Wednesday, December 27, 2006

House Of Weemen

So who should turn up but Peahen, with Helen, too.

A splendid day, consisting (in alphabetical order):
Arthur Rackham illustrations; brass band music; Buffy; The Curious Sofa; Edward Gorey; Helen's sculptures; Ivor Cutler; the Japanese word for toilet; Joss Whedon; lost keys; The Melancholy Death Of Oyster Boy; miso soup; movies; My Bloody Valentine; nothing Christmassy; Old Knudsen (inevitably); pirate songs and sea shanties; seaweed (four sorts); Shakespeare and porn; Shizuoka green tea; shooting things; skinning rabbits and squirrels; strange words beginning with 'a'; wasabi eating; whalemeat;
… and many more.

Gosh it's quiet now they've gone …

13 comments:

Sassy Sundry said...

So what is the Japanese word for toilet?

I think this is the first time I've ever commented on a post, only to find a new post to comment on when I was done.

Sounds like a great day. Why Josh Whedon?

I'm reporting you to my elementary school's chapter of Save the Whales.

dive said...

o tearae … (onna for weemen; otoko for men).

Joss, because Helen and I are Buffy fans and she was drooling over my 39DVD boxed set (sad middle aged man alert).

Be sure to let them know that whalemeat is delicious.

Neponset River Bridge Dig said...

The weemen look good dive. you ole SOB you. Poor you eh?

dive said...

Ah, weemen are lovely, Rich, but it's so peaceful here now they've gone. Hee hee.
And I can get in the bathroom …

Scout said...

Well, that sounds like a perfect and very full day. Hello to Peahen. I would say more, but I'm very tired having just returned from Atlanta.

Old Knudsen said...

Why me? ah the pressure to write stuff. Joss Whedon is a genius, he can take 2nd rate actors and make them shine with a great script.
Yay! the save the whales are on to you.
I like the stuff Helen does, I actually have a greenman above my front door, I doubt if its hers.

dive said...

Hi, Robyn.
So glad to hear you're back safe and well. That's a pretty big trip for Christmas; it makes my drive down to Suffolk look decidedly wimpy.

And the reason you came up, Mr. K. is that whenever two or more weemen are gathered together anywhere in the world, your name is bound to come up.
Glad to hear you've got a greenman, but then I would have expected it of a gnarly northman like yourself.

Ame said...

Dive...can you elaborate on the Shakespeare & Porn please? Oh, sorry, what's gotten INTO me? Go ahead...explain away! Have to maintain my "sidebar" reputation! ;-)

dive said...

Hee hee.
For Peahen and Helen's reputations, that one shall stay unelaborated …

Sassy Sundry said...

I love my naughty Shakespeare book. Did that come up in conversation?

dive said...

Ame: NOOO! Not that pooey Lush stuff. I've told you once; it smells like a combination of washday detergent and rotting fruit. Pooo …

And Sassy: Nope. It started with A Midsummer Night's Dream ("enter Puck") and went rapidly downhill from there. Hee hee …

Scout said...

Hey, I didn't even notice the "skinning squirrel" reference the first time I read this. I chat on Yahoo Messenger with a friend from time to time, and we often type the same things at the exact same time.

dive said...

Spooky …