Hugs and lots of love to all the tag warriors - One, Pooh, Connie and Mystery Tagger ;) Sunday was a pretty crappy day and the Tag Spam was just the thing to lighten my mood! And we all know that Donovan/Vaughn is the show's true ship.


New fun snarky journal!

Just got back from a show.. I'm exhausted. There were five acts tonight, and the boys went first, so I figured we'd slip out somewhere around the third act. I didn't eat anything during the day - I was busy and it was an early set - of course we'd have dinner after... we always do.

Show's supposed to start at seven. Seven-thirty rolls around and they're still setting things up. The guys finally get onstage and the power blows halfway through the first song. Blah blah blah. Everything gets fixed and they finish the set without a hitch. Now, at this point - it's already an hour later than I thought we'd be leaving. I'm famished. I'm pretty sure my stomach had started to eat itself. And, of course, we'd all rode together. Which meant - crap. We're stuck here till everyone else wants to leave. And of course they have cds to sell and contacts to make. Crap. I mean, of course you don't want to play and roll, but come on! The Trix is hungry! Let's roll, morons!

So... Josh and I took Jake's car and found a pizza joint. I am so sick of pizza. I mean, if I have a choice between pizza and just about anything else, I'll take the anything else. But I was really hungry, so Yay for pizza! Even so, I only ate a slice and a half, just enough to keep from passing out.

We got back and I just stayed in the car for a catnap. I mean, I love concerts, I love music, but... I was grouchy from the not eating all day and instead of real food, I'd had pizza to fill me. So, the grouchy was still there. It was the safest place for me to be. For the sake of the rest of the world I mean.

I forgot to mention that before the show... I was in the most beautiful Barnes & Noble EVER. It was like a two-story glass and stone orgasm. I mean... Unbelievable. A gorgeous building filled with books. So I guess part of my bad mood was that I had to leave there to go to the show.

It was like season six Buffy... being dragged out of Heaven by my "friends". Hmmmph.

And on that crazy note, I should probably just go to bed.

This just in:

Tag wars rule. I'm laughing so hard I can't see straight. Pooh, One, "NuBee", "VaughnzGirl" - y'all have made my night.

That is all.

I don't know why I'm blogging, I really don't have anything to say at all. But I figure - that's never stopped me before, so why start now?

Hmmm... oh! I know! Surveyage!

Five details about you...
1. I am gradually becoming hysterically afraid of spiders. They never bothered me before, and it's been a year since I was last bit, but... it took me almost half an hour to trap one under a giant cup the other day. Thirty minutes.
2. I hope to one day own my own bookstore. I would never leave.
3. I hate sprawl. Hate, hate, hate sprawl.
4. I hate planned communities. If you have $400,000 to plunk down on a house in the 'burbs, wouldn't you like a yard? And neighbors that can't see straight into your bedroom?
5. I am craving fried eggplant.


Five details about your appearance right now...
1. Orange bandanna covering head.
2. Blue jeans.
3. White t-shirt with a faded amusement park picture. Not mine.
4. Eyebrows need shaping.
5. Only jewelry that I'm wearing are my wedding rings.


Five things you did today...
1. Hit the snooze alarm several times and finally turned the darn thing off.
2. Slept three hours later than planned.
3. Ate two (2!) packs of peanut butter crackers. Add that to the two (2!) from yesterday, and I'm at a loss. I hate peanut butter.
4. Got roped into babysitting for six (6!) kids. All Josh's fault.
5. Watched "America's Most Talented Kid". AC Slater was the host, and the kids stayed (relatively) quiet.

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Anne Boleyn was a woman who turned the world upside down. She was outspoken, intelligent and neurotic. She ended up on the block when Henry tired of her, but for six years, Anne Boleyn brought England to it's knees.



Which Colossal Death Robot Are You?



You are Optimus Prime!

Vast, red and ready to turn into a lorry at the slightest provocation, you are a robot to be reckoned with. Although sickeningly noble, you just can't resist a good interplanetary war, especially when Orson Welles is involved. You have friends who can shoot tapes from their chests. Tapes that turn into panthers. And other friends who are dinosaurs. Dinosaurs who jump out of planes. Will you have my children?

This is my last Michael Moore blog ever. I promise.

I just read this on IMDB last night, and HAD to say something. The part that really stirred my ire was the line: "He added, 'The people that seemed to disagree with it all seemed to be in one section - up in the balcony.' "

I'm sorry, but just what in the world is that supposed to imply? That the people seated in the balcony don't have valid opinions because they're not major celebs? Does this man even understand the worldwide ratio of "balcony-dwellers" to "celebrities"? Does he not understand that he won an accolade for a documentary he wouldn't have made were it not for one of the most appalling massacres in this nation's history? Because without the word "Columbine" in his title, no one would have cared. Documentary lovers and left-wing activists aside, it wouldn't have been so high profile by any other name - at least not to the point of peaking the interest of casual film-goers.

What dream world is he living in? And will he please stay there.

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What kind of furry are you?
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Never has a quiz been more accurate.

Finally got around to the new layout, so now I've moved this blog on over to vt.com. The new address will be http://www.vicioustrollop.com/blog.html - That's easy enough, right?

Just clicky the link, and you're there!

Unless you're already there, and in that case, you should stop clicking.

When your death comes, you will be:
Slaughtered attempting beastiality with a Kodiac

I will die a grizzly death.



How will you die?
Take the Exotic Cause of Death Test

What a grizzly end. Imagine the how the coroner will explain these findings.
I'm sure your family will keep this hush hush!

LMFAO! Who told?

Okay... slightly belated Oscar bloggage.

First off, Steve Martin. I thought he was wonderful. He didn't ever seem to think that the show was more about him than about the Oscars. And, yeah, he wasn't always funny, but he kept me laughing for most of the night.

"Nicole Kidman has worn a fake nose in every movie she's ever made...except The Hours." - Hee. It's an easy joke, but you know it made you giggle too.

"It was a big year for Jack Nicholson. He even got in a hot tub with Kathy Bates. But hey, who hasn't?" - The best part was the wonderful Ms Bates's reaction - she's dynamite! I just love her.

And needless to say... my favorite joke was the line about how even publicity-craving actors have the decency not to blab about sleeping with him. The cut to Nicole was perfect - especially her slightly peeved expression. Heh. Also loved Julie Andrews and Ernest Borgnine's reactions. So fun.

Anyway, on to the actual awards.

Best Supporting Actor
I've loved Chris Cooper since John Sayle's Lone Star. Loved him in American Beauty - he really deserved a nom for that role - remember that was the year Haley Joel Osment and Tom Cruise got nominations. Anyway, I haven't seen Adaptation, and while I have no doubt he's phenomenal as always in it, I was still pulling for John C. Reilly.

Thing is, I was rooting for him based on the strength of his body of work for the entire year. The Good Girl, The Hours, Gangs of New York, and Chicago, all of them. Four amazing films, three Best Picture nominees and an Indy Spirit nom. On the other hand, he played a similar role (the loyal husband to a dissatisfied wife) in three of them - the same "curse" that hurt Julianne's chances. Yet as I sit here listening to "Mister Cellophane", I forget all about everything else. That number sealed the film for me. It took it from good to great - like the "Spectacular! Spectacular!" elephant scene in Moulin Rouge. I think he was the heart of Chicago.. and I always knew he was there.

So, congrats Chris. I love that you acknowledged Meryl in your speech, very classy. You deserve it, but here's to hoping JCR has officially graduated from the school of Paul Thomas Anderson films. For the love of God, please.

Catherine and Latifah belting out "I Move On"! Those two ladies? Phenomenal! Nobody's got no class? These two have it in spades. Fantastic! And Renée, if you're wondering why you didn't win Best Actress, look no further. You're not worthy to hold Nicole's prosthetic nose, or Catherine's afterbirth, got it? Never said I had class.

And since this blog came about thanks to the "Alias" crew, I have to mention Jen. Dudes, they stuck her with Mickey Mouse. Can't nobody say she's not a team player - now where were the "Alias" ads, ABC? I saw one, but like seventy-five for "According to Jim" and "Life With Bonnie". Way to drop your balls.

Best Supporting Actress

I just have to say that Sean Connery's shirt was almost as funny as Steve Martin. Somebody lost a bet.

Catherine owned this category. But for the love of all that's superficial, Sean, there was another nominee named KATHY. You might be Sean Connery, but with a shirt like that you'd better read the whole name. I'd have loved to see Julianne win this. I'd have loved to see Latifah, Meryl or Kathy win this. But Catherine may never have a better role. Velma was perfect for her! Julianne doesn't seem to take a bad role, Latifah is just starting what appears to be a long and fruitful film career, and Meryl and Kathy have already won, and for better performances. Catherine is already H-town royalty, she just needed the crown. And goodness, she makes me want to be pregnant - not have children, just be pregnant. She's always stunning, but what a knockout!

Best Documentary

Diane Lane is a goddess. Michael Moore is a moron, he's the kind of person who is so abrasive in the way he expresses his opinions that he can turn off people who agree with the sentiment at the core of his statements. Like a left-wing Dr. Laura. Fortunately for me, I had my finger on the remote control and switched as soon as I heard "Bowl..." Yay me! I turned back just in time for Martin's Teamsters joke.

Best Actor

Wooohooo! This guy is officially one of my favorite actors, and I've only seen him in Angels in the Outfield. You can't tell me that shock wasn't genuine. A 29 year-old first time nominee sharing a category with three-time winner Jack Nicholson, two-time Supporting Actor winner Michael Caine, and single winners Daniel "so frelling hot" Day-Lewis and Nicolas "crazy, bad-bad-hair" Cage? I don't even want to know how many nominations all those guys have between them! Anyway, from the second he planted one on Halle, I was sold. His speech? Perfection. Loved him sending wishes to his friend, loved his prayer for peace "whatever you believe in". What a class act, can't wait to see more from him!

Best Original Song

Dude. Heh. I was just glad I didn't have to tune out another Bono speech.

Best Actress

Don't get me wrong, I'm still suffering from Nicole backlash, but I'm glad she won. Mostly cause Renée lost. Like I said earlier, this shouldn't be Julianne's only chance. The same goes for Salma and Diane. Salma is just recently really finding her footing as an actress and not just as a gorgeous woman. Diane has always been the best thing about some bad movies, and hopefully this will allow her to get some more Oscar-worthy roles.

And Nicole won one before Tom... hee!

Best Director

I was floored. When the nominations were first announced, I picked Polanski or Scorsese, but once the Smoking Gun released those court papers, and Miramax went so heavy on the push for Marty, I assumed Rob Marshall was a lock. I was even more surprised because I was counting Brody's win and the script win as voters compensating for not backing Roman. So wow!

Best Picture

No big shock here. Now, I loved this film, but you’ll remember that I was (am) more enthralled by The Hours. While Chicago is deserving of the honor (and certainly more deserving than either LOTR:TTT and Gangs of New York), I’m not buying all this talk that it revived the movie musical. For my money Moulin Rouge was the more spectacular musical film. I’m not knocking Fosse, but Chicago belongs on the stage. I love it, I’ll buy the DVD, but my initial quibble was that the musical numbers depended too heavily on the stage affectation and I stand by that. It’s a great film - one of the most entertaining things I’ve seen all year, BUT, it could have been even better!

Maybe my standards are just too high…

So, it’s not undeserving, it’s just … thank Heaven it didn’t sweep.

And wow, I haven't even started on the fashions and this is already longer than most of my fic. I'll finish later... sure I will. At this rate I'll never get around to talking about how fantastic the Hall and Oates "Live by Request" was tonight.



Just in case I don't, it was fantastic. And Daryl sang "Me and Mrs. Jones", oh man... can that man sing, or what?

Okay. So the ISAs weren't all bad. Yeah, I had to put up with plenty of pontificating by overpaid (yes, even independent filmmakers are over paid) and rather spoiled celebs, BUT there were a few moments I rather enjoyed:

Emily Mortimer's husband accepting her award for her, looking so proud.
Raven Goodwin just being there and looking adorable.
Halle Berry pretty much giving up any chance of ever returning to the awards by asking why it was still held in a damn tent. And she looked good as always.
Catherine Keener looking fantastic, even if the camera ignored her for extraneous Jen and Brad shots the whole night.
Dennis Quaid winning. Good for him. When's the last time Meg won anything? (And have you seen her on the cover of this month's INStyle? Heh.)

But my favorite moment?

Derek Luke winning Best Male Lead. His little dance was wonderful. His speech was so heartfelt and genuine it even melted my cold heart. Handing the trophy to his wife, saying he couldn't accept it because it was hers. "Four years ago, I was waiting tables--here at the Spirit Awards!" Good for you. Dance!

That's what I tuned into see! Celebs who were happy just to be celebs. I spend all day listening to and watching the war news. When I turned on the awards, I wanted to be entertained just for a little while. When I turn on the Oscars tonight - that's what I want to see. I want to watch beautiful women in gorgeous dresses that cost more than my car. Instead I'm going to get a show that is going to smack of self-importance.

The thing is, celebrating your profession tonight is no more shallow than celebrating it a month ago at the Globes. Your profession is shallow; that's why we turn to it to escape real life. It's more inappropriate to pretend that it's not. What a smack in the face to the public and to the troops. We spend billions of dollars a year on entertainment, and now, when we most need to be entertained, you're suddenly too self-aware to do your damn job.

Entertain us.

Dear Michael Moore,

I must say how thrilled I was that you chose to use your Independent Spirit Award for Best Documentary as a fictitious soapbox to espouse your fictitious views on the (fictitious?) War.

Personally, I would like to see the international community of self-important celebrities extract themselves from my television news. If I need to hear anyone speak about the current conflict it is not the celebs and it is not the media. I want to hear from our Generals and our elected officials. Regardless of whether or not I want war, it is happening. It is real. No matter what you believe the motives behind the conflict to be, what is happening is not "fictitious". There is nothing fake about it. I am so sick and tired of being force-fed the opinions of the underinformed. Get the frell off of my news. Let me make my own opinions based of the actual facts at hand. Let me find out what my local elected officials are doing, saying and supporting. I don't need to know what you think, want or would do differently - cause you have no say in what actually happens. And I certainly don't need a thrity minute new broadcast with twenty-five minutes devoted to how the war affects sports and entertainment.

The idea that the problem with our elected officials is that they do not listen to the voices of a vocal minority is so obscene. The day that happens will be a sad and sorry day for the world. The very notion that the leaders of the US, the UK or any other member of the Coalition should base their decisions on public outcry is absurd. If we're going to follow that logic, Saddam surely should have heeded the cries for disarmament. But logic only works in theory and in puzzles. Real life is not so easily boxed. Have you looked around lately? As much as I believe in self-government, there is a very good reason why we don't have that. Yes, we have a right to protest. Yes, we have a right to disagree. We even have a right to assemble and voice that dissent as a group. But there is division even within the groups that agree with one another. We could never come to a solution that will please all six billion residents of this planet. Never. Yes, we'd all like to have problems resolved without conflict, but can anyone disagree with the US's involvement during WWII? I think not. But how many more lives would have been spared had we intervened sooner?

And where was the celebrity outcry when Clinton blitzed Milosevic?

Trix

Okay, I have no idea how much I'll be online this weekend, if at all, so it's time for a little mini-rant blog blowout. It's been quiz crazy over here for a while, so I think I can manage some actual typing.

I saw "The Quiet American" tonight. I can't figure out how I ever used to have a crush on Brendan Fraser. He's certainly come a long way as an actor, but he's exceedingly not attractive IMHO. Michael Caine was fantabulous (as always) though, and the story was wonderful, as it should have been coming from a Graham Greene novel.

Speaking of Michael Caine, I might as well do my Oscar picks now:

Best Supporting Actress
Trix's Pick: Julianne Moore (She's just so lovely.)
Will: Catherine Zeta-Jones (As much as I love the film, I'm hoping for some "Chicago" backlash. I hate frontrunners.)

Best Supporting Actor
Trix's Pick: John C. Reilly (He's not a frontrunner! He gets my "Chicago" vote.)
Will: Chris Cooper (And I don't mind. Can't begrudge him.)

Best Actress
Trix's Pick: Julianne Moore (You thought maybe I would pick Nicole? I'm all about Nicole backlash these days. She was so damn good in that movie though. But Julianne? Always good, and never pisses me off.)
Will: Renee Zellweger (Blah. Worst thing about a great film. I just think if Richard doesn't get a nom, she shouldn't get an award.)

Best Actor
Trix's Pick: Daniel Day-Lewis (Always loved him. And now he's bald. Am now jonsing a viewing of "Last of the Mohicans", wherever that video is...)
Will: Daniel Day-Lewis (Hey. I'm not entirely cold and dead inside.)

Best Director
Trix's Pick: Martin Scorsese
Will: Rob Marshall

Best Picture
Should: "The Hours"
Will: "Chicago"

I promised a mini-rant, didn't I? Eh. Not now

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Frell.

I just...



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See which Greek Goddess you are.

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I'm so frelling hot.

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You'll probably love fallenlights.net.
Which Koi Variety Are You?

New survey! Stolen from Jo-Jo once again.


Do you like having your picture taken?
Not lately. It's a total vanity thing. At the risk of alienating everyone with my brutal honesty, I'll say this much. I've always been photogenic, but I haven't been pleased with a picture in the past two years. So to go from never taking a bad picture, to not having a good one... I avoid cameras at all cost.

If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go and why?
Here.

Have you ever done crossword puzzles?
Always. Love all word puzzles.

Pick up the closest book and write a sentence at random from it:
Not quite at random - I planned on blogging this line anyhow -
"If I know General Lache, the Arguedas Players, they're just the beginning. He's adopting the French solution - and the French haven't won a war since 1812." Nicholas Shakespeare's The Dancer Upstairs

Do the same with a lyric from either a cd or the radio:
"Good day sunlight/ I'd like to say how truly bright you are/ You don't know me/ But I know you see/ You're my favorite star" - Who Needs Shelter, Jason Mraz

Have you ever tried to analyze your own dreams?
Sure have. Turns out that I'm completely demented.

Can you sing?
Yes. But I don't. Not in public. That's up to Josh.

Do you ever sing to yourself while doing everyday tasks?
Always.

What's your favorite color of post-it note?
Yellow.

Have you ever lied to get off the phone or out of talking to someone online?
I told someone peddling newpapers that I was illiterate.

Is your VCR flashing 12:00 all the time?
No - that makes crazy.

Do you read your horoscope?
No.

Would you rather chew gum or use mouthwash and why?
Mouthwash. I'm trying to chew less gum. I grind my teeth when I'm sleeping, so the chewing just aggravates any jaw pain I already have.

How many times a year about are you sick?
Dittoing Jo's way too many.

Ever been in an airplane?
Yes. Love taking off. And flying into the sunrise.

What radio station do you listen to most?
WXPN, member supported radio from the University of Pennsylvania.

Do you know how to play dominoes?
Ugh. Yes.

What color are your eyes?
Green, but one is half brown.

Name one person your life is made better by.
Right now? Jason Mraz is doing a good job of improving my life. No sappy answers from me.

Can you do math with ease?
Depends. Is this a test?

Are you a vegetarian?
No. Love my veggies, but **look away ONE** I love my steaks and seafood more.

How about an aspiring actor/actress?
I act, but it's not what I want to do with my life.

Which movie can you watch and say the lines along with the actors?
Dude. I plead the Fifth.

Name one of your passions in life.
Music.

What's your least favorite time of day?
I can't say that I have one - I mean, it's always my favorite time of day... somewhere.

What color is the inside of your head when you close your eyes?
Flesh.

Ever listen to classical music?
I listen to everything in moderation.

Have you ever said 'lol' in real life without thinking about it?
No... I just laugh. Out loud.

What is the best present you've ever given someone else?
Huh. Good question. I did give Pooh a bottle of Horny Goat Weed for Christmas - that was pretty great.

Oh! I just read Jo's next answer! Turns out that she really loves that handbag I gave her!

What is the best present someone else has ever given to you?
Gift certificates to bookstores. It's like an orgasm in a tiny little envelope.

Do you wear a watch?
Only when I'm working.

Write one sentence stating what you want people to say about you after you've passed on.
"The funeral home did a great job. She's looks so peaceful."

Describe the ideal superpower and what you would do if you had it.
Telekenesis indeed! What would I do? I'd move stuff with my mind, moron.

Name something you've done in the last 24 hours no matter how big or small.
Ate at a diner. It's becoming a post-show tradition.

Do you wear necklaces, bracelets, anklets, earrings, rings?
Just my wedding rings. I like jewelry, I just don't think about it.

What's on your computer desk?
A red pen; a blue pen; a pile of cds (the aforementioned Jason Mraz's "Waiting For My Rocket To Come", Joydrop's "Metasexual" and Michael W. Smith's "Worship") and games (Tropico and Morrowind); some crap lotion I got snookered into buying with a nail buffer kit (also on the table); cell phone; notebook; printer; speakers; a power surge thingy; a baby beaver Scoozie; some good 18 hour lotion; nail clippers; cotton ball; candy; some bobby pins and assorted hair thingies; skin care samples; wristband; headphones; a white and blue dragonfly ornament; Halls (Cherry); some Cepastat; nail polish; Biore strips; five books (Salinger'sNine Stories, C.S. Lewis's The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe, Ann-Marie MacDonald's Fall on Your Knees, Sue Miller's While I Was Gone and Nicholas Shakespeare's The Dancer Upstairs); a video tape of "Vertigo"; a clear pore treatment; printer cartridges (2 color, 1 black); a power strip; a bottle of hydrogen peroxide; some game controllers; scissors; a lamp; a Mrs. Fields tin; a crapload of mail; more Halls (Mentho-Lyptus); a purple wicker and gold metal basket filled with seashells, CD markers, a thick red Sharpie, sunglasses, fuses, a black Marks-A-Lot marker, a bracelet, andlipstick; a box of no ammonia highlighting creme I bought a year ago when I still colored my hair; and Burt's Bees strawberry lip gloss.

I bet you're sorry you asked, I know I am.

When you're talking do you ever use your hands to do quotation marks in the air when saying certain words?
Only when apologizing. ;)

Do you think you're pretty?
Stupid cameras. I was pretty two years ago, dammit! I wish I had realized that then.

What's in your fridge right now?
Oh god. No. I will not answer this question. Look back up. I will not be tempted to catalogue the contents of my fridge.

How many people do you live with?
Five humans. A fabulous cat. And a yappie little dog.

What is the strangest thing you've ever done?
I went bowling dressed as a French Maid. Granted, it was Halloween time, but all my "friends" (oh look! Quotes!) backed out. Just me dressed in costume.

Have you ever been on TV or the radio?
Uh. I was in the studio audience for the episode of Bravo's Musicians with Hall & Oates.

What is the worst thing anyone could ever do to you?
Lie to me.

Are you a fast typer?
Moderate.

Describe how you sleep.
Fitfully.

Have you ever read a book and not understood it? If so which one?
I quit on James Joyce's Finnegans Wake. I swear he was just screwing with us.

Do people pick up your slang language more than you pick up theirs?
I'd say it's pretty even.

Have you ever bought anything just because it was a fad?
Slap Wraps! And a black velvet choker.

What would you like to do with your life?
Take care of orphans. Is that a pageant answer or what?

Do you bite your nails?
Not in a long while. Thanks for tempting me.

Are people's perceptions of you usually correct?
They have no clue. Everything seems to think I'm sweet and demure. Heh.

When they start sending rockets to the moon for us civilians, will you be on the list to go?
No thanks. Wait. Is it free?

Have you ever written anything on your skin?
Oh yes. Not in a while though.

What color are most of your clothes?
I have a lot of blue. And orange.

Are things as bad as they seem?
Never.

Do you like to look people in the eye?
Always, it's vital to my system of mind control.

Finally doing this survey:

9 Stunning Movies

1. Lovely And Amazing
2. Double Indemnity
3. Go
4. The Hours
5. Bottle Rocket /Rushmore /Royal Tenebaums (Don't make me choose.)
6. Young Frankenstein
7. Sleepaway Camp 2
8. Sweet And Lowdown
9. Vertigo

8 Lovely Actors

1. John C Reilly
2. John Cusack
3. John Malkovich
4. Ewen MacGregor
5. Owen Wilson
6. Christian Bale
7. Kiefer Sutherland
8. David Anders

7 Great Actresses

1. Catherine Keener
2. Katharine Hepburn
3. Toni Collette
4. Julianne Moore
5. Sarah Polley
6. Madeline Kahn
7. Meryl Streep

6 Lovable Characters

1. Jimmy James, "NewsRadio".
2. Jack Bauer, "24"
3. Michelle, Lovely and Amazing
4. Angela, The Sleepaway Camp series
5. Mr. Sark, "Alias"
6. Fez, "That 70s Show"

5 Delicious TV Series

1. 24
2. Alias
3. NewsRadio
4. That 70s Show
5. Farscape

4 Amazing Bands/Singers

1. Howie Day
2. Susan Tedeschi
3. Counting Crows
4. Hall and Oates

3 Breathtaking Songs

1. "You and I Both" by Jason Mraz
2. "Sweeter Love" by Athenaeum
3. "Feel to Believe" by Beth Orton

2 Fantastic Writers

1. Thomas Hardy
2. The Round Robin Gang (Yeah, yeah, they count as one this time.)

1 Unforgettable Line

"With friends like you, who needs friends?" Dirk Calloway, Rushmore

I was posting a survey thingy, but Petal sent me these links. The first one makes me not so mad at Jude anymore, and the second one? Well, Pet said it best, "Screw the blue towel, man!"

For Pooh.


EDITED because when I said for POOH, I meant it. I'm sorry the rest of you are now blind.

I miss the Lancer.

From One:



Congratulations, you're the hottest woman-EVER.
You're Callisto. You're hot so we don't have to
give you a big long explanation as to why you
are this person.


What badass babe from Xena are you?
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Heh - I like this quiz.



Libertarian - You believe that the main use for
government is for some people to lord it over
others at their expense. You maintain that the
government should be as small as possible, and
that civil liberties, "victimless
crimes", and gun ownership should be basic
rights. You probably are OK with capitalism.
Your historical role model is Thomas Jefferson.


Which political sterotype are you?
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So very true.


Red/Green/Blue:
To you, the world is logical. Everything happens
for a reason, life is scientific. You like to
find solutions. I doubt you needed to take this
quiz in order to realize this.


What color do you see the world in?
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Also with the true. "Truth takes time?" Says who?

I didn't blog about "Truth Takes Time" last night because I was afraid it would be too much nonsensical gushing about how that was the BEST. EPISODE. EVER! Heeeeeeeeee!

Okay, so still going with the gushing, but I'll try to make sense.


I have to start with the Defibrilator scene.

OH. MY. FRELL. Dudes, Irina threw herself against a wall and ripped off her own shirt! She's officially a member of the Harem. That was a smooth move - we should all be so lucky as to have such an opportunity. And you know that they were so torn between wallsex and completing their mission, obviously deciding that they wanted more than just a quickie. Plus, she had some 'splaining to do, what with the boob bug.

Yeah - expect a missing scene fic soon. Damn plot bunnies.

And the Sark/Vaughn fight? Everything I ever dreamed of and so much more! So much more. Sark shooting Vaughn is one of the best visuals the show has ever given us - the kind of ruined it by letting Vaughn live, but no matter - Vaughn isn't even half as pretty as Sark. Hee.

Seriously, Sark would expect that Vaughn would be vested, wouldn't he? Vaughn totally took a dive to buy Sark time - because Vaughn is evil. Or dammit, if he's working with Sark I guess that makes him good in my book.

Sloane and Emily? Perfect. This episode showed their relationship so wonderfully. Totally screwed up, but genuine. They were the perfect spy ship. And silly Syd, thinking that Emily would give up Sloane after thirty years. She did everything she could to clear Vaughn's name after only a few months, why wouldn't Emily do the same for her husband?

Emily's reaction to Laura? Perfect. Emily was just perfect - I always loved that character, and though I'll miss her, I do think her death did her justice. It was a great send off episode.

Jack? Is totally in on something - I just don't know what.
Kendall - Man, I love that guy!
Dixon - My mom (who is the least likely person in the world to spec on a tv show) is convinced that he's bad. And I can't disagree. Totally shot Emily on purpose, either he's with the "evil" triumverate and it's a part of a greater plan, or it was his own brand of revenge - he's lost his wife because of Sloane, right? Anyway, I think he's dirty (as much as I hate the thought) because he easily could have taken another shot at Sloane after taking out Syd. Perhaps Dixon's working with Irina, and she didn't want Sloane out - the only way to keep him in was to off Auntie Em, right?

And if Dixon's not bad, Marshall is - I love how neither Kendall nor Jack treat him with the patience and respect that Sloane always showed. That the bad guys treated him better than the good do - hee.

Okay, I'm still only slightly coherent - time to stop.

It's all a blur... except I seem to remember Vaughn being a wuss and this other scene.


Topless Irina. Sark with a sweet little torture device. and the words "Do it now!"

Best. Episode. Ever.

I'll be back when I can think straight.

A different "Happy Bunny" quiz! With a different (and still true) result:


its all about me. deal with it.


which IT'S HAPPY BUNNY are you?
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I cannot wait until tonight. I mean, okay, I can wait - but only because I'm on dial-up and it would take longer for me to try to download the ep. I'm just eagerly expecting a Sarkina moment or two... Please, oh, please! Sarkina. You hear me, PTB? SARKINA!

congratulations. you are the kiss my ass happy
bunny. You don't care about anyone or anything.
You must be so proud


which happy bunny are you?
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and

I'm Jack!

Jack Bristow has spent years of his life in the CIA as an SD-6 mole, which has molded him into a somewhat precise and unscrutable person. Although you may not be lucky enough to get shot at by everyone you meet, you're like Jack, too.

The First Ever Trixie's Too Lazy To Write Fic For Herself Challenge was so successful that it has inspired me to try it again! After issuing the challenge on the 21st of February I've already seen the first two fics of a Francie/Noah series and a Sark/Irina series. Life in UC land is good. Real good.

Second Ever Trixie's Too Lazy To Write Fic For Herself UC Challenge

Instead of posting specific pairings I thought I'd try something a bit more vague.

A UC Triangle fic.

I'm not talking ménage à trois, but if you want to take it there I won't stop you - I simply mean a fic based on a love triangle that we haven't seen on the show. So no Will/Syd/Vaughn or Alice/Vaughn/Syd - in fact, when you write for my challenges, just leave Vaughn out altogether ;) - but Will/Syd/Dixon or Alice/Vaughn/Francie would be cool.

Basically, it's just a fic where the reader doesn't know where the romantic road is leading them when they start. You don't even have to wrap it up nicely into a single pairing at the end - not unless you want to.

And I know I said I wasn't requesting specific pairings, but if someone has the skills to write a Irina/Jack/Laura triangle I would be indebted. And technically - that's very UC.



Edited to share a new discovery courtesy of Hilda via Pooh.

Here's a sample of my handiwork:

One's blogging got me all riled up. Moron execs.

Dear "America",

You piss me off.

"Love",
Trix

Okay, "American Idol".

Kim Locke - Meh. I'm still not down with her cause of the way she mouthed off at Simon. It wasn't even good sass.
Joshua - Dude. I liked this guy enough after hearing him sing.The push-ups? Rowr! He's one of my new faves!
Charles - He reminds me of Carlton. So he gets points for the geekosity.
Kim Caldwell - She's more than capable, and I know that, but I don't enjoy her. And I've tried.
Rickey - He's just a teddy bear. What a great personality!
Julia - For a singer, she's real purdy.
CLAY - I :heart: Clay. He's just a gangly redheaded crooner that makes me want to bust out my Rick Astley albums. And the shoes? Bwah! I love it! I squealed and clapped for way longer than neccessary. He makes me feel comfortable with my inner dork.
Vanessa - I just adore her too. Great voice, fun style. She's a bit over-the-top, but she reminds me of a lot of my friends... which may not actually be a compliment.
Corey - He's got a unique voice. That is all.
Carmen - Ok. She's not bed, well, not awful, but she's just too young. She's not experienced enough to compete with some of these more mature voices. I feel bad for her, because she'll be as good as some of the others in a few years, but she's not there now.
Trenyce - Love, love, love her. I was pulling from Candice from the start, but when she didn't make the Wild Card I was rooting for Clay (duh!) and Trenyce. And she pulled it off last night! Love her.
Ruben - He has some awesome energy and an amazing voice. I really wouldn't be shocked to see him and Clay in the final two. In fact, it'd be like a dream...

Found this at SullyMel's:

Which toe are you? o_O~?

Which Sesame Street Muppet Are You?

What member of the Troika are you? (Buffy)
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Mmmmm. Crispy.

Okay, so last night Jacob and Josh had a show in New Jersey. We left around three (we being myself, Josh, Jacob and his sister Anna) and headed into the gaping Jaws of Death - otherwise known as home of the Pooh. It was a nice two and a half hour drive. A nice two and a half hour drive spent in the backseat (Dude. No.) between my 6'4" behemoth of a husband and a guitar. We ran out of trunk room with the three guitars, so I shared my seat with a spare. We also ran out of room for extra equipment, but that doesn't come into play yet. Just keep reading.

Now we're on the Joisey Turnpike, venturing deeper and deeper into the Bowels of Hell. We missed our exit the first time because no one was paying attention - you know how you just get to talking and forget that you actually have a particular place to go? It was kind of like that. We were two exits too far (Jersey turnpike exits, not normal state exits) when it dawned on Jacob that we might be getting close and should probably check the directions. So, we get to do the fun thing where you get off and pay (Dude! I know what you're thinking. Nasty! Perv.) and get back on the turnpike only to pay again. So, the detour really didn't cost us very much time and we still made it to the coffeehouse with plenty of time to spare.

We get there and it's not at all what was expected. Not at all - there's not quite as much PA equipment as we expected or needed - which was funny because Jacob had left all of his extra stuff behind to make room for us all in one car. Luckily, the guy in charge had some stuff (I'm almost positive that "stuff" is the technical term) nearby and he was able to bring it all over. Yay!

Anyways, the crowd was tiny (20, tops) but very receptive - I know Jacob sold a lot of cds for a crowd that size. And Anna is a volunteer for this awesome organization called Compassion International and she talked a bit about it during a break in the set. The best thing that happened was that a lady who had come to the show decided to sponsor a child, which is just too cool in my book.

So anyway, it was after ten when we left and we were all pretty hungry. We were scoping out Somerville for a place to eat, and of course we don't see this pretty swell looking diner (Felix's) until after we pass it. We couldn't quite get turned around, so we just headed out of town and wound up in Piscataway. We stopped for gas - one of those great Jersey "cheaper than PA and we pump for you" stations where the attendant was MIA for about five minutes. We finally fueled up and asked him for a good place to eat - the answer was only moderately intelligible. We did what he said and found nothing - I swear he might have said "Turn left at the light and follow the curve and then keep on until you drive into a wall, you stupid Pennsylvanians." Way harsh, Mister Gasman. Actually, he might have been saying "Turn left at the light and drive until you reach the state line - there you will find a bounty beyond anything Jersey can offer you. Go in peace." I'm not real sure.

So, we wander around a bit and finally find a diner, the Sunset Diner. It cracked me up, because it's a diner. In New Jersey. And it has mirrored walls and chandeliers. Classy. Except more white trashy. Anyway, the food (breakfast, of course) was decent, although Josh ordered scrapple with his french toast, and I swear it was three inches thick and gooey on the inside - Eeeeeeeeuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccccch! (He didn't eat it, though. He may have married me, yet he still shows signs of moderate intelligence at times.) and the thermostat was set at about 95 degrees. It was an experience.

We left the diner around eleven thirty and tried to find our way back to the Turnpike. This was hard, cause of the dark (no using the atlas!) and the jughandles. So - we wound up back in Somerville. At Felix's Diner. Where we should have been in the first place. At least from there we knew enough to get back to the 'Pike and get home. We finally reached civilization (also known as Delaware - heh. Never thought I'd consider Delaware "civilization") around one am, and Josh and I didn't get home 'til two am. I don't think I slept 'til three - and yet I was still awake around 9:00 this morning. I'm not used to this waking up early thing. It's an entirely new sensation for me. And I'm spent...

Everyone! Over here!

Pooh!Fichives! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Everyone MUST read the third fic, "Dalliance" - it's Irina/Daddy!Vaughn and it's spectacular. Go now - and nominate it over at Rendezvous!

Look for an update to "The Mod Couple" sometime today. It's off at the betas' and it might be in need of another scene or two, but it's mostly done. So, yay! And Pooh finds it very slashy - I swear I wasn't going for slashy.

I'm really trying to get out of this writing funk I've been in - and Pooh's given me a beautiful triangle plot bunny that might just make a very good 5.5.1. for the Eloquent Vernacular group. Just another fic to add to the to-do list....

Okay, here's the promised speccage. I already posted this over at AU, but I know that not everyone goes there, and that even fewer venture into the spec threads - I know I wouldn't if I didn't have to mod. Seriously, the rampant tardism seems to multiply in that forum. It's like in the movie "Gremlins", but instead of light or water, the prospect of intelligent speculation seems to turn up the intensity of the stupid. Uh... enough about that onto the specs. And I might repeat some things I've said earlier, but ... whatever.

I find it highly suspicious that Vaughn asked Will what he was working on - he hardly needed to know that in order to "comfort" him. That bugged at first, but it wasn't until I realized that they were suddenly meeting Sloane in Panama, and that Francie suddenly knew she could ask for codes to a satellite over Panama that made me wonder. It is entirely possible that Francie took the time to hypno-squeeze the same info out of Will, but I like to think that there is a reason we weren't shown that. And the reason is that Vaughn had a hand in setting up Irina's extraction.

Now, that could mean several things. One, he's working with Irina, which would be a huge swerve after all the distaste and distrust he seems to have for her. Two, it could mean that he sold out to Sloane and set up Irina, and that her "Thank you for extracting me" line had more to do with quick thinking (she could hardly say "Dammit, Arvin, let me go back with the CIA - we were only trying to kill you.") The fact that she had the manuscript? Well, I think she's working with Jack and that he's in possession of the real one. Either that or she needed reading material for the long flight...



And on to another spec - one about the heart. I found it very interesting that this particular Rambaldi manuscript was about the heart - "immortality" - a few weeks after Geiger's random inquiry about Danny lead us to the news that Danny had a younger brother with an incurable heart defect. We've already specced that perhaps our blond British bad boy Sark was indeed Danny's brother, miraculously cured, but I couldn't find an explanation for his recovery until now. Irina has obviously known about the manuscript at least since '93. Ten years. I think it's entirely fathomable that Sark would have been healed through this manuscript - either with Irina's help, or through one of the previous "owners". If that should be the case, it would certainly explain why Sark seems so obsessed with Rambaldi. And it would explain his devotion to Irina. PLUS, it gives the added bonus of a motive for the union with Sloane. Sark has said that he planned to kill Sloane, and I don't think that's untrue. We may find that he intention is to do much more than kill though - it's one thing if he killed Sloane presently, while he has such easy access to him, but I think Sark would prefer to play with him first. Earn his trust, and slowly drive him even more insane.



And, finally, I'm returning to an old favorite spec of mine, the Vaughn's Dad IS Rambaldi spec. We've all noticed the magical powers that the phrase "Dad's journal" seems to have over people, is it at all possible that Rambaldi's manuscripts, his papers are actually the journals? OK, so that's far-fetched, but let's think of it this way - Irina supposedly killed Mr. Vaughn. Unidentifiable, blahblah. Well, if Rambaldi was all about cell regeneration and immortality, let's suppose that she couldn't kill him. But there would be no way to explain his survival without tipping his hand. So Rambaldivaughn had to go into hiding - leaving a young son behind who just can't understand why Dad can't come to Little League games or school plays or graduation. Even though his father lives, Irina has effectively stolen his father away. He lost out on all of that - I think that would make him just as bitter has if his father had been killed. Or maybe Irina was simply in on a plan for Rambaldivaughn to fake his death and go into hiding - so she recieves all the blame and malice.


Just throwing some ideas out there!

Remind me that I need to talk about my Rambaldiheart/Sark/DannyBro theories. And also about my Rambaldi/DaddyVaughn/Immortality/StupidJournal=Manuscriptage theories. I'm too tired to go on about them tonight.

Oh my frell.

Rhien just pointed out to me that Sarkgasm is linked on David Anders official site. I need a paper bag.

And Pooh - Sark Exposed is there too!

Okay.... I have Alias thoughts and I'm about to change this layout, so I'm not going to bother with the invisitext... so if you haven't seen "A Dark Turn" you should look away.







Okay, first off I loved this episode. Like last week's "Gilmore Girls" a large part of that may be due to the fact that some characters I don't care for had exceedingly limited screentime (compared to normal) and characters I adore had more than usual. So, for future reference, I'm down with less Syd and Vaughn and more Weiss, Irina and Jack. Not pleased with the minimal amount of Sark time, but I can deal.

Oh! I didn't hate Richard Lewis, and I'm used to hating him.

I loved that it was a Jack/Irina episode. They were phenomenal. They smoldered. They sizzled. They ARE spysex.

So my speccage - Vaughn IS EVIL. Yes, I've said that before, but I'm convinced now. I'm persuaded that he set up Irina. His kitchen conversation with Will was totally inappropriate and (I think) ultimately lead to the meeting in Panama. Once they knew what Will was working on (analyzing drug trafficing through the Panama Canal, and downloading info off the KH-11 satellite), Francie was able to get the specific information from him - the coordinates of the satellite over Panama. No way that was a coincidence. And sure, Francie could have found out what Will was working on the same way that Vaughn did, BUT I think it suspect that they had Vaughn find out at all. I can't believe that it was for nothing. So, in my theory, Vaughn was able to supply Sloane with enough information that it looks as though Irina deviced her own escape, when in fact he set her up. The thank you? Obviously Irina knows better than to say to Sloane "Let me go back to the CIA." If Sloane is her captor, she needs him to believe that she's grateful to be free. And the manuscript? A decoy - I think Jack has the original. Obviously they knew that there was danger to this mission, and since Jack is evil (okay, "gray") anyway and has the Ops manual, there's no reason why he wouldn't take possession of the manuscript for safe keeping.

Oh! And he's a crap hockey player - which makes him totally not of the good.

Dangit. Too much talking about Vaughn in this blog. I need to watch the episode again (first time I plan to do that since before the SBepi) and recollect my thoughts. Jack and Irina short-circuited my brain.

I've finally got VT back up and running. I really haven't done anything to the main site, but at least all my fanlistings are back up... so that's a start.

Yay! Vt.com is back Baby! Woohoo. I've decided to go with a new layout, so the retro movie starness all gonna go... but go ogle Katharine while she's there!

From Josie:

- Hello there. What's your name?
You can call me Trixie. Or Trix.

- How was your day today? What did you do?
We have heat. So that's new and wonderful - why do heaters break in the winter when they are needed?

- What's on your desktop right now?
A gorgeous Syd/Sark art by Nicola. I'll have to find the link now.

- List a lyric from the song you're currently listening to?

If I could give all my love to you
I could justify myself
But I'm just not coming through
You're a pill to ease the pain
Of all the stupid things I do
I'm an anchor on the line
Of a clock that tells the time
That is running out on you

"If I Could Give All My Love (Richard Manuel is Dead)"
Counting Crows

- What are your plans for next week?
Huh. I don't have any. Uh. I mean nothing I don't do every week - although Jo and I do have some Sark/Andrew ficcage to work out.

- What was your dream last night?
No clue. I think I slept too long to remember it.

- Who's the last person you talked to?
Josh (aka Mr Trix), I think. It's almost 4am and everyone's in bed now. It was probably him though. And online it was Beany. I've missed Beany.

- What sucks?
Winter. I'm totally in the dumps for absolutely NO reason. At all. The happiest I can be in the winter is like a really crappy spring day. Make sense of that if you can.

- Who's the last person you know who was arrested?
Hmm. Well, I have friends who are Correctional Officers and Court Clerks, so I find out more than I probably should, but my favorite is my ex. He's probably not the most recent, but it still makes me giggle. I always knew I should've put money on it.

- Do you know anyone on house arrest?
I do, kinda. A lady I used to work with, her boyfriend was sentenced to house arrest for stealing her car. Heh. She let him borrow it and two days later he called her from North Carolina or some place out of money. Yet, he still lives with her.

- Who doesn't smoke? Who does?
I'm surrounded by nonsmokers. Do people still smoke? It's a European thing, right?

- - Who drinks?
Uh, surrounded by nondrinkers too. I feel like I'm in an Adam Ant song.

- Is it hot outside?
I hate you.

- What's the last thing you ate?
Ice water and Utz Salt and Malt Vinegar kettle cooked chips. I love them.

- Who are your BEST friends?
Josh, Mike and Jackie (aka Will and Francie - although calling them that makes me Syd and Jackie evil. And I don't want to consider what that makes Josh. Ack. Let's just forget I ever called them Will and Francie.). God knows I like y'all better than the rest of them.

- Share a little inside joke. Who knows what it means?
LOL - I'm stealing Jo's answer "Brings a new meaning to Rocky Road" It's just funny y'all.

- - Whats on your walls right now?
San Francisco mural, coat hooks, wedding picture, a hat, and a plaque with Joshua 24:15 inscribed on it.

- What did you get on your last report card?
Huh. It's been a few years, but I did well enough, except for bombing my chem final. I felt bad about that as I won the chem award that year.

- What hurts?
When your back just HAS to crack and it won't.

- Do you know anyone who plays an instrument?
Do I? It'd be easier to name the people I know who don't. Josh plays guitar, Mike plays keyboard, trumpet and anything else he touches. Another friend plays drums. Y'all need to understand that I grew up in a Pentacostal church - there's no such thing as not knowing musicians. And at my current church we met the wonderful Jacob, who plays guitar with Josh now, and one of our pastor's sons is in the band Boy Sets Fire, who played on the Daredevil soundtrack and have an album coming out on WindUp next month. Seriously, everyone I know either plays or sings. EVERYONE.

- Do you know anyone who is in a band?
Huh, guess I could have read further before going of on the last question, huh? Look up.

- What are your favorite bands/groups/singers?
Bob Dylan, Howie Day, Athenaeum, Counting Crows, Hall and Oates, Ryan Adams, Beth Orton, Aimee Mann, Mr. Trix and our friend Jacob, Alison Krauss, Chris Cornell (including Soundgarden and Audioslave), RATM, Dixie Chicks. I'll stop there.

- How did you discover those bands?
Uh. I just know what I like and keep an ear out for who tours with who and records with who and mentions who in random articles and go from there. Grew up with H&O, the parents went to a concert when Mom was nine months preggers, so I don't think I had a choice. Don't need one.

- Did you like this survey?
Sure did.

- Say one last word to all your fans before you go.
Snarfblitzer.

One made me do it.


You're Frank. Come on, is poontang ALL there is?


Which Hellraiser Character Are You?
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