Goofy Gothy Grooving Goodness

We’ve established that I’m a poor excuse for a goth, right? Like, I like dark things but only if I can laugh at them, too. I love Tim Burton movies (have I mentioned how thrilled I am that Armitage is doing a Burton movie? Because holy crap, you have no idea) and the Addams Family, but not so much other, really truly gothy things. Unless, of course, we’re talking about Trent Reznor who I do adore but who is a little too intense for me after a while and I’m not alone in that. This popped up on my Facebook feed last night, linked by a friend who said that it “broke her brain.” Right there with ya, sister.

 

Button Up, Buttercup

I have a theory about how Philadelphia avoided the huge snow dump that was predicted for it last week. This is by no means a sound meteorological theory (You expected sound? From someone who listens to a groundhog?) but it’s inspired by another near-miss weather event, the time Hurricane Gloria largely avoided New York City in 1985. Then-Mayor Ed Koch said, “We scared the hell out of the hurricane and it went elsewhere,” elsewhere being Long Island and New England. I’m fascinated by the New York Cityishness of that quote and I always think about it when there’s some dire prediction that doesn’t come true. So my theory is this: Snowpacalypse 2015 was averted in Philadelphia because Rocky Balboa and Dwalin are there and Mother Nature didn’t want to piss either of them off. Is Mother Nature a fangurl?

Anyway, it’s still cold in Philadelphia and it’s cold here, too, so I’m thinking about coats and being buttoned up and cozy. Which means that after I ranted last week about Richard Armitage being nekkid, now I’m doing a Richard Armitage Fully Clothed and Possibly Over Dressed pic spam. Because.

Okay, in this one he’s just wearing a…what is that? Blazer? Overcoat? I can’t really tell but Judiang can ’cause that’s her with him after the Pinter/PROUST reading in NYC in January 2014. She said later that he was “a furnace.” Generates his own heat. Uh, I’m stopping there.

Judiang nearly melts next to Richard Armitage. Just don't tell her I said that. ;)

Judiang nearly melts next to Richard Armitage. Just don’t tell her I said that. 😉

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Okay, this is what I’m talking about: a good looking dude in a cuddly sweater handing me a hot cocoa. Perfect. I’ll even overlook the hair gel thing going on there.

Richard Armitage as Craig Parker in CASUALTY in 2001. Screen cap courtesy RANet.com.

Richard Armitage as Craig Parker in CASUALTY in 2001. Screen cap courtesy RANet.com.

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Of course if we’re going to talk about dudes in cuddly sweaters we have to talk about Harry Kennedy, right? Here he is looking a bit perplexed by whatever Geraldine is telling him.

Richard Armitage as Harry Kennedy in VICAR OF DIBLEY. Screen cap courtesy of RANet.com

Richard Armitage as Harry Kennedy in VICAR OF DIBLEY. Screen cap courtesy of RANet.com

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He’s not nearly as perplexed as Kim Thayil, though, who’s wondering how the hell he wound up in another Richard Armitage pic spam. That background looks a little summery for a tuque but he’s a Guitar God so he gets to wear whatever he wants.

Kim Thayil looking skeptical of this whole exercise. I don't know who took it or where it's from but I found it at blabbermouth.net

Kim Thayil is skeptical of this whole exercise. I don’t know who took it or where it’s from but I found it at blabbermouth.net.

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And then there’s Guy of Gisborne. You can’t really ever call Guy cuddly. I have to say that I really felt for Armitage having to wear all of this in the middle of the summer.

Richard Armitage as Guy of Gisborne. Screen cap courtesy of RANet.com

Richard Armitage as Guy of Gisborne. Screen cap courtesy of RANet.com

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That was from Season 2, so after they dispensed with the mustard yellow thing he used to wear (in case it got a little chilly in July in Hungary) and before they subjected him to this nonsense. “You know what let’s do? Let’s redesign his unnecessarily leather costume and add a couple layers of padding!”

Richard Armitage as Mean Joe Guy of Gisborne in ROBIN HOOD, Season 3 promotional still. Courtesy of RANet.com.

Richard Armitage as Mean Joe Guy of Gisborne in ROBIN HOOD, Season 3 promotional still. Courtesy of RANet.com.

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Poor Guy was always overdressed, right? Kind of like this.

Richard Armitage as...uh...someone in...uh, some show. Did you say something? Screen cap courtesy of RANet.com.

Richard Armitage as…uh…someone in…uh, some show…on some shady soft porn cable station. Did you say something? Screen cap courtesy of RANet.com.

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Okay, the one thing that he’s missing in all of these shots, except the one with Judiang? A smile. I am indeed one of those cheesy people who believes you’re never fully dressed without a smile and this might be my favorite screen cap of him ever.

Okay, a smirk. Whatever. Richard Armitage as John Porter in STRIKE BACK. Screen cap courtesy RANet.com

Okay, a smirk. Whatever. Richard Armitage as John Porter in STRIKE BACK. Screen cap courtesy RANet.com

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So, what are you doing to keep warm? Or cool, if you are someplace that’s warm right now? I’m gonna go get some hot cocoa now. You all have a great day!

Get Yer Freeze On

It’s Groundhog Day and a few hours ago Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow, which means six more weeks of winter. Blick and yuck. While I was watching the Super Bowl (or The Missy Elliot Show) last night, school cancellations for today were scrolling on the bottom of the screen and Puxsutawney’s School District was among them due to a huge winter storm that rolled in yesterday afternoon and last night. Yes, I snickered, and I’m going to keep snickering because of course I have to go watch Bill Murray now. Have a great Groundhog Day whatever you’re doing!

 

Sunday Morning Poetry

It’s February and it’s cold and snowy where I’m sitting. While my bookshelf is pretty diverse and my To-Be-Read stack is staring me in the face, sometimes I get cabin fever and getting out and being with other people is imperative. Not talking to other people, necessarily, just seeing them and having them around even as we’re each in our own heads.  What better, warmer place than the library? Laura Brown-Lavoie gets what I mean.

 

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