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January 21st, 2004 
Francine - harvest
Late-breaking commentary meme, from this post:


zortified asked several impertinent questions like "Hey what about that WIP we're supposed to be working on?' and "Who the hell are you again?" Equally impertinent answers are here.

dragovianknight called my bluff and asked why I bitch (with love and amusement) about "Spander" but feel free to use "Spuffy" - my answer here.

indri asked "Of all your work do you have a favourite story and why? And do you have any favourite phrasings or passages in particular?" and "...what is it about the Whedonverse that inspires you to write fanfic?" Neurotic rambles are here.

flaming_muse asked the 64,000$ question of "...how Chocolatey Goodness started and evolved as it went on."

I like the word evolved -- it in no way implies that there was anything resembling a plan. You didn't really think there was a plan, did you? Anyone? Beuller?

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Francine - harvest


In non-fic news, watched the State of the Union, or most of it. I think we turned it on about 15 minutes in.

Much as I am not a particular fan of Ted Kennedy, watching his "OMGWTFBBQ" face (pretty much the same position as TBQ's 'shut up shut up shut up' Elrond icon except his hand was over his mouth) at every word Bush said was the one redeeming feature of the experience.

maeyan is, I think, rather sick of the phrase "Agggh! Suck my dick! No, really, suck my dick!" after having shared a living room with me during said experience. (Er, directed at GWB, not maeyan.)

Watched Shanghai Knights afterwards, just to try to blur the memories. A much better context for the "Suck my dick" line, which desperately needs to be reclaimed from its presidential associations, but sadly the writers didn't agree with me, or at least it's not on the DVD extras anywhere that I could find. Still, it's a wonderful movie for enjoying the slash and the chop-socky Hong Kong stuff transplanted into the 1800's. If you can turn your brain off and stop pointing out the historical inaccuracies and the "WTF? That boy should have been a girl, and should have had a better secret than the incredibly lame one he ended up with" and "Queen Victoria has *9* children all of her own -- the villain should have been *much* further from the throne than 10th in order to be believable" moments. But. Fun. Slashy. Male leads frolicking naked together during a pillowfight.

I want to know what that teen/preteen boy kept saying when he was leaning over and whispering in his dad's ear. During the SOTU, not SK.

09:14 pm - A New Game
Francine - harvest


Note: despite subject line, this post does not contain the klez virus!

It does contain my abject boredom, due to WB4 Indianapolis once again denying me my constitutionally-guaranteed right to watch Angel at the same time as everybody else in the Eastern Standard timezone. AKA, screw college basketball, thank you.

So, for anyone likewise filled with fannish ennui, and because the concept tickles me, I present:

Non Sequitur Spam Tennis

You know the spam I mean -- the ones with subject lines that appear to have been generated by a thesaurus whose pages were soaked in LSD.

The first poster serves by posting a subject line from their inbox. Or trash bin, or spam-filter-folder. Whichever, as long as it's a real subject line, not made up, and it's an internal non sequitur. No "Get Many Big Boobies Here" lines -- just the "Winery Ducklings Chapeau" type. Or the random one-word interjections like "Bologna!"

Other players volley by replying with their own actually-received subject lines -- replying either to the original post or to another player's comment. (More fun the second way, I'd think.) The only aim being to post the most entertaining combinations you've received -- and to uphold the tradition begun by the spam itself, of making absolutely no sense. So only respond with a line that couldn't possibly be a logical response to the one you're replying to.

A player is knocked out of the game (but is free to run off and start a new game in their own LJ) when someone can point out that oops -- you replied with a line that *does* have some logical connection to the previous line, even if it's a far-fetched one. (Original poster being the godlike arbitrator who decides whether the connection is *too* far-fetched or not.) Example -- I post "winery ducklings chapeau" and someone posts "emblematic caxes communitarianism pope" -- a case could be made that a chapeau being a hat, and the pope having a somewhat emblematic one, the second line is not a non sequitur.

The person who pointed out the connection gets a cookie and 5 bitch-points. Yes, the concept here is to drive youself insane looking for patterns and poetry in randomly-generated subject-lines. Thank you for asking!

Much as it is in the world of trying to sell things via spam, there is no actual winner. Ever. The game continues until everybody gets sick of it. And then, unlike real spam, stops.

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