02 January 2008, 5:08 pm

Moved.

Alright, so I've made a decision that I've been pondering over for the past few days, and taken action.


I've moved to a new blog. This will still be around and serve as a sort of an archive site, because, well, Diaryland doesn't have the facilities I want, frankly.

So yes. Relink me at http://ravensilvers.wordpress.com, where I'll be for now. It has an all-round better interface, plus comments and cuts, so no more worrying about picspam posts (:

Let me know if you want me to link you or whatever. And definitely let me know if it's not showing up or whatever!

Omnia mutantur, nihil interit.
Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

01 January 2008, 2:19 am

This reminds me why I love to read Babble.com so much.

For the link-phobic, here's the best part of the entire article:

"What the hell?" I said, dropping the ice.

"What?"

"Are those penis balloons?"

"No! They're caterpillars! I thought they were cool!"

"Is this all you bought?"

"This is what you asked for!"

"I said bouquet!"

"I thought you just wanted balloons, like... in a bag."

"Are these condoms?"

"No! They're caterpillars!"

"They look like dildos! We're going to decorate my parent's house with huge colorful penises?"

"They have faces!"

"They're cocks!"

"They are not! They're caterpillars!"

Yes, I am well aware that I'm quite pathetic for reading a parenting website at this hour of the morning on the first day of a new year, but c'mon. You can't beat that.

Omnia mutantur, nihil interit.
Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

01 January 2008, 1:09 am

I was reading the Wildstorm Winter Special; specifically, the Zealot story.

Zealot's given name is Zannah; Zealot is merely a codename. Apparently "Zannah" means "holy death without hesitation".

And immediately I was struck by a line from Lucifer #62 (or, as I like to call it, "the ballad of Jayesh and Karl"). This bit, actually.

(If you're wondering: the blond dude was, in his youth, a neo-Nazi. He wanted to tatoo the words "Sieg Deutsch" on his arm but never got around to finishing it.)

I'm all out of holiday cheer; it's just plain ol' holiday burnout, really. But happy new year anyway.

Omnia mutantur, nihil interit.
Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

30 December 2007, 1:20 am

Went out today and bought comics that I shouldn't have bought, but what the hey. Zealot telling the story of Savant's birth (and a very pretty but not overly effeminate younger Majestros) is always good. I wrote a long, rambling post about it, which included various thoughts on the nature of Kheran procreation and Stormwatch, but I seem to have lost it, so yes.

Also, there were two screaming children. One was a boy, about twoish, at the Sakae Sushi above Borders; I was outside waiting for a table and my father and I could hear the kid clearly ._. Seriously, he was screaming like he was going to die a horrible death. I thought at first that he'd gotten burnt or something, but I wasn't really paying attention until I got a table for us inside. The kid was going strong for at least ten minutes.

I later saw where he was sitting when I left, and he was all the way at the back of the restaurant o.o He kept screaming "I want my mama, I want, I want, my mama! Mama, I want my mama", et al. His father was with him, and the screaming was horrible - it was really like he was going to die. His father eventually brought him outside, and five minutes later we could still hear him from inside. He was probably all the way at the other end of the building, too; a good, oh, twenty or thirty meters? My father was horrified. Seriously, why do you let your kid scream like that? I thought he was going to have a cardiac or suffocate, because it was like he wasn't pausing to take a breath. ._.

Second kid was at Jurong Point. She was about two also, I think, but maybe a bit younger. I have no idea what this one was all about, just that she was screaming and throwing one hell of a tantrum. Her mother tried to deal with her, but it's called "Terrible Twos" for a reason, I guess. But seriously, this kid was screaming like she was going to die an even more horrible death than the abovementioned boy. This kid went on for a whooping twenty minutes at full volume. I guess she can't have a tantrum later because she'd have lost her voice.

Seriously, why do parents let their children scream like that? Everyone thought they were going to die! And in horribly painful, graphic, body-mangling ways, too. That can't be healthy, emotionally and physically. It's frightening, not to mention really painful to listen to.

Note to future self: do not let own kids scream like that, because 1) it's not healthy, 2) it's painful, and 3) you wouldn't know when they were facing a genuine horribly painful, graphic, body-mangling death.

Oh, and a funny bit I heard today. Was walking along the underground linkway to Taka; I was at the part under Tangs, near the bank of ATMs and the food market hall place. There was this family, parents and two boys, and the mother was scolding the older one in Chinese: "... in a while it'll be dinnertime, so you can't have it now!"

This was just after noon. Why are you taking about dinner being "in a while" when it's not even 12:30 yet?!

Omnia mutantur, nihil interit.
Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

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