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I had a dream last night and this morning that was pretty weird. I went to a night club and in one of the back rooms there was less music and more people, and my best friend's husband was there (for some reason, the proud new owner of a 10" tall pet mermaid), and he was the only person I knew. But as I was floating around the room, I started talking to this guy who, it turns out, was Keith Olbermann of MSNBC News! And there were all other news and tv production people there, though I don't remember other names or faces

A group of us watched a commercial (or read the script for a commercial, I'm not sure) that Keith Olbermann was producing. Some generic product. For some reason my friend, who IRL is an engineer for a water management company, was fed the commercial job by Olbermann and was in charge of it as head of Art Direction. This is funny because he's an engineer. But when I saw the commercial there was a bit in it that was sexist and insulting to women. I was naturally upset about this, so I started telling my woes to the guy standing next to me--who mid-way into my rant told me he was Keith Olbermann and was producing the commercial. Mind you, he only sort of looked like Olbermann. He looked more like Olbermann at age 30, and I wasn't entirely convinced it was him. I actually pulled over my friend and point-blank asked "Can you identify the person standing beside me?"

My friend said, "Yeah, that's Keith Olbermann," and I was convinced enough for the dream. So I rambled on to him about my problems with his still-in-production commercial, and he wanted me to list them (he was very sincere), but we didn't have any paper. So he handed me his phone: a sort of hybrid that looked like an iPhone but had a keyboard like a Blackberry. He told me to type my review/thoughts onto that. I was having trouble concentrating, almost like I was drunk except I wasn't, so he left the phone with me at the table and went back to wandering around the room socializing.

I spent a while typing my opinion of the exact errors structurally and in terms of script and why the whole thing offended me, which took a while because, as I said, my head was pretty fuzzy. But eventually I was done, and I realized I had lost Keith Olbermann.

Then I realized, aloud, "I have Keith Olbermann's phone."

I had Keith Olbermann's phone! He trusted me with his actual cellphone, the sweet man. And he wanted my opinion on his commercial so it wouldn't alienate female viewers.

I didn't know what to do with the thing. I felt like I was the poor couple in The Pearl who didn't know how to profit from the treasure they had, because it was too big for them to deal with. I knew that a more exciting person, like Veronica Mars, would be snooping around in it, looking up phone numbers of famous people and matching call dates to deduce secret information. Not being a teen sleuth or espionage master, I just stood in the room full of people, in a full body freeze panic, while a voice in my head screamed, I have Keith Olbermann's phone! I HAVE KEITH OLBERMANN'S PHONE!

Such power at my fingertips! But my biggest fear was that I wouldn't be able to find him and give it back; I suppose this means my parents raised me to have better morals than Veronica Mars. Eventually I located him in the crowd and handed him the iPhone. He thanked me graciously, promised to read my comments, and went back to his conversation, while I tried to find my friend so we could go home.

I wasn't emotionally equipped to deal with overly-trusting famous people. I don't remember what happened after that.

Super Spoilers for, like, a ton of fandoms: (Doctor Who, Farscape, Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, How I Met Your Mother, etc.)

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It's kind of funny that right now my favorite post-finale fic is about Dick. Dude, I don't even like Dick. Nobody really likes Dick, fun as he is to watch.

The way Dick Casablancas sees it, somebody has to have gotten something wrong, and that somebody sure as hell isn't him.

The other day I was in Albertsons standing at the deli counter with my iPod headphones hanging off my neck in a tell-tale manner. The 20-something guy behind the deli counter asked me what I was listening to today, remembering me (surprisingly) from a conversation we'd had at this same counter about three months ago, at which point the song on my iPod was "Doctors of Deliverance" by Crooked Fingers, which he remembered three months later because he's a big Crooked Fingers fan, apparently a rare condition.

This time I replied I was listening to the Veronica Mars soundtrack, and then sensing he was a carrier of the fandom potentiality gene, I tried pimping my show. The conversation went [very] roughly, like this:

"It's great."
"Yeah?"
"It's like....okay... think of The O.C. Only with better writing, and people die."
"What's it about?"
"Blahblahblah... and her dad's was the sherriff at one point so she goes around solving small cases and occasionally big ones. And she goes to school with rich kids of celebrities and stuff, and she gets her rich classmates to pay her wads of money to find out crap like how to blackmail their own parents."
"::laugh::"
"Anyway, there's usually a complex season-long mystery that gets solved along with the individual episode mysteries. It's pretty cool. If you know Kevin Smith movies, he loves this show. Um, that is, assuming that's a rec that has any meaning for you."
"Actually, that's pretty weighty."
"It's totally true. He has an online blog, you know, and he wrote an entire entry babbling about how much he loved it."
"Cool."
"You should watch it, trust me."
"I might."

I want to read what you guys think about episodes of my favorite shows.

So please, if you write response-posts on semi-casual basis (as little as one every three or four episodes, or as often as every episode), please sign below! I want to create filters for my flist so I can go back and read all your reactions. :D This will help because sometimes I get the episode 3 days after it aired.

Just click below for the shows you watch.

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Whao.

I mean... whoa. That has to be one of the best episodes of the season. So many things happened! There was...and the... and then... gah!

Also, my ship meter is off the charts.... for like five different ships. There's ( Read more... )

( All of a sudden, my icon feels only too appropriate. )


The good thing about watching an episode this late is that presumably there's another one on tv in two days!

The sucky part is that I missed everyone else's episode commentary.

This episode's mystery was a little too pat for me (the short time-setting was a nice choice, though), but I take it all with a wink and a smile because it made possible the final snark exchange which was so very, very worth it.

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Next up: Wallace episode! Whee!