1) how Peter DeLuise learned his scifi politics playing a genetically-engineered janitor on Seaquest. (Peter DeLuise directed, produced, and wrote various bits of Stargate SG-1 and SGA between 1999 and the end of season ten of SG-1.)
2) why some situations call for a B-Movie version of Lee Edelman.
3) the disconcerting correlations between characters who don't use contractions.
This is cleaned-up IM-discussion, meaning that it's full of playing with these topics rather than really fleshing them out.
( Dagwood! Stargate Atlantis! Genetic engineering! And other topics as well. )
And I was doing pretty well, you know? I went into the mall laden down, cut through swathes of heavily-laden shoppers, returned the Lands' End stuff, had twenty minutes before my bus so took a brief break to look at the bunnies (there's a pet store in the mall, see). And then... coming out of the pet store, I saw this. For five dollars. And yes, that is what it looks like: the cover's all Sherlock Holmes with tentacles! And so, of course, you play Sherlock Holmes. And you need to stop the secret society that is trying to raise Cthulhu.
And it is like: oh my god, they took my favorite trope in the whole wide world and made a computer game! Seriously, guys, my huge weakness is Weird Lovecraft Crossovers, of which Sherlock Holmes Does Lovecraft is pretty much number one. So I was all "no, you're not shopping!" and then... well, friends, I bought it.
I'll let you know how it goes.
And then he was recruited to work on the international space station! By NASA!
... so my question is, why isn't Larry Fleinhardt on Atlantis yet?
( Today, we went crazy )
Lamont had 52% of the vote with 98% of precincts reporting, putting him about 10,000 votes ahead, and then Lieberman conceded, where by "conceded" he apparently means "you meddling kids may have won this time, but I'm still running for Senator as an independent! So neener!" (It's a special definition.)
In other, unrelated, news, there are few things more hilarious than seeing Commander Scott Keller, on Seaquest, say "we've theorized curved-space loops and interdimensional wormholes..." when he is looking at an alien ship. This is because Commander Keller is played by Kent McCord with the exact same vocal inflections McCord uses to play Jack Crichton on Farscape. (It is also hilarious because aliens on Seaquest means waiting with baited breath to find out what Bob Ballard of the Woods Hole Oceanographic Institute can possibly say about How Real Science Influenced This Episode.)
Apparently completely serious.
An... obvious temptation? WTF?
*rolls eyes* Ah, the "God created extension cords as exemplars of the ideal human relationship" theory. In this theory, I suppose, God created humans in his image in 1904, when electrical plugs were patented. (Though that too proves problematic: who then patented the plug?) Either that or Harvey Hubbell is an unknown prophet. Or (my favorite) this man is NUTS. I mean, does he seriously believe that the gay people will go "shit! You're right, if we were extension cords, you couldn't plug us together! Clearly we are not natural!" without then thinking "wait, neither are extension cords..."?
Rueben Israel, 43, of Los Angeles, flew in for the protest, knowing the homosexual families would attend the event. He demonstrated with electric cables how he saw those relationships as not being right in God's eyes.
"This doesn't work," he said, holding two yellow cables by their plugs and pushing them together.
He then turned one plug around so it would fit into the socket: "This works."
2. Yesterday I accumulated much good karma. I got into the train station downtown early, so I stopped by Reading Terminal to buy something for lunch, and ran into a huge group of junior high and high school students who were in town for some debate thing and had been given ten minutes in groups of five or more to find and eat breakfast. Ten minutes! At Reading Terminal, which is largely closed at eight am! *thwaps adults involved* Anyway, I was at Met Bakery when one of the adults came by with a kid in a wheelchair, looking for coffee and pastries, and I let them in front of me in line for the pastries and pointed them toward Old City Coffee. And then I ran into a group of kids wandering the aisles and saying things like "well, if I wanted raw tuna for breakfast..." and "maybe I'll just get some juice..." and pointed them toward Le Bus Bakery, and then encountered a third set of kids, with one boy playing the John Sheppard countdown role ("we have five minutes! we have four minutes and fifty seconds!") in order to encourage the others, and pointed them to Met Bakery and a smoothie place. And then more students! All in all, I spent fifteen minutes at Reading Terminal, most of it saying "okay, head down this aisle to the end and then turn left, continue up five aisles and you'll be at a coffee place..." Poor kidlets.
3. I have this Vorkosigan universe/Stargate Atlantis crossover in my head. No, I don't know either. See, it starts mid-sentence, with Miles and Gregor suddenly aware of where they are, and John's doing his "McKay, we'll be dead in thirty seconds!" thing over his shoulder, and Miles is trying to find out where they are and what's going on and who kidnapped them and shoving Gregor behind him and drawing his stunner, and Rodney's ignoring them except to say things like "yes, yes, you can thank me for saving your lives later" and "it was nothing, now shut up -- or, wait, better, go on, distract the man with the shield generator! that's a brilliant idea!" because he's not listening to a word Miles says, and John can't look at them because he's firing out the door but he's still all "argue later, McKay," and Gregor just looks bemused because it's the weirdest kidnap/assassination attempt ever, and then Rodney manages to rig the Random Ancient Equipment to protect them all just as the wraith dart self-destructs.
And then everyone yells for a while, and Rodney keeps trying to persuade them that he wasted valuable seconds beaming them out of the wraith dart so they wouldn't die, and John politely doesn't mention that it was sort of his idea, though he probably wouldn't have mentioned it if he'd known how tight the timing was going to be, and of course Miles is a paranoid bastard and doesn't believe a word of it because it can't be demonstrated, the wraith dart having kaboomed and buried them in the ruined ancient wossname until Teyla and Ronon can dig them out, and he introduces himself as Lord Miles Vorkosigan of Barrayar, and of course John and Rodney don't know where that is, which leads to another incredulous and loud-volumed digression before Miles finally says "... and this is my friend Greg" (because, while he thinks they kidnapped Gregor on purpose, he's not positive, and why risk it) and McKay says "and does he ever talk?" and Gregor has to stifle laughter and eventually they all agree to keep on with the paranoia but stop the yelling, especially because Miles can't see any way out of the ruins, but he and Gregor keep having strategy conversations in Barrayaran Greek and Rodney keeps making snide comments about how stupid they are that they can't even recognize rescue. And eventually they get to the stargate to go back to Atlantis, and Miles insists on going first and makes Gregor wait for his confirmation that it won't kill them, and oh my god you see what I mean?
I even know what kind of AR the Vorkosigan-verse is: it's one where the Ancients never made it to the Milky Way, so there are no stargates, just natural wormholes, and thus there are no Goa'uld manipulating Ancient technology. And then there are conversations about whether the mirror can take them back to a universe in which that same mirror doesn't exist, and Miles is still being a suspicious bastard, and so on.
Seriously. Where did this come from?
4. I saw a girl today wearing camouflage flip-flops. With heels. And a little camo-tassel. Very disconcerting.
The poll is behind a cut for the uber-spoiler-sensitive, but it only covers episodes through the end of season eight. Feel free to vote even if you haven't seen the show or all of the show or that particular episode; I tried to describe the death scene as best I could.
ETA: Mostly, I'm wondering because I was trying to count up Dead Daniels to see what the final tally would be if the SG-1 team were to sing the Buffy musical -- you know, "it's do or die / hey, I've died
( Daniel's dead. Again. )
But! I found it! It is here, at Emerald Night, Cinder's current location. I waybacked CKoS, tracked down the original story, found the author's name (though not the text of the story, which oddly was not waybacked), googled that, found rec lists with her then-webpage, waybacked that (no luck; it was a dencity webpage, which means wayback has nothing), gambled that her current webpage have the same keywords as the dencity webpage, googled for that, and ta-da! (That is much more linear that original, which contained a number of sidetracks that petered out in the same sets of bad links.) All this, just to prove my memory right: it's actually a triple-crossover, since Lucas has a sekrit past with Adam Pierson. (Also, it is about as ridiculous as I remember. ETA: Also, apparently, there are WIP sequels to it in which Q turns Harry and Lucas into bunnies. Um. Also, the same author has a Sentinel/SG-1 story in which Daniel is referred to as a curly-haired anthropologist, which... no.)
Also, why is Seaquest not out on DVD? The first season was fun, even if it was basically underwater TNG.
Also, I have this ridiculous plot bunny where, see, there are these NID-related bad guys who have an Ancient artifact that will Do Impressive Stuff, but they don't know exactly what, and they want to find out, and they go all "huh, we need really smart guys who won't shoot us" and then they think "hey, we have handy connections to the government and know all about these civilian consultants" and then they kidnap Daniel Jackson and Charlie Eppes because they think the two of them will be, you know, polite and malleable and little wussy civilians. And wham! The two of them are thrown into a cell together (in an abandoned warehouse, natch) and Daniel's all "Doctor Daniel Jackson, linguistics and archaeology, but I imagine they want me because I'm a polyglot -- I've done some translation work as a consultant with the government." (This is largely because I want Daniel to say "polyglot" instead of being all "hey, I speak 43 languages because I'm a linguist.") And Charlie's all "how odd, I'm Doctor Charlie Eppes, applied math, and I do consulting work with the government too."
And so they work out that The Baddies must want them to do some work, and Daniel's all "well, whatever it is, we can't do it," and Charlie asks why, and Daniel says "I take civilian consulting jobs -- don't you?" and Charlie says yes, and Daniel's all "well, I didn't turn anyone down recently, which means it must be something bad enough that they couldn't even imagine asking me in a more... standard way." And then Charlie starts freaking out, but it only lasts a minute because he's trying to be all reasonable and practical and because he knows Don will come get him. And he asks why Daniel isn't freaking out, and Daniel's all "oh, government work, weirdest things happen to you, and my team's always managed to get me out."
And obviously the baddies need Daniel's input first -- he has to do the translation so Charlie can do the math parth that will make it go boom -- and they try to be threatening but Daniel's all raised-eyebrow and crossed-arms at them, and he points out to Charlie that they can't try to get Charlie to do the math until Daniel does his part, so obviously it's Charlie's job to think of a way out of there while The Baddies haul Daniel away to a different room and try to be scarier than the Goa'uld, which Daniel is completely unimpressed by. And Charlie's left perusing the cell and trying to put escape plans together and estimating the weight-bearing load of the air ducts and thinking about ways to send a message or leave a clue.
And meanwhile back in L.A. Don's getting nervous about Charlie, and Larry notices he's missed a class, and they start trying to look for him, which gets the attention of the SGC and General O'Neill, who is naturally really worried about Daniel and thinks that Charlie's disappearance would be a ridiculous coincidence, and so Jack flies off to L.A. so that he can smile tightly at Don and make oblique threats about having the investigation taken away if Don doesn't cooperate, and insist on being called "General," and Don gets all crabby about jurisdiction, and sends Terry and David off to investigate and report only to him, and Larry's making tentative comments and trying to keep them from killing each other. But Jack and Don both diss the other's consultants, and then Jack has to be all "okay, I'll admit it, he's a pain but, well, he once was imprisoned by some folks who spoke a language he didn't and inside of a day he'd worked out their culture and some of their language and made friends and his guard ending up defending him -- he's that good, and that's why they want him, and that's why I know we'll get him back, because he don't take no shit." And Don's all "look, I didn't want Charlie to work for me just because he was my brother, right? He can do this shit in his head, and he's always been able to, I'm lucky to have him since he could be consulting with anybody, don't let his record put you off, he'll just keep picking at a problem until he solves it, and in this case that problem is his imprisonment." And Larry ignores the whole thing and just keeps pondering the problem because he wants Charlie back.
And then some other stuff happens, and Daniel and Charlie bond, and they escape/get rescued, and then start going out for coffee, and Daniel finds out that Charlie has a high enough security clearance to hear about the Stargate, so he invites Charlie to the SGC, and Charlie is intrigued but not enough to leave L.A., and I guess it has to end sorta bittersweet long-distance relationship because obviously Charlie's not leaving his house or his work with Don, and Daniel's not leaving the Stargate program, but it would still be fun.
Anyway, this means a) that I'm rereading Maskerade and b) that I've had ALW songs stuck in my head all day. Yeuch. Especially "Stranger Than You Dreamt It." But I've connected it mentally with one of the Tom Lehrer educational kids songs, so that in my head the dramatic revelation goes something like this:
Stranger than you dreamt it,Tom Lehrer, uptempo with more fiddle and WAY more fun:
can you even dare to look or bear to think of me?
This loathsome gargoyle, who
burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven,
secret- L! Y!You should sing along! It's great fun. Imagine poor Christine's reaction as you do. There she is, sitting by the underground lake with the Phantom's mask in her hand, and off he goes on the subject of ... adverbs.
You enter a very dark room
and sitting there in the gloom
is Dracula! Now how do you say goodbye?
Immediately... immediately ... immediate- L! Y!
Also, I was proud of myself, because I kept thinking that wosshername, the prima donna, La Carlotta, looked familiar, and finally I turned to m_shell and said "doesn't she look like Minnie Driver?" And then it turned out she was Minnie Driver, with ridiculous wigs and someone else doing the singing, so go me. (m_shell said "I was thinking she looked like a drag queen...")
/ rec for the day
Speaking of crossovers, I want to read more crossovers where people try to put things together and get them spectacularly wrong. Like this story Martha just finished. Or torch's China. None of this "Methos shows up, says 'hey! demons!' and Giles says 'you know, there are these other watchers -- are you immortal?' and it's all wrapped up in the first five pages" crap. Really, folks. We watch the show; we've got the background. It makes sense to us. But just think of all the interesting ways other people could read the characters wrong! (And no, thinking Methos is a younger immortal than MacLeod doesn't count.)
Look at Blair and Jim -- tons of exciting stuff going on there, but usually in a whisper. We hear it. Other people don't. And Blair is the one who looks like he doesn't belong. So imagine Mulder putting all of that together and deciding that Jim's just a cop, but Blair's psychic. Or -- even better! Genetically engineered by the Consortium! Maybe he's a runaway from a secret government project! Maybe Blair's not even his real name! (Sadly, Jim and Blair get injured so much on the show that even Mulder couldn't think they were aliens or hybrids for more than ten seconds. Eventually one of 'em would be shot.)
Or maybe SG-1 shows up, and instead of Willow saying "hey, I've seen that arm patch on the internet -- you're part of some secret government project that travels to other worlds, right?" maybe people think they're from another dimension. Because aliens aren't a big part of the Buffyverse mythos -- but demons and dimensions are. Or maybe Buffy thinks they're a coven. Or trying to re-open the hellmouth. Or rogue demon hunters. We've got rogue demon hunters. Or, or, they could be from the Watcher's Council, trying to catch Buffy in a mistake. And what does SG-1 think of Buffy? The answer had better not be "hey, slayers! I read about those once in an article and because I am Daniel I know EVERYTHING." No. They're just kids. They're idiots. They play war games, maybe. They're delusional. They're in a goa'uld's cult and that's how they seem to know something about alien technology (which they call "magic," the weirdos).
Remember early!Krycek? Does he look like an assassin? No. So maybe instead of RayK telling Fraser "he looked mad, bad, and dangerous to know, and probably was an assassin," RayKcould think "crap, how many young lawyers do we need on the case? Plus I bet Stella falls for him."
Please feel free to come up with your own examples. I'm pondering what Methos would think of Clark. (Hint: it's not "hey, an alien.")
This led to some discussion about Wolverine playing Curly, as is wont to happen, and I had a sudden flash of Prof X as played by Patrick Stewart in wheelchair singing "the farmer and the cowman should be friends" and trying to stop fights between the two groups and, just, yah. Patrick Stewart. Prof X. Singing this:
"Ain't nobody gonna slug out anythin'. This here is a party!and
Break it up ya' two ol' fools. All right, Andrew, sing it!
I'd like to teach you all a little sayin'Is that not just perfect? I mean, see, Magneto is going around all Superman and Mutants Are the Next Generation and stuff, and Prof X is singing about being no better and no worse. Hee!
And learn the words by heart the way you should
I don't say I'm no better than anybody else,
But I'll be damned if I ain't jist as good!
Sadly, since this is clearly based on movie!canon, one can't have Laurie played by Rogue, so it has to be Jean as Laurie and Scott as Judd, which is lame. And Rogue and Iceman can be Ado Annie and Will, and of course Pyro can be Ali Hakkkkiiiiiiiim.
Except there's no place for Magneto, except perhaps as Andrew, which is also lame.
My other pop culture stream-of-consciousness-casting-call for the day comes from a discussion with friede about this ... interesting post in which a Draco fan compares Draco to Lord Peter Wimsey. (Which led to this post wherin a rather famous HP author explains her Draco characterization and uses the phrase "Darth Wimsey." No, really.) After moments of "wtf?" and "but... but..." and "so the logic goes how again?" I tried to work out who the Malfoys are really like in the Wimsey oevre.
eruthros: Darth Wimsey my ASS.
eruthros: ... maybe the Duke, actually.
eruthros: *ponders Lucius and Narcissa as the Duke and Duchess*
friede: oh dear Gawd.
eruthros: See, and Lucius knows there's something going on with his dear brother (cousin) that he just can't match -- Sirius has that certain Gryffindorish something.
eruthros: Oh! Oh! And then! See, Lucius is imprisoned, and it could totally be all "Clouds of Witness" and Sirius (lala he's dead but whatever) saves him because it TURNS OUT that he wasn't in the Department of Mysteries to kill anyone, but to visit some Commoner Cutie Patootie with a mean jealous husband.
eruthros: Well, as that makes clear, it doesn't work on the SPECIFICS.
eruthros: But if I were comparing the Malfoys to a "type" from the LPW books, it would be the Duke, not Wimsey.
I have a sudden desire to cast everyone else, except for the problem where it doesn't work and there is no LPW equivalent in HP. And besides, who'd be Freddie Arbuthnot? The Gringotts goblins? Lame! And Peter's mother! How could anyone else be like the Dowager Duchess? And how in heaven could anyone be Bunter, good steadfast Bunter who brought Peter back from his shell-shock? Or Harriet? Because Harriet and Peter are so much individuals, at least after Strong Poison, when Peter stops being quite so much a cliche with a magnifying-glass monocle.
Hmmmm. Actually, that brings up an interesting point: I wonder if the people who compare Draco to Peter are the people who love the early novels and hate Gaudy Night? Because it does make some sense, rather. Are they looking at Peter as the detective-toff? The white-blond man of distinction, collector of elegant suits and first editions and Daimlers with long bonnets? Rather than as Peter, intelligent and incredibly neurotic and cheerfully ridiculous and learning what it means to be desperately in love? I mean, in that post you see Peter and Harriet's relationship referred to as "inevitable," when that's the last thing I'd consider it -- it's inevitable from the perspective of the series before we meet Harriet in SP. But once DLS starts turning Peter into a real person and writing Harriet? Well, no, because then the whole point is growth and change, and it's the exact opposite of inevitable.
And to want it solely so as to make an animated icon of the stance, the release, the arrow, the Uruk-hai getting hit, and Aragorn running away and caption it "Great Yukon double douglas fir telescoping bank shot?"
That's probably wrong, huh?
A Case of Similarity by Arsenic.
I haven't read it yet, so I don't know if it's any good. I'm just staring at the pairing list in astonishment (Hermione/(Wini)Fred, Wesley/Draco, Giles/Severus, with side pairings of Harry/Ginny and Remus/Sirius). I mean.
Yesterday, I had a sudden and entirely inexplicable desire to vid to Sondheim. To "Agony" and the reprise. Starsky and Hutch. Snarky-vid.
No, see, it makes a ton of sense because it's all about outcompeteing each other in terms of maximum angst and it's got lines like " What's as intriguing-- / Or half so fatiguing-- / As what's out of reach?" and isn't that the major S&H relationships with women in a nutshell? And. And. "Agony! Beyond power of speech, / When the one thing you want / Is the only thing out of your reach" "Agony! Far more painful than yours! / When you know she would go with you, / If there only were doors!" And. Yes. Plus with the subtle slashiness. "Hutch: Am I not sensitive, clever, well-mannered, considerate, / Passionate, charming, as kind as I'm handsome, / And heir to the throne? Starsky: You are everything maidens could wish for. Hutch: Then why no? Starsky: Do I know? Hutch: The girl must be mad!" With the reprise and the trauma of always wanting different women who are out of reach because you're undercover or they're dead and anyway you always want a different woman every week and. It's perfect. Really. It does make sense.
This is very unhealthy, as I'm leaving the country in three weeks. And as I have absolutely no vidding experience or equipment. And no source. And it's ridiculous.
If I ignore it, perhaps it will go away.
Also? Why are professors on television always both evil and boring? Couldn't they be at least interesting lecturers if they're going to be evil?
We just saw the episode of Starsky and Hutch with the crazy Philosophy of Crime prof. I winced a lot.
And there was something else, but I've forgotten it now. Ahh, Sundays.
Henry Kissinger/Deep Throat. There are no words.
Also, I was scanning down a list of stories looking for something when I hit a really, um, striking pseudonym -- "Dementia de Sade." So not kidding. Is it humanly possible for anyone named Dementia de Sade to write decent fanfiction? (Clearly, it's not possible for this particular Dementia de Sade: "So in the morning when I don't come to the bridge for my shift, they'll come in here and find me with a bullet in my head (or maybe the wall behind me, I'm not sure how that will pan out....) and blood and brain and skull spattering the walls and ceiling. My brain, the one thing that's allowed me to stay here for so long, will be total mush. No use to anyone anymore. I'm sick of being used.")
Some selections from eruthros's Author's Notes Hall of Fame:
Since I have yet to see X2, this will be set somewhere before that. I am going to give Logan back his memory and make Xander his son.***
(Ahh, the exposition starts BEFORE the story! How handy!)
I got bitten by the bug and it wouldn't let me go till this was written...was originally written as a VigOrli fic...have changed it to a HP/SS fic.
(Because they're *so much* alike.)
( More ridiculous disclaimers, protestations, explanations of male pregnancy, and blame-shifting behind the cut )
And a meme. In theory, this meme tracks how many people click through your meme and all that. So it records the spread of the meme. Not, apparently, by lj user name or anything -- just by number, which is less cool. Still, interesting idea.
Also, the lyrics to this song amuse me no end. (I love Crosspulse. But they're not touring anymore. Sniffle.) It features verses like "o / bein your woman / is a 24 hour - allnightstand - jukeboxmovie / I'm auditioning for the lead / but / everybody's tryin to get into the act" and "from Egypt to Asia / I longed for you / Miami drove me crazy / I horned for you / will you be my baby / will you be my man / I need you in my China / forget about Japan." So not kidding. It really needs the inflection to make the song, though. (That playlist meme for me ended up mostly foreign languages and lyrics like that, so I didn't post it. Maybe someday, when I really feel like transcribing Portuguese. I have one that's mostly rock, a'course, but it's nowhere near as interesting.)
Now I want images made of all these things:
casira: Gah, I'm just racing through references now. Picturing (Neil's) Death with a cork in her mouth, grinning around it at a very annoyed Snape....
casira: "That didn't seem to help." *muffled but cheerful* "Nope!"
eruthros: Suddenly I see PTerry's Death in the I Dream of Jeannie bottle. All: WELL, MR SNAPE, YOU'VE MADE YOUR POINT, BUT WERE THE HAREM PANTS REALLY NECESSARY?
( More Deaths. )
If only I had any artistic ability whatsoever.
Austin James (of Probe, a 1980s show which lasted a total of seven hours) is totally the proto-Mulder. He's "slightly schizophrenic." He doesn't care if he asks people horrible questions as long as he gets the truth. He doesn't sleep in a bed. He has no social skills. He doesn't trust anyone. He has an eidetic memory. He believes he's always right. And he gets to deadpan dialogue like "do I believe it's a energy manifestation from another plane?" He picks locks. He loses cars. His sidekick says things like "why won't you give up?" and he says "because I'm right." Also, look at that leaning in an office chair in the icon. I think my point's been made.
When he explains why he's doing what he's doing he says things like "Nobody knows. But the answers are here. In this room. And I'm going to find them. That's what kind of place this is. It's the universe! It's everything." And he explains how a pilot's plane crashed, but the skull showed that he was killed with an icepick before the crash, but no-one saw anyone else on the plane, and anyway if someone else was there they would have died in the crash. And then goes on to say that it's a mystery, and he's going to solve it completely. So, yes. Proto-Mulder.
The first episode even involves a computer gone mad and killing people. Elevators are involved, and talking to the computer, and the computer kills its creator, and didn't I see that on the first season of the X-Files?
Anyway, in looking for pictures from the show I found some fanfiction. Some of it by people who also see the Probe and XF connection... only they do it with crossovers.
Angela W. wrote XF/Probe and LG/Probe crossovers: Access Denied and Three for Texas. Het warning. MARRIAGE het. MSR and marriage, even. Oy.
Vesper also wrote an LG/Probe crossover. Until It's Gone. Apparently the idea of getting Byers and Austin James to work together is irrestistable to certain people. Also het.
And a Probe songvid. No, really. I haven't watched it yet. The idea's almost too disturbing. *g*