More than 50% of the entries are public, and as for the others:
Joan Crawford is the gatekeeper! And she's TOUGH!
This is one of the best unintentionally funny house listings I have ever read. Better still, the real estate agent has written captions that seem to be from another planet. "If you clear out all of the dead bodies and clean the blood, you'll enjoy a beautiful view!"
Seriously, you have to check this out. In the meantime, here are some pictures to whet your appetite.
Yes, that is a mannequin in a guard's uniform at the gate.
"This study has a great view of the patio and the pool. The hardwoods are amazing, and all of the book shelves would be hard to fill for most folks" NOT FOR THESE GUYS!
However, sometimes the comments are so lovely they have brought me to tears. So I'm posting a few. Feel free to skip. There's also a bunch on fanfiction.net.
Don't worry about not understanding what they're about.
ETA: If there seems to be a paucity of House stories, it's because all of the post-ep fics are in one place, and I removed "The Princess And The Peeved" from both sites.
( Stroking my ego )
1) Our TV broke - getting a new one cost almost $400.
2) I discovered Fletcher has been peeing on a corner of a large rug. We were going to get rid of it anyway, but JEEZ. My dog walker came over, helped me roll it up and put in the room by the freight elevator. The building guys are going to be so disgusted.
3) Jeff was informed at 1 pm Friday that his office would be moving to 64th Street over the weekend
4) Cleo is going to have to boarded (at $63 a night!) at the vet's because of her continuing medical problems. They're not dire, but we'll be in Dallas Wed-Sun and we can't leave her that long. The bill for the last visit was so large we almost maxed out our low-balance credit card.
5) We got a notice from New York State tax folks that we're getting audit. Apparently this is something they do at random, and we've been picked this year.
6) Speaking of my building guys, I asked one of them if I could leave my TV by the freight elevator. Then I cracked, "I'd like to toss it out the window and watch it smash on the sidewalk". Big mistake: there were a lot of people in the lobby. As I walked toward the elevator, I heard a guy say, "What was that?"
7) We're both being bombarded with "restricted" calls on our cells. According to our service provider, we'd have to pay an additional $10/mo to have them blocked. Grrrr
8) I want to watch "Okja" on Netflix. It comes out today. We don't have Netflix and can't afford it.
9) Time for another round of cancer doctors' appointments. Bleagh.
Characters, Pairing: Hank, Manny
Word Count: 2641
Summary: Winter is coming. It's time for Hank and Manny to leave the woods. Fortunately, Hank has picked an empty beach house, with a special surprise for Manny.
Hank And Manny's Excellent Adventure, Part One
Five years after its series finale, the family behind what was once the most popular show in the world share their adoration for Hugh Laurie, the show’s one regret, and the storyline for the ninth season that never was.
And now we know that the lost Doris Egan episode WAS shot and discarded! Motherfuckers.
To make matters worse, we have a guy who's going to the convention staying with us for the weekend for a mini-convention on Sunday, and I just blew up in front of him. Major apologies and groveling will be called for.
art by euclase
Hess died (I didn't know her name until it was mentioned on Twitter)
Buncha hunters died
Mary was sucked into Bizarro Post-Apocalypse World along with Lucifer, where dragged-out-of-mothballs Bobby was (I think) a freedom fighter or a random trigger-happy guy.
There's a weird looking person with a creepy smile named Jack, who I guess is going to be next season's Big Bad.
I called it as far as Castiel and Crowley. Cas hasn't had a decent storyline since Season 6. Crowley, as delightful as he was, had basically nothing to do and no purpose. So I presume we're getting another "reset" as they inevitably say before the start of the next season. Oh, and next season's taking your mind off this season's thing is a crossover Scooby Doo episode. For fuck's sake.
I'm not terribly affected by any of the deaths, except Rowena, who deserved better. The show has been crawling along like a dying rabbit for several years now. The funny thing is, when I told Jeff that I wasn't going to watch Season 13, he said, "Don't you want to see what happens?"
( Warning: icky medical stuff )
My sister Tessa was here for a few days. She and her kids are traveling to Italy to establish a temporary residence so they can have dual Italian/American citizenship. I would do it but it costs thousands of dollars. Yesterday we went to the Whitney Museum, a huge museum that relocated downtown. Beautiful building, lots of excellent exhibits and some real crap. On a wall where a black artist had done paintings of his service in World War 2, hung a poem by W.H. Auden, September 1, 1939. It was written the day World War 2 broke out. It's gorgeous. taiga_13 will appreciate it. Here it is...it's hella long..
I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.
( Read more... )
Kate McKinnon at the 2016 IFC Awards
The only way to "chat", if you will, is to reblog, so the same entry gets blogged over and over again. It's very annoying. So one person opened a chat last night. I wasn't around.
This morning I have several personal messages from a more recent member. Seems the live chat went south when another member (who I've also been cultivating through email) basically said she's okay with pedophilia. When another member was grossed out, it totally went downhill. So the whole thing's fallen apart. It was only six of us at the most at any given time, mostly four.
Also, I was becoming friends with this person via email and using her as a beta for some upcoming stories.
This online shit can be so insane.
I feel so sad. As I said, it was great fun. Earlier this morning I was chuckling to myself about how Jeff and I have usually called the people I know online my "imaginary friends". This is one more time when I remember that in many cases, I don't know who I'm dealing with. Recently I've been reaching out to more friends IRL and doing more, but shit.
Now I have a ton of Paul Dano stuff and nobody to share it with. Fuck my life.
So, last night I watched the first episode of "Legion" and enjoyed it. Is it worth watching? Superhero origin stories aren't my cup of tea, but this looked mighty trippy.
Going to try to cross-post to LJ.
1) MTV Classic is showing vids from the year I got married. God, people dressed badly in the 80s!
2) The assisted living place my mom lives had a Seder last night. Jeff went to the Seder, and I had dinner with Mom. She and her tablemates all hate each other...actually more that she hates all her tablemates. We've all asked her why she doesn't move. No answer. Anyway, last night, long story short, events at her table with one of her tablemates led Mom to show me a piece of paper where she had written to this woman, "You were a real downer at lunch", along with a list. The list was terrible things the other woman had said had happened to her, including being afraid of her father killing her. My mother was beyond enraged that S had talked about it, and literally screamed in my face. "Because something happened to you at three means you need to see a psychiatrist twice a week?" etc. She wasn't addressing this to me directly, but for obvious reasons it stirred up a lot of unpleasant emotions. Not to mention that my mother screaming in my face is just unpleasant.
3) We've been doing more cool cultural events. Went to see Michael Tilson Thomas conduct the San Francisco Symphony at Carnegie Hall. We were in the cheap seats near the ceiling, but we brought binoculars. Jeff has a man crush on MTT. It was Mahler, which I don't enjoy. I wouldn't go to classical concerts if it wasn't for my husband. He brings a little class to my crass.
4) Jeff read "The Return of 'Sarah'" and thought it was very good, despite finding some of it "cringy" (the kissy stuff).
5) I'm offering The Abortionist's Daughter for 99 cents on Kindle. It seems only right during the current war on women to offer a historical perspective as well as entertainment.
6) I'm trying to work on writing various pieces. Procrastination is my co-pilot.
7) Hilson is alive and well on tumblr I'm pleased to see.
8) I've been having a Paul Dano challenge on tumblr with two other women. We're trying to post the hottest pictures we can find. Don't judge me. I'm a normal woman, I find Jared P hot, too!
( Nice wurds )
My SAM stories have been racking up a decent amount of hits on AO3. The first one, "Dancing And Singing and Farting," will crack 400 in the next day or so. Not a lot for most fanfic, but I'm very pleased. There have been a few (very few) reviews, so it was a tremendous pleasure last night when someone reviewed each fic separately, and left this on the last one: