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Added on May 19th, 2009 by lucillekerrigan | Report Post
Tags:Battlestar Galactica, Fantasy - Science Fiction, Television, Wallpaper
Tags:Battlestar Galactica, Fantasy - Science Fiction, Television, Wallpaper
What do you hear Starbuck?
I liked the first season of the new series. I’ve yet to watch the rest but have seen a few eps. I like them so far.
Starbuck is a man.
Ceylons are shiny metal robots.
@...Tetsuo137:
Nothing but the rain.
@...Liam4Now: Then get your gun, and bring the cat in.
Please accept a more desktop-suitable version of the same image….
kondspi.googlepages.com/bsg.jpeg
@...Tetsuo137:
Aye-aye, sir.
@...Liam4Now: 10 internets to you, friend.
Ceylon is a frakkin Tea and a frakkin Place.
A “Cylon” is a shiny metal robot. Or maybe a biomechanical organism like the Replicants of Blade Runner…
@...kondspi:
Wow, I was expecting something more than just black bars on the top and bottom. I can do that in display settings.
There once was a huge boulder, perched precariously, on the edge of a cliff. For hundreds of years this boulder was there, rocking and swaying, but always keeping its balance just perfectly.
But one year, there happened to be a severe windstorm; severe enough it was, to topple the
boulder from its majestic height and dash it to the bottom cf the cliff, far far below. Needless to say, the boulder was smashed into many pieces. Where it hit, the ground was covered with a carpet of pebbles–some small and some large–but pebbles and pebbles and more pebbles for as far as you could walk in an hour.
One day, after all this, a young man by the name of Starbuck happened on the area. Being a fellow of keen mind and observational powers, naturally he was quite astounded to see so many stones scattered so closely on the ground. Now Starbuck was very much interested in the nature of things, and he spent the whole afternoon looking at pebbles, and measuring the size of pebbles, and feeling the weight of pebbles, and just pondering about pebbles in general.
oh, boy, story time!
He spent the night there, not wanting to lose this miraculous find, and awoke the next morning full of enthusiasm. He spent many days on his carpet of stones.
Eventually he noticed a very strange thing. There were three rather large stones on the carpet
and they formed a triangle–almost (but not quite) equilateral. He was amazed. Looking further he found four very white stones that were arranged in a lopsided square. Then he saw that by disregarding one white stone and thinking of that grey stone a foot over instead, it was a perfect square! And if you chose this stone, and that stone, and that one, and that one and that one you have a pentagon as large as the triangle. And here a small hexagon. And there a square
partially inside of the hexagon. And a decagon. And two triangles inter-locked. And a circle.
And a smaller circle within the circle. And a triangle within that which has a red stone, a grey
stone and a white stone.
Starbuck spent many hours finding many designs that became more and more complicated as his
powers of observation grew with practice. Then he began to log his designs in a large leather
book; and as he counted designs and described them, the pages began to fill as the sun
continued to return.
He had begun his second ledger when a friend came by. His friend was a poet and also interested in the nature of things.
“My friend,” cried Starbuck, “come quickly! I have discovered the most wondrous thing in the
universe.” The poet hurried over to him, quite anxious to see what it was.
Starbuck showed him the carpet of stones…but the poet only laughed and said “It’s nothing but
scattered rocks!”
“But look,” said Starbuck, “See this triangle and that [square] and that and that.” And he
proceeded to show his friend the harvest of his many days study. When the poet saw the designs
he turned to the ledgers and by the time he was finished with these, he too was overwhelmed.
He began to write poetry about the marvelous designs. And as he wrote and contemplated he
became sure that the designs must mean something. Such order and beauty is too monumental to be senseless. And the designs were there, Starbuck had showed him [that.]
The poet went back to the village and read his new poetry. And all who heard him went to the cliff to see first hand the [carpet] of designs. And all returned to the village to spread the word. Then as the enthusiasm grew there developed a group of those who love beauty and nature, all of whom went to live right at the Designs themselves. Together they wanted to see every design that was there.
Some wrote ledger about just triangles. Others described the circles. Others concentrated on
red colored stones–and they happened to be the first to see designs springing from outside the
carpet. They, and some others, saw designs everywhere they went.
“How blind we have been,” they said.
The movement grew and grew and grew. And all who could see the designs knew that they had to have been put there by a Great Force. “Nothing but a Great Force,” said the philosophers, “could create this immense beauty!”
“Yes,” said the world, “nothing but a god could create such magnificent order. Nothing but a
God.”
And that was the day that God was born. And ever since then, all men have known Him for His
infinite power and all men have loved Him for His infinite wisdom.
That was neat.
The casting for the “new” BSG sucked donkey balls. Seriously. Who’s bright idea was it to change Colonel Tigh from a competent black man to a broken down old drunk white man??? And Starbuck as a woman??? Well, that would have been okay if she was still a womanizer. 😉 😀
Boomer was another bad cast – I think they made that role Asian to “round out” the ethnicity in the cast just for the sake of saying “See? We got at least one of each!” >.>
I was really upset when I saw Starbuck was a chick. At first. But then I got to watching the show and I grew to like her version. This is not the old Galactica that I grew up with. It’s a much more adult version, better in lots of ways. And they still have toasters – the old-school Cylons.
@...NoOneInParticular: I think the guy they have for apollo was a bad choice. don’t get me wrong he was great to look at. but he was way too soft spoken. I about fell outta my chair laughing the first time i heard him “try” to command. i thought he should turn in his pilot wings for fairy wings.
@... NoOneInParticular. True. But boomer is the hottest chick on the show.
Frack is the best alternative to swearing, and it’s a lot more satisfying than the alternative.
O! FRACK! and you get lots of confused stares
Well starbuck was a bit of a..maninizer? Does that work?
@...Hob: I would let her maninizer me.
dildos.
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