September 29, 2005

Hot holy sweet goddamn!

Here is the text of the nearly-incoherent email I just sent to Jacob:

OMG OMG OMG BBQ LOL! They took it!
Calloo! Callay! O Frabjisday!
Thank you sooooooo much!
Eeeeeeeee! I'M DONE WITH MY SCHOOL APPLICATIONS! I can cross everything off of my school to-do list! Everything!
Maybe not everything. I might stop by the Financial Aid Office next half-day to see what, if anything, they have to say about re-entry and financial aid. But OMG OMG OMG LOL I'M DONE!
Hot shit! Sweetie, you are a super helper. I wonder if celebratory pizza and Dune (or sushi and Dune, or, I don't know, falafel and Dune, something and Dune) is called for tonight?

Love, D

The last piece of my readmission paperwork got turned in today. It involved my mother picking up my high school transcript in Los Angeles and sending it by FedEx overnight to Jacob at the lab, where he took it and ran with it to the Letters & Sciences Office of Undergraduate Advising to turn in my application packet for me. This is because he's awesome. My mother is also awesome and will be receiving thank-you baked goods soon (lurking family members, please do not spoil the surprise).

Ten thousand-ton weights have just been lifted from my proverbial shoulders. All I have to do now is sit back and wait to hear if I'm readmitted. You should all feel free to pound rhythmically on your tables and chant, "School for Dianna! School for Dianna!" to encourage the university in its decision. SCHOOL (for Dianna)!

Posted by dianna at September 29, 2005 11:58 AM

In case it's not immediately obvious to others, the strings of "OMG"s are not used seriously.

Congratulations! Back to school! School's back for the spring!

Posted by: Jacob at September 29, 2005 12:13 PM

...BBQ? How about 'WTF'?

Dune sounds like a good idea. There's nothing like two hours of David Lynch-inspired confusion to kill even the highest high or fuck with the coolest mellow. Just be warned, you WILL be walking around saying "I'm packing this...for The Crossing" afterwards.

Posted by: Erik at September 29, 2005 12:14 PM

Nooooo, no, not that Dune. Disc 1 of the miniseries! I've been assured it's far better than anything David Lynch could ever aspire to.

That isn't actually what I've been told, but I'm extrapolating based on the praise I've heard for the Dune miniseries and my own personal opinion of David Lynch. I have faith in the accuracy of my estimation. I have no faith in David Lynch.

Posted by: Dianna at September 29, 2005 01:04 PM

I hope a little book learnin will fix that anti-Lynch attitude, missy. SCHOOL FOR DIANNA! SCHOOL FOR DIANNA!

Posted by: jason at September 29, 2005 03:25 PM

Jason, I hold you (and everyone else involved in the watch-all-of-Twin-Peaks project) as responsible for my dislike of Mr. Lynch as Mr. Lynch himself. I fondly remember the food and company, and unfondly remember the show.

Posted by: Dianna at September 29, 2005 03:36 PM


And Dune: The David Lynch movie was terrible. What I saw of the Dune Miniseries was quite good. Unfortunately college started for me in the middle of it so I've never gotten around to see the rest of it. But it gets a qualified up-thrust appendage from me.

Posted by: Zach S. at September 29, 2005 05:27 PM

miniseries is good! i have the children of dune miniseries too if you want to borrow that next. really, i own both. so if you wanted either of them you could get them on saturday.

Posted by: didofoot at September 29, 2005 07:49 PM

Oooooh! I think I might like to borrow... both, come to think of it, since we have to get each disc separately from GreenCine and they put each miniseries on 3 discs (why 3 discs?).

I'm maybe an hour, or ninety minutes, into it and quite impressed. It's still weird and convoluted -- that's Frank Herbert's doing -- but unlike the movie it's coherent and believable, with more substance than style. So far we've had much more time spent on inter-house politics, and much less time on internal monologues consisting of, "The worm... the spice! The worm... the spice!" Likewise, more time on developing characters, less time on Sting looking googly-eyed and not doing anything.

I have a feeling this will turn into an actual review once I'm done watching the miniseries, but for now all I have to say is that part of Rabban's costume is actually a dildo harness. Hot.

Posted by: Dianna at September 30, 2005 09:44 AM


Perhaps the dildo harness and the abovementioned "qualified up-thrust appendage" are related.

Posted by: Dianna at September 30, 2005 10:03 AM

I think that's the first time anyone has described "The Beast" Rabban as "hot."

Posted by: Jacob at September 30, 2005 12:07 PM

He's not much of a beast, is he? He's kind of more of an incompetent. And his clothing ambiguously suggests that he has no dick.

Posted by: Dianna at September 30, 2005 12:54 PM

One thing that neither the Lynch nor miniseries versions really capture is how much of a monster Rabban is. The miniseries at least mentions it near the beginning, but doesn't spend enough time for it to sink in.
The Baron unleashes Rabban on Arrakis so that everyone will be relieved when Feyd takes over. The idea being, Rabban is *so* horrible, that even the beautiful sadist will be a welcome relief. It's true that Rabban is meant to be an incompetent, but he's merely incompetent at political manipulations and scheming. He's absolutely terrific at having thousands of people tortured to death.

Posted by: Jacob at September 30, 2005 01:11 PM

Goddamnit, now I'm going to have to go acquire myself a copy so I can figure what you're talking about. I saw it five years ago, so I don't recall anything about Raban's clothing, let alone anything that would suggest he's dickless.

Posted by: Zach S. at September 30, 2005 01:11 PM

Although I suppose all that nastiness could be compensation for his lack-of-dick...

Posted by: Jacob at September 30, 2005 01:12 PM

He's wearing a dildo harness, which the costume designer apparently saw and thought that the steel ring in the middle was some kind of futuristic crotch-armor rather than a device for holding a synthetic cock. It's even got a chain attaching it to his belt (in case he loses it?). You just go and watch it again and you'll see.

And I'll have to go and read the book again, because the idea of Rabban as a beast has apparently really fallen out of my head. I've gotten absolutely no such sense of him from either the movie or this. As you've described it it certainly makes the contrast between him and Feyd, which seems otherwise to be interesting but singularly pointless, much more significant.

Posted by: Dianna at September 30, 2005 02:48 PM

You know, Jacob, what you just explained illustrates another problem with the movie. David Lynch's version of the Baron had nowhere near the subtlety for that kind of plan. He was just a repugnant fool... when he should have been a scheming repugnant fool.

Posted by: Dianna at September 30, 2005 02:58 PM

why could'nt you use someone else name to cruse instead of my father's name like Mohamdamn or Benladen damn but not my father's I hope you know that you are cursing the veryone that created you and me so please think about it.

Posted by: john at May 20, 2006 07:50 AM

One, I'm shocked that this is the most blasphemous and offensive thing you can find on my blog to complain about. It's like dragging Pol Pot to court for an overdue parking ticket -- on the right track, yes, but possibly not in possession of all the facts.

And two, I'm composing a post to address the substance of your comment even as we (don't) speak. So you may rest assured that you have made the heathen take notice, though I guarantee you're not going to like the kind of notice she's taking.

Posted by: Dianna at May 23, 2006 10:35 PM