Title: Consequences
Author: [livejournal.com profile] brightly_lit
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2,200
Characters: Sam, Dean, Cas, OCs
Genre: gen, humor, kids, fluff, bunker
Summary: Soulless Sam got around quite a bit, and never faced a consequence ... until now.

I think we can all use something to make us smile this week ....

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For all those wondering about the title of this week's (AWESOME) episode, the only likely song by that title I was able to find is this crazy beautiful piece by Gravenhurst:

As for meanings in the title, I figured it referred to Dean (and Sam) being forged by the heat of the metaphorical fire, as well as, of course, Mary's initial demise, but I'd love to hear anyone else's interpretations ...
Every now and then, I look into buying a knitting machine--and then, seeing that even the most basic kind that can't do any fancy stitches is $500 (one that you can use computer software with to make cool patterns? A cool $1500), I quickly look back out of it. But it would be a good thing for me probably, since I really prefer stockinette stitch (the most basic kind, that those basic machines can do), knit most of what I knit in it, and even prefer boxy shapes for my sweaters, so I wouldn't have to do any fancy shaping! Although I DO kind of like the hand-knit look, where everything isn't so perfect and even. But I do often think of a knitting machine, because I'm the world's SLOWEST KNITTER! I'm determined to now finish the sweater I started ten years ago:


Part of it is that I only like to knit at this time of year, when the days are getting shorter and there's a chill that's nice for having a big length of wool over your lap. (Knitting in the summer can be prohibitive for this reason.) Part of it is that I like the idea of knitting better than I like the act of it. Also, this particular sweater is going to be pretty scratchy, alas. It's made from wool hand spun by my sister (!), which is so so cool, but yeah, scratchy. Hopefully nice and warm, though! I'm going to try to use every skein on this project and make it as long as possible; I love a good long sweater. LOOK OUT SWEATER. I'M COMIN FOR YOU.
We're watching an awesome anime at anime night with s_c's brother lately called Dear Brother that takes being a high-school freshman in a "sorority" and makes it the! most! dramatic! thing! that ever! happened!!! Which I love. As long as a show is good, then by god, make it as dramatic as you possibly can. Aaaaand, since I was a high-school freshman once, I can attest (as I'd wager most/all of you could, too!) that being a high-school freshman girl really DOES feel that dramatic, so it's kind of ... extra realistic, in that way.

I voted today. Man, voting is so cool. I was disappointed recently to see that my favorite rock star said, or at least used to say, that voting doesn't matter, but damn, if fandom hasn't shown me how much it does. I may not be able to make our show win an online poll or the cover of a magazine ... but I know my fandom can do it, which is all of us doing our part, all of us together, voting. (And I know some of you have individually had a significant impact on certain voting situations where one is allowed to vote as often as one wants!) I say, if you think voting doesn't matter, look at all these people in the highest current and former positions in government, carefully deciding and then announcing their choice. They believe their vote matters. And their vote has exactly the same weight as yours. I fucking love voting, doing my part, learning what's going on in my community and being part of deciding how we go forward. All these people who take democracy for granted. It's not for granted, dammit! It's a precious right. Exercise it.

I think I'm the only person I've seen who liked 12.2 as much as they liked 12.1? I thought it was great. YASSS, Rick Springfield--sexy AND such impressive acting! More of him, please! Sexy sexy Jared in the sexy sexy sex scene. Of course the consent issue is cruel, but I am a bit surprised that a fandom that so loves their dubcon and noncon in fic is so bothered by it in show. Toni is over-the-top evil, which is kind of tiresome (I preferred her now-dead cohort in 12.1--a more interesting character by far), and yeah, Dean could've been happier to see Sam, but I suppose the number of times he's been dragged into a room to see his brother tied up and bloody has worn down his sense of surprise, maybe, and he kind of already had a lot going on what with mom being back in the picture and all. I LOVE LOVE LOVE how they're dealing with both boys so desperately needing a mother, Sam's adorable eagerness just to begin to get to know her in that scene at the end, arrrrghhh. THERE'S SO MUCH FIC THERE, in mother and children getting to know each other as adults, having missed all the time in between, but I haven't been able to find a fic in it to write just yet. I want to see where show goes with it first, I guess, hoping they'll do it right and get out of it all that can be got. Mary really is the only thing that could heal either of those boys now, and god, how I want to see that happen! YAY SHOW!!

One. Word.

Oct. 17th, 2016 07:15 pm
The one-word meme, stolen from everywhere, and even more fun than it appears at first glance.

1. Where is your cell phone? Elsewhere
2. Your hair? Messy
3. Your dad? Douchey
4. Your other half? SC
5. Your favorite food? Thai
6. Your dream last night? Stressful
7. Your favorite drink? Juice
8. Your dream/goal? Happiness
9. What room you are in? Mine
10. Your hobby? Quilting
11. Your fear? Inescapability
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Content
13. Where were you last night? Driving
14. Something that you aren't? Ordinary
15. Muffins? YES
16. Wish list item? CDs
17. Where you grew up? Pueblo
18. Last thing you did? Write
19. What are you wearing now? Sweats
20. Your TV? Large
21. Your pets? Dead
22. Friends? Sweet
23. Your life? Expanding
25. Missing someone? Always
26. Car? Awesome
27. Something you're not wearing? Jewelry
28. Your favorite store? Target
29. Your favorite color? All
30. When is the last time you laughed? Now
31. Last time you cried? Noon
32. Who will redo this? Everyone
33. One place that I go to over and over? Parker
34. One person who emails me regularly? SC
35. My favorite place to eat? Nearby

Now then, go forth and prove me right on #32 (if I'm not the last to this party)!
So it turns out you apparently need to update your computer equipment every now and then. My computer's been getting slow and acting kind of weird, so in the process of [a long story about how I've been using various methods to remedy it], I ended up getting a new mouse (a USB mouse! Yes, I am aware this is not new technology, but keep in mind, for some reason I still have the keyboard and mouse from my very first computer 20-some years ago), and whoa! What a difference! Things are working better already. YAAAY!

I've been looking into Imzy, because it seems to have promise, but all I've discovered about it so far is that all the personal interaction and privacy controls I cherish about lj are absent in it. However, if you're itching to get on it, I have some extra invites--just ask if you would like one.

I have so much to tell you, and the backlog is gumming up getting anything out at all, and it's been like that a while. Hard things go on in my personal life, or here, and it's hard to keep at this blogging thing. But I believe in it, and I want to do it, and I really like you ladies, so I'll do my best to keep posting here.
I really liked the first episode of this season, like everyone else. <3 I guess Dabb knows how we Sam girls like to see Sam. ;-> And I LOOOOVE the way Sam, for the first time ever (except at the beginning of S8, which I kind of consider 12.1 a fix-it for), believes he's really alone in this world, no Dean. He fights so hard, and he's so strong, but he's only one man, swooooon. I keep feeling like there's fic somewhere in there, but I haven't been able to find it yet. (Ideas? Volunteers to write it? ;->) MAY THIS SHOW LIVE ON FOREVER. I mean it.
I really love to play video games. Some people consider them a waste of time; I consider them an interactive art form. Plus, I'm really into technology.

There's this super-fun tower defense game I've been playing lately called Defense Grid, in which you're fighting evil aliens with the help of your Jarvis-esque computer buddy, who used to be human and had his consciousness downloaded into a computer. You learn more of his tragic story as the game goes on (the voice acting is wonderful), and it really draws you in emotionally. But the game is also fucking hard, especially this last level I'm stuck on now. I'm caught between my tenacious refusal to stop trying and the feeling that it would be nice to succeed at something for once. (Here is the diagram I had to make to try to beat this f^&*ing level:)

But the expansion packs are even harder, and there's no more Jarvis story in them, which seriously kills it by about 50% for me. :-( I mean, I like a good tower defense game, a lot, but a story makes a big difference. And this also counts for my 100 Days of Happy Day #6!

Another good tower defense game is Toy Defense. Toy Defense is a war game based on technology of the early 20th century, in which you ... basically kill scores of enemy soldiers in WWI/WWII scenarios. Hence the prominence of "Toy" in the title, the careful placement of obviously plastic toy war-game items on a "game board," and spinning wind-up knobs on the enemies' backs, because otherwise, it would be an intensely disturbing game. It's challenging and fun and frustrating and kind of creepy, but empty-feeling in the end, because it has no story. Plants Vs. Zombies, Garden Defense, and Defense Grid are all tower defense games that have good stories to go along with them, which makes them immensely more fun. I recommend any of those games to any of you who like playing that kind of game.

In other news, my SPN-cover EW still hasn't arrived yet. :-(
Let's talk about vids, specifically one of the vids I made for gishwhes. The item said "At gishwhes headquarters, we do almost everything right, with one glaring exception: we have not yet commissioned a gishwhes theme-song. We need a catchy, 10-second jingle that we can play every time the Slangaroo takes the stage."

Here's what I did with it:

Initially, I had very ambitious plans for this video, with a loooooong caveat at the end, read like in those commercials where someone who can speak incredibly quickly is trying to get all the limitations and conditions in really fast, but I was struggling mightily with depression that day, and then I discovered the video was only supposed to be ten seconds, and simpler is usually better, so I hewed it down to the basics, and voila!

I knew exactly what I wanted for the graphic, and [livejournal.com profile] septembers_coda thought she might be able to pull something together in PowerPoint.

PowerPoint ... I could tell you stories about PowerPoint, but in sum, I've always thought of it as the lol MS Office program because, well, I've never given a slide-show presentation to anyone and never expect to, and the slides you can create in PowerPoint often seem to boil down to "This is a slide. The slide says I'm talking about _____. And indeed, now listen to me talk about _____."

Al Gore doll

The amount of information you can actually fit on one of those slides seems negligible and is generally a repetition of the most basic aspect of whatever the speaker is saying that, uh, probably didn't need a slide to be communicated or remembered. But enough about my prejudices! I can snicker about the uselessness of PowerPoint on my own time (but loooool).


I tease [livejournal.com profile] septembers_coda because she uses MS Office for EVERYTHING. For gishwhes items that call for images, or a collage of images, or anything to do with images, I use an image editing program. She uses MS Word. Whatever the item calls for, she can come up with a way to use MS Office to complete it. I like to tell her that one day she'll create a full-length feature film using MS Office, because by gum if she didn't put together not one but two animated graphics for my videos in PowerPoint!

I asked her for the slangaroo (this year's gishwhes mascot) on some sort of rainbow-y or glittery background, hopping into the frame, and then sort of zooming in/coming out at the viewer. I figured out how to make it hop, and she did all the rest.

Meanwhile, back on the audio end of things ....

My image editing program might be hilariously outdated (but at least it's not a word processor! ;->), but I DO have good audio editing software! So I put together a little jingle, complete with tuba and xylophone (would any jingle be complete without them?), sang it as cheesily as I could muster, sped up the graphic, called attention to the asterisk in the best way MovieMaker would let me, and WE HAVE LAUNCH.

OKAY, POWERPOINT, I grant that you're not completely useless!

Pie fic!

Sep. 5th, 2016 01:41 am
[livejournal.com profile] toratio and I were chatting on my silly post about keeping time via pie flavors, and she wrote an awesome fic! Go check it out: Slice of Life.
I MAY have made last night's series of posts in a state of manic giddiness that has now been followed by a crash of ongoing wakefulness and threatening illness, but hey, you take whatever leads to productivity when life's been sitting on your neck punching you in the head ... or at least dramatically demonstrating doing so, WWE-style.

So I really like watermelon. There's this thing they sometimes do at the store that they call a "premium cut," which I call a "watermelon filet" because it looks and is packaged exactly like a steak, in the styrofoam tray, with even the absorbent pad at the bottom. So after I ate it, it looked like I left a rotting tray of blood sitting around in my room. CLASSY.

Another thing we bought during our epic outing last night was lipstick, something I haven't bought in approximately 1.87 billion years. Not because I don't like lipstick--there was a time when I put some on every time I went out, particularly this one color I had that seemed like it shouldn't work and was really sparkly but also subtle and somehow worked really well. I got that lipstick from my mom, who loved buying Clinique stuff (one lotion in particular), which is so ^&*($# expensive that they pretty much always gave you a free gift when you bought something, which she often passed along to me. This lipstick was one of those freebies. I just wore it 'cos I had it and it wasn't hard to wear like so many of them are, requiring lots of blending or whatever (I'm lookin at you, Wet 'n' Wild); just put it on and go.

And I tell you what, this lipstick lives on. Though I haven't laid eyes on such a color in decades, it inspired then, and continues to inspire. Multiple people, after regarding it a while, would finally conclude they really liked it (that seemed-like-it-shouldn't-work thing), that indeed, it had some sort of mysterious, intriguing appeal. My sister, who had never been a lipstick or even a makeup wearer, started experimenting at that point. More pertinently, P never particularly liked lipstick until recently, and she's now a good-lipstick fiend, and when I brought up that lipstick that was the main lipstick I wore, she said it's the whole reason she's into lipstick now! Which is finally coming full circle, as she's getting me back into lipstick again after all these years.

So never let anyone tell you you amounted to nothing, because maybe you wore a free lipstick or something that had consequences that are still manifesting in multiple variations twenty years later. I AND MY LIPSTICK, WE STAND TALL.
For Self-Rec Saturday, I shall talk about one of my gishwhes items! This, to me, was one of the more hilariously worded items this year:

The item was: "It’s a well-known fact that Pablo Picasso was a huge “Supernatural” fan. He painted portraits of Mark Sheppard, Jensen Ackles, Ruth Connell, Sam Smith, Richard Speight Jr., Matt Cohen, Jared Padalecki, Andrew Dabb, Rob Benedict, Misha Collins, Bob Singer, and many of the other cast and crew members. Sadly, until now, these great works have been lost to the world. Fortunately, your team has unearthed one of these priceless works."

Here's what I did for it:

My mom had a couple of Picassos on the wall when I was growing up. She claimed to like 'em, but tell you the truth, I've never been a fan. Still, it was something I've been exposed to all my life, and I was eager to explore his work and style a bit more.

I felt from the beginning that I would be painting Rob, and sure enough, a good pic of him came up on the Google, and that's what I ended up using. I did a lot of painting this year! Next time I'll show you my Bob Ross time-lapse painting.

Man, I love all the art projects gishwhes makes you do. Somewhere deep inside me, I secretly always wanted to try to paint like Picasso, just to try to figure out what was going on in the brain of the guy whose works haunted me as a kid, and to see if my childhood suspicion that with his big-color-block portraits he was just tired of working so hard to make grown-up art and wanted to see if he could make it easy and fun like when you're coloring as a kid (CONFIRMED), and as usual, gishwhes read these buried desires and interests and talked me into actually fulfilling them. Thanks, Misha! I LOVE YOU. (No, seriously, I love you.)
On Tumblr right now, a blog I follow is doing a full week of MCR metas. This has enriched my life an astonishing degree. Meta is where I live.

You know how they used to have cool names for the months based on moons, like the Harvest Moon, and the Hunters Moon? Well, I have my own naming system for the months: the Pies. August is Peach Pie, when delicious Colorado peaches are so briefly in season. You can only eat so many peaches, so the rest get turned into pies (or frozen peaches, which later get turned into pies). August comes around? PEACH PIE. November is, of course, Pumpkin Pie. January is Pear Pie. AND SO FORTH.

Dean would be proud.
I thought I might want fries for dinner, but we were out of potatoes, so one thing led to another, you know how it is, and after four hours and two grocery stores, we returned home with a new vacuum cleaner and a wok.
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Before I joined Tumblr, I had the impression it was a bunch of bitchy 15-year-olds barely interacting and reposting innumerable pictures of hot guys. After I joined Tumblr, I discovered I was exactly correct. Still, barely interacting is easy, I like looking at hot guys, so it's been all right, although after you see approximately 15,000 pictures of Sebastian Stan, you actually start feeling like maybe you never need to see another.

There are good things about Tumblr, namely that if there is any news whatsoever about someone you're into, THOSE PEOPLE ARE ON IT. Every single photo that may appear anywhere on the internet is on Tumblr within minutes, being passed around, hashed over, and thoroughly analyzed. It's like instantaneous fandom-news central, which is surprisingly gratifying. Now if only real news could be as accurate and immediate.

Anyway, I think maybe I know the reason why I finally felt compelled to join Tumblr when I did: very shortly after, lo and behold, one of the few people I follow cooked up the great idea to have fans submit songs for a fan tribute album of one of my favorite band's great albums (which is set to be re-released soon for the tenth anniversary).

This is sort of a dream come true for me. Not that anyone will listen to my song, but just to get to do that, to have an excuse to record a cover, to get to delve deeply into one of my favorite band's songs, to record music at all anymore (I self-released a couple of albums, but it's been a long time since I recorded a single note), has been soo so awesome and so inspiring and fun. I'm so grateful to get to be a part of it, even though it's fucking hard work! And lots of technology-related frustration, as ever. Maybe someday I'll be able to get my electric guitar to be audible through one of my interfaces, but today is not that day.

Anyway, so that's what I've been up to. I've been missing you all and trying to find a way back into interacting on lj, but it's taken me until TODAY to finally catch up after gishwhes. (YES REALLY.) Hopefully more posts and more responses to your comments to come soon. <3
And for my regular day of happy today, I'ma talk about the amazing Imogen Heap. She has tons of great albums. She's always been an ethereal singer with an incredible voice, but as a songwriter, arranger, producer, her albums just keep getting better. Her latest, Sparks, absolutely blows my mind and literally makes me weep with the joy of knowing something this brilliant is allowed to exist in this world.

Here's the song I've been jamming to lately the most, of so many on this album. I'll embed it for easy access, but beware actually watching the video--I don't know about you, but a bad video can easily ruin a song for me, and the otherworldly quality of her music seems antithetical to the video medium unless it's made with tremendous care. So maybe you'll just want to do like me and only listen.

Gahhh, my friends page is full of such wonderful stuff today, especially in [livejournal.com profile] amilliondays! Most of you are talking about t.v. and music and show, and you know I'll be talking about that a lot in coming weeks, but for now I'll blab more about gishwhes, because it's my favorite event of the year and it's still not over for me mentally (fegvep!! coming soon).

Gradually managing to catch up, on lj and everywhere else, after gishwhes! Our house wasn't quite the wreck it's been in past years; just some clutter, mostly, that cleaned up quick. One year there was food coloring on the bathroom walls and an entire tray full of gingerbread; at least it's not that bad this time around!

I promised in [livejournal.com profile] amilliondays that I'd post my gishwhes items from this year, but since it's Throwback Thursday, I figured I would post my items from past years, since that's certainly a thing that's made me happy in the past, and I'm not sure I was brave enough back then to post my items! It'll also serve as an introduction to this year's items inasmuch as maybe it'll show you why I'm so pleased with my growth as a video-maker, because my first year's videos ... pretty basic. I've learned a lot, thanks to gishwhes. It's the only time of year I make videos, and I have an absolute ball at it. I was a film major once. That dream seemed long dead, but for 15 seconds at a time for one week out of the year, I get to delve into it!

The item was: VIDEO. It turns out that jellyfish will be big winners in global warming. Create a PSA to help the humans prepare for a future with jellyfish overlords. 23 points

Fun with Windows Movie Maker, which it turns out isn't the virtually useless video editing program I thought it was! I only learned that this year. The transitions still aren't the best, but with enough creativity and experimentation, you can make them look pretty good. This was me just starting out using the program:

Jellyfish PSA:

VIDEO. Tweed Porn. Let's see it with an appropriate porn sound track played on a lone kazoo. (No nudity required.) 23 points

LOL--I like that no nudity is REQUIRED. Merely SUGGESTED, maybe? Were I to do it now, I'd do a lot more with the visuals. ... Then again, the dimly lit room, cruddy camerawork and close-up is rather suggestive of porn. Still, I adore this one, because we totally went for it, Patty's kazoo-porn-music is hilarious, and the whole team came up with ideas for the script, most especially SpringLea, queen of puns.

Don't make me get the lint roller!

VIDEO. Which is faster: a baby learning to crawl or a turtle? Let's see a race. 26 points

An otherwise almost completely uninvolved last-minute member of our team (who kind of seemed offended by the whole idea of gishwhes--it seemed like the person who talked her into joining hadn't actually told her what she was signing up for) happened to have a crawling-age baby, the guy on our team who has virtually every object you could ever want somewhere on his property happened to have a turtle (we named him on the spot so we could cheer him on in the race), so we managed to get this item! Toby, dude ... maybe you should have trained more.

Baby vs. Turtle Race

IMAGE. Gingerbread Villages are always so cute and quaint. Make a gingerbread village that shows urban blight: needle exchanges, prostitution, heavy police presence, etc. 97 points

Here's the source of all that food coloring and gingerbread! If you look closely, you can see all sorts of unsavory details ....


I'm loving all the [livejournal.com profile] amilliondays happy, people!! And seeing what used to float your boat/still does. <3
There was actually something that happened tonight that rather redeemed accidentally running over a snake. [livejournal.com profile] septembers_coda and I were just leaving her brother's house after an excellent evening of anime-viewing. As I opened the driver's-side door, I saw something earthworm-sized crawling past my foot. Very quickly I knew it was no earthworm--it was moving too fast! It was a little baby garter snake!

Naturally, it dashed under the car--then when I attempted to chase it out with a long weed, it curled up against then UNDER the rear wheel. Self-preservation is not the strong suit for snakes around here, evidently.

Fortunately, septembers_coda is the snake whisperer. It was too tiny for either of us to grab off the pavement without hurting it, but with some nudging, she was able to collect it in her hands. He was so fierce, opening his mouth REALLY wide, all ready to fight. When we finally got it, we carried it far into the grass and made sure it was headed the other direction before hurrying out of there lest he yet again decide the car was his refuge.

We saved a baby snake! It really helps a girl feel better.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE you all, please know that, so that if I don't get back to you in a timely fashion this week, you understand I'm still feelin' the love utterly, I'm just terribly/wonderfully busy with gishwhes! In the meantime, rock on with your bad selves, everyone here on my personal lj and every beautiful person sharing over at [livejournal.com profile] amilliondays! You are all so awesome!! <3 <3 <3



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