Crush Rainbow Sparkle
Feb. 20th, 2006 12:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyDo you know what I love? Walking past a shop window to find it postered with colouring competition entries. And so it was when I strolled past Swinton's Furniture Store this morning. The store is currently having the upstairs part remodelled, so decided to hold a children's colouring competition of a picture of a turtle. I don't quite see the remodelling-colouring competition-turtle nexus, myself. As long as they're happy, I suppose.
Anyway, some genius - genius, I tell you - at Swinton's decided to add a fill-in-the-blank sentence to the colouring picture, "My name is...", so the kids had to name the turtle to enter the competition. So if you ever have to name a turtle, you may want to consider one of these:
Something else I love is watching people choose seats in a cinema or on a bus. I like watching theatres fill up too, but that's not the same because theatre tickets usually have a pre-assigned seat number. I was pottering around home yesterday afternoon, doing nothing special (actually putting off going through the pantry shelves), when I decided to go and see the one-off showing of Howl's Moving Castle. I was one of the first into the cinema, finding myself a seat respectably spaced away from the other twenty or so people. Another few people came in, and then two women, one middle-aged and one older - mother and daughter, at a guess. They looked around at the mostly empty cinema, then came up to me, asked if anyone else was sitting in the row and sat down, right next to me. Not even a one-seat buffer! As it happened, the cinema filled up so I would have had someone sitting next to me anyway, but I think those two need a lesson in seat-choosing etiquette.
As for Howl's Moving Castle itself... lovely to look at but meh - too much fiddling with the story and confusing me with Sophie's constant age changes. I was excited to discover that I remember enough Japanese to understand about ten sentences in the film though.
Anyway, some genius - genius, I tell you - at Swinton's decided to add a fill-in-the-blank sentence to the colouring picture, "My name is...", so the kids had to name the turtle to enter the competition. So if you ever have to name a turtle, you may want to consider one of these:
- Crush Rainbow Sparkle (do I even need to say this one was coloured in with glitter pens? Although I suppose "crush" could be a verb...)
- Stan Turtle (Stan's renaissance continues)
- Winston = this is Swinton spellt backwards
- Big Butt
- Tooty Turty Turtle Tommy
- Wally
- AEOIIILTS
- Peter William Chupa-Chub Willie Todd
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Something else I love is watching people choose seats in a cinema or on a bus. I like watching theatres fill up too, but that's not the same because theatre tickets usually have a pre-assigned seat number. I was pottering around home yesterday afternoon, doing nothing special (actually putting off going through the pantry shelves), when I decided to go and see the one-off showing of Howl's Moving Castle. I was one of the first into the cinema, finding myself a seat respectably spaced away from the other twenty or so people. Another few people came in, and then two women, one middle-aged and one older - mother and daughter, at a guess. They looked around at the mostly empty cinema, then came up to me, asked if anyone else was sitting in the row and sat down, right next to me. Not even a one-seat buffer! As it happened, the cinema filled up so I would have had someone sitting next to me anyway, but I think those two need a lesson in seat-choosing etiquette.
As for Howl's Moving Castle itself... lovely to look at but meh - too much fiddling with the story and confusing me with Sophie's constant age changes. I was excited to discover that I remember enough Japanese to understand about ten sentences in the film though.
