Fandom Radio, March 13

[rustyboywonder.livejournal.com]

Deadpool: "Welcome back true believers! Deadpool here with my non-nun, non-roommate co-host. You all may remember him as that creepy guy around town."

Venture: "I am not creepy. I'm just too old for my libido. There's a difference."

( Now with 98% less vulgarity )

[ooc: And to those who read the earlier version and were offended, my apologies. Since Venture and Deadpool's radio normally seems most well received when they go over the top with their sexual banter, it always seems like we need to up the ante. Obviously, I went too far last night. My humblest of apologies again.]

Fandom Radio, Wednesday, March 14

[fates_jaye]

Happy Pi(e) Day, Fandom. I was going to find a way to spring load 3.14 pies onto 3.14 random doors in the dorms, but I kind of didn't really care that much and besides, my bed was more interesting. Not dirty.

Instead I am totally naked except for strategically-placed pie.

No, not really.


Edumacation

Forensics learned about identifying remains by blowing up Miley. ET Civ watched a movie, so they lucked out. Engineering went over electrical engineering, but Bridge and Willow were busy passing notes. Tsk, tsk. English Pony and Tannim stayed after class, but I don't think it was to tell on Willow and Bridge.

Hunting learned about the undead, not that we have anything like that in Fandom. Or at least, not anymore. That I know of. John Connor was more about the paper airplanes than the work. Spy Tech demonstrated something called the "Facemaker", which I'm afraid in Fandom might be literal. Anyway, they worked on masks, and reported back on stuff from last week. US History talked about World War 2, and Willow asked Professor Noblet about his dog's names. You know, I feel like I'm always missing something not being in that class. And Creative Writing wrote poetry. Wanna hear mine?

*clears throat* Ahem.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I really suck at poetry.

The office was open, and a bunch of people had office hours. Hey, that was very nearly a decent segue. Professor Noblet, Sakura, Professor Roslin, Deadpool and Aly all did so, Isabel opened the library, and the cafeteria was quiet. I'm sure everyone's gastrointestinal systems are better off for it.

In club news, the cheerleaders had practice, with River and Rikku doing some dancy/fighty things, which whatever that means, it still puts Kung Fu Fighting in my head. There was stretching and tossing and that sounds dirty if your brain is in the right place for it.


Living Conditions

Mac and Cally had some hair dyeing fun in the girls' bathroom, though I'm not sure why I said 'fun' since pouring chemicals on my head isn't my idea of a fun Saturday night. Sak hung out on the roof, Blair came back, and he and Jude talked about girls, which might have had something to do with River telling him how she hooked up with Jack. Jack, oh my god, you have reached your S.O. limit. Because I totally have a say in that. Shh. Cute Sam and Dawn talked about training with his daddy, and Liz went to talk trauma with John Connor.

Layla celebrated National Pi(e) Day with pies in the fifth floor common room. For which I consider her awesome. Layla and Molly talked about getting the boys in cute athletic uniforms, but I fear it would mean seeing Peter Griffin in either short basketball shorts or tight football pants and I think I need to stop talking now. Zero took an entire pie off Layla's hands, for she is kind like that, and while Dick was confused about pie and pi, Irulan totally got it.

You know what we were missing? Ice cream to go with it.

And... hm. Okay, that's all my dorms notes, but I'm not done talking, so. A new gremlin family moved in today. They're the Smiths and they moved here from a magical land called Wisconsin because the daddy gremlin got a new job. And this is totally ritzy for gremlinland. I mean, why do you think they all want to live here? So anyway, the parents have their own things going on and you know the mom is going to go off and have an affair with another gremlin's gremlin or something, but the real focus is on the kids, who are twins named, um, Bethie and Brody. He's all misunderstood and she's a bitch, and they have all these new gremlin friends now, because while we have like eighty million of them, they're friends with the popular gremlins now for some reason, and she's dating some James Dean type gremlin who doesn't really have any of his own- do gremlins have hair? Well, he's lost what the gremlin equivalent of hair is. Anyway, I'm bored of talking now and I don't know how Willow does it, so basically they're all trouble and yadda yadda what's in store for these two gremlin teens? Tune in next week, or whenever else I have a slow news day.

Shut up, I have not been watching Grosse Pointe reruns. Okay, maybe I have. I don't have a lot of hobbies, people.


Out and About

Annette started working at the post office, and Dick braved the insanity that tends to plague postal service workers to come visit her. Lana opened the bookstore, Lucy and Schrodinger not Shroeder, wtf, brain opened up the Devil's Nest, John Connor got a pie and a kiss at church, and okay, I never thought I would say that sentence out loud, or even to myself really. Teddy ate chocolate and did homework at work, and I bet you can guess which of those two activities I can approve of.

At Turtle and Canary, Wilson picked up gardening thingie for the gardening thing later, and Rikku got something for a BOOOOOOOOOOY. No, seriously, extra O's are all squirrelled in here. Pippi stopped by Cafe Fina, and Annette and Leo went looking for ghosts in the park, mistaking Dick for one. ....For once I can't even try to make a joke about his name. You've stumped me this time, Casablancas!

Billy asked Chad where to find nature sounds at Empire Records. I say either open a window or release crickets into your room. Billy was also at the clinic during Wilson's shift. No idea if it had anything to do with nature sounds. And at Caritas, Jarod- Hi, Jarod!- surfed the net amid talking to Annette about cats, Chad about slow businesses, and Barbossa about missing rum. I didn't take it, I swear.


And that's it for me tonight. I'll see you next week, when I've watched more than enough TV to pass the time.


[THAT is what writer's block does to me. *hides under bed*]