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Evenings of fun.
Apr. 26th, 2005 11:37 pmH2G2 is immense fun. It's not perfect, but it *is* fun. Inexpert quotation followeth:
Arthur : Don't panic, I'm British! We know how to queue!
Also, the Ford/Arthur is happily alive and well. Alan Rickman is fabulous as Marvin, and so is Stephen Fry as the Voice of the Book.
How to scare businessmen. Of course, when you've only got 20 mins to the bus, it's the day they decide to do 2-4-1 on the Mudslide you chose. Give the business guy next to you who let you go ahead of him the spare. When he asks what it is, point out that it is entirely girly being alcoholic chocolate milkshake, then taunt him into drinking it.
Then pull out one's pda and keyboard and start typing on a story you've been stuck on, though you know the porn is someway off yet. They ask what it is after going 'ooo, gadget!'. You reply that it is porn. 1920s male/male porn, to be precise. (Actually it's 1930s but who's counting.) Have a reasoned discussion in which they insist that there must be twirled moustaches, Italian characters and mopeds in this. (No, I have no idea either. Lightweights.) They continue to not believe you as you type, so you smile sweetly, close that one, and pull out one of the sex scenes from last year's Nanowrimo. See them shriek in horror. Point out that it is in fact Robin Hood porn.
Them : ...*whimper* There's a market for this?
Me : Oh, yes. Internet-based. Mwhahaha.
While they're still reeling, you eat your strawberry and prepare to close it down since your bus is due soon. Then another bloke comes up, geeks over your gadgets, and pouts that his gadget (some sort of phone) is nowhere near as impressive.
:buffs fingernails on jacket: My work here is done.
Serenity trailer v. cool, but I like the previous one better, because it has Zoe saying the line 'Finally, we can retire and give up this life of crime.'
Arthur : Don't panic, I'm British! We know how to queue!
Also, the Ford/Arthur is happily alive and well. Alan Rickman is fabulous as Marvin, and so is Stephen Fry as the Voice of the Book.
How to scare businessmen. Of course, when you've only got 20 mins to the bus, it's the day they decide to do 2-4-1 on the Mudslide you chose. Give the business guy next to you who let you go ahead of him the spare. When he asks what it is, point out that it is entirely girly being alcoholic chocolate milkshake, then taunt him into drinking it.
Then pull out one's pda and keyboard and start typing on a story you've been stuck on, though you know the porn is someway off yet. They ask what it is after going 'ooo, gadget!'. You reply that it is porn. 1920s male/male porn, to be precise. (Actually it's 1930s but who's counting.) Have a reasoned discussion in which they insist that there must be twirled moustaches, Italian characters and mopeds in this. (No, I have no idea either. Lightweights.) They continue to not believe you as you type, so you smile sweetly, close that one, and pull out one of the sex scenes from last year's Nanowrimo. See them shriek in horror. Point out that it is in fact Robin Hood porn.
Them : ...*whimper* There's a market for this?
Me : Oh, yes. Internet-based. Mwhahaha.
While they're still reeling, you eat your strawberry and prepare to close it down since your bus is due soon. Then another bloke comes up, geeks over your gadgets, and pouts that his gadget (some sort of phone) is nowhere near as impressive.
:buffs fingernails on jacket: My work here is done.
Serenity trailer v. cool, but I like the previous one better, because it has Zoe saying the line 'Finally, we can retire and give up this life of crime.'
