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Guys guys guys.

Did you know that Mark Strong is going to play Sinestro in the upcoming Green Lantern movie? Because Mark Strong is going to play Sinestro in the Green Lantern movie, which is EXTREMELY EXCITING. I hate to be all DC biased and everything but MARK STRONG GREEN LANTERN MOVIE EEEEEE.

I refuse to admit that the prospect of Ryan Reynolds wearing essentially body paint has anything at all to do with it.

Oh, and when I brought up the Green Lantern movie, my brother informed me that a lot of his classmates were puzzled that the Green Lantern in the movie wasn't a black guy. That makes me a bit happy. Though I will be a touch disappointed if John Stewart isn't in this movie, at least tangentially.

Two other brief points: 

1. Rango is a rather charming Spaghetti Western pastiche with really good voice work, a fantastic Ennio Morricone-style score,  and some beautiful animation, and I quite recommend it, particularly if you're a fan of Westerns.

Although it's pretty sad that I'm able to pick out Bill Nighy's voice, while he's using a different accent, solely by the way he pronounces his vowels. I need to get out more.

2. The first Transformers movie is on ABC right now. My mother has insisted we keep it on because she likes it, because she likes the CGI and she finds Frenzy cute.

I'm not even sure what to do with this.

1. One of our local indie theaters is showing the entirety of Matthew Barney's Cremaster Cycle, a five-movie...something-or-other that is supposedly about change and differentiation and the parallels between fetal development and human potentiality. Or something.  I've been curious about it ever since the last movie in the cycle came out a couple of years; even when I don't understand it (and I usually don't) I find the images involved, and the seeming gulf between the images presented and what the artist is trying to say, fascinating, not to mention I just like to mull over the images and symbols themselves. I don't know why, but I've never been able to dismiss the more opaque modes of art.

Adding more urgency to my decision on weather or not to go see the films is the fact that they're only showing for about a week and they're not available on DVD unless you're willing to pony up half a million dollars for the super-special art-critics-only box set. And I'm not. So this is probably the only chance I'd get to witness this weirdness for myself and pass my own judgment on it. On the other hand, that's five movies in one day - I think the cycle goes from 1:00 p.m. to 7 or 8 p.m. Granted, it's shown in parts - Part 1, then Parts 2 and 3 together, then Parts 4 and 5. Technically, I could see 1, 2, and 3 one day and then 4 and 5 the next. But that's still almost forty dollars that, in truth, I probably shouldn't be spending on movies that I'd be dropping on this thing. More if I get popcorn, but these aren't really movies you can eat popcorn to.

Dammit Barney, just put them on DVD , it's not going to compromise your artistic integrity that much to let us plebes see it.

2. Speaking of movies, over the weekend my uncle took me to see It's Kind of a Funny Story, which I enjoyed - I'm ashamed to admit it did hit just a bit close to home, but I also thought it was pretty good about finding the humor in its situations without actually making fun of the patients' problems. It was more about seeing the humor in a sometimes sad situation instead of "ha ha look at the freaks, isn't it so strange that people act like that?", if that makes any sense.

( Cut for rambling about depression and stuff. )


3. M, J, and I went strolling in Downtown today, since the downtown area near where I'm catsitting is actually very interesting and vibrant and has a bunch of galleries and niche shops for every conceivable interest. And we spent a lot of time just walking and talking and being ridiculous, which is what I like to do when I'm with M and J. And on the way there, before they arrived, I found a tiny little comic book shop. It was literally one room, which I do believe was smaller than even my smallest college dorm. I think it might have been a tiny bit bigger than the campus singles, though it was jammed tight full of books and the bookshelves that contained them, so that probably made it look a lot smaller than it was.

But anyway, I tried mightily to resist buying All The Comics, but I did walk out with two: Deadpool The Heroic Age (an issue of a story arc wherein Deadpool tries (with very little success) to be a good guy) and G.I. Joe vs. The Transformers Black Horizon Vol. 1, which I thought was a reboot since it was a whole new story; seeing as I had no idea where the actual G.I. Joe Vs. Transformers line began and I was vaguely aware there were two different crossover continuities, that seemed like a good place to start.

Except it turns out that it actually was part of a continuing story, not a reboot, and thus I had little idea what was going on or what people were talking about for most of the time. I've never been more grateful for an introdump. 

Also ( Spoilers! )


4. So I went back home over the weekend in order to do laundry and things before I went back for my second week of catsitting, and one evening my family and I sat around watching CSI: Miami, as we do sometimes.

I have spoken, before, on how the series just gets more and more over-the-top the longer it goes on, which is one of the reasons I don't watch it that much anymore. However, at one point, a very familiar siren sound went off and I, only half paying attention, declared "Oh no! They're entering Silent Hill!"

My brother, equally casually, declared "I'd watch that show."

And then I got an idea.

( Cut because it's another huge crossover AU dealie. )

...wow, that was bizarre even by my own standards. D:

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Why can I not even write an LJ entry unless it's 3 in the morning. THIS IS IRRITATING. Also the Ficlet Project Ficlet has broken 1000 words. I think I might have missed the point a tiny bit.

Roommate and I were sitting around this evening, around eleven-thirty, doing our respective homework with the TV on in the background, when a commercial for some sort of butter-substitute comes on. Said commercial depicts butter being spread on toast.

Me (looking up at the TV): ...I really want some toast right now.
Roomie: Hmm.
Me: Where am I going to get toast at this hour, though? I think even the Union's closed.
Roomie: Yeah, it would be.
Me: ...they might have it at IHOP.
Roomie (sitting bolt upright): Can we go to IHOP?
Me: We should!
Roomie: We should go to IHOP right now.
Me: Awesome. *fetches car keys*

Considering that this is sort of what college students are supposed to do, I haven't done nearly enough of it, but going to get pancakes at 11:30 for no real reason besides really, really wanting pancakes? So much fun. If it would not imperil my work schedule I would do it all the time.

Also pancakes. Mmmmm. I never did end up getting any toast, but pancakes are an acceptable substitute.

I feel like now that I'm (hopefully) graduating, I have to hurry up and do all the things that I should have done during my four years at college but inexplicably didn't - go to parties, go on long walks, go to the library, have movie nights, go to the little theater near campus that has leather seats and a little table for your concessions and has wine and beer among those concessions, that kind of thing. So I guess there is still a little fear/sadness there, in that I'm leaving this wonderful little town behind and I might not be able to go back, and that wherever I end up won't be as homelike. Even when I got here for the first time, it still felt homelike, so I don't even really have a point of reference for getting used to a new environment.

I must take lots of pictures of my campus. Lots and lots. But for now: graduation. I can do this. I will own this.

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Bit of a linkspam:

1. I spent my study break today reading Singin' In The Rain Don/Kathy/Cosmo fic, which clearly is an amazing and wonderful thing in and of itself, but as a bonus is really wonderfully written and thoughtful and shows the three of them really building that trusting OT3 relationship rather than including it as just an isolated incident. (Warning: Adult-rated and quite long)

It makes me want to write my own OT3 fic - after I've graduated, of course. For as much as I adore OT3s I don't write them very often, because it generally takes me a very long time to set up a viable three-person relationship and if I just go for straight PWP then the mechanics are hard to work out (plus I still feel the need for pages and pages of setup to detail how the three characters involved agree to a threesome), but there are so many OT3s that I'd love to write and that generally hardly have any fic. Project!

(Seriously, I keep having to remind myself that I have schoolwork up to my armpits and thus now is not a good time for that epic-length Ben/Polly/Dodo post-series fic or that Optimus/Sentinel/Elita Academy-era fic or whatever. Two more weeks, guys.)

2. Tim Gunn of Project Runway critiques superhero costumes. Yes, really. Also there's apparently an illustration out there of him and the Iron Man suit.

Though despite my big guilty love for Project Runway in general and Tim Gunn in particular I do have to call him out for criticizing Black Canary's fishnets (or, indeed, wide fishnets in general). For shame, sir! It doesn't help that the nerd he's talking to doesn't seem at all familiar with Black Canary and parrots an old, inaccurate, and irritating argument regarding the sexualization of women in comics but I've promised I'd let up on the Serious Business for a while so I could get my life sorted out, so not going there. I respect your judgment, good sir, but on this point you are wrong.

3. So despite having a Dreamwidth account, and despite repeated Very Good Reasons why I should start actually using it, I really haven't done anything with it, mostly out of laziness rather than out of any active desire to remain exclusive to LiveJournal. What can I say, inertia is powerful.

shes_awesome, however, might be the catalyst I need to finally make the move, because it's a whole community devoted to celebrating awesome female characters via fic, art, meta, or general squee. And much as I adore halfamoon  (and I do, a lot) it's lovely to have a place to do that all the time. And also Jo Grant/Liz Shaw/Polly Wright/Barbara Wright/Vicki Pallister/Sarah Jane Smith/the Old Who ladies in general/Sari Sumdac/Temperance Brennan/Abby Sciuto/Camille Saroyan/Angela Montenegro/everyone need some lovin' in there and who'll rattle off long lists of their awesomeness if not me. I was planning on picspamming Sari for halfamoon  anyway.

So, friends with a Dreamwidth account, you might want to give that a look-see. Also, thoughts on crossposting to DW, whether I should move there, benefits of crossposting vs not crossposting, etc? I solicit your thoughts.

4. Someone on ThatGuyWithTheGlasses is doing a Let's Play of Quest 64, an old and obscure Nintendo 64 RPG that I inexplicably loved when I was wee dspite it, by any objective measure, not being at all a good game. While the Let's Player does commit a few obnoxious sins (chief among them not paying attention to the in-game tutorials on combat, not reading the game documentation, and then complaining that the game failed to hold his hand with regards to how to use the magic system - look, it's not the game's fault you can't be arsed to read the directions, if I could figure this out when I was ten years old surely you're smart enough to make a few connections, and I'm sorry but that's the one thing LPers do that just drives me crazy) it's at least a nice, nostalgic look back.

I realize that this news item is of trivial interest to anyone but me, but whatever, I'm putting it up here anyway.

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Aaand I was supposed to finish working on my short story tonight. Looks like that's not happening. Ugh, it takes me so very long even to update LJ or comment or reply to comments or do anything at all. Tomorrow! I will finish that short story tomorrow. And also e-mail my teachers back, I need to do that too.

Good night, flist. Or good morning, I suppose.

THE TV GODS HAVE SMILED ON ME ONCE AGAIN.

( Somewhat Predictable Reaction Post to That SJA Casting News )


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Oh, and J, R, and I went to Comic Book Shop again today, and we came home with what is possibly the awesomest comic I've ever seen: Time Lincoln.

In which time-traveling Abraham Lincoln fights Evil Time-Traveling Psychic Super-Stalin. With the help of Albert Einstein, Benjamin Franklin, George Washington Carver, and Issac Newton.

Yes, really.

Yes, it's mostly for the "lol, historical figures as superheroes" fun-times, coming across rather like a comic-book Ultimate Showdown Of Ultimate Destiny, but it's pretty well-drawn for what it is. Also, time-traveling Abraham Lincoln. I do not believe this can be emphasized enough.

Why did I not start reading comics earlier? They are full of such crack and I'm not even into the actual long-running series yet.

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Also, given that I am finally managing to catch up a bit on schoolwork, someone please take me aside and remind me that it would, in fact, not be a good idea for me to write Optimus/Sentinel/Elita humanized College!AU. I just think they'd make adorable college buddies, is all, what with Sentinel and Elita dragging Optimus away from studying to go take road trips with them or accompany them to parties. And for some reason I really like the idea of them watching football together.

It would be a similarly bad idea to write threesome fic for them with Elita being bossy to her boys but I don't admit to even starting that, you can't prove anything. *shifty eyes*

I have new fic ideas almost every day and I have neither time, patience, nor capability to write even a fraction of them. So frustrating.

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Furthermore, I am also tasking you with preventing me from getting a Twitter. Despite my long resistance I'm beginning to contemplate it, and that frightens me.