Firefly 4: Also, we can kill you with our brains
Discussion of the Mutant Enemy series, Firefly, the ensuing movie Serenity, and other projects in that universe. Like the other show threads, anything broadcast in the US is fine; spoilers are verboten and will be deleted if found.
I started using my dcjensen name because I was in a weird mood when I started posting on USENET, and was tired of all the less-than-forthright people using pseudonyms here and there.
Then I just used that all over the place until we landed here, and in a moment of whimsy mixed with pretentiousness I created my username with my full name. For a while I thought about changing it, but never got around to it.
Not that I'm above using aliases. I have posted as WWP here and there, and in my old BBS days posted as Robert Heinlein characters (Lazarus Long, Jubal Harshaw, etc) and a few not-so-original others.
Honestly, I use my on-line pseudonym because it's pretty much unique, whereas my real-life name is very much not.
Plus, it protects me from the axe murderers.
Mathy screennames are the bestest.
This was my primary chat name. As a single woman living alone (back when I first got online), no way in heck was I going to waltz into a chat room with my own name. I valued the chance to choose my own name, and have generally felt that this one says at least as much about me as my meatspace name. Plus I rather like the song "Windy".
Plus I rather like the song "Windy".
As do I, milady. But then you know that.
This was my first on-line community (and is still pretty much the only one besides lj), and lots of other people seemed to be using their real names, so I did the same. Of course, Jen was Jen (hi, Jen!), so I'm Jen last initial. Going back, I'd probably just pick Jennifer, though I go by Jen or Jennifer, because I didn't realize there were so many variations of Jen (well, Jennifer is one of those, but you know what I mean). And that's my story.
Of to chemo #4. Ooh, look, there's a light at the end of the tunnel!
May this session be easy, and effective, Jen.
Plus I rather like the song "Windy".
Me, too. When I was little, I used to pretend they were singing
Cindy.
Ha ha! Let us now go watch The Chris Elliott Show and remember fondly the days when "President Bush" meant "guy no one takes seriously."
Hee. I just skimmed an Op-Ed piece [link] in
The Boston Globe,
about how the pols are already romancing New Hampshire. The writer, a New Hampshire resident, ends the column with this:
I remember meeting Jimmy Carter in 1976. He stuck out his hand, said, "Hi, I'm Jimmy Carter and I'm running for president,"
"Who's he?" I asked.
"A peanut farmer from Georgia," said a passerby.
"A peanut farmer for president," I sniffed. ``Yeah, that'll be the day."
It made me smile for about a half a minute. In '76, in my elementary school, we all campaigned for candidates, and held a mock election. I was for Carter, and swayed my mom away from the Republicans. Carter won our school, by the way.
Then I remembered my own reaction when I first heard W's name floated, and how I laughed and laughed and laughed, and never thought for a moment he'd be elected, or even taken seriously.
Then I went and had more coffee, because I can.
It made me smile for about a half a minute. In '76, in my elementary school, we all campaigned for candidates, and held a mock election. I was for Carter, and swayed my mom away from the Republicans. Carter won our school, by the way.
Excellent! I don't remember the '76 election, but I do remember the '80 one. I was 7 and picked out Reagan as the next president from a sheet with all the candidates they passed out at my school because he looked like my granddad. Unfortunately, most American voters seemed to pick him for the exact same reason as a 2nd grader.
I remember watching Carter's inauguration in school (5th grade), and recall how cold he and Rosalind looked walking down the street (were they the first to dispense with the motorcade?). The 1980 debates were the first one I watched, and the 1984 election was the first one I voted in (and yes, I was suckered by Grandpa Ronnie and voted for the rat bastard). The Iran Contra hearings were the first ones I watched and a bunch of us in the campus union TV room were all shouting epithets at Ollie North.
I watched the Reagan inauguration from my kindergarten classroom. I don't remember anything about it except getting to watch television in school.
My mother reported that she wrote a letter to Jimmy Carter, after he lost in 1980, to say she was sorry he'd lost. She got back a letter from him, which was hand-written. Which, is less funny than the Bob Dole "Not doing anything for a while?" airline ads, but is considerably more heartfelt.
