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walkingshadow) wrote2005-05-11 02:56 am
walkingshadow) wrote2005-05-11 02:56 am
ten eggplants, over easy—that's one of our little jokes
Slept till twelve-thirty; got out of bed at one-ish; ate a bowl of cereal; showered and dressed; sat down with The Great Eskimo Vocabulary Hoax in the family room with my back to the sun (the book so far? eh.), and thought seriously about going back to bed.
Instead I went over to my mom's school to work a little magic on her computer. I give her a lot more credit with technology than she apparently deserves, but she's willing and teachable, which is a lot more than I can say for my father. We were out by three-thirty and went home to sit on the patio for a while and play with the dog. The dog has not learned the game of "fetch" yet. I didn't quite realize this was a concept a dog actually had to be taught. He's awfully sweet though. Awfully. He just leans against you. And whoomfs when he collapses in a controlled slide on the hardwood floors. Poor dog.
Together Mum and I went grocery shopping and brought home sandwiches for dinner. My dad went off to a movie (Sahara: I'd had absolutely no interest, plus it had Matthew McConaughey so I didn't care twice as much as I hadn't cared before, but upon return my dad said it was a lot of fun) and I stared blankly at last Sunday's crossword puzzles while watching N.C.I.S. (Gibbs and Tony? Um, hello? I asked if they had a father-son thing going, but my mom said not at all, so I thought, "slashy-as-hell it is then!") and House (I think I managed to take three steps before tripping and falling all over the Wilson/House; I like House—I think he and Rodney McKay would either get along smashingly or kill each other within ten minutes of meeting) and then I watched the first disc of Firefly.
I like it fine, I'm going to keep with it. I'm not in love with it, not yet. There are some things that are amazing, like the light and the music; even the Reevers are impressive in how horrifying they are, and we haven't even seen much physical evidence of it—which is sound policy for building suspense. God knows I feel suspended.
I think I love Simon. I know I love Simon and River together (and the closeness of "River" and "Reevers"? I'm just asking) and want to see them more. I want to know what the deal is with River, though I have heard things here and there about killing you with her brain. In "Bushwhacked" what did she mean by "it's a ghost"?
Nothing like wading into a fandom after everyone's had their squee and written their fics and flamed their wars. I've been recognizing people's icons left and right, like reading Shakespeare for the quotations. I didn't like Mal much after the first (double) episode, but he's fleshing out and growing on me. The overwhelming impression of them, of all of them and the show itself, is how hapless they are. They cannot, for the lives of them, catch a break. Hmm, and I can take or leave the shepherd. The shepherd is not doing much for me. Interesting things done with the language. Joss always did that, didn't he?
There was an excellent vid![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
boniblithe linked to a little while ago that I don't think I kept on my hard drive, but it was beautiful, set to Iron & Wine's "Teeth in the Grass," and I'm only four episodes in, but it makes a lot more sense now.
Instead I went over to my mom's school to work a little magic on her computer. I give her a lot more credit with technology than she apparently deserves, but she's willing and teachable, which is a lot more than I can say for my father. We were out by three-thirty and went home to sit on the patio for a while and play with the dog. The dog has not learned the game of "fetch" yet. I didn't quite realize this was a concept a dog actually had to be taught. He's awfully sweet though. Awfully. He just leans against you. And whoomfs when he collapses in a controlled slide on the hardwood floors. Poor dog.
Together Mum and I went grocery shopping and brought home sandwiches for dinner. My dad went off to a movie (Sahara: I'd had absolutely no interest, plus it had Matthew McConaughey so I didn't care twice as much as I hadn't cared before, but upon return my dad said it was a lot of fun) and I stared blankly at last Sunday's crossword puzzles while watching N.C.I.S. (Gibbs and Tony? Um, hello? I asked if they had a father-son thing going, but my mom said not at all, so I thought, "slashy-as-hell it is then!") and House (I think I managed to take three steps before tripping and falling all over the Wilson/House; I like House—I think he and Rodney McKay would either get along smashingly or kill each other within ten minutes of meeting) and then I watched the first disc of Firefly.
I like it fine, I'm going to keep with it. I'm not in love with it, not yet. There are some things that are amazing, like the light and the music; even the Reevers are impressive in how horrifying they are, and we haven't even seen much physical evidence of it—which is sound policy for building suspense. God knows I feel suspended.
I think I love Simon. I know I love Simon and River together (and the closeness of "River" and "Reevers"? I'm just asking) and want to see them more. I want to know what the deal is with River, though I have heard things here and there about killing you with her brain. In "Bushwhacked" what did she mean by "it's a ghost"?
Nothing like wading into a fandom after everyone's had their squee and written their fics and flamed their wars. I've been recognizing people's icons left and right, like reading Shakespeare for the quotations. I didn't like Mal much after the first (double) episode, but he's fleshing out and growing on me. The overwhelming impression of them, of all of them and the show itself, is how hapless they are. They cannot, for the lives of them, catch a break. Hmm, and I can take or leave the shepherd. The shepherd is not doing much for me. Interesting things done with the language. Joss always did that, didn't he?
There was an excellent vid
boniblithe linked to a little while ago that I don't think I kept on my hard drive, but it was beautiful, set to Iron & Wine's "Teeth in the Grass," and I'm only four episodes in, but it makes a lot more sense now.
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*amused* It is something else to come into a fandom late, isn't it? I hit the Firefly fandom last August, and hit it hard, which I think was somewhere before most of the world found it. But I'm just now slipping into the deep end of LOTRps, when it feels all faded, like a well loved set of flannel sheets. *shrug* Don't mind me, it's early and my brain hasn't switched on yet.
*chews on your elbow, affectionately* Hi. Good morning, sunshine. :)
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Simon! I dunno, he's always dressed in his little vests, and he's lanky and soft-spoken, and he's doing awfully well for where he is and what he's had to do, isn't he? He's stronger than he looks (that is, he's stronger than he looks to Mal et al., who thought he was soft all the way through and maybe even sensitive, so I liked it when he was all, "I'm a doctor, bodies don't bother me") and if you mess with his sister? He will FUCK YOU UP. The fandoms I've been most familiar with tend to loners and only children and family dysfuntion*, so I really dig the familiar, protective brother-sister thing. Like I said, I want to see more of River and know more about her, but I have faith I that I will soon.
Lotrips, yes. This is my second go-round with the fandom (the first was circa TTT), and I know what you mean. On the other hand, I'm just getting into Stargate: Atlantis now, at the end of the first season but when enthusiasm is running high, so it's all been started without me and I can just pop in, say "what'd I miss?", and start gorging myself on the fic they're churning out. *bulges at the seams*
* And the ones that do have sibling interaction? Uh, they end up slashed. See: Boromir/Faramir and all the Weasleys.
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I had a well thought out response to you, but I'm afraid I lost it totally. Not to spoil [because that's RUDE] but eventually Simon relaxes the dresscode slightly, and oh lord. Yes. This is why I can't come up with anything that makes sense here. =P That and the fact that I'm very very tired.
But you know what? I think the reason that I adore Firefly as much as I do is the Simon & River story. I mean, it's a lovestory of a sort that doesn't get much airplay these days. You get all sorts of omg!romantic! love and omg!againstmywill&smutty! love but not so much of the you are my family and I will not only die for you, but I will KILL ANYONE WHO HURTS YOU story. It intrigues me, and makes me exceedingly emotional. [and again, I don't make much sense tonight. I trust you get the gist of my ramblings.]
*wry* I think I could get frightfully involved in Fandom of some sort or another if I let myself. Alas for the working of jobs, and the attempted leading of what passes for a real life around here. I'm content to dabble over here in the auLOTRps wading pool. It's nice here. We have fruitcake assassins with pinecones and loco musicians out to change the world, one show at a time. :)
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Aww, I totally know how that goes. *pets your brain* We'll have a good discussion one of these days, along with a huge outpouring of SQUEE.
I have now seen Simon in 1) a doctor's coat (HELLO omg) and 2) sweaters. I like the vests though, they're very him. He comes off to the crew as prissy (Jayne makes some comment about his shirt and also steals one; Jayne also refers to his "pretty mouth", I'm just sayin'), and maybe he is, a little, but mostly he's just a brainy, well-mannered boy who doesn't quite know what to do with things that violate polite social conventions, though he's learning fast; he told Kaylee that his properness was the only thing he had left, the only way he has to show her he likes her (personally I'm still holding out for Mal/Simon, but that's just me) and that's so true! Man, I'm like an insta-apologist, and I wouldn't even have said Simon really needed one. Plus I am so obviously preaching to the choir. *g*
the you are my family and I will not only die for you, but I will KILL ANYONE WHO HURTS YOU story
*points* Yes, that, that exactly. Especially because we have some evidence (along with our instincts) that it goes both ways (see: their mother talking about how River couldn't get along without her older brother and now it's vice-versa). In River's flashes of coherency we get this incredibly sweet picture of equality and intimacy and you-and-me-against-the-world.
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I was telling Erik last night that Firefly is strange for me. Usually I love one or two characters in a show. Very rarely do I love ALL the characters (NCIS and due South are the major exceptions), but in Firefly I don't find myself connected or in love with *any* of the characters. *pause* Okay, maybe Jayne, but that's much more of a smirking love (and completely not related to my love of Archer Eric).
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Huh, that's really interesting, that you like the show without liking any of the characters (I'm reading this right in that you did like the show, yes?). Or is it that you like them but don't identify with them? Interesting either way! For a while there (read: second season) The West Wing was this magic show where I loved every single main character to little bits and pieces and they all jockeyed for most-favored status every time they were on screen. But most of the time it's loving some, liking most, and (unfortunately) throwing popcorn at the others.
Ahaha, I can totally see Jayne = Eric! Um, sort of?