YOU CAN'T TRIPLE-STAMP A DOUBLE STAMP!

veronamay done made me this and oh, my god! She managed to pick possibly my favourite reaction shot in any season of Blackadder EVER, the one that I can't watch without replaying at least five times, that is if I can stop laughing enough to find the rewind button.

It's been weirdly, horribly busy for me lately. Until I got on this afternoon I hadn't even checked my email or lj since Friday. FRIDAY. The withdrawl was looking pretty ugly there for a bit.

This weekend just gone Amnesty International Australia had a Youth Conference that ran for three really packed days. Mostly for high-school kids but I sneaked in under the radar. Some great workshops, especially one regarding activism via various forms of art, and some great speakers, especially Penny Wong, senator for South Australia, who gives me hope for the Labor Party. Plus I had two twenty-firsts to go to, one on Friday and one on Saturday. At the latter lainy122 and I got TOTALLY wasted (my most vivid memory is the startlingly pretty colour that a diet of cheap red wine and bad pizza makes your vomit. TMI?) and then I had to drive us home at some ridiculously early hour because I was helping out in one of the workshops at the conference. I felt nauseous all day until I had some brilliant, hot, salty, greasy chips from Nando's. Yay for chips!

Veronica Mars is sweeping the TWoP Awards. Fine, I give up, I'll watch the damn show. I think my favourite award was the "No Wonder There's No Cure For Cancer" Award, given to James Wilson for not actually doing any work. Not, as CB says, that we can blame him. Battlestar Galactica did quite well, for which I am happy. (I suggested we watch the BSG 2003 miniseries for our sci-fi/fantasy module in Politics, Power and Popular Culture and was shouted down. I think it would have been perfect. Instead we're watching Gattaca, which, I mean, good movie, but aren't people sick of studying it by now?)

Back to House, I have been on a total Hugh Laurie kick recently. I downloaded seasons 1 & 3 of A Bit of Fry and Laurie and it's brilliant (especially when they wear tights). Not Flying Circus brilliant, but better than most of the shit we see nowdays. In a happy coincidence, I bought the Sense and Sensibility scriptbook (now with added diaries by Emma Thompson--for whom, hilariously, there is no such concept as TMI--and gorgeous, gorgeous photos) a few months ago and now that I've read it I plan to watch it again, even though lainy122 and poor frostmourne and I watched it only recently. It's so damn funny and aw-inducing, though. Also next up is all of Laurie's Blackadder stuff and, damn it, Jeeves and Wooster again. Stephen Fry is just so perfect as Jeeves and no-one plays stupid like Hugh.

Yesterday I got home and found a package from veronamay, containing an episode of Young Indiana Jones and, more importantly, The Amazing Dancing (Mirrored) Codpiece. I absolutely cacked myself watching this. It was one of the funniest, silliest, most bizarrely erotic things I've seen in a long time. I just--I was absolutely flabbergasted at times; I was certainly not expecting it to be so happily, enjoyably ridiculous and over-the-top (is this something that Terry Jones brought for this episode or is it in all of them?). The French, English and Italian agents cracked me up so much. I could barely recognise Sean Patrick Flannery, only having seen him in Boondock Saints before, but BOY can that kid dance gyrate thrust his hips about lewdly signal in Morse code with his mirrored crotch. Lainy--and everyone else--you HAVE to see this. THANKS SO MUCH!!!

Some good news about the environment for a change, even if the viability about the whole thing looks a little doubtful at the end. Pity we totally dropped the ball on that one ourselves.

lainy122, I thought you might find this amusing :-D

Gave up on the War of the Jewels. Love ya, Tolkein, but I'm not there yet. Am reading The Gun Seller by Hugh Laurie atm (didn't even know he'd written it until I jumped into House fandom). It's a little over-explainey but otherwise great fun. The main character is a professional bullshitter and the way he copes with being thrown into a mess he knows absolutely noting about is hilarious. Plus he stubbornly refuses to look like anyone other than Laurie in my head.

I also read The Uncle's Story by Witi Ihimaera on Monday. thanatos666 recommended it to me and it was really good. There was something, I can't quite place it, about the prose style that turned me off a little, but the narrative was so compelling that it didn't really matter. It's about this guy Michael who comes from a very traditional Maori family. One day he comes out to his parents, with the expected explosive result. But at least half the book is actually devoted to his Uncle Sam, also gay, and who fought in Vietnam, whose story Michael slowly uncovers. This book was not only hugely interesting in the way it sheds light on Maori views on things like homosexuality and masculinity and identity and war, it packs a huge emotional punch *and* throws in for free a dollop of Message and Social Commentary about indigenous peoples at the same time. I preferred reading about Sam to reading about Michael, mostly because of the Vietnam stuff which was fascinating, but the Michael stuff was good too. Thanks, Chelle!