"It's the old, old story - droid meets droid, droid becomes chameleon, droid loses chameleon, chameleon turns into blob, droid gets blob back again. Blob meets blob, blob goes off with blob and droid loses blob, chameleon and droid. How many times have we seen that story?"
- Kryten (Camille
No, not a repost as such, just a reminder to myself that she did it to me again, and I shouldn't allow it to happen in the future!
"It's the old, old story - droid meets droid, droid becomes chameleon,
droid loses chameleon, chameleon turns into blob, droid gets blob back
again. Blob meets blob, blob goes off with blob and droid loses blob,
chameleon and droid. How many times have we seen that story?"
A bit of a two-for-one today, another 'find' I'm afraid as I haven't really got my life together enough to dream up anything that passes as original content.
1) Badass of the Week Funny, well researched as far as I can tell, and highly educational. Tongue in cheek mini bio's of characters, animals, things, both real and fictional - the only rule.... They're all Badass. Favourites I've read so far include M3, and a bit of a hero for me, Nikolai Tesla.
2) 21 Sikhs Today is the 12th September*, and on that day 1897 21 Sikhs held out to the last man in a mud walled fortlette Saragarhi in nothern India against a ravenning hoard of at least 10,000 armed Asians. They held out long enough to warn the more substantial forts to either side, and for the British regiments to do their thing. Since then the day has been celebrated by Sikhs, and perhaps randomly, the British and Indian Polo teams.
* I'm increasingly discounting coincidences - as in they aren't really coincidences.
Can't say I'll be able to keep this up, but tbh I'm tired of using it as my home/launch page and seeing the the same damned half arsed articles.
To the terrific twelve... Well, I'm guessing I've just fallen to the bottom of your reading list by now!
I'm not from the USA, but I have a more than passing interest in the (sorry) joke of a politcal system. I'm fond of the Colbert Report, Dan Carlson, and anyone else who really wants to stir shit up. I'm not saying the British system is any better mind you, it's probably that (like many other things across the pond) everything is taken to the extreme, larger than life, more combative, scarier, and televised.
Is it wrong that I gained a decent amount of glee in the look on the GW manager's face when I asnwered his standard series of greeting questions? "So what are you working on?"
"Deathwing" "Ravenwing" "Sons of Malice" "Midwar British" "Late war Fallschirmjager"
*rabbit in headlights*
As an aside, and probably of more, if repeated, relevence... In GW Gloucester they had a display of their new fangled 'Fine cast' examples, glued together. He said that he hadn't seen any miscasts in his purchases, I should have asked how many returns he'd had. Anyway, these examples were covered in mould lines. Granted, many of them were surface joins, but some of them were those annoying shifted mould type, where you have to work hard to join the sides together without buggering the detail.
These are supposed to be brand new moulds! They're already wearing out. Doesn't bode well in my mind for the near future.
To anyone who doesn't know the famous speech, it was my vague hint that I'm getting into Flames of War. So much so, that I'm booked into the Devizes Distrct Wargames Group's annual show Attack! There's a 1750 point North Africa / Eastern Front tournament over the weekend, and I'll be taking... Ok, should put that in a seperate post with some pictures and stuff. And on to what I actually wanted to share with you...
"Even though large tracts of Europe and many old and famous States have fallen or may fall into the grip of the Gestapo and all the odious apparatus of Nazi rule, we shall not flag or fail. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender, and if, which I do not for a moment believe, this island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in God's good time, the new world, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old."