bits and bobs
Jul. 29th, 2008 06:20 pmAs part of the Dr. Who methadone program*, I watched my very first episode of Red Dwarf the other day. [Honestly, I wasn't that enthused. But I have an oddly unticklish sense of humour. I also don't get the Monty Python thing, which I concede to be blasphemous. I'm not proud of it or anything. They just don't make me laugh.] However, when watching a multi-fandom vid, I noticed that it a) included Red Dwarf, and b) had the two guys kissing. Wow. Slash everywhere, omg.
Screw you, British Empire for being such freaking wimps. If you hadn't lamed out, we could ALL BE BRITISH. And enjoy the beautiful, beautiful spectacle of boys kissing in every single available medium. Instead you were all, oh noes! My tea! My taxes! Hippies on salt-walks! Minutemen! [Talk about an unscary moniker there] Come on. You should be ashamed. White man's burden, my ass.**
In other news, I seem to have got a job. So there will be a new College Which Must Not Be Named come September. I'm teaching kidlit @ Hunter on Mondays & Thursdays. While I was there for the interview (the speediest, most railroad-y interview of my life; they had me filling out my paperwork so fast I thought my head would spin off!), I ran into in rapid succession:
jlh,
sykii [*waves* Hi guys!], another friend of mine from the grad center, and another woman I went to high school with, whom I cordially loathed***. Any omen interpreters on deck? Sybilline oracles? Anyone? Bueller? What does it all mean???
*Netflix queue now includes things which are British, include time travel, or are about death. Like methadone, ultimately unsatisfying.
** I'm kidding. Mostly.
*** I really mean both the "cordial" and the "loathing". It was the friendliest non-liking I've ever had the pleasure of experiencing. We were both equally close friends with one other girl, so spent any number of drunken evenings having civilised conversation about how much we despised each other. With my kinks, I can only be surprised that it didn't blossom into romance.
Screw you, British Empire for being such freaking wimps. If you hadn't lamed out, we could ALL BE BRITISH. And enjoy the beautiful, beautiful spectacle of boys kissing in every single available medium. Instead you were all, oh noes! My tea! My taxes! Hippies on salt-walks! Minutemen! [Talk about an unscary moniker there] Come on. You should be ashamed. White man's burden, my ass.**
In other news, I seem to have got a job. So there will be a new College Which Must Not Be Named come September. I'm teaching kidlit @ Hunter on Mondays & Thursdays. While I was there for the interview (the speediest, most railroad-y interview of my life; they had me filling out my paperwork so fast I thought my head would spin off!), I ran into in rapid succession:
*Netflix queue now includes things which are British, include time travel, or are about death. Like methadone, ultimately unsatisfying.
** I'm kidding. Mostly.
*** I really mean both the "cordial" and the "loathing". It was the friendliest non-liking I've ever had the pleasure of experiencing. We were both equally close friends with one other girl, so spent any number of drunken evenings having civilised conversation about how much we despised each other. With my kinks, I can only be surprised that it didn't blossom into romance.
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Date: 2008-12-28 06:26 am (UTC)Red Dwarf was something I watched years ago, but I recall finding it pretty funny, mostly. You're right about boy kissing. There's TONS of it all over British TV from YEARS back. It's a public schoolboy thing I think.
I am starting a (sometimes not) very quiet British invasion in Michigan aka one of the flyover states / conservative mid west. It usually involves my filthy sense of humour and youtube links and dragging the Bunko gang to nightclubs they would NEVER usually go to. That kind of thing. Then i discover that actually some of these ladies are filthy little sluts just like me. So life isn't actually too bad here.
My husband is doing the same, and he has a couple of work allies. Funny how insulted a person can be over a can of spotted dick!
I was thinking about some story ideas and I remembered a series called Sapphire and Steel which I used to love. I think you can buy it but not rent it. i am investigating it, because it was fantastic.
Why the fuck BBC America is STILL showing Monty Python I don't know. It makes me want to scream!!!!! Does Fox show I love Lucy? No!!! It's ancient and crap. There are TONS of really really funny classic comedies (some are older, but are still funny, like The Good Life, and some are newer. you'd love The Royles and One Foot In the Grave). There was a comedy called It Ain't Half Hot Mum about a troupe of entertainers posted in India during WW2 (a gay guy in it but no kissing, lots of cross dressing though), which was so bad it was good. Including the fake Indian (i swear it was boot polish on his face) and the faked Indian accents. OMG, it was cringey.
I have my contacts back home keep me up to speed. If you ever want a rec let me know. Can I friend you?
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Date: 2008-12-28 06:10 pm (UTC)Hahaha. I taught Tom Brown's School Days this year, and the kids flipped out over the whole public school institution of 'fagging'.
And yay for British invasion in Michigan. They could certainly use it, I'm sure. *grins* And as for recs, yes yes yes yes! I don't get BBC America because my cable company is evil, but the internet is a glorious thing. I think I've heard of Sapphire and Steel, but I'm not sure from where.
The fake Indian thing used to send me flying into my room in tears of humiliation when I was young (Peter Sellers in The Party was a particular terror of my childhood) but I think I'm better equipped to deal with it now. After you've seen a few Bollywood films, there's nowhere left to be humiliated, is there? *grins*