Favourite for February...

FOR THE MONTH OF FEBRUARY:

Current DVD to Watch: Still Black Books

Current Movie to Watch: X-Men

Current Actor to Watch: David Krumholtz

Current Music to Hear: Anything by Kate Bush

Current Book to Read: Just finished 'Majesty', a biopic of Queen Elizabeth II.

Current LJ Friend(s) to Love: All of them.

Current pastime to commit to: Getting better at drawing

Current song to sing: Night of the Swallow - KB

Current food: Hommus.

Current drink: Cheap coles cola.

Letter to a bunch of fucking idiots...

Dear Potheads at the BDO,

I know. Smoking joints in a crowd at a concert is SO rock and roll. Seriously. It's up there with your sweaty t-shirt, sweaty hair, studded black belt, fucked up jeans and steel-capped boots. Congratulations. You're a fucking rebel.

But why... WHY do you have to do it in a mosh-pit situation? Where I can't BREATHE anyway, so I have no choice but to suck in the tainted smoke-filled air? I chose NOT to smoke pot anymore, but you took that choice away from me and anyone else standing around. Sure, most of them would have loved the bonus of getting a little titted whilst watching Iggy, but I most certainly did not.

Then you - the jerk that couldn't stop lighting up when we were watching the White Stripes. I understand why you needed to smoke. They were playing terribly and after Iggy, they were a bit of a disappointment. But dude - how long was the joint you were smoking?! I swear, I kept getting gusts of pot smoke for a solid twenty minutes! Even my sister was getting a little fuzzy.

And of course, the upshot of your selfishness is that I woke up in the morning with halluciantion dreams (I usually dream clear and unmuddled situations where I can make conscious decisions. Last night I had kaleidoscopes and zoning out stupidly) and crashing depression I had NO reason to be feeling. I felt AWFUL and I hadn't ingested a single THING to make me feel that way! I'm pissed off!

I make a choice and you fuckers negate it entirely. THANK you! NO really. Here, here's a pill. It'll make your brains melt out your ears and you'll want to die. Then you'll know how I feel during/after being stoned.

Yours,
Nancy.

Band Meme...

( Sexy? What's wrong wif being sexy? )

Okay you mathematics smart arses...

I need some help here. This is a complicated problem.

In the time of Alexander the Great, there were no cats in Greece. If there were, they were VERY rare. They were often taken on board ships to keep the population of rats down. Lord knows how they stayed there with their hatred of water! That aside, Alexander the Great decided to bring the newly domesticated cat he saw in Egypt back with him to Greece. He probably made sure that there were regular shipments of them into Greece for the ruling class to enjoy.

So this is in the year 323 BC. What I want to know is what the cat population of Greece would be in the year 51 BC.

The following parameters would make it easier:

- The number of cats being shipped into Greece in the first instance? Let's say it's fifty.
- Fifty more are brought each year.
- The average litter of each queen is four. Half of the cats brought in are female.
- Each cat lives for five years.
- Each queen continues to have litters every six months.
- Half of each litter is male and the other half female.

I don't know how particularly accurate this would be, but it would most certainly give a nice rough number.

Why do I want to know this magic number, you may ask? Don't ask. Just don't. Oh, okay, I may as well say since people might actually be bothered solving this little problem which I have NO idea how to solve.

I'm writing a Xena story, and I need to know if, when she was around (roughly 50 BC) cats were common enough in Greece for poor families to have, or whether they were still exotic animals limited to the cities (Athens, Corinth, Thebes, etc). If they weren't, then it's plausible that Gabrielle may never have seen a cat before. (Xena would have since she's travelled, and Joxer most definitely since he lived in Athens growing up. His mother might have even have had one, being a warlord's wife and the reciever of many fine gifts). If they were, then she most likely had one on her farm. So it's kinda important to the way the story goes whether they're common or not.

I know, I go to ridiculous lengths for fic. You should see all the research I do for some of these things. Like the Hamunaptra series? I study music of the time, history in the region, the actual events of the time which the movie is roughly based on, and when writing in new mythology, I gather it from details of real events in Ancient Egypt. With my Albanach fic? Which is an Elseworlds Logan/Marie fic taking place at the time of the 1296-14 invasion of Scotland? Not only did I read fat honking Nigel Tranter fics, but downloaded htmls and studied history books, picking out exact battles and areas, knowing where everything happened, so I could accurately plot Logan and Marie's adventures through Scotland. With my Xena fic, Little Old Lady from Pasadena, which involves racing chariots, I researched real chariots of the time and learnt about the way they were built so I could have Gabrielle and Joxer accurately talk about the parts of the chariots and how to make them go faster. With my X-Men fic? I studied up on the race for mapping the human genome, and where humans were with cloning and so forth. The list goes on and on.

When it comes to writing, I am so God-damned obsessive-compulsive!! LOL!