I know that this news likely makes you feel as sad and horrified as I do, but to leave no doubt in your mind, let me ask: how would you feel if someone did this to you? We gather here in the spirit of common interests and trust, all thrilled to have found a community of like-minded people. But to the rest of the world, our extreme interest in particular fandoms (and the reading and writing of fanfic) would seem ridiculous. "Outing" someone in fandom to his/her RL world would be like someone revealing that you play with dolls (or if you're a guy, that you have an entire electric train setup in your house/garage and that you hang around rail stations and train trestles to take pictures of engines). Not that there's anything wrong with either of those hobbies. But they, like what we do, are regarded by other people as childish and silly.
Remember that shared fandoms, regardless of how deeply we happen to participate in them, bring us joy. That joy is why most of us are here. Please, let's have the decency toward one another to make sure it stays that way.
I've been listening to some of my Christmas CDs, or trying to. The Marcy Playground "Shapeshifter" CD hasn't really caught hold with me (despite the great cover art). Many of the songs remind me of things on "MP3" (the third album), but they don't hang together as well as in that final version. I'll give it a few more tries, but then I'm back to albums 1 and 3.
For years, the most ecclectic CD in my collection has been "Odelay". I'll run across something on my iPod and think, "This is bizarre... in an interesting way. Must be Beck." And 9/10 times, it is. I asked for "Modern Guilt" for Xmas, and I'm enjoying it so much that I haven't moved on to any other CDs. It's less alternative than "Odelay," but all the tunes are very catchy and with just that touch of weird. "Gamma Ray" is a happy-idiot song that sticks with you for days. The title track is smooth and persistent. But the most interesting song is probably "Walls," which includes a thrashy drum sound and runs a Peking Opera style backdrop behind the pop-music melody. Utterly irresistible.
Yesterday, I listened to Best Of The Animals (one of HSH's Xmas gifts). Very heavy blues influence in most of these songs (including, obviously, "House Of The Rising Sun"). There were also several familiar offerings I hadn't realized were by this group. For "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood," though, I'll never stop wondering why they didn't re-record in the studio until everyone could sing in tune. God, the pain never dies.
Still waiting to check out Temple Of The Dog and the Incubus album I got with Pepsi Points. Stay tuned...
Finally, on tonight's mostly "Yay" episode of SPN: Barry Bostwick has an awesome guest-turn as a has-been magician, joined by John Rubinstein and Gregory House's Season 5 Private Investigator! Sadly, Ruby 2.0 also makes an appearance (same S4 meatsuit, same problems with line-delivery), and lisps her way through Dire Warnings of Doom And Gloom, seriously undercutting her message. :(
Also, anvils are brought out and paraded around the room several times, and then (as colleenish so wonderfully put it) Sam somehow manages to take hold of the wrong end of the anvil. WTF?
But in the meantime, both brothers are equally involved in this episode for a change. Dean gets spectacularly pranked, Barry chews scenery in an orange satin shirt, and Sam deals with the acute embarrassment of having someone see through his cover (how I've missed you, sheepish-Sam!).
And, to judge from his facial expressions, Dean was either forever traumatized by the sacrificial bunny in last season's "Malleus Maleficarum" or he has some long-standing rabbit issues that we have yet to discover. :0
ETA (because I am all about the randomness tonight): I see that the Magnificent Bastard has found a home on "Numb3rs" now. I mostly don't watch that show because I have issues with both Rob Morrow and the excruciating levels of math-voodoo-fakery, but still—Magnificent Bastard! He's back!