oloriel: (spring)


Bzw. meine Freundin Judith sucht ein schönes Zuhause für zwei Katzenwaisen, die sie im Augenblick zur Pflege hat, aber eigentlich nicht behalten kann.
Ich weiß ja, dass die Katzenliebhaber unter meinen Lesern eigentlich alle schon versorgt sind, aber vielleicht gibt es ja doch noch jemanden, der zufällig gerade mit dem Gedanken spielt, Katzen zu adoptieren...

(Warnung: Zuckerschock. Link enthält unglaublich niedliche kleine Katzen. Ich hab sie gestern live gesehen UND DA SIND SIE NOCH VIEL NIEDLICHER, es ist nicht zu fassen.)
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The family arrived earlier than planned yesterday so there was no time to leave a Merry Christmas post...
but better late than never:

Wishing you all a very merry Christmas [or whatever else you choose to celebrate] with lots of cheer, love and light!


Our tiny Christmas tree, with my last-minute pottered créche
and all the presents my parents dropped off for later. Jeez, you could've
thought the entire clan was about to come and celebrate, rather than just
seven people!


To be entirely honest (if - doubtlessly - a bloody ingrate), the best - because thoughtful and not useful - gift I got was from my brother: The Folklore of Discworld by Terry Pratchett and Jacqueline Simpson. LOVE. Lots of shiny, wise, folklory love inna red dust jacket.
There were some excellent "useful" things, but really I'm a big child and need some senseless, enjoyable fun with my Christmas, no matter how much I can use a new coat or warm socks or money for a dishwasher.
(Husband's-brother's-wife - of all people! - actually came in a close second, with books on wild herbs and fruit and how to collect, store and use them: Thoughtful and appropriate, AND useful without being un-fun.)

Anyway.

Went to the midnightly Christmas service in Altenberg (which has a huge and rather pretty and surprisingly light cathedral), which may well be turned into a new family tradition if I get my say. It was amazing, nicely choreographed, almost medievalish, Catholic (my first ever Catholic Christmas service; I am Lutheran, remember) and... full. Insanely full, considering the nightly hour and that Altenberg is out of the way of everything, really. Various people brought chairs of their own; we hadn't, so we had to stand through the full one-and-a-half hour ceremony.
And yet, enjoyable. Heck, guys, I am a LARPer (AND a student of Cultural Anthropology). I swear church services are really exciting when you know a thing or two about historical rhetorics and ritualology (if that word even exists). So much to analyse! And to be frank, I have yet to see a decent LARP ritual that's fit to hold a candle (hah!) to a proper high mass. Sometimes the difference between acting and acting out can be decisive. And I just like proper shared rituals and ceremonies. As the abovementioned shiny, wise book so beautifully puts it, Legends don't have to make sense. They just have to be beautiful. Or at least interesting.

- But this comes across damn defensive. And I don't really know why I should feel the need to grow all defensive, except I recently had to hear that someone was actually disappointed in me because yes, sometimes I actually enjoy going to church, so now I always feel the need to tag a little "and this is why" onto it. But let's keep the thoughtspam on Faith And Ritual for some other time.

Anyway.

I had meant to make a nice Christmas card for this LJ, as usual. Plans centered on either an illuminated Middle English Christmas lyric or a decorated syntactic tree for "We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy New Year". No time for the former, and my syntax skills are too shaky even for the latter (disgraceful, I know).

So have photos of cats instead.

Lo and behold, it's a kittenspam! )

Right! Off to the next feast.

Meeeeeme

Jul. 12th, 2007 09:15 pm
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Snatched from [livejournal.com profile] fusselbiene.

Comment on this post. I will choose 6 interests in your profile and you will explain what each of them means (and why you are interested in each of them).

And here's what she chose. )
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I am finally daring to upload stuff on DeviantArt and just as I managed to fill in all the bloody information they demand they go all "deviantART is currently performing system maintenance. Please try again in 5 minutes." WE ARE NOT GOING TO BE FRIENDS AT THIS RATE. *grumps*

Darcy did another heroic deed today: After the mouse episode, there was a dog episode. Dog came to look at Darcy, Darcy was scared and ran away. Dog followed. Darcy did three turns through my garden (many cornflowers let their lives to bring you this information) and then climbed up the telegraph pole.
He stayed there, too.
He only dared to clamber back down when I stood underneath the mast and held my arms up, but then he clambered down all right: slowly, carefully and succesfully.
Such a smart cat. ^_^
oloriel: (no one expects the Hogwarts inquisiton!)


'náro and Darcy have just hunted their first mouse. Applause for the two hunters please.

I just lugged the last two or so steres of firewood off the paddock. With one wheelbarrow. Paddock is rather hilly (this is, after all, the Bergian county) and has a brook in the middle. Wheelbarrow keeled over once. Wood rolled into brook. Wheelbarrow full of wood darn hard to move uphill, I tell you. Back and legs hurt.

Soooo, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix!
It's good. For a movie. Especially for a Harry Potter movie. As usual I have several gripes with the things they changed from the books, but on the whole I manage to understand the points this time. Although I still think if you could keep yourself from extending certain scenes for the sake of showing off special effects you could without trouble keep one or two significant book scenes in. But on the whole, it works. Pacing is good too. Movie is gloriously dark. Definitely not a kids' movie anymore, but that's doing it a whole lot of good. Cinematography is shiny.

And the rest is slightly spoileriffic. Oh right, there probably will eventually be spoilers in the comments as well, so tread with care. )

We got the German trailers for Stardust and The Golden Compass before the movie. I find it slightly disturbing they pronounce "Lyra" the English way (/laıɹa/) instead of the German way (/lyʀa/). I normally wouldn't care, but in book 3 there's that Lyra/liar thing, and in German the only way that works is Lyra/Lügen - not nearly as close as the English anyway, but with the English pronunciation, the only German word it'd work with is something with Lei- (like Leier 'lyre' or Leiter 'leader/ladder' or something, none of which makes any sense in the context).
Also it sounds just plain weird.
Oh well, it's just the trailer dubbing, so the last word's not spoken yet.
oloriel: (for delirium was once delight)
Today 'náro tried to make off with a bottle of whisky, a twelve-year old Bowmore. Pushed it off the shelf (it fell onto a heap of my papers, fortunately, so it survived) and then rolled it across the floor trying to open it.

I should be worried, shouldn't I?

In other news, I went to Bochum today. Bochum isn't exactly on your must-see list of cities; the most poetic thing that has been said about Bochum, I believe, is that it's where the sun collects dust.
My going there was for two very nice reasons, however: Firstly, I met Simmi again, a member of the ancient Elbenwald fellowship from the old days before the movies came out; secondly, we were going to visit the "Skies of Middle-earth" show at the local planetarium.
"The Skies of Middle-earth" has been created by students from Bremen, who collected the astronomy-related stuff from the Silm, the LotR and the HoME and recite it in the star-dome* accompanied by fitting music, illustrations and ambientic light.
Beautiful.
They had simplified some stuff which made me go "Ainur! It's AINUR, not Valar!" but it made sense considering most of the audience probably was confused enough as it was. Fortunately, they had decided for the correct pronunciation of the names instead of the German one (which isn't nearly as bad as the English, but turns all the th into ordinary t, so Lúthien ends up LOO-tee-an (or, if you're really unlucky, LOO-tsee-an) rather than LOO-þee-an, and the like).
It was basically The Silmarillion 101, with the Ainulindalë (except it was the Valalindalë really, see above), the Beginning of Days, The Silmarils, Beren and Lúthien and the Voyage of Eärendil retold, plus some extra information on the legends of certain constellations (such as Menelmacar/-vagor (i.e., Orion) or Wilwarin (i.e., the Cassiopeia)).
It was very ambientic and very nice. Probably kind of confusing for people who only know the movies and never even heard of the Silm, but highly enjoyable for people who have.
^_________^

Will update on the LoCreMo progress tomorrow. I hope.

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*star-dome, as you may or may not know, would be elrond in Sindarin. Which explains the subject line.
oloriel: (grrrrrr.)
So they're showing this dog on TV that can do all sorts of tricks.

And 'náro is attacking the TV dog.

And finally he realized that he couldn't reach the dog.

And walked behind the TV set to look for the dog there.

That so made my evening.

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