A Mid-Day Dreamby Timmy on September 15, 2011 at 1:10 am
So, I fell asleep reading a good book by Robbin,me homie, a book about getting into the head of people you even know and trying to understand them better. With that, What If, and having answered some IT-questions earlier in the day… things became weirdly awesome.
Anna had heard from Hanneke, our Opera-singing Dutch beauty-queen, that she was doing a “utvikningsjobb” (a nude shoot) to further her career and make some money – do note that Hanneke and Anna had had the conversation in Swedish over facebook. Now, Anna, being the moral guardian of all things mortal and immoral, but not much of a solo-traveller, called me up immediately. “This cannot happen. This shall not come to pass. Drop everything.”
I don’t even have the time to drop everything. With a sigh, as if reality suddenly remembered that it was supposed to be coloured and cartoonish, Anna teleported to in front of me, grabbed me like a big bag of luggage, and threw me into a taxi with such force that the taxi almost fell over. See the clip for an example (2 minutes in).
Now, what happened was a wild and crazy chase, with no passports over at the airport and Anna hijacking the taxi car from the driver, driving into the airport, attaching ourselves onto the back part of the plane, Anna stealing a couple of parachutes and then taking a fucking epic swan dive over your part of the Netherlands. Me, I was strung behind her, and used as a landing pad when we hit the ground, literally running at full speed.
Long story short, and me being hazy on details, we wound up at the adress Hanneke had given, only to find out that this “utvikningsjobb” (a job folding stuff) was in fact a baker jobb, baking out buns and making lovely pastries while she could sing to the masses.
Anna, being the utter just guardian that she is, frustration-punched me straight into being awake and then going online to tell you guys this, otherwise my ass would be grass.
So. If there was ever any doubt – she’s always looking out for all of us. Stay well, guys!
A good questionby Anna on September 15, 2011 at 1:07 am
I’ve always pondered this one… In the movie, Tilda Swinton’s character (the witch) struts into Aslan’s camp at one point, stirring up all kinds of shit. Aslan won’t stand for that, so he invites her into his tent, and she accepts.
After a short while they come out again, and she’s as meak as Kirsten Dunst in every movie’s she’s ever been in. Aslans is looking quite smugged. WHAT. THE. HELL. happened in that tent?
And later on in the movie, the witch chains Aslan to a big rock table (crucicition anyone?) and let her minons SHAVE him. And then she stabbs him in the tits, killing him (but he got better, and bites her head of in the end). Enough with this sexual tension, I want to see Liam Neeson take on Tilda Swinton and vice versa as much as anyone, but in the shape of a lion with a Jesus-complex and an ice-witch?
That’s a little hard to swallow, thank you very much.
Oh, and read Thimmay’s dream on the left, this is the clip he’s mentioning in his ramblings:
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