That's my best guess at why the universe is full of shit we can't use.
My best guess is that not only is it probably not about me, it's not about us. There's too much out there for me to feel that I'm important to anyone but myself, and just marginally relevant to some of the people I've interacted with so far.
ita, you are TOTALLY marginally relevant to me. I mean that from the heart.
You're the sweetest, Robin.
Somehow, the question of the relevance if mist of the universe to us (or the other way around) has reminded me of something one of the actors on 6FU said about how the show is now out there, lightyears away. Is that true if it was only ever on cable?
I don't think so...or at least comedy writers haven't made it seem that way. And they know everything.
Is that true if it was only ever on cable?
But cable is still distributed by satelite, so the transmissions to the satelite(s) are still out in space, waiting to confuse aliens.
It's just that the viewer doesn't know, back in S1, that the phlebotnum will be relevant 4 seasons later.
Joss, Tim, and all the television writers I have ever heard of (plus plenty I haven't) seem to indicate that gods may not actually be able to plan that far ahead, although some of them will claim they can.
Technically, that would mean that any and all miracles are retcons, but, because we live in the present, we won't know they're retcons until many years later.
something one of the actors on 6FU said about how the show is now out there, lightyears away.
One of the cooler/sadder Farscape moments, back in the beginning of S3 when it was still "I am soooooo lost in the galaxy, and would really like to go home now," was an episode where Crichton was looking into a broadcast receiver like a TV/radio/phone doohickey, and saw the Three Stooges. It surprised him so much he did a backwards somersault, and then he sat down and did the math and realized that he was "only" 60ish light years away from home, at most.
Thanks, tommyrot! That's a load off my mind. I was really worried that the aliens weren't getting our quality cable-only entertainment.
Bah! Important meeting, but no one's free in time. And I don't know the relevant politics well enough to know whose schedule can be stepped on.
Someone should give me a lemon square and a free hour.
I was really worried that the aliens weren't getting our quality cable-only entertainment.
The hep aliens are torrenting. In fact, Bram Cohen? Probably a space clam.