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There's nothing like driving an hour and a half on the open road in a bus to make one appreciate driving an hour and a half on the open road in a small car ¦D
Similarly, driving an hour and a half on the open road in a bus piques one's appetite, especially when one has not gotten a terribly good breakfast earlier in the day. It was enough to stop the shakes, I thought I'd be fine!
In other news, there was an owl in our backyard today. So I took ( pictures )
I would also like to take this moment to briefly complain about the Broadway adaptation of The Lion King. I saw it on the stage in question when I was eleven, and while I found myself A-OK with the gender swapping of Rafiki (Needs moar ♀ characters!, someone in charge said; Let's just change one of the ones we have!, someone else said), I now (and possibly also then) find myself rather irked by the change in Nala's motive for leaving the central pridelands prior to finding Simba. To the me of today, it stinks of hokey plot device. I mean, come on! The best alternate reason you can come up with for Nala to leave focuses on making her a victimized female?! If I am interpreting my feelings correctly, then I am insulted on behalf of the character. And. Stuff. Grr! (Also, props to Disney for not originally taking that route, and giving her a Perfectly Legit Reason for branching out instead of trying to amp up the drama unnecessarily. Remind me - should I be surprised to be saying that about Disney, or not?)
End rage.
....There is a mite on my screen. It is running away veeeerrry fast. It's veeeeerrrry tiny. I am strangely charmed. *watches the mite*
Similarly, driving an hour and a half on the open road in a bus piques one's appetite, especially when one has not gotten a terribly good breakfast earlier in the day. It was enough to stop the shakes, I thought I'd be fine!
In other news, there was an owl in our backyard today. So I took ( pictures )
I would also like to take this moment to briefly complain about the Broadway adaptation of The Lion King. I saw it on the stage in question when I was eleven, and while I found myself A-OK with the gender swapping of Rafiki (Needs moar ♀ characters!, someone in charge said; Let's just change one of the ones we have!, someone else said), I now (and possibly also then) find myself rather irked by the change in Nala's motive for leaving the central pridelands prior to finding Simba. To the me of today, it stinks of hokey plot device. I mean, come on! The best alternate reason you can come up with for Nala to leave focuses on making her a victimized female?! If I am interpreting my feelings correctly, then I am insulted on behalf of the character. And. Stuff. Grr! (Also, props to Disney for not originally taking that route, and giving her a Perfectly Legit Reason for branching out instead of trying to amp up the drama unnecessarily. Remind me - should I be surprised to be saying that about Disney, or not?)
End rage.
....There is a mite on my screen. It is running away veeeerrry fast. It's veeeeerrrry tiny. I am strangely charmed. *watches the mite*
