Look. They do a Wonder Woman costume. Perfect for DC fetish parties (although the Batgirl one is more me, I think). Or you could have Thor’s helmet (fnar fnar). I might just have to get me one of those Xavier Institute for Higher Learning t-shirts. Just because it would be so sad as to be post-ironic.

That’s my excuse, anyway, and I’m sticking to it.

Thanks, Munky, for the link to G-Maps Pedometer. Now I can plot where I’m running and how far and see elevation as well.

For the curious, this is my current usual route. You really do need to have the elevation turned on to appreciate it, and realise it’s off-road. As mentioned in a previous post. And check it out with the satellite layer enabled. That rocks.

I can see more time-wasting using this to come up with new routes. There’s that one through Keil’s Den, for instance…

Folk are still at it. Have they never stopped to consider what would happen if the Fey really did manage to become physical in this world? If the magic really did come back? It’s not all making candles light by chanting at them in Latin. How chuffed would the Queen of Fairies be if the snotty little kid next door could sneeze out a Pokemon Tulpa? Because you can’t have one without the other.

Gods. Stormwatch should be compulsory reading for people who think bringing the magic back is a good idea. I don’t know about you but the idea that the vast seething biomass out there would have access to fireballs fills me with a sort of gut-wrenching horror. They can’t even drive without killing thousands of people every year, and that’s despite the Highway Code.

And then there’s the whole perception thing. Not being able to see/experience such things — assuming they are real, for the sake of argument — is probably the best protection the faery world can have. Humans are not known for their altruistic lack of exploitation. Gods it would be as much a disaster for them as it would for us.

People just don’t think these things through properly.

I just ordered a big box of flashing star balls:

They just make such fab bike lights. The ones on Shackleton make him look like some sort of deep-sea planktonic monster. And if anyone claims SMIDSY with them on, I’m going to lamp him.

This live feed thing actually works!

If I wasn’t so damned cold I’d stay and post something meaningful. Instead I shall simply pass on the frankly glorious fact I obtained from the delightful Mrs Pingu today: giant tortoises fart hugely.

That is just super.

Question: can we make the RSS feed work for all those LJ users on my friends list who can’t be arsed clicking over to RF to see what I’ve been wittering on about this time?

I need some new running gear: trail shoes so I can run when it’s dreich without falling on my arse (again) and some sports bras in the correct size rather than the bodged size I got last time (for the record, you can make a 36C work if you’re actually 32DD, but it’s not ideal). Steve has just recommended Run And Become and I’m making a note of it before I forget.

The picture looks like Howl before Sophie mucked up his hair dye.

What type of Fae are you?

Skippy‘s back!

Should I grow my hair?

I mean, I’ve been stuck at home without access to the clippers for a three weeks and I hadn’t cut it for about a month before that and now it’s getting untidy. I don’t want to pay someone to cut it. But it’s driving me nuts. I need to make a decision or else I shall take a razor to it in a fit of pique and that won’t go down terribly well at work because I now have to talk to members of the public on a regular basis.

Dammit.