Oh good, the Sherlock convo is entirely spent yet. I was busy and was worried I'd come back and find everything had moved on.
Oh, where I am to be found, it shall never be entirely spent. I'm trying not to be TOO "likes carrots!" about it, but, hey! When a childhood fandom gets rebooted, it's hard to stop talking about it. (I swear, it was just supposed to be a time filler while I waited for Doctor Who to come back. Now my work-at-home TV is divided between classic Who and Brett Holmes.)
Was it the Chicago Outfit or the Windy City Rollers? Both those leagues are TOUGH.
Windy City Rollers. Their defense is impressive, too, but it was their wily little jammers that just made my jaw drop. I think the final total was something like Cincy 80-ish, Chicago 160-ish. Ouch.
We lost 156-23 on Saturday. It's tough to lose by that much. Windy City Rollers were in the WFTDA National Tournament last year. They do, indeed, rock.
Argh. I have a meeting at 1 that I forgot about and don't want to go to. At least I'm wearing a dress.
Plei, talk to me about Sally! Where did she come from, is she in the books, what's her deal?
The halftime "show" was a beeramid-building contest. For reals. (Only using plastic cups instead of beer cans.)
Wait, don't the plastic cups defeat the purpose?
Plei, talk to me about Sally! Where did she come from, is she in the books, what's her deal?
Sally's deal is clearly that she's my favorite of the NSYers. CLEARLY.
Signed, Vinette Robinson + Alex Kingston = I own the Hope Springs DVDs and once spent several hours just trying to get the perfect screen cap.
The halftime "show" was a beeramid-building contest. For reals. (Only using plastic cups instead of beer cans.)
Wait, don't the plastic cups defeat the purpose?
Since the contest was in the middle of the track, I think they didn't want to get any beer on the track. That could probably wreak merry hell on skate wheels.
Amy, your poor SIL is in the running for the all time worst year ever. I hope something good turns up for her.
I don't pretend to keep up with all the variations and adaptions of Sherlock Holmes, but I have reread the originals many times and own obsessive things like the annotated volumes. I don't see any evidence that Holmes is sexually attracted to anything. His admiration of Irene Adler strikes me as purely intellectual. The relationship with Watson is that of a friendless man who finds one person he can depend on and who understands him as much as anyone can. I think Holmes sometimes holds onto Watson like a drowning man, but it's not love in any traditional sense.
The relationship with Watson is that of a friendless man who finds one person he can depend on and who understands him as much as anyone can. I think Holmes sometimes holds onto Watson like a drowning man, but it's not love in any traditional sense.
Arguably, it is in at least some sense.
"You're not hurt, Watson? For God's sake, say that you are not hurt!"
It was worth a wound -- it was worth many wounds -- to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation.
(Oh, Watson, you romantic goof, you.)