the TENTACLES of the LORD
27 May 2009 @ 06:01 pm
I keep drafting these long dull STUFF I HAVE BEEN DOING INSTEAD OF EVER UPDATING MY LIVEJOURNAL posts but after a paragraph or so they get so boring even I don't want to read them anymore. I mean, most of the stuff has actually been super awesome crazy fun times! Like uh a couple weekends ago we stalked Ryan North at the TCAF and made him sign a Choose Your Own Adventure novel, and then went home, played the Battlestar Galactica board game, and watched X-Men cartoons until 2AM. Also my boyfriend (lol) and I came up with this great idea for Bertrand Russell/D.H. Lawrence slash?

Uh, yeah. Instead, that far more fascinating and popular subject: Man, I Got So %&$@ing Wasted Last Night!

[info]subduction: Hey, we should take [info]deepsix out for a beer after her Big Serious Academic Meeting!
[info]thissugarcane and [info]deepsix: What a great idea!

Ten beers later:

[info]subduction, [info]deepsix and [info]thissugarcane: lol fandom
[info]deepsix and [info]thissugarcane: lol gabe saporta
[info]thissugarcane: lol this romance novel I jacked from the bar
[info]subduction and [info]deepsix: lol kirk wants spock to bone him so hard it's not actually funny so much as uncomfortably hot

[[info]subduction and [info]deepsix proceed to download this vid onto [info]thissugarcane's computer and watch it on repeat until we lose the ability to breathe (ha!) or sit upright; [info]thissugarcane rolls her eyes and goes to bed]
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
05 May 2009 @ 08:51 pm
I feel like this is a suitable Test Post: apparently (which is to say, owing to means entirely beyond my control or comprehension) I will be attending this event later tonight.

To paraphrase the text messages I sent to [info]deepsix and [info]thissugarcane earlier: that sound you just heard was twenty-odd years of indie cred being revoked.

Excuse me, I need to go find something sparkly to wear.
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
05 May 2009 @ 03:05 pm
My sister came to visit me last week, which served as a good excuse to see a few touristy things around town I hadn't seen yet, like the Shoe Museum (lol I know right) and the AGO -- including their basement exhibition of 18th-20th century model ships, oh my God. The vast majority of the 18th-c. models (this one, for instance) were built by French prisoners of war, many of them using bone from their rations as a primary construction material, and each time I got to a new one the detail just stopped me dead in my tracks. Their website has an informative podcast and a couple more gorgeous photos, but neither does justice to the experience of seeing them up close and in three glorious dimensions.

I'd've quite gladly spent the entire four hours down there if my sister hadn't started clearing her throat and making motions toward the stairs -- which still turned out to be a good thing, since one of the major exhibitions showing at the moment is on William Holman Hunt (n.b. I don't know from art, period, but among the very few movements I know and like are the Pre-Raphaelites) so I got to spend another hour or so gaping open-mouthed at a use of colour like I've never seen elsewhere.

(Also, Dear ROM: Renovation: THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT. Love, [info]subduction.)

This weekend, Star Trek. I'm cautious, but I suspect it'll be so different from the canon I'm attached to that I'll be able to deal with it on its own merits (unlike, say, Enterprise, where I think my fundamental problem was that it was freakin' leotarded wasn't different enough).

--

I've been kind of broke-ass the past week or two, mostly because I finally bit the bullet and bought my ticket for Bonnaroo, HECK YES. Four days in a field in Tennessee at the height of summer with a few thousand of my fellow variously-intoxicated twentysomethings: what could possibly go wrong?

I've also been more-than-usually neglectful of comments and e-mail, largely because I can't remember the last weekend when I wasn't (a) travelling or (b) hosting travellers. This coming one is no exception, but after that I think I'm free? Ish? Which is good, seeing as I have, like, work to do, and all, but it'll probably also mean I'll respond to some of those comments I've been meaning to get back to since, oh, March. *facepalm*

--

I finally got around to setting up a Dreamwidth account, but haven't done anything with it as of yet. I'll probably fiddle around with it in days to come and add people as I find them, but I haven't been keeping track of who's already where, so adding me might be a more reliable way of doing things; I'm subduction over there as well. I won't actually be reading journals over there for the time being, as most people still appear to be cross-posting to LJ, and that's probably what I'll do as well should I ever actually begin posting there.
 
 
Current Music: Bill Fox / Since I've Been Gone
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
27 March 2009 @ 11:02 am
~~AN ILLUSTRATIVE TALE~~

On the doors¹ to our respective bedrooms my roommate and I each have a sticky-backed rectangle of blackboard material, 11 by 17 inches or so in dimension. These (along with a box of chalk and a set of handcuffs) constituted my gift to said roommate on the recent occasion of her birthday. Limitless entertainment! On the cheap!

Right now, [info]thissugarcane's blackboard bears a selection of trenchant comments relating to her graduate research. Phrases like "irrevocable deletion and loss in online spaces" and "unreliable narrators" appear.

My blackboard reads, in lime-green chalk, across its entirety:

LOL
    ANTHONY
        STEWART
                HEAD

--

You guys: I have a date on Saturday night, AND IT IS NEITHER 1. WITH A 19-YEAR-OLD NOR 2. AN ACCIDENT. I -- when was the last time I could say that? Oh man, let's not even go there. (At least I'm having my period, so I still know it's not like the universe actually likes me, or anything.)

--

On Wednesday I improvised a hella good roast chicken (recipe follows, for those who like that sort of thing) for ~dinner guests~ and only broke one wineglass, spilled things on two different pairs of jeans, and tore one shelf out of my bedroom wall. I do not think the last three are directly related to the first, but further study should probably be undertaken. Caveat lector.

lj user subduction presents mad good chicken with pears and shiz )

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¹ For loose values of 'door', okay? Shut up.
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
06 March 2009 @ 12:46 pm
Hi OK so here is my story abt how airport security at O'Hare made me start dressing like Ryan Ross, retard robot!! ) ¹

Yeah, so I get to pick up my repaired boots today, which should mean massive amounts of drunk twittering as I try desperately to score during [info]thissugarcane's birthday blowout a return to normal programming. Wait--what?

Anyway, I had a brainwave just now, you guys. If I ever get a tattoo, it will be a tramp stamp. A tramp stamp reading: ĤΨ = EΨ


Um, so how about that thing where you list five things you associate with me and then I gab about them for a while? Yeah? Yeah?

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¹ I guarantee this is the closest thing to bandfic which will ever be featured in this livejournal, so enjoy it while you can, kids.
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
25 February 2009 @ 02:48 pm
  • [info]ask_captainjack

  • Babylon 5. )

  • This archive of 68k Mac shareware, aka the childhood treasure trove of my DREAMS. I'm pretty sure the lengths to which I have gone in order to get OS 9 running atop OS 10.5 on an Intel Mac -- for the purposes of playing games most sane individuals haven't played (or wanted to play) since 1991 -- is literally the geekiest thing about me. And I say this as an individual who, at two on Sunday morning, having imbibed seriously inadvisable amounts of Southern Comfort and orange juice, was talking about the zeroes of the Riemann zeta function.

  • Being Human, per [info]nebst's pictorial recommendation. I grabbed the old pilot when it was circulating last year but never actually got around to watching it, and I'll stick with the assumption that the new version is an improvement. Point: Russell Tovey is the canonical definition of "adorkable", a word I kind of loathe, but which is so apt in this case I can't quite help myself. And yes, the OT3 potential is pretty much killing me, too.

  • Battlestar the Galactic, even (especially) when it's STABBING ME IN THE HEART, because let's face it, that's what this show always did best -- that's what's been missing -- and I kind of don't even want to hear about its race-/gender-/disability-fail at this point; it's not that I want to be one of those douchetards who's all STOP HARSHING MY BUZZ WITH YOUR THOUGHTFUL AND IMPORTANT DISCOURSE, MAN :(( but, in this case, I kind of do. sry! (No, but seriously, folks: I loved this show SO HARD in S1 and it's just delightful beyond words to have that love validated again after so many years of holding out. It's not intellectual; it's from the heart~~ --yeah, you know what I'm saying.) [Disclaimer: I started drafting this post last week, and okay, I wasn't actually totally crazy about this latest one. But I have the faith again, so it's cool.]

  • our kitchen table, which [info]thissugarcane covered in paper about a week ago with the intention of mapping (hah) out some thoughts for the major research project she's working on. I'd post photos, but I left my camera cord on the left coast and am still waiting for my sister to mail it back to me, so--

    THINGS IT NOW SAYS ON OUR KITCHEN TABLE (a selection):

    "celebrity gaze"; "narrative (voice)"; "sexy fun times!"; "edward cullen"; "connectivity and communication systems rather than visual mapping and physical place"; "[[info]subduction] is a cuntface. xo. [inscribed in a large pink heart]"; "yr girlfriend ♥ p.weezy's [rough sketch of a cock]"; "embodied talk"; "fluidity"; "sv sucks ass".

    (Also appearing: an elephant (blue and silver), some skateboards (...), a surprisingly small number of food, tea and/or beer stains, and a Knob Goblin barbecue team.)

  • you. Even though I never update these days because my life is too -- interesting? retarded? yes -- you you you. Hi.
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
03 December 2008 @ 04:25 pm
1. I have finally rolled onto that bandwagon and started getting the hang of Twitter, I think? Like, I signed up a year ago and then had no clue what the point of the thing was so promptly never used it. But then I hooked it up to my new cell phone and spent the weekend in the car with my aunt and her boyfriend; check and check. I know people have probably posted their usernames and so forth but I'm -- really lazy, basically? So y'all can add me if you so desire. Possibly I will talk about things more interesting than "lol that license plate spells LEZ", my hilarious fail in the dating world, and the relative merits of Joy Division covers? (I say "possibly" in the sense of, you know, it's POSSIBLE that Zac Efron really is all about the pussy. Et cetera.)

2. I've been watching Friday Night Lights, and it took me a few episodes to realize what I was finding hilarious about it -- like, obvs I was going to be all over a show about teenaged boys getting (1) dirty and (2) laid, don't get me wrong, but there was something else -- and I realized that, I'm not even sure why, but I was subconsciously seeing this resemblance -- not so much in features as in expressions, maybe? between Kyle Chandler and Joe Flanigan, and so on some level I'm essentially watching this show as AU where John Sheppard is a high school football coach in West Texas. Which, I mean, yeah. Hilarity.

3. Blah blah I am a stupid incompetent friend, I never comment on things, etc. I don't even have the excuse of being that busy, except when I am. I'm still kind of having ~~personal drama but whatev, really; mostly I'm just not up to much in the way of being chatty or fannishly productive, but I still love y'all. It's just a subdued, lazy, rainy-Sunday-afternoon-in-the-armchair kind of love. Twitter is turning out to delight me mostly because 140 characters tends to be about the amount of communication I can muster at any given time? So that's the state of the [info]subduction. And what's new with you, boys and girls?
 
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
13 October 2008 @ 12:24 am
HELLS MOTHERFUCKING YES.

So, yes, okay, I may or may not have spent my Saturday night eating noodles at the kitchen table while [info]thissugarcane read me summaries of Fall Out Boy AUs, but -- sometimes you win some, too, is what I'm saying, 'cause goddamn. That was the best show I have been to in years.

Also, hi, I live in Toronto now! Further updates, y'know, eventually.
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
05 October 2008 @ 07:26 pm
I had a whole post here about how I've taken to drink, which is in no way related to how I've also been watching due South (shut UP), and how that in turn sparked a bit of a Canadian film renaissance all up in my rec room, but since it sat in the client for like, two weeks without being posted, I figured it might actually be more apropos to say -- sorry, I haven't really been around for a while? Between an epic head cold, multiple power outages, the never-ending work week, assorted social events, and two days of idiopathic internet failure -- also I'm, you know, moving across the country in a couple days -- so, apologies to those to whom I owe comments or e-mail or whatever, and yeah, I probably won't really be back in action for another week or two.

In other news, yesterday I braved the rain and, well, rain to register my preference between a marginally sentient android, a dude who can't speak English, and the Rt. Hon. Pornstache! DEMOCRACY IN ACTION, boys and girls.

Okay, now let's talk about due South. No, SHUT UP. ) I don't think it's going to turn into an actual ~fandom~ for me or anything, but I'm enjoying myself, what can I say? Plus, it's nice to have this sort of pocket-fandom with a decade's worth of fantastic fic that I can read without actually being invested (I'm so pathological about this sort of thing: I actually can't read SGA fic anymore, like, almost at all; somehow it just drives me crazytunes and makes it impossible for me to write anything in the fandom, and given the options I prefer the latter -- I know, it's insane, let's not get into it -- but I do miss having a fandom I can actually read in and enjoy).

And really, you know, it's not like it's the worst thing I've ever watched for the sake of The Gay -- because, hello, Torchwood. Also that one where homos fight vampires in space. OH. Speaking of which! Obvs the first order of business once I move in with [info]thissugarcane will be to get shitfaced and watch a bunch of Stargate Atlantis. I figure I have maybe three or four episodes to convince her that the show is worth her time -- i.e., not totally retarded retarded in only the most hilarious of ways -- and scientific evidence only goes so far, so naturally I need your advice, dear internuts. Which episodes would you include in what obviously needs to be a carefully-planned regimen of hilarity and, you know, epic homoeroticism? HERE LET'S MAKE IT OFFICIAL

Poll #1273120 LET'S HAVE A GAY-OFF
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All

I know asking WHICH EPISODE OF STARGATE ATLANTIS IS THE GAYEST is like WHICH POPE IS THE MOST CATHOLIC, but come on, people, help a sister out.

Paul Gross

View Answers

Y
4 (44.4%)

Y
3 (33.3%)

MFY
6 (66.7%)

 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
24 September 2008 @ 04:15 am
I find White Ninja really hit-or-miss -- more "miss" than "hit", to be honest -- but I keep tabs on its RSS feed anyway because sometimes it makes funny jokes about the Canadian healthcare system. Or hoboes! And then other times it inadvertently summarizes the entire plot of Stargate Atlantis in six panels or less.

In other news, WAYS TO BE WOKEN UP AT 2:37 AM WHICH ARE TOTALLY AWESOME: A LIST
  • impromptu bedside rat dismemberment
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
I try to keep my politics in my pants around here, so to speak -- and let it be said that my jokes re: Sarah Palin ('s hair, daughter, e-mail, et cet.) are intended to communicate nothing beyond lol, Sarah Palin and certainly no statement of creed one way or another -- but good God, kids, do I ever miss that blow show sometimes.

Barack Obama meets Josiah Bartlet, as written by Aaron Sorkin.
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
20 September 2008 @ 04:41 pm
1. Anon vs Sarah Palin fanboys: proof that the Large Hard-On Collider is warping the universe for greater lols, y/y?

2. Moving shenans, part 3454 of 32598735694: because I can only take a limited amount of stuff, I'm trying hard to economize and not take things like the vast pile of t-shirts which, while full of indie and/or nerd cred, I really only wear to sleep in. So I'm doing the pro/con thing )

3. SGA 5x09: lolwhut )

4. I had a whole thing here along the lines of dear fellow Canadians, how can you watch due South without cringing every five seconds, but last night the answer was revealed: GET DRUNK. (Seriously, though, this is turning out to be a fairly successful strategy for getting into shows I know I'd enjoy if only I could stop cringing my way through the first twenty minutes -- cf. Farscape: Two sober attempts at the premiere, no dice; one bottle of red wine later, NON-STOP LOL-A-THON.)

5. I am enjoying last.fm's events feature possibly a little too much. In entirely unrelated news, magic 8-ball says: good thing your rent is hella cheap, bitch.

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¹ No, really
² No, REALLY
³ Amount of sex I have had with chemists: a lot
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
11 September 2008 @ 08:50 pm
1. True story: the other night I barbecued some chicken and had a few beers and then suddenly I was all hey let's remember how to integrate by parts, FOR THE LOLS. And then I dug out my first-year calculus textbook and got down to bsns.

I am so street, y'all, Toronto better watch the fuck out.

2. Re: that Doctor Who casting rumour which has been making the rounds, CAN I GET A Y/MOTHERFVCKING Y. And maybe a pre-emptive AU where the Doctor travels to 1803 and picks Jack Hammond up off a beach in France. IT COULD HAPPEN, OKAY.

3. True story, take two: the story about me changing my journal name to "the TENTACLES of the LORD" goes like this: on Monday morning I was sitting at Starbucks drinking my quad long espresso and listening to one dude tell another dude about the TENTACLES of the LORD and how they FILLED him with LIFE. No lie.

4. So I'm writing this thing, kind of -- the one where John and Rodney drive across Canada (and have lots of sex, obv fall in love have lots of sex while also being kind of retarded for each other, you know, the way they are) -- and it's great to be ~writing from experience~ for a change, but it's also kind of weird because I keep catching myself writing stuff and then being like, no, wait, that was me. Like I'm plagiarizing my own future autobiography, here, dredging up memories from school trips to Winnipeg (I know, right) and family visits to the Maritimes and Cowtown Adventure '08. Not that I don't already borrow from life to a substantial extent (vide supra; I couldn't have dreamt up Cephalopod Jesus in two lifetimes), but in this story I feel a lot more self-conscious about it -- probably because I'm more used to writing things set in (a) space, (b) Wales or (c) the 18th century? (More importantly, I'm not too sure I want to deconstruct the implications of an archetypal correspondence between myself and Rodney McKay. I mean: yes, I'm an asshole and I like physics, but, y'know, let's really not go there.)

Let it just be said, then, for posterity: [info]thissugarcane always eats the macaroni salad.
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
04 September 2008 @ 10:50 pm
I spent most of this afternoon catching up on e-mail and compiling "thingstodofortdot.txt" (in homage to "thingstodoforlondon.txt", which, damn, having opened the latter, let me just say: I am SO GLAD I have moved across the country and back before, both because it means I have a frame of reference and because it means there're a lot of things I don't actually have to do again -- for instance, transfer all my DVDs from boxes into binders to save space).

Tonight, I am watching The Magnificent Seven, which I bought myself with my grandmother's birthday cheque because I couldn't find it illegally, and drinking Okanagan Spring Pale Ale, because come October 8th, I won't be able to get it anymore. SOB. (Other things I will miss, although I am trying, honestly, not to compile a list: the taste of water -- East of the Rockies it tastes like soap to me, because I was raised on the soft stuff; London Drugs, store of my heart. My kitty, let's not even talk about it.)

Poll #1254014 OF UTMOST IMPORTANCE
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: None

What kind of car would John and Rodney drive on a road trip across Canada?

MEME TIME. Ask me a question about each/any of the following: sex; drugs; rock'n'roll; livejournal.

Who's the most awesome person on your flist¹?

Ron Perlman:

HOT
1 (20.0%)

NOT
4 (80.0%)



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¹ Besides me, obvs.
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
26 August 2008 @ 01:32 pm
THINGS WHICH MADE ME LOL THIS WEEKEND, A LIST, BY LJ USER = SUBDUCTION
Everyone, her mom, and her mom's sweater-clad Chihuahua have already dissected both the Atlantis cancellation and Friday's episode to pieces, so I won't really talk about either except to say that in addition to the standard despair and indignation (re: the cancellation, obv; re: the ep I feel mostly things in my pants which I am not entirely comfortable sharing with the internetting public) I feel faintly -- dirty like a Yankees fan betrayed by the home team, I guess? Which is probably more about the ever-decreasing likelihood of the fantasy where I meet David Hewlett at the grocery store and [CENSORED] than anything else. OH WELL. Onward and upward, etc.

What else? I'm reccing Hornblower fic at [info]crack_van next month; I guess that means I should, like -- read some?
 
 
Current Music: Devendra Banhart / Fall
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
Getting Lost Is Easier Than Losing Your Mind
Stargate: Atlantis, McKay/Sheppard, NC-17. 18,000 words.

Late S3, with incidental spoilers for previous material.

Notes, and a disclaimer.

'Look,' Sheppard was saying as the jumper door opened, 'all I'm saying is, I think we could get a lot out of a relationship with these people.' )
 
 
 
the TENTACLES of the LORD
22 June 2008 @ 04:58 pm
HEY LET'S START A MEME OKAY

Behind the cut are three Wordle images created from stories I'm currently working on (for assorted values of "working on", natch). One is Hornblower, one Atlantis and one SG-1. Here's how this is going to roll:
1. Pick one (or more) and take a guess at what might be going on. (Or just make something up.) Write at least a one-sentence summary of what you imagine the story to be about.

2. I'll take those summaries -- one from each of the first five commenters, more if inspiration strikes -- and write snippets, which will hopefully bear no resemblance whatsoever to the actual story I'm working on. If your summary nails the actual story, I'll post a snippet of the actual WIP instead.

3. Rinse and repeat repost in your own journal for additional wholesome family fun! (Uh, if you want. No pressure.)
COME ON PEOPLE LET'S MAKE IT HAPPEN )
 
 
Current Music: Oingo Boingo / Weird Science
 
 
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True story: today my hair has been compared to 1. Amy Winehouse's and 2. a squid.

Whirlwind TV update, because that's about all I have the brain cells for these days:
  • Finished Chuck, which was really some of the most enjoyable television I've watched in a long, long time, and highly recommended, even if the lack of fic makes me a sadface.

  • Have also watched the first two eps of Swingtown, DON'T JUDGE ME, MOLLY PARKER IS IN IT. Molly Parker is like one part concentrated adorable to one part awesomesauce, shaken over ice with a dash of bitters and poured into a tall, willowy, green-eyed glass. She was the single woman upon whose stunning attractiveness my ex and I ever agreed, and I refuse to believe the internet's scurrilous notion that she was born in Maple Ridge, because she so clearly belongs in the encyclopedia under "Maritimer". (I don't know if I can get behind this red hair business quite yet, though.)

  • Didn't totally love the pants off the latest Doctor Who, but considering how stellar the rest of the season has been -- like, before this episode I'd've called it one of my favourite seasons of any TV show, ever -- I'm willing to cut them some slack. Also, it's not RTD's fault he has to follow up Steven Moffat, GOD OF TELEVISION; really, anything's going to look kind of lame in comparison. (Although, actually, there's meta to be writ re: how I think RTD is trying to use some of Moffat's tropes but Doing It Wrong, and that's maybe why this episode fell flat for me? but you know. That's basically the meta right there.)

  • All things considered, sincerely enjoyed the, what, semi-finale? of BSG, for reasons not even limited to Michael Hogan being the most incredible badass acting on television today, and am looking forward to whenever the heck we can expect the back half of the season.

  • Reason #23458713 to love [info]randomalia: she has just alerted me that S5 of Space Homos: in Space! SGA starts in like, three weeks, WHAT. I was assuming, y'know, October? So now I am making a lot of :D :D :D faces over that.

And uhhhhh I have no real excuse for my failure at photoblog except a) it rained on Tuesday, gross and b) I took some awesome pictures last night but then my camera battery died and I didn't have a chance to recharge it until just now? But some of those will be forthcoming. I TOLD YOU THIS WAS GOING TO END BADLY. Instead of regaling you with further installments of My Cat: An Adventure, then, I'll have to spell things out and say that yesterday I saw a sincerely awesome production of Twelfth Night, set in the 1920s and consequently featuring some of the hottest female drag I have seen in, well, ever. Also a Malvolio so wonderful I could have died. Twice.