Pasko ng Komiks Presents KOSTRIP
The UP College of Arts and Letters and Read or Die would like to invite all dedicated cosplayers as well as casual cosplay fans to KOSTRIP — an afternoon of food at fun at the University of the Philippines Diliman Faculty Center on December 11, 2007
Everyone is invited to come in their best cosplay ensembles for a special merienda buffet, games and contests, and special prizes for participation — absolutely for free! Plus, cosplayers who come in their favorite Filipino literature or Pinoy komiks characters get special privileges!
For more information, please contact the event staff at readordie.ph@gmail.com. See you guys there!
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Event Guidelines:
1) All participants must register with the secretariat booth to receive their badges. Only participants wearing the official badges will be given access to their privileges, including and not limited to: the event grounds, the buffet table, and the goodie bags.
2) Read or Die reserves the right to bar entry to or eject from event premises individuals who do not comply with written or verbal security or safety reminders or other guidelines as given by the staff.
3) Read or Die reserves the right to modify event programme without prior notice.
NANOWRIMO Caturday
Poetry Mondays: The Invasion has started.
The Day the Saucers Came by Neil Gaiman
That day, the saucers landed. Hundreds of them, golden,
Silent, coming down from the sky like great snowflakes,
And the people of Earth stood and stared as they descended,
Waiting, dry-mouthed to find what waited inside for us
And none of us knowing if we would be here tomorrow
But you didn’t notice it because
That day, the day the saucers came, by some coincidence,
Was the day that the graves gave up their dead
And the zombies pushed up through soft earth
or erupted, shambling and dull-eyed, unstoppable,
Came towards us, the living, and we screamed and ran,
But you did not notice this because
On the saucer day, which was the zombie day, it was
Ragnarok also, and the television screens showed us
A ship built of dead-man’s nails, a serpent, a wolf,
All bigger than the mind could hold, and the cameraman could
Not get far enough away, and then the Gods came out
But you did not see them coming because
On the saucer-zombie-battling gods day the floodgates broke
And each of us was engulfed by genies and sprites
Offering us wishes and wonders and eternities
And charm and cleverness and true brave hearts and pots of gold
While giants feefofummed across the land, and killer bees,
But you had no idea of any of this because
That day, the saucer day the zombie day
The Ragnarok and fairies day, the day the great winds came
And snows, and the cities turned to crystal, the day
All plants died, plastics dissolved, the day the
Computers turned, the screens telling us we would obey, the day
Angels, drunk and muddled, stumbled from the bars,
And all the bells of London were sounded, the day
Animals spoke to us in Assyrian, the Yeti day,
The fluttering capes and arrival of the Time Machine day,
You didn’t notice any of this because
you were sitting in your room, not doing anything
not even reading, not really, just
looking at your telephone,
wondering if I was going to call.
from SPIDERWORDS.
Research Caturday
Poetry Mondays: The British East India Company also dealt in crack.
An Except from Rudyard Kipling’s The Elephant’s Child

I Keep six honest serving-men:
(They taught me all I knew)
Their names are What and Where and When
And How and Why and Who.
I send them over land and sea,
I send them east and west;
But after they have worked for me,
I give them all a rest.
I let them rest from nine till five.
For I am busy then,
As well as breakfast, lunch, and tea,
For they are hungry men:
But different folk have different views:
I know a person small–
She keeps ten million serving-men,
Who get no rest at all!
She sends ‘em abroad on her own affairs,
From the second she opens her eyes–
One million Hows, two million Wheres,
And seven million Whys!
from Just So Stories for Little Children (1902)
Contrary Caturday
Poetry Monday: Our preacher was on crack, thank you very much.
Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought –
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!’
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There (1872)
Published Writer Caturday
Spec Fic Caturday
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