WTF world???

Tonight I went swimming with nazgulwears , which might have been a bad idea. It was a bizarre day, and lots of bizarre things occurred:

• On the way there, we ran into a group of posh Japanese people, young, the women in kimono, one or two of them even with long maiko-like sleeves, and a few men wearing kimono and hakama. The Nazgul staaaaaared, she has her own dark blue hakama for kendo, but would never wear it in the street! I guessed it was a wedding party: somebody from Japan marrying someone from here.
  
• In the bath, there were some very odd people about: a grown woman was being taught how to swim, and a (straight) couple about to break the Third Rule right there in the water.
• Then there was Duck Man: he put his feet on the rim of the pool and submerged everything else, for really long. We kept wondering if he was dead, or maybe would die this time around already? It kept us on our toes, even when we were floating.
  
• The, we went to the frigidarium where the lifeguards (DLRG! Really!!) were practicing. They had special clothes on a hanger to wear while swimming, for practice.
• There was Duck Woman: she was swimming the length of the pool in a strange freestyle manner, and with every stroke, she dove in with her head, really deep, and stuck her bum out of the water.
• There was a guard on duty at the tepidarium, a youngish blond bloke, who didn't sit in the guard chair or wander about like the other guards do; instead, he sat on the statuary at the entrance to the pool and struck dramatic poses, stretching out tanned legs that he thought shapely, and letting his shoulder-lenth blond hair hang about in what he thought interesting ways. He must have fancied himself some mixture of Totila, and Sawyer from Lost (the Nazgul had never heard of Sawyer, but at least knows Totila). He was terminally silly! In the end, we laughed so much we had to swim back on our backs for the last length to avoid looking at him and giggling more.
• I took pictures of the lovely art noveau architecture this time!! I tried to avoid including people, as that is not strictly legal in Germany -- there is something called 'right to your own picture', and only more than twenty people are a random crowd, which makes is legally safe to take their pictures in a public setting without a model release, i.e. without them having the right to demand you take the pics off the internet. The devil is a squirrel; I try to be careful. Big events even have small prints on the back of their tickets saying that by buying the ticket, one agrees to have one's picture taken if any photographers or TV crews to audience shots, just in case.
  
• No pictures of Totila Sawyer! You don't want to expire from giggles, after all; and we want to go back to the pool, and not be barred for mocking a guard publicly on the internetz!

Picture post tomorrow! I don't have to work, and can finally do all the memes and little odd jobs I put off, catch up with Torchwood (only saw Day1), poke the interetz, and thread. And process pictures. Thomas the Metropolitan has a new Pentax, too, which he has promised I can try; he swears that it, finally, will take decent pictures of Mephi. So I am apt to channel my inner!Andras much, tomorrow, anyway.

WTF world??

Last night I went swimming with the Nazgul , which might have been a bad idea. It was a bizarre day, and lots of bizarre things occurred:

• On the way there, we ran into a group of posh Japanese people, young, the women in kimono, one or two of them even with long maiko-like sleeves, and a few men wearing kimono and hakama. The Nazgul staaaaaared; she has her own dark blue hakama for kendo, but would never wear it in the street! I guessed it was a wedding party: somebody from Japan marrying someone from here.
  
• In the bath, there were some very odd people about: a grown woman was being taught how to swim, and a (straight) couple about to break the Third Rule right there in the water.
• Then there was Duck Man: he put his feet on the rim of the pool and submerged everything else, for really long. We kept wondering if he was dead, or maybe would die this time around already? It kept us on our toes, even when we were floating.
  
• The, we went to the frigidarium where the lifeguards (DLRG! Really!!) were practicing. They had special clothes on a hanger to wear while swimming, for practice.
• There was Duck Woman: she was swimming the length of the pool in a strange freestyle manner, and with every stroke, she dove in with her head, really deep, and stuck her bum out of the water.
• There was a guard on duty at the tepidarium, a youngish blond bloke, who didn't sit in the guard chair or wander about like the other guards do; instead, he sat on the statuary at the entrance to the pool and struck dramatic poses, stretching out tanned legs that he thought shapely, and letting his shoulder-lenth blond hair hang about in what he thought interesting ways. He must have fancied himself some mixture of Totila, and Sawyer from Lost (the Nazgul had never heard of Sawyer, but at least knows Totila). He was terminally silly! In the end, we laughed so much we had to swim back on our backs for the last length to avoid looking at him and giggling more.
• I took pictures of the lovely art noveau architecture this time!! I tried to avoid including people, as that is not strictly legal in Germany -- there is something called 'right to your own picture', and only more than twenty people are a random crowd, which makes is legally safe to take their pictures in a public setting without a model release, i.e. without them having the right to demand you take the pics off the internet. The devil is a squirrel; I try to be careful. Big events even have small prints on the back of their tickets saying that by buying the ticket, one agrees to have one's picture taken if any photographers or TV crews to audience shots, just in case.
  
• No pictures of Totila Sawyer! You don't want to expire from giggles, after all; and we want to go back to the pool, and not be barred for mocking a guard publicly on the internetz!

Picture post soon! I don't have to work today, and can finally do all the memes and little odd jobs I put off, catch up with Torchwood (only saw Day1), poke the internetz, and thread. And process pictures. Also, Thomas the Metropolitan has a new Pentax, too, which he has promised I can try; he swears that it, finally, will take decent pictures of Mephi.-

I can has a Swan King!

I woke up this morning(-ish) and found the approval for Donovan in my inbox; I'm starting him out with an OOM, though, so people get a chance to see who he is while I ponder the best way to bring him in...

No hurry.-