So pretty much since my friend Jean sent me a link for "My Drunk Kitchen" I've known that Hannah Hart is the comedic gem I wish I could be. I mean, I try -- anyone within earshot of me knows how much I pun -- but Hannah is sheer brilliance. I have enjoyed every video she's posted and I'm just sad I spent four days without this song in my life.
Oh Internet. <3
Showing posts with label fandom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fandom. Show all posts
Monday, February 13, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Have you heard?
The bird is the word. In this case, MIA flipping the bird at the Superbowl halftime show and not being censored in time to protect the delicate sensibilities of all viewers is the word. I think the furor over the Superbowl "controversies" are a blatant attempt at misdirecting people's attention from matters of actual importance. The regulatory bodies that have come out with ridiculously stringent responses are clearly more concerned with the censorship of public media in the name of knowing what is the best for the estimated 100 million viewers. Those people are pretty damn ballsy. I wouldn't feel comfortable saying that I know what is best for the two people that regularly read this blog. But do you know who would know what is best for everyone?
The woman who made the following video and Xena: Warrior Princess. Women with many skills.
The woman who made the following video and Xena: Warrior Princess. Women with many skills.
Alternate Super Bowl Halftime Show - Xena Style from Rosie j. Russell on Vimeo.
Friday, October 8, 2010
W/A Fan Letters
Weekend Assignment #328: Fan Letters
How about a lighter topic this week? Let's talk about FAN LETTERS. I have never personally written one, because the one time I attempted to, it came off, well, sounding kinda weird! LOL. Apparently I have NO talent for them at all! Nope. Nope. Nope. But how about you? Have you ever written a successful FAN LETTER? If so, tell us about your experience. Did you hear back from the celebrity? Was it a positive experience? Tell us all about it.
In 2005, I began watching CSI: Las Vegas. The show had been running for five years and a fandom was well established. I fell in love with the subtle relationship between Sara Sidle (Jorja Fox) and Gil Grissom (Billy Peterson). I also came to respect Jorja Fox for the charitable work she did in her off-time and sticking to her own style. I decided to write a letter to Jorja to let her know that I really enjoyed her acting and I thought that she was a pretty awesome woman. To my surprise, months later I received a signed photo.
Extra Credit: Write a one paragraph FAN LETTER to your favorite celebrity.
Lucy Lawless:
Thank you for the years you spent as Xena and for all the hard work that you put in that allows me to enjoy the show even these many years later. I love your sense of humor and the dedication and love you share with your fans. I am always excited to see what new projects you are in, from “Spartacus” to “Battlestar Galactica” to “Locusts”. It’s so enjoyable to see the variety of projects you undertake and the showcasing of your many skills. Ultimately, I want to thank you for sharing your talents with the world. Please don’t stop!
Original post
How about a lighter topic this week? Let's talk about FAN LETTERS. I have never personally written one, because the one time I attempted to, it came off, well, sounding kinda weird! LOL. Apparently I have NO talent for them at all! Nope. Nope. Nope. But how about you? Have you ever written a successful FAN LETTER? If so, tell us about your experience. Did you hear back from the celebrity? Was it a positive experience? Tell us all about it.
In 2005, I began watching CSI: Las Vegas. The show had been running for five years and a fandom was well established. I fell in love with the subtle relationship between Sara Sidle (Jorja Fox) and Gil Grissom (Billy Peterson). I also came to respect Jorja Fox for the charitable work she did in her off-time and sticking to her own style. I decided to write a letter to Jorja to let her know that I really enjoyed her acting and I thought that she was a pretty awesome woman. To my surprise, months later I received a signed photo.
Extra Credit: Write a one paragraph FAN LETTER to your favorite celebrity.
Lucy Lawless:
Thank you for the years you spent as Xena and for all the hard work that you put in that allows me to enjoy the show even these many years later. I love your sense of humor and the dedication and love you share with your fans. I am always excited to see what new projects you are in, from “Spartacus” to “Battlestar Galactica” to “Locusts”. It’s so enjoyable to see the variety of projects you undertake and the showcasing of your many skills. Ultimately, I want to thank you for sharing your talents with the world. Please don’t stop!
Original post
Friday, May 28, 2010
“You were fantastic, absolutely fantastic. And you know what? So was I.”
I first stumbled across the band Lamb through Torchwood’s use of the song Gorecki. One of the many fanvideos made for the Doctor and Rose ‘ship used this song and snippets of the show’s dialogue. I really enjoyed Christopher Eccleston’s portrayal of the Doctor and I was sad to see him go after one season. David Tennant quickly won me over but friends later told me that Eccleston had only done one season of Doctor Who to avoid typecasting. This is a bit arrogant and casts a whole new light on his closing lines even though I liked both actors.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Point of reference
I first became interested in 100 word segments because of writing "drabbles" in the CSI: Las Vegas fandom. These were my inspiration for this project:
Green – Health-wise – Group – G
Greg’s face reflected all of his suspicions and disgust, despite his intimate knowledge of all things swabbed, as he carefully shut the break room fridge door.
“Grissom’s at it again,” such simple words to inspire groans from all present in the room. “It’s green and…frothy. It might be growing.”
Neither Warrick nor Nick rose to confirm Greg’s analysis. They were still debating who would speak to Grissom this time when Sara and Catherine entered the room. Ignoring the boys’ squabbling, Sara grabbed her lunch and took a swig. Total silence met her as she asked, “What? You want some?”
Black – Buffed – Brass/Sofia – G
The leather shoes looked supple as Brass put away the blackened cleaning and buffing cloths, the little jars clinking as he placed them under the bathroom sink. He then swept the iron over his slacks quickly before pulling them on. Men didn’t dress as formally for the evening these days but he tucked his polo shirt in anyway. It was just drinks with a colleague, he told himself. But he combed his hair with care and patted on aftershave.
He knocked on her door promptly at eight and murmured a quiet “you look lovely Sofia” before taking her arm.
Brown – Wool – Grissom w/implied GSR – G
In the back of Grissom’s closet, behind the winter clothes he never used and the formal shoes rarely worn, there was a carefully wrapped package. Leaving the duvet in the guest room, he had long ago put a tan wool blanket inside. Perhaps not so long ago – not so long that the blanket still smelled of her and shared coffee. Not so long ago that she could pause just a moment with her arm over his shoulders.
These days the duvet rests in its plastic capsule and the wool blanket rests neatly folded across the foot of his bed.
Gold - Alloy - Brass - G
“You’ve got a real heart of gold, you know that?” the cuffed woman sneered at Brass as he ducked her head down into the patrol car.
“Actually,” he pointed to his name on the badge, “it’s an alloy of copper and zinc. You can look up ‘alloy’ when you get downtown.” He shut the door and thumped the roof of the car twice before turning to the amused CSIs next to him.
“Gee Jim,” Sara drawled, “I didn’t know that you had an interest in metallurgy.”
“I wonder who might’ve told me that.”
Grissom just shrugged and smiled.
Silver - Counting Game - Sara/Grissom - G
Sara sipped her coffee absently, a magazine forgotten in her lap. From the couch, her eyes narrowed as she counted the threads of silver in Grissom’s beard. Trouble was, she kept getting sidetracked by the curve of his lips or the gentle creases by his eyes. His hand briefly obscured her vision and she had to start over. One, two, three…. Grissom stood and Sara busied herself in her article only to feel a small tug at her scalp.
Sara looked up to meet Grissom’s gaze on a long silver hair held delicately between his fingers.
“Your first one.”
Pink - Working It - Warrick - G
Warrick was used to the murmurs when he walked into a crowded bar. Murmurs and no few admiring, and sometimes downright inviting, looks. It was a bit of a surprise to create that kind of stir around the lab, however. After people adjusted to his ‘do and seeing the top three buttons of his shirt undone, he got more comments if he covered up.
He adjusted the cuffs of his shirt and checked his collar before shrugging and heading into locker room. “S’up?” he greeted Greg and sat down. Greg looked him over and said, “Nice pink shirt man.”
Red - Cherry Drop - Sara - PG
Sara paused in photographing the playground, her gaze caught by the staggered bars. She remembered hanging upside down from them as a child, arms and hair swaying as she tried to work up the guts to do a cherry drop. Most of the girls in her class had already mastered the dismount.
Sweaty palms had clenched the bar before she released her legs as she swung and dropped – onto her face. Later, she had winced as the school nurse disinfected the cut on her cheek, the gauze turning red. “I fell,” she said. And for once it was true.
Orange - Comedians - Nick/Greg - G
“Okay, okay, I’ve got one. There are two sausages in a frying pan, and one rolls over and says to other, ‘Man. Is it hot in here, or is it just me?’ And the other sausage goes, ‘Ahh!’” Nick held his hands to cheeks before continuing, “‘A talking sausage!’”
Greg laughed and said, “Alright. You’ve brought this upon yourself. Knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Banana.”
“Banana who?”
“Knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Orange you glad I cut this joke short?”
“Why don’t I show you how glad I am….”
No more jokes were told but there was still laughter.
Yellow - Daisies - Catherine - G
Catherine remembered tickling Lindsey’s feet with daisies while humming “You are my sunshine”. She remembered Lindsey’s hands reaching for yellow center of the daisy, reaching for the sun and giggling.
Catherine remembered Lindsey coming home from third grade and announcing that each petal on a daisy was a flower. “When you get daisies, you’re getting hundreds of flowers Mom. Hundreds.”
Catherine remembered daisy chains crowning Lindsey’s head on a hot summer day, the water coalescing on glasses of lemonade.
She wondered when Lindsey had stopped liking daisies, when she stopped seeing the sun – but Lindsey was always her sunshine.
Purple - Primer - Sara Sidle - G
When she was a child, Sara had wanted to paint her walls purple. Instead she got posters from school – fantasy art, science, calming nature scenes…things that took her away.
Grissom offered her a job; Sara went apartment hunting. “Can you paint the walls?”
She painted the living room one morning after a double shift. The coffee poured down her throat as the paint was rolled on the walls. It went smoothly over the surface with no blemishes or holes to mar its surface. She brushed her hair away from her face, a trace of paint left on the smooth plane of her cheek.
Blue - Laid Bare - Grissom/Reader's pick - G/PG-13
It would be so easy to spend time unmeasured studying the blue of his eyes. To describe how they were the windows to his soul and opened new windows to your eyes. And because it would be so easy to do, you don't.
Besides which, nothing about him is ever easy; he demands too much of life for that. He has no rough edges that offer a fingerhold; he is smooth, polished planes that reflect back only you.
And if you can accept that, then you can accept what you see in his blue eyes everytime he calls your name.
Green – Health-wise – Group – G
Greg’s face reflected all of his suspicions and disgust, despite his intimate knowledge of all things swabbed, as he carefully shut the break room fridge door.
“Grissom’s at it again,” such simple words to inspire groans from all present in the room. “It’s green and…frothy. It might be growing.”
Neither Warrick nor Nick rose to confirm Greg’s analysis. They were still debating who would speak to Grissom this time when Sara and Catherine entered the room. Ignoring the boys’ squabbling, Sara grabbed her lunch and took a swig. Total silence met her as she asked, “What? You want some?”
Black – Buffed – Brass/Sofia – G
The leather shoes looked supple as Brass put away the blackened cleaning and buffing cloths, the little jars clinking as he placed them under the bathroom sink. He then swept the iron over his slacks quickly before pulling them on. Men didn’t dress as formally for the evening these days but he tucked his polo shirt in anyway. It was just drinks with a colleague, he told himself. But he combed his hair with care and patted on aftershave.
He knocked on her door promptly at eight and murmured a quiet “you look lovely Sofia” before taking her arm.
Brown – Wool – Grissom w/implied GSR – G
In the back of Grissom’s closet, behind the winter clothes he never used and the formal shoes rarely worn, there was a carefully wrapped package. Leaving the duvet in the guest room, he had long ago put a tan wool blanket inside. Perhaps not so long ago – not so long that the blanket still smelled of her and shared coffee. Not so long ago that she could pause just a moment with her arm over his shoulders.
These days the duvet rests in its plastic capsule and the wool blanket rests neatly folded across the foot of his bed.
Gold - Alloy - Brass - G
“You’ve got a real heart of gold, you know that?” the cuffed woman sneered at Brass as he ducked her head down into the patrol car.
“Actually,” he pointed to his name on the badge, “it’s an alloy of copper and zinc. You can look up ‘alloy’ when you get downtown.” He shut the door and thumped the roof of the car twice before turning to the amused CSIs next to him.
“Gee Jim,” Sara drawled, “I didn’t know that you had an interest in metallurgy.”
“I wonder who might’ve told me that.”
Grissom just shrugged and smiled.
Silver - Counting Game - Sara/Grissom - G
Sara sipped her coffee absently, a magazine forgotten in her lap. From the couch, her eyes narrowed as she counted the threads of silver in Grissom’s beard. Trouble was, she kept getting sidetracked by the curve of his lips or the gentle creases by his eyes. His hand briefly obscured her vision and she had to start over. One, two, three…. Grissom stood and Sara busied herself in her article only to feel a small tug at her scalp.
Sara looked up to meet Grissom’s gaze on a long silver hair held delicately between his fingers.
“Your first one.”
Pink - Working It - Warrick - G
Warrick was used to the murmurs when he walked into a crowded bar. Murmurs and no few admiring, and sometimes downright inviting, looks. It was a bit of a surprise to create that kind of stir around the lab, however. After people adjusted to his ‘do and seeing the top three buttons of his shirt undone, he got more comments if he covered up.
He adjusted the cuffs of his shirt and checked his collar before shrugging and heading into locker room. “S’up?” he greeted Greg and sat down. Greg looked him over and said, “Nice pink shirt man.”
Red - Cherry Drop - Sara - PG
Sara paused in photographing the playground, her gaze caught by the staggered bars. She remembered hanging upside down from them as a child, arms and hair swaying as she tried to work up the guts to do a cherry drop. Most of the girls in her class had already mastered the dismount.
Sweaty palms had clenched the bar before she released her legs as she swung and dropped – onto her face. Later, she had winced as the school nurse disinfected the cut on her cheek, the gauze turning red. “I fell,” she said. And for once it was true.
Orange - Comedians - Nick/Greg - G
“Okay, okay, I’ve got one. There are two sausages in a frying pan, and one rolls over and says to other, ‘Man. Is it hot in here, or is it just me?’ And the other sausage goes, ‘Ahh!’” Nick held his hands to cheeks before continuing, “‘A talking sausage!’”
Greg laughed and said, “Alright. You’ve brought this upon yourself. Knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Banana.”
“Banana who?”
“Knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Orange you glad I cut this joke short?”
“Why don’t I show you how glad I am….”
No more jokes were told but there was still laughter.
Yellow - Daisies - Catherine - G
Catherine remembered tickling Lindsey’s feet with daisies while humming “You are my sunshine”. She remembered Lindsey’s hands reaching for yellow center of the daisy, reaching for the sun and giggling.
Catherine remembered Lindsey coming home from third grade and announcing that each petal on a daisy was a flower. “When you get daisies, you’re getting hundreds of flowers Mom. Hundreds.”
Catherine remembered daisy chains crowning Lindsey’s head on a hot summer day, the water coalescing on glasses of lemonade.
She wondered when Lindsey had stopped liking daisies, when she stopped seeing the sun – but Lindsey was always her sunshine.
Purple - Primer - Sara Sidle - G
When she was a child, Sara had wanted to paint her walls purple. Instead she got posters from school – fantasy art, science, calming nature scenes…things that took her away.
Grissom offered her a job; Sara went apartment hunting. “Can you paint the walls?”
She painted the living room one morning after a double shift. The coffee poured down her throat as the paint was rolled on the walls. It went smoothly over the surface with no blemishes or holes to mar its surface. She brushed her hair away from her face, a trace of paint left on the smooth plane of her cheek.
Blue - Laid Bare - Grissom/Reader's pick - G/PG-13
It would be so easy to spend time unmeasured studying the blue of his eyes. To describe how they were the windows to his soul and opened new windows to your eyes. And because it would be so easy to do, you don't.
Besides which, nothing about him is ever easy; he demands too much of life for that. He has no rough edges that offer a fingerhold; he is smooth, polished planes that reflect back only you.
And if you can accept that, then you can accept what you see in his blue eyes everytime he calls your name.
Monday, September 7, 2009
ladies in space
For all that I love Star Trek, I have not watched much of the original series. It’s pretty campy and at times the American Way ™ themes can be a bit overpowering. This is a show that it is important to consider in the historical context – what other programming was on the air and the technology available to produce the show. I am watching the pilot episode of Star Trek and it’s a nice nod that the first officer is a woman. They were also one of the first shows to have a woman of color as a main character.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Expectations
One would think, from my existing viewing habits, that I would enjoy “Relic Hunter”. After all, I enjoy “Xena: Warrior Princess” and that was a slightly campy show that wreaked merry havoc with the timeline in order to get their shows. “Relic Hunter” has a strong female lead who also uses her feminine wiles to kick butt and save her bungling male assistant. Oh yah, and mythology is real in both – although Xena often wound up taking centre stage in those same myths (surprising that Sydney hasn’t discovered that in her research). Yet Sydney is not the gal for me.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Doctor in the house
I don’t think that my grasp on reality ever really slips but there are times when I deliberately set it aside to throw myself into something. A book, a movie, a TV series. I’m not someone who thinks that the events in these mediums are real but I think it sure would be fantastic if they were. I threw myself onto the TARDIS this weekend; hitching a ride alongside Captain Jack to end of time. I get swept up into a dance that I don’t know the steps to but am graced with a partner who knows how to lead.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Fangirling
I love the people that you meet running. Today, through an off-the-cuff remark about the Stargate movie marathon Space is broadcasting on Canada Day, I met the former assistant to Richard Dean Anderson while he was on Stargate SG1. I managed to keep the fangirling down to a respectable level, I was the pace group leader, and after chatting he mentioned that he had many signed photos. I expect I cooed. So he offered to bring me one next week! I really hope to see him next Sunday because that would be the niftiest thing ever. Short of meeting RDA.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Sailor Scouts!
I’ve always maintained that inside I am both 80 and 8 years-old. The 8 year-old in me loves Sailor Moon. Oh yah, I’ll say it. Not everything has to be mountain high and river deep folks and I have always enjoyed Sailor Moon. I’ve been on a long hiatus mostly because finding dvds of the show in Japanese with subtitles is very difficult and very expensive. I want to see the uncut versions that didn’t make it to my US TV screen. More importantly, I want to see more of this:
Sailor Neptune and Sailor Uranus, the lovely lesbian scouts.
Sailor Neptune and Sailor Uranus, the lovely lesbian scouts.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Details
So far the game plan for the body of an Amazon is proving to be a bit difficult. I am proceeding apace however, on the game plan for growing the hair of an Amazon.
Well, one Amazon and one warrior woman.
Okay, so actually two warrior women but only one Amazon princess. I’ve been trying to decide if I actually want to color my hair to match or if I should just go with a wig. If I go with a wig, then I’m wondering if I should be Xena instead as my height is closer to hers than Gabrielle’s.
Well, one Amazon and one warrior woman.
Okay, so actually two warrior women but only one Amazon princess. I’ve been trying to decide if I actually want to color my hair to match or if I should just go with a wig. If I go with a wig, then I’m wondering if I should be Xena instead as my height is closer to hers than Gabrielle’s.
Friday, June 12, 2009
WRT: Vive le Stargate
It occurs to me that people may spend as much time as I do surfing the internet regarding items of interest and as a result may somehow stumble upon this crazy blog. My self-imposed context of one hundred words is constraining and so my post regarding a hypothetical reality show based around Stargate fans may seem a bit scanty.
For your interest, my sources were the following Stargate Solutions blog posts:
June 8, 2009
The item that initially informed me of said reality show.
and
June 12, 2009
The item that indicated that the project was not by any means greenlit and full steam ahead.
For the most part, I am not a fan of reality television. I think that by and large it is incredibly exploitive and lacking in entertainment or informative value. I have been proved wrong by such shows as "The Biggest Loser" and "The Amazing Race" but given the fact that there is an entire channel dedicated to reality television I'm not exactly holding my breath.
All of my experiences with Stargate fandom and those directly involved with the production of Stargate in all its conceptions have been positive and showed only respect for the fans. My original post might indicate that I think otherwise of the folks over at Bridge Studios and that is not the case. I recently attended the Stargate Convention held here in Burnaby, B.C. and from the tour to answering questions and some blush-raising propositions everyone involved was courteous and made the event a real pleasure.
It's also possible that from my initial post you might think that the folks manning the helm of Stargate were involved with this hypothetical endeavour. Such, again, is not the case. The full details pretty much amount to a casting call for fans. The rest is airy meanderings on my part. Apparently I'm a closet pessimist!
I enjoyed the Trekkie movies and were one to be made about Stargate I'm sure I would be interested in checking it out. (As I said in the original post, if I lived in LA maybe I would've gone to the hypothetical filming call! I am, in fact, a huge Stargate keener.) From the looks of things, this project is not going to be Stargate's "Trekkies". I'll keep tuned to my RSS feed.
For your interest, my sources were the following Stargate Solutions blog posts:
June 8, 2009
The item that initially informed me of said reality show.
and
June 12, 2009
The item that indicated that the project was not by any means greenlit and full steam ahead.
For the most part, I am not a fan of reality television. I think that by and large it is incredibly exploitive and lacking in entertainment or informative value. I have been proved wrong by such shows as "The Biggest Loser" and "The Amazing Race" but given the fact that there is an entire channel dedicated to reality television I'm not exactly holding my breath.
All of my experiences with Stargate fandom and those directly involved with the production of Stargate in all its conceptions have been positive and showed only respect for the fans. My original post might indicate that I think otherwise of the folks over at Bridge Studios and that is not the case. I recently attended the Stargate Convention held here in Burnaby, B.C. and from the tour to answering questions and some blush-raising propositions everyone involved was courteous and made the event a real pleasure.
It's also possible that from my initial post you might think that the folks manning the helm of Stargate were involved with this hypothetical endeavour. Such, again, is not the case. The full details pretty much amount to a casting call for fans. The rest is airy meanderings on my part. Apparently I'm a closet pessimist!
I enjoyed the Trekkie movies and were one to be made about Stargate I'm sure I would be interested in checking it out. (As I said in the original post, if I lived in LA maybe I would've gone to the hypothetical filming call! I am, in fact, a huge Stargate keener.) From the looks of things, this project is not going to be Stargate's "Trekkies". I'll keep tuned to my RSS feed.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Indeed
There are some episodes of Stargate SG-1 that I can just watch over and over. One of the episodes that I love is a two-parter that just breaks my heart and makes me cry every time – when Janet Frasier dies. It’s more than just an amazing character being thrown away; it’s more than the grief portrayed by the other actors. It’s the way that the framework of the episodes reminds viewers of the humanity and loss that should be felt when any woman or man dies in the line of duty. Respect and honor are owed to those sacrificed individuals.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Vive le Stargate!
There is going to be a reality show pitched along the lines of the “Trekkies” movies but for Stargate fans. I’d want to go but for the fact that it’s in LA and the inevitable fact that those on the show will look like freaks. Thus far there is no indication that the host will be someone as kind and dedicated to the show as Denise Crosby (a.k.a. Tasha Yar). Even with Denise hosting the general viewership outside of fandom thought that here was evidence that those Trekkies really are crazy. It’s all fun and games…unless you’re a red shirt.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Geek Lite
Folks, the internets don’t think I’m geeky. It’s true: I don’t know any computer programming languages, I can’t fiddle with the hardware of a computer and ever hope to have it work again, I’ve never played D&D and I listen to the same five albums. I think I’m in danger of losing my self-granted status of “geek”. I am very focused on my particular interests but how much of a Xena fan am I? I haven’t watched all the commentaries. I wouldn’t recognize the crew names! Worse, I don’t know all the Trek episode titles! I’m having an identity crisis.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Xena & Gabrielle OTP
I am such a sucker for romance and the whole concept of soul mates. This video of Xena and Gabrielle is so touching because you see all rough moments that they overcome. Always there for each other. It’s like Sam and Jack, the simple words they speak, “Thank you, sir. For what? For being there for me. Always.”
Toujours. Siempre.
Though the path may waver beneath my feet, my gaze shall remain e’er true for no eyes saw clearer than my heart. Let us gaze to the stars that centuries may remember our faces and our eyes shining into infinity.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Adorkable
I’m vain; I have a problem with reflective surfaces because I’ll look at myself instead of the person I’m speaking to. When I was a child, I wasn’t allowed to sit opposite the sliding doors to our porch because I would stare at my reflection throughout the meal. It’s an odd vanity because most of the time I’m not really that pleased with what I see. I have moments where I believe that I am easy on the eyes – attractive to some. I love Amanda Tapping because she’s beautiful and doesn’t believe in being serious all the time. Totally adorkable.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Glad tidings, woeful response
At the Stargate convention, I had the opportunity to ask the show runners Robert Cooper and Brad Wright a question that I’ve been wondering for awhile. One of the executive producers of SGA believed that there was a main character that was gay but felt that they had not had an opportunity to reveal this in a natural way. Cooper and Wright confirmed that there will be gay characters in their newest Stargate. In response to this, a forum I belong to has had an upcropping of homophobia and negativity. I am crushed to see this in my online community.
Shippy
I’ve borrowed the first season of “Supernatural” from friends and have been watching several episodes a day. I have to laugh because another friend had commented that the leads of the show were used to acting opposite female costars and as a result gave each other intense looks that have undercurrents of sexual attraction. This is particularly amusing since the two characters are brothers. I’ve never been a fan of the shipping of the Weasely twins from Harry Potter and I didn’t think that I would buy into it on “Supernatural”. I was wrong and I can admit it. Scandalous.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Escapism
For some months after my last break-up, the only thing that kept me going and focused at work was to have three specific fan videos playing of Carter/O’Neill from SG1. I had to be able to see them in the corner of my screen and listen to “The Scientist” by Coldplay, “I’ll See It Through” by Texas and “Transatlanticism” by Death Cab for Cutie. Seeing those characters and the relationship they had grounded me in some odd way. I spent most of my free time watching SG1. It didn’t make things better but it made the passage of time bearable.
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