Happy Boxing Day / Merry Christmas!!!
Dec. 26th, 2005 01:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ickaimpSo our Boxing Day begins with Train, our tiny lovable ANGELIC cat, catching a Starling and releasing it in David's room. While it's still alive.
David then feels the need to wake me up and inform me of this. I'm still not awake, so forgive my ramblings please.
So I distract the cat, David gets a dust pan and sweeps the bird up and takes it downstairs, announcing that it's dead.
Bird wakes up and flies into the kitchen window. Wham.
Icka opens the window. Bird flies away. Loud bird noise follows as it tells it's friends what just happened.
Train is INCREDABLY proud of herself. Bird was prolly about a third her size. o_0
Yesterday was spent in the company with the local SCA/KAOS group, talking, eating lots and watching a few bad B-movies.
First up was 'Viking Women Against the Sea Serpent'. Blond women in skimpy leather clothing leave home on a quest toget laid find their missing men and get captured as slaves get laid then escape.
Then we saw 'Slave Girls from Beyond Infinity'. Which was Blond women in even skimpier leather clothing, who leave their original captors on a questget laid to find a home and get captured as slaves get laid then escape.
Lesson learned: The Brunette Always Dies.
Then we headed over to the Anime Tribe, saw Tokyo Godfathers (which has nothing to do with blonds in skimpy leather clothing, but was a very fun movie) and played soccer in the rain on a wet grassy feild, using road flares for the goal posts. We tied, Three All.
Lotta fun, except for Sam's shin. Which happened right after he suggested a Gundam form of counting, so I'm wondering if that whole 'It's a Gundam ::BOOM!::' thing is accurate... Sorry Sam.
... And Train just brought in another live Starling... Pardon me...
MERRY CHRISTMAS / HAPPY BOXING DAY!!!
David then feels the need to wake me up and inform me of this. I'm still not awake, so forgive my ramblings please.
So I distract the cat, David gets a dust pan and sweeps the bird up and takes it downstairs, announcing that it's dead.
Bird wakes up and flies into the kitchen window. Wham.
Icka opens the window. Bird flies away. Loud bird noise follows as it tells it's friends what just happened.
Train is INCREDABLY proud of herself. Bird was prolly about a third her size. o_0
Yesterday was spent in the company with the local SCA/KAOS group, talking, eating lots and watching a few bad B-movies.
First up was 'Viking Women Against the Sea Serpent'. Blond women in skimpy leather clothing leave home on a quest to
Then we saw 'Slave Girls from Beyond Infinity'. Which was Blond women in even skimpier leather clothing, who leave their original captors on a quest
Lesson learned: The Brunette Always Dies.
Then we headed over to the Anime Tribe, saw Tokyo Godfathers (which has nothing to do with blonds in skimpy leather clothing, but was a very fun movie) and played soccer in the rain on a wet grassy feild, using road flares for the goal posts. We tied, Three All.
Lotta fun, except for Sam's shin. Which happened right after he suggested a Gundam form of counting, so I'm wondering if that whole 'It's a Gundam ::BOOM!::' thing is accurate... Sorry Sam.
... And Train just brought in another live Starling... Pardon me...
MERRY CHRISTMAS / HAPPY BOXING DAY!!!
