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walkingshadow) wrote2004-12-24 04:54 am
walkingshadow) wrote2004-12-24 04:54 am
I could make you happy you know
Slept till one-thirty this afternoon, to my mother's chagrin. Kicked myself out of the house a little after four to pick up books and a couple of videos at the library, then do grocery shopping for my mother (who is still sick as a dog). Ran into a family friend in the produce section, a lovely woman who updated me on her kids and herself, told me I looked wonderful five or six times, and elicited my expert opinion on Ebonics. Whoo, validation in the produce section!
I picked up Thai food for dinner a little later, and we started in on Season Two:
The first of many episodes where Hawkeye cracks up. The first appearance of psychiatrist Sidney Friedman (not in the same episode), though he's called Milton here. Hawkeye and Trapper as the goofiest, gentlest men ever to be forced to perform meatball surgery on an endless parade of wounded soldiers in a war they'd like very much not to be happening, and especially not with them in it. The episode where Trapper loses his patient due to complications from the Chinese prisoner going crazy in the operating room. The five year-old boy that Hawkeye operated on and of whom Trapper said, "he may just be the cutest kid I've ever seen in my life," and literally wants to take home with him, and who they all fall in love with, and read to, and take on picnics where he walks into a MINEFIELD, and Trapper dies a little when his mother shows up to take him home.
I love how much they laugh with each other, and how much they make each other laugh. I don't know if a lot of the jokes are ad-libbed, but Trapper laughs out loud at the things Hawkeye says, loud gleeful laughter, and he always seems genuinely surprised. There's a guy on the laugh track who sounds like Alan Alda, that happy bray where he opens his mouth up wide and curls his whole body up, and I love the idea of them all watching the shows together and cracking each other up.
And slashiness abounds. Hawkeye, for one, is not afraid to put himself on the line for the queer joke (e.g., Margaret: "There isn't a nurse they haven't tried to molest!" Trapper: "Except for the male ones." Hawkeye: "Speak for yourself.") He's several times implied feelings for or a relationship with Frank and Trapper (though never at the same time). I think he'd act on it, too. I mean, not with Frank. But he's not a labels guy, and he's bursting with love, and he's . . . not confident in himself so much as comfortable with himself. He has the same faith in his own body and mind that he does in people; who all betray him eventually, but I'm only done with the first volume of Season Two, and he's only cracked up once so far.
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writingmike drove in from Atlanta sometime around ten-thirty, and after he'd had some leftovers, we went with one of his friends to Shenanigans (a great name for a pub) for a few hours to drink beer (or cider if you were me, which I was) and shout over the guy doing covers of Pearl Jam and Matchbox 20 and Coldplay (I kid you not). Mike told us all about his database and we crowned him King of the Nerds. I ran into one of the people from the Cambridge trip, and neither of us knew the other lived in Hollywood, so we were all surprised!
Sleepy now; no plans for tomorrow, but I owe people phone calls (I'm sorrymalelia_honu!) so perhaps that will all change.
Oh, andsilentfire! An icon for you from today's Sinfest:
Because I immediately thought of you, and is there a better explanation for all of the Batverse than "for 'Batman,' read 'wtf'"?
I picked up Thai food for dinner a little later, and we started in on Season Two:
The first of many episodes where Hawkeye cracks up. The first appearance of psychiatrist Sidney Friedman (not in the same episode), though he's called Milton here. Hawkeye and Trapper as the goofiest, gentlest men ever to be forced to perform meatball surgery on an endless parade of wounded soldiers in a war they'd like very much not to be happening, and especially not with them in it. The episode where Trapper loses his patient due to complications from the Chinese prisoner going crazy in the operating room. The five year-old boy that Hawkeye operated on and of whom Trapper said, "he may just be the cutest kid I've ever seen in my life," and literally wants to take home with him, and who they all fall in love with, and read to, and take on picnics where he walks into a MINEFIELD, and Trapper dies a little when his mother shows up to take him home.
I love how much they laugh with each other, and how much they make each other laugh. I don't know if a lot of the jokes are ad-libbed, but Trapper laughs out loud at the things Hawkeye says, loud gleeful laughter, and he always seems genuinely surprised. There's a guy on the laugh track who sounds like Alan Alda, that happy bray where he opens his mouth up wide and curls his whole body up, and I love the idea of them all watching the shows together and cracking each other up.
And slashiness abounds. Hawkeye, for one, is not afraid to put himself on the line for the queer joke (e.g., Margaret: "There isn't a nurse they haven't tried to molest!" Trapper: "Except for the male ones." Hawkeye: "Speak for yourself.") He's several times implied feelings for or a relationship with Frank and Trapper (though never at the same time). I think he'd act on it, too. I mean, not with Frank. But he's not a labels guy, and he's bursting with love, and he's . . . not confident in himself so much as comfortable with himself. He has the same faith in his own body and mind that he does in people; who all betray him eventually, but I'm only done with the first volume of Season Two, and he's only cracked up once so far.
writingmike drove in from Atlanta sometime around ten-thirty, and after he'd had some leftovers, we went with one of his friends to Shenanigans (a great name for a pub) for a few hours to drink beer (or cider if you were me, which I was) and shout over the guy doing covers of Pearl Jam and Matchbox 20 and Coldplay (I kid you not). Mike told us all about his database and we crowned him King of the Nerds. I ran into one of the people from the Cambridge trip, and neither of us knew the other lived in Hollywood, so we were all surprised!Sleepy now; no plans for tomorrow, but I owe people phone calls (I'm sorry
malelia_honu!) so perhaps that will all change.Oh, and
silentfire! An icon for you from today's Sinfest:Because I immediately thought of you, and is there a better explanation for all of the Batverse than "for 'Batman,' read 'wtf'"?
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hi! thank you kindly for the icon; it rocks so very hard. also, yay M*A*S*H! hawkeye and trapper! so funny! and they love each other so much! and i'll stop with the exclamation points (uh, for now). but damn, that's a good show. i've been watching reruns, and it was the original Best Show on Television. <3!
speaking of slashy shows, i've been watching due south, and i definitely need to sit you down and make you watch, too. so much love!
miss you terribly; hope you are well. say hi to the family, and, like, call me or something. *mwah* love you, kid.
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And omg so much M*A*S*H! And I love them SO MUCH! They do love each other, they have so much love for each other, platonically or otherwise, I don't care, but I feel the LOVE. In CAPS, even. Through all of Season Two as of tonight, and yeah, that show was pretty damn good. <3
Speaking of slashy shows, I will never fight you on the dS. Sit me down and make me watch, please!
Miss you also, and I did call, check your voicemail. :-p Hope everyone is well and that you're having a lovely holiday, m'dear.
*hugs*