Who would you call with your one phone call if arrested? (No lawyers!)
Simon. He'd call Troy, they'd bring tanks, I wouldn't be in there for long.
Simon zegt: Is this your subtle way of telling me you've been arrested, and I should bring tanks? *snicker* This is assuming I'd had my tea for the morning. Len zegt: Obviously. That's why I call Simon first; he'll show up at your house with a pick axe, a trout, and a surly disposition. Troy zegt: We'll have a cup of tea, then be on our way. Len zegt: I think it'd be hard to have a cup of tea with a pick axe lodged in your arm, Troy. I say the arms because I imagine Simon would be vaguely lenient in the mornings if there was a tank inferno in the plans. Troy zegt: Yeah, I can see that. Simon on my doorstep, hefting roadworking equipment. "Come on, Rommel. There's mischief afoot." Lenzegt: I'm not sure he'd say 'Rommel', exactly. He'd probably just call you Fucknut or something equally endearing. Simon zegt: Troy got it all wrong. It's be "Oi, Fucknut. We're blowing shit up. And rescuing Len if she survives. Let's go" Shush, you mentioned tanks. I'm having a moment. Len zegt: Okay. Troy zegt: *ballet montage with tanks!* Okay, I'm good. -- Troy zegt: Not my faaaault. Well, entirely my fault. I just don't feel like taking responsibility. *preens* Len zegt: Troy's motto in life, ladies and gentlemen.
Troy and I manage the amazing art of having two conversations with the same person at the same time. (why doesn't Vox have an LJ-cutian function?) Troy zegt: Oh, yeah. Who outdates even Star Trek as far as geek fandom. Len zegt: Not just geek. /Wanky/. Of course, just last week, someone posted a classic fandom wank from '39, so one could argue it is simply intrinsic to all fandom anywhere. Troy zegt: From which fandom? o_O; Len zegt: Classic science fiction, apparently. XD; Troy zegt: ... Awesome. It's nice to know the old traditions have their roots in history. Len zegt: My favourite bit of Who wankiness was when someone posted 'audience comments' on the Tenth Doctor. The anti-Tennant folk took the bait, started ranting... and then were told the comments in question came from the time of the Second Doctor. Troy zegt: See, there's only ever really been one 'bad' Doctor, in my opinion, which was the Sixth from when the BBC was actively trying to axe the show's popularity. Len zegt: And one of these days, I might actually remember the names of all the actors. At which point I will have to throw myself off a bridge. Troy zegt: Oh. Erm. There are no bridges nearby. Len zegt: http://www.journalfen.net/community/fandom_wank/1087998.html#cutid1 Troy zegt: *clicky* Len zegt: Unfortunately for me, there /are/ bridges close to me. They come 'round for tea. Troy zegt: You are terribly Dutch, after all. "Excuse me, we were just in the neighborhood and were wondering if you'd seen any water?" "... *point*" Len zegt: Yeah... you should probably not try walking around with one of those magical water sticks here. Troy zegt: "Jayne, go back to your bunk and play with your rain stick." Len zegt: Bwah. I keep forgetting you're in the Firefly Zone. Troy zegt: Waaaank. XD Len zegt: It's very comforting to know that I am part of a long and harrowed tradition. XD Troy zegt: A long and apparently /mad/ tradition with propaganda and CAPS! Len zegt: DON'T BE HATIN ON THE CAPS. OR WE CAP YO ARSE.
Troy zegt: *flails!* Len zegt: *cackles!* --
Troy zegt: Good. I'm not the only one that finds Jack a little... well, over-eager and irritating, then. Len zegt: *pats* I think you're part of a minor minority. Troy zegt: Everyone is entitled to my very vocal opinion. Len zegt: Not everyone's opinion is like an arsehole. Troy's takes up five! --
Len zegt: It's hard to be academic when your inner fangirl is being amazingly active, jumping up and down and jiggling while chanting "JACKJACKJACKJACKJACKJACK." Troy zegt: *laugh!* I've had that problem once or twice. Just as I emerged into and then quickly bowed out of BoB fandom. Len zegt: Buck. Troy zegt: Kill Bill! Fuck Buck! Jerk Kirk! Len zegt:
XD But, yeah. Apparently there's going to be some 'big reveal' about Jack in the last episode, and the forums are going insane with speculation. Which is kinda funny. Troy zegt: He's... Troy zegt: MONTY PYTHON'S FLYING CIRRR-CUS! Len zegt: "An intergalactic man-slut!" Oh, wait... Len zegt: Nah, seriously. It's like every minute there's some guy going, "Maybe Jack is the Face of Boe?" "No! Jack was created by the Master!" "No! Jack's the Doctor's son!" Troy zegt: ... Eyew. Len zegt: I wouldn't much like the last one. If simply because Tennant and Barrowman seem to want to get into eachother's pants. Len zegt: British pants, not American pants. Troy zegt: Mm-HM. *shudder* Len zegt: *snicker* Have I actually rendered you incapable of proper vowel use? I am delighted. Troy zegt: Vowels are for the competent. I like trying to pronounce 'WFB' in front of stunned beginners.
Len zegt:
Don't mock my 1337... seeing... skillz.
Troy zegt:
You might want to close your eyes, then, as mocking /may/ become iminent if we continue this line of conversation.
Len zegt:
Troy, have we ever been in /any/ line of conversation where mocking was completely excluded as a possibility?
Troy zegt:
I'm thinking hard about that one.
Len zegt:
I always thought that was part of the charm of our conversations, in fact.
Troy zegt:
No, wait. I'm really thinking about it.
[Five minutes pass]
Troy zegt:
Nope, I'm dry. Can't actually think of a single conversation in the last however many years.
Len zegt:
Thank you.
Troy zegt:
A pleasure as always.
Troy zegt:
... Whoopsie-doodle. *snrk* See, why can't you hit on me while you're drunk?
Len zegt:
Because you're Troy. It would be weird. *pause* Which, mind, has never stopped my alcohol-fueled mind from doing so to other people, so you probably just have really piss-poor timing.
Troy zegt:
I'm quite pleased with myself, actually. Today I finalized the travel arrangements to Games Day in September, finished a couple of the characters being painted. Tomorrow I'm going out to drink copious amount, then on the last Sunday of the month I'm going to get shot at.
Len zegt:
Excellent plans, all in all.
[40 minutes later]
Troy zegt:
Did I mention I was going to be shot at? I think I mentioned it, but it didn't receive the support I was expecting.
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Troy zegt:
I'll put it into perspective for you. Troy, in German flecktarn trousers and an olive 'Zombie Killer' t-shirt. In his hands is an M14, webbing about his waist and chest carrying extra magazines. He is about to plunge into the English countryside and pwnz0r bitches dressed as Americans. It is Good.
Len zegt:
The t-shirt's a nice touch.
Troy zegt:
I felt it was appropriate.
Len zegt:
I'm trying to picture it, but all I can pick up on is you, holding a gun, grinning like a loon, seconds before getting shot in the head.
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Len zegt:
Of course, now the GosuCrew won't stop referring to us as the Maessen Twins...
Troy zegt:
But... you're not twins. For one, you don't look like someone hit you in the side of the head with a waffle iron.
What set you apart from the rest of the kids at school?
Submitted by jks.
Blue, spiked hair, leather trenchcoat, deliberate attempt to adopt the moves of the bastard child of James Dean and Keanu Reeves, a spectacularly horrid attitude, growling, inexplicable disappearances leading to mass panic during field trips, a Plan for the Future, a love of punk rock and the unfailing ability to gain the sympathy of my teachers through general cleverness.
It's no wonder they voted me 'Most Likely to Become a Terrorist' in the yearbook.
[17:27:04] Len Mariken Maessen zegt: Also, my brother appears to be convinced that StarCraft is reality. He claims he's a rocket scientist and in a hundred years he's going to be hired by the Terran Dominion.
[17:27:28] Patrik zegt: Haha
[17:27:30] Patrik zegt: What a guy.
[17:28:02] Len Mariken Maessen zegt: We have the most pointless arguments.
[17:28:12] Patrik zegt: And I guess you'd be the Ghost?
[17:28:47] Len Mariken Maessen zegt: Turning invisible, wearing skintight suits and killing people in the night? Totally.
[17:29:13] Patrik zegt: http://www.skoar.com/images/6star3.jpg
[17:29:15] Patrik zegt: Oh yeah.
After all the recent season and series finales, what are you watching on TV these days?
At the moment, I'm pretty much only still watching Doctor Who; I haven't really had the time to see if there's anything worthwhile showing over the summer, which is something I traditionally do in the week after the academic year ends. Luckily, the Brits don't use the same kind of season-planning that the States do, so I think my best bet is watching a lot of BBC over the summer.
I'll probably also take the opportunity to check out a few more '80s/'90s 'modern classic' TV shows (whether it's classic in a fandom sense or in a TV sense) that I might have missed out on over the years. I'd ask if anyone had any suggestions, but I don't imagine a lot of folks frequent this blog (and to those who do, yes, I've now watched all of Dexter and it is awesome).
Procrastination really is the basis of all writing, isn't it?
As you may have twigged on to by now, I listen to a lot of music. A lot of pop and rap stuff I listen to just to have a rhythm going (I don't have to think about what's actually being sung, hence, my brain can run off and do its thing, cavorting with ideas) and the more intense rock and punk shite I listen to actively because it strips me down raw and pulls me along, feeling dangerous, shouting, thrashing, screaming (if you don't get Iggy, I don't know if I wanna get you).
I cannot for the life of me write when there's music on. Music is thinking-stuff or feeling-stuff but it certainly isn't writing-stuff. So in order to start writing, I have to make that switch: turn off the music, put my headphones down, plug them into the recharger, and then open up the document in question.
That's my personal 'turning point' of procrastination. It's all just words from there on in - when I get started, I get started, and I won't stop until I've got a couple dozen pages of witty banter or aloof rambling or some bizarre kind of hybrid done.
The side-effect of this is that I am exceptionally horrible at structuring things. I try to do so in advance - hell, you have no idea of the kind of long write-ups I've done for story structure - but I inevitably end up careening down another path, usually confusing the hell out of my audience on the way there.
On the other hand, my sentences are pretty. It's a trade-off.
Now I think about it, this post seems to be an excellent example of this.
(And on the other hand, I could probably write a good few pages of chase scene for a script while listening to Apollo 440's Stop the Rock. Remember, kids, Len's more discardable absolute statements are rarely anything but relative)
