Dawn ,'Storyteller'
[NAFDA]. This is where we talk about the CW series Supernatural! Anything that's aired in the US (including promos) is fair game. No spoilers though -- if you post one by accident, an admin will delete it.
Bev, one of my friends got me into them while I was in Peace Corps. I think I've read almost all of them... I own The Deep Blue Goodbye and The Dreadful Lemon Sky.
What a fascinating mix of adventure, violence, environmentalism, anti-establishment, and a whole lot of "girls" bedded, respected and yet on pedestals.
MacDonald was an unpleasant companion, from what I've heard. But he had a heart that encompassed the entire globe and every species on it. He wrote a nonfiction book called The House Guests about his family's dogs, cats, a pet goose, and random wildlife around his homes. His observer's eye was as sharp picking up personality traits and interaction in the animals as he was in human interactions. I don't just miss Travis and Meyer, I miss MacDonald.
Cute news: Supernatural was the $1,000 clue in a category called The CW on today Jeopardy!, which was part of the Teen Tournament. Wound up being the very last clue of the round, too.
Yay!
Do you remember how they described it to get the question, "What is Supernatural?"
Something like "Two brothers have to fight vampires, [something], evil clowns (seriously!) on this ... [blah de blah]." So cool.
That is hilarious that they included the evil clowns.
Okay, this is only funny in the word form because when I see clowns, I believe the evil. Everybody doesn't love a clown.
when I see clowns, I believe the evil
Heh.
Okay, this is only funny in the word form because when I see clowns, I believe the evil. Everybody doesn't love a clown.
My friend who is seriously phobic of clowns nearly wrecked her car when she saw a clown in full regalia on his way to a gig driving down the freeway in the car next to her.
My grandfather had numerous small oil paintings of clowns in the room where I slept when visiting, and they were creeeeepeeeee, so I have much bad associations with clowns (staring at me in the sulpher-orange glow of the streetlights blazing like hellfire through the windows...) that have nothing to do with horror movies or Friday night creep shows.
Oh my God. That visual image Juliebird.
There was a local amusement park that had a player piano being "played" by a statue of a clown. My parents would drag me there when I was little and I would start screaming the minute I could see the horrible creature. Until about 5 years ago, I had never heard of anyone else seriously being freaked out by them. Except for Stephen King and "IT" which was just wrong of him to write.