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National Poetry Month
Wednesday 4th April 2007 8:55 pm

April is National Poetry Month, so when you see this, post a poem you like on your blog.

My favourite poem from my favourite book:

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Doctor Who
Thursday 1st June 2006 7:56 pm

I'm partway through Resurrection of the Daleks on DVD at the moment, which is a Peter Davison one with Tegan and Turlough. It's entirely possible that there's a plot but I haven't been able to find it yet. So I have no idea what's going on and don't care either.

I just listened to the Big Finish audio The Game, courtesy of Sel. That's Peter Davison but with Nyssa and I really enjoyed it. It proves what I was saying in the pub on Monday that he's an interesting Doctor with one companion (I haven't got as far as Turlough or Peri yet) but two or three is too many.

I also listened to the second half of Night Thoughts. It was quite creepy and a bit weird but I enjoyed it. There is a point towards the end when the Doctor locks Ace and the Bursar (who just made me think of Unseen University, which didn't help) in the cellar to protect them from the zombie that might be roaming around. Bet you couldn't guess where the zombie is.


I also did some writing today. After Aervir challenged me I wrote a drabble for the latest Tolkien Weekly challenge: Hobbits in Trees.

Ann wanted a limerick. I spent all day procrastinating and ended up writing three. I couldn't resist the obvious for Sam, who at least had a name that looked like it rhymed with plenty of things. And after writing two LOTR I thought I'd do a Doctor Who one, and I make no apologies for using the same rhyme.

There once was a place called Mordor
Which wasn't the same as it oughta'
When it opened its gate
To fangirls and hate
It once more was well-known for torture

There once was a hobbit called Sam
Who was good at cooking ham
But at Frodo's behest
Sam added his request
For of green eggs he was a fan

There once was a man known as Doctor
Whose TARDIS didn't work as it oughta'
Though the choices were vast
He chose to go to the past
And arrived three years in the future

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Saturday 10th April 2004 12:46 pm

fileg mentioned in her lj that it was national poetry month. Then, on a recent episode of Time Trax, Selma recited the first two lines of Jabberwocky and it got me thinking. The only poetry I've read (out of choice) have been comic verse, generally by Lewis Carroll or Edward Lear. I loved the latter's limericks when I was little. I can, though, manage the first verse of Jabberwocky from memory, although I'd have to look up what it means (and my book is currently in a different part of the country to me):

'Twas brillig and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogroves
And the mome raths did outgrabe.

My favourite from Alice in Wonderland/Through the Looking Glass was always The Walrus and The Carpenter though, which does, of course, have the well-known verse:

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

The one other piece that sticks in my mind is this one:

One fine day in the middle of the night
Two dead boys got up to fight
Back to back they faced each other
Drew their swords and shot each other

Which appeals to my slightly warped sense of humour. There was a second verse but I don't know what that is (perhaps I'll try a google search when I've posted this).

In other topics, I am in theory getting things done this weekend that I've been putting off due to being too busy, or recovering from being too busy. Technically, I'm stil recovering being as I now have the office post-overwork cold.

We're 1-all in the tennis and the doubles starts this afternoon. For some strange reason they don't seem to be showing the reverse singles tomorrow though, unless they're assuming we'll beat Luxembourg. We certainly ought to but that's no guarantee.

I'm also going to go and see Starsky and Hutch on Monday. It's cheaper to go to the cinema on a weekday before 5pm than it is any other time - even if it's a bank holiday, which is weird. The cinema isn't shut at all over the weekend - I think the only day they do shut is Christmas Day.

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The Indispensable Person
Wednesday 13th August 2003 7:04 pm

This poem's been going round my head for a while now and I've finally remembered to look it up. I vaguely remember reading it when I was little, although I didn't know what indispensable meant at the time.


Sometimes when you're feeling important,
Sometime when your ego's in bloom,
Sometime when you take it for granted
You're the best qualified in the room,

Sometime when you feel that your going
Would leave an unfillable hole,
Just follow these simple directions
And see how they humble your soul.

Take a bucket and fill it with water,
Put your hand in it up to your wrist,
Pull it out and the hole that's remaining
Is a measure of how you'll be missed.

You can splash all you wish when you enter,
You may stir up the water galore,
But stop, and you'll find in no time
It looks quite the same as before.

The moral in this quaint example
Is to do just the best that you can.
Be proud of yourself, but remember...
There's no indispensable person!

I watched an episode of Smallville (Nicodemus) the other day and it reminded me of something. In it, Clark walks in on his parents kissing, embarrassed, he turns round and says 'I didn't see that'. Which is what it's like in real life - you don't want to think about your parents doing that sort of thing. At least when you're old enough to know what it all means. And yet there are so many fan fics I've read where they've had kids quite happy - in fact loving - this sort of thing. Admittedly, the sort of fics I'm talking about tend to involve the Mary Sue kids of two characters the writer ships for. But still. I don't read them any more though.

I can't quite work out how I've ended up reading Josh/Donna West Wing fan fic either. There I was, happily working my way through Clark/Lex stuff. The silliest thing is though - I don't ship for them! I don't ship for any of the characters really. I just want to see all of them, except the Vice Pres who annoys me for some strange reason. I love CJ though, she's cool.

I'm not going to be in for The Bill tonight so I am going to have to tape it and convince myself to watch it before tomorrow's episode. This is bearing in mind I haven't seen Monday's Angel or Spooks yet (Angel I've seen before, plus I don't think it's that good an episode, but the last in the series of Spooks I have no excuse for) and I have five Smallville episodes sitting around waiting for me to watch. The trouble is, there just aren't enough hours in the day. Not least because I need an early night - I've been going to bed late because there just aren't enough hours in the day. I need a day off just to catch up.

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Friday 23rd May 2003 7:39 pm

If they told you I'm mad, then they lied.
I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive.
I'm the triolet, bursting with pride;
If they told you I'm mad, then they lied.
No, it isn't obsessive. Now hide
All the spoons or I might get convulsive.
If they told you I'm mad then they lied.
I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive.
What Poetry Form Are You?

And just to prove it, here's one I wrote earlier:

An elf Estel was,
Not a man.
'Twas untrue, alas
An elf Estel was.
Whatever the cause
Of his elven elan
An elf Estel was,
Not a man.

Plan for the weekend:

  • Write e-mails
  • Write fic (esp Farscape drabble)
  • Post fic (inc Farscape drabble)
  • Make CDs
  • Spring clean room
  • Spring clean computer
  • Do some HASA-related work

And the weekend starts here. And it will start with Enterprise, I feel. (Still think UL should be underline, not unordered list)

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