In the spirit of my previous Tumbl, here’s someone’s brave quest to go through Limbo of the Lost. Documenting (almost) his every step with pichures. It’s pretty funny. I’d read more… but I need sleep before work.
He got into trouble a few years ago for mocking her [J.K. Rowling’s] claim that she did not write fantasy. “I’m not the world’s greatest expert,” he said, “but I would have thought the wizards, witches, trolls … would have given her a clue.” Hate mail ensued.
So now when I bring up Rowling he sits there comically tight-lipped. I get round this by talking about the novelist Margaret Atwood, who displayed similar genre snottiness when she said that Pratchett didn’t write sci-fi but “speculative fiction”.
“Oh good! Right!” he roars, “Well, I’m writing advanced folklore, perhaps – alternative folklore!” He slips into a prissy Atwood persona – “I’m just speculating about the future. It’s got robots in it, but it’s not science fiction.”
A modern, bald genius. I didn’t know he was 60, though.
“Auto designer Giorgetto Giugiaro - who created the bodywork for iconic cars like the Lotus Esprit, De Lorean DMC-12, Maserati Ghibli and Volkswagen Golf - had a memorable reaction upon seeing Triumph’s notoriously ugly TR 7 during the 1975 Geneva Motor Show. After viewing the profile of the car, with the sculpted curve running along the side, he took on a puzzled expression, slowly walked around the car and exclaimed in startlement: “My God! They’ve done it to the other side as well!””—Take That - Television Tropes & Idioms
“I’ve developed a bad habit thanks to Mister Internet, and that involves quickly capturing every image I find that amuses, intrigues, and excites me (in the non-porn way). Like casually ripping pages out of teen magazines, I’ve been tossing these images into a folder on my desktop, which is now bursting at the seams with about 2000 random jpegs. And now I’d like to share some with you.
Unfortunately, I don’t label where the images come from, but I do know that I frequently hit Big Happy Fun House for found photos, The Percy Trout Hour for cheesecake, and Vintage Ads for, well, you know. And a random word search on Flickr or Google Images can lead to hours of fun.”
You know you have royally fucked it up when all of a sudden you have 273 followers and not one of them realized you called them retards to their face twice. Of course there weren’t as many back then, so let’s call every new follower we have since gotten a retard too so they can go on and feel good about themselves.