1. Apparently, on the Skiffy boards, the Anders fans are now called Anders' Army. I DEMAND PATCHES AND SECRET HANDSHAKES, people. It's kinda catchy. Plus, anything is better that Bamber's Bunnies.
2. There was, apparently, an explosion in Milwaukee today. About five miles from the Madhouse, we are perfectly fine, though there's now a hole in the Falk plant, or something.
3. In reading the TMJ4 piece on the explosion, I realized that I could still be a damned good journalist. Their piece? Is
utter crap. I knew people in college--who were dumb as hell--who wrote better news copy.
could write better news copy than the convoluted, confusing piece that was on their site.
4. I've remembered that I only hate the ones I love, which explains the sudden onslaught of "Sam Anders gets hurt" fic ideas. Not to mention that, well, hurt/comfort is a kink? Especially along the lines of "...proves their love."
5. As a sidenote, will I be this wacky over Kara/Anders next year, or will I have moved on? Because Kitty/Pete, John/Aeryn, Sam/Jack, half a dozen others, I can live with them not being OTPFOREVERS. And can, in fact, live with them being in love with other people (or NOT SPEAKING IN CANON FOR TEN YEARS). Or maybe I just fixate on a character, and decide who best fits them?
6.
I wrote Blake's 7 Baby!fic7. I need to do meta on Sam and Kara, for the fun of it (and to see if I can beat my Lee Issues into some semblance of order, and try to shove them aside and deal logically, because I hatehatehate my illogical reactions to him).
8. Someone needs to do a Kara/Anders music vid to Nickelback's 'So Far Away'. It's a horrible, awful song. But it should be done, if only so the one sappy vid is done.