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fandom_radio2012-10-21 08:54 pm
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Fandom Radio, Monday, October 22
Well, it's that time again. The one where I tell you all what happened yesterday. Why? I don't know. You were all too self-absorbed to find out for yourselves. Or too young, apparently. Why? I don't know. There's no scientific basis for this. I've just decided you all did this purely to annoy me, so fine. You were kids.
Well, not Jim. Not that being his normal age stopped him from sitting in the common room and eating cereal for breakfast, so it's not surprising that tiny Olive decided to come pester him and learn a very important lesson about sharing. Was the lesson to never, ever share unless you absolutely have to, and then figure out how to worm your way out of it as soon as possible? Because if not, you learned it wrong.
I'm not making that up. There's extensive statistical data showing a correlation between learning to share and the downfall of society.
Oh, God. Town was overrun with children yesterday. I've never been more relieved that I don't have to go outside.
The Arms Hotel staff must've been thrilled to have so many grubby-faced, juvenile guests, like Karla and Warren the crybaby. Those were her words, not mine, but since the squirrels say she wanted to know why he couldn't fly with his wings, now I want to know too. You there, with the mangy-looking tail. Put that tiny rum bottle down and get the scoop on that. And then there was little Dinah, jumping on a hotel couch, talking to Momoko about things to eat that aren't french fries in ice cream and ordering Jaime to find a movie with explosions or kittens. I know a few movies that have both in case you're interested. I'm not going to tell you what they are, though. Ha ha. Besides being the designated adult and movie-finder, Jaime had to deal with Momoko demanding more ice cream for her fries and Priestly wanting to know if he could draw. Maybe that had something to do with Priestly's attempts at hair art, thwarted by the lack of anything blue. Oh, wait. That's why Dinah gave him her toothpaste. Momoko had to comment on how his hair was soapy, but according to Priestly that's why it was spiky.
. . .
Children's logic isn't actually all that different from adult logic, now that I think about it.
I mean, really. As inadvisable as it might seem for little Derek to have a slumber party in the big, creepy house, adults don't think there's anything wrong with it. Mike didn't. Actually, he was aiding and abetting the whole thing by feeding the little rugrats and discussing sleepover games with Derek. And Stiles, even if he was protesting that it was a terrible idea, showed up with Disney movies on his laptop and conferred with Mike on how, exactly, to keep tiny Derek from starving or sticking his finger into an electrical socket or something. You were saying, Stiles? Pinkie Pie the tiny, sad, antisocial pony got a bag of chips from Derek and questions from Jan, who ended up at the house because he was lost and Derek invited him in, about whether she was real. That led to talking about bears. I'm sure that's logical.
On Alpha Centauri.
Clint asked to come into the house like a good little boy, and apparently the price of admission was getting into a discussion with Derek about pizza choices.
Because that wasn't enough food, there was brunch in town. Momoko told Jan to have extra fun at the carnival this year, since she remembered him from last year. We can infer that he was able to continue this conversation, and the ones I covered already, because of the gremlin that bit him and let him speak English.
. . .
Someone get me that gremlin. For science.
Victor was the lucky person who got roped into teaching Momoko how to play on the swings, and Jaime was the lucky one who got dragged along on this little adventure.
Elsewhere, Sparkle was playing dressup at Demon Marcus and Jaina was experimenting with milkshakes at the Devil's Nest. Well, of course she was making a mess. Science can be very messy. Wellspring Arms, on the other hand, was childproofed thanks to Coulson, and that's nice. We can guarantee that at least one business on this island wasn't in danger of being busted for child labor yesterday.
On a more optimistic note --
Actually, you know what? I think I'll just leave you with that one. Have a nice day.
Well, not Jim. Not that being his normal age stopped him from sitting in the common room and eating cereal for breakfast, so it's not surprising that tiny Olive decided to come pester him and learn a very important lesson about sharing. Was the lesson to never, ever share unless you absolutely have to, and then figure out how to worm your way out of it as soon as possible? Because if not, you learned it wrong.
I'm not making that up. There's extensive statistical data showing a correlation between learning to share and the downfall of society.
Oh, God. Town was overrun with children yesterday. I've never been more relieved that I don't have to go outside.
The Arms Hotel staff must've been thrilled to have so many grubby-faced, juvenile guests, like Karla and Warren the crybaby. Those were her words, not mine, but since the squirrels say she wanted to know why he couldn't fly with his wings, now I want to know too. You there, with the mangy-looking tail. Put that tiny rum bottle down and get the scoop on that. And then there was little Dinah, jumping on a hotel couch, talking to Momoko about things to eat that aren't french fries in ice cream and ordering Jaime to find a movie with explosions or kittens. I know a few movies that have both in case you're interested. I'm not going to tell you what they are, though. Ha ha. Besides being the designated adult and movie-finder, Jaime had to deal with Momoko demanding more ice cream for her fries and Priestly wanting to know if he could draw. Maybe that had something to do with Priestly's attempts at hair art, thwarted by the lack of anything blue. Oh, wait. That's why Dinah gave him her toothpaste. Momoko had to comment on how his hair was soapy, but according to Priestly that's why it was spiky.
. . .
Children's logic isn't actually all that different from adult logic, now that I think about it.
I mean, really. As inadvisable as it might seem for little Derek to have a slumber party in the big, creepy house, adults don't think there's anything wrong with it. Mike didn't. Actually, he was aiding and abetting the whole thing by feeding the little rugrats and discussing sleepover games with Derek. And Stiles, even if he was protesting that it was a terrible idea, showed up with Disney movies on his laptop and conferred with Mike on how, exactly, to keep tiny Derek from starving or sticking his finger into an electrical socket or something. You were saying, Stiles? Pinkie Pie the tiny, sad, antisocial pony got a bag of chips from Derek and questions from Jan, who ended up at the house because he was lost and Derek invited him in, about whether she was real. That led to talking about bears. I'm sure that's logical.
On Alpha Centauri.
Clint asked to come into the house like a good little boy, and apparently the price of admission was getting into a discussion with Derek about pizza choices.
Because that wasn't enough food, there was brunch in town. Momoko told Jan to have extra fun at the carnival this year, since she remembered him from last year. We can infer that he was able to continue this conversation, and the ones I covered already, because of the gremlin that bit him and let him speak English.
. . .
Someone get me that gremlin. For science.
Victor was the lucky person who got roped into teaching Momoko how to play on the swings, and Jaime was the lucky one who got dragged along on this little adventure.
Elsewhere, Sparkle was playing dressup at Demon Marcus and Jaina was experimenting with milkshakes at the Devil's Nest. Well, of course she was making a mess. Science can be very messy. Wellspring Arms, on the other hand, was childproofed thanks to Coulson, and that's nice. We can guarantee that at least one business on this island wasn't in danger of being busted for child labor yesterday.
On a more optimistic note --
Actually, you know what? I think I'll just leave you with that one. Have a nice day.