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Fandom Radio, Monday, August 7, 2006
"Hi hi hi, Fandom, this is Greg Sanders, fresh from a land of rushing rivers, prudish old ladies, and mystical ball pits. Which, seriously, I think we need. Who's with me? Ball-diving for all! Not dirty.
Workshops Add Life!
Okay, so in Lying, which is taught by my fellow ball-lover not dirty, Jarod, they made lists of who they'd contact when looking for a missing person, and who they'd make friends with. I make friends with everyone, really. I don't need lists. Lists are for the narrow-minded! And I am...un-narrow with my mind! Or something.
In Earth Music they talked about their favorite kinds of music, and in Retail, they tried to get Mr. Blackadder to start carrying stuff in All and Sundries.
In Arts and Crafts, they made photo flower arrangements and added photos to their scrapbooks.
And finally, in Baking, we made chocolate snickerdoodles. Also? My recipe totally called for three cups of people. And I don't even understand that joke, but my notes seem to imply that it needed to be made.
Oh, and in the cafeteria, the food replicator was dragged out. I bet you could get some people there, too.
Dorms are It
So, this morning in the gym, Cameron was incredibly uncool. Apparent there was rapping. At Aeryn. It's okay, Cam, you can come live in the ball pit. We'll keep you safe there even if you're the unhippest of the unhip. Jamie, who can also frequent the ball pit, somehow got really good at fighting. Aeryn apologized to his sock. Awww! Did you give it a hug, Aeryn?
This morning, while I was unconscious like an unconscious thing, Peter who is my roommate woke up and facepalmed about the weekend. Sorry, buddy. There's a place for you among the colorful balls of the future though, not dirty. Bel and Phoebe woke up and realized that they only thought they were each other this weekend, which is weird. Were you all on drugs? Angela, Zack, Joxer, the Winchesters, and Hamlet joined the ranks of those waking and headdesking, hiding, or stabbing things. Or wanting to, anyway.
In the fifth floor common room, Nadia fell off a couch and made empanadas. She also made up with River, talked to Pippi about the wackiness that happened here this weekend while I was off falling into a river, consoled the pink-haired Seras, and got a recipe from Xander who is Australian.
Marty and Angela picnicked, Willow was talked out of hiding by English Peter, and Molly brought cookies to Cam and Charlene Kawalsky - and all of you guys can live in the ball pit if you want.
Phoebe talked to Piper about how she doesn't need to be protected from secrets, and see, I disagree. One time, I really felt that I didn't need to know why my sister got a bikini wax, but she decided to tell me. That was an instance where being protected from a secret would have been, in a nutshell, teh win.
Anyways, Jack and Sam the girl had a rather loud discussion, and if either of you ends up unhappy, ball pit is totally yours. Dawn was happy that her boyfriend was in his own body, which I can understand, and Z got a phone call.
Elsewhere, Bridge led a bunch of people on an adventure! And in this case, "a bunch" constituted Xander, Marie, Nadia, Bel and a kittycat, Al, Kaylee, Seras, Chloe, and Stark. So anyway, they found a room full of bouncy music and tunnels and stuff. Weird. Did you guys find more weird water? Someone get me a slideful!
...I bet a ball pit would be cooler. We'd just need to have music there, too.
In the third floor common room, my roomie built a card house, kinda. Hermione joined him and Tyler chatted about the weekend. Then Uptight Girl talked about art and painting her dog's toenails. Whatever. And Zero - who I still haven't met, what the hell? - talked to Peter about how she thought she was him this weekend.
And meanwhile, on the roof, Sakurazaki was emo and Jude tried to cheer her up. Dude, I'm telling you. Colorful balls make everything better not dirty.
Speaking of emo, Tim got a letter returned to him. Sucks to be you, dude. Pippi gave Walter a necklace, and Demyx joined the ranks of the embarrassed. Come to the ball pit, Demyx!
I'd Like to Buy the World a Town
Lana opened the bookstore, and town hall was open too. Sister Rosette came out of the closet, and I don't mean in a, 'Hey, Mom and Dad, you know my quote-and-quote roommate I've lived with for years and with whom I often disappear into dark corners....?' way, and she was at church.
And Sakurazaki, whose name I just learned to pronounce, stopped by some other unpronouncable place that started with an H. Anyway, Tim came back, and River and Sakurazaki said hi. Dude, that's so where the ball pit is going. The middle of the park.
In Caritas, Jarod met Sister Rosette, Sam the girl fought with Jarod about Jack, Phoebe spilled her woes, and Rosette met Clark.
And in the clinic this morning, Dr. Cox enjoyed fishies, and in evening, Janet dealt with the aftermath of the weekend.
Aaaaand finally, Coach Creepy Guy made a phone call, and he doesn't get to play in the ball pit. He'd probably be creepy. 'Cause he's Creepy Guy.
And that's it from me, people! Have a nice evening, plan for the ball pit, and if you have any candy, remember to keep it away from Parker and Jack! Niiiiiiight!"
Workshops Add Life!
Okay, so in Lying, which is taught by my fellow ball-lover not dirty, Jarod, they made lists of who they'd contact when looking for a missing person, and who they'd make friends with. I make friends with everyone, really. I don't need lists. Lists are for the narrow-minded! And I am...un-narrow with my mind! Or something.
In Earth Music they talked about their favorite kinds of music, and in Retail, they tried to get Mr. Blackadder to start carrying stuff in All and Sundries.
In Arts and Crafts, they made photo flower arrangements and added photos to their scrapbooks.
And finally, in Baking, we made chocolate snickerdoodles. Also? My recipe totally called for three cups of people. And I don't even understand that joke, but my notes seem to imply that it needed to be made.
Oh, and in the cafeteria, the food replicator was dragged out. I bet you could get some people there, too.
Dorms are It
So, this morning in the gym, Cameron was incredibly uncool. Apparent there was rapping. At Aeryn. It's okay, Cam, you can come live in the ball pit. We'll keep you safe there even if you're the unhippest of the unhip. Jamie, who can also frequent the ball pit, somehow got really good at fighting. Aeryn apologized to his sock. Awww! Did you give it a hug, Aeryn?
This morning, while I was unconscious like an unconscious thing, Peter who is my roommate woke up and facepalmed about the weekend. Sorry, buddy. There's a place for you among the colorful balls of the future though, not dirty. Bel and Phoebe woke up and realized that they only thought they were each other this weekend, which is weird. Were you all on drugs? Angela, Zack, Joxer, the Winchesters, and Hamlet joined the ranks of those waking and headdesking, hiding, or stabbing things. Or wanting to, anyway.
In the fifth floor common room, Nadia fell off a couch and made empanadas. She also made up with River, talked to Pippi about the wackiness that happened here this weekend while I was off falling into a river, consoled the pink-haired Seras, and got a recipe from Xander who is Australian.
Marty and Angela picnicked, Willow was talked out of hiding by English Peter, and Molly brought cookies to Cam and Charlene Kawalsky - and all of you guys can live in the ball pit if you want.
Phoebe talked to Piper about how she doesn't need to be protected from secrets, and see, I disagree. One time, I really felt that I didn't need to know why my sister got a bikini wax, but she decided to tell me. That was an instance where being protected from a secret would have been, in a nutshell, teh win.
Anyways, Jack and Sam the girl had a rather loud discussion, and if either of you ends up unhappy, ball pit is totally yours. Dawn was happy that her boyfriend was in his own body, which I can understand, and Z got a phone call.
Elsewhere, Bridge led a bunch of people on an adventure! And in this case, "a bunch" constituted Xander, Marie, Nadia, Bel and a kittycat, Al, Kaylee, Seras, Chloe, and Stark. So anyway, they found a room full of bouncy music and tunnels and stuff. Weird. Did you guys find more weird water? Someone get me a slideful!
...I bet a ball pit would be cooler. We'd just need to have music there, too.
In the third floor common room, my roomie built a card house, kinda. Hermione joined him and Tyler chatted about the weekend. Then Uptight Girl talked about art and painting her dog's toenails. Whatever. And Zero - who I still haven't met, what the hell? - talked to Peter about how she thought she was him this weekend.
And meanwhile, on the roof, Sakurazaki was emo and Jude tried to cheer her up. Dude, I'm telling you. Colorful balls make everything better not dirty.
Speaking of emo, Tim got a letter returned to him. Sucks to be you, dude. Pippi gave Walter a necklace, and Demyx joined the ranks of the embarrassed. Come to the ball pit, Demyx!
I'd Like to Buy the World a Town
Lana opened the bookstore, and town hall was open too. Sister Rosette came out of the closet, and I don't mean in a, 'Hey, Mom and Dad, you know my quote-and-quote roommate I've lived with for years and with whom I often disappear into dark corners....?' way, and she was at church.
And Sakurazaki, whose name I just learned to pronounce, stopped by some other unpronouncable place that started with an H. Anyway, Tim came back, and River and Sakurazaki said hi. Dude, that's so where the ball pit is going. The middle of the park.
In Caritas, Jarod met Sister Rosette, Sam the girl fought with Jarod about Jack, Phoebe spilled her woes, and Rosette met Clark.
And in the clinic this morning, Dr. Cox enjoyed fishies, and in evening, Janet dealt with the aftermath of the weekend.
Aaaaand finally, Coach Creepy Guy made a phone call, and he doesn't get to play in the ball pit. He'd probably be creepy. 'Cause he's Creepy Guy.
And that's it from me, people! Have a nice evening, plan for the ball pit, and if you have any candy, remember to keep it away from Parker and Jack! Niiiiiiight!"
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