 4 or 5 times till [s]he knocks [him]self down on his/her back, then flips, walks around, and starts over.

[S]He's a medium brown color. About the size of a jelly belly. I'm not going to name 'em.

What to do, what to do...


UPDATE:

Now [s]he's sitting in the very center of the plastic lid-thing. Legs spread, back arched. Hasn't moved in about 3 minutes.

UPDATE 3:

Jun. 25th, 2003 10:50 pm
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I am the evil bug villainess. I am also da bitch with an inner Robin Hood.

I capture bugs, torture them, stare at them through their plastic prisons like they're miniature Magnetos, and then I get a conscience and pull a Mystique, freeing them to the world outside.

By the street, of course. If I release them near the door they'll just come back in. Which, naturally, would result in total MDK.

*MDK= murder/death/kill, from a PC game. A rather comical game, actually, with very funny robots minions.

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