Raptureponies the third

It’s going to be her third incarnation, can’t quite believe it! So for all futuraptureponies anything please attend:http://www.raptureponies.com/
There’ll be suitable eclecticity, Dear RPs letters and stuff from my web crawling.
Oh yeah, and according to the boys in charge, RPs feed is now at http://www.raptureponies.com/feed so please update it

Looking forward to seeing you there !

What the Plinth?

I wanted to go on the Plinth. I think Anthony Gormley does awesome work.But I’m happy for those cool kids who are getting up there, especially the birthday girl.

Don’t you think?

I stopped in my tracks

Thought for the day #72

Someday.

Dear Internet

How am I meant to get anything done when you give me things like this, this and a new look here.

There’s talk of presents, Zombies, (why did I capitalise that?), and bombarding someone with requests.

I can’t stop bopping to this:

I’m thinking of this:

I’ve been preoccupied with people who use their words as weapons.

I’m planning more thoughts for the day.

Meanwhile getting distracted here:

See? I’ve been busy.

Lots of love,

RPs

Did anyone else watch the series?

I used to make my dad watch it with me, ’cause I’m a scaredy cat.

This looks like I could manage it though:

Worth a look

I meant to post it yesterday, but the front of the Irish Times was quite the delight.

ACT ONE. Eastlink Bridge. Afternoon. Mother and Boy.

Boy: I can’t see it.

Mother: You can.

Boy: Where’s the bridge?

Mother: Just look at it.

Boy: That boat there?

Mother: No, the other boat.

Boy: Are we on the bridge?

Mother: No. This is the Eastlink.

King penguin

This is my favourite story of the year.

Penguin kidnapper on the loose!

Thought for the day #71

Euro Guilty Pleasure

Tagology

TSP and ROS got me…

Eight things I like:

Birthdays

Cake

A mini hard drive that looks like a hip flask

The Nóg

Dick Van Dyke/Angela Lansbury

You are my Joy by the Reindeer section

Zachary Quinto

Getting dresses I bought online delivered

Eight things I did yesterday:

Had cake for breakfast, lunch, and dinner

Opened presents

Received white roses

Blushed

Listened to Stephen Fry talk about things he’s not promoting

Washed my hair

Read some news

Corpsed

Eight things I wish I could do:

Nothing – I can do everything

Eight things I don’t like:

Trying to morph together my alternate personalities

Not having enough time

Rudeness

Getting things wrong

WAGs, GAGs, RAGs, all those

Judgemental people

The way competition doesn’t agree with me.

I’m tagging:

Maxi, Whoopsy, Manuel and the Roc.

Happy New Year

Was it a dream Darren?

Remember her

Debbie Gibson? She used to out with a New Kid on the Block, or a Backstreet Boy.

Now she’s back, in what could bet he movie of the year:

Holla!

Guilty Pleasure 1000

Maybe not the guilty.. Hhmmm.

Thought for the day #70

From the Loose last year.

It’s amazing the things you find in skips

From the mouths of babes

Well the mouth of Ruffles

Wakey Wakey

There’s something so satisfying about seeing someone who’s just woken up. Note: I’m not weird.

Loooooooook!

Words and Swords

The Daily Daydreamer was on twitter earlier talking about how someone on the train had a flicky knife. So i was telling her how something similar happened to me.

I was on a train probably from Galway to the Midlands, when some girl across the aisle starting talking about knives and then pulled out a samurai sword.

The train was pretty quiet so there were minimal sharp intakes of breath. She waved it around a small bit, said where she’d bought it, told her friend it was the best in her collection and then put it back in it’s sheath.

Wouldn’t happen nowadays.

It’s because I might just be 14

They’re strictly mine

I was thinking the other day about the ownership of songs. I heard someone talking about something and I realised it was mine.

Hear this?

It’s mine. Stop it, because it’s mine. It was mine from the first time I heard it on CD, on my bus to college. I met the sound and I got it. The harmonies, the lyrics, the momentum. They’re all mine.

The FLips are mine too:

Same with this:

“Pam Shortt’s broken both her legs and I wanna dance with you”

And..

“My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die.”

There are just a few, they’re mine. I don’t like when anyone else says oh yeah, that’s OK, it’s like you’re dissing my friends or my ma.

They’re like old friends that other people try to steal from me. I *own them* and a select few others.

I can’t let anyone take them. What’s next?

Thought for the day #69

Via the Byrne. I nearly said Burn. That’d be wrong.

Only a matter of time

Before someone set up Hotguysinflumasks…

Via Perez.

Super brand new.

How awesome does Transformers 2 look? Go Michael Bay.

Jeepers but these are freaky…

Aren’t they!? Click and have a look at the rest.. go on…