Fandom Radio, Monday, May 29, 2006

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Hi, hi, hi, guys, this is Greg on behalf of ALL the Stickbugs - who, as we all know, are the best cabin. But tonight, I'm in a really good mood, so everyone gets to be shown in a good light. Even Meerkats, who are forces of evil who, I've heard, really like cheesecake. You know. In that way. Except Isabel, eeeeee.

Workshoppiness!

We started off the day with Clockwork, where students designed what their clocks will look like.

Meanwhile, in Baking, poor Willow found out she's not getting graded. Uh...that's sad, yeah.

In Arts and Crafts, people got lei'd, which, again, sounds really dirty. What is it about this workshop with random dirtiness? At least students did manage to be kinda not lewd-sounding inasmuch as they also did some scrapbooking.

And Image spent the day at the spa, which either sounds really relaxing or really useless, or both, but don't think I'm unmanly for it. Nothing too feminine about having really good hair, people. Just reminding you.

In the Dining Hall, Nadia and Walter made plans to go to the beach - hmm - and Tampa also had lunch.

Over in the library, Tyler met Hermione, Meerkat girls did EVIL, EVIL RESEARCH, and Elizabeth met Tyler.

Cabinness!

Dean called his dad, and Jaye called her friend.

Also, it's John's birthday. Happy birthday, fellow Stickbug dude! May all your birthdays be stickbuggy and may your girlfriend not kill me!

So, Buffy was taking pictures, and Dawn talked about boys. And then Jaye explained random email to Buffy. Elsewhere, Parker and Jack talked, and Parker talked to Elizabeth.

James got trapped in one of those dirty German sex toys that I read about last week. Poor James. Here's hoping no one, uh, uses him.

And in other news, it seems Jack's headed off-island for a few. He got Cedric to watch his plant, and said bye to Isabel. Hi, Isabel! Hi!

At the Koala campfire, there was a discussion of cheer and clothes.

...

KEEP THE SKIRTS, YES?

Um. Sorry. Minor moment of panic there. Buffy and Veronica talked about boys and tolerance, and then Veronica and Bel talked about how they like their coffee. Personally, I like my coffee like I like my women: with a spoon in them really strong, and really good at keeping me pleasantly alert.

Lana and Bel discussed workshops, Buffy and Lana talked cheerleading - YAY CHEERLEADERS YAY - and Veronica and Lana talked about the pranking. Oh, is there a prankwar afoot? I wouldn't know, being the upstanding citizen I am, and all.

Rory got a phone call from Angela, Parker had a date with Jarod at the docks - hmm - and Sa...that one girl and Jude talked while she was hanging out in a tree. Hmm. Then she chatted with Ranma in a language that isn't English or Spanish or Norwegian, so I don't have any idea what they said.

Jack headed out, and Molly demanded entertainment of Cam. And Willow wrote something on her computer, though I have no idea what. I totally just decided she's writing a story about twig-like insects that totally own a bunch of prairie dog-like creatures. It would be the best story ever.

So, apparently, there's a lot of kissing in with the Seawhores, and no one told me. Braidyman and Jaye did shots, and then with Dean, there was a discussion of his "weapon." Oh, and according to this, he has two, or possibly just one and it's blue.

I really hope I'm misreading these.

Sam the girl wandered in, and impressed Dean with her mad cooking skillz. And there was excitement over her baked goods. Dirty?

Dean learned about same-sex kissing, and talked to Alec about it. Alec then went over his options with Jaye, who talked to Cedric.

Rory talked about kissing with Jaye, and then proceeded to try to steal booze from he whose "weapon" I know more about than I ever wanted to.

Apparently, this was Buffy's first kissing event - THESE ARE EVENTS? - just in time to see Rory get her mack on with Jaye, and Alec kissing both Cedric and Dean.

Man, you people are kind of slutty. No offense, because I'm at least in favor of the girls.

Meanwhile, in the gym, Bel sparred with English Peter, Bel and Tyler talked about pranking - how immature of both of you. So disappointed, guys - Peter offered to teach Tyler to use a sword, and Alanna and Walter beat up on the punching bag.

Over at the Snake campfire, Tim met Joxer and Parker and Kaylee. And freaking everyone was flirty and dirty.

And over at the Squirrel campfire, Nadia, Pippi and Walter hung out.

Towniness

First of all, in the clinic we had Granny cooking and Trevor reading.

Anyways, Wonka's is going to keep new hours, Tim opened Luke's, and Lana opened the bookstore. Town Hall was open, and the troopers got a delivery from Wonka's. Jamie spent a day at the theater, Macbeth was...swept away...and that one place was open. I can't pronounce it. Make up your own names.

Also, Willow stopped in at Weasley's, and nothing seemed to happen in Caritas. How sad. Maybe everyone was off in an orgy or something.

And on that note, I'm all out of news, guys. Happy kissing or whatever, and remember that Stickbugs rule, as does girlkissing. Night!"

Fandom Radio, May 30

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

Hello and good evening to you, Fandom! This is Lieutenant Archie Kennedy, and I did not get lost in the woods today. I didn't do much of anything else, actually, but at least I did not get lost in the woods. I consider this an accomplishment.

Schooling of the Outdoorsy Type

No one died in Archery today, and considering how much talking was going on, that is an auspicious start even though the arrows were only the suction-cup variety. Even more miraculously, I can report that no one died even though Molly, Parker, and Buffy actually asked Miho questions.

Campfire Stories and Songs met, and stories about wandering adventurers like the one Professor Ted told are -- well, you can't go wrong with those. It was Walter's turn to tell a story, today, and he chose to relate a tale of a ghost in wartime. And then everyone sang a hymn to the lithe and lovely Principal Washburn.

Yes, I tend to call her that quite frequently. I like the alliteration.

In First Aid, there were introductions again. And why not? They learned something called the Heimlich maneuver. What are you all, bloody tank commanders now? Rescue breathing, which I assume is not as dirty as it sounds, was practiced once the students paired off.

Well. Given you lot? It could well be dirtier than it sounds. I wonder if that has anything to do with what Original Alliterative Peter and Seras talked to Doctor Reid about after class?

The writing workshop wrote obituaries. How . . . cheerful. Cameron and Marie seemed a bit uneasy about choosing someone to . . . obituate? Obituarize? Write about. Alanna had her qualms as well.

In Documentary and Filmmaking, students extolled the wonder and glory of the different types of documentaries, mulled over topics for their projects, and signed up for said topics. In the not-as-dirty-as-it-sounds-I-hope Scoobying class, students played the game of Two Truths and a Lie, which was a classic even in my time, I'll have you know. We didn't get t-shirts for it, though. Mostly because t-shirts didn't exactly exist at the time. It should also be noted that Willow most assuredly did not crash the workshop.

Roughing It (But Not Really) In the Crew Berths

Peter Griffin was singing in a towel in the Snake cabin, while in Pangolin Z Delgado got a birthday cheesecake. Congratulations? At the Seahorse campfire, Buffy enlisted Alec's help with finding a new cell phone even though she'd had no trouble calling her mother on her phone this morning, and a hung over Jaye talked to Alec about last night.

Aeryn was in the gym, where she was joined by a disgruntled Anakin, and by Molly, who was interested in learning some moves.

Smurfy? Possibly. Pip and Pippi were exploring a large hole. That could definitely be smurfy.

Bridge and Parker talked at the Pangolin campfire about the radio -- what about it? -- and workshops, and truths and lies. Tim went exploring the preserve with Ranma, and later gotlost in the woods? My God, I completely sympathize. Has he come back out yet?

Jack came back, though! And he visited Cedric.

Everyone was writing today. Well, almost everyone. Tyler wrote in his journal, Xander wrote email and received some, which means someone else was writing some too, Nadia and Walter were being secretive about a letter, D'anna sent an email to Krycek, and Cally and Willow were both writing . . . something. Meanwhile, Nadia was roving about taking pictures, and after Sakurazaki got some letters, she and Ranma talked in Japanese. There was also screaming, apparently.

Speaking of screaming, a hung over Anakin, who was working on Alec's motorcycle and talking to Tyler about it, seems to have had a fight with Parker. Oh, dear. He also had a talk with Cameron about Molly. That does not, however, appear to have been a fight.

In the Wardroom and Sickbay

In the mess hall, Nadia and Pippi made plans for an art project, and Tim had lunch.

Doctor Pevensie talked to Buffy at the clinic, with promises of lollipops. Doctor Troy was reading Maxim on his shift. I'm . . . intrigued by this "Maxim" title. Where can I get a hold of one of these?

On Shore Leave, Which Is Still a Longer Walk Today

My Clockwork classmate John Connor opened Sparky Repairs today, Wonka's was open, All and Sundies was abounding with turnips, and Jamie -- just one of him, as my notes are careful to inform me, opened Empire Records. Things were a bit busier at Aereopagitica, where Tim came in fretting about the woods -- and with good reason, as it turned out -- and Alfred was looking for a book. As one does at bookstores. Unbelievable, isn't it? Dean and Dawn paid Mister Giles a visit as well, before being "aww-inspiring," as my notes say, at Luke's.

Charlie Kawalsky and Sam Carter were talking at the duck pond, while Willow, Doctor Pevensie, and Peter-my-fellow-countryman went hiking today. To all appearances they did not get lost. Fortuitous, isn't it?

Cafe Fina was quiet, as was Caritas, although not quite as quiet since I was there. Of course I was. It's Tuesday, after all.

And that, dear denizens of Fandom, is all the news we have on our fair island tonight. I do believe I hear my bed calling my name. Not literally, thank God, although around here that's always possible. If that actually happens, I'll be sleeping on the ground outside. At any rate, this is Archie Kennedy striking colors and signing off, wishing you all a fair wind and clear skies, and a very good, non-hung-over night indeed.