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Fandom Radio :: Wednesday, August 29.
Good evening, Fandomites! It's Wexler Wednesday yet again here on WTFH Radio. I'm sadly without many notes or a super-awesome side-kick tonight, but hopefully, you'll still be as entertained as always. Things die down a bit during the break but, lordy, we all know the squirrels are going to explode next week with the explosion of new students filling in our no longer exploded new school.
First! The Market Report! Up again (hooray!) with the Dow Jones at a 1.90 increase and the NASDAQ pulling its weight at 2.50! Awesome!
And now? The news!
SCHOOL
We didn't have school today. So if you wanted school news, you're S.O.L. The squirrels who usually do the school report, though, did send this lovely postcard from the Bahamas. That explains why things are so quiet around here. Perdo must be among them, as I wasn't outright attacked when I walked into the studio today.
DORMS
Since there was no school and Bart works today, I was in the Second Floor Common Room, eating cereal and watching cartoons. I know. Thrilling. And then in comes my boyfriend, who looked like something the cat, or in his case dog, dragged in because his dog is evil. She's not just depriving him of clothes now, but also sleep, and then me and Jeff talked about things that none of you people need to know about anyway so I'm just leaving it there. Ha.
The cheerleaders met in the gym this Wednesday, like most Wednesdays, and were all, "Woo! Go Wednesday!" All cheering, no chatting. Very serious, those cheerleaders. River showed everyone her moves, Chad tossed Claire (although probably not out of a room, right, CHAD?!), and Molly caught up with what she'd missed and also caught up with Miss Aly.
Marie is getting ready to take off. Alas! Marie! I hardly knew ye! Seriously, we didn't hardly ever talk except a few times maybe for the sorority, but I hope you have a good time where ever you're doing! Summer and Willow and Bridge and Bel all stopped in to wish her good bye, give hugs, and generally be a list of people whose names are also other things. I know, the last one's a stretch because he's missing an Land a Bantha, but, close enough.
Annette got a phone call from home and Dick *snerk* is there and they talk about how Annette has to leave for the weekend and apparently Dick will teach Sparkles how to play catch? This squirrel was really, really excited about it. My opinion?
Dick teaches Sparkles to play catch using a squirrel. Instead of a ball. Mwa ha ha.
(And I wonder why some of these squirrels hate me).
Anemone wrote home, and Robin stopped in for an impromptu performance and they discussed how we didn't get enough time to torture the squatty little stupidhead that I refuse to talk about because it just makes me want to hurt things. my employee Bart also visited Anemone, and poked at her Gulliver thing, until Gulliver exploded and Anemone was all, "Bart, how could--" And then Bart already had it cleaned up, because he's quick like that.
Actually, Gulliver didn't really blow up, but he could have, which just comes to show you that you shouldn't poke pets. Unless they're evil like Nana. Someone explode that dog soon, seriously.
My boyfriend is being kept out of his room again by his evil dog, and I just can't help but wonder why I'm not hearing anything about Peter having these difficulties. But Peter does have a sword. Maybe that's the difference.
Isabel is killing some time with Sodoku until the NOT aforementioned Peter stops in and they talk about classes, which can wait another week, really, if they want to, I won't mind, and whether or not Isabel's date with Wyatt was really a date. See. This sort of uncertainty is why we make contracts. Summer is making emails. John of the Sheppard Variety makes phone calls, to Jaina specifically. They talk about the lack of classes and Dick's robot.
I feel icky just saying that.
And, in a very special episode of Fifth Floor Common Room today, Naminé discovers Bitterwoman. Tune in for this touching tale of inspiration as she explores episodes with Lucas, discusses the depths of quality with Molly, and learns the true meaning of lobsters with Marco.
Here we would play sappy music with little uplifting tones, but we don't have it, and I'm not singing. Here. Enjoy chittering squirrels.
*chittering squirrels*
Beautiful. *sniff*
TOWN
Now that I'm not all f'clempted, we can get to the town. Mister Keyworth had a OMG WTF BBQ today, and I trust that he purchased everything for his grilling needs from Turtle & Canary, or else, man oh man, I feel sad for his guests. Part of being an excellent host is serving excellent food and the way toward true excellence is -- *WHOOSH*
Yeah, you like that mad ducking action, don't you, Squirrel? Anyway, Miss Millie stopped in with dessert from J,GOB, which is acceptable, as they specialize in that sort of crap. Mary stopped in to, bringing fancy food. Which is different from Fancy Feast. I think. Depends. Does Mister Keyworth have a cat?
I don't know if Tori has a cat, but I wouldn't be surprised. Everyone seems to have one these days. It's what all the cool kids are having. Anyway, she's being fit and stuff by jogging on the beach and Mister Leo, by contrast, is a lazy hippie. Who still owes me brownies.
And, in the preserve, dirty things are happening with Seely and Aravis. But, you know, it is the woods, and it's hot out, so hiking is bound to get dirty, you know? All that dirt and leaves and stuff.
FANDOM MARKET REPORT TIME! Whoo! The newest potential hot spot for dating, Wonder of the World Miniature Golf is open today, looking for employment (and, might I add, that we have a few open spots at Turtle & Can-- *THUNK* -ary). Neil and Andrew stop in to buy some tickets and so does Billy. I...have to wonder how that works, because I'd imagine one needs depth perception to play mini-golf, but maybe Billy's, like, adapted? I don't know. All I know is that that one time I wore the eyepatch for pirate radio, I ran into a wall when I thought I was walking through a door, so who knows. Anyway, Andrew and Neil get around to playing; no word on who won, but the young men talk of going west. And Billy actually ended up riding go-karts but that, again, requires depth perception.
Katara is working at the Post Office. The Post Office is boring. Andrew is working at the Magic Box, which is not as boring as the Post Office, as Dawn stops in looking for Twilight. Actually, no. That was just a bad joke. She was looking for Mister Giles. Fish. Don't know why I just said fish there, but I did. Who knows? Mary is working at the Arms Hotel today, hopefully putting the evil Gunther in his rightful place, which is not the stew! Mister Keyworth is TOO LOUD for Mary. Mary likes it quiet. Shhhh. She's hunting wabbits.
And then Mister Gabriel was at the church, being all, "Look at me! I don't pay taxes!"
Over at Fast Eddie's, Rodney and John of the Sheppard Variety play some pool. The same thing that happens every week happened again this week over at the Photo Hut: Johnny's working, Savannah comes in, is all, Hi, coffee, smootch kissy mwah! Gag me with a pitchfork. There's also something about Ronan in here, but I can't tell what because it's drowning in the "OH GEEZ GET A ROOM." A.J. is being less kissy but just as poor-employee-ish over a Luke's Diner. Mister Gabriel gets a burger and a soda but no laughs! If there are laughs, he'll lay the beat-down. Annette and her Dick are there for a daaaa~ate, but A.J. apparently didn't notice them..
D'Argo of the Awesomest Name Ever is working the bar at Caritas tonight, and Mister Skywalker wants whiskey. Stark talked to Mister D'Argo about how he's supposed to be heading out, and Mary wants a club soda. Aren't you so glad us radio people are here so you can find out such fascinating things about people like what they drink at the bar? I know I am.
Doctor Wilson gets visted by Mister Aziraphale during the day shift, who shouldn't be able to walk or something, it says, and Bel also stops in because Doctor Wilson gave him a call, who may or may not be hitting up college. But why go to college, Bel, when you could be fighting crime in a future time, protecting Empire City from Big Boss and his gang of crooks? You know you want to. Kabuto probably wants to, too, since things are quiet over at the Devil's Nest.
Seriously. That's all there is. I barely worked up a radio high from that. I'm shaking my head at you all, but, of course, you can't see it. Of course, by this time next week, I'll probably be checking myself into a clinic because no one will shut up, and then my head will explode. No one wants that. Jeff says I have a nice head.
Good night, Fandom! And have a prosperous day.
First! The Market Report! Up again (hooray!) with the Dow Jones at a 1.90 increase and the NASDAQ pulling its weight at 2.50! Awesome!
And now? The news!
SCHOOL
We didn't have school today. So if you wanted school news, you're S.O.L. The squirrels who usually do the school report, though, did send this lovely postcard from the Bahamas. That explains why things are so quiet around here. Perdo must be among them, as I wasn't outright attacked when I walked into the studio today.
DORMS
Since there was no school and Bart works today, I was in the Second Floor Common Room, eating cereal and watching cartoons. I know. Thrilling. And then in comes my boyfriend, who looked like something the cat, or in his case dog, dragged in because his dog is evil. She's not just depriving him of clothes now, but also sleep, and then me and Jeff talked about things that none of you people need to know about anyway so I'm just leaving it there. Ha.
The cheerleaders met in the gym this Wednesday, like most Wednesdays, and were all, "Woo! Go Wednesday!" All cheering, no chatting. Very serious, those cheerleaders. River showed everyone her moves, Chad tossed Claire (although probably not out of a room, right, CHAD?!), and Molly caught up with what she'd missed and also caught up with Miss Aly.
Marie is getting ready to take off. Alas! Marie! I hardly knew ye! Seriously, we didn't hardly ever talk except a few times maybe for the sorority, but I hope you have a good time where ever you're doing! Summer and Willow and Bridge and Bel all stopped in to wish her good bye, give hugs, and generally be a list of people whose names are also other things. I know, the last one's a stretch because he's missing an L
Annette got a phone call from home and Dick *snerk* is there and they talk about how Annette has to leave for the weekend and apparently Dick will teach Sparkles how to play catch? This squirrel was really, really excited about it. My opinion?
Dick teaches Sparkles to play catch using a squirrel. Instead of a ball. Mwa ha ha.
(And I wonder why some of these squirrels hate me).
Anemone wrote home, and Robin stopped in for an impromptu performance and they discussed how we didn't get enough time to torture the squatty little stupidhead that I refuse to talk about because it just makes me want to hurt things. my employee Bart also visited Anemone, and poked at her Gulliver thing, until Gulliver exploded and Anemone was all, "Bart, how could--" And then Bart already had it cleaned up, because he's quick like that.
Actually, Gulliver didn't really blow up, but he could have, which just comes to show you that you shouldn't poke pets. Unless they're evil like Nana. Someone explode that dog soon, seriously.
My boyfriend is being kept out of his room again by his evil dog, and I just can't help but wonder why I'm not hearing anything about Peter having these difficulties. But Peter does have a sword. Maybe that's the difference.
Isabel is killing some time with Sodoku until the NOT aforementioned Peter stops in and they talk about classes, which can wait another week, really, if they want to, I won't mind, and whether or not Isabel's date with Wyatt was really a date. See. This sort of uncertainty is why we make contracts. Summer is making emails. John of the Sheppard Variety makes phone calls, to Jaina specifically. They talk about the lack of classes and Dick's robot.
I feel icky just saying that.
And, in a very special episode of Fifth Floor Common Room today, Naminé discovers Bitterwoman. Tune in for this touching tale of inspiration as she explores episodes with Lucas, discusses the depths of quality with Molly, and learns the true meaning of lobsters with Marco.
Here we would play sappy music with little uplifting tones, but we don't have it, and I'm not singing. Here. Enjoy chittering squirrels.
*chittering squirrels*
Beautiful. *sniff*
TOWN
Now that I'm not all f'clempted, we can get to the town. Mister Keyworth had a OMG WTF BBQ today, and I trust that he purchased everything for his grilling needs from Turtle & Canary, or else, man oh man, I feel sad for his guests. Part of being an excellent host is serving excellent food and the way toward true excellence is -- *WHOOSH*
Yeah, you like that mad ducking action, don't you, Squirrel? Anyway, Miss Millie stopped in with dessert from J,GOB, which is acceptable, as they specialize in that sort of crap. Mary stopped in to, bringing fancy food. Which is different from Fancy Feast. I think. Depends. Does Mister Keyworth have a cat?
I don't know if Tori has a cat, but I wouldn't be surprised. Everyone seems to have one these days. It's what all the cool kids are having. Anyway, she's being fit and stuff by jogging on the beach and Mister Leo, by contrast, is a lazy hippie. Who still owes me brownies.
And, in the preserve, dirty things are happening with Seely and Aravis. But, you know, it is the woods, and it's hot out, so hiking is bound to get dirty, you know? All that dirt and leaves and stuff.
FANDOM MARKET REPORT TIME! Whoo! The newest potential hot spot for dating, Wonder of the World Miniature Golf is open today, looking for employment (and, might I add, that we have a few open spots at Turtle & Can-- *THUNK* -ary). Neil and Andrew stop in to buy some tickets and so does Billy. I...have to wonder how that works, because I'd imagine one needs depth perception to play mini-golf, but maybe Billy's, like, adapted? I don't know. All I know is that that one time I wore the eyepatch for pirate radio, I ran into a wall when I thought I was walking through a door, so who knows. Anyway, Andrew and Neil get around to playing; no word on who won, but the young men talk of going west. And Billy actually ended up riding go-karts but that, again, requires depth perception.
Katara is working at the Post Office. The Post Office is boring. Andrew is working at the Magic Box, which is not as boring as the Post Office, as Dawn stops in looking for Twilight. Actually, no. That was just a bad joke. She was looking for Mister Giles. Fish. Don't know why I just said fish there, but I did. Who knows? Mary is working at the Arms Hotel today, hopefully putting the evil Gunther in his rightful place, which is not the stew! Mister Keyworth is TOO LOUD for Mary. Mary likes it quiet. Shhhh. She's hunting wabbits.
And then Mister Gabriel was at the church, being all, "Look at me! I don't pay taxes!"
Over at Fast Eddie's, Rodney and John of the Sheppard Variety play some pool. The same thing that happens every week happened again this week over at the Photo Hut: Johnny's working, Savannah comes in, is all, Hi, coffee, smootch kissy mwah! Gag me with a pitchfork. There's also something about Ronan in here, but I can't tell what because it's drowning in the "OH GEEZ GET A ROOM." A.J. is being less kissy but just as poor-employee-ish over a Luke's Diner. Mister Gabriel gets a burger and a soda but no laughs! If there are laughs, he'll lay the beat-down. Annette and her Dick are there for a daaaa~ate, but A.J. apparently didn't notice them..
D'Argo of the Awesomest Name Ever is working the bar at Caritas tonight, and Mister Skywalker wants whiskey. Stark talked to Mister D'Argo about how he's supposed to be heading out, and Mary wants a club soda. Aren't you so glad us radio people are here so you can find out such fascinating things about people like what they drink at the bar? I know I am.
Doctor Wilson gets visted by Mister Aziraphale during the day shift, who shouldn't be able to walk or something, it says, and Bel also stops in because Doctor Wilson gave him a call, who may or may not be hitting up college. But why go to college, Bel, when you could be fighting crime in a future time, protecting Empire City from Big Boss and his gang of crooks? You know you want to. Kabuto probably wants to, too, since things are quiet over at the Devil's Nest.
Seriously. That's all there is. I barely worked up a radio high from that. I'm shaking my head at you all, but, of course, you can't see it. Of course, by this time next week, I'll probably be checking myself into a clinic because no one will shut up, and then my head will explode. No one wants that. Jeff says I have a nice head.
Good night, Fandom! And have a prosperous day.