Recently we had a new user over on Rian’s forum, posting some Looper questions in broken English. They seemed to be asking about the significance of various numbers: Sara’s age, Cid’s birth date.
Today, I received this e-mail from them.
Sydney University Hacks Its Bell Tower To Play The Freaking Game Of Thrones Theme
Yeah, you read right: the goddamn University of Sydney — those smartypantses — rigged their bell tower so it would play the incredible opening theme to Game Of Thrones. This is awesome.
This video was uploaded — and presumably captured — on Friday outside the main hall of the University of Sydney, and the jaunty bells are ringing out in clear, crisp harmony, the theme to Game of Thrones.
What do you mean “hacked” or “rigged”? Sydney University employs a carillonist. This may be her or someone else playing, but either way nothing is “rigged” here. It’s like saying that I hacked a set of English handbells to play Under Pressure. I mean, it’s cool that you’re excited about bells (I’m always excited about bells) but take a minute to Google what it is you’re sharing. People work hard to learn to play these things!
TRUTH BOMBS. Luckily, almost every single comment on the original Gizmodo article is someone addressing the real story: Isaac Wong (a student, if I understand correctly), arranged and performed this piece on the carillon, which looks like a hella difficult instrument. That’s right: the commenters also linked to another video, of Wong performing. That takes serious skills!
My first most vivid and broad impression of the identity of things, seems to me to have been gained on a memorable raw afternoon towards evening. At such a time I found out for certain, that this bleak place overgrown with nettles was the churchyard; and that Philip Pirrip, late of this parish, and also Georgiana wife of the above, were dead and buried; and that the distant savage lair from which the wind was rushing, was the sea; and that the small bundle of shivers growing afraid of it all and beginning to cry, was Pip.
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There’s a brilliant audiobook production of Great Expectations beautifully narrated by Hugh Laurie, that abridges just enough of the padding to make Dickens’ prose flow more like poetry. I highly recommend it.
Now this is the story all about how My torso got filled up with grounds
I want to be the person who keeps this joke going, but I absolutely cannot top “my torso got filled up with grounds.”
I know how to show a girl a good time.
You know how sometimes you’ll have a friend, and you’re attracted to them, but you have other reasons you’re never going to go there? And sometimes it’s “been awhile”?
I do not especially recommend having long talks about sex with such friends at such times.
Food, books, and ukuleles.
You guys. I booked another solo show. In a bookstore. With Molly Lewis.
If you’re in the Seattle area, come to Soulfood Books in Redmond on June 29, to see me, Molly, and Katie Tinney play nerdy acoustic songs. Apparently they also have a cafe, so basically the building will be full of food, books, and ukuleles: three of my favorite things in life.
BEST SHOW EVER? (yes)
Someday I will stop giggling whenever I hear/read/say “Hot Tiddleston.”
BUT TODAY IS NOT THAT DAY.
Has anyone started a Tumblr yet dedicated to photos of actors between takes holding umbrellas, or with PAs holding umbrellas over them? I really like that genre of behind-the-scenes photo, for some reason.
During VloggerFair, I ducked out with some friends to visit Pegasus Pizza, West Seattle’s finest pizza parlour and purveyor of local root-based beers. The folks at our table all had very different reactions to this fine beverage.
