Spent most of the afternoon and morning working in the yard. I can't decide if it's awful or awesome that the black walnut tree is fruiting this year. We'll see what my opinion is after I've picked up another four or five bushels of mostly-rotten nuts. (Feel the burn in those thighs!) Haven't decided yet if I'm going to try to shell any this year or not - I did a bunch two years ago, the last time it fruited, and my fingers were this absolutely lovely mahogany color until mid-October. Then Mom, who has a vicious PUT IT IN TUPPERWARE instinct, sealed them up before they'd had a chance to cure and they all mildewed. Bah.

The squirrels get nearly all the good ones anyway. Anybody know how to tell a good nut from a bad before you shell it? Because that's a *lot* of effort for a very few good nuts.

Then I spent the evening shelving books on my LibraryThing.com account. It's not solved yet, but the remaining books are a lot more manageable now. (For those who haven't encountered me in hoard-brooding mode before - I live, with all my worldly possessions, in a 15x20 foot bedroom. Among those possessions: well over a thousand books. And I acquire new ones at a rate of about five a week, although in a good month I can easily do four times that. So it's a never-ending puzzle to get them shelved = good thing I love messing about with books! ATM I have eight separate bookshelves of varying sizes in the room, not counting the line of books across the top of my dresser, and I sleep on the top bunk of a bunk bed with a reading nook on the bottom. For all that, the room's surprisingly open and airy when everything's stowed away where it belongs.)

So now instead of four tall piles of random recent books under my bed, I have a pile of classic literature and a pile of books on the writing life and a pile of books that might be relevant to my NaNo. And *everything else* is shelved, which I honestly didn't think I'd manage until about five minutes before I finished. Yay!

(Yeah - I know what I'm doing for NaNo already, mostly thanks to limyaael's fantasy rants. I'm starting a good month sooner than the last five years though, so hooray! No worries, though - I'm fairly well certain I'll just do all the worldbuilding and then give up on the actual writing a week in, like always.)

Movie night tonight was "Flesh Gordon".

It is an excellent movie. Not that it's, y'know, good, in any conventional way, but the people making it went in knowing *exactly* what they wanted to create, and they created it *perfectly*.

And - okay, this is going to sound very silly - but it felt more *real* than a lot of other SF movies, because really, it was the first movie I've ever seen where the alien culture *didn't* adhere to modern Western standards of modesty, and all of the wink-nudge subtext got to be actual text. It was just so .. refreshing, in a worldbuilding sense, to finally get to see flesh instead of artful drapery.

Plus, the plot actually hung together a lot *better* than any other SF film I've seen with a similar effects budget. Better than a lot of SF films that actually *do* have an effects budget. (...and I may have let out an embarrassing squee noise when I saw Bjo Trimble's name in the credits.) Really, a spot-on parody, the kind you can only manage by both mocking the conventions of the original and *doing them better*.

(It doesn't hurt, of course, that it was basically what you'd get if you filmed many of my favorite fanfics.)

(Oh, who am I kidding: I just want to see Colonel Sheppard hook up with Prince Precious (for justice!) while Dr. McKay slaves away in the laboratory and Teyla leads the Amazon army to freedom and Atlantis writhes under the cruel effects of the Sex Rays.)

(...Matt said the movie reminded him of Torchwood. I approve of this comment.)

(...Anyone up for a Flesh Gordon crossover ficathon? At the very least I may have to request Flesh/Precious for yuletide this year. Although if we did a fest I could totally even figure out how to rip it to avi, since kyabetsu loaned me the DVD.)

(she loaned it to me for iconing purposes, but I ought to wait on that till I finish with Tek Jansen. ...who also needs to land on Planet Porno, come to think of it ... so you'll have to make do with the '70s soft porn icon I already had uploaded.)