Belated may week: sunday tolkien punting
Jul. 1st, 2005 04:17 pmTolkien punting. The first of two events some responsibility for organising had fallen upon me (followed by poohsoc, and culimnating in my omnipotent apotheosis next fri), which in retrospect was stressing me rather, though it all worked out in the end. There were innumerable unexpected hurdles. My bike buckled catastrophically[1] yesterday, meaning I was running late and I was getting a punt so had to cadge a lift from becky making *her* late. We had to send people for last minute bread. Trinity was closed due to may ball and there was a nice but atypically unhelpful porter ("OK, I apologise, I didn't realise I couldn't bring people in. Do you mind if I ask what I can do? Can I in fact hire punts today?" "No." "Damn. Can I go to the punt station by myself and pick up other people upstream?" "Yes." "THAT'S WHAT I FUCKING JUST SAID." -- I'm so bad at talking to people (though I didn't say this last bit)). Then I couldn't work out how many people were missing.
But we eventually got off and then everything was fun, though we were attacked by greenery sometimes. There was much innuendo. There was very nearly a poohsoc meeting, but being in a punt next to someone makes skum[2] startlingly vulnerable to tickling so I headed that off.
We had anors (cts magazine) including CDs of a new audio tolkieny sketch[3] stemming from the incomparable Tim K and Richard S and others, and a remastered "Lord of the Goons". There was wonderful food, mainly thanks to Becky again.
Afterwards I'd hoped to go to Pippa's party or Tim's bbq, but in the end just went home, watched Dr Who[3] and fell asleep.
[1] As in, uncrecoverably, not as in dangerously.
[2] sonicdrift, roleplaying joke.
[3] "Defeat the Dark Lord the Burkiss Way"
[4] It was good. I could have done with a less Deus ex Mechanical ending (What *is* the adjectival form of Deus Ex Machina anyway?[3]), though it was narritively if not scientifically set up. Polybikissingsquee shinypretty. Though I hope they don't make a habit of it, Tennant just doesn't have the ears, and it'd be too much like a soap opera. My love for Jack was confirmed, after finding him annoying in the first episode. But I think they were right to leave him behind. And he recalibrated the Annedroid, ok? We know he can because he did before.
But we eventually got off and then everything was fun, though we were attacked by greenery sometimes. There was much innuendo. There was very nearly a poohsoc meeting, but being in a punt next to someone makes skum[2] startlingly vulnerable to tickling so I headed that off.
We had anors (cts magazine) including CDs of a new audio tolkieny sketch[3] stemming from the incomparable Tim K and Richard S and others, and a remastered "Lord of the Goons". There was wonderful food, mainly thanks to Becky again.
Afterwards I'd hoped to go to Pippa's party or Tim's bbq, but in the end just went home, watched Dr Who[3] and fell asleep.
[1] As in, uncrecoverably, not as in dangerously.
[2] sonicdrift, roleplaying joke.
[3] "Defeat the Dark Lord the Burkiss Way"
[4] It was good. I could have done with a less Deus ex Mechanical ending (What *is* the adjectival form of Deus Ex Machina anyway?[3]), though it was narritively if not scientifically set up. Polybikissingsquee shinypretty. Though I hope they don't make a habit of it, Tennant just doesn't have the ears, and it'd be too much like a soap opera. My love for Jack was confirmed, after finding him annoying in the first episode. But I think they were right to leave him behind. And he recalibrated the Annedroid, ok? We know he can because he did before.