Rebecca reminds me that Talk Like a Pirate Day is this Sunday! Arr! And this just in from Cinefex!
TheOneRing.net reports The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King: Extended Edition DVD will be released on December 14. The 4-disc set expands the film’s 201-minute theatrical running time with 50 minutes of additional footage, including the Fellowship’s confrontation with Saruman and, no doubt, the Mouth of Sauron. This brings the total running time of all three Extended Editions to 11 hours 22 minutes.
Tra-la! Mmm, I know what I want for Christmas…
The Witching Hour, 2005. Why was I thinking it was on the opposite side of the country? Man, I could actually go to this. I wouldn’t be able to attend the whole thing, as my fall break is a different weekend, but still. Dude. I wonder if it’s too late to participate in the Percy panel….
Today the College Democrats hosted a rally with Terry McAuliffe, Chairman of the DNC. Coolness squared! And now, Ko and I have new signs and buttons and bumper stickers and assorted swag to further liberalize our room. Did I mention we’re co-hall captains for the College Dems? Because I should probably mention that at some point, seeing as how Ko has rerouted all her LJ readers to my blog in absence of her posting anything, ever, in the past age. XD Guest speaking at the rally, before Chairman McAuliffe arrived, was Melissa Fitzgerald, who plays Carol (CJ’s secretary) on The West Wing. W00t. Pics here.
I didn’t get into Penn Singers, which was no surprise, especially considering that they only let members miss one hour of rehearsal a week, and I’d have to miss an hour and a half due to my film history screenings on Tuesday nights. Maybe next semester. And after three rejections from the Singers, I find that it gets easier each time. I find I feel only mildly bitter that they’re the only theatrical people to reject me when every other director has not only not rejected me, but given me a principal role since Mrs. Felice jump started my theatrical exploits by casting me in H2$. Yes. Just mild bitterness, as they do have their rules and my audition was quite bad and plenty of girls would do anything to land some of the roles I’ve had. Grr, got to get off this line of thought. I wonder what time Fresh Grocer closes; chocolate soymilk sounds really good right now, and I finished up my carton the other day. Maybe pineapple juice will make it better. Man, how does everyone in this suite have chocolate except for me? And why is no one else here so I can ask permission to steal it?
Meanwhile, someone linked me to this alternative Chosen script. Uh, spoiler alert for anyone it may concern. In its own way, it clears up some ambiguous or otherwise unresolved stuff (or stuff that had other fanon explanations beforehand), but also tends to beat the reader over the head with the tieing of several aforementioned threads. And I might never be able to forgive Joss if it was The First in the “fade out on Buffy and Spike standing at opposite sides of the basement” scene rather than the real Buffy. Hmph.
In other news, Jewel Staite is adoreable.
Here endeth tonight’s moodswing. :D
Cyth posted this link to some behind the scenes shots from Serenity. W00t!
Meanwhile, just got back from auditions. Since the invention of the musical theatre audition there have been five that were deemed the most laughable, most pathetic, most ridiculous. This one left them all behind.
I was very pleased with the quality of my voice, and my scales were truly a force to be reckoned with, but it turned out I had been practicing my song in the wrong key, so I had to belt it when I intended to sing it in my head voice. And because I wasn’t used to belting, I wasn’t sure where my break point would be, so to be safe I sang the high notes in my head voice, which sounded weak in comparison with the belt. Wah. And also I kind of flubbed the lyrics at one point and had to start the line over. Durrr. Oh well, there’s always next semester, and there’s always “Annie Get Your Gun.” Sigh.
“The opposite of war isn’t peace, it’s creation.” –Mark, “La Vie Boheme,” Rent
Cliquez-ici! My unbelievably belated collab with Glockgal! Man, as soon as I finish the several dozen things screaming at me from my to do list, I want to collab with her again. Now that I know she knows I exist and all that. :D
Mmm, fandom. It’s like one big mutual admiration society.
This made me snort water up my nose. Several times. I had to put the water away before I could read more, because it’s just that funny. Rowboat Veterans For Truth!
Thanks to viola_dreamwalk and her lovely Swing Voters for Kerry community.
Dude. The stupid, evil math class I was scowling about yesterday? I just completely ownzed the recitation today. I was Hermione in potions class, but without the buck teeth. After answering out the first two problems, I started holding back and waiting for a minute before putting my hand up, in order to let others answer.
Life is so good!
Also, I switched out the textbook I had been mistakenly sent, I got a new bookbag (as I don’t want to use the satchel I usually use for carrying my laptop, and my bag from last year broke), and I got the other notebooks and such necessary for the semester, and all is good! Currently trying to decide what to paint on the back of the bag, as it has a big, lovely blank space itching to be filled by something fannish.
And best of all? It’s the weekend! Woo!
Ko and I need a button that says “Gravy boat veterans for truth.” Also, the best hypothetical political debate ever would be Ashcroft vs. Flan. The dessert, I mean.
In the meantime, I have two books for my Film History class. One is a hulking 824 pages and weighs about the same as a small dog. The other is a dinky 189 pages and could be eaten by the other for breakfast. They cost nearly the same price. The little one cost 10% more. I don’t pretend to understand this, but I am soothed by its cover, which has hobbits on it. Weathertop. With Billeh in the front. Mmm, hobbits. Out of curiosity, I looked up Lord of the Rings in the index, and found that it was only mentioned once, and in passing reference of no consequence in the introduction. I don’t pretend to understand that, either.
I also don’t pretend to understand evil, procrastinating Math teachers who change the textbook THE DAY BEFORE CLASS STARTS. And then try to be all cute and ask the class if they’ve had a chance to go to the store yet, and everyone says yes, and he holds up the book, and everyone is like “wha?,” then he acts all surprised that his students might actually show initiative and buy their textbooks more than 24 hours before classes begin. AAARG. I hope I still have my receipt.
Not that I have any latent aggravation pent up, that may or may not have anything to do with things I would have rather forgotten three years ago suddenly coming back to haunt me, or anything. Wow, when did this entry get to bitter? I’m actually in a pretty good mood. Ko is the best roommate ever, and I think I burned off at least half of my dinner through laughing. So life is fabulous and good and I’m going to do my computer science homework now, hurrah!
Edit: Okay, apparently somehow I got really confused and projected my confusion onto the rest of the class. It turns out the bookstore sent me the wrong book when I ordered my textbooks online. No idea why I distinctly remember him talking about changing textbooks the day before, yet Ari does not. Weird.