Confessions of a One-Track Mind

Oh, plot bunny, why must you torment me so?!

I think it's fairly common knowledge that I'm really not in SPN fandom any more. Haven't been in quite a while, "Heroes Rest" not withstanding. Which makes the current mash-up in my brain all the more exasperating.

At the moment, my TV is hooked up to a digital converter box. I get exactly two channels: CBS and RTV (Retro). Retro shows Route 66 reruns---for anyone who's not familiar with it, R66 is a series that debuted in 1960, and features two guys roaming the US in their muscle car. In this case, the car is a Corvette and the guys aren't brothers, but there is a fair amount of helping and/or saving people that goes on. In a lot of ways, it's SPN without the monsters.

Last night, I looked R66 up on Wikipedia, and discovered that in the final episode (NO, I'm NOT going to do a spoiler-cut for a 50-year old episode. Get over it.) Stiles gets married. To Barbara Eden. In Tampa.

The inner SPN fangirl, who still pops up once in a while, reminded me that Sam once alluded to some events Dean became embroiled in in Tampa (pre-series), and ba-boom, a plot bunny was hatched.

Like, what if Todd is still in the Tampa area? I'm thinking haunted fairgrounds, and the boys go undercover at a car show that's being held there. (I've actually been to the Tampa Fairgrounds, altho since I'm not actually planning to write the darn thing---!) But it makes perfect sense---Dean and the Impala wind up next to Todd, who still has the 'Vette. And they bond*, since they each inherited their cars from their dads (although John was still alive at that point in canon...still, it was his car first). And if Todd's wife pops by to bring him lunch or something, I can just imagine Dean commenting, maybe later to Sam, that she reminds him of the chick from "I Dream of Jeannie".

I don't remember the exact quote about Tampa, just that it seemed like Dean probably shouldn't go back there. So clearly, chaos ensues at some point during the hunt. Of course, if I really wanted to mash things up, I'd throw in a possessed Plymouth Fury...wait, I am NOT writing this!

Although maybe I should. God, it scares me to think of how old Martin Milner is getting to be....

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*Another thing, Dean has the whole clean-cut crew cut thing going on, and I see Todd appreciating that, as compared to the "hairy hippie" look.

And y'know, considering how often Dean must have to get his hair trimmed to maintain that look, it's a wonder the FBI never posted his "Wanted" poster in any barber shops.

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Shows, you are BOTH breaking my heart. I started this after SoA broke my heart with 4.08 (Spoilers ahead.). Pecked the first half into my iPod and managed to synch it to my computer before the iPod went MIA. Then SPN broke my heart with 7.10...for a while, I wasn't sure I'd finish this, but if I do "retire" from SPN fandom, this is as good an epitaph as I can imagine.

( Two old war buddies reconnect; Piney has a problem, Bobby's got a solution. )



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Okay, SPN. That's it. You've officially lost me.

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Didn't make it to the food bank this morning, but I *did* get four bags of trash to the curb (they were pre-bagged, just awaiting tomorrow's trash day) before running off with Mb for a day of errands. The bad news: I didn't get to a phone during business hours to call the code officer about my yard.* The good news: Mb treated me to lunch at the Chinese buffet in Melbourne. Gingery bean sprouts, nom-nom-nom!

Was surprised, when I got back to her place to check my email, to find a gift story awaiting me: sithwitch13 fulfilled my request for an Equilibrium fic of an AU nature. (I suspect kukkurkurat just went galloping off to read it). I'm a huge Sean Bean fan, so I asked for something that focused on his character.

Finally got to see Friday's SPN. I'm enjoying this season more than I have in a couple years. Because I'm such a geekling, I actually know who Lemmy is; there ARE some brain cells that survived my 20s!

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* Although, come to think of it, it was Columbus Day, so they were probably closed anyway.

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Title: Stand Me Up at the Gates of Hell
Authored by: vanillafluffy
Pairing/spoilers: Spoilers for "The Man Who Knew Too Much" 6.23
Rating/Work-safeness: PG for minor swearing
Approximate word count: 600
Disclaimer: All rights belong to Kripke/Gamble/CW, etc.
Summary: My speculations about the first five minutes of season 7 and how The Situation might be resolved. Title from the Tom Petty song, "Won't Back Down".

( If I were to return you to hell, it would not be to a simple rack with the possibility of promotion. I would hurl you into the cage where my brothers and yours could vent their rage upon you for all eternity... )

Comments are always appreciated.

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Aldi's has little chocolate-covered marzipan logs for 99 cents each. Nom nom nom...must not eat them all at once...must not spend bill/gasoline money on them, either.

Very annoying; I had something intended for a house-warming gift for a gal at church sent to Ahab's, since I *thought* I'd be spending more time there. Now it's there and I'm here, and it doesn't look like I'll be getting it in time to give it to her at church this Sunday, unless I want to roughly double the shipping expense, IE, what it would cost to drive down there and back.

I would post a picture of the item, but for some reason, my screen capture isn't working, grrr. Very inconvenient and yes, annoying.

SPN tonight was pretty good...I've been waiting for the show to use the gimmick they did for the MOTW. I'm sorry that we seem to have seen the last of certain people, especially the individual who instigated what was instigated. (Look, I hate to be cryptic, but it's late and I'm not in the mood to fiddle-fart around with cuts. Maybe tomorrow.) Next week is going to be a hoot.

Being in a pissy mood is annoying. Bunch of things bugging me...in addition to the above, I haven't been able to write since, like Yuletide. A few ideas, but nothing that sticks. The whole "poor and unemployed" thing has my head ready to explode, and yes, that includes the Ahab business and some backstory that I'm NOT going to go into, but suffice to say, it's annoying. Feels like I've been thrown under the bus. *sigh*

Then, too, there's the first anniversary of Kat's death on the heels of Susie's passing. And GK reneiging on her visit, and generally feeling needy and stressed all the damn time!

From a distance, being stuck in quicksand may look an awful lot like wallowing in it....

I take it back. There is not enough marzipan in the world.

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I'm still not *loving* this season. A couple eps were okay, IMO, especially "Weekend at Bobby's"--- but on the whole, I've been disappointed.

As far as last night goes, all I'm going to say is, I LOVE BEING RIGHT! I predicted that particular plot twist a month ago.


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BEST DAMN EPISODE EVER




( Predictions under the cut )

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WELCOME BACK, SHOW.

I've missed you.


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I know, the other night I said I had no desire to write fic for 6.1, but...I slept on it. Twice. And had a "What if?" that *I* think makes sense. Not a spoiler unless I'm psychic, which I kinda doubt.

Title: Do-Over
Authored by: vanillafluffy
Pairing/spoilers: Minor for 6.1, "Exile on Main Street".
Rating/Work-safeness: PG or less
Approximate word count: 1300
Disclaimer: All rights belong to Them, even if They don't deserve it.
Summary: My guess to explain at least a little of what we saw in EoMS. They've just moved to a new town, and Ben goes exploring.

( This is going to be a really crappy summer if all Dean's going to do is drink and cry. )


Comments are shiny.

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I got home yesterday afternoon to an unexpected parcel on my front doorstep. The return address informed me it was from a company called Woot, in Texas, and the contents were an adorable crib quilt, mostly in navy blue, appliqued with sheep. No packing slip to let me know who it was from.

Quite a mystery, as there are only a handful of people who were in on the sheep joke originally. Back when I was working 2nd shift at the answering service---about 20 years ago---I was staying over at SBJB's because my water had been turned off, and at one point, I left a note saying, "Gone to sheep." I meant sleep, but suddenly, sheep jokes abounded.

Discovered the culprit was none other than sbjb, who said she saw it on the Woot site and thought of me. (According to her, it was $8 and shipping was free---quite a deal, IMO, since it's the best made of any store-bought quilt I've seen.)

Movie night at church was great---I really enjoyed "Taking Woodstock", even though there was minimal Jeff in it. The protagonist was a sweet kid, and his parents were really well played. One scene (the tripping-in the-van scene) threw the pace off a little, but on the whole, it was excellent.

I made it home with time to spare for Supernatural. ( Thoughts and spoilers under the cut. )

Afterward, I made an impulse buy on Amazon. I had credit left over after getting my Trauma DVDs, and went to check Catch and Release, which I'd watched over at Schnauzerland. Cute little movie that reminded me A LOT of PS--I Love You, with Timothy Olyphant in the JDM role as the guy who helps the heroine find love after her fiance dies. Got it for $3 and change including shipping, and I *still* have a few bucks left. *grin*

I feel no desire to write anything for Season 6. None.

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I just had a call from T, letting me know they're coming home tonight rather than tomorrow as originally scheduled. I think it's safe to guess that things didn't go too well. S has probably been drunk the whole time, and knowing her, I wouldn't be a bit surprised to find out that she caused a scene/some kind of trouble. It wouldn't be the first time. It's T who I feels sorry for.

So now, I'm trying to do four things at once: Pack clothes, toiletries and food---including perishables---burn a couple CDs of the stuff I've been downloading---which has to be converted to MP3 from wav? whateverthefuck---try to figure out where I'm going and in what order aftr I leave---jolly.

The good part of it is, I will be home tonight and *not* have to run back over here after movie night and SPN. (Tonight's movie is "Taking Woodstock", which I have long wanted to see.)

There really is no place like home.

Okay, I have posted my backlog of fic: one for Hitman (because there is something about Timothy Olyphant with a bar code that is just to die for, no pun intended), and two from SPN_Summergen: my WWI-era adventure (that you don't really need to know SPN the series to get), and my pinch-hit crossover with Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere---which explains it enough that I hope you'll want to try the book if you haven't already. That's what I've been up to for the last couple months, and I'd really like some love for them.

I would also like to know WTF this "pingback_bot" thing is that pops up every time I crosspost to a community. What the fuck, people?! It's isn't a comment, it doesn't seem to DO anything---I have no clue whether I should screen it, unscreen it, feed it magical mushrooms, what?

I know I should also crosspost to AO3, but the damn thing doesn't like me. It gets snarky if I even try to respond of comments: The comments and the tabs don't line up, it's a real pain in the ass. And importing? Ugh. That's *why* I've got 153 fics posted at the Pit of Voles and only 4 on AO3.

My DVDs (coming from Amazon) are in Orlando as of 5:02 PM Tuesday. With that proximity, they SHOULD be here tomorrow, oh happy day! I can see it now, me spending my week at Schnauzerland watching Trauma on the gonzo flat-screen TV in the blessed air-conditioning. There WILL be fic!

I'm really hoping that Igor will leech away some of our humidity. This summer needs to be OVER.


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Title: Ordinary Extraordinary
Authored by: vanillafluffy
Pairing/spoilers: Post-series for SPN, 6 mos. post-book for "Neverwhere"
Rating/Work-safeness: PG for language
Approximate word count: 5500
Disclaimer: I am not Neil Gaiman OR Eric Kripke. Written for SPN_Summergen.
Summary: Dean’s perfectly ordinary Saturday is dramatically interrupted and he’s thrown into a situation that could change his reality forever.

( In the middle of Lisa's declaration that the task of cooking hamburgers and hot dogs does not require NASA-level hardware, Dean disappears. He doesn't wander away while her back is turned; she is looking directly at him and watching him roll his green eyes at her diatribe, when he is simply not there any more. )

Title: The War Correspondant
Authored by: vanillafluffy
Pairing/spoilers: None, gen, AU
Rating/Work-safeness: PG
Approximate word count: 5500
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Prompt by harrigan for SPN_Summergen.
Betaed by: creamfudge, jdsgirlbev and pwcorgigirl.
Summary: In 1918, in an isolated French farmhouse, three American farmboys struggle to avoid detection by German patrols. Could be considered AU or a couple generations pre-series.


( 'I'm a medic. I'm qualified to evaluate and care for your wound. My bossy older brother is a motorcycle courier. If you need your oil changed, he's the guy to go to' )

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Title: Upon a Midnight
Authored by: vanillafluffy
Pairing/spoilers: None, AU for Season 4
Rating/Work-safeness: PG-ish for language
Approximate word count: 4600
Disclaimer: All rights belong to Eric Kripke and Frank Capra
Summary: Dean's in Hell, and on Christmas Eve, a lonely Sam wishes he'd never been born.
A/N: this was started WAY back when during the writer's strike, languished on my 'puter for ages and was just completed for dayofindulgence.

( Although he’s no stranger to cemeteries, being in one on a snowy Christmas Eve is especially bleak. )

Comments are shiny.

Kripke and company practically beat my love for the show to death this season. I'm on the edge of being over it, although there are bunnies slinking around trying to lure me back in. But unless season 6 rocks my ass off, the end is in sight. I can tell, because when I look at my f'list, I have irritated little spasms of "Enough with all the SPN stories, where the hell is all the Justified fic?!" (I'm jonesing, dispite being on every Justified com I can find. It's averaging less than one fic a day. Not nearly enough!)

Show of hands---has anybody else on my f'list taken a shine to Justified? (And if not, WHY NOT?!)


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Tell me if you don't think this guy looks like a long-lost Winchester:



His name is Kenny Wormald and he's been cast in the Kevin Bacon part in the "Footloose" remake. Although *I* think Kripke/Sera/whoever really ought to try to snag him for something next season because damn, the boy is fine enough to be a Winchester!