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sisabetSoooo... anything happen this weekend while I was offline?
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sockkpuppett was dealing with clip theft of "It's the End of the World As We Know It" and you can read about the whole mess here - including some really insightful, uh, insight from pipsqueaky in the comments.
http://www.livejournal.com/users/sockkpuppett/155416.html
I am boggled by the gall it takes to lift sequences from EotW and not think that someone will notice. This dude even submitted it for an award and I think won (although that has now been revoked it seems). Some people's kids, y'know? Just...well usually, these guys aren't kids. People never cease to disappoint me. Back when bootcamp was still in force at BoB, someone submitted a Restless vid for review that contained sequences from my vid "Clint Eastwood." Which was just a WTF moment since the entire point of boot camp was to draw attention to developing vidders and the positive role criticism plays in getting mad vidding skillz and then...they were submitting the vid to me to review. It was well known that it was me. My name was right there at boot camp - it said "Thread started by sisabet". I was all over it, posting like a mad woman, so it wasn't like it was any sort of secret who would be at least watching and probably commenting on the vid submitted. My name was also on the vid this person ripped off.
Which brings me to my point: people are evil and stupid. Sometimes. Sometimes they are just stupid and not evil, and sometimes they are evil and not stupid, but sometimes you get both evil and stupid appearing together like someone's bad idea of a acid-flashback fueled 70's variety show with special guest Charo. Now, I'm not saying that Charo is evil. I am just saying that I wouldn't turn my back on her. Cootchie, Cootchie my ass. That woman is up to something.
If I didn't nail my point to my head, I'd lose it for all the tangents. Wait. I didn't nail my point to my head. Well, shit. There goes something important I had to say...down the drain.
Wanna hear about all the near-brushes with death I have had living alone? Friday night, I'm stationed in front of the TV checking out "The Invisible Man" and it was "Flowers for Hobbes" so you know I am all intent and focused and not really paying attention to what I am doing, right? And I was getting ready to snack on this olive-nut dip I had just bought the day before at the grocery. So I'm watching the TV and I take the first bite and it is foul and I look down and there are colonies of mold growing on the dip's surface and if it wasn't for my highly repressed gag reflex, I so would have hurled. (Which reminds me of watching "The West Wing" withtzikeh and renenet and my glee when the President said "boot" and wishing I could pull off saying boot. But I can barely get away with saying hurl). So I run to the kitchen and stick my mouth under the faucet and just generally get all grossed out. Then I start thinking.
See, I should never start thinking.
What I am thinking about with my head under the faucet is this: I just ate mold. I am allergic to mold. I once had an asthma attack in 7th grade science lab when 23 students opened 13 bags of moldy bread at the same time. I can't take penicillan because I will die (emphasis is mine - I probably wouldn't die, but you never know and I always err on the side of caution...)and penicillan is made of mold.
So I am thinking all of this and wondering about that one time I accidentally ate blu cheese and noticing that that did not kill me, but also thinking maybe that is why I don't like blu cheese - cause face it...other than lima beans - I will eat anything. My next least favorite food is capers and hell - I'll eat them. So maybe I am like a rat and instinctly avoid foods that have the potential to cause my death (blu cheese) and or discomfort (lima beans cause they are evil. Not like their good twin, the butter bean. MMMmmm butter beans, beans made of butter). Then I realize that my hair is getting wet so I stand up at the sink and then I start to wonder if my throat is closing up. I was wheezing slightly, but I couldn't remember if I was wheezing before I ate the moldy dip or not.
So now I am standing at the sink and wondering what I will do without AIM to let people know that I am dying and I supposed that I could call Dawn on my cell if I was really dying, but until my throat closed up more, I as willing to wait it out. Then I started wondering about anaphylactic shock and of course that made me think of Scully and how cool she was whispering anaphylactic shock as she went down from a bee sting. Or did she just whisper "I have no allergy" and Mulder was the one going on about anaphylactic shock? I can't remember - but just thinking about Scully reminded me of how much she could kick ass back then and I was distracted from my impending painful death. Then I had to think about how Scully was cool in that scene even if she was yet again letting Mulder suck her back in. I mean - she was out and then he pulled her right back in with puppy dog eyes and some pretty words. Well - okay - they were really nice words like "you complete me" and other than the cheese involved in that sentiment, I never could ever blame Scully for falling for it - I mean, I would have fallen for it, too. He is a very pretty man. Of course this was before Chris Carter ruined it all, and then I had to think about how Chris Carter never seemed able to grasp what was sexy about his show and what wasn't. Seems whenever he tried to be sexy you get some kinda mess like "First Person Shooter" which I actually liked on very base, OH things get shot and Mulder looks hot level. But I don't think that episode was sexy like he intended. However - "Grotesque" was sexy as all get out and I don't think CC ever freaking understood this.
Then I realized that it was half an hour later and Bobby and Darien were in dire straits (but not listening to Dire Straits, thank god, as I think I am allergic to Mark Knoffler's voice) and I had not died but I missed Darien's mad scientist laugh so I had to start the episode over. Sans snacks.
Then Saturday I got hit by a flying four poster bed and that story is probably more fraught with actual peril than the moldy dip story (also, much less gross) - but my realizations as I lay on the floor after the collision with the bed didn't really involve any more fannish thought other than wondering if my dog would eat me if I was stuck on the floor and died and no one found us for a few days, which actually was probably inspired by Clyde Bruckman, so it looks like even though I watched I-Man, Angel and "Undercover Brother" (Three times! Goundercoverbro!! I'm like your Doogie Howser) this weekend, my mind still belongs to The X-files. At least when I contemplate dying alone, that is.
Also - I solved the mistery of why I had to listen to the Meat Puppets first thing on the drive back from Chicago. In the I-Man episode "Beholder" the blind supermodel's (I know, I know)boombox is very faintly playing them outside her tent. Which, I didn't think we actually watched that part - but we had to have watched it cause I was all Must Listen to the Meat Puppets on a level that has not been reached by anyone since 1995.
sockkpuppett was dealing with clip theft of "It's the End of the World As We Know It" and you can read about the whole mess here - including some really insightful, uh, insight from pipsqueaky in the comments. http://www.livejournal.com/users/sockkpuppett/155416.html
I am boggled by the gall it takes to lift sequences from EotW and not think that someone will notice. This dude even submitted it for an award and I think won (although that has now been revoked it seems). Some people's kids, y'know? Just...well usually, these guys aren't kids. People never cease to disappoint me. Back when bootcamp was still in force at BoB, someone submitted a Restless vid for review that contained sequences from my vid "Clint Eastwood." Which was just a WTF moment since the entire point of boot camp was to draw attention to developing vidders and the positive role criticism plays in getting mad vidding skillz and then...they were submitting the vid to me to review. It was well known that it was me. My name was right there at boot camp - it said "Thread started by sisabet". I was all over it, posting like a mad woman, so it wasn't like it was any sort of secret who would be at least watching and probably commenting on the vid submitted. My name was also on the vid this person ripped off.
Which brings me to my point: people are evil and stupid. Sometimes. Sometimes they are just stupid and not evil, and sometimes they are evil and not stupid, but sometimes you get both evil and stupid appearing together like someone's bad idea of a acid-flashback fueled 70's variety show with special guest Charo. Now, I'm not saying that Charo is evil. I am just saying that I wouldn't turn my back on her. Cootchie, Cootchie my ass. That woman is up to something.
If I didn't nail my point to my head, I'd lose it for all the tangents. Wait. I didn't nail my point to my head. Well, shit. There goes something important I had to say...down the drain.
Wanna hear about all the near-brushes with death I have had living alone? Friday night, I'm stationed in front of the TV checking out "The Invisible Man" and it was "Flowers for Hobbes" so you know I am all intent and focused and not really paying attention to what I am doing, right? And I was getting ready to snack on this olive-nut dip I had just bought the day before at the grocery. So I'm watching the TV and I take the first bite and it is foul and I look down and there are colonies of mold growing on the dip's surface and if it wasn't for my highly repressed gag reflex, I so would have hurled. (Which reminds me of watching "The West Wing" with
tzikeh and renenet and my glee when the President said "boot" and wishing I could pull off saying boot. But I can barely get away with saying hurl). So I run to the kitchen and stick my mouth under the faucet and just generally get all grossed out. Then I start thinking. See, I should never start thinking.
What I am thinking about with my head under the faucet is this: I just ate mold. I am allergic to mold. I once had an asthma attack in 7th grade science lab when 23 students opened 13 bags of moldy bread at the same time. I can't take penicillan because I will die (emphasis is mine - I probably wouldn't die, but you never know and I always err on the side of caution...)and penicillan is made of mold.
So I am thinking all of this and wondering about that one time I accidentally ate blu cheese and noticing that that did not kill me, but also thinking maybe that is why I don't like blu cheese - cause face it...other than lima beans - I will eat anything. My next least favorite food is capers and hell - I'll eat them. So maybe I am like a rat and instinctly avoid foods that have the potential to cause my death (blu cheese) and or discomfort (lima beans cause they are evil. Not like their good twin, the butter bean. MMMmmm butter beans, beans made of butter). Then I realize that my hair is getting wet so I stand up at the sink and then I start to wonder if my throat is closing up. I was wheezing slightly, but I couldn't remember if I was wheezing before I ate the moldy dip or not.
So now I am standing at the sink and wondering what I will do without AIM to let people know that I am dying and I supposed that I could call Dawn on my cell if I was really dying, but until my throat closed up more, I as willing to wait it out. Then I started wondering about anaphylactic shock and of course that made me think of Scully and how cool she was whispering anaphylactic shock as she went down from a bee sting. Or did she just whisper "I have no allergy" and Mulder was the one going on about anaphylactic shock? I can't remember - but just thinking about Scully reminded me of how much she could kick ass back then and I was distracted from my impending painful death. Then I had to think about how Scully was cool in that scene even if she was yet again letting Mulder suck her back in. I mean - she was out and then he pulled her right back in with puppy dog eyes and some pretty words. Well - okay - they were really nice words like "you complete me" and other than the cheese involved in that sentiment, I never could ever blame Scully for falling for it - I mean, I would have fallen for it, too. He is a very pretty man. Of course this was before Chris Carter ruined it all, and then I had to think about how Chris Carter never seemed able to grasp what was sexy about his show and what wasn't. Seems whenever he tried to be sexy you get some kinda mess like "First Person Shooter" which I actually liked on very base, OH things get shot and Mulder looks hot level. But I don't think that episode was sexy like he intended. However - "Grotesque" was sexy as all get out and I don't think CC ever freaking understood this.
Then I realized that it was half an hour later and Bobby and Darien were in dire straits (but not listening to Dire Straits, thank god, as I think I am allergic to Mark Knoffler's voice) and I had not died but I missed Darien's mad scientist laugh so I had to start the episode over. Sans snacks.
Then Saturday I got hit by a flying four poster bed and that story is probably more fraught with actual peril than the moldy dip story (also, much less gross) - but my realizations as I lay on the floor after the collision with the bed didn't really involve any more fannish thought other than wondering if my dog would eat me if I was stuck on the floor and died and no one found us for a few days, which actually was probably inspired by Clyde Bruckman, so it looks like even though I watched I-Man, Angel and "Undercover Brother" (Three times! Go
undercoverbro!! I'm like your Doogie Howser) this weekend, my mind still belongs to The X-files. At least when I contemplate dying alone, that is. Also - I solved the mistery of why I had to listen to the Meat Puppets first thing on the drive back from Chicago. In the I-Man episode "Beholder" the blind supermodel's (I know, I know)boombox is very faintly playing them outside her tent. Which, I didn't think we actually watched that part - but we had to have watched it cause I was all Must Listen to the Meat Puppets on a level that has not been reached by anyone since 1995.
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Date: 2004-03-08 02:42 pm (UTC)sure you should! and then you should come right to your lj and tell us all about it, just like you did here. your retelling of your near-death experience cracked me up, particularly when you started going off on the x-files tangent. please don't hesitate to share the story of the flying four poster bed. :)
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Date: 2004-03-08 03:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-08 03:27 pm (UTC)And you didn't lose your point down the drain: your point was that people are evil and stupid. And Charo is evil. Except perhaps not.
Thanks for the compliment. BTW, I just commented yet again in that post - I can't seem to shut up.
[evanescence]
"Shut me up!"
"I can't shut up!"
[/evanescence]
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Date: 2004-03-08 03:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-08 03:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-08 06:02 pm (UTC)speaking of Clyde Bruckman...
Date: 2004-03-08 06:05 pm (UTC)All I remember is Clyde Bruckman telling Mulder about how autoerotic asphyiation was a bad way to go. The same goes for you, and the same went for Michael Hutchence.
Thanks for the name-drop. I haven't had much to say lately.
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Date: 2004-03-08 06:32 pm (UTC)Re clip theft. I feel like Puppet!Angel, with a little bitty remote that I can't really operate with my three clumsy felt fingers, so I just want to throw the entire issue across the room and dive under the desk or grab Fred or bite Spike. Or something. Stupid piece of crap. I need sword and a power shot. Dammit
Or something.
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Date: 2004-03-08 06:57 pm (UTC)That's all.
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Date: 2004-03-08 09:25 pm (UTC)Okay, that was the moment when I was so overcome with the sisabet love that I had to put my head down on my crossed arms and kind of savor the Liz. And you only got better from there. I'm with
p.s. I should have all of I-Man by morning. By Bobby Hobbes o'clock on the Bobby Hobbes of Bobby Hobbes of the year two thousand Bobby Hobbes.
p.p.s. Eberts!
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Date: 2004-03-09 03:58 am (UTC)Word.
I am also allergic to penicillin, and sometimes when I am out alone somewhere random, I think to myself that if something where to happen to me and they took me to the hospital, they would give me penicillin because I never wear that bracelet thing I'm supposed to wear. It just doesn't go with anything. So I would die because I am vain.
Of course, they wouldn't really give me penicillin unless I had some massive infection and was unable to say 'Hey! Don't give me that'.
And really, if I was so badly infected, why would I be out on my own in the first place?
*sigh*
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Date: 2004-03-09 09:23 am (UTC)Or did she just whisper "I have no allergy" and Mulder was the one going on about anaphylactic shock? I can't remember
Didn't she say something along the lines of "I have a strange taste in the back of my mouth", thus indicating some kind of allergic shock?
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Date: 2004-03-09 09:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-09 01:30 pm (UTC)