we didn't win the lottery, oh well
Jan. 11th, 2004 03:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Driving home today, I had to avoid a rather large and perfectly shaped Christmas tree. It was in the middle of 183 on the bridge over Lamar. Still completely green, too.
Visited with my mother for a bit, admired blankets she had recently finished. She really does incredible work. Her most recent one was crocheted with two strands of yarn to be extra thick, and the colors have a pearlescent quality. I think she will be doing something in purple for my cousin's wedding.
One of my mother's coworkers got me a cookie press! How fun. The reason I hardly ever make cookies is because I get tired of rolling out dough, or sticky spoons. It has sixteen different cookie shapes. I've always wanted one of these, but I never got around to buying one myself.
My mother convinced me to sign up for the Science Fiction Book Club. It's a reasonable contract, four books over two years. They're offering a small range of graphic novels these days too. I am a sucker for books.
Visited with my mother for a bit, admired blankets she had recently finished. She really does incredible work. Her most recent one was crocheted with two strands of yarn to be extra thick, and the colors have a pearlescent quality. I think she will be doing something in purple for my cousin's wedding.
One of my mother's coworkers got me a cookie press! How fun. The reason I hardly ever make cookies is because I get tired of rolling out dough, or sticky spoons. It has sixteen different cookie shapes. I've always wanted one of these, but I never got around to buying one myself.
My mother convinced me to sign up for the Science Fiction Book Club. It's a reasonable contract, four books over two years. They're offering a small range of graphic novels these days too. I am a sucker for books.
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Date: 2004-01-11 02:07 pm (UTC)In it this guy Doctor Doom manages to hook up some sort of machine that makes everyone in the entire world a total sycophant. Except for Archerguy who was in some sort of vault or something. I sorta gathered that Doctor Doom had been trying to take over the world his whole life, and finally pulled it off.
But Doctor Doom, sitting in the White House with everyone kissing his ass was miserable. He was elated when Archerguy managed to break the spell on the X-Men or whoeva. I'll never forget what he said, "Though I may no longer be the master of all I survey, by God and Heaven...I do feel alive."
Doctor Doom, being a supervillian, took his machine to his hollowed out volcano or whaddeva, and waited on Archerguy and the Good Guys (TM) to try and knock off his lair. And they did, all the way up to the switch of the machine. But that was his final trap: poison gas. The
goodevil Doctor let his finger hover over the button, and then he thought about the past year of running the world, the world to which he'd brought peace and prosperity no less.... He thought of all the people kissing his ass, of having no one to fight. The old "what is left for the hero in the world already conquered" thing.And then, he realized that it wasn't ruling the world he wanted, it was the chase. The trying to take over the world was infinitely more satisfying than actually taking over the world. And instead of gassing the Good Guys (TM), he let them break his machine, and used his Supervillian Escape Pod (TM) to get away, already plotting his next attempt.
Sorry to go off on the tangent. ~KMK