………………..and this puts my little jar of floss to shame. Holly, hero.
like this sunset:
I had a good day yesterday. A good day. It was a GOOD day. Really. Because I believe it, in myself. If I wipe out all of the morning, I had a really nice day. If I overlook the morning
In the afternoon, I hung out with wonderful Anna. We had authentic Japanese for lunch, MmmmmMmmM soba.
We visited sticky, and looked at people’s awesome zines. I got a couplea great crafty zines, Mixtape and Hoopla, and a Mandy Ord comic for a friend’s birthday. I hope she doesn’t interpret it as me suggesting she’s a birthday bitch. I just think Mandy Ord is cool. Anna got an HIGHlarious zine called Edinborough Exploits, in which screen caps of Neighbours are re-captioned with new scripts. I rarely hear Anna laugh out loud on the train, but this did the job.
I nursed my super-nerdy side with visits to Minotaur and the City Library, where I got the second in the Twelve Kingdoms series (a Japanese epic saga novel) and finished episode 6 of Deathnote. If anyone would like to donate money or comics to nurse me through my habit, I can’t afford to keep this up… Fortunately, the City Library has some comics on loan, so I borrowed Fruits Basket to see what all the fuss is about. Deathnote is a shonen manga (for boys), and Fruits Basket is shojo (for girls), and boy, are they different! The tone and subject matter are a complete contrast. It’s also interesting what is acceptable to teenagers in different cultures – in Fruits Basket, two totally andogynous boys are apparently in love with the one girl. Now, androgyny does it for me, but I just can’t see an average Australian high-school girl getting flustered over boys who look like girls. Cultural difference is an interesting thing.
Tell you what though – the City Library? I have a new favorite place. I borrowed an impressive stack of stuff, and need to go back for so much more, including learning Kanji, how to write childrens’ books, computer game design… not to mention to go completely nuts over the enormous craft section. Ohhhhh yeah. I love me some library.
Later, we sampled some lovely boutique beers from the Grand Ridge Brewery, made without chemicals and fairly locally (in Gippsland, at least).
In short, yesterday afternoon was a great time. I love libraries. THE END.
Today’s post publicly acknowledges and celebrates geekery, more specifically, my own. This is motivated by two things – first of all, a recent visit to Game On, a history of video games held at the Australian Centre for the Moving Image, and the completion of my first ever cross-stitch. Well, maybe not first ever – I might have done some when I was quite small – but it’s safe to say it’s the first time I’ve ever enjoyed it. Which is worth celebrating.
Oh. So many games. Three hours passed before I even thought to reach overload point. Best $10 I’ve spent in a while… The exhibition is organised into game families and chronology, and there are examples of everything, most of them playable. Nostalgia for anyone who has ever pushed a pixel. All I could think, everywhere I looked, was oh god, that would look great as a cross stitch.
This is my first successful embroidery. It is of Kirby, from Kirby’s Dreamland, a game I used to play on my GameBoy in primary school. Look at him! Isn’t he cute? Is he flying, or is he sucking up an enemy to use as firepower? I GUESS WE’LL NEVER KNOW.
The pattern came from my first and favorite geek craft site, Sprite Stitch. What an endless resource. But! For geek needlearts, look no further than the absolutely mindblowing Geek Central Station. They made an entire set of Firefly amigurumi!
Or, if Firefly isn’t your thing, gaze in wonder at Dr Zoidberg, everyone’s favorite grotesque stinking lobster!
If you wanted a piece of the action you could even kick it up a notch with a to crochet your own Spice Weasel lip balm cozy. BAM!
So, sometimes I’m a little embarrassed to own up to being a geek. My geek cred is pretty poor, really, when it comes down to it, but there nonetheless. However, if I’m ever feeling too geeky, I will remember the man who inserted an entire computer into a GameBoy, and I will remember, I’m not that bad. Yet. A computer in a GameBoy?? I do wonder a little, what’s the point? But really, I imagine the point is that he could. Isn’t that enough?