he envisioned two guys in a muscle car gunning through backroads America

Ha. Kripke has this whole fantasy of masculinity going on, but he turns out not to know the details of the fantasy he's expressing. Like, I spent a little while on Google and know more about muscle cars than he does. How can you not think through your own fantasy like that? How can the car be only generalized symbol, and never brought into the specific in its own creator's mind? Even at this past summer's ComicCon, he couldn't give the specs of the car they film with. WTF, man?

Sometimes I feel like the whole show is an extended game of Quien es mas macho? and Kripke is losing. To his mostly-female audience. It's very weird.

Awesome Dean/Bela story here: [link]

This is what I want to see on screen: Dean being smarter than she is, and not wanting to want her.

As for John, I think he's a better father than even he gives himself credit for, at least in the sense that the boys turned out sane, generous, funny, and loving. You don't get that without good parenting, and it's not like they got their parenting anywhere else.

It's sort of result-oriented reasoning; I have to take the end result and then go back and nudge the canon a bit sideways (and ignore Authorial Intent) in order to make it work.

SuziQ, I'll spare you the whole discussion, but my Great John Winchester Defense Post is here: [link]

There's a lot of good thinky discussion in the comments, as well.

It's sort of result-oriented reasoning; I have to take the end result and then go back and nudge the canon a bit sideways (and ignore Authorial Intent) in order to make it work.

See, I get this too. As I said...confuzzled. Will read your defense post.

Dear Supernatural fandom: San Francisco is not "Frisco". Nor is it a big deal to get from Palo Alto into the city.

Yours, me.

Unfortunately "Frisco" is not just a fandom thing. I keep trying to break my Florida relatives of using it.

And S2....OMG....much love.

Nor is it a big deal to get from Palo Alto into the city.

Well, there are all those beaches in the way.

Heh.

Well, there are all those beaches in the way.

Um....

I seem to recall a certain amount of traffic. ...Actually, have you ever noticed that the Winchesters never get caught in traffic? I mean, they go to big cities, and yet, they never ever sit in traffic spitballing. Why?

In other news, I opened up this past week's New Yorker supplement (called Movies Rock ) and flipped through it desultorily and came across a series of ads, the first of which was the face of some dark-haired callow-looking (and frankly, generic-looking) young fellow who was oddly familiar. Luckily, his name was printed directly below, because it took me a minute to recognize Jeffrey Dean Morgan (promoting that new movie of his). Because they had erased all his wrinkles and made him look 25. It was very.... weird.

Erased all his wrinkles! Scary plastic face! (Ironically, he is sitting in an old black car with his hand on the steering wheel, wearing a dark leather jacket and braided bracelets and a prominent silver ring, so it's even weirder, in symbolism terms.) How do actors' moms not freak out all the time ?

Ironically, he is sitting in an old black car with his hand on the steering wheel, wearing a dark leather jacket and braided bracelets and a prominent silver ring, so it's even weirder, in symbolism terms.

Okay, that's just weird. JDM as Dean!

I bet one of the JDM communities has scans!