Nov. 1st, 2009

calliopes_pen: (mysticmirth witch across moon)
I just had a weird idea, that I thought I would pass along to those that write Merlin fanfic. Arthur and Merlin accidentally get sent by a sorcerer to the present day—on Halloween night. Just imagine them trying to attack the monsters, and being horrified that children would pretend to be demons.

BBC America will air Waters of Mars on December 19th.

Last night, we actually got a few trick-or-treaters—the last few years we didn’t get any, but this time we had 7. Most of which weren’t wearing costumes--one little one was wearing her pajamas from what I could tell. For all I know it could have been something to do with a cartoon, but it looked like her pajamas.

One kid was dressed as a pirate. A little later, I looked out the door and saw a golf cart (with a horrible muffler or something, since the thing was loud) driving down the street. The kid that got out was dressed as Rainbow Brite. Rather than say trick-or-treat, she said “Happy Halloween!” And when I gave her the candy, she curtsied and said “Thank you!”

Every few seconds, I kept seeing flashes of light—turned out the parents were taking pictures, most of which were blocked by our van. After she got back in the golf cart, the flashing started again. It was completely dark, so I doubt the pictures will turn out for them.

Shortly before the trick-or-treaters came, Toby escaped. He hadn’t been interested in escaping since the cat had died, so I assume that after a suitable period of mourning, he wanted to check things out. He reappeared inside his fence just when I was about to give up on finding him.

The Trunk-or-Treat thing at my church got 500 trick-or-treaters. So I guess that's where they all go.

And lastly, a meme—taken from about half my friends list.

Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

My Doctor Who fanfics are all at Teaspoon, over here. Any other fanfic can be found through the “fanfic I’ve written” tag.
calliopes_pen: (mysticmirth witch across moon)
I just had a weird idea, that I thought I would pass along to those that write Merlin fanfic. Arthur and Merlin accidentally get sent by a sorcerer to the present day—on Halloween night. Just imagine them trying to attack the monsters, and being horrified that children would pretend to be demons.

BBC America will air Waters of Mars on December 19th.

Last night, we actually got a few trick-or-treaters—the last few years we didn’t get any, but this time we had 7. Most of which weren’t wearing costumes--one little one was wearing her pajamas from what I could tell. For all I know it could have been something to do with a cartoon, but it looked like her pajamas.

One kid was dressed as a pirate. A little later, I looked out the door and saw a golf cart (with a horrible muffler or something, since the thing was loud) driving down the street. The kid that got out was dressed as Rainbow Brite. Rather than say trick-or-treat, she said “Happy Halloween!” And when I gave her the candy, she curtsied and said “Thank you!”

Every few seconds, I kept seeing flashes of light—turned out the parents were taking pictures, most of which were blocked by our van. After she got back in the golf cart, the flashing started again. It was completely dark, so I doubt the pictures will turn out for them.

Shortly before the trick-or-treaters came, Toby escaped. He hadn’t been interested in escaping since the cat had died, so I assume that after a suitable period of mourning, he wanted to check things out. He reappeared inside his fence just when I was about to give up on finding him.

The Trunk-or-Treat thing at my church got 500 trick-or-treaters. So I guess that's where they all go.

And lastly, a meme—taken from about half my friends list.

Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

My Doctor Who fanfics are all at Teaspoon, over here. Any other fanfic can be found through the “fanfic I’ve written” tag.
calliopes_pen: (00mina time lord skill investigating)
For anyone interested, Dad found two pictures where the cat and Toby were having what looked to be a conversation through the fence. Unfortunately, we couldn’t find one where they were touching noses, or he was licking her when they thought nobody was watching.

We also think we’ve figured out why he was so obsessed with her, and had a nervous breakdown with any other cat that stood near me. It’s because she was the first animal he saw as a very small puppy, once he was out of the pound, going by what Rhonda has said. He may have imprinted on her.

This first one is from 2004. This is from 2006—he’s rolling onto his back for her, while she sniffs him. And going back through the LJ Scrapbook, I see I have a better picture of just her here.
calliopes_pen: (00mina time lord skill investigating)
For anyone interested, Dad found two pictures where the cat and Toby were having what looked to be a conversation through the fence. Unfortunately, we couldn’t find one where they were touching noses, or he was licking her when they thought nobody was watching.

We also think we’ve figured out why he was so obsessed with her, and had a nervous breakdown with any other cat that stood near me. It’s because she was the first animal he saw as a very small puppy, once he was out of the pound, going by what Rhonda has said. He may have imprinted on her.

This first one is from 2004. This is from 2006—he’s rolling onto his back for her, while she sniffs him. And going back through the LJ Scrapbook, I see I have a better picture of just her here.

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