Alert the Press!!
Jul. 27th, 2006 11:12 amIt's hot! (Cue the cries of, "No shit, it's hot here too.") Sleep is elusive, so is getting to work on time.
M. has been tanning in our front "yard" (yard being defined as a chain link fence surrounded by very tall shrubs right on a major street). This is funny for so many reasons, not the least of which is that apparently he's been tanning naked. But, in case anyone was worried, he has not burned the more sensitive parts of his anatomy. I know this because he told me this, and then in fact announced, "I have a super penis." Somehow, I had the presence of mind to close the laptop before spitting beer all over our table.
I am currently processing an ad for a major automotive company that is the slashiest thing ever. It's a picture of this sort of ruggedly fey young man on one side and a giant compensatory truck on the other, and the giant headline reads, "Sandwiched?" then smaller "Between a cement mixer and a semi?" Y'all have ruined me for the real world I tell you!! I can't even look at this ad without giggling.
Why, oh why, is there not more S9 or S10 fic out there? Why?
synecdochic has a story Metaphor that I'm a little in love with, but even more in love with the discussion that followed the fic which touches on Joseph Campbell and tropes and metaphor and the heroic tryptic and I don't really want to join in this late in the game but it makes me sort of swoony to read the discussion (largely because the discussion, the fic, is all so much better than the source material and yet I'm starting to get why people get gooey over this show because the potential is so strong it makes your teeth ache).
The Daniel/Cam slash pairing doesn't do much for me, but I'd be happy to see them in a threesome with a little female energy to counter them. Or a foursome or fivesome. I'm just saying we shouldn't narrow our possibilities.
Also, because she is weak (hee), and deserving of many, many presents,
cofax7 has posted a tiny Mitchell n' Sheppard snippet that deserves to have a life of it's own. NOt just because it's C. and I'd give up something precious to get her to write more. But then, I'd give up body parts to get more of many of her 'verses and then I'd have nothing left of myself but greedy teeth and want.
M. has been tanning in our front "yard" (yard being defined as a chain link fence surrounded by very tall shrubs right on a major street). This is funny for so many reasons, not the least of which is that apparently he's been tanning naked. But, in case anyone was worried, he has not burned the more sensitive parts of his anatomy. I know this because he told me this, and then in fact announced, "I have a super penis." Somehow, I had the presence of mind to close the laptop before spitting beer all over our table.
I am currently processing an ad for a major automotive company that is the slashiest thing ever. It's a picture of this sort of ruggedly fey young man on one side and a giant compensatory truck on the other, and the giant headline reads, "Sandwiched?" then smaller "Between a cement mixer and a semi?" Y'all have ruined me for the real world I tell you!! I can't even look at this ad without giggling.
Why, oh why, is there not more S9 or S10 fic out there? Why?
The Daniel/Cam slash pairing doesn't do much for me, but I'd be happy to see them in a threesome with a little female energy to counter them. Or a foursome or fivesome. I'm just saying we shouldn't narrow our possibilities.
Also, because she is weak (hee), and deserving of many, many presents,