Because we’ve all been living in the world of post con depression and leaking noses (or is that just me?) you might have missed the return of the Episode III Set Diaries, this time from reshoots in London. The webcam is up, too, with several choice Obi-Wan shots for Wantons.
I’ll admit it – anime/manga fandom kinda freaks me out. So I can’t say I’m surprised that fan label ‘Otaku’ is more or less Japanese for maniac – or, with a quick logical jump, scary fanboy.
Yeah. I don’t get it.
The trailer for Farscape: The Peacekeeper Wars is up. We’ll have to get a fan up in here to make sense of it – all I can do is wonder if anyone on the show wasn’t pregnant.
Disappear from the world for a few days and folks go springing rumors on you.
The word from a mole supposedly at ILM was that staff were asked to sign non-disclosure agreements regarding sequels to the Star Wars movies. (Remember what sequels are? It seems so long since someone has continued a story, instead of going back.)
Lucasfilm says this is not so.
It’s probably just best to sit back and relax. Let’s see Episode 3, first!
These were compiled by Jennifer (Imperial Girl) but were sent to me for posting. Enjoy, bitches!
“The boys are playing with each other in the suite.” (Caitlin explaining where Rogue is.)
“Aw, pretty man fall down!” (Paula, watching a Romanian gymnast)
“The Chinese guy fell, so that’s okay. Stupid China.” (Caitlin on sportsmanship.)
“You all missed it. I got Dunc’s cherry.” (James on the visit to Steak N Shake)
“A lot of people have gotten Dunc’s cherry already.” (Paula’s rejoinder.)
“Yeah, he shouldn’t open his mouth. He should just stand there and be pretty.” (Caitlin on gold-medal gymnast Paul Hamm.)
“It’s like talking to PG. I don’t understand anything.” (Kelly on the jargon in James’s story.)
“Slashing action!” (Someone at marketing wasn’t thinking . . . )
“Die, adverb, die!” (Jennifer at the writer’s workshop.)
“I can flounce, too, if it’ll really disturb people.” (Aaron on swinging and flouncing.)
“Evil bears!” (Or, the official explanation for why Ani’s Tusken Raider pogrom is really okay.)
“So what does that make Alderaan? Evil chinchillas?” (Aaron’s logical follow-up question.)
“I bet Jesus wouldn’t have killed me with a lei!” (Luci on being killed by Kim.)
“Strip ’em down! Dress ’em up! Viiiiii-nyl!” (Team Vinyl!)
“Vegetarian spank inferno! Spank spank spank spank!” (Team Vegetarian Spank Inferno)
“That’s all right, that’s okay, we’re gonna kill you all someday!” (Team Luser)
“Faster! More intense! Faster! More Intense!” (The second-most hard-to-explain-to-mundanes picnic chant)
“Toss the dwarf!” (The first most hard to explain . . .)
“Stupid Machiavelli.” (Caitlin. Don’t ask.)
“The bitch needed to leave.” (Jennifer on Selinthia.)
“Evil ferrets, evil pandas, evil koalas, evil muskrats. . .” (More logical follow-up.)
“‘Okay, here he is with handcuffs and a mermaid.'” (Quoting the ex-member. Those of us who didn’t know her don’t want to know.)
“Harry got laid on in the back seat.” (Missi on why her cake got damaged.)
“The worst Mary Sues are in there to boink your favorite character.” (Jennifer on fanfic.)
“I want to change my name to Leia Amidala Organa Skywalker.” (Luci)
“I’ll bet she didn’t know who Machiavelli was.” (Aaron)
“See this ring? That means I went to MIT. That means I’m smart.” (Caitlin to random fanboy on Machiavelli.)
“I feel like we’re on Cheers.” (Caitlin on the Sunday suite.)
“I’m sure that’s what everybody thought after they read the book…” (Rogue on naming children after Legolas, ‘still the prettiest.’)
“In retrospect: not our best decision.” (On our discovery that lighting fifty or so sparklers in an enclosed picnic pavilion on a rainy day was not the best idea.)
“Beth leid many people.” (Beth insisted this be included.)
“Now I’m officially a pretentious merlot-sipping black-and-silver-ankh-wearing Goth chick.” (Jennifer after the wine was broken out on Sunday.)
“I think ‘bitch’ is the official word of the con. Has anyone not been called a bitch?”
“The sky is blue, the grass is green, Darth Vader is Luke’s father!” (Dunc on the facts of life for the post-ESB generation.)
“Spider-Man has BOOBS?” (Dunc with a hearing problem.)
“BOOTS, Dunc, BOOTS!” (Eliz clairifying.)
“A romantic drama with flesh-eating zombies. Or Romeo and Juliet meets Night of the Living Dead.” (Aaron on his movie.)
“Not that they cared. I could have said ‘this is Eva Braun here’ and they wouldn’t have noticed.” (Beth on her impersonation of Mary Franklin for the benefit of the Hyatt staff. But it did get our garbage picked up.)
“If you’re not part of the solution, you’re a Club Jader.” (Tim pretty much sums it up.)
“I’m sorry, I thought he said ‘incest’.” (Beth watching the Musical Edition.)
“Yay, none of my Imperials are naked!” (Caitlin again.)
“Vader was a chick?”
“No, he just has long hair.” (Rogue clarifying a fine point of the musical.)
“Okay, I was in school for four years, what was I doing?” (Dunc explaining her mad icon skillz.)
“Why can’t you just . . . farm them out of kennels or whatever it is you do with them?” (Jennifer explaining why she’ll never be a parent.)
“Oh, go to Flint!” (Jennifer and Dunc to merging idiot on I-75 south of Detroit.)
And of course:
“There’s no crying at GenCon!”
Coupling Quotes (we didn’t say them, but they’re still funny):
“I’m angry, making sense gets in the way!”
“Every morning I wake up glad I’m not you.”
“I’m a perverted moth, and you’re on fire.”
“Baaa. Baaa. Baaaa!”
“Vegetarian Spank Inferno!”
Many of us have seen the comparatively recent plush shoggoths and other cuddly companions for our favorite squid-headed elder god. Now other people are getting into the act:
They’re so cuuuute…
We’re hanging out in the suite wasting time now. I swear we just started… Damn. I’m gonna miss everyone. Even PG.
I’m not going to IMAX Spider-Man either. Bitch is whiny enough in 2D; I don’t think I could restrain myself enough to see it with actual fans. The snark must flow.
Missi is coming soon to take my monitor, so this may be the last entry from the suite. Sorry we never got the camera up. :( Maybe next year.
This is the “so glad I stayed an extra day” day. Beng able to spread out the post-con depression will help. I was putting *way* too many eggs in one basket this year, depending on GenCon to help rid me of most of my stress. But it worked!
Note to self: do it this way all the time.
Okay, so there are tiny dice everywhere! I think they’re multiplying!
And is it really bad that I can’t type and I can’t be hung over from alcohol because I didn’t really drink last night?
I think I’m glad that I don’t have to leave today, because I’m not sure I could find the airport to find my flight. Driving is better. (Provided Drunc isn’t hung over tomorrow when she has to drive us home.)
Not going to see Spider-Man in Imax. And I am not the only person who gets vertigo and motion sickness from Imax! Yay! I guess we’re getting a suite key–maybe we can watch the DVDs with the pretty men in them again….
It is Saturday night, well, Sunday morning here in the suite. The alcohol is almost gone and it seems no matter how random the leftovers, Jessa can create the most brilliant drinks. Or at least tasty, I’ll be honest here- I’m lit enough that as long as it tastes good and has alcohol, I’ll consume it. Better put to use than down the drain eh? There’s been random singing. The conversation still flows and the laughs don’t end.
Seriously, there is simply nothing better than the last night we’re all together at JadeCon.