I should probably clarify what I meant in yesterday’s entry about that pic of PJ reminding me of Dom. First off, I’m probably just imagining it, because I was again strongly reminded of Dom while watching this documentary thing about Andy Goldsworthy last night — something in the eyes, I think — so I therefore cannot be held responsible for my hallucinations. With PJ, it was probably the nose and cheek area in that picture. I blame sleep deprivation, as I didn’t arrive at the airport Wednesday night until midnight and spent far too much time at the airport, and therefore I could not be expected to be coherent on Thursday, coupled with angst and woe at the absence of a new episode of Lost Wednesday night. So there.
Ooh! UIP Netherlands has a wallpaper-sized version of that new Serenity image I was griping about commenting on the other day. Much higher quality! Huzzah! And I have since noticed that in the original image (not visible in the wallpaper version), the metal under their feet is not the horrid blue color, so hopefully that’s just wacky lighting and the ship isn’t actually that color. I feel better.
Hah! A fellow fangirl on my flist used an LJ cut promising “C/A love!” My first reaction: “Carrot/Angua! Man, it’s been ages since I’ve read a decent C/A fic! Hurrah!” Then I thought, “Oh, wait! It’s got to be Crowley/Aziraphale! I don’t have any big Carrot/Angua shippers on my flist.” Then I looked at the screenname and realized “Oh. This person is a Buffy fan. That means Cordy/Angel. Wow, it’s amazing how quickly I stopped caring about this post.”
Gotta love fandom acronyms.
Woohoo! Today, in our family tradition, we celebrated a combined Thanksgiving/my birthday. I totally cleaned up! I got some very cute tops from my mom and sister, plus a fabulous velveteen jacket I’m wearing right now. I got a fun bracelet and a pair of earrings from Aunt Janet and Uncle Lew (the earrings will be passed on to my sister, as my ears aren’t pierced), and the Firefly DVDs from the family. *does the dance of joyful Joss-age* Man, I’ve been drooling over those DVDs for months! Mmmmmm, Firefly. I shall finally get to listen to the DVD commentary! And while working on long-neglected CGs! Man, I love the holidays. If only I could find a subtle way to drop hints to my parents about the RotK:EE DVD… such as posting an entry in my blog, which they both read. Durr. Yeah, I’m quick.
Oh, and in my last entry, I note that I neglected to mention those Americans who for one reason or another choose to celebrate Thanksgiving with the consumption of the noble entree of Tofurkey. Be proud, noble eaters of tofurkey!
So anyway, I was looking over my aunt and uncle’s massive desk of photos, and I saw two I hadn’t seen before: my aunt uncle with George W. Bush and the other of them with Jimmy Carter. Wow, could you get any further apart on the international relations front? Good gravy. Of course, after glimpsing Bush’s smirk next to my aunt and uncle’s smiling faces, I had to clutch the Jimmy Carter photograph to my chest and quietly hum to myself while rocking back and forth in their desk chair for a few minutes.
Um… in other Thanksgiving news, here’s a commentary about Pangs, the Buffy Thanksgiving ep. Bwahaha, good episode. A yam sham, funny syphillis, femaleempowerment!Harmony, littlematchgirl!Spike… gotta love 4th season Spike. Okay, so I love every season Spike. Moving on. Ooh! And Whedonesque has squeeful news about Joss’ “Astonishing X-Men”! TV Guide picked the Astonishing X-Men Vol. 1 TPB as a top holiday gift (even though the TPB isn’t coming out until January 12th, I’m given to understand?), and Wizard Magazine have announced that the comic book is their “2004 Book of the Year”. Snaps for Joss! And to get all my Joss links and comments in one basket, here’s a note from Summer Glau (River) regarding the delay in the Serenity release date. And here’s another from Jewel Staite (Kaylee). I’m given to understand some of the other actors have come forward to express their thoughts, but Jewel and Summer are the only ones I’ve encountered. EDIT: Scratch that! Here’s a message from Adam Baldwin (Jayne)! And immediately below, a note from Keith R.A. DeCandido, the guy writing the novelization.
In other fandom news, Peter Jackson is posting video diaries on Kong is King.net, and MAN has he lost weight! And the glasses, too. And is it just me, or does he look in this picture slightly like Dom? Anyway, he no longer resembles my high school physics teacher, which is sad.
And to finish off this entry, a non sequitor! Literally! It’s ObviousMan: The Movie!
Happy Turkey Day! Stuff yourselves fat on gravy and taters and cranberry sauce and other bounties of the harvest! Unless you’re not in America, in that case have a lovely ordinary day! Stuff yourself fat on haggis or croissants or pasta or weiner schnitzel or whatever. :D
NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! Thank you, Universal Studios! Worst birthday present ever!
Serenity release delayed until September 30th. FIVE MORE MONTHS. The ANGST! I must have inherited the Buffy n’ Simon Birthday Curse, in the absence of any new Joss stuff.
*despondently adjusts release date in sidebar*
Can I blame George Lucas? Pretty please?
So it is now November 23rd. Happy Birthday to me!
Weirdness.
*giggles madly* Paratti put into words just what I wanted to see while enduring “The Mountain”. Too funny!
Also, this Good Omens take on the Harry Potter fandom. Utter genius!
I just realized that I had a pint of Ben & Jerry’s chocolate fudge brownie in the fridge from a couple weeks ago. Thank you, Past Me, for making Present My evening.
So. The Mountain. I am in physical pain. Who watches this stuff? Five minutes in, I wanted to beat my head against a wall repeatedly after gouging my eyes out with a spoon. Seeing James was quite nice, but there was far too much Not James to be worth it. If he’s in future episodes, I’ll have to see if some kind soul on Buffy.nu will assemble a “Just James’ Scenes” version and watch that. Good lord, that was painful. I’d forgotten just how priceless shows like Firefly and Lost are. I’d forgotten just how bad TV can be.
Anyway, part of my glee over the Ben & Jerry’s thing is my celebration over my ability to eat dairy again. When I’m in a show, I try to eat minimal amounts of dairy, as it thickens the mucus, but now that “Annie Get Your Gun” is finished, I can have all the dairy I can eat, mwahahahaha! This is especially meaningful to one whose favourite foods are chocolate and cheese.
Oh! And I haven’t written about “Annie Get Your Gun”! The Friday, Saturday, and Saturday matinee performances went swimmingly. My parents came up to Philly and got to see all three, and my roomies cheered me on at Friday’s performance. Also in attendance were Ari (Saturday night) and Rachel A (Saturday mat). Whee! Strike went well, though I got a slight graze on the back of my right hand from falling off a bench, disassembling set pieces. Elementary Physics of Levers and Fulcrums 1, Priscilla 0. I only stayed at the cast party for about 30 minutes, as excessively loud music and rampant alcoholism isn’t my scene, but there was some Aaron schnoogling and that was nice, so all is good in the world.
Except maybe for the fact that as of the moment I’m writing this, 32 hours remain until I am two decades old, which is unsettling and eerie. I will be an ex-member of the Teen Girl Squad, in that bizarre year between teenagehood and adulthood. Madness, I tell you! Madness!
Oh, and Monday is the last day for my gallery show, so if any of you Philadelphians reading my blog haven’t seen it, check it out! The Arthur Ross Gallery in the Addams Fine Arts Building. Closes at 5.
And now, sleep. Sleep can never be overrated.
I can’t believe I’m actually watching an episode of “The Mountain” just because James Marsters is guest-starring. I am a sad, pathetic human being and should be struck over the head with a large plank of wood.
It’s always so weird to see James using his normal voice. I’m so used to hearing him as Spike that hearing him as himself makes me feel like someone has dubbed over his voice with someone else’s. Like it’s some elaborate “Singing in the Rain”-type conspiracy, but in reverse. Or something. I just want to shake him and say “Stop being not British!”
The woe. XD