Eva Green, 28, shot to fame in 2006 as Vesper Lynd in James Bond film Casino Royale acting opposite Daniel Craig and Michael Madson.
Since then, she's hopped gracefully from success to success, starring in such films as The Golden Compass (in which she (along with Daniel Craig, again) were about the only good thing in that film) and Franklyn.
Looking through a photo shoot of a recent film festival, I found these pictures
Exhibit A
So many delicious children!
Exhibit B
[Akin to childcatcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang] "Zere are children here somewhere! I can smell them!
Exhibit C
"I spy with my little eye..."
I'm telling you. They gotta make a better film out of The Witches and have Green as The Grand High Witch....
So, you know my stance on breakfast and weekends. You eat cereal on the weekdays, so I enjoy stretching my culinary muscles on the weekend. So, seeing as it's been eons since I last made pancakes.. all of two weeks... but I decided to make them.
John was with Dad collecting a car from Shannon airport, so I made pancakes for John. When measuring out ingredients, I accidentally put in about 1/4 too much flour. I just shrugged my shoulders and said "ah it'll be grand"
And wow. Was it grand. Was it excellent? Why yes, yes it was.
Calling the pancakes that were created from that batter "crunchy" would be the wrong word, it was more..thicker. It had more bite to it, literally :) John described them as "viscous". Nice word..
of a glutinous nature or consistency; sticky; thick; adhesive.
I'm sorry to say I got no pictures, but how can you gauge texture from a picture?
Just in the door from CentreStage. We did an interesting activity involving vocations. If an atomic bomb exploded, killing everyone bar 8, who were in a bomb shelter at the time. Now, we only have food for 3, so five have to go.
We all adopted a profession and had to explain why we should be allowed stay. The professions were:
-Music DJ
-Lecturer
-Bus Driver
-Artist
-Truancy Officer
-Doctor
-Athlete
-Plumber (me)
For the most part, they seem logical choices. Lecturers teach people, doctors heal folks, and I prevent you from living in yer own filth. I get the artist's point about needing creativity and the like. I also agree with needing an athlete as they're strong, so lifting things and the like. Illogical choices are the DJ, bus driver and the Truancy officer. It's not that any of them are completely useless, but if you can only save yourself and two others, do you think you'd need a DJ, bus driver or truancy officer?
Everyone picked different people. Only two people took the DJ, while only one thought a lecturer was necessary. If I had been allowed save someone else, I would've saved the lecturer, but I felt he wasn't worth a place if I could only pick two, if you understand.
The bus driver wasn't popular, and realised this, as he nominated himself out, instead picking 3 completely different people.
Artist was moderately popular, being saved by about half the people. He represented culture and painting and things. He'd have been my fourth, possibly. :)
The truancy officer. Em, kind of self explanatory. If I remember right, she got picked once, by her best friend. Her choice of profession was kind of unusual.
He [the teacher] told us to pick a profession first, before mentioning anything about atomic bombs or usefulness, so I (and most others) just picked something that was either something cool and/or a job we were considering. I first picked 'actor' (which encompasses both reasons mentioned above :P) but changed when I heard what we had to do. Being an actor is cool, but in the scheme of things is pretty useless. I think this explains some of the more unusual choices. People chose something unusual or funny, and it was just unfortunate what we had to do with them.
For those interested, I chose to save the Athlete and the Doctor. Athlete because you need a strong person to lift/build stuff. Doctors save people, and she was also a girl. I figured that if my perfect new world was to still be in existence 100 years from now, I'd probably want a girl. There were two girls, the other being the truancy officer. The reason I picked one girl over another has two parts. 1) Doctor > Truancy officer and 2) Truancy girl was ginger, and I didn't want my world full of them. I like diversity.
In short, an awesome Centerstage class
Back at the time of the ICT ceremony. How did I not see it?
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In science today, we were talking about measuring things in foods, like protein and starch. We also discussed how to measure sugar in things. We talked mainly about two kinds; glucose and normal, granulated sugar.
Science Teacher: Glucose is in energy drinks like Lucosade and granulated sugar you use in...
Me: Pancakes!!
Science Teacher: Tommy, are you alright?
I'm telling ya....
It's great to be alive on Saturdays, isn't it?
I got Centre Stage at 1pm, which should be a laugh, and then, with luck....
This is brilliant. It always annoys me how people insist on shoving their opinions on others. Religion is one major area, music is the other. Dudes, it's my opinion that rap isn't real music. Why do you have trouble accepting that?!
Going with that, this news story makes me style.
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URBANA, Ohio - A defendant had a hard time facing the music.
Andrew Vactor was facing a $150 fine for playing rap music too loudly on his car stereo in July. But a judge offered to reduce that to $35 if Vactor spent 20 hours listening to classical music by the likes of Bach, Beethoven and Chopin.
Vactor, 24, lasted only about 15 minutes, a probation officer said.
Trust Tommy has it's own domain! Come and rejoice with the, brothers and sisters, for I have taken that giant leap for bloggers everywhere and have distanced myself from Blogspot, who kindly nurtured me for 6.5 months before I took flight.
Today has rocked.
While I try to keep this blog subject-neutral, it's inevitable that some pancake posts are going to slip in. While I edit my 40 minutes of footage that I shot on Friday, and try and turn that into a 6-8 instructional video, I'd like to reflect on something I realised.
My brother and pancakes are similar
When cooking pancakes, you pour the mixture out onto the pan, and wait 2-3 minutes before they turn golden-brown (in one of my takes cooking a pancake, I'm 90% sure I accidentally said "Gordon Brown". So, yes, cook pancakes until they look like Gordon Brown). The similarity isn't here, however. It's when you go to turn it.
What I do, is when it's 80% done, I start peeling the edges up, in anticipation of what is to happen (i.e turning it), to make sure it doesn't break. Kind of saying "Yes, I'm sorry it has to be this way, but yes, you do have to be turned. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry". This is where I find the similarity.
When waking my brother up, the trick is to go into his room, turn on the light and shout "get up!" in a loud voice about 15 minutes before he actually should be up.
You can kind of see how they are the same, don't you? :P
Could I honestly call it anything else?
So, since I'm pressed-for-time in the weekday mornings, I only have cereal, and so I like having something big and extravagant -and, inevitably- unhealthy. I usually end up having either pancakes or a fry up. Since I hadn't had pancakes for quite a long time, I decided to make some. 
1. The mixture. Notice the liquid consistency. No lumps
2. Putting the mixture on a pan on the aga. 
3. A blurry shot of the pancakes on the pan
4. A clearer shot of the 'cake on the pan
5. The finished product with raspberries and icing sugar
6. Of course, we do specials for those who want them, and Jay wanted one with peanut butter. Ask and you shall receive...
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