Bits, Bobs, and Ferengis (NSFW)

First, Required Monthly Corgi (again) brought to you by my friend Renee:

Oh, the cute is making my head feel a little explodey

This is another one of those posts without a single unifying purpose, just a bunch of random crap cobbled together because they exist in my head.

I started watching the Doctor Who. The first couple of episodes were cool, but I couldn’t see what everyone was FREAKING THE FRELL out about. About episode five I got it. I watched episode ten last night, and I totally get it. Holy freaking shiv, the show is incredible. The story telling and acting is stellar. I’ll admit this too: it appeals to my feminist sensibilities.

I’ve come to accept that my life will always have a feminist lens from here on out. I don’t know how I feel about it, but I know it’s there now. Doctor Who kicks ass. Most things with the male ‘lead’ and female ‘companion’ have an element of the big strong man protecting the screaming female. Rose screams, but she also kicks everyone’s ass. The series, so far, has been full of smart, resourceful characters who solve problems as much with their brains and bravery than force. Gender doesn’t matter. It is wonderful, and I’m seriously entranced. If I ever breed, I’m making my kids watch the show to help ensure their awesome.

Okay, insanely silly side note: I got a second set of holes in my ears so I can wear the earring the Viking bought me all the time. (I’m pretty sure I dangled a modifier there, but I like to live on the edge.) I promised him I wouldn’t put so many holes in my ears I ended up looking like a female Ferengi.

So Tina doesn’t have to use the Google:

This is a sexy, sexy Ferengi woman (Updated: I just realized that some of you might not get the funny. It’s one of the male Ferengi characters in drag. Yep, an alien. You are welcome my friends.)

For everyone else: this is what happens when you go to the weird parts of the interwebz:

Rule 34 OR Ferengi Ta-tas

Also, when did I become all crafty and shit? I was pretty sure I got over my crafty tendencies when I stopped working with the Girl Scouts, but over about the past year, I’ve started making things and googling strange shit like how to preserve flowers. I got excited about picking out yarn today because I’m crocheting a damn blanket. Yep. That’s right. I’m crocheting now. I just finished knitting the dopest, freshest headband in EXISTENCE. Well, okay, a six year old in the 1890’s would be embarrassed by how badly made it is, but I’m proud. I mostly stayed with uniform amounts of stitches. Remember when I was too busy gaming to do thing like knit? I don’t know if I’ve digressed or not.

Yeah… I think that covers it.

Oh, to help you recover from the Star Trek porn: