The Lazy Weekend
One thing people should know about me is that I have been a huge Dragonlance fan since primary school days. I started on Way of The Tiger and Lone Wolf series (and the ubiquitous Choose Your Own Adventure stuff) but these kiddie fantasy books were abandoned the moment I got introduced to Dragonlance. I never tire of re-reading The Chronicles and Legends series and all (Rather complete list of Dragonlance novels here and here). Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman were gods in their own right and epic Dragonlance definitely rules over the boring Lord of The Rings.
My love affair with Krynn has never ceased, as evident from my consistent online persona Kitiara ( I irc-ed using this nick too in secondary and JC years!). Yes, and I do prefer reading to the actual D&D role-playing but it really depends on who my companions on the quest are. Ha. Incidentally, the Dragonlance book covers two decades ago were a more fitting tribute to the colossal plot. Don’t like the new book covers. They look lame and alas, kiddie!
And I always harbour the hope that the success of the movie adaptation of Lord of The Rings would mean my Raistlin and Kitiara and Tanis coming to life on the big screen very soon. I still remember arguing with someone that Brad Pitt will make a good Cameron. I guess Kitiara can be Angelina Jolie? Unfortunately, the movie stays a vain hope.
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It’s best not to watch The Da Vinci Code movie late at night. The first half was tortuously slow-paced and I struggled to keep awake. Second half was more promising, but strangely predictable for someone (me lah) who has steadfastly resisted (actually I flatly refused to) reading the book. Certain segments felt gratuitous and otiose, and more importantly, I was terrified that the movie would never end, ‘cos there would be one closure after another, even when you don’t care anymore. A bit like A.I in this sense, except of course A.I was a great, great movie, until the point the aliens started showing up and you go WTF!?
The one good thing that came out of watching the movie, was that I bumped into Junwei!!! Er, who, you ask? Well, no one I knew particularly well really, just an ex-TJC astronomy club acquaintance. But I couldn’t recognize him at all cos he was wearing a pair of ridiculous plastic black frames as glasses. I fear I was rude and went as far as to squeak: eek what happened to you? You used to be so boyish and cute!!! But I tempered that with: huh? What’s with the mature look!! The poor guy was so traumatized that he took off his glasses when we were alone and asked: do I look more like what you remembered now? Ha. I’m terrible, I know. And I did all that to him when he told me he just broke his collar bone due to rollerblading accident. Talk about preying on a man’s insecurities. Fortunately, he has veins. Unfortunately, he’s too short. Okay. I should just stop here.
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I also met O2 in person to pick up the Columbia University tee he has so kindly bought on my behalf. Unfortunately the tee only has the world Columbia on it. No school motto, no school crest. Nothing. Just COLUMBIA in blue. It could very well refer to the state, or even the movie production house. Think Columbia pictures. Sigh. I guess Harvard still rules then. Meihui, can get BJ to buy more when he’s back?
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Mr Dimples is escorting me to Grease.
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Write, write, write!!
My love affair with Krynn has never ceased, as evident from my consistent online persona Kitiara ( I irc-ed using this nick too in secondary and JC years!). Yes, and I do prefer reading to the actual D&D role-playing but it really depends on who my companions on the quest are. Ha. Incidentally, the Dragonlance book covers two decades ago were a more fitting tribute to the colossal plot. Don’t like the new book covers. They look lame and alas, kiddie!
And I always harbour the hope that the success of the movie adaptation of Lord of The Rings would mean my Raistlin and Kitiara and Tanis coming to life on the big screen very soon. I still remember arguing with someone that Brad Pitt will make a good Cameron. I guess Kitiara can be Angelina Jolie? Unfortunately, the movie stays a vain hope.
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It’s best not to watch The Da Vinci Code movie late at night. The first half was tortuously slow-paced and I struggled to keep awake. Second half was more promising, but strangely predictable for someone (me lah) who has steadfastly resisted (actually I flatly refused to) reading the book. Certain segments felt gratuitous and otiose, and more importantly, I was terrified that the movie would never end, ‘cos there would be one closure after another, even when you don’t care anymore. A bit like A.I in this sense, except of course A.I was a great, great movie, until the point the aliens started showing up and you go WTF!?
The one good thing that came out of watching the movie, was that I bumped into Junwei!!! Er, who, you ask? Well, no one I knew particularly well really, just an ex-TJC astronomy club acquaintance. But I couldn’t recognize him at all cos he was wearing a pair of ridiculous plastic black frames as glasses. I fear I was rude and went as far as to squeak: eek what happened to you? You used to be so boyish and cute!!! But I tempered that with: huh? What’s with the mature look!! The poor guy was so traumatized that he took off his glasses when we were alone and asked: do I look more like what you remembered now? Ha. I’m terrible, I know. And I did all that to him when he told me he just broke his collar bone due to rollerblading accident. Talk about preying on a man’s insecurities. Fortunately, he has veins. Unfortunately, he’s too short. Okay. I should just stop here.
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I also met O2 in person to pick up the Columbia University tee he has so kindly bought on my behalf. Unfortunately the tee only has the world Columbia on it. No school motto, no school crest. Nothing. Just COLUMBIA in blue. It could very well refer to the state, or even the movie production house. Think Columbia pictures. Sigh. I guess Harvard still rules then. Meihui, can get BJ to buy more when he’s back?
{edited22 May 5.55am: Thanks to takchek, the 25 thing you don't really need to know about me is that I couldn't spell Colombia University, before his highlighting of my bizarre error. There has to be some subconscious awareness here now that I think about it. But well. Let's do it again. Just COLOMBIA in blue. People who just take a glance or don't know any better would read COLUMBIA. Think state. Think Columbia pictures. Sigh. Sigh.}
{edited 22 May 4.35pm: This is getting ridiculous. Apparently I do know how to spell Columbia University. I just read comments too fast and don't know how to spell COLOMBIA THE STATE. At least that's how I understand, right now, after re-reading. I might get a different understanding later. But well, know what. Let's just forget it, please. Fark. I've got more pressing things to mind.}
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Lazy weekend. I try to catch up on two week’s worth of sleep. Managed to drag myself out of bed for Big Walk this morning. Circled half-heartedly around the stadium and promptly drove to Geylang for some breakfast dim sum before tumbling into bed again.*
Mr Dimples is escorting me to Grease.
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Write, write, write!!
4 Comments:
Buy the Tees online lah.
takchek
BTW, the country is spelled ColOmbia.
takchek
the sad thing is we can't tell, i mean spell. my friend who saw the tee couldn't. she went - that's it?
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sorry o2, didn't mean to sound ungrateful.
Nice to meet another Dragonlance reader. I totally agree with you that the earlier covers were better. I love the way Raistlin and Caramon Majere were drawn then.
Sometimes I wish they came out with a one-off novel on a world if Raistlin did coax Takhasis out of the Abyss, kicked her butt, won and ruled over all of Krynn. The few passages offered in the Twins Trilogy were insufficient.
IMVHO, Raistlin Majere is much like Satan of Milton's Paradise Lost: the anti-hero. Not to be insensitive, but I notice a difference in how the Columbine Massacre is perceived: to the popular kids who were always in the "in-crowd" and the cliques, it was a terrible tragedy; to the geeks, nerds, outcasts and the bullied, there is also sadness, yes, but there is also a measure of schadenfreude--at least some of the victims got what they deserved. Thus, I never fail to experience a measure of satisfaction when Raistlin arrives to kick everyone's butts and save the day at the end of Dragons of Spring Dawning, his estrangement from Fizban notwithstanding.
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