Sunday, April 23, 2006

Science Fiction Fluff #10

Haven't done a Fluff Post for quite some time.
This is Jennifer O'Dell off Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's The Lost World, which Sci Fi used to show every day until recently. It was crap, but it did have velocoraptors and shit.
She's been captured by giant bees and is covered in honey. Cool.

Monday, April 17, 2006

Wedded Bliss

Well, now. I seem to have woken up Married.
Truth be told it was a Groovy affair, good weather, good people, good cake. There is now officially a Mrs Zero. She spoke, I spoke, photographs were taken, we ate, we spoke again. Niowulf spoke of my lurid past.
Mr Ayling gave me cocaine in the bog. There were images of our cats on the tables. Donna cried when she saw my ex-cat Planet's photo. Kid Shirt wore a suit. I drank many glasses of Jack Daniel's.
It was a fine day & night.
Although nobody really got to hear the enchanted cds I had spent weeks painstakingly putting together - but I'm not bitter - I'm just planning to go to everyone's houses individually and play them all through track by track.
We honeymooned in Dublin (best not to refer to England as 'The Mainland' if you ever go) which is a great place as long as you don't want to FUCKING SMOKE ANYWHERE.
Still, I got this:

Plus a few more books, which was lucky considering most of Dublin's secondhand bookshops have closed down. Not, of course, that I was looking for books on my honeymoon..


Ah, well.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

The Staaaag

Well, I survived my Stag Night. I have to thank Pool King Niowulf for organizing everything - the whole affair had a military precision. It was a day and night of pure drinking and macho competition. I got knocked out in the semi-finals of the pool tournament and was Utter Shit at bowling. Still - I had a fabulous evening, even though everybody seemed to forget to book a Wonder Woman In Underwater Gear stripper.
At some point there was food - I think that may have saved us.
Special thanks must go to Nik for not bringing any drugs. Thank God. Apparently he couldn't wake his dealer up that morning.
I even made it to a pulp bookfair today - more of that later.
It's now 9pm and I'm going to bed...I'm very, very tired.