Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Happy 40th Birthday Misha Collins , August 20th

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Happy Birthday Misha Collins!

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he toss my salad like his name romaineeeee

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Archie looks very focused on his owner, but he’s really thinking about how much he liked Green Girl.



*uses your ashes as eyeshadow*


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LIKE THREE? FOUR? DAYS? I AM EXCITED!!!!! we have like a whole rad posse assembled


Sam: “Sir, I wanted to talk to you …” | 8x04 Zero Hour

ahhhh I love this meme!!!! I’m gonna do it in the morning when I need a break from writing shot lists :)



a lot of these would be the same for me (lioness, animorphs)! will do this in the morning.

Why don’t we talk about Animorphs more?? That series was so much better than it had any right to be

I already did this one! If you’re curious:…

Heh so have I but there are SO MANY BOOKS that I figured I’d do it again :)

Rules: In a text post, list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag ten friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. Make sure you let your friends know you’ve tagged them!

Tagged by hamburgergod! I’m going to do the books that meant a lot to me when books were my only real friends, or as most people call it, middle school. Because that’s where my book allegiances were formed.

  1. The Lioness Quartet by Tamora Pierce (My cousin gave me the second Daine book when I was 10, and I devoured all the then-available Tortall books in about a week. Alanna’s series isn’t my favorite of her series–that’d be Protector of the Small–but the one that meant the most to me growing up, since PotS wasn’t out yet. I read these probably about once a month from ages 10-16, and at least a couple times a year since. So, so so important to me.)
  2. The Sunne in Splendour by Sharon Kay Penman (So this book, which my mom gave me when I was about 12, started me on a ten year long obsession with all things Richard III. I’ve read this at least fifty times. SO GOOD.
  3. The Ear, The Eye, and the Arm by Nancy Farmer (I think we found this in a secondhand store looking for books to take on a vacation around 1996, and this totally changed how I thought about science fiction and mythology and made me think about non-western perspectives for the first time. SO GOOD.)
  4. The Witches by Roald Dahl (This book FREAKED ME THE FUCK OUT. I read it when I was maybe 7 or 8? And then promptly gave it to my next door neighbor–a 80 year old man who I liked to hang out with–and told him he HAD to read it because he needed to know about the witches out there. Kind of ironic that I became a pagan a few years later. But I reread it, and all of his books, over and over over the next few years.)
  5. Ender’s Game/Ender’s Shadow by Orson Scott Card (How can such a closed-minded, horrible, petty little man write such amazing books about acceptance and difference and rejecting hate? THE WORLD MAY NEVER KNOW)
  6. Our Kind by Marvin Harris (Okay so this is a collection of anthropology essays I picked up in a used bookstore when I was about 10 and read through at least a dozen times. It felt like a MANUAL for HUMANS and I totally wanted to be an anthropologist for YEARS)
  7. Star Wars: Episode I by Terry Brooks (yes, this is the novelization of the mediocre movie. I don’t know why I loved it so much. But I remember laying in bed thinking that Obi-Wan loved Qui-Gon so much and rereading the book OVER AND OVER. And a slash shipper was born. That’s an embarrassing story.)
  8. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone (etc) by J. K. Rowling (I discovered Harry Potter in the fifth grade; I remember Ms. Macglaughlin from the classroom next door coming in one day when I was hiding in a classroom during recess and giving me it and saying she thought I might like this new book she’d discovered. She was pretty neat. And it got me through a rough period.)
  9. Animorphs (all of them) by K. A. Applegate (So I was about nine when I found the Animorphs series; at that point, there were ten or so of them out. I bought the first one because the man who owned the little bookstore near my house where I hid out most afternoons after school recommended them to me, telling me they came out almost every month and he thought I’d like them. Every month, I’d bring my $5 from my allowance down and read the next one in his basement children’s section, finishing it that afternoon, before bringing it up to pay. He was a great dude, and he probably kept me out of more trouble than any other adult in my life.)
  10. The Dragonlance series by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman (So I was super into D&D as a kid; we had a group that one of the counselors at the after school program I went to ran for us–slightly de-scaried, I guess–from when I was in first grade on. My mom found these books in the comic shop I frequented (Sarge’s Comics, and if you’re ever in New London, CT, GO) and bought them for me when I was about 12, when my friends from that had all gotten cool and into things that weren’t things I could do. These books were like having a game with them again, and they meant a lot to me. Also, they’re really GOOD)

So there you go. There’s a whole bunch of books and also rambling. I tag demonbloodsausagedog (HAH), morethanslightly, lightsaroundyourvanity, inthebackoftheimpala, guusana, nicky36, sendermage, ivywalled, and anyone else who’s interested (But tag me if you do it because I find this SUPER INTERESTING)

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

hey I was enjoying that conversation, but I guess Rodney McKay waits for no man except John Sheppard

yeah but the fic i was reading was so funny come on even YOU laughed at the bits i read out loud to you

and there’s only so much explaining of privilege and my own moral code i can handle after a long day of work