Oh, nothing, just talking shop with a couple people. What no one saw was me sprinting for cover when it all started so I wouldn't wind up getting massacred, you know, bcuz werewolves n stuff. Hey, some of you Lexx fans tell me you want to keep it culty, well, you sit in dark little underground rooms on the webs, you miss the fun.
That convo clicks to source. What no one saw after it was all over was what keeps me humble, like nearly dropping an entire pork roast on the floor lifting it out of the crockpot, barely catching it during epic facepalm, and then having to clean up all the greasy orange splash that radiated out beyond the edge of the counter onto the floor, and yes, I had to thoroughly wipe down even the cord. Crockpots don't save cleanup pour moi because the Klutz is strong with me. A person I used to run with on twitter would epic facepalm because he crockpots a LOT and uses those special crockpot liner bags so there's no messy cleanup, and I actually bought some and didn't even think to use them. A liner bag wouldn't have stopped the drop-catch-and-splash, but it would've saved me from having to follow up with lifting out the crockpot and washing it. Actually, a bag would have let me lift the entire thing over to a bowl to set in the fridge... +_+ I'm so dumb.
So I found out the guy who put God knows how many hours into this thing got banned. I can't even imagine being stupid enough to get banned from a project this big. I've gone through stacks and stacks of torches trying to light the place up a little, and it's so huge I keep getting turned around and lost.
I've decided that since he's been gone this long and it's barely been griefed at all, I'm not going to worry about trying to claim it for preservation. I've gotten so many screen shots that the awesomeness is preserved anyway, and the only reason I'd want to save a spot in there somewhere is so I don't have to fly 2 days and nights just to get there, but even that really isn't a big deal.
You guys know somewhere on the planet there are webmasters who get to yap with Benedict once in awhile... If Ellen EVER winds up in a movie with him I'll die. Let's plug those two into the Oracle of Bacon.
Hey, I can do this all day.
Except the day is about over and already past my bedtime.
There is no aspie in #TimeTeam. That's a bad multilayered pun/joke that is more awkward than punny. Older fandom Lexx fans who check on Pinky blog can probably appreciate how delicate fandom politics are around being privately asked by an actor to unofficially jump into a public funding campaign push only days after another actor privately made sure I'm minding my P&Qs because one little fan (who has been super pushing me to get more all over an even different actor) got excited and said the wrong thing at the wrong time to the wrong actor and I watched an entire fandom do the *hush*stepback thing and suddenly numbers dropped off.
I'm a sore thumb in a worldwide fandom. Point blank. I love all you guys and all the things, and the past is the past, but that doesn't mean I can waltz back in and 'take over'. We all know that. I especially know that, not because I 'learned a lesson' (let us not misconstrue again), but because I have learned respect. I've mentioned my long experience in and out of fandoms.
Fandoms are like college parties, very territorial, sometimes irrational, but mostly loads of cute and sparkly and ready for FUN. When fandoms grow big enough to sweep the actors along with their own tides, it gets amusing, like how Benedict fandoms are such a huge deal (way bigger than the Johnny Depp fandom now). There is nothing on God's green earth that any entertainment production involving Benedict can do about it except be ready for damage control and interface as kindly as possible, because every person standing in the fandom spotlight between the fans and Benedict becomes a permanent part of the wild and crazy world fame thing whether they want it or not. TV interviewers have learned to capitalize on this, of course. Worldwide fandoms are bread and butter, gravy, and icing all at once, instantly spiking ratings, selling out tickets, and hoarding merch.
I'm a fansite owner in a much tinier world fandom that doesn't have this kind of collective power, so what power does arise becomes very political, and people get eaten. That's the law of fandoms, very Amazonian tribal kind of stuff, hafta make the proper sacrifices and appropriate gifts and homages so heads won't wind up on sticks kind of thing. It's common, and even kind of cute when you look at it like a sociologist studying group interaction on the webs. Makes for fascinating soap opera-y entertainment when things get boring.
TTIR isn't my OTP, although I really want to see it become a thing because it sounds like an awesome show. I am not staff or spokesperson, just a fan floating around several fandoms while I work on my own stuff. It's not really my place to jump in as cheerleader rallying troops after the kind of debacle I've already been in blowing up around me innocently doing that. My place now is Pinky. Which, very surprisingly, has blown ALL my other stuff away 3X over just in the last 3 months. For me, that's a really good sign. It means when aspienado touches down and starts blowing the world around, I might actually get a pretty good wind going. The last thing I need or want is Pinky getting all tangled up in other people's stuff. So the best I can do, I think, is just simply ask if there is something specific I can do that is helpful and use the KISS method. (Keep it simple...)
I'm understanding lately why there are demarcation lines and rigid control regimes in fandoms. All it takes is one person misunderstanding something from one other person (regardless of motivation) and saying something inappropriate that freaks people out. The definition of inappropriate is an actor telling a fan to tell another fan on a public timeline that they're full of shit without having a clue of what's really going on, what really went on in the past, and what is really going on in the future. You guys need to understand that social media making it easier to contact 'famous' people and the giddiness of being interacted with isn't the end-all beat-all of fandom. If that's all it takes to spoil someone else's attempts to leverage fandom loyalty into new product and merch because fans become afraid to stand out or speak up because boats keep rocking, then it's really not my place to play cheerleader and push a collection plate for a campaign.
What I am saying is I want to see my favorite actors keep making new things and I'm not afraid of people thinking I'm ridiculous when misunderstandings erupt. Because I ~am~ ridiculous. I'm super aspie Pinky blogging about world fandoms, watching a Lexx post go viral in a country with Sharia law, getting more personal click outs on a dormant FB page than Lexx does collectively, and hefting more actual klout than ALL of the Lexx actors put together. Sorry, that's just the way it is.
So here's the deal. You want to see a really cool time travel TV series? Would you like to actually help production meet some goals? (I've already talked about a few things that go into production challenges.) We're living in a new age of more real time interaction between actors and fans on social media, and the world is flipping toward viewers having more control over the content they want to see in entertainment by investing personally and getting in on the behind the scenes action in real time. So let's say you're an Ellen Dubin fan, or a Cas Anvar fan, or a Sebastian Spence fan (etc), you can actually be part of their real lives and their real jobs in real time simply by following them on social media and becoming part of the #TimeTeam. You don't have to take sides retweeting Pinky on twitter and facebook, you don't have to show up around ME at all and risk being mistaken for supporting me when you're really supporting 'Giggy', right?
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In the event I ever appear stuck-up, I have saved this convo for posterity. Campy is unaware I've been following her around social media for years and will probably remain unaware of the mention here, the irony of which amuses me. I am a lurker deluxe. If you don't care, don't click it. Unless you're a Lexx fan. This is one of the most unusual Lexx actor updates I've ever seen or even been part of.
In this week's Fun With Phones, my Droid threw a fit and ate Google Play Services like the Smoke Monster in Lost, so no more youtube on my phone. I get to revert back to sliding little cards in and out of my phone and laptop to get home vids loaded up, whee. Since I'm seeing other users freaking out in comments as reinstalls keep epic failing (as is mine), I assume this is another push for us lazy penny pinchers to UPGRADE OUR PHONES! >=l All they hafta do is strangle our old phones out, and I'm nearly there. My plan was up six months ago, and I've slowly been losing app capabilities (capp-abilities?) and suffering the indignation of outright noncompliance from a phone that used to let me rule the world. I'm this close to holding it over a toilet and threatening it with cruel dismemberment if it doesn't straighten up.
Me vs my phone irl.
OH, here we go, THIS.
:edit: During #LateNightMovie in chat I got bored and dinked around and accidentally reset to factory default, my youtube is back, yay!!!! I need celebratory muzak, hang on. (I've never ever used factory default, this is kind of amusing.)
:edit again: Had. A. Blast. in #LateNightMovie, bad carrot jokes all over the place, it was awesome. You had to be there, and it helped to be a Lexx fan. Click for convo thread, no answer yet but it was worth a shot.
Aaaaaand then back to a brain cleanser. I'm sorry, I'm just really needing it tonight, going a little OCD over the whole phone thing.
Just added to my rotating wallpapers. Click for gigantic. Even if photobucket still readjusts it to fit your page load screen, it should download huge.
So, yesterday felt pretty good, huh? 490 views in the first 18 hours. Gonna miss that weekly rush for the next six months, but maybe I'll get the book finished now, duh.
For those I haven't gotten around to corrupting yet, Jeffrey Hirschfield was a huge part of Lexx as one of the main writers, 790's voice, and other odd character parts here and there, and many more projects since.
And my insomnia is coming in so handy, 2 a.m. link queen at your service, my pleasure, and I hope it helps.
Meanwhile, real life yesterday, no one saw me deep cleaning bathrooms, patching up a feisty neighbor who looked like the zombies got into her rocky slope-side garden (I wanna be that wild and crazy when I'm her age), texting with Batman's mama about the bloody eyeball (doctor said seasonal allergies and sleep-scratching, will take a month to heal), and trying to keep up with the usual making dinner kind of stuff. Today is town stuff, so I had to get as much done as I could yesterday. My whole week is going to be like this, 100 mph and many things getting done. There will be very little of this kind of stuff.
Meanwhile meanwhile, I think this is one of the coolest new TV show ideas I've ever seen. I really hope these guys can pull it off.
