this might be the place

Now that I have time to actually sort of breathe: the first week of school was a success! And by success I mean I haven't sliced my fingers off yet. I still look pretty ridiculous in my uniform and I keep getting stared at on the bus, but that's not all that new, really, and actually having kids turn around in their seats or trip over their own feet trying to look at "the funny costumes, mommy, look!" is fairly amusing.

But, I don't know! Nothing really too exciting to report, since we haven't been allowed to do much more than make chopping motions yet. Oh! Although now I have a really vivid idea of how Rodney McKay would teach a Culinary Foundations class, since I swear one of the chefs secretly is him, going around and yelling at people to correct their stance or RISK LOSING THEIR LIMBS, HAVE YOU NEVER HELD A KNIFE BEFORE IN YOUR LIFE. I imagine John Sheppard would be his most insolent student and Rodney would daily tear his hair out over John's incorrectly tied neckerchief and scruffy cheeks and daredevil knife skills.



Strike a pose.
Other things of interest: 1) I get a kashmir1 today and hopefully she will be willing to cuddle me a little because my god it has been a long week; 2) I'm building myself a little garden in the backyard and it will hopefully grow things! which may or may not be green! I'm kind of excited, since I've never done a proper ground garden before; 3) I have no fannish shows to watch anymore! Supernatural is over, SGA is gone, Merlin hasn't started up yet, and Glee is just way too much contact embarrassment in one hour to watch more than once: what are you all watching?; 4) I have pennyplainknits' awesome merlin big bang and you don't, nyah, nyah.

This piece is for the "witch" prompt, completing a line bingo up the left side of my card for art_bingo. It's gone through so many incarnations I've lost count and the interpretation is...loose at best, but I'm kind of almost proud of it. Thanks to villainny for inspiring this to begin with ("Nnnnny, what should I do for my witch proooommpt?" "SOMEONE DROPS A PUDDLE JUMPER ON THE WICKED WITCH!!!" "Oh dear."), and for holding my hand when I needed it.



( Put 'em up, put 'em up! Which one of you first? I can fight you both together if you want. I can fight you with one paw tied behind my back. )

unamaga: i would do jessica rabbit. srsly.
Villainny: hahahahahaha EVERYONE WOULD
Villainny: straight, gay, John Sheppard.
Villainny: EVERYONE.
unamaga: TRUFAX
unamaga: john sheppard wants to BE her, though
Villainny: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA OMG
Villainny: THAT IS WHAT YOU SHOULD MANIP
Villainny: XD
unamaga: OH MY GOD
Villainny: HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
unamaga: OH MY GOD WHY AM I OPENING UP PHOTOSHOP

Later...

unamaga: ARE YOU DEAD?
Villainny: I AM DEAD
unamaga: I WARNED YOU

( I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that gay. )

This is all Julie's fault. And, well, Andrea contributed, but since she didn't know at the time, I'll give her a free pass. Cut for sheer size, not to mention slight NWS-ness - and by that, I mean John's wearing fishnets. Original photo found through google search.

I promise one day I'll actually churn out something semi-serious. Maybe.



( Just a sweet transvestite )

So, Belmont Stakes today. That was awesome - or, wait, no. No it wasn't. Why does it have to happen in my town again, someone tell me? The bloody streets were clogged up and everyone's drunk and roaming around and puking in our bushes - again - and it's so gross out even venturing forth to find food had me sweating my clothes see-through. (And let's not even talk about the group of guys who stopped me on the corner when I was walking to the grocery store to leer at me who I almost punched.) Plus, it's been announced that our house is going on the market as of the 16th and my sister and I are going to find a place somewhere further into Queens and live with her on-again off-again boyfriend. Sigh.

Upside: I now own a proper yoga mat that's a pretty grass green color of which I firmly approve, and my toes are freshly painted. Yay.

Anyway, moving on: this tiny little manip was made a couple of months ago for cottontail's fic, A Leopard's Tale. You should all go read that first, tell cottontail how awesome it is, and then come look at this. Yes. :D

( Rodney meets Rico. )

Point the first: someone stop me from eating this ice cream.

Point the second: the kamasutrathon and all of its many wonders and joys end tomorrow night, folks! Julie and I are probably going to be sliding in at the last minute because that is how we roll; it's our party and we'll cry "It's not midnight yet!" if we want to. But since the conception of our idea, it's sort of morphed into a Track AU snippet, and the alteration of the pic I did for it won't be exactly accurate due to some, er, details, so I figure I'll just throw it out there as a little extra incentive for anyone who's still undecided about participating.

( Extraordinarily NWS )

Point the third: please tell me I'm not imagining that Sound of Music AU. I distinctly remember reading something with that flavor, but it's possible I hallucinated it; if I did, why have you forsaken me, fandom? I had confidence in sunshine, I had confidence in rain, I had confidence that spring would come again, besides which you see I had confidence in peen.

When I'm feeling crappy, I like to imagine John and Rodney being completely mad for each other in various times and places. Incidentally, I also like to play around in photoshop. Stock from veer and google image search.


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"Butting in here to say: yes! Yes he is Oscar the Grouch! Also, back in the beginning of the series, in Hot Zone, we saw Rodney as chief scientist being brisk and a little grouchy, but completely sincere in congratulating his underlings and telling them they did well. I think that's something people forget about Rodney - he's completely stunted when it comes to appreciating people, but he's always sincere when he manages it, and every time something happens to one of His People, you can see how much it affects him. He's sort of like a really disgruntled sheep herder who constantly complains about how smelly and annoying and inconvenient his sheep are, but will fight off wolves to protect them."

- Me, on whether or not Rodney is a nice guy

There was going to be an accompanying drabble, but I started laughing and couldn't stop. Aliens are stealing Rodney's sheep! No one believes him! Except, of course, for the handsome, eccentrically-haired cop with a shady past who's assigned to Rodney's case. Cue sex in the back of a pick up truck during a stake out! (Someone who is not me clearly needs to write this.)

Dear Flist,

Do you ever feel like the internet is reading your mind? It's one thing to have iTunes queuing up the exact songs you want to listen to, but talking about Cary Grant in an IM window and then finding North by Northwest suddenly on your flist? Suspicious. Speaking of Cary Grant, here is his body with John Sheppard's head on it. Yay!


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