http://cunningkingfish.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] cunningkingfish.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_radio2011-03-17 04:51 am

Fandom Radio, 3/17/11

Hello again, faithful listeners. It is I, Captain James Hook, and today I bring you news of yesterday. Just in case you've all suffered horrible trauma and lost the ability to incorporate short term memory into long term memory. So get your tattooist ready so you can have a constant reminder, as here is the news of yesterday.

First, as always, is The School.

Extreme Physical Education had the joy of a destruction derby, wherein they drove cars at one another in order to cause the most mayhem. And parents thought my class was dangerous.

Sciences of Psionics explored a maze while being shot at by lasers. Alice and Raven teamed up, though Alice was apparently more interested in chitter-chatter. Emma and Karla also joined forces, and it says that Emma wore a special suit for the occassion.

What Not to Do in a Fight went over s-words, which I'm assuming was such things as slip, stare, swing-dance, and stab-yourself. All s-things one should not do in a -- Oh, I'm dreadfully sorry, there was a smudge on my reading glasses. The class used swords yesterday. Very different concept, very different concept.

Home Economics went over cooking skills, specifically the sautee and pan fry. And according to these notes, Poor Tony teamed up with Karla and the whole sentiment is that the poor boy was doomed. Hopefully he also had a special protective suit for the occassion.

Over in the library, Gabrielle read on theater and tarot, while Faramir came and was regaled with a story from the fledgling lady bard.

In her office, the astute and kindly Kukaku worked on bombs, while I engaged in some business matters via my iPhone. Such a wonderful little thing, that.

That being said, we now move to the Dorms.

Robin the frog dined on junk food while watching Muppets. He was joined by Momoko, who helped the little fellow confess his fright of a certain female pig. Interesting. The ever-so-peppy leaders of cheer had a practice, where they mingled and stretched, worked on routines, talked of business, were watched by their coach, and by an audience as well.

Magic Reserves also gathered together, mingled, and played British Bulldog. The leaders attended, of course, though none of them were actual dogs.

Over in the gym, Ben awaited Ender, who arrived and they chatted about their outfits together. In his dorm, Chuck read comic books, and Bod made sure his closet was clean. A little early for spring cleaning, is it not?

Which brings us in a round-about way to The Town.

The Royal Prince himself, Alexander, was freaked out by more cat statues yesterday. Shelley tried on sparkly swimwear at Pixie Dust, much to Jane's dismay. There is even note of Jane trying to cover the other lady up.

Kate advertised a speical at the movie theatre regarding eighteen-and-one-day old Nathans getting in free. A rather specific special deal, rather. Amazingly, a Nathan showed up who met the required specifications, and he came in to tell Kate how awful her boyfriend is.

Hardly grateful attitude for a man given a free movie ticket, is it?

Jack Priest was in town and also visited the movie theater, where he learned of Kate's detested boyfriend, though he sympathized with her plight. Mitchel, however, lectured Kate about how awful the aforementioned boyfriend truly is.

Is his name Peter? All Peters are awful human beings.

Mitchell also had a visit from Mr. Priest, and the two shared pleasantries while catching up. Lindsay listened to something pink over at the music shop, and Nathan was greeted with a zombie rendition of happy birthday at Caritas.

Which brings us to the final place in town, the Devils Nest. Such a wonderful name, I really ought to show up there some day. Miss Jessica checked IDs of all the patrons as they entered, including Miss Jaina, who wandered over to the bar. The proprietor himself was in the VIP section, listening to ABBA.

I do not, however, know if he considers himself a dancing queen.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, is the news. I bid you a fair farewell, and remember that if you chase after a leprechaun tonight, you have to kick it in the shins to get its gold.