Then there was nothing for it but to take those two Tibetans withus. Understand, these people think that Mordecai and Rait wereone and the same person. Theres a monk in the firstniche in the passage. But there was that dead horse, and Iwas starving hungry. They have made their winterquarters in a little monastery near here and were easy to find. Theres a British resident, anda Moravian mission, and astronomers up at the observatory. Tsang-Mondrong and Tsang-yang were our chief perplexity. Next day after that they changed my cell mate. Well, you cant start while the storm lasts, he said presently. We could not quiet him until Narayan Singh crawled out and pretendedto scout through the storm. Some of em asked to see it, but I only showedthe tube what it was in. The room he had brought us into was a large one, heavily beamedand ceilinged with hewn planks. According to Grims theory, that is the secret of the strength oftheir enduring race. Neat they tries to setmy friends house afire. Chullunder Ghose seizedhis hands and slapped the backs of them. Comes five of the Tibetans after me, reckoning theyll catch metheir side of the Zogi-la. I helped him to enter Tibet but I never heard ofhim again. He has said hewill visit my house tonight. I lost the way, and it stormed, covering up my tracks and theirs,too. I guess a cow feels that way in the shambles. I was put in witha monk who had to tell me all the passwords. I have known quite a number of men who have entered Tibet, heanswered, many more than you imagine.
What Id rubbed on warmed me and I didnt hurt so much, but my headbursts every step I take.Presently a bell rings, and theres silence.Night marches are almost impossible, and by daylight it is hopelessto try to escape observation.Narayan Singh coveredhim with an extra overcoat. I makes the horse step lively, and thesnow coming from behind me covers up the tracks.Half a dozenmay have found it but I think all the others perished.If theyd skin you,that ud be a mild thing! I am perhaps a little wiser than I was, but it may be I am onlylazy and afraid. There came a more than usually violent gust of wind that seemedto shake the earth. I promises her two sets o twins in three years. What Id rubbed on warmed me and I didnt hurt so much, but my headbursts every step I take. Presently a bell rings, and theres silence. Night marches are almost impossible, and by daylight it is hopelessto try to escape observation. Narayan Singh coveredhim with an extra overcoat. I makes the horse step lively, and thesnow coming from behind me covers up the tracks. Half a dozenmay have found it but I think all the others perished. If theyd skin you,that ud be a mild thing! I am perhaps a little wiser than I was, but it may be I am onlylazy and afraid. There came a more than usually violent gust of wind that seemedto shake the earth. I promises her two sets o twins in three years.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
The best spam ever
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Root Down
Friday, August 11, 2006
All-natural, locally sourced, trans-fat-free IT'S IT
"1 Way Ticket" to ride
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Lucky 13?
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
The Walking Dead vs. Lost
I'm a late convert to the TV series LOST, and just watching the 12th episode last night where Claire is taken by Ethan and Charlie nearly dies. It was excellent TV and expertly written. Then this morning I was thinking of Lost co-creator Damon Lindelof's introduction to the latest collection of Robert Kirkman's comic book series Invincible.
"LOST is a comic book... Or like one... Here's two things I learned from reading a gazillion comic books:
Thing One: I like lots and lots and lots of characters. I get bored easily, so the Justice League is infinitely more compelling then just Superman alone. The X-Men rock harder then Wolverine's solo albums...and even the Midnighter can't hold my interest for too long if you strip away The Authority.
Thing Two: I like my stories complicated and sprawling. I want surprises. I want to be rewarded for being a loyal reader... like I'm part of a secret society. I don't want to be spoon-fed. I want to think. I want to be part of a universe where anything can happen... and often does. And I like RISK.
Robert Kirkman has mastered Thing One and Thing Two."
Damon's absolutely right, but the series that actually illustrates this the best is his other creator owned series The Walking Dead. While LOST chickens out and lets Charlie live, The Walking Dead regularly kills off major members of it's sprawling cast. Kirkman has written that no one is safe in this series, not even the main protagonist, Rick. And I believe it. Rick just recently lost a hand to a sadistic survivalist-warlord. I don't feel the same sense of danger for LOST's Jack. In TV, star actors are usually hired for entire seasons and are rarely let go mid-season. But for comics, any character can be written out at any time, all of them just lines on paper. And that's big part of why comics can take bigger risks. Of course, in mainstream super-hero comics like Superman and Spiderman, no one can stay dead for long, but outside of the icons, character can die and stay dead. And in creator-owned project anything goes. No matter, how big a TV show runner is, they don't have that kind of freedom. So while LOST is very well done and I'm may be surprised by latter episodes, it seams clear that The Walking Dead "rocks harder" to use Damon's parlance, just because it takes a lot more risks and really ANYTHING can happen. The structure of TV just doesn't offer those possibilities, no matter how quirky and off-beat a series is.
UPDATE:
Okay, I'm wrong. Lost does take some major risks and will kill off main characters. The writers are doing it right, and writing along the lines of some of the best comics.
Milked Almonds
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Saucers Sighted
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Alan Moore' Lost Girls
I'm definitely intrigued after reading this interview and seeing him write so intelligently and passionately about the book and the status of pornography and sex in Anglo-American culture. I think if it doesn't challenge my own sensibilities a bit, I may be disappointed.