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1) Relax, by Frankie Goes to Hollywood, is not a particularly good accompaniment to a photo of Brokeback Mountain's Ennis Del Mar and Jack Twist. It just does not work AT ALL.

2) Soft Cell's Tainted Love, on the other hand, works a lots better than you might expect.

3) A slash fandom wiki that helped orient newbies would be a useful thing. My first panel of the day (Fannish Lore and Terminology) and my last panel of the day (Creating a Safe Space for Fans of Color) were in agreement on this.

First, the very last comment to my May 5th post actually had me going for a minute -- long enough to do a whois search on the IP address and look up a certain comedian's tour schedule and confirm that he could not have been in Illinois when that comment was posted. Also, gullible is not in the dictionary.

Second, I've probably posted about this before, but Charlton Heston is really the ur-shatner. He does these crazy soliloquies in "Planet of the Apes" that are SO TOTALLY Shatner -- except that if Shatner did them, it would have that smarmy Shatner cheesiness (that individually wrapped pasteurized processed slices cheesiness).

When Heston does it, there's a whiff of cheese, but it's a whiff of mozzarella di bufula or a fine Stilton.

I know he got wacky there toward the end, but I miss Charlton Heston.

It's possible I'm the last person in fandom to learn that Eddie Izzard is voicing Reepicheep in Prince Caspian, but I bet I'm also the most excited. [hearts Reepicheep]

So, y'all may have heard about the clusterflop* that was DC's Hazardous Waste/E-cycling event: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/04/26/AR2008042601220_2.html?hpid=artslot

RM & I virtuously scoured the house for appropriate items and amassed quite a pile:

2 VCRs
1 cable receiver box
1 24-inch television
a bookshelf stereo system w/speakers
11 mostly-empty gallon-size cans of paint
4 mostly-empty quart-size cans of paint
2 mostly-empty pint-size cans of paint
a boom box (the first one I owned, from 10th grade ... I felt a twinge of nostalgia over that one)
a seven-year-old iBook
31 miscellaneous AC/DC converters, coax cables, phone cords, etc.
1 pair of rabbit ears antennae
one weird little computer adapter
one cell phone
2 computer speakers
a mouse
an external modem
21 3.5-inch floppies
a Mac zip-disk
57 CD-ROM disks
21 5.25-inch floppies (including the one that held my homework assignments from the "Introduction to Basic" class I took in 1983)

At quarter of three, we gave up on the line of traffic, pulled over to a parking spot, and carried everything in on foot (it took seven trips). I don't even want to think about how much gas we used idling for two and half hours.

*This is my new favorite imprecation; I learned it watching the edited-for-television version of "Heartbreak Ridge." It begins with all the formidable power of military cussing and ends like a bunny.

Nikolaj Coster-Waldau bears a striking resemblance to Robbie Robertson circa 1978

RM & I have tickets to Eddie Izzard May 1!! Wheeeee!

Similarities:

* Each show has an immortal protagonist.
* Each protagonist has a mature, mortal, nightclub-owning mentor/friend who knows his secret.
* Each episode features a present-day storyline interrupted by flashbacks to the past.

Differences:

* In Highlander, there can be only one; in New Amsterdam, there *is* only one.
* Highlander was set in the fictional Seacouver, with occasional trips to Paris and flashbacks all over the place; New Amsterdam is firmly rooted in New York
* Thus far, New Amsterdam suffers from a decided lack of swordplay

robomark asked me to point out that New Amsterdam has a lot in common with Life (NBC show starring Damian Jones); both shows have male-female detecting teams with a no-nonsense female partner who is skeptical about her male partner's cryptic sayings.

This guy makes infographics based on pop songs:

http://flickr.com/photos/boyshapedbox/

i forgot to post about Knight Rider. I love the idea of it and I LOVED the updated theme song (in an "oh, that takes me back!" way), and I was OK with everyone in it EXCEPT the main guy. I might watch it one more time and see if he improves. Or, you know, I might not.

My box of 59 Penny Jordan novels arrived, and I have been wallowing -- I keep a handful in my backpack and read them on the Metro, and I'm getting through one or two a day. Some of them are very old-school -- her boss forces devastating kisses on her, and it's supposed to be romantic, and I just have to put my brain into an alternate universe where that's not completely appalling.

But apparently Harlequin Presents have changed in the, I don't know, 10 years? since I've read them. Because yesterday I read one that used the c-word (not *that* one, the other one -- the one that rhymes with Delores), and it also used the e-word (the one that's a lot like election), and it *also* had a scene in which the heroine, um, pleasures herself. (The last time I read these regularly? An aroused hero would take a cold shower before he'd take matters into his own hands.) And then some evil people try to blackmail the heroine with explicit photos of someone else with her hed pastede on (yay?), and one of those photos included an object-that-rhymes-with-Bilbo, and I just about fell out of my seat on the bus, it was that startling.

Re-reading this paragraph, I realize that I sound prissy as all get out. If we were talking in person, I would have no problem speaking these words, but posting them on the internet seems like asking for trouble. And in most contexts I wouldn't blink twice at them -- but a *Harlequin Presents*? Is not one of those contexts.

Thursday RM & I saw In Bruges, which I **highly** recommend. It's such a great movie -- funny and sad and violent and surreal by turns. I would not say it's Tarantinoesque -- it doesn't have the feel of a Tarantino movie -- but there are scenes and set-ups that remind me a bit of Pulp Fiction. Colin Farrell and Brendan Gleeson are particularly wonderful, but the whole cast is great, even smaller roles are really well-acted. You can't exactly call it a comedy -- it's about judgment and redemption -- but it's one of those movies where you come out of the theater and spend the next couple days quoting lines ("You heat the can o'dyen?") and giggling.