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fandom_radio2013-05-24 09:11 am
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Fandom Radio [Friday, May 24, 2013]
Good morning, Fandom! Rilla Blythe here on this second week of summer classes. And since Victoria Day has passed, I suppose it really is summer now, though it still seems a bit cool to go swimming to me.
In classes, Miss Pie and Mr. Hale led their arts and crafts workshop though an exercise in finger painting and tie dying. Why would you dye a tie? Aren't they already sold in different colours? Mr. Oz's class watched an instructional videoby Wil Wheaton about the dangers of poor impulse control. Miss West's wonderful class about personal style met and we all got to describe our own style before we got to make collages with some of our favorite materials. Mr. Lyman's customer service class helped assist people at a library. And speaking of library, Mr. Sabahnur had to give the books a stern lecture about trying to teach him bad habits about...being an outlaw? That can't be right.
Miss Electroclash was in her office and Miss Thorne stopped by to enquire about Miss Electroclash's hobbies. She doesn't really strike me as someone who crochets...maybe she likes to garden? Miss Thorne also stopped by Dean Skywalker's office hours to request that their class on not dying not include mud next week. These notes say something about cow lips, though...
COW LIPS?!
I know he's an authority figure, but there is something not quite right about the Dean. Mrs. Skywalker and the children paid a call as well, and hopefully she talked him out of cow lips.
In the dormitory, Mr. Mancha's efforts to read all of his comics in his room was interrupted when Miss T'Sori paid a call, and Mr. Rand returned Miss Fel's puppy to her after complaining that it made a poor hunter of flying, fire-breathing peppers.
You let a puppy chase those?!
He also caught her up on how the 'phones went a little insane last week. Miss Thorne also stopped in to catch up about classes and how she didn't trust it when the island was quiet. Islands are supposed to be quiet. They're land masses.
In town, Miss Traynor was manning--womaning?--the Portalocity shop, which Mademoiselle Thenardier found interesting enough to stare at for a while, Miss [Kenzi's last name] offered zombie-based drink specials at Caritas, and Miss Summers was suspicious when the DJ at the club with the blasphemous name was playing normal music. She also served Mr. Dean Winchester whiskey with a tiny plastic sword that he promised not to poke into his eye. Well, good. Eye patches are only suitable for pirates. Miss Traynor also stopped in to introduce herself to Miss Summers and confide that she liked a club that didn't smell of zombies much better.
Our standards here are appalling sometimes, aren't they? Well, that's all the notes I have today! Enjoy your weekend, everyone!
[OOC: Massive apologies to the squirrels for absolute brain spacing on putting up a link drop post...]
In classes, Miss Pie and Mr. Hale led their arts and crafts workshop though an exercise in finger painting and tie dying. Why would you dye a tie? Aren't they already sold in different colours? Mr. Oz's class watched an instructional video
Miss Electroclash was in her office and Miss Thorne stopped by to enquire about Miss Electroclash's hobbies. She doesn't really strike me as someone who crochets...maybe she likes to garden? Miss Thorne also stopped by Dean Skywalker's office hours to request that their class on not dying not include mud next week. These notes say something about cow lips, though...
COW LIPS?!
I know he's an authority figure, but there is something not quite right about the Dean. Mrs. Skywalker and the children paid a call as well, and hopefully she talked him out of cow lips.
In the dormitory, Mr. Mancha's efforts to read all of his comics in his room was interrupted when Miss T'Sori paid a call, and Mr. Rand returned Miss Fel's puppy to her after complaining that it made a poor hunter of flying, fire-breathing peppers.
You let a puppy chase those?!
He also caught her up on how the 'phones went a little insane last week. Miss Thorne also stopped in to catch up about classes and how she didn't trust it when the island was quiet. Islands are supposed to be quiet. They're land masses.
In town, Miss Traynor was manning--womaning?--the Portalocity shop, which Mademoiselle Thenardier found interesting enough to stare at for a while, Miss [Kenzi's last name] offered zombie-based drink specials at Caritas, and Miss Summers was suspicious when the DJ at the club with the blasphemous name was playing normal music. She also served Mr. Dean Winchester whiskey with a tiny plastic sword that he promised not to poke into his eye. Well, good. Eye patches are only suitable for pirates. Miss Traynor also stopped in to introduce herself to Miss Summers and confide that she liked a club that didn't smell of zombies much better.
Our standards here are appalling sometimes, aren't they? Well, that's all the notes I have today! Enjoy your weekend, everyone!
[OOC: Massive apologies to the squirrels for absolute brain spacing on putting up a link drop post...]