Monday, February 25, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
Friday, February 15, 2013
Accidental MOBY Spoiler Sighting!
Holy god.
I just saw a MOBY spoiler on Diana's Facebook page. I didna mean to; it just...happened.
AND IT WAS GLORIOUS!!!!!!!
Honestly, it didn't give any info...and it wasn't anything odd or surprising. It was only one sentence! And it wasn't about a cliff-hanger, either.
But it mentioned Jamie...and something near and dear to my heart...and holy CRAP, I am so effing EXCITED TO READ THIS FRIGGIN BOOK!!!!!
I had to share. WOW. That was the BEST SPOILER I've ever not meant to look at in my life!!!
I just saw a MOBY spoiler on Diana's Facebook page. I didna mean to; it just...happened.
AND IT WAS GLORIOUS!!!!!!!
Honestly, it didn't give any info...and it wasn't anything odd or surprising. It was only one sentence! And it wasn't about a cliff-hanger, either.
But it mentioned Jamie...and something near and dear to my heart...and holy CRAP, I am so effing EXCITED TO READ THIS FRIGGIN BOOK!!!!!
I had to share. WOW. That was the BEST SPOILER I've ever not meant to look at in my life!!!
Monday, February 11, 2013
Outlander Chat Tonight
Outlander Chat tonight. 9PM Eastern.
Tracey and I are "iffy" to "probably not going to make it". I'm away with the fam and Tracey is working...but why curtail the fun? Have a tremendous chat and we'll catch up with everyone later. And if we are able to sign in, we will!
Tracey and I are "iffy" to "probably not going to make it". I'm away with the fam and Tracey is working...but why curtail the fun? Have a tremendous chat and we'll catch up with everyone later. And if we are able to sign in, we will!
Monday, February 4, 2013
Monday, January 28, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
Gung Haggis Fat Choy 2013
Of course I have to throw out a shout out to our favorite Burns Night celebrator, TODDISH MCWONG! Remember when I posted about him and his AWESOME celebration entitled "Gung Haggis Fat Choy" a few years ago? Well he's still going strong in 2013! He posted this info about his anual event in Vancouver and I HIGHLY recommend you attend if you are in Vancouver on Sunday!
Gung Haggis Fat Choy is getting closer to 1765... But only going back as far as 1858... to acknowledge the founding of British Columbia by Sir James Douglas to proclaim the Colony of British Columbia. Douglas was born in Guyana (then called Demera), to a Scottish father and Creole mother from Barbados. He then went to school in Lanark Scotland, before coming to Canada to work for the Northwest Company.
2013 Gung Haggis Fat Choy Dinner is January 27th Sunday at Floata Restaurant in Vancouver Chinatown.
Check our website www.gunghaggis.com
AND...check out last year's AWESOME event:
Gung Haggis Fat Choy is getting closer to 1765... But only going back as far as 1858... to acknowledge the founding of British Columbia by Sir James Douglas to proclaim the Colony of British Columbia. Douglas was born in Guyana (then called Demera), to a Scottish father and Creole mother from Barbados. He then went to school in Lanark Scotland, before coming to Canada to work for the Northwest Company.
2013 Gung Haggis Fat Choy Dinner is January 27th Sunday at Floata Restaurant in Vancouver Chinatown.
Check our website www.gunghaggis.com
AND...check out last year's AWESOME event:
Happy Rabbie Burns Day!
Happy Robert Burns Day! Where are you eating YOUR haggis?!
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o the puddin'-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye worthy o' a grace
As lang's my arm.
The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o need,
While thro your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.
His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An cut you up wi ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!
Then, horn for horn, they stretch an strive:
Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
The auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
'Bethankit' hums.
Is there that owre his French ragout,
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi perfect scunner,
Looks down wi sneering, scornfu view
On sic a dinner?
Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckless as a wither'd rash,
His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro bloody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!
But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He'll make it whissle;
An legs an arms, an heads will sned,
Like taps o thrissle.
Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies:
But, if ye wish her gratefu prayer,
Gie her a Haggis
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| What? You think I was kindof hot? Perhaps that's because I WAS, y'all! Now eat yer haggis and go tae bed ye brash lads and lassies! |
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o the puddin'-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye worthy o' a grace
As lang's my arm.
The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o need,
While thro your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.
His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An cut you up wi ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!
Then, horn for horn, they stretch an strive:
Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
The auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
'Bethankit' hums.
Is there that owre his French ragout,
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi perfect scunner,
Looks down wi sneering, scornfu view
On sic a dinner?
Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckless as a wither'd rash,
His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro bloody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!
But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He'll make it whissle;
An legs an arms, an heads will sned,
Like taps o thrissle.
Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies:
But, if ye wish her gratefu prayer,
Gie her a Haggis
Monday, January 21, 2013
Outlander Chat Tonight (Meeting at Diana Gabaldon's Fairfax Appearance to be Discussed!)
Outlander Chat tonight. 9PM Eastern. I plan on discussing Diana Gabaldon's signing at the Fairfax Public Library in April...so if you're planning on going, come say "Hi!"
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