They say the first year’s the hardest.

Today is the first anniversary of this blog.

I honestly wasn’t sure I would make it this long. I never had before, usually only a month or two.

A lion’s share of why I did this time goes to Diana of Part-Time Monster. If not for her #WeekendCoffeeShare, I would not have a date once a week to try and keep. I would not have learned of the A-Z Challenge (already planning this year’s effort).

And I certainly would not have the traffic that I have been lucky enough to receive and to gain the followers I have. So thanks most heartily, Diana!

And to those followers, many thanks as well. Thank you for stopping by and deciding to stay a bit. Hope I continue making it worth the trip.

Another year starts. Here’s to it being a fun one.

Skal!

Tea & Coffee – #26 – Nice to see ya, 2016

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And a good day. Do not be alarmed by my head cold, I am not contagious. It is not viral but atmospheric. I’ll get like this again when the weather turns hot in a few months.

A quick note, if I may. A horn and hail to Lemmy from Motorhead on his passing. You were a true one off.

So, 2016. Made it thru the first day at work without writing the date wrong, so good there.

Had New Year’s Eve and Day off. Spent much of them watching The Walking Dead marathon. One ep I love just for the chance to hear Andrew Lincoln’s real accent.

Went to a friend’s house for the actual turn of the year. It was a quieter affaire then they usually put on so a nice change. I have declared 2016 to be the year of representing the House so bought a set of bracelets.

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Gave out the other three to friends and declared them Head of their respective Houses.

Best part of the night was seeing me best mate get nicely sauced as she’s usually the DD. But we had planned ahead to cab it home so she got to partake.

And got to at last see the Sherlock Christmas special, The Abominable Bride, and it was wonderful. The ep was set back in Victorian England with such a twist at the end that could only have been done by such Sherlock geeks as Monsieurs Moffat and Gatiss. Will be trying to catch it at the cinema Tuesday next.

Made it thru my first book for the reading challenge, review to come. But can’t seem to find the next that I know I own so going to have to hit the library and see if they do. So skipping down to the next one I can lay hands on.

By the by, I should inquire as to whether the size of the pics I post are too large and I should size them appropriately. Just that I tend to send them from my phone so bit harder to do so. But if it aggravates will make the effort.

So this might be large, but it deserves to be. Welcome 2016. Let’s see what ya got.

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Tea & Coffee – #25 – Love the Force

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As we met today, I am still a little abuzz. For I saw The Force Awakens on Thursday. And loved it!

Relax, no spoilers. I’m not that big of an arse. Plus Captain Solo himself has spoken against that.

The one thing I will tell you to expect when you see it (you are going to see it, right?) is the giggles are back. Those little moments that were in the first series but seem to be lacking in the second have returned.

Some people have not been as impressed with it, I hear. I can only shake my head at this and feel sorry for them.

I have seen it referred to as a love letter to the original series and I agree. From the opening credits I was that four year old kid again, flying around that galaxy for the first time. There was inner squeeing at the heroics and mouth agape at the dangers.

I might try to squeeze in another viewing of it on Tuesday, or possibly this next weekend, we’ll see. In 3D again of course. I always pick the 3D option at the theatre, since not going to see it that way when buy the DVD.

It was perfect in my eyes and love all the box office records it’s breaking.

It was my present to myself and hard pressed to ask for a better.

Speaking of presents, only one last gift card to buy and done. Got off easy this year, all simple gifts.

And have a book recommendation. Rules for a Knight by Ethan Hawke. Yup, the actor. It’s his third book. A knight writes to his four children and passes on the life lessons taught to him, on the eve of a battle he feels he will not survive. Give it a look.

Well, you’re probably got some last minute things to do, so I’ll let you go. Enjoy the holidays and see you on the other side if you make it. One step closer to the new year.

The Force Beckons

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You must understand, with movies like those of the MCU (Marvel Cinematic Universe) with a large fanbase, I will usually wait til after opening weekend to let the true fan boys and girls go first. I know enough of that ‘verse to follow the story but I couldn’t give chapter and verse to many storylines.

But this, this is different. Yes, there is the whole extended canon from the books that I only have a fleeting knowledge of. Which more than likely will not be referenced and I will be able to discover any such instances afterwards.

I was four and a few months when A New Hope came out. My best memory is thinking how big the Senate ship was as it flew over. Then shrinking down in my seat as the Star Destroyer came into view.

The original trilogy was probably my first fandom, before we truly knew of the concept. I dressed as Leia a couple of Halloweens in a row. I had the novelization of The Empire Strikes Back. When I was older I made a crappy attempt at doing a model of the Millennium Falcon.

I bought the DVDs when they came out and winced at some of the changes. (HAN SHOT FIRST!) 

And now we are returning to that world. To an older, wiser Luke, Leia, and Han. To the Falcon soaring once again. And to the Dark Side showing the war is not over.

I had resigned myself to waiting til next week to seeing the movie, due to work. Then a chance catching of a commercial last night let me know that today, on my day off, was opening day.

I cannot tell you the last time I was at the opening weekend of a movie. But the fact that I am able to be at this one gives me no end of delight.

I will buy the big popcorn tonight. I will visit friends I had not thought to see again.

And I will remember how it was – a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.

Early Literary Forays

So my grade school did this thing where we would write a story and it would be made into a hard cover book that could be checked out like a library book. Then we got to take it home.

I found my 2nd and 4th grade books a while back. Not sure what happened to the one from 3rd grade, or to my taste in genres.

A fave author in 2nd grade was Beatrix Potter, and it kinda shows. Don’t remember who I was reading in 4th grade, but not as warm and fuzzy. Definitely a precursor to my later tastes. I can only imagine what the typist thought while doing my story.

So here, I suppose, are my first ‘published’ efforts, interesting puncuation included. I don’t even know how much editing was done to our stories, probably just spelling from the looks of them.

 

Fluffy – 2nd Grade

Once there was a squirrel named Fluffy who lived with his mother and father.

They lived in an old pine tree.

Every summer they would gather nuts for the long winter.

This is hard work, too.

None of them would do it alone because it was too hard for one to do all by himself.

So they all did it together .

Then when all the work was done, they’d go home for the long winter.

and wait for spring to come.

 

The Adventures In Witchland – 4th Grade

Once a long time ago, there was a boy named Joseph who always wanted to go to Witchland.

It was a place far off where witches would give gold to those who out-smarted them.  But those who didn’t were fed to the witches’ pet dogs, who fed on human flesh.

So Joseph went on his adventures, for he knew he could out-smart the witches.  He travelled through the galaxy until he reached the other side.

There he looked for a planet that was gray and dull.  He found it, and went in for a landing.

He went to find the witches and get some gold, but they found him instead.  He told them what he came for, so they gave him a number of tests, which he answered all correctly, which stunned the witches, for no one was able to out-smart them.

Then came the last test, which no one was able to pass.  That was for Joseph to go throught the River of Death and bring back three souls and the skulls of three people who had tried to get the gold, but had been eaten by the dogs and sent there.

Joseph went on a boat across the river, which started to rock and toss about.  But Joseph hung on and made it across.

He then looked around and found a cave which had a sign that said, “All who enter here shall not exit”.  He read it but wasn’t afraid of it.  He went in the cave and found it was dark and spooky and cold.

He struck a match that he had and looked around.  He gasped at what he saw, for there were headless skeletons digging at their graves.  He knew that he couldn’t get past them without looking like them, so he made a cape-like cloak to look like them.

He walked in there and started to dig at the dirt, and found three skulls and souls.  He ran with them and tore off his cloak.  He jumped into the boat and started across the river to the other side, made it, found the witches, and got the gold.

He started home, where the people had heard all about his adventures, and held a party in his honor.

Tea & Coffee – #24 – Procrastination & Accents

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It’s a cool day outside. There’s more of a Fall feel than Winter to the day. A nice day for a cuppa.

The second week of the experiment was less successful than the first. But my body decided to be all out of sorts this week. Nothing major, just weird aches and cold spells. Like it was adjusting itself to something, but I have no idea what. Had the suspicion it’s the onset of the Change. Nearing 43, so reckon it’s a possibility. Or just my body being weird.

I have three books I must read this month or face a fate (for me) worse than death. The Silmarillion, Book of Lost Tales, vol. 1, and A Game of Thrones. Each would probably just take me a day each to get thru if I just sat meself down and read them.

As you’ve probably noticed, procrastination is ever a companion of mine. It’s gotten me bitten in the ass more than once, but mostly it’s just annoying. The true thing is the number of times I’ve been able to pull things out of my ass at the eleventh hour for the save that leads to me not working on the procrastination.

I forget how long they say you have to do a thing before it becomes a habit. But I do know there are aspects to my personality that are there because they were the conscious that became the unconscious. It can be done. Just always easier when you’re not putting the thought into doing it. When it’s not staring you in the face, daring ya.

Part of me wishes I knew another language, but I would also not mind just knowing another accent honestly. That ‘honestly’ is not in the sense of ‘to tell the truth’ but as in ‘come by another accent honestly’. See, my regular speaking voice has been throwing people off my whole life.

At a very age, I had allergy induced earaches that actually cut my hearing by near half for a time before coming back to normal. So, growing up I had people wondering if I was from New York City, though which borough I cannot say.

Then I would get other guesses. New Jersey. One girl asked me if I was Italian from either Pittsburgh or Philadelphia, I cannot remember which, cause I talked just like a guy she knew who was.

I’ve also gotten two votes for Austria. One kid went thru a list a couple of months back of German, Italian, Switzerland, and one other. Another girl couldn’t even proper guess and made a wild grab of Arabic but her face said how lacking a choice that was.

I have confused a clerk by asking for quarters and had to over pronounce it before being understood. When I ask at work if they want to use the ‘payroll’ option to pay, some hear ‘eggroll’ or ‘the table’ instead.

And I know I’ve added to how my accent is. If there’s an interesting sound to a word, I’ll say it that way. And if you get told you speak in a way repeatedly (NYC), then you tend to hit those sounds a bit more. And I throw in an occasional foreign word here and there.

And like many others, I will do bad impressions of movie accents. Usually Russian/former Eastern Block and English ones.

But if I could, I would like to try and work on a Yorkshire accent, or neighboring Lancashire. And yeah, mostly cause of two blokes.

From Lancashire comes me Doctor, the Ninth, Christopher Eccleston.

From Yorkshire comes, of course, Sean Bean.

Mind you, if was true ambitious, I might give Sir Patrick Stewart’s old accent a whirl.

http://www.wimp.com/yorkshiredialect/

Join the others for a cuppa

Drabble – Ship

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Before you slip into unconsciousness
I’d like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss

I can’t help it, I think of the song whenever I see it.

There’s not a regular schedule to its appearances. No hints as to when it will show. And it has never come close for me to see anyone on board.

It’s usually on calm nights like this. Late at night.

I’ve tried to be casual about asking other people if they’ve seen it. Not so that if they haven’t, they won’t think I’m crazy. But so they won’t go looking for it. Maybe do something to make it stop coming around.

I want to keep it for myself.