Here's what I think: The Doctor remembers every Doctor Who story ever told. Every episode, target book, comic strip and every game of companions and TARDISes you played as a kid. The universe he lives in has no record of it, because paradoxes and divergent dimensions and the time war have reset things. But the Doctor remembers and sometimes when he is sad it's because you've stopped being 8 years old and he can't run around the school playground with you anymore.
(And the comments proceed to kick around the Timey-Wimey Calvinball.)
I believe that the PUNK part is reverse punk, because so much of today's society is ill mannered that we ARE the punks by rebelling that.
(The context, for interested parties: http://www.thesteampunkempire.com/
So, full-metal-ox, your LiveJournal reveals...
You are... 8% unique (blame, for example, your interest in richard eagle), 32% peculiar, 31% interesting, 19% normal and 9% herdlike (partly because you, like everyone else, enjoy sewing). When it comes to friends you are lonely. In terms of the way you relate to people, you are wary of trusting strangers. Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is intellectual.
Your overall weirdness is: 54
(The average level of weirdness is: 28.
You are weirder than 89% of other LJers.)
Find out what your weirdness level is!
(1) Pfeffer has also considerately compiled a number of HTML instructions into this handy tutorial--enabling me to progress beyond the old repertoire of USENET typographic conventions and thereby advancing my cyberhousebreaking. (The Goat has, for reasons best known to himself, seen fit to scatter them throughout LiveJournal's FAQ in an exasperating scavenger hunt.)
I picked up a sushi box lunch--they're now available with spring roll wrappers in lieu of rice--and bunkered down at home for a back-to-back showing of Tsui Hark's Zu Warriors movies, luxuriating in the spectacle of epic wuxia fantasy done right.
Following that, I settled in to reread Barry Hughart's Bridge of Birds, and immerse myself in the adventures of yet more people whom the Powers that Be at Paramount have decided are beneath their notice (as well as mine.)
(I intend--eventually--to catch The Lost Failbender, when the public library acquires it on DVD; I trust that I can count on the company of kosaginolegion, and perhaps Roaring Tiger and Squalling Dragon, for an evening of Nerfbending, MSTing, and playing "How many things can you see wrong with this picture?")
Here's a little something to help take the bad taste out of the mouths of A:tlA fans disgruntled by the upcoming movie treatment: scdsam has been creating a series of Avatar-themed bentos; Sam's lunchbending demonstrates not only creativity and humor but a knack for nailing character likenesses and expressions using the simplest of materials.
Aang. (Not vegetarian; egg--which has some canon defensibility; see "The Great Divide"--and crab proved too useful as sculpting materials.)
Note that this post will be updated to include any further entries in the series.
ratmmjess sets forth his lone New Year's resolution:
To always remember this:
It is not necessary to have been a tiger from the first and by nature in order to display tigerish qualities. Social conditions exist by which lambs may be converted into tigers. (1)
And Sherlock Holmes, courtesy of Tetradecimal on Journalfen, delivers an exquisite takedown of a particularly officious would-be Fandom Cop (2); a sample quote:
My dear Watson, there is no man so enamored of rules and regulations than he who has no authority to pronounce them.
...or so implies Google: their flying saucer logo-of-the-day leads to a search on that phrase. That this occurrence is itself unexplained is presumably part of the point, although Illuminati buffs will no doubt be eager to point out the significance of the number 5* in their mythos.
Today is also kosaginolegion 's birthday. I do not regard this combination of facts as a non sequitur.
*And, having checked my tag list, I note that I happen to have 17 entries (although this will be my 18th) and 23 tags--still other significant Illuminati numbers. Damn.
Today is an occasion for bloggers to honor a founding mother of a technology that would offer all sorts of disenfranchised people rooms (and podiums) of their own...
...and, by extension, women in technology in general.
Whereupon I wave to kosaginolegion , whose patient tutelage introduced me to what has become the dominant medium of the 21st century, who's taken a special interest in the Countess for a variety of reasons eventually to be revealed, and who, no doubt, would like everyone within earshot to know that computer 3-D graphic technology is an artistic tool, dammit, not a freakin' Easy Button.