Do You Really Want to Go to New Zealand to See The Hobbit?

What are you waiting for?! Sign up for Air New Zealand’s contest to win a chance for a fantastic trip. Seeing The Hobbit is only part of it!! You know my hatred for certain kinds of punctuation. Would I be using this many exclamation points if I weren’t serious about this?!! You only have a little while longer to enter. 6pm on Sunday 11th November 2012 NZ Time is the deadline, and that is, well, I don’t know how many hours that is from now, but it’s not long.

If you haven’t clicked on the contest link, just know that it has something to do with this video:

And no, you’re not seeing things. There are a couple of familiar nuts in it. They get to let us in on the experience here:

I’m utterly serious that they are nuts. Larry Curtis (aka MrCere at TORn) despite his beautiful baritone voice is definitely a nut. Cliff? Oh yeah. :D And I say all of this with the greatest affection. They fit right in with this place. (note to self: I need to write about these two some more).

Okay, I found a clock for all of you who are like me and lazy and don’t have the inclination to keep up with the current time in New Zealand. ;p

Drawing Conclusions

No, this post isn’t what you think it is. I’m taking a breather for a couple of hours because my brain is on overload. Again, this is not what you think. My brain is not having a meltdown due to the monsoon of Richard Armitage information yesterday. Oh, perhaps I could have a meltdown over that, but well, I’m not. I’ve been expecting that flood. I thought it would come more near the first of November, but what do I know?! LOL!

So here’s what this post is really about. I’ve been coming to the conclusion for a good while that there is entirely too much to write about. I can’t get to all of it. When I started this blog, I was wondering if I would be able to crank out enough writing. Now? I’ve branched into others things and can’t seem to stop! It’s stunning to me what I’ve been doing the last few years. Me, the person who swore up and down I would never write anything unless I was forced to do it, writing and writing and writing and getting high on that! One of these days, I may post a story I’ve written. That will be another major step for me. Phew! I want to laugh that I am actually writing ficiton and enjoying it. Who woulda thunk?

If you’re thinking about writing, but you think it’s too late for you or you’re not a writer because you have this lofty and dare I say ridiculous standard of what a writer is supposed to be, let it go and start writing! You’ve heard people say this, and I’m joining the chorus. Don’t wait. Don’t leave writing to those individuals who supposedly have some gift that’s been granted to a chosen few. That’s all bull. You’ve got something to say. So say it. It may not come out exactly how you want it when you begin. Keep at it!

Not sure how to start? Well, you could write a journal. Or maybe you did that, and now it’s gotten old ’cause you need input. Maybe you can start a blog and if you’re really concerned about looking like a fool, make yourself anonymous. There’s an idea. :D

Yeah, this is getting the Richard Armitage tag ’cause Richard has been a kind of impetus, and I don’t mean of the sexual kind but of something much greater. Thank you, Rich.

© Photograph by Martin Bangemann

The Vicar Invades Mumsnet

Or maybe that should say Mumsnet invades the Vicar? However it went down, Dawn French had a little chat with the ladies at Mumsnet about Harry Kennedy among other things.

Yes, we’ve heard some of this before, but can you hear it too much?! :D


Dawn deep in thought or something like that. I quite like that she’s smiling.

Is it just me who would love to meet Dawn French, and it has nothing to do with Richard Armiatage?

And shhh, don’t tell anyone, but I have been reading the threads on Richard Armitage at Mumsnet for several years. They always make me laugh. I’ve been afraid to let anyone know for fear the ladies would become self-conscious and take their lovely humor away.

Thanks to RichardArmitageNet.Com for the heads up.

Photo from another chat at Mumsnet in 2010.

Heads Up

A Twitter user has given two intriguing updates the last two days, and I’m taking the bait. :D

First tweet yesterday:

https://twitter.com/DLMstyle/status/258643586424373248

Which to me was suspect since any mention of Richard Armitage gets someone’s followers kicked up, and this person has no bio.

Today’s tweet:

https://twitter.com/DLMstyle/status/259071871880949760

That one is a little harder to dismiss with a seemingly reputable magazine mentioned. I say seemingly because well, maybe I’m gun shy from the incident with the other magazine. I still didn’t want to miss the opportunity to bring this to your attention. Yeah, yeah, some of you already know. Good! :D And now the crowd is bigger, which just increases the odds that someone will see some information sooner.

edit:

A much appreciated update:

An Onion and Two White Chicks Sittin’ Around Talkin’

Get ready ’cause I was on medication last night, and it seems Heidi went off of hers. ;-)

We had a discussion about an issue Heidi raised, and something I’ve been asked about quite a bit in private and most often by new fans.

Note: I’m handling this like the old Point/Counterpoint segment on 60 Minutes with Shana Alexander and James J. Kilpatrick. You decide who’s Shana and who’s James. If you don’t know who those people were, then a) you probably live outside the U.S. or b) you’re not that old yet. :D

I’ll let Heidi go first:

OK.

There’s no easy way for me to graciously get into this without charging like the Taurus bull that I am into the China shop and just ask it:

Are RA’s letters to fans a hoax?

Now before the steam pours out of your ears like Popeye polishing off a chili pepper popper, let me tell you how this question came about.

Picture this: Heidi has insomnia, so to get to sleep, she decides to hit one of those sites that lists all of RA’s letters to fans. After all, the past snippets I’ve read sound like something straight out of a CBeebies episode, peppered with pleas for everybody to be “extra good, be willingly good,” blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Those things conjure an image of a placid, book-loving, thoughtful man who literally reads my child to sleep at night on Youtube in his sing-song, gentle voice.

You know.

This guy.

I mean, look at him, reading to that stuffed dinosaur. Aw. That’s exactly how I picture him talking to his fans through his letters. “Everybody, you be sweet and go to sleep and have sweet dreams, because we all need to be kind to each other.”

Aw!

Then all the miniature-action-figure-Thorin-toting women in the Western hemisphere collectively breathe a whisper of, “What a sensitive and caring man!” and nod off on their pillows and solemnly swear in their hearts to do every saccharine-dripping request that Richard Armitage asks of them.

You know, you picture this guy admonishing you in his gentle voice:

So Heidi is reading this stuff … trying to get to sleep … and then … WHAM!

A DRUNK GUY HAS TAKEN OVER RA’S COMPUTER AND HAS SENT THIS MISSIVE!

16th December 2008

Following the repatriation of the Robin Hood company to blighty, the spokesperson for RA has mysteriously disappeared. However, Hungarian ‘Rendorseg’ managed to locate a hotel room which was noted as his last abode. After searching the room and forensic dusting for fingerprints an ‘ubersuperduper unbelievably teeny tiny mini me micro film’ was located, secreted in a particle of dust which was lodged in a greasy finger print left on the rim of a pot noodle, evidence of Spokes persons seriously compromised existence. The ubersuperduper unbelievably teeny tiny mini me micro film then had to be dipped in Russian Standard Vodka for processing. Viewing the film proved to be nearly impossible but for a lucky purchase from Wollies at 50% discount of the very last “Ubersuperduper unbelievable teeny tiny mini me micro film player/clock radio with microwave and bagless vacuum attachment….it contained the following message:

“Agent A would like to wish all his contacts/agents a wonderfully joyous, peaceful and fun filled Christmas. He wanted to thank them all for their continued support this year and hopes to deliver ‘in spades’ for 2009. He is once again overwhelmed by all the generous gifts and messages and is attempting to respond a soon as is possible. He would like also to offer a toast to 2009 wishing all ‘agents’, success and happiness. In the spirit of peace and good will this message will self destruct in 3 seconds or if option B is exercised recipients will be termin…………… “

You know what, guys?

Um.

That’s completely and excessively much hotter than anything else I’ve seen RA quoted as saying, and here’s why:

HE. IS. FUNNY!

I mean, did he really WRITE that stuff?

Now, you have to understand that I’m a prankster at heart. I pulled countless pranks when I was in college. My
parents were convinced the family name would be so tarnished, that great-great-great grandchildren would be barred from our learning institution of choice, given the havoc I was creating on campus.

I know pranks.

And this, my friends, is one of the best pranks I’ve seen in ages.

Either:

A) RA’s friends stole his laptop in the dead of night and sent it off to this fan site for world-wide publication as a prank against their mate … or

B) RA himself drank five bottles of champagne by a roaring fire on a frigid Christmas season night and got so toasty silly that he fired this off and then decided to send it, just to see what kind of reaction he’d get. I mean, look at it. It’s Saturday-Night-Live-caliber comedy, poking fun at serious-minded middle-aged women who can’t get enough of reading about a man they’ve never met!

Richard, now come on. You are so busted.

Of those two options …. I choose A.

I think this letter is a hoax, and possibly many of the others he purportedly has written, too. I mean, you saw that intellectual and thoughtful thing he did at that blog with the book reviewers (if not, go here).

Either the guy is an onion with this prankster personality lurking under his Mr. Thornton persona – which, by the way, underscores his acting abilities – or someone has perpetrated one of the most hilarious hoaxes imagined: a letter embraced by fans as the real pearls of words penned by their beloved film idol.

Guys.

I’m going with the hoax.

And if RA actually did write that thing?

We will never hear it from him, because as a prankster to the core, I can tell you that we never breathe a word of our indiscretions. The fun of the prank is portraying to the world an austere and dignified front while on the inside, we are laughing non-stop at you.

Actually, I’ll bet this guy wrote it.

My turn:

This won’t take long. :D

Okay, let me see. You say he’s a prankster, Heidi, and that pranksters can effect an entirely different demeanor. Doesn’t that bolster the argument he did write the letter and wrote the Vulpes Libris answers as well? :D Speaking as a prankster and the offspring of a prankster, I totally know someone can pull off another side to themselves that might surprise people who think they know a person. ;-) Don’t ask me how I really know that. ;P

What I find interesting is this assumption Richard Armitage couldn’t haven’t written these because he’s sweet and kind and good with children — at least from what we can tell by the CBeebies videos. Yet most people have layers. Most people are onions. In fact, I’m married to an onion. He’s wonderful with children. They adore him. He’s a really gentle soul. But oh my gosh can he he come with the humor, and can also slice someone up with his tongue when it’s warranted, and sometimes when it’s not. Wait. He just came into the room. He’s grinning and doing some kind of twisty thing with his body while saying, “I can’t do this if you don’t put some curtains on the back windows.” LOL! Now he’s doing what looks like a dance. He just stopped to grin at me. ROFLOL!! I’m not sure I’m going to leave this in the post, but it may be too good to leave out!

By the way, this is the guy who our daughter wrote of him after his visit to her first apartment in NYC and her first time living away from home:

…my dad is an extremely kind, caring, down-to-earth person. He doesn’t take himself too seriously and is a funny, intelligent, artistic man. He loves the comfort of a well-written book, and has a better understanding of the true meaning of art more than anyone I’ve yet to meet in this artist driven city.

But one thing I love most about my father is his ability to love people exactly where they are. He can see past someone’s pain, someone’s anger or someone’s facade into their being and is able to appreciate them for everything that they are. He truly enjoys each relationship he has with people, knowing that each one is important in its own special way. Just as he enjoys admiring artwork and literature, he enjoys the beauty in humans as individuals.

And he’s also the guy who had me believing his girlfriend before me had a deformed ear which she covered with her long hair swept to one side, and when I met her, my shock evident that her hair covered no deformity. Yes, it was a good yarn. Damn good yarn. Oh that it were the last time he gulled me. He also has a way of twisting up words and phrases to make them funny. He’s the one who should be blogging, and honestly, he could have written that April letter. But those abilities don’t preclude being kind and sweet.

Yes, personal experience is king. Can’t you tell from my account and Heidi’s? ;-)

So B (see above in case you’ve already forgotten it :D), which I’m calling “the onion theory,” says Richard Armitage is thoughtful and kind (but not perfectly; who is?), and he was sitting around drinking beer with a bunch of his buddies who were teasing the hell out of him about the Army, and presto! the April letter (and maybe a few before it) was born.

So yeah, I’m going with the onion theory. :D

I feel another post coming on, and a good thing or this one would have difficulty loading.

How is Richard Armitage Like Kevin Bacon?

In case you’re wondering why so many posts today, I blog best when I’m under the weather. I’m usually on medication when I’m sick. Yep, I really do it right when I get sick, so painkillers are often involved. No liquor though. I may look stupid, but actually, I have it on good authority I am not stupid. Anyway, the painkillers make things really fun. Maybe not fun all the time. There was that incident when I made a wisecrack on Twitter to a celebrity who didn’t understand my humor and blocked me as a result. He didn’t know I was jacked up on Tylenol 3. I’ve thought about trying to apologize via another id. Yeah, for you longtime readers, you know I’ve already waxed on about this. But it still bugs me, and I don’t know how to make amends without looking creepy. Oddly enough, that was another Kevin. No, not Kevin James either. I’ve never talked to him on Twitter. I don’t think he has an id there, and I’ve learned my lesson about being too dry with my tweets — drugs or no drugs. Just doesn’t translate as evidenced by the other Kevin blocking me. :D

But enough of this; onto important matters.

Some of us in the RA Blogsophere like to associate Richard Armitage with other people. Mostly, it starts with this infernal curiosity we seem to have about what Richard is thinking — his likes, his dislikes, and sometimes his proclivities, if you will. Come to think of it, this obsession not only starts with wondering what Richard is thinking, but it ends there as well. Yes, we want in his head. LOL! *yet another maniacal laugh and a little slurred at the moment*

If I were really honest, I would tell you wondering what Richard Armitage thinks is more or less a surrogate for wondering what SO thinks. SO seems to be an open book — just like RA seems. But SO is not. I still don’t have him even half figured out. At least I don’t think I do. He’s so cagey, I’m not sure how much I do know. But what I know still intrigues me and often makes me laugh. I hope that never goes away. Maybe one of these days I’ll let you in on what he thinks about this place. It would have some of you rolling. I’m just not sure I can do his words justice yet.

Wait. I said something about Kevin Bacon didn’t I? I may be too out of it to bring this piece to a satisfying conclusion. What I was thinking when I first started typing this thing is the comparisons to all these other people are a sort of abstract version of six degrees of separation. And really, what do all these comparisons tell us, er, me? I’m at the same place I started with Richard Armitage. Still don’t really understand the guy although I sometimes pretend I do. :D

Love ya, Kevin — all three of you.

I’ve Come a Long Way, Baby

When I started this odyssey of Richard Armitage addiction, I had such plans of waxing on about art. That was derailed. I just never dreamed I would have more than a passing acquaintance with action figures. Maybe I shouldn’t phrase it that way. :D But how else to explain the insane desire to look at this:

As soon as this guy started talking on the video, sanity returned, a little, and I started looking both ways to see if the family had seen or heard what I was doing. SO would have a field day with this, and thankfully, he still doesn’t know about the box full of Little Guys in the basement. I did get them on the cheap, but really, how many does a person need? Yep, I’m caught up on Little Guy. Time for some Tiny Thorins. *she laughs maniacally*

James Nesbitt is an Imp

Whenever I see pictures of James “Jimmy” Nesbitt, I want to laugh. Not at him but at whatever is making him laugh. His frequent grin makes him immediately likeable, but honestly, I wasn’t sure what to think of him at first. Thankfully, over the last year or so, I’ve come to think he’s a good guy. Not a perfect guy (who is?) but someone personable and real. I began to understand this when those on The Hobbit set were saying how truly nice he is, “One of the nicest people you would ever want to meet.”

His recent interview in the Telegraph just continues the perception, and what I love is that he’s candid about his life without making anyone wallow in it. And I really appreciate he took his wife and kids with him to New Zealand and then admitted the kids weren’t crazy about it at first. Real, real and more real. Thank you, Jimmy. :D Plus, the whole time I was reading I could see his eyes smiling. Hmmm. I would bet when Dad gets serious those kids listen! LOL!

As of today, I have not viewed much that he’s been cast in, but I intend to change that in the near future! Until then, a few pictures to make it clear his eyes twinkle:

With his wife, Sonia

As Gabriel Monroe

As Bofur

Oh, and a must:

Dear Jimmy,

Next time you see your friend Dickie, please say hello for me.

Signed,
One of Dickie’s crazy fans

Advanced Fangirling

I asked the other day if you are really a fan of Richard Armitage? This is a test to see if you are really, really a fan of Richard Armitage.

Yesterday this picture was posted on Twitter:

And immediately a fan spotted him. At first I didn’t believe it, but I had to go into Advanced Fangirling to determine it was really him. Advanced mode is when I break out Photoshop and feel the urge to draw arrows. I didn’t quite get to the arrows, but I couldn’t resist the urge to blow this thing up, and yes, he’s in the middle of the pic.

Now I’m really scaring myself that I know that. It’s the way he’s holding his arms out from his torso, and obviously those are his hands. This is worse than the Cats video. LOL!

And now Todd Garner must think we’re all nuts, and you know what? I don’t blame him. ;D

edit: Okay, you all forced me to resort to arrows. His head, which doesn’t show, would be to the right of the black spot. The upper green arrow points to his hand, and the lower green arrow points to his leg. Hope this helps. LOL!

second edit: this one is for the really, really blind among you. :D

third edit: for comparison purposes (thanks, Kaprekar); assuming you can actually see him in the other pic:

Black Sky pic courtesy of Todd Garner; Spooks screencap courtesy of RichardArmitageNet.com

Forget Richard Armitage

If you’re like me, you’ve been wanting to get in someone’s head other than Richard’s the last few days. Oh, you never want to get in Richard’s head? I guess this isn’t directed at you. :D Or maybe I’m the only one who is wondering what Todd Garner is thinking about all these women on the ‘Black Sky’ set. Notice I left out the men. LOL! Don’t get me wrong. I have loved hearing the stories. Absolutely loved it, and I think we’re all falling in love with RA all over again. Thank you, ladies for sharing!! And then there’s Todd himself or whoever runs his Twitter account being such a good sport. But I can’t stop wondering what Garner is really thinking about the “Army” showing up? No, don’t give me any bullshit about some of these people not being part of the Army. It doesn’t matter what they consider themselves, they’re Army according to the arbiter of the term (see that linked piece if you’re unsure, and it will also help you understand why the men coming to the set don’t count).

Unless we’re just being left in the dark about some bad behavior, Todd has to know the ladies of the Armitage Army are pretty nice. At least that’s always been my experience whenever I’ve had any interaction with them in cyberworld or away from it, and I know I appreciate that very much. Certainly, there are some nutty people in this world, and of course the media loves to make a spectacle of the Army, but really, what can they say about us other than we really, really like Richard and we (not me but enough of you) send him presents and make graphics (no, I don’t do that either) and videos (afraid to start doing that as I may never stop) and run websites (guilty of that big time) to show our appreciation. I mean how bad can that be? Okay, so we like to see him in person too. But damn! that so many actors when they’re still not well known should garner (sorry I couldn’t help myself) that kind of devotion.

Richard Armitage is just so nice and has that fantastic work ethic, Garner probably doesn’t care about visitors as long as it doesn’t interfere with shooting. Then again, the news media has kept us well apprised of all of the locations, which wouldn’t happen without the production staff notifying them, and Garner seems to love that we’re reveling in this. I hope it lasts.

And Dear Todd,

If I haven’t fawned said this enough, let me say again, “Thank you for the picture!”

It is a stretch to think of Richard Armitage as a Oklahoma school teacher, but I’m sure his performance will convince me. Can’t wait!

Signed,
One of Richard’s crazy fans who can’t make it to Michigan :D

Photo courtesy of Todd Garner. Imagine that!