Okay, so my crackdoms have officially collided in a multi-fandom pile up on Interstate 70. This is the first part of a three parter starring in a very particular order: Stephen Fry, David Soul, Paul Michael Glaser, Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki. I'm certain other players may show up in the festivities. So Jeeves meets Starsky and Hutch meet ( Read more... )

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I love that Prince song. The Joffrey Ballet did a whole Prince performance called Billboards a few years ago. The dance to this song was one of the most amazing things I saw on stage EVER.

That being said, snow in April as a reality, especially after a 65 and sunny day yesterday? Not so amazing. Except it hasn't stopped snowing today and Hutch ( Read more... )

 . . . and I'm grading papers, which are not that bad, and which show at least a nugget of things I taught them this semester ( Read more... )

okay, so I feel it's my duty to alert my FList to some kick-ass music (yes, I am from the 70s - that's my people's phrase - kick ass ( Read more... )

We've been having just the BEST weekend . . .

( Easter Musings and pics . . . )

So, in honor of Laura's anniversary, as well as the spread of Is-ism accross the fandom, I took time out of my crack about StephenJensenJaredDaveyPaulie for Sheila, to scribble this bit which was DYING TO BE WRITTEN.  Absolutely DYING.

This stuff writes itself. Really. It does.

It's crack. It's RPS (well if Davey has anything to do with it). It's in ( Read more... )

okay so I'm not even in the continental US, but I am in the continental continent and I cannot be the only one who is scared like Dean Vs. the Hellhounds of MRS. PALIN.  Seriously, I could have an entire class dedicated to her form of rhetoric and double speak and folksy innacuracies and word-arounds. And I am almost NEVER political, but I also ( Read more... )

Hope everyone has a safe and Starsky-esque holiday - you know, lots of carol singing, lots of odd sweater wearing, lots of cajoling the big blond elf into some semblance of Christmas cheer  . . .  who at first lectures on the crass commercialism of the season, and then unveils the IPhone that Starsky has always wanted forever and ever . . . oh wait ( Read more... )

they're cutting down trees, they're putting up reindeer, singing songs of joy  and peace . . . oh I wish I had a river, I could skate away on . . . No wonder Hutch loves Joni Mitchell so much. It's right up his alley. Angst galore, as Starsky would say. Here'a  a picture out our window this morning - St. Lawrence river, coffee, housecleaning, music ( Read more... )