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After Thanksgiving
Nov. 29th, 2006 02:27 pmWhere did the time go? I didn't even get a chance to use any of the Thanksgiving icons I grabbed recently. (And I didn't get anywhere near enough turkey at the big dinner, whine, bitch, moan, whine, maybe I'll have to make my own, sigh...) But I did make a kickass fresh cranberry sauce, for which I may later post a recipe.
Winter seems to have finally arrived, after a long spell of summer-like weater - the air right now is crisp and cold, with that hard, clear feel you only get around this time of year, blue sky straight up into space. The kind of weather that makes you feel shivery and glad you have bulky coat to put on - brrrr. To really drive home the wintry feeling, Toys and I have been sick since Sunday - the three-year-old niece was just coming off a cold, so of course we both caught it - and are sniffling and snorking and trying to shake it off. Hot apple cider and super-spicy Chinese food to the rescue. So far, so good.
I missed at least one birthday over the holidays:
So much catching up to do. I may spam a bit today.
R.I.P. Dave Cockrum, X-Men Comic Artist( Read more... )
The funniest thing I've seen so far this week:
Will Wheaton's short review of Open Water. I'm not sure what made me laugh more, the review itself (which is pretty damn funny) or its closing line, which is quite the mental picture. (Actually, that's not true - I know which made me laugh more.) I really admire Wil, I swear - he's such a honest-to-goodness GEEK in a way that makes me feel proud to be one of the tribe. And if you've never looked at his blog, his retro reminiscences of '80s nerd entertainments, such as video games and the hot!hot!hot! comics of the time, at least read his snarky reveiws of Star Trek: The Next Generation episodes, complete with his own behind-the-scenes notes as the guy who played Wesley Crusher.
The funniest thing I saw the week before last (Thanksgiving being a lost weekend of sorts):
An entry over on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
entrenouse88's journal of good-natured snarky commentary on the subject of one of those unutterably tacky man-slut shirts that the Marsters likes to wear. Which, though, I have to note... ( TMI for at least one person on this list )
Branching out of my fanfic reading niche?
How weird! Lately, nearly everything I've read has been either Spander, such ascordelianne's It's Not and shadowscast's Sock Puppet (which is not only a cracking good post-series vision of the universe and characters, but had me bawling like a baby at the end - it's that intense, folks!), and the stories in the Buffy/Angel-centric I Will Remember You ficathon, run by chrisleeoctaves. I've been terrible on feedback for all of these, but I've definitely been reading and enjoying, and sort of wondering about the varying tones of post-series stories, depending on pairing.
So far, here's the general impression I'm getting: post-series Spuffy tends to be lighter, more adventurey with a lean toward the domestic; post-series Spander starts angsty and broken but then turns domestic; post-series Bangel is just plain angsty with a side order of sex; and post-series Spangel is... almost any of those, usually with angsty served up front, and a kind of brittle, distance-y tension. But the feel of dystopia in nearly all those futures - except for Spuffy, for some reason! - really intrigues me. Other thoughts and observations welcome - this one's really an interesting puzzle for me. Is this the real root, say, of the post-series drift into more slash (that's my impression, anyway, that slash has become more popular in relation to the het stuff), because the het couplings seemed to either be trending toward static happiness or equally static final separation? I'm wondering.
Winter seems to have finally arrived, after a long spell of summer-like weater - the air right now is crisp and cold, with that hard, clear feel you only get around this time of year, blue sky straight up into space. The kind of weather that makes you feel shivery and glad you have bulky coat to put on - brrrr. To really drive home the wintry feeling, Toys and I have been sick since Sunday - the three-year-old niece was just coming off a cold, so of course we both caught it - and are sniffling and snorking and trying to shake it off. Hot apple cider and super-spicy Chinese food to the rescue. So far, so good.
I missed at least one birthday over the holidays:
So much catching up to do. I may spam a bit today.
R.I.P. Dave Cockrum, X-Men Comic Artist( Read more... )
The funniest thing I've seen so far this week:
Will Wheaton's short review of Open Water. I'm not sure what made me laugh more, the review itself (which is pretty damn funny) or its closing line, which is quite the mental picture. (Actually, that's not true - I know which made me laugh more.) I really admire Wil, I swear - he's such a honest-to-goodness GEEK in a way that makes me feel proud to be one of the tribe. And if you've never looked at his blog, his retro reminiscences of '80s nerd entertainments, such as video games and the hot!hot!hot! comics of the time, at least read his snarky reveiws of Star Trek: The Next Generation episodes, complete with his own behind-the-scenes notes as the guy who played Wesley Crusher.
The funniest thing I saw the week before last (Thanksgiving being a lost weekend of sorts):
An entry over on
entrenouse88's journal of good-natured snarky commentary on the subject of one of those unutterably tacky man-slut shirts that the Marsters likes to wear. Which, though, I have to note... ( TMI for at least one person on this list )Branching out of my fanfic reading niche?
How weird! Lately, nearly everything I've read has been either Spander, such as
cordelianne's It's Not and shadowscast's Sock Puppet (which is not only a cracking good post-series vision of the universe and characters, but had me bawling like a baby at the end - it's that intense, folks!), and the stories in the Buffy/Angel-centric I Will Remember You ficathon, run by chrisleeoctaves. I've been terrible on feedback for all of these, but I've definitely been reading and enjoying, and sort of wondering about the varying tones of post-series stories, depending on pairing. So far, here's the general impression I'm getting: post-series Spuffy tends to be lighter, more adventurey with a lean toward the domestic; post-series Spander starts angsty and broken but then turns domestic; post-series Bangel is just plain angsty with a side order of sex; and post-series Spangel is... almost any of those, usually with angsty served up front, and a kind of brittle, distance-y tension. But the feel of dystopia in nearly all those futures - except for Spuffy, for some reason! - really intrigues me. Other thoughts and observations welcome - this one's really an interesting puzzle for me. Is this the real root, say, of the post-series drift into more slash (that's my impression, anyway, that slash has become more popular in relation to the het stuff), because the het couplings seemed to either be trending toward static happiness or equally static final separation? I'm wondering.
