Bubblesbubblesbubbles!

oh,the smell of sulphur in the morning.

ROTORUA IS AWESOME. Well, the capslock wasn’t originally intended, but it fits anyways.

There are bubbles and colours and steam and mud and all that thermal stuff.

And friendly people. And ferns. And kiwis! And menthos induced geysers.

A night walk around the lake!

And it’s cooold ! And I’m sleepy. Taupo and Wellington tomorrow.

And the trailer is awesome. And terrible. And he did the thing with his voice. *meows and hides*

(By cold Imean I’m wearing six layers of clothing. Is it still 30 degrees back at home? )

And I finally know which one of the ferns around here is the national one, yay!

Here, you can see the author sitting with a pint of apple cider in front of the fireplace of the Green Dragon Inn, talking selfies with the Bag End and random Hobbiton scenery and in front of the informantion centrein Matamata.

*excited giggle*

We left Auckland at about eight in the morning, stretched our legs in Hamilton and got out in Matamata a qarter past eleven. The 11:45 tour was already sold out when we were booking, so we had until 12:30 to walk around the town. It’s a prettynice example of all the NZ paradoxes - the big ferns growing justnext to normal looking trees, breathtaking scenery in the background….and cabbages in a flower bed.

The bus to the movie set takes about fifteen minutes between sheep pasturesand gosh, the whole farm is gorgeous, the views and scenery…just wow.

And then there’s another bus and another five minutes and …meow. You walk through the whatever-you-call-it Bilbo ran through with the contract and suddenly you can see the whole hobbit village with Bag End on the top of the hill. And the whole tour is awesome , takes about an hour and a half and ends in the Green Dragon, where you’ll get a (nonalcoholic) drink and can spend some time realising that this all is for real.

It was definetely raining inside. I wasn’t actually crying. Not at all. :D
(but yeah, I’m still jetlagged and tired, so that might have played some part in that. Or not. )

The bus back to Matamata leaves again at three fifteen, so we comfortably caught the bus at half past. Also, we could leave ourbackpacks at the Matamata I-Site.

In other news,Rotorua smells like hell. Literally, the air here is full of sulphur from all the geothermal stuff going on here. Which we’re gonna explore tomorrow. Good night !

Six am…I mean four pm

The thing about jetlag is that it’s a sneaky backstabbing bastard and when you think you’ve already got used to waking up in the morning and sleeping at night, yourbody decides two am is the perfect time for laying awake for acouple of hours and thinking.

Jetlagged not drunk, definetely drunk not jetlagged. How the hell did my arm get to his shoulder. Why would he tell random strangers he was affraid?
(an example of random deep night jetagged thouhts, none of this actually happened today)

Today: Glow wooooooooorms! Glow worm caves! Soooo awesome. Bioluminicsecnce! Darkness! Quiet! No hobitsses and nasty orcs. But….GLOWING THINGIES! Also New Zealand countryside looks amazing.

Here comes the part, where I try to force the words to work (and probably fail miserably)
New Zealand is green. Hundreds different shades of green.
New Zealand is covered in hills and mountains. I half expected to see trolls and orcs and dinosaurs to walk among them. There is one view that lokks like Jeseníky.
New Zealand feels familiar. It looks a bit like Canada. Itlooks a bit like grandma’s backyard.
There are forests. And palms. Like…palms in the middle of a piece of woods. Well, its actually a fern, which makes it even worse I guess.
There are cows and fluffy sheep and horses dreesed in blankets.

And Auckland smells like fish. :D

Tomorrow: *exciřed meow*



*whispers*
hobbitsessssss
*hides behind a sofa*

Any food, meat, nuts, honey, used sports equipement….?

If you ever go to Australia or New Zealand, don’t pack anything. Just buy everything there. Because the list of things to declare (so that you don’t accidentally end up spoiling the ecosystems here more than they already are) is like…endless. Poor dwarfs from Hobbitcon declaring fifteen different types of european chocolate. Or eating it all on the plane. :D

(Ok, it’s actually not that bad and the customs people are really nice and friendly but..yes, it it that bad. It’s terrible bordering on vogon poetry workshop registration office.)

But hey, I’m in Auckland now. It’s….very Almighty Johnsony. And they have a tower with lightses.

Tomorrow : glowworms!

Hello from Auckland.

Find a giraffe. And the Opera House.
Look, a pokemon!
A scared biophysicist taking a selfie with a dragon.

Imean seriously, it was just chilling there, eyes closed…….and then he turned his head and looked at me. Scary as hell.

The zoo was amazing,I petted a kangaroo! saw like a million other cool animals, talked to some birds and generally had a great time.

Then I walked two more kilometers on a path through what a panel at the botanical garden called “native bushland” to another ferry stop. It was pretty cool and refreshing and great and ….why the meow did I decide to walk thirty killometers in tye two days after thirty hours on plane? :D

I also officially love australian supermarkets. The fruit and vegetable section! The food there looks not only edible, but also tasty and yummy and it smells nice and meow. Excited meow.

Oh yeah and I met a friendly australian granpa. We talked a bit. Said goodbye and then met again ten minutes later.

Auckland tomorrow! :D

Hello again from Sydney.

This is a famous house…and a half of the blogger’s face. Aaaaaand today has been great - we walked around the city a bit and then took a ferry to Manly, where we fooled around on a beach,looked down from cliffsand walked through an australian forest. Woods. Bushlands. Something like that.

And we also walked through the Botanical Garden, which is amaaaaazing !

"Get closer to the birds, I want to take a foto of you with them!"
“But they are big and scary!”
“Then pretend they are sheep!”

In other news, kakadoos …. I mean cockatoos , or however you call them in english, are noisy as hell. And big. And scary. :D

Zoo tomorrow!

England collapse to defeat by India

news haedaline without a context.

Well, I found out it wasbaboutb some sport eventually,but the first moment vas scary.

JETLAAAAAAAAAAAG! (Eighteen hours on plane, thirtry two on the road)

Also,yestrday itbwas monday,what happened to tuesdday ?

In other news, I’m in Sydney now. *waves to the west in the general direction of @endorwitch *
It feels like the US in a way, but less intimidating.

We went forba walk. Saw the Opera House. There is quite a lot of men in suits and well fitting jackets walking around,nice view.

I think I like it here. Good night!

My random thoughts while watching Captain America for the first time

endorwitch:

endorwitch:

CA has commenced.

"There goes our salvage guys" lol this feels like the start of Aliens!

ok where are we now? your dodgy camera work means i missed the txt at bottom the screen man!

What the blazes is Filch doing on my screen? And wheres his cat?

And Hugo Weaving? i was gonna make a comment about him suddenly appearing in a dress or elf ears but the way he is talking i am more expecting him to say “Mr Andersom” many many times… hehe

its the funky blue box from the end of Thor!!!!!!! or not

that is one skinny lil runt. my hed is pastede on, yay!

why does lil runt guy sound sorta like eric bana when he talks?

oh those Starks!

its beena while since i saw Iron Man 2…did this exposition thing get mentioned in that or am i going mad? probably going mad…

ooh. imma love Stanley Tucci. imma squish him.

yup…dont mess with chicks man…they;ll hurt you!

aww tommy lee jones!

omgawd he’s sooo sweet! diving ONTO the grenade? OMGAWD I LOVE HIM!!!!!!

hmm - i have seen photos from the RArmitage filming his scenes….this scenery looks suspiciously like where those shots were taken. WHERE IS MY FAVE ENGLISHMAN??????????

aww will i haven to wait for the transformation before my baby appears?

Papa stark is back. hello papa stark! i lust after your son!

aww lil runt looks nervous. poor baby! it’ll be okay. you’ll be stomping nazis in no time!

what a brave lil guy. see it will be boring after this when he is huge.

HOW ARE HIS PANTS STILL FITTING?????????

WAIT A MINUTE! I recognise that nose!!!!!!!!!!!!! ITS MY BABY!!1 i didnt recognise him before - i blame the evil camera recording….surely with a good picture i would have recognised the RArmitage instantly??

that bitch shot my englishman!!!!!!!!!1

lol i like how the cab door had a star on it like his shield.

dude whats with the mini one-man sub-like thing? like when did nazis get such impressive tech? looks like a water-based batmobile.

and hey didnt richard say once he has a fear of water…i vaguely recall reading about him having issues with teh 1) fake water-boarding and 2) fight scenes in a pool in spooks. how did he do this scene?

wow rich - boy your teeth are shiny white! and now you are dead. i am sad.

ah yes - its time to dress like a dork and raise funds for the war! dont you feel like a REAL hero now?

off to save your mate! aww stark-daddy is helping!

dude - is steve and his best friend in love? i think so! :D of course its WW2 era - they will never admit it and he will pretend he likes the girl instead.

oh tommy you fool! Steve baby will be fine. and he will have saved a shitload of dudes! see! i was right

jaws drop…boys love the red dress.

boring fight stuff……..

zomgawd steves boyfriend just fell to his death?what???????/ no one told me this was a tragic love story!

and i dunno why…but even though his head is red and no nose….for some reason creepy version of schmidts head reminds me of the gross guy in sin city with the yellow skin (the one in the storyline with bruce willis and jessica alba)…i am not sure why its making me think of that……but it is!

gawd more boring-as fighting. i am glad i didnt pay money for this.

tommy lee has a car with nitris oxide?????????? WOW THATS AWESOME!!

well isnt that a gay metaphor? steve just committed surprise buttsex on schmidt and his plane. nice one!

yeah well i just saw thor so i know what the blue thing is doing…you be going through a wormhole buddy. i hope you have fun!

aww what a mean ending - at least for the girl. we know he will be back for Avengers….and according to most peeps i follow on tumblr, be having gay sex with Tony. :D

and welcome to the future steve!

seriously if i had paid money for this i would have been pissed.

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guys this is the first post on my tumblr that had chris tagged it in it. i just cracked up rereading it.

Mahal, that’s so accurate. *laughs so hard mum comes from the other room and asks if I’m alright*

dangersocks:

deansass:

deansass:

All the marvel art I did for the Draw Yourself Challenge so far! I thought I’d put them in one post c:

To clarify the art:

  • I am a muslim girl who wears the hijab and prefers to wear long/loose things that go below the butt

Individual posts: Steve, Bucky, Natasha, Hawkeye, Thor, Loki

Reblogging again because i just added Stark and Banner~

These are fantastic.

Another pointless  selfie because a) I’m still figuring out how this magicbox works b)I’ve been trying  out different outfits for like a century c) I’m wearing a dress and I Understood that Reference and Philosophers’ Stone  eyeshadows,d) because why not. 

Good night,internet people, good night.

Another pointless selfie because a) I’m still figuring out how this magicbox works b)I’ve been trying out different outfits for like a century c) I’m wearing a dress and I Understood that Reference and Philosophers’ Stone eyeshadows,d) because why not.

Good night,internet people, good night.

Wow, that episode was so…normal!
says the Welcome to Night Vale fandom, about the episode where a semi-psychic lizard donates thousands of rabbits to overrun the local community college. (via soleminisanction)
deducecanoe:

strawberrypatty:

I think this is one of the most beautiful things in the special.
This is not even on the meta “Oh my God, it’s Tom Baker!” thing. Not really. It’s about the hope this gives for the Doctor.
The Curator is, IMHO, the last incarnation of the Doctor. He’s done all he can, seen all he can see. Now he’s Sherlock Holmes as a Bee Keeper. Instead of retiring from the action-packed life to being, like, the President of the restored Galifrey, he’s retired to Earth— his adopted home.
This is one last trip for him. It’s an extended version of the last twenty minutes of Journey’s End for him. Just think about how long he’s been in this form. He most likely regenerated into Tom Baker from Planet of the Spiders. So how long has he lived? Eleven has lived for two hundred years in his current incarnation without any real visible change in appearance. It’s possible the Curator has spent millennia in this incarnation.
And he’s a Curator. He collects things from the past. He remembers. He’s perfectly content not dashing about any longer. I like to think he watches the things his past self does, recalling the good times. He looks in on his companions in their own times. Since he’s on the slow path now himself, he can visit the Ponds without risking the destruction of the timeline. He and Jack and Barbara and Ian can meet up and laugh about watching the world pass them by very, very slowly.
The Curator is the Doctor’s reward for all he’s done to keep the universe safe.

word, bb

deducecanoe:

strawberrypatty:

I think this is one of the most beautiful things in the special.

This is not even on the meta “Oh my God, it’s Tom Baker!” thing. Not really. It’s about the hope this gives for the Doctor.

The Curator is, IMHO, the last incarnation of the Doctor. He’s done all he can, seen all he can see. Now he’s Sherlock Holmes as a Bee Keeper. Instead of retiring from the action-packed life to being, like, the President of the restored Galifrey, he’s retired to Earth— his adopted home.

This is one last trip for him. It’s an extended version of the last twenty minutes of Journey’s End for him. Just think about how long he’s been in this form. He most likely regenerated into Tom Baker from Planet of the Spiders. So how long has he lived? Eleven has lived for two hundred years in his current incarnation without any real visible change in appearance. It’s possible the Curator has spent millennia in this incarnation.

And he’s a Curator. He collects things from the past. He remembers. He’s perfectly content not dashing about any longer. I like to think he watches the things his past self does, recalling the good times. He looks in on his companions in their own times. Since he’s on the slow path now himself, he can visit the Ponds without risking the destruction of the timeline. He and Jack and Barbara and Ian can meet up and laugh about watching the world pass them by very, very slowly.

The Curator is the Doctor’s reward for all he’s done to keep the universe safe.

word, bb

Oh, look at me trying to figure out how the tumblrapp-tablet combo works,  so that  I know if it’s  worth taking it down there……I mean down under ….I mean Middle Earth….ON MONDAAAAAAAAY

Oh, look at me trying to figure out how the tumblrapp-tablet combo works, so that I know if it’s worth taking it down there……I mean down under ….I mean Middle Earth….ON MONDAAAAAAAAY

Hi, I was wondering if you had anything to say about the lack of representation of female superheroes in children's merchandise (to the point of erasing Natasha from the adaptation of The Avengers!?!) I've just been thinking about it a lot and then I wrote a really long post about it and you seem like the kind of person who would know more about these things than I would so ... I thought I would ask if you ever thought about it. Also I think you're awesome but that's beside the point.

minim-calibre:

carnivaloftherandom:

minim-calibre:

jacquez45:

fuckyeahblackwidow:

I went to a comic book convention a year or so ago with the intention of buying some Black Widow merchandise for a blog giveaway, but there was none.  At a comic book convention.  A smallish comic book convention, but still.

You have to understand this goes back to the reasons Disney bought Marvel in the first place.  Like Gail Simone has pointed out, in the wake of the “Young Justice cancelled because too many girls were watching” fiasco, Disney wanted a share of the boys toy market to match the Princess brand’s stranglehold on the girls toy market.  And one of the easy and frequent ways to market to boys is to hang up a no girls allowed sign.

Marketing logic goes like this: if you have a target demographic identified, you spend all your time and $$$ pitching to that demographic, because that is the most efficient way to get returns.  If you do not have a target demographic identified, you identify a target demographic.  And the big population % casualty of this clever logic, not just when it comes to superhero toys but geek culture in general, is women.

When giant boobs and ass pointing the same impossible direction grace all the covers of your comic books, when five year old kids have Hawkeye nerf arrows and Iron Man masks to play with, but not Widow’s bites, it says, hello chums, this is for you.  For you, and not for girls.  Girls games and girls merchandise are kept on special shelves, conveniently colored pink, so they can be bordered off, easily identified.  Comic book costumes for women are made in “sexy” variants, comic book shirts for women tend to say things like “girl power” or “my boyfriend is a superhero” and are kept, in this way, safely in their girly-place. (And why there are shirts like this one that got Greg Rucka so mad.)  It is why, so often, when nerdtypes are troubled by Anita Sarkeesian types or articles like Janelle Asselin’s, they act like something has been taken away from them.  You can’t expect comic books to be made for you, they say.  Comic books are not for you.

Yes, I think about this a lot.  I think about this a lot, and it grows fangs in my mouth, turns my rhetoric vicious. I think about how much money toy companies must have spent to convince the world that action figures and dolls are not the same thing. I think about what it means that we do not have so many Black Widow toys for girls to play with, because superheroes are for boys.  And what it means that we do not have so many Black Widow toys for boys to play with, because boys do not need women to be superheroes.

Further reading, if you’re interested:

I’m just going to point out that today, my preschool-aged daughter cried in Target because she wanted Avengers underwear and there wasn’t any for her.  (I offered the boy Avengers underwear, but she did not want it.  She wanted girl Avengers underwear and was heartbroken she couldn’t have it.) 

Very few things piss me off more than the fact that when I was a tiny kid in the late 1970s and early 1980s, I could get superhero Underoos for a female body, and yet today, in 2014, such things pretty much do not exist.

WTF? How is it that 35 years ago, there was more choice for non-boy geeklets than there is now????

^ And it’s not even like there are gender-neutral options for a lot of things.
My mom’s birthday is usually around Memorial Day and I couldn’t find an Avengers’ birthday card that didn’t have gendered language.
Even something like, “Happy Birthday, you’ll always be my hero,” would’ve worked.
Nooooope.
We are half the audience. Fit for a female body doesn’t mean pinkifying, doesn’t mean flirty is the only option we need, and doesn’t mean one female body type.
Representation in Merch matters, too.

Preach it.

I’m still bitter that I can’t find a Green Lantern ring to fit my moderately tiny hands.

I want non-frillified shirts that don’t make me look like a box if I’m dressing femme. 

Lounge pants with superhero stuff that are actually designed to go over my hips! And that aren’t stupidly long on my 5’2” self! 

I have the money! I want them to take my money! I want them to *want* to take my money!