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Con Blather: Further Confusion 2006

Posted in Moral Corruption on January 25, 2006 by brokenheadphones

I wasn’t actually staying at the hotel during the con, so I kinda feel like I missed a bunch, and I certainly missed the drunken wandering through the hallways at all hours.  I ran into Eric Elliott, one of the Guests of Honour exactly once.  There was much eating though, and some really good conversations (especially with Watts Martin, and some discussion of possible collaboration with fabulous, FABULOUS illustrator Susan Van Camp), and the shopping was great as usual, so I guess it was good overall.

The fursuiters had a huge march through the main halls, and there were hundreds of them.  The first furry convention I went to, ConFurence III, had about 350 attendees.  It looked like there were that many in fursuits this time.  Amazing.  My friends and I realised that we’re so used to seeing fursuits walking around furry conventions, we don’t even notice them anymore unless they’re of an exceptional design.  A decade ago, seeing just one was an event.

I never take any pictures, because furry conventions are such a media-oriented event that pages of photos usually turn up on websites anyway (not to mention the DVDs), but this time I decided to share with you the top five quotes of the con.  All identifying utterances have been removed, in case it was something *I* said:

#5: “This…can only end badly.”

#4: “Our television show will have a message, but without getting into the tanks, the guns, the killing and the blood.”

#3: (The following exchange)  “Who is *that*?”

“I dunno…’Painfully Cute’ is what I’d call it.”

“Yeah.  Yeah, I’m kinda with that.”

“Which part, the cute or the pain?”

“Yes.”

#2: (TIE)  A: “Welllll…that was educational, but not in the way I’d hoped.”

B: “Uh!  Uh!  Ah!  AH!  AAAAAAAGGGGHH!  Check THAT out!”

#1: “I got enough tiger -u— to last ALL YEAR!”

Oh, I did manage to score a pint of Jack Daniel’s, so I guess everything works out in the end…

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Bandes-Dessinees

Posted in Moral Corruption on January 13, 2006 by brokenheadphones

I know that’s spelled wrong: there should be an accent over the second ‘e’ in ‘dessinees’, but while there’s plenty of tutorials on how to get the most use out of WordPress, I didn’t seem to come across one telling me how to add non-English characters.

Anyhow: while moving some records around in an attempt to make some space in which to walk in my record area, I uncovered some comic books I bought while in Europe.  European comic books are very different from the ones we get over here: 48 pages, full colour throughout, and hardbound.  In Europe, comic books are Art.

I tried to find links for these, but most the searches came up blank, so I’ll just write about them.

“Les Trois Cheveux Blancs” by Hausman and Yann seemed to be an allegory about hunting, told in twin tales of a redhead struggling to get out of a podunk village, and her pet vixen.

“L’Anti-Jole” (accent aigu over the ‘o’, for you Francophones), by Cabaness, was apparently an allegory on French colonialism; I didn’t realise that when I bought it, I thought it was a surrealist freakout with furries.

While also not surrealist, Tramber’s “Pas de Cadeau a Gromago” nonetheless contains many references to Dali, as it collects the futuristic adventures of a couple of part-time crooks.

“Les Lumieres de Amalou” is a huge, sprawling work, something like 300 pages, about a chase for a magician’s diary in a steampunk world populated by both humans and anthropomorphic animals.  It cost me 60 Euros, and as I look at it now I realise I didn’t finish reading it.  I’ll rectify that after I finish ‘Moby Dick’.

I never even started Crisse’s “Atalante”, so I can’t even tell you what it’s about, except that it takes place in a world based on Greek mythology.

Along with all the French comics, I found, wrapped in Sinterklaas gift paper (meaning I got them in either the Netherlands or northern Belgium, and that I probably got them on the tour where the ‘Infamous Nijmegen Sinterklaas Incident’ ocurred), two volumes of one of my favourite furry comics, Sokal’s “Canardo”.  I haven’t read them yet, but I will before bed tonight.  Okay, ‘read’ is a relative term here, as these are in Dutch, and while I CAN read French, Dutch is, alas, not one of my strong points.

Since i know there will be questions, I should probably point interested parties at this, which was the inspiration for what became the ‘Infamous Nijmegen Sinterklaas Incident’.  The smart ones amongst you will be able to figure out what happened just by listening…

I had trouble figuring out where to file this post: Uncategorised?  Reviews?  In the end, after mentioning the Nijmegen incident, I realised where it had to go…

Movie Trailers

Posted in Infectious Agents, Moral Corruption on January 4, 2006 by brokenheadphones

While at the aforementioned flick, I saw trailers for “Ice Age 2” (more of the same but that’s okay), “Pirates of the Caribbean 2” (most likely more of the same but this time I don’t care because I fuckin’ LOVED the first one: Best Pirate Movie Ever, sez me), and a film version of the comic strip “Over The Hedge” which looks like it’ll be pretty good, and features Wanda Sykes as a skunk, which pretty much insures that I’ll never look at her the same way ever again.  I’ll more than likely see all three of these.

Posted in Moral Corruption on December 4, 2005 by brokenheadphones

I was on the phone with a friend when I walked by the TV and saw a bit of the film “The Joker Is Wild” starring Frank Sinatra. In the scene was a woman whom I was instantly attracted to. The friend and I talked about her, but we couldn’t figure out who she was. (Turns out she was Jeanne Crain.)

While I was searching for a suitable link for Jeanne Crain, I happed across this site, which appears to be a fetish site for glamourous women in opera gloves. (I’m a furry fan; who am *I* to pass judgement on what moves anyone else?) I couldn’t resist peeking at the galleries for Myrna Loy and the Gabor sisters (because ‘those who know me best, know me best’) but in the end it was little more than entertaining, because (furry issues notwithstanding) I am a leg man.

Evil Catgirls Ruin “Daddy’s Special Alone Time”

Posted in Moral Corruption, stfu on November 30, 2005 by brokenheadphones

After the Dirtbombs got back from their last weekend jaunt through Central Canada, I bought a copy of “Sokora Refugees, mainly because I’m hot for Salome. I put it in the book queue and didn’t think about it again until it came up in rotation. Well. SOMEONE ripped about half a dozen pages out of it, and since it’s been over a month since I purchased it, I can’t take it back.

You giggly, bad-Japanese-speaking little hosebags. When the Revolution comes, I plan to head the committee that sees to it you get what’s coming to you.