Music Monday – Stolen Treasure

Not one of their greatest, but the girl speaks truth:

That line is, of course, a reference to the wonderfully 1950s Secret of the Incas, starring a pre-superstardom Charlton Heston as a leather-jacketed scumbag who only narrowly redeems himself throughout the film.

A type of role he didn’t play often but was ironically very good at.

The movie also featured Yma Sumac.

Repost: Overheard in class

“Where is everybody?”
“People have been missing classes all day. All my other classes have been really empty.”
“That is unacceptable. People can skip boring classes, but not this one.”

“That would be cheating.”
“No, it’s called using your resources.”
“I’m a resourceful person…”

“My gosh!” (repeated interjection)

“Watch out for noses and tails.”
“Um….everybody appears to have a nose and a tail?”
“Well, sometimes they can get pinched between the cage and the lid.”
“Oh.”

“D’you know that old cowboy actor, Sam Elliott?”
“Oh yeah, I love him….he’s hot for an old dude.”

“Remember Punnett squares? Dominant and submissive genes…no, it isn’t submissive…”

“[…] In Carnivora, now, we have bears and wolves and cats–”
[sotto voce from the back row] “Oh my!”

“So lecture Monday, group test Wednesday, and then Friday we’re gonna do dissection. Yeah! They gave me a calf and we get it all to ourselves. But then we decided to take the ears off so the beef class could practice tattooing.”

“What’s your paper called? ‘My, What Big Teeth You Have?’ Nice! Mine is called, ‘Lungs.'”

Eleven Rules for Life

  1. Lift heavy.
  2. Drink distilled water.
  3. Carry a pocket knife, a notebook, a pen, and a snot rag. In different pockets.
  4. Do Cat-Mediated Interval Training.
  5. Procrastinate tactically, not recreationally.
  6. Do not wash your Hi-Vis work shirts with your .25c pants from Goodwill.
  7. Imposter syndrome: even if you know you don’t belong, don’t run until somebody actually points and says “Hey you!”
  8. For the love of God, do not use sarcasm on important documents that have your name on them.
  9. Do not call up what you cannot put down.
  10. Make ye no truce with Adam-zad, the bear that walks like a man.
  11. If someone asks you for a cracker for their oontatherium–give it to them.

Who Would Win? A Unified Theory

Ashok Vadal vs Harry Dresden.
Yikes, I have no idea what would happen here, except that Harry is going to run his mouth and Ashok is going to be suspicious and grumpy. Thing is, I can’t see these guys continuing to fight after they’ve both figured out they’re on the side of the Good Guys. In my opinion, most of these Who Would Win matches end with both parties having a drink and swapping yarns somewhere.

Thera and Murphy…mind you, I’m pretty sure they’d actually get along excellently, but if it’s a matter of either of them seeing their boys in trouble, they’d definitely wade right in. Normally I’d say that Murphy has the definite physical combat advantage (multiple black belts and all, y’know), but if it’s post-Skin Game Murphy with a bad leg, and if Thera can’t throw a knife worth a damn because her hands are messed up, the odds would even out a little bit more.

So, hey, maybe the boys aren’t going to fight at all, maybe they’re just busy dragging their ladies apart…

Harry Dresden vs John Carter, Lord Greystoke.
Are you kidding me? There isn’t going to be a fight. Harry is going to be fanboying so hard he gets caught off guard when the Pelluciderean Neanderthal ninjas get teleported in by the vengeful Therns of Barsoom (who allied with the insane Russian) and a bundle of hired thugs from the south side (probably ghouls in disguise) who tried to jump him earlier and are now aiming to kidnap the womenfolk.

Murphy gets kidnapped on account of being a blonde female in the company of the heroes and thus obviously a damsel.

Murphy has strong opinions about this.

John Carter, Lord Greystoke vs Conan of Cimmeria
Like I said, no matter how this begins, this is only ever going to end with them having a drink somewhere with their respective ladies (whom they have just finished rescuing.) Conan is probably going to pay, because he also pinched the jewels from under the evil altar on the way out.

Ashok Vadal vs Benedict of Amber
Oh, wow. If it did come to a fight, Benedict is going to win hands-down, and the most Ashok is going to do is make him raise a sweat. But realistically, Ashok lucked out in this one, because it’s quite obvious Benedict isn’t there for a fight. Benedict has come back, after an unavoidably long hiatus–

–perhaps he was imprisoned in Chaos; perhaps he was guarding another relation and dared not leave; perhaps an enemy or a jealous lover interfered with the flow of time and kept him for ages past his intent–

–to see how his children fare.

Ramrowan is obviously Benedict.–the greatest strategist, or tactician, or combatant who ever lived, but who has learned the value of peace through his who also realizes the horror of war and the worth of a human life. He’d have some answers for Ashok, and then they’d go off and fight the demons of Chaos together.

Solomon Kane vs Corwin of Amber
Solomon Kane, the solemn, fanatical Puritan avenger, has been on the trail of an evil man like a starving wolf follows the scent of blood. From one end of the world to the other he has been at this cur’s heels, and yet somehow stumbles into an ambush anyway. (This always happens).

Corwin of Amber pauses in his hellride when he sees a half-familiar form in a desperate fight, one man against many, cut and tattered and blooded with many wounds: staunch, undefeated. He turns aside in his journey through Shadow, even though he knows in his heart this can be but the shadow of a man he once knew ages before: in the days before the court of the Sun King fell, in the time when the days were new and the nights bright and deadly.

Kane recounts his tale of woe and vengeance and his mission of Godly vengeance. Corwin rides with him to see it done and fights with him, side by side, one last time.

Kane invites the stranger to stay and ride with him a while, but Corwin demurs. He has a brother to murder and a multiverse to conquer, and, with a courteous salute and a reckless laugh, spurs his horse. And yet the words his once-companion calls after him ring on the wind, strangely to his ears: “What profitteth it a man if he gain the whole world and lose his soul?”