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Omas Limited Edition Phoenix Plated Fountain Pen With Diamonds

Phoenix Pen


The enamel Phoenix, elegant and proud, which dominates the reservoir of the Omas fountain pen "The Trip of the Phoenix" copies this faithfully. The body of the pen too, which comes in four versions, offers four of these colours. However, the metal for the finishings changes: the yellow enamel is combined with platinum, the red with gold, the blue, silver, and the white, bronze. On the top there is a beautiful jade of an intense green which recalls the green of the plumage. The highly original clip is inspired by movement and harmony. The Phoenix flies from Greece to China, from the Parthenon skilfully reproduced on the cap, to the Summer Palace, symbolically miniaturized on the nib, bringing together for the Olympics two great civilisations whose influence has been fundamental to the development of humanity. Though geographically distant, they have both given the world wisdom, philosophy, art and innovation. This small masterpiece comes in a precious wood case, and its production has been entrusted, as always, to craftsmen and artists with unquestioned experience over many long years.


"FREE SHIPPING"? For that price, a phoenix had better fly straight to my fucking house to deliver this pen personally.

As usual, the reviews are the best part.
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Toddler smacking cat

So awesome. I can't stop watching.

In other news, I passed my shodan test and am now officially a black belt, and my OF novel is about to go under the knives of impartial critters who do not know me from any other wannabe SF author. Whee! Let the evisceration begin!

Have not been playing much go lately, but I have been reading through books of life-and-death problems. They're better than sudoku or crossword puzzles!
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Alan Moore, I loved Miracleman and your run on Swamp Thing, and I liked Watchmen too, though it wasn't that great. But all your compulsive urge to shit on everything proves is that you can produce shit.

So, anyway, now he's going to shit on Harry Potter.

First of all, dude, Lev Grossman already did that.

Also, so did The Onion, and they were funnier.
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Alan Moore, I loved Miracleman and your run on Swamp Thing, and I liked Watchmen too, though it wasn't that great. But all your compulsive urge to shit on everything proves is that you can produce shit.

So, anyway, now he's going to shit on Harry Potter.

First of all, dude, Lev Grossman already did that.

Also, so did The Onion, and they were funnier.
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It wants to be Lord of the Flies + Austin Powers; it's actually Mean Girls + LiveJournal.


Beauty Queens

Scholastic, 2011, 396 pages




The fifty contestants in the Miss Teen Dream pageant thought this was going to be a fun trip to the beach, where they could parade in their state-appropriate costumes and compete in front of the cameras. But sadly, their airplane had another idea, crashing on a desert island and leaving the survivors stranded with little food, little water, and practically no eyeliner.

What's a beauty queen to do? Continue to practice for the talent portion of the program - or wrestle snakes to the ground? Get a perfect tan - or learn to run wild? And what should happen when the sexy pirates show up?

Welcome to the heart of non-exfoliated darkness. Your tour guide? None other than Libba Bray, the hilarious, sensational, Printz Award-winning author of A Great and Terrible Beauty and Going Bovine. The result is a novel that will make you laugh, make you think, and make you never see beauty the same way again.


So very earnest and precious and mildly amusing, but not half as smart as it thinks it is and it treats its audience as being not half as smart as they are. )

Verdict: Snarky snarkety snark snark snarkingly. Beauty Queens is unsubtly, anviliciously funny, and you will probably agree with the messages and maybe even chuckle a little. But it's not a serious book; the plot does not wear even a G-string of plausibility, and it's more like reading someone's collection of humorous fanfic outtakes than a novel. It also assumes that the audience is denser than Miss Mississippi and must have every message reinforced, underlined, and highlighted, making it the sort of joke where half the time the teller ruins it by explaining the punchline. This is a book for people who like their socially-aware satire delivered liked anvils launched from a catapult.




My complete list of book reviews.
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It wants to be Lord of the Flies + Austin Powers; it's actually Mean Girls + LiveJournal.


Beauty Queens

Scholastic, 2011, 396 pages




The fifty contestants in the Miss Teen Dream pageant thought this was going to be a fun trip to the beach, where they could parade in their state-appropriate costumes and compete in front of the cameras. But sadly, their airplane had another idea, crashing on a desert island and leaving the survivors stranded with little food, little water, and practically no eyeliner.

What's a beauty queen to do? Continue to practice for the talent portion of the program - or wrestle snakes to the ground? Get a perfect tan - or learn to run wild? And what should happen when the sexy pirates show up?

Welcome to the heart of non-exfoliated darkness. Your tour guide? None other than Libba Bray, the hilarious, sensational, Printz Award-winning author of A Great and Terrible Beauty and Going Bovine. The result is a novel that will make you laugh, make you think, and make you never see beauty the same way again.


So very earnest and precious and mildly amusing, but not half as smart as it thinks it is and it treats its audience as being not half as smart as they are. )

Verdict: Snarky snarkety snark snark snarkingly. Beauty Queens is unsubtly, anviliciously funny, and you will probably agree with the messages and maybe even chuckle a little. But it's not a serious book; the plot does not wear even a G-string of plausibility, and it's more like reading someone's collection of humorous fanfic outtakes than a novel. It also assumes that the audience is denser than Miss Mississippi and must have every message reinforced, underlined, and highlighted, making it the sort of joke where half the time the teller ruins it by explaining the punchline. This is a book for people who like their socially-aware satire delivered liked anvils launched from a catapult.




My complete list of book reviews.
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'Cause he asked for it.

Pepper Spraying Twilight
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'Cause he asked for it.

Pepper Spraying Twilight
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The zany, nerdy sci-fi classic about the meaning of life.


The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

Pan, 1979, 216 pages




Seconds before the Earth is demolished to make way for a galactic freeway, Arthur Dent is plucked off the planet by his friend Ford Prefect, a researcher for the revised edition of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy who, for the last fifteen years, has been posing as an out-of-work actor.

Together this dynamic pair begin a journey through space aided by quotes from The Hitchhiker's Guide ("A towel is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have") and a galaxy-full of fellow travelers: Zaphod Beeblebrox--the two-headed, three-armed ex-hippie and totally out-to-lunch president of the galaxy; Trillian, Zaphod's girlfriend (formally Tricia McMillan), whom Arthur tried to pick up at a cocktail party once upon a time zone; Marvin, a paranoid, brilliant, and chronically depressed robot; Veet Voojagig, a former graduate student who is obsessed with the disappearance of all the ballpoint pens he bought over the years.

Where are these pens? Why are we born? Why do we die? Why do we spend so much time between wearing digital watches? For all the answers stick your thumb to the stars. And don't forget to bring a towel!


Don't panic! )

Verdict: Does The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy deserve to be on the list of 1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die? It probably earned its place mostly for its prominent place in popular culture. It's been responsible for the naming of everything from IBM supercomputers to online translation engines, so its influence has certainly broken into the mainstream. But it's also a witty, clever, funny book that probably fills other people who are not me with happiness and joy; if you like this kind of humor, then Douglas Adams is at the top of his class. He packed a hell of a lot of funny and a pretty decent story into a very short book. So in that respect, HHG is an achievement that probably deserves its place on the [livejournal.com profile] books1001 list. Great literature, no, but a science fiction novel that remains popular and in print for over 30 years has proven staying power, and I think it has a reasonable chance of being remembered and read a hundred years from now.

This was my eleventh assignment for the [livejournal.com profile] books1001 challenge.
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The zany, nerdy sci-fi classic about the meaning of life.


The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

Pan, 1979, 216 pages




Seconds before the Earth is demolished to make way for a galactic freeway, Arthur Dent is plucked off the planet by his friend Ford Prefect, a researcher for the revised edition of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy who, for the last fifteen years, has been posing as an out-of-work actor.

Together this dynamic pair begin a journey through space aided by quotes from The Hitchhiker's Guide ("A towel is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have") and a galaxy-full of fellow travelers: Zaphod Beeblebrox--the two-headed, three-armed ex-hippie and totally out-to-lunch president of the galaxy; Trillian, Zaphod's girlfriend (formally Tricia McMillan), whom Arthur tried to pick up at a cocktail party once upon a time zone; Marvin, a paranoid, brilliant, and chronically depressed robot; Veet Voojagig, a former graduate student who is obsessed with the disappearance of all the ballpoint pens he bought over the years.

Where are these pens? Why are we born? Why do we die? Why do we spend so much time between wearing digital watches? For all the answers stick your thumb to the stars. And don't forget to bring a towel!


Don't panic! )

Verdict: Does The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy deserve to be on the list of 1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die? It probably earned its place mostly for its prominent place in popular culture. It's been responsible for the naming of everything from IBM supercomputers to online translation engines, so its influence has certainly broken into the mainstream. But it's also a witty, clever, funny book that probably fills other people who are not me with happiness and joy; if you like this kind of humor, then Douglas Adams is at the top of his class. He packed a hell of a lot of funny and a pretty decent story into a very short book. So in that respect, HHG is an achievement that probably deserves its place on the [livejournal.com profile] books1001 list. Great literature, no, but a science fiction novel that remains popular and in print for over 30 years has proven staying power, and I think it has a reasonable chance of being remembered and read a hundred years from now.

This was my eleventh assignment for the [livejournal.com profile] books1001 challenge.
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Because I don't do tumblr, this is amusing enough to repost:


The Harry Potter Novels According to Narcissa Malfoy:



1. Narcissa Malfoy and He’s Not Going To Durmstrang
2. Narcissa Malfoy and What Happened to Our House Elf, Lucius?
3. Narcissa Malfoy and and The Injury of her Poor Baby
4. Narcissa Malfoy and the Time She Had Something Foul-Smelling Under Her Nose
5. Narcissa Malfoy and the Time Her Sister Broke Out of Azkaban and Came to Live in Her House
6. Narcissa Malfoy and He’s Just a Boy
7. Narcissa Malfoy and That Time She Saved the World



Ms. Grimm seems to be the clear winner in the character poll. You can still vote, though: I may commission more than one illustration. ;)

And uh, gosh, I guess I'd better finish my [livejournal.com profile] pphpficexchange fic. >..> (This is the last time I sign up for anything with a deadline...)
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Because I don't do tumblr, this is amusing enough to repost:


The Harry Potter Novels According to Narcissa Malfoy:



1. Narcissa Malfoy and He’s Not Going To Durmstrang
2. Narcissa Malfoy and What Happened to Our House Elf, Lucius?
3. Narcissa Malfoy and and The Injury of her Poor Baby
4. Narcissa Malfoy and the Time She Had Something Foul-Smelling Under Her Nose
5. Narcissa Malfoy and the Time Her Sister Broke Out of Azkaban and Came to Live in Her House
6. Narcissa Malfoy and He’s Just a Boy
7. Narcissa Malfoy and That Time She Saved the World



Ms. Grimm seems to be the clear winner in the character poll. You can still vote, though: I may commission more than one illustration. ;)

And uh, gosh, I guess I'd better finish my [livejournal.com profile] pphpficexchange fic. >..> (This is the last time I sign up for anything with a deadline...)
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One-line summary: Seinfeld in 1960s New Orleans. Okay, not really, but like that. Kind of except not. GAH I CAN'T EVEN



Reviews:

Amazon: Average: 4.2. Mode: 5 stars (66%).
Goodreads: Average: 3.87. Mode: 5 stars (39%)


"A green hunting cap squeezed the top of the fleshy balloon of a head. The green earflaps, full of large ears and uncut hair and the fine bristles that grew in the ears themselves, stuck out on either side like turn signals indicating two directions at once. Full, pursed lips protruded beneath the bushy black moustache and, at their corners, sank into little folds filled with disapproval and potato chip crumbs."

Meet Ignatius J. Reilly, the hero of John Kennedy Toole's tragicomic tale, A Confederacy of Dunces. This 30-year-old medievalist lives at home with his mother in New Orleans, pens his magnum opus on Big Chief writing pads he keeps hidden under his bed, and relays to anyone who will listen the traumatic experience he once had on a Greyhound Scenicruiser bound for Baton Rouge. ("Speeding along in that bus was like hurtling into the abyss.") But Ignatius's quiet life of tyrannizing his mother and writing his endless comparative history screeches to a halt when he is almost arrested by the overeager Patrolman Mancuso--who mistakes him for a vagrant--and then involved in a car accident with his tipsy mother behind the wheel. One thing leads to another, and before he knows it, Ignatius is out pounding the pavement in search of a job.


Die, Ignatius J. Reilly, die! )

Verdict: I think it's hard to be lukewarm about this book; either you're going to love it or you're going to think it was a waste of your time. I'm gonna go with "waste of time," except that since it's so highly-regarded, one of those Books Everyone Should Read, it's worth giving a try. Either you'll join the fan club, or at least you'll be able to say you read it.
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One-line summary: Seinfeld in 1960s New Orleans. Okay, not really, but like that. Kind of except not. GAH I CAN'T EVEN



Reviews:

Amazon: Average: 4.2. Mode: 5 stars (66%).
Goodreads: Average: 3.87. Mode: 5 stars (39%)


"A green hunting cap squeezed the top of the fleshy balloon of a head. The green earflaps, full of large ears and uncut hair and the fine bristles that grew in the ears themselves, stuck out on either side like turn signals indicating two directions at once. Full, pursed lips protruded beneath the bushy black moustache and, at their corners, sank into little folds filled with disapproval and potato chip crumbs."

Meet Ignatius J. Reilly, the hero of John Kennedy Toole's tragicomic tale, A Confederacy of Dunces. This 30-year-old medievalist lives at home with his mother in New Orleans, pens his magnum opus on Big Chief writing pads he keeps hidden under his bed, and relays to anyone who will listen the traumatic experience he once had on a Greyhound Scenicruiser bound for Baton Rouge. ("Speeding along in that bus was like hurtling into the abyss.") But Ignatius's quiet life of tyrannizing his mother and writing his endless comparative history screeches to a halt when he is almost arrested by the overeager Patrolman Mancuso--who mistakes him for a vagrant--and then involved in a car accident with his tipsy mother behind the wheel. One thing leads to another, and before he knows it, Ignatius is out pounding the pavement in search of a job.


Die, Ignatius J. Reilly, die! )

Verdict: I think it's hard to be lukewarm about this book; either you're going to love it or you're going to think it was a waste of your time. I'm gonna go with "waste of time," except that since it's so highly-regarded, one of those Books Everyone Should Read, it's worth giving a try. Either you'll join the fan club, or at least you'll be able to say you read it.
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I knew a guy once who was an audio-engineer for some very high-end venues. He did shows in Vegas, major rock concerts, and was one of the folks in charge of the sound and lighting for the Democratic National Convention. He really knew his stuff.

Ask him about the "audiophiles" who buy super-expensive gold-plated speaker cables for their twenty-thousand dollar home entertainment systems and wank endlessly about how much clearer and purer and more refined the sound is, as opposed to that produced by lesser materials, and he would just laugh his ass off.

With that note, I present to you: the AudioQuest K2 terminated speaker cable - UST plugs 8' (2.44m) pair. Amazon price: $6800. (And free shipping!)

After you've picked your jaw up off the floor, though, you really have to read the product reviews.

(Originally seen on Making Light.)
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I knew a guy once who was an audio-engineer for some very high-end venues. He did shows in Vegas, major rock concerts, and was one of the folks in charge of the sound and lighting for the Democratic National Convention. He really knew his stuff.

Ask him about the "audiophiles" who buy super-expensive gold-plated speaker cables for their twenty-thousand dollar home entertainment systems and wank endlessly about how much clearer and purer and more refined the sound is, as opposed to that produced by lesser materials, and he would just laugh his ass off.

With that note, I present to you: the AudioQuest K2 terminated speaker cable - UST plugs 8' (2.44m) pair. Amazon price: $6800. (And free shipping!)

After you've picked your jaw up off the floor, though, you really have to read the product reviews.

(Originally seen on Making Light.)

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