gwyn: (lost in translation lykaios)
The Earl of Sandwich Was Kind of a Dick (1154 words) by freneticfloetry
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Sleepy Hollow (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Abbie Mills, Ichabod Crane (TV)
Additional Tags: Humor, Found Family, Food Referenced In Wildly Unsanitary Contexts
Summary:

"One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well." — Virginia Woolf
 
Or: Ichabod Crane, Unlikely Foodie.


I haven't even begun to get through all the Sleepy Hollow fic in Yuletide this year, which is something I really need to get on, but this one I enjoyed thoroughly, because it hits a little kink of mine -- someone making food for someone else because it will make them happy. I'm pretty sure that's one of the major reasons I loved Big Eden. I love that of all the modern things he sees, Ichabod ends up getting hooked on cooking shows, and of course, there's a fabulous line about the TV show Hannibal that's laugh out loud funny.
gwyn: (mack daddy)
Sleepy Hollow on Monday fucking cracked me up. It's basically this horrible, cheesy, SyFy movie called Mandrake, starring my object of adoration, Max Martini. A monster made of sticks and vines and roots that bleeds and wants to kiiiiiiilllll you. (Seriously, the shit I'm willing to watch for this guy. I don't even know.)



Look out!

Although if they'd watched to the end of the movie they'd have known that an ax wouldn't solve the problem. You have to sacrifice a white person.

(And now I hear that Max is going to play the bodyguard of the sex fiend in Fifty Shades of Gray? I can't tell if he just has the worst agent in Hollywood or he has really bad taste himself. How does he go from Pacific Rim and Captain Phillips to shit like an Arnold Schwarzenegger movie and Fifty Shades? Saving Private Ryan to Mandrake? Oh Max, I love you, man, but geez. At least we'll have Crisis starting up on NBC in January. That's...something.)

In other non-Mr. Peak Capacity Fancy Cocktails related stuff, I bought myself a birthday present yesterday by getting a new iPhone. I'd considered getting a different type of phone but I'm just so very down on anything Google-related lately and I despise the way they are forcing me to create Google+ identities for anything I want to do, so in the end I went with the 5s, and they didn't have any of the "gold" ones so I was getting a silver one just cuz it was my birthday. I don't normally like gold, but I really liked the champagne color that it really is, so I was kinda disappointed. While they were setting me up, the FedEx guy came in with some boxes, which contained two gold phones, so I think my sister's amazing karma was shining down on me then.

She always had things like that happen to her; it was one of those many things where I was like, How are we twins again? Because everyone who knows me knows that if it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all. But whenever we did things together, the planets aligned or something just because I was close to her. Birds suddenly appeared, stars fell down from the sky, all the boys in town followed her around, etc. etc. I miss her so much, and not just because she had amazing luck.

I must say the phone is screamingly fast compared against my old iPhone 4. I never thought I'd be a smartphone user, and resisted for such a long time, but now I can't imagine living without one. It has a thumbprint identifier. I don't really need a security protection, because I'm the only one around my phone, so I'll probably turn it off, but it works amazingly well. The new icons sure are a joke, though. Man, as soon as Steve dies, they make terrible design decisions.
gwyn: (keith mars infinitemonkeys)
Gah, every time I vow to post more often, I fall behind. LIfe's been kicking my ass in a bad way lately, though there have been a few light moments in there, like last Friday when a bunch of us went out to dinner at a fantastic sushi place and had the most amazing meal. Good company, great food, what more could you ask for?

But now I've got a huge book that's looming over me and I really want to just write and vid. Converting my vid files for my Festivid is taking forfuckingever. For a show that didn't last long, there are entirely too many episodes. I had no idea. I used to always post a story on my birthday, and I would really like to finish what would be the third in a Hot Dads sort-of series, but I'm not sure if I'll have enough time to work on it and have it read over.

I've also been really battling the depression that settles on me this month, the whole dealing with my birthday without my sister, and now there's December and my dad's death, and everything feels very lonely. I went to see Gravity last week, and wow, I really found myself wrapped up in Ryan's pain and isolation. The way she remembered the details of her daughter's death. I don't know that I got out of the movie what other people got out of it, because I was really focused on that specific part, but I respected it a lot and I'm so glad I saw it in 3D. It truly was stunning.

I'm going to try to see Thor 2 on Thursday, even though I shouldn't since I'm already behind on this book. But I feel like I'm the last person in America to see it (at least, among people who count Thor and Loki as fandom objects of affection).

I've been watching a lot of TV. I have thoughts on many things, but I wanted to specifically mention Sleepy Hollow )

But as for Almost Human )

I guess this is the hard part of finding yourself in a movie fandom like Pacific Rim, especially where your pairing is the smallest one out there. I keep checking for new fic, but there has been nothing for Team Hot Dads that isn't also an AU, has multiple other pairings, or is a crossover with something else. I'd hoped there might be more after the DVD came out, but so far, no, and I haven't really seen a lot of vids, either. This is where movie fandom sucks -- when you only have one film to work with, and you aren't in the dominant pairing, and you don't have any friends to squee with. I never could have foreseen that PR would make me so crazed, but it has, but man does it feel lonely.

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