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Last night ended up seeing PotC:DMC with the Da, my second viewing, his first. It did interfere with laundry night which was upsetting (the schedule is everything, the schedule is all) and we got back rather late *yawns* but it was fun to see it again. The Da got a big kick out of the water wheel sword-fight and I came to the alarming conclusion that I, somehow, do not lust after Johnny Depp. I appreciate his talent and all of that but physically he doesn't do much for me. Apparently I'm all about Norrington which is ... you know, I'm not sure what that is except that it is. Huh.

Anyhoo, fun movie and philistines (like the Big Lug) who can't appreciate a good fun movie for what it is need to stop being such spoilsports. *sticks out tongue in little brother's general direction*

Was looking over some of my old stories yesterday. It was interesting to see an upward quality progression from earlier to later and gives me hope that I will only continue to improve. Great strides were made when I overcame the editing hurdle and was able to go back to a story and give it another go over. I was so neurotic at first, I had to get it written and get it out there or else I'd never post it. I also noticed that the stories that are the hardest for me to write are also among the best I've ever written. Huh.

The Baylor Sister called last night and went on and on about Sam & Dean and it was very surreal because she's never seen an episode of the show. OMG, I've created a monster! It would be really funny if the NSC were tapping my phone because they would hear the most bizarre conversations and the poor agent would be so confused. Speaking of Winchesters, why has no one written the 'Sam and Dean as pirates' story yet? Come on, it's just begging to be written.

Yum, pistachios.

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I'm feeling spammy today. It's probably the heat. The office is still sweltering with no signs that the stuffiness will dissipate. There are a few things I could be doing but they involve actually moving which will only make me sweat more.

The stories for spn_50states are going up and they are, on average, of amazingly high quality. It's a great overview of the high level of fic in the fandom. Ever since I heard about the challenge I've been thinking about what I would've written, if I had signed up. Would I have written a UP story? Or maybe a U-Michigan one? Would I have talked about my hometown or about the wooded north? Would it have been cold and bleak and February or hot and humid and August? Maybe I would've talked about a haunted lighthouse or the dogmen folktale that I heard about one Halloween. And that's not even talking into account the desperation of people in places like Saginaw and Flint and what a power mad Kwame Kilpatrick could get up to in Detroit. I drive by an abandoned auto plant on my way to work everyday and the more I pass it the more haunted it looks.

Wow, it's a good thing I never signed up because I never would've finished by the deadline. Maybe I'll just let the ideas percolate and see what comes, in the future.

I did find a funny site that relates, WeirdMichigan.com. There's stuff on there that I've never even heard of, including tales of Great Lakes pirates. Oh my giddy aunt.

I'm too hot and cranky to finish the meta that I've been trying to write all afternoon so I'll just say that it's awfully strange that for all of the million and one depictions of family that I've seen on my TV screen the one that comes the closest to representing my personal experience with family is the one that, on the surface, doesn't look like much more then a teen horror movie gone serial.

The AC guys were just in here and apparently the reason the office is so hot is because the air it's pulling in from outside is 117F and the unit just can't keep up. Son of a bitch, I wanna go.