I just wanted to update everyone to confirm that nothing whatsoever is happening in Sector 83/9/12.
Nothing at all.
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Welcome to Pigs Might Fly. A collection of quotes, song lyrics, musings and comments that catch my eye, tickle my fancy or otherwise have some meaning. So sit back, grab a glass of wine, and enjoy.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Hobbian Shenanigans
Saturday was the Day of the Great Bristol Hobb Meet.
Some argued before the day that it could not possibly be all that Great, as certain Hobblings would be absent. Admittidly we did not have half naked dancing. But we did have ice, drinks, Skits on a sugar rush and dungeons.
After meeting a little earlier than planned, we managed to find somewhere we could eat where we would not scare too many innocent passerbys.
Then, onto the icerink. It didn't take long for us to realise that we were going to need tin foil hats. Luckily I came prepared, as the choc-pot wrappers were soon redesigned...
Skits, on a sugar high depsite not having a choc pot to eat, remained difficult to capture on camera due to her blurring.
Sky, looking bemused.
For those of you who have not seen a choc pot, this is what they look like:
Skits enjoying herself on the ice...
...although Biped was not so sure of herself...
All was going well until the flash from the camera triggered something in Em and she turned into a mindless zombie...
...and tried to attack Sky...
Luckily, there were no casualties.
Retiring from the ice rink (possibly the ugliest building in Bristol) to a nearby pub, we sat and chatted for a bit.
Skits and Biped:
Em taking videos. Or perhaps just photos.
Em and Ash...
And Sky looking bemused...it was noted how Sky and Keppet always seem to pull the same expression when a camera is pointed at them.
After Sky, Ash and Em had run for their train, the remaining Hobblings went off to investigate the ruined church down on the riverside.
The old and the new.
Some argued before the day that it could not possibly be all that Great, as certain Hobblings would be absent. Admittidly we did not have half naked dancing. But we did have ice, drinks, Skits on a sugar rush and dungeons.
After meeting a little earlier than planned, we managed to find somewhere we could eat where we would not scare too many innocent passerbys.
Then, onto the icerink. It didn't take long for us to realise that we were going to need tin foil hats. Luckily I came prepared, as the choc-pot wrappers were soon redesigned...
Skits, on a sugar high depsite not having a choc pot to eat, remained difficult to capture on camera due to her blurring.
Sky, looking bemused.
For those of you who have not seen a choc pot, this is what they look like:
Skits enjoying herself on the ice...
...although Biped was not so sure of herself...
All was going well until the flash from the camera triggered something in Em and she turned into a mindless zombie...
...and tried to attack Sky...
Luckily, there were no casualties.
Retiring from the ice rink (possibly the ugliest building in Bristol) to a nearby pub, we sat and chatted for a bit.
Skits and Biped:
Em taking videos. Or perhaps just photos.
Em and Ash...
And Sky looking bemused...it was noted how Sky and Keppet always seem to pull the same expression when a camera is pointed at them.
After Sky, Ash and Em had run for their train, the remaining Hobblings went off to investigate the ruined church down on the riverside.
The old and the new.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
At midnight, on the twelfth of August...
...a huge mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth.
Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly hurtling toward us, came the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth.
Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly hurtling toward us, came the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth.
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