- most girls: hair done up really cute, lots of makeup, designer clothes, hipster blog, thigh gap
- me: no hair, glasses, scary beard, button up shirts and porkpie hat, cooks meth to provide for my family. i am the danger. i am the one who knocks
Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible."
— (via be-killed)
Most viewers of Peter Jackson’s The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug will take in the giant title dragon with a combination of fear and awe.
Not Benedict Cumberbatch, the British actor who plays the fire-breathing beast Smaug.
For him, it’s sexy time, an urge he felt when he first stretched himself atop the huge stack of gold coins in the winged dragon’s mountain lair.
“I was like, bow chicka wow wow, there’s going to be a little bit of dragon porn up here! But I didn’t strip off, despite what Peter says,” Cumberbatch jokes from Los Angeles.
Director Peter Jackson has been telling all who will listen that Cumberbatch was rolling around naked on a bearskin rug while doing the voice and motion-capture (or mo-cap) work needed to conjure Smaug, who is described as being the size of two 747 airplanes and who talks like an evil enchanter.
“Peter loves to exaggerate, as we know,” continues Cumberbatch, 37, but he concedes that there was indeed a fur rug and a good deal of physicality involved in lifting Smaug off Tolkien’s page and onto the 3D screen.
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