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Well, my foot tattoos are done. And will be gorgeous, once the left one heals.
( Cut for possible TMI about tattoo stuff. )
But! My feet have lotuses on! And they are lovely. And there will be pics as soon as the left is presentable, because you don't wanna see it right now.
In other news, much of the household went to Snakes On A Plane, which was about how you'd expect, but which also had a really terrific audience. During the previews, there was a spot for a Bad Horror Movie-- all dust and people muttering inscrutably and screaming teenagers and incongruous 1930s clothing-- and when the title came up it was The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning, and someone in the front just yelled 'AGAIN?!'
She got about as much applause as the first appearance of Samuel L. Jackson.
The household has for a while been debating the possible titles of the inevitable sequel. So far the prize for the most entertaining goes to the boy, for Tarantulas On A Bathysphere. I wouldn't see that movie, as I am absolutely terrified of tarantulas, but I would pay *a lot* to hear Samuel L. Jackson expostulating at the !@#$% tarantulas on his !@#$%! bathysphere.
The prize for Most Likely goes to Thrud's father, for Snakes On Two Planes.
( Cut for possible TMI about tattoo stuff. )
But! My feet have lotuses on! And they are lovely. And there will be pics as soon as the left is presentable, because you don't wanna see it right now.
In other news, much of the household went to Snakes On A Plane, which was about how you'd expect, but which also had a really terrific audience. During the previews, there was a spot for a Bad Horror Movie-- all dust and people muttering inscrutably and screaming teenagers and incongruous 1930s clothing-- and when the title came up it was The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning, and someone in the front just yelled 'AGAIN?!'
She got about as much applause as the first appearance of Samuel L. Jackson.
The household has for a while been debating the possible titles of the inevitable sequel. So far the prize for the most entertaining goes to the boy, for Tarantulas On A Bathysphere. I wouldn't see that movie, as I am absolutely terrified of tarantulas, but I would pay *a lot* to hear Samuel L. Jackson expostulating at the !@#$% tarantulas on his !@#$%! bathysphere.
The prize for Most Likely goes to Thrud's father, for Snakes On Two Planes.
