Fandom Radio, August 6

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Lacey: Hi, everybody, and happy Thursday!

Katchoo: You're still doing the *feedback*-eating grin thing like some demented infomercial saleswoman. Well, demented, anyway . . .

Lacey: You know, your optimism is one of the things I like best about you.

Katchoo: Oh, *feedback* your reverse psychology crap.

Lacey: Yeah, you know, you're right. It's wasted on you, anyway. So let's just get on with it.

CLASSES

Lacey: In Fashion, it was time for students to take their outfits out onto the catwalk.

Katchoo: Start singing that song this time and I will have my revenge on you.

Lacey: Aw, is someone all cranky 'cause she got a spandex wedgie while everyone was getting dressed? Edna was available for the students to talk to, as you do if you're a teacher. Rimmer taught the Surviving Deep Space class about . . . uh . . . Pleasure GELFs that students got to meet. That can't possibly be less dirty than it sounds.

Katchoo: Not according to the lecture. That's kinda frikkin' creepy. Or we could be wrong and it is actually less dirty than it sounds.

Lacey: I'm not taking that bet. Valentine explained that she missed class last week because she was a cat.

Katchoo: And the thing is, that excuse actually works around here. If I coulda gotten away with that back in Houston . . . eh, whatever. Basic Sword Skills went over single versus double blade styles, and Max watched them listening to him lecture. They could talk to Max, and either spar against people with the same number of blades as them, or a different number.

Lacey: I have the strangest mental image of a Gillette disposable dueling a Schick in the salle now.

Katchoo: I hate you for making me almost want to paint that.

Lacey: Happy to help. Tactics had a mock battle between the Federation and the Klingons, and I'm sure a rousing battle was had by all. Bones the TA was there, and hitting Jim over the head with a foam sword whether or not he had the right to do it. Doesn't that debate usually come before the fighting? Driver's Ed got to play with bumper cars today, but not before a lecture, because that's necessary if you're going to crash into each other safely. Dinah crashed into Arthur, Penelope got Alex Karev from behind --

*squirrelly giggling*

Lacey: Oh, really, do you have to be like that about it? Leda sang at Tara and went after Jack Burton, but none of these notes have anything about accidents, so the lecture must've worked. Dinah thanked Ziva for taking care of her last week when she fell asleep during the whole . . . anyway. Claudia was in the library, as she is on Thursdays, reading Us Magazine. The office staff was prepping for a beach vacation today. That sounds like a good idea. You know, maybe I'll do that.

Katchoo: Make sure it's a one way trip. Fred Dukes's diet plan options weren't making him too happy in his office hours, and neither was the script Sophie was reading in hers. Anakin, on the other hand, had a mechanical gadget thing to fiddle with when he wasn't giving muffins to Rachel at her usual lesson or filling Jaina in on what she missed last week.

Lacey: Sounds like fun.

DORMS

Katchoo: Barrel of laughs, probably. Just like dorm life. Claire was making Italian food in the sixth floor kitchen. She didn't strike me as the cooking type, somehow.

Lacey: Do you even know her?

Katchoo: Do you?

Lacey: Can you just stick to the facts?

Katchoo: All right, all right, geez. People are always cooking around here. Hurley wanted to know if it was a dinner party, which, no. She was just cooking for the hell of it. He wanted to know if Elle Bishop is one of the teachers, which she isn't; she just stole her face. Or has the same one. Whatever. Claire told Elle she was gonna eat all the food. Elle didn't think she had the capacity for it. Leda was trying to make sure Elle wasn't Veronica. Maybe she was. Who knows?

Lacey: Stop instilling paranoia in people, will you? Maron apologized for being late, but put up signs advertising the food and discussed the pros and cons of things being quiet with Hurley. Ellie offered to help with the cooking and ended up discussing the awesomeness of cheese with Claire. Firm, semi-soft --

Katchoo: Or freakishly runny . . .

Lacey: Hey. There is nothing wrong with a good Brie. Well, it doesn't say anyway. Ellie met Hurley, too, and Leda wanted to know if Claire's been in the ball pit yet.

Katchoo: Which is . . . not a figure of speech, actually. I think. I missed a gremlin bite in the fourth floor common room. Rose was singing and thought she was some kind of princess. Snow White. Now I'm imagining Edward in drag. Robin who isn't the one Lacey probably has a shrine to in her apartment wanted to know if Rose needed help. Rose thought Kyle was a dwarf, so probably, yeah. She scared him with her singing, too. Adora hit it off real well with "Snow White," which doesn't surprise me, and Bobby thought she was actually someone different. Did he miss the gremlin bite part of the newbie lecture? Probably. Him and Kyle thought she went insane. Alex the girl just kinda rolled with it, which is probably the least brainbreaky thing you can do in these situations, and told Kyle he's not that tiny even though Rose thinks that's his dwarf name. 'cept Rose was cleaning in one of Morgana's dresses, and Morgana wasn't too happy about it. Kyle tried to make her feel better about it, but no such luck, looks like.

Lacey: Well. Points for trying, anyway. Worf just boggled at her. Bobby was in the second floor common room later, watching Go-Between Guy DVDs for the third night in a row. Which Jean commented on, and asked if he had homework to do. In the summer. Jean met Sookie and told her how Bobby needs to have someone keeping an eye on him, and Sookie told Bobby she was disappointed he didn't have food tonight, which means she must've been there last night, which means Bobby's worries about people not being able to find him since he keeps switching floors every night are unfounded. Jennifer was surprised he was watching it again, and he told her the show was cancelled unfairly.

Katchoo: 'cause the television industry's so fair or something. Gabrielle, who still looks nothing like me, thanks, blathered something at Bobby about Hercules being on TV, and told Sookie how she doesn't get TV at home because they got fire from the gods instead of lightning. There's something seriously wrong with that kid, I'm telling you. Layla fixed the lack of food by ordering in Thai. Man, I could go for a good pad woon sen right now. It's been forever. Angela's still a red panda. Hannibal was teasing her this morning. Good thing she's nice and not something with sharp claws. Merlin was staring at a bag of stuff in his room until Francine came by, and it turns out to be a bag of . . . of . . . YOU GUYS DON'T KNOW WHAT THOSE ARE? It's almost disgustingly cute. Almost.

Lacey: I think I'm leaving my question unasked.

TOWN

Lacey: Mellow was the mood of the day at Groovy Tunes for Peyton, and Millie got to take a break from dealing with Book Haven shipments when Irulan came in to buy a book. Helen was hay-ey from hanging with the horses at the . . . Gig doesn't start with an H, so that kind of derailed my fun. H-Gig? No, that doesn't work. Darn. Mitchell was hanging out at the Perk in the morning, Wellspring Arms was being looked after by Algren, who can multitask by writing while he works except while he was talking to Mayor Summers about how the job's working out so far.

Katchoo: He could've been writing and talking at the same time. Kinda doubt it though. Tyler showed up to creep the hell out of Lindsay at Stark Industries. Must've been fun. Dinah was dealing with orders at Covent Garden Flowers. Which is now for sale. Or maybe was, because Miss Vida Boheme showed up in town today and got directions to get there from Joan and Liir, who were out for a date. On a broom. Irulan, maybe unsurprisingly, liked Vida's hat.

Lacey: Tara had her kitten with her at the Magic Box, where Tim stopped in on some kind of mission. My cranky cohost here was at Strokes of Genius as usual, where she was listening to music while she painted and --

Katchoo: got the crap annoyed out of me by Arthur and Dinah. At least Dinah bought stuff, 'stead of playing clueless art critic. Maron had music going at Turtle and Canary; Claire came in to buy pasta, and Zack came by with cookies to talk to Maron about how they're dealing after last week. It was Hope's day off, but she came in to visit anyway. Things were quiet for Reese at the Trooper Station, until Gibbs came in to offer her coffee. Oh. Heh. Lacey, this one's yours.

Lacey: Why?

Katchoo: 'cause.

Lacey: Well, all right. Oh, it's about my diner! At Luke's, Priestly was . . . making . . . tinfoil hats. Oh. Irulan wanted one with her breakfast -- hey, do you think maybe there's a market for those things? Because I bet I know someone who'd buy them. Jennifer was at Cabot and Associates doing filing, Jon O'Neill was listening to Journey at Guilty as Charged --

Katchoo: This is where, if I hated myself a little more than I hate you right now, I'd bust out into that damn song and make you get it stuck in your head forever.

Lacey: You don't have to. It's already there. *hums* Murdock was broody at Freelance Police HQ. Aww. At the Arms Hotel, Hoshi spent her time in the kitchen cooking. Is that as therapeutic for you as it is for me? In other news, there is a booze stash at Pixie Dust, and Elena found it.

*five second clip of Handel's "Hallelujah Chorus"*

Katchoo: Oooooooookay then. Eve was preoccupied at the York Gallery, where Charlotte was a little spazzy, which didn't scare Eve or Sophie off. I think. Castiel was at the church, giving a sermon about free will -- on a Thursday? Who gives sermons on Thursdays? Arthur was there, praying and making faces with Francine. It's the second part that makes the first one better if you ask me. Chuck, the little *feedback*, talked to Castiel afterward about not having free will as an angel. Brennan wasn't so sure he is an angel, and freakishly tall Sam had issues with the sermon. Busy day in town today. 'least the clinic was quiet for Simon.

Lacey: And we haven't even mentioned Caritas, where Ben Reilly was balancing shot glasses on his fingers with Tino. That's a game I hadn't heard of.

Katchoo: Because you live under a rock. Alex Karev was smoking and getting drunk, two of my favorite pastimes, and Edward skipped the smoking part but kept the booze. Dani Reese, after staring at a bulletin board in her apartment this morning, was in the park tonight wearing sunglasses -- LACEY, YOU EVEN OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND I'M GONNA HURT YOU.

Lacey: "So I can, so I can see . . ."

Katchoo: *FEEDBACKY FEEDBACK OF FEEDBACKINESS*

Lacey: You have no sense of spontaneous musical fun. Kyle Reese was in the park, too, discussing the possibility of being related to her somehow. Dani was still around the park later when Oz showed up. Was she still wearing her sunglasses?

Katchoo: DON'T YOU EVEN FRIKKIN' START AGAIN.

Lacey: But it's catchy!

Katchoo: OH, I'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO CATCH, ALL RIGHT, IF YOU --

*click*

*opening notes of "Sunglasses at Night," getting louder and louder as they lead into --

I WEAR MY SUNGLASSES AT N --

Katchoo: *FEEDBACK* SQUIRRELS. *FEEDBACK* LACEY. THAT'S IT. I'M GONNA --

*crash*

*thud*

*click*