Element Bending

Laughed. So. Hard.

Personally, I'd take up iron-bending, for the sake of being able to manipulate many common items and indirect power over magnetism. Carbon-bending's not so bad either, except it could get messy with organic materials. Silver, nickel and gold-bending would be useful if you wanted a steady job in the jewellery industry.

You know, I see good potential for a story here. A universe where everyone can control a few elements to the point where it's a commonplace part of everyday life. Then you'd have a few heroes who could perhaps have mastery over some of the more difficult (or short-lived) elements, and villains with specialist bending abilities... So many possibilities!

Warmth

Winter is an easier time to deal with. If you're cold, you bundle up. If you're still cold, you bundle up more. When it's hot, on the other hand, there's a limit to how much you can take off, and you have to strike a balance between removing stifling clothing and covering your skin from the harsh sun.

That said, there is something to be said about the brightness of the sun, and how it casts blocks of colour intercut with hard shadows, and how clear the sky looks, and the sparkle of leaves as they filter the brilliance of a sunset.

There is something to be said for the touch of radiating heat, intermittently caressed away by the light breeze; of the crispness of the grass and the firmness of the earth; of how different everything smells on a beautiful day.

There's something to be said for feeling hope and peace for no other reason than the sun is shining.

Why does the sun make me feel this way? I don't know. There's nothing logical about this. This burning ball of hot gas certainly has no feelings for me, would kill me if I got too close, would take my sight if I looked it in the eye. Yet when I stand, face tilted to the sky, eyes closed against the brilliance, all feels right with the world. When I throw open the windows, my room feels bigger, brighter, almost thrumming with life, as if the rays are a conduit to the world outside the building.

No, I don't understand it.

But I can love it.

The Second Sure Thing

The two sure things in life are death (ha!) and taxes. I'm dealing with the second.

Why is lodging a tax return so complicated? Doesn't the government want its money?

Why do I have to lodge a tax return for two dollars worth of taxes?!

Bee Invasion!

Holy crap, there's like 50 bees in my bathroom right now. (I'm not exaggerating - if I was, I'd say there were a million of them.) The maintenance people are in there right now, fighting them with a bottle of insect spray. Meanwhile, I'm hiding in my room. Call me a coward if you like but - bees, dammit!

Okay, bees are now gone. As in, dead. Their creepy lifeless carcasses are still littered all over the bathroom. According to maintenance, the earliest we can get them cleared is tomorrow.

I just - urgh! How am I supposed to take a shower? Those - things - are all over the place!

(Fun fact - I almost left my room window open before I left for work. If I had, my room would have been full of bees as well. Does not bear thinking about.)

Kiwi!

I cried.



(I swear that at some point I'll have a post which isn't a video link.)

G-T-C-A

BioRad did it again.



So...catchy!

Fewer or Less?

I love this Wonderella comic because of:

a) Tiberius Shark pulling a McGyver
b) Wonderella casually shrugging off her apparently inescapable bonds.
c) It totally is a sippy cup!
d) The fact that the entire comic is about grammar.

Wonderella is a great comic, by the way. You want a good comic with a realistic female heroine? Here's one. (Emphasis on "realistic".)

P.S.: For the last two years I hadn't made a single blog post in September. What the heck?