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.seven things! Oh man. It's cold, grey, I have cramps, I'm still tired, still unable to write (anything), I do not want to go to this colloquium tomorrow, I hate that there will be a foot of snow on my car to brush off, and I just want to stay home and wish I had SciFi so I can watch John be pretty and angsty.
That's almost seven things about me, but probably not a remotely interesting seven. Like any of the following are interesting, but maybe speaking relatively, and anyway,chebonne asked.
1.) I seriously love music in almost all its forms. Even though I can't play or sing to save my life (though I play a very mean air guitar, thank you), I can't imagine my life without it.
2.) Studying languages is also one of the coolest things I think I can find to do with my time. Daniels and Bright's The World's Writing Systems is one of the things I read for fun, and using language in stories always makes me happy. It is my geek button.
3.) When I'm totally failing at comprehending my work, I read popular science texts. Right now I'm wading through Roger Penrose's Road To Reality, which is mystifying, but I think I love the ideas behind everything he writes about more than the equations or logic that demonstrate them, which baffle me a little :>
4.) Although I've struggled against it all my life, I've finally had to admit that I share my dad's neat freak gene. This past year, I've found myself to be kind of hostile and uncompromising when it comes to cleaning. (This also has to do with dust, which aggravates my sinus issues [see below].)
5.) I can predict the weather with my head.
6.) My friends dragged me to senior prom, and the only dance I danced was with a guy who'd just been accepted to the Naval Academy. I think about him every now and then, because it's 11 years down the road, and I hope he's doing okay.
7.) I used to ride horses. This is pertinent for the item following.
.Outcast! I have to share this, because... I mean, well, how can I not?
HOW IS HE SO PERFECT? I CANNOT COPE.*
Now you can perhaps better understand point #7. It is, I think, impossible for me to overstate my absolute love/lust/adoration for this, because not only is John a pretty princess, he has his own horse, just like he begged his parents for years and years to let him have. Also, there is the fact that I rode for about 12 years before having to give it up as too expensive and impractical, so I have been a horse girl all my life, and hot guy + horse = asplodey!aitch. It also causes me to have inappropriate thoughts about John's thighs and twelve-year-old-boy thoughts about riding that pony.
I think my dream is, once I can write again, to write an AU in which John competes in three-day eventing and of course sucks at the dressage because he thinks it's boring. But his placing in major competitions is being hurt and SGA Pegasus (owned by a corporation) is about to get a new rider. Enter.... you guessed it.... Rodney McKay, very famous dressage coach who thinks people who fling themselves and their horses up and down hills are dangerous psychotics.
* Also: what the world needs at this point is someone with a John Sheppard action figure, access to a princess dress, and a model horse to combine these three things, take a picture, and post it. PRETTY PRINCESS JOHN AND HIS FAITHFUL STEED THIS MUST EXIST.
.next meme! Ask me for a fannish opinion, in any fandom I've ever shown any interest in. Ask about a character, a plot point, for speculation. Ask me about some meta issue, whatever. I'm [mostly] fearless.
.songs! a song that weirdly reminds me of John and Rodney, if only for the line "Can't nobody love me like you love me," which is very true of them, I think. Also, I think Rodney would appreciate the dexterity required for the pedal guitar: Robert Randolph & The Family Band's Nobodysoul, and while we're at it, John Mayer's Gravity, which is kind of John-like, even though Mayer is but a wee young thing.
.links! YAY. My day got much better when I was finally able to readsheafrotherdon's always perfect Iowa AU, in the form of its brand-new installment The Ballad of the Lincoln Cafe, and then there is siriaeve's latest installment to Nantucket, Size M, 100% cotton, which is about soft, over-washed, slightly shrunken t-shirts and the boys who wear them.
sga_art! It's a new comm. for (SGA-only, subject to change) large art pieces (wallpaper, vids, traditional art... anything except icons), which have never really had one central home, but have been scattered across noticeboards and multiple-use communities. My presence on the mod list is strictly decorative... summertea has been the organizing force behind it. So, yis, go check it out!.seven things! Oh man. It's cold, grey, I have cramps, I'm still tired, still unable to write (anything), I do not want to go to this colloquium tomorrow, I hate that there will be a foot of snow on my car to brush off, and I just want to stay home and wish I had SciFi so I can watch John be pretty and angsty.
That's almost seven things about me, but probably not a remotely interesting seven. Like any of the following are interesting, but maybe speaking relatively, and anyway,
chebonne asked.1.) I seriously love music in almost all its forms. Even though I can't play or sing to save my life (though I play a very mean air guitar, thank you), I can't imagine my life without it.
2.) Studying languages is also one of the coolest things I think I can find to do with my time. Daniels and Bright's The World's Writing Systems is one of the things I read for fun, and using language in stories always makes me happy. It is my geek button.
3.) When I'm totally failing at comprehending my work, I read popular science texts. Right now I'm wading through Roger Penrose's Road To Reality, which is mystifying, but I think I love the ideas behind everything he writes about more than the equations or logic that demonstrate them, which baffle me a little :>
4.) Although I've struggled against it all my life, I've finally had to admit that I share my dad's neat freak gene. This past year, I've found myself to be kind of hostile and uncompromising when it comes to cleaning. (This also has to do with dust, which aggravates my sinus issues [see below].)
5.) I can predict the weather with my head.
6.) My friends dragged me to senior prom, and the only dance I danced was with a guy who'd just been accepted to the Naval Academy. I think about him every now and then, because it's 11 years down the road, and I hope he's doing okay.
7.) I used to ride horses. This is pertinent for the item following.
.Outcast! I have to share this, because... I mean, well, how can I not?
HOW IS HE SO PERFECT? I CANNOT COPE.*
Now you can perhaps better understand point #7. It is, I think, impossible for me to overstate my absolute love/lust/adoration for this, because not only is John a pretty princess, he has his own horse, just like he begged his parents for years and years to let him have. Also, there is the fact that I rode for about 12 years before having to give it up as too expensive and impractical, so I have been a horse girl all my life, and hot guy + horse = asplodey!aitch. It also causes me to have inappropriate thoughts about John's thighs and twelve-year-old-boy thoughts about riding that pony.
I think my dream is, once I can write again, to write an AU in which John competes in three-day eventing and of course sucks at the dressage because he thinks it's boring. But his placing in major competitions is being hurt and SGA Pegasus (owned by a corporation) is about to get a new rider. Enter.... you guessed it.... Rodney McKay, very famous dressage coach who thinks people who fling themselves and their horses up and down hills are dangerous psychotics.
* Also: what the world needs at this point is someone with a John Sheppard action figure, access to a princess dress, and a model horse to combine these three things, take a picture, and post it. PRETTY PRINCESS JOHN AND HIS FAITHFUL STEED THIS MUST EXIST.
.next meme! Ask me for a fannish opinion, in any fandom I've ever shown any interest in. Ask about a character, a plot point, for speculation. Ask me about some meta issue, whatever. I'm [mostly] fearless.
.songs! a song that weirdly reminds me of John and Rodney, if only for the line "Can't nobody love me like you love me," which is very true of them, I think. Also, I think Rodney would appreciate the dexterity required for the pedal guitar: Robert Randolph & The Family Band's Nobodysoul, and while we're at it, John Mayer's Gravity, which is kind of John-like, even though Mayer is but a wee young thing.
.links! YAY. My day got much better when I was finally able to read
sheafrotherdon's always perfect Iowa AU, in the form of its brand-new installment The Ballad of the Lincoln Cafe, and then there is siriaeve's latest installment to Nantucket, Size M, 100% cotton, which is about soft, over-washed, slightly shrunken t-shirts and the boys who wear them.
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John loves horsies!
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It also causes me to have inappropriate thoughts about John's thighs and twelve-year-old-boy thoughts about riding that pony.
You've GOT to write that. I beg of you. You know horses and you know John Sheppard and you've just got to. *flails*
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I love your brain SO MUCH!
eta: Sorry. You totally broke my brain with that, so I missed the fannish question meme.
If you could watch/read John and Rodney crossed over with any other fictional reality, what would it be and why?
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Robert Randolph, however, bothers me. My dad's been a steel player for 45+ years. That guy is to steel what interpretive dance is to ballet. I find him kind of fascinating musically, but what he's doing is just turning a steel into a dobro/electric hybrid, and Paul Franklin or Mike Johnson would eat his lunch twice on Sundays. What frustrates me most is that he moves like a steel player, and I sit there waiting for him to be Emmons, and instead I get Hendrix, and my brain is fried. *slinks off soapbox* Sorry? I didn't mean to get all ranty. It's just kind of... um, a thing with me.
BUT: You are incredibly correct about Rodney + steel being OTP. It's a tiny pool of experts, who all pretty much know each others' names and styles. You can play a recording and have them guess who it is with about 95 % accuracy. They're obsessive beyond belief; they'll spend days trying to figure out how one of them got a particular progression or where they found some combo, and they'll rip a guitar down to the bare wood and start all over by hand when they feel like it. Rodney would be the evil genius session master they all hate and secretly emulate, and he'd have his own machining workshop to make his modifications in. Also, he would have custom amps that weigh scarily little and yet are capable of knocking over small children.
The amount of thought I've put into this is perhaps not healthy. :/
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Yes, that was about my level of intelligence for a few minutes afterward. It also lent itself to teenager-girlish visions of John in chaps, with his gloves tucked in the waist and dirt ringing around his wrists. And sweat. There was also sweat involved.
The amount of thought I've put into this is perhaps not healthy. :/
Yet intriguing, and perhaps should be pursued. *appealing look* You know, in your scads of free time and all :D
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and hot guy + horse = asplodey!aitch
Exactly! People who've never been around horses can't possibly know what it's really like :P
Sigh.
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Yayyyy happy brain!
you could watch/read John and Rodney crossed over with any other fictional reality, what would it be and why?
Ooooh! *considers* I would seriously love to see a crossover with Ursula LeGuin's Earthsea universe. I think some of it comes from the fact that I love LeGuin's style and so I usually associate the Earthsea books with books I enjoy reading just because of the language, but also... Well, maybe Rodney and John would meet at the School of Magic, and decide to head off on adventures before settling down to teach or go do wizardly things in the real world :>
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When the writing comes back, maybe! It seems to be broken at the moment :/
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I saw from some pictures posted earlier (maybe last week or something) that there would be a stable involved, but I did not know that there was the documented possibility that there would be interaction. ak;sd;lkjdflkjf
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AND OMG I THINK I HATE YOU. I just spent the last twenty minutes crafting backstories for a musical AU. I have to think up a creative way to ask my dad what your average evil genius' setup would be without letting on that I am going to use it in pursuit of gay porn. THIS IS SO MUCH FUN I AM AFRAID. Send help.
Also, I forgot to mention that John as a three-day eventer is kind of scary awesome. You just know there are pictures of the look of rapture on his face when he clears a fence. *looks appealingly right back at you*
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I'm sitting here, literally grinning from ear to ear. (And making embarrassing and unintelligible little noises. My mother keeps asking what's wrong. But she hates spoilers and so therefore she'll have to wait to watch the episode with me tomorrow, heh.)
Srsly. John Sheppard + horses + plot about his past = BEST EPISODE EVAR. I don't think I could possibly love this show more than I do right now. This season has been abso-frakkin'-lutely amazing.
eta: the thing I'm most confused about is that Sheppard has a BROTHER. WTF? John's the quintessential only child of a military family, IMO.no subject
(And yay show-jumping! I worked my way up to juniors before I started working with a younger horse.)
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*revels in the hatred!*
Send help.
Um, Rodney's look of enraptured, intense concentration while he's playing, and John watching him play and becoming a bit turned on. How's that?
You just know there are pictures of the look of rapture on his face when he clears a fence.
asd;lkdjf um, YES. And Rodney stomping across the dressage ring to tell John that there is in fact a difference between halting on the square and having his horse's legs skewing in ten directions at once.
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She's in for a pleasant surprise :D
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Had you been planning on making a career of eventing?
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Hmmmm...With what past SGA canon event have you most disagreed? (Exploding tumors, Michael, whatever.)
Alternately: if the impossible happens and TPTB decide to hook up John and Rodney, which one should make the first move?
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Not helping! Not helping! Because the label insists that they have creative input and tells John they'll assign him a steel guy. John's always kind of liked picking up guys as they go (heh), but they're just hitting the big venues now and they're getting the big boys' attention. John maybe resents this a little. So the studio gets the Rodney McKay to session for their new album, who's never been seen outside of a studio, and he really is that damn good. And maybe John likes him a little more than he wants to. And then they go on tour.
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YAY FOR NOT HELPING.
I will do pretty much about anything for more of this. Really. Anything. Even if it's illegal.
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no, but seriously--PONY!!!
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1.) Probably the exploding tumors. I'm one of those horrible people who wasn't sad to see Carson go (and I was all, you don't actually see the ashes, so he's still alive, somewhere), but really, what an absolutely ridiculous storyline. I mean... exploding tumors. That "Sunday" ended the way it did, with Rodney quiet and introspective and watching the sunset with his best (platonic) friend, made the events of the episode even more ridiculous.
2.) I think neither of them, because they are stupid :D What would happen would be something like a major series of miscommunications, or one of them inadvertently saying something. But definitely no intent! :D
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First, Pretty Pretty Princess John!
Second, PONY!
*runs around, babbling incoherently*
PONY CES PONY.
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Ronon plays drums, btw. He filled in for a band John opened for back in Texas years ago, and John needed a drummer - needed everything, really, back then - and that was it. He's got a manic smile when he's soloing and hair that shouldn't get within the same time zone as country, but he's a drummer and there's always Willie Nelson and no one's going to say anything to that smile.
Teyla's on fiddle and sometimes vocals. John's always felt a little strange about it, because Teyla had her own band and her own lead position and then one day she stopped pretending that she was only a guest in John's and started telling him the key change should be after the second chorus and where to find the hook. Her band's still touring, her backup now in lead, and sometimes she still joins them for a show, but they aren't quite home anymore.
So, yeah. Gonna flunk neuro.
AND I AM NOT SORRY.
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And, it must be said, neither am I.
:D
*rejoices*
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One of my co-workers has a horse though. A very old, sick horse she loves so much. We talk about him a lot so I feel like my horse education has grown by leaps and bounds.
It also causes me to have inappropriate thoughts about John's thighs and twelve-year-old-boy thoughts about riding that pony.
This made me laugh. Also, the promo pic of John in the jeans? I readily admit to inappropriate thoughts about his thighs in that picture. Actually, the thigh holster always, always makes me think inappropriate things.
I am sorry you aren't feeling up to snuff and that writer's block, cramps and the cold have attacked with a vengeance. Poor thing! Just sit back and imagine rodeo John and his BFF Rodney. (Ah, I've only been to the rodeo once, so yeah.)
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asds;lkjdflkjf oh my God, yes. Just, just... *fails at the words*
Just sit back and imagine rodeo John and his BFF Rodney.
It occurred to me at one point that having John be horsey would also be canon license to put him in a pair of chaps. Really, there is no wrong.
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