163: A Random Blend of Families and Fashions

[thefourthvine]

Do you ever have one of those Bad Fannish Idea days? Where, like, you think, "I know what'd be cool! A Fullmetal Alchemist x Supernatural crossover. Yes, I want that, despite the fact that I don't know either fandom and it would be so angst-filled that small nations would simply collapse under the weight of the despair and never really know why." Or you think, "OMG! I will buy a vidder in Sweet Charity, and I will have her vid Smallville to Thunder Road, with Lex as the narrator and Clark as Mary." (Speaking of Sweet Charity, won't some ho-ish type go over there and offer her services in Making LJs Pretty? I don't want a banner; I want someone to create general prettiness via magic, because I am really damn tired of my blue boxes. Someone must be willing to do that for a good cause!)

Anyway. I am having a Bad Fannish Idea day, obviously. (Come on! It'd be the Angsty Sons of Tragically Dead Mothers crossover. Or, OMG, a fusion, where Dean and Sam are alchemists and Sam is a suit of armor and - oh my god, this is total craziness. I don't know either fandom. Someone help me. At least give me a Bad Fannish Idea in a fandom I actually know.)

So, here is my feeble attempt at distracting myself from my Bad Fannish Ideas. (Or, like - I could buy a vidder and have her do "I Will Survive" for Jack/Daniel after Daniel's ascension: "So you're back/from outer space/I just walked in to find you here/With that same look upon your face/I should have locked the stupid gate/I should have changed your IDC/If I'd known for just one second" - oh god it's a sickness I can't stop won't someone for the love of all that is holy please help me? Think of the fandom!) Other people's Good Fannish Ideas! They can save me!

Perhaps I can catch some sanity off these stories. God, I hope so.

So, is there a theme to this set? Not really. Kind of. See, a while ago, I did the interview meme in vassilissa's LJ, and one of the questions she asked me was what I'm reading right now. I gave her the non-fannish answers right away, because, well, it's easy to list the books I have in my purse, on my bedside table, next to the stove, and next to the computer. (Yes. Fine. I have a reading problem. I've gotten better, okay? You should have seen me when I was little - except, wait, you couldn't have, because my face was always buried in a book.) The fannish answer, though, was a little harder.

I guess you could say right now, I'm reading sort of randomly. I'm in a phase of waiting, fannishly speaking: waiting for the next fandom to eat me alive, waiting for the next fandom I feel compelled to read through the entire catalog of and then whine bitterly for more more more. (If you've ever felt the desire to pimp me into something, now would likely be a good time.) So, while I'm waiting, I'm reading a combination of new fandoms - fandoms I don't know at all, with, of course, canons I don't know at all - and new stories in old favorite fandoms.

Let's start with the new stories in old favorite fandoms, shall we?

The One That Proves That When We Talk About How the Other Half Lives, We Really Don't Know the Half of It. (Uh, That Pun Was Unintentional. Please Forgive.) Freaky Tuesday, by etben. Due South, Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski.

Oh, due South. I will forever love you, and not just because you have communities with names like stop_drop_porn. No, really, the love mostly comes straight from the characters themselves, and of course from the fact that in dS, anything goes. Bodyswap? Of course, no problem - if the canon had run a season longer, it would certainly have happened, and it probably would have in fact been explained just the way it is in this story: a minor error in the application of fabric arts.

(Hey, I'm not pointing fingers at the person who made the error, here. Macramé is hard. I know this for a fact because my mother took it up when I was six, mercifully briefly, for a summer that will probably be known in our official family history, in the unlikely event that someone writes one, as the Time of Unfortunate Knot-Related Incidents. Also, let me just share with you a hard lesson learned early: if someone asks you to hold something just for one second, and that person is doing a craft, don't. You'll end up knotted into a plant holder while your mother tries to figure out how to get you back out. I suppose my parents were lucky CPS didn't stop by while she was flipping through the book looking for the part titled "If You Have Accidentally Made Your Child a Permanent Part of Your Project.")

And this story reminds me of all the reasons I love and will always love dS. I mean, the way the guys adapt to being in each other's bodies - for Ray, this is just some deeper-than-usual undercover work, and for Fraser, well, he has weirder things than this in his closet, and I mean that literally. Plus, hey: it was written for stop_drop_porn. So there is sex. And since I firmly believe that these guys were OMG MEANT TO BE, like forever, with cherries on top (Yes. Cherries. Oh, you are totally a perv, you know that? You just read dirtiness into everything. It's why I love you.), so in love and totally doing it, the sex makes me almost as happy as the bodyswappage does.

The One That Got Me Reading a Book About a TV Show I Had Not Even Heard of Prior to Reading This Story. Yes, That's Pathetic, Because It Turns out to Have Been the Basis for One of My Favorite Shows Ever, but - I'm Slow, Okay? Five Things Sorkin Never Got to Steal from Sportscenter (But Probably Would Have, if Sports Night Hadn’t Been Cancelled), by scrunchy. Sports Night, gen.

Oh, Sports Night. I will forever love you, and this despite the fact that you managed to make me feel like a total idiot for not realizing that Sports Night, the show, was inspired on an actual TV show on an actual TV station. (They have shows! About sports news! On TV! Who knew? Oh, right, everyone in the whole world but me. Please hide your mocking laughter and pretend, at least to my face, that I am not pathetic and so culturally out of touch that I might as well be from Planet Zik'tch. Also, if you are in the neighborhood of Zik'tch, stop by and tell my people - no, not those people; I still have my boobs - that I miss them, okay?)

This is just - I am incoherent with glee about this story. For one, I cannot believe that these things more or less happened in the real world. For another, Scrunchy managed to convert them into the SN world so perfectly that I am starting to believe she's Aaron Sorkin reborn. (And before you say, "But Aaron Sorkin isn't dead," - look. I'm not saying he is. I'm just saying I think Scrunchy has his soul and his writing mojo. Maybe they have a timeshare arrangement or maybe she made a dark pact with the Elder Gods - I'm no expert on the metaphysics of writing, people. I just know absolutely perfect voice when I read it.) For yet another - wow, this totally gave me the best kind of emotional whiplash. It's not often that I go, within the space of a single five-things story, from real, honest laughing out loud to snuffling sadly to saying, "Awwwwwww" to the monitor, but this one makes me do that. Every single time I read it. And I will have you know I've read it an indecent amount since it was posted.

The One That Proves That the First Rule of Elf Orgies Is - Look, It Doesn't Matter, Because You All Stopped Paying the Slightest Attention As Soon As You Read the Words "Elf Orgies," Didn't You? An Earthly Knight, by ltlj. Stargate: Atlantis, John Sheppard/original female characters, John Sheppard/original male characters.

Oh, SGA. I will forever love you (and, yes, you do qualify as an old favorite now, so there), because - well, just look at this story. John turns into an elf. (ltlj has, um, some pictorial evidence that he maybe didn't have that far to go, which she might show you if she's feeling nice.) And it's just - well, of course he does. It's the Pegasus Galaxy! These things happen! If the characters have any sense, they're just thinking, "Well, it could be worse. He could be a feral elf vampire. With wings."

And, see, in another fandom, any story with this concept (and certainly any story with the rating "NC-17 for elfsex" - I mean, except in LotR) would be crack (...and if anyone mentions elf MPreg drawings right now, that's five points off the house of all humanity, and ten more if anyone links to them), but this is SGA. So it isn't crack. It's just a bunch of folks asking themselves that eternal question: what do you do with a feral elf? My own personal answer would be, "Run," but this is why I am not cut out for life in Pegasus, I suppose. The characters just knuckle down to some problem solving, Pegasus-style. (Except John, who knuckles down to the elf orgies. It's hard to be John Sheppard, folks.)

Note, by the way: this was written for the awesome 14valentines project, which I admire more than I can possibly say. It's over for this year, now - god forbid I should ever recommend anything in a timely fashion - but you can still hit the community and check out all the awesomeness it inspired. And you can still give to the causes it was built to support, because, sadly, women are still in need.

The One That Made Me Nostalgic for Peanut Butter Sandwiches, Which Is Odd, Because I Only Started Eating Peanut Butter Sandwiches This Year. Feel That, by fearlessfan. Friday Night Lights, Tyra Collette/Jason Street.

Yes, this would mark my subtle transition from fandoms I love to fandoms I, well, barely know. Fandoms, if you will, that I have slept with a few times, and now I'm trying to figure out their last names and if I want to hook up again with them on the weekend, and, like, do I have their phone number, even? Normally I try to avoid recommending stories when I'm in this stage with fandoms, mostly because it involves a lot of embarrassing things like admitting to myself that I don't know the full names of the characters, even, and cannot say what is canon and what is not, and in fact could not testify in court that the canon even exists. All I can say is, blame vassilissa. She asked.

So. I can't tell you anything at all about Friday Night Lights. (It's about teenagers! In Texas! Who play football! So actually I do know stuff. Just not, you know, minor details. Like names and things.) But I can tell you that I love this story, because, well. First, this is high school, people. Or perhaps I should say, "this is adolescence." I mean, I did not go to a small, football-obsessed high school in Texas - one could, in fact, say I didn't really go to high school at all, in any practical sense. But I did my time as an adolescent, as we all must. And that, of course, means I did my share of adolescent stuff (and also the shares of at least three random strangers - I was very dedicated to the whole teen experience, or at least the really stupid parts). And, wow - in this story, fearlessfan so perfectly captures the feeling of adolescence - the intensity, the awkwardness, the surprising moments of sweetness, the less-surprising moments of sourness, the way things change, the way small moments are really really huge.

Basically, I love this story because it made me like the characters. It made me believe in the characters. What more can I say?

The One That Proves That, No Matter What Hallmark Might Try to Tell You, an Anachronism Is Really the Greatest Gift of All. The Discovery, by kaneko. Torchwood, Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones. (Hey, I only had to look up last names for half of this pairing! I already knew Jack Harkness, and I'm very proud of that, despite the fact that I believe everyone in fandom has heard of him by now. The man seems to, um. Get around a bit.)

Some of you may be aware that I have a time travel kink. And when I say "kink," I am - well, wildly understating the matter.

I've said this before, but - I watched the 2002 movie of The Time Machine with incredible enjoyment, despite the fact that - as Best Beloved pointed out to me when we left the theater - it, well, sucked. Because: time travel. You take a character, you send him through time, and I will be captivated and happy, even if the part of my brain that has actual intelligent function is sending out desperate cries of, "OMG help cannot take the suckage SAVE US." My point: time travel hits me in my primitive hindbrain, and my primitive hindbrain doesn't care if something sucks.

But this story, this story is the precise opposite of suck: it made my hindbrain and my actual brain happy. If time travel = happy TFV, then time travel + good story = TFV weak with joy. I mean, I don't know these characters at all - I understand that Jack is a stuck time traveler, and I hear he's in charge of a team of (possibly) lovable misfits in modern-day Cardiff, but that's where all my understanding ends - but I didn't need to know them to love this story. And I don't want to spoil the central plot point, here, but - god, it works. It's so perfectly normal, and then it's so perfectly time travel, and I loved every minute of Jack's reaction to this situation, I loved loved loved the plot point, I just - I loved the story, okay? And it satisfied the voracious beast that lives in my hindbrain and shrieks non-stop for time travel stories.

Really, I could not ask for more or better than that. Except maybe more of the same. The hindbrain beast is ever hungry, you know.

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[flambeau.livejournal.com]

O noes! My Camille!

I promise, your curiosity will not remain unsatisfied for long. I am at present engagaged in determining whether it would be more propitious to post on a Sunday night, or on a Monday morning, considering the nature of the story, the nature of fandom in general, the position of the stars, and my apparent inability to write a normal sentence ever again.

(This story has broken my head. We may expire in parallel posts.)

What do you think? Sunday or Monday? :)

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

O noes! My Camille!

*tries to figure out the emoticon for consumptive coughing*

*fails*

I tell you, blogging in sin is one thing, but blogging in tragic romantic everyone-dies-in-the-fifth-act sin is going to be hard.

Also, our marriage bed LJ will likely have to have a black background. Oh, all is woe.

What do you think? Sunday or Monday?

NOW. NOW NOW NOW.

You know, just as a suggestion.

[sinsense.livejournal.com]

I think the fandom as sex metaphor is perfect. I usually think of my encounters as cheesy teen movie cliches: FNL was the kind of lame girl that people like to make fun of, and I starting dating her on a bet, but then she took down her hair, took off her glasses and put on her prom dress, and I realized she was beautiful and/or the woman of my dreams.

(Of course, this narrative arc requires that I throw her over for not being cool enough, whereupon she will date a really cool college guy (metaphorically representing.. winning an emmy? what?) and I will have to do something in front of the entire school/internets to win her back.)

Anyway... yes. Take note!

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

(Of course, this narrative arc requires that I throw her over for not being cool enough, whereupon she will date a really cool college guy (metaphorically representing.. winning an emmy? what?) and I will have to do something in front of the entire school/internets to win her back.)

No, no. Obviously, the fannish translation for this arc will be that, after you throw her over - because you want a cooler fandom, natch - a writer you love will come in and write the Story! Of! Your! Dreams!, and after you see her in the hands of that writer, you'll realize all over again that you love her. Maybe you're even falling in love with her.

But now, now you're 15 eps behind - because you couldn't bring yourself to watch her, of course, after you threw her over, because you were telling yourself you were better than that - and you'll have to spend all night in one long marathon viewing session to prove your love. And while you're doing that, you'll have to post a bunch of really incoherent as-it-happens updates to your LJ. And also you'll be drinking some wine, so they really will be incoherent, but they will show your adorable, loving heart to all the world.

And then you'll fall asleep re-reading a story, and when you wake up in the morning, you'll roll over, and she'll still be there. And you finish the story, and god. God. She really is beautiful, clunky glasses and bedhead hair and all, and she's so brilliant and so much fun to be with. She makes you happy, just being who she is, and she never needed to change at all. How could you not see it this entire time? How could you have ever been happy without her?

And then there will be hot sex. Well, actually, you'll read some porn. But it will be hot, that I promise you.

That is how the story goes.

*fully intends to be very stubborn about her interpretation of this metaphor*

[lorem_ipsum]

The first viewing, I kept analyzing the subtext and nitpicking the plots. (If you really want to know, my main complaints about the subtext are in this long-ish, spoilery, buzzkill of a post.)

The second time, I just allowed myself to go, "Oo, shiny!" This is the important thing to remember when watching Torchwood: Shiny!

[lorem_ipsum]

Also-- I am right now re-watching the episode whose name is rather spoilery, and I'm reminded that the season has some interesting plot/character arcs that are only apparent in retrospect. So re-watching is rewarding.

[flambeau.livejournal.com]

blogging in tragic romantic everyone-dies-in-the-fifth-act sin is going to be hard

I know. There's a reason I usually stick with romantic comedy. Maybe we can go back to the pastoral idyll and pretend the cough is hay fever?

NOW. NOW NOW NOW.

I admit this is my strongest impulse, too. This whole tactical posting thing just makes me nervous. *G* Okay, now-ish it is, as soon as I've boiled rice and figured out if it needs two lj posts...

[janet-carter.livejournal.com]

See, I knew that Sports Night was based on SportsCenter, and that there was a SportsCenter book, and yet I didn't make the connection that reading the book might be enjoyable until a couple of weeks ago (just a few days before I came across scrunchy's story, coincidentally). It's like a book-length Sports Night AU! Published in 1997, via time travel!

[qe2.livejournal.com]

1) I suppose my parents were lucky CPS didn't stop by while she was flipping through the book looking for the part titled "If You Have Accidentally Made Your Child a Permanent Part of Your Project."

I love you SO much. Not just or mostly or mainly for this sort of thing, but it does factor in there somewhere.


2) It's hard to be John Sheppard, folks.

...so to fucking SPEAK. You...you...augh!


3) I did my share of adolescent stuff (and also the shares of at least three random strangers

OMG. So that's where my misspent youth went. Dammit, now I gotta sow all those wild oats at that accursed Age At Which One Knows Better. SO not fair.

(Also, I don't know about the TV show - that's on the long list of things I have yet to catch up on, though not without valiantly trying - but the movie was, in my opinion, wonderful. Billy Bob Thornton didn't even chew any of the scenery. Miraculous, really.)


4) I watched the 2002 movie of The Time Machine with incredible enjoyment, despite the fact that - as Best Beloved pointed out to me when we left the theater - it, well, sucked.

But it did have Guy Pearce in, which was of the good. And it was entertaining. On the whole, that beats more than half of what's out there, no?

I suspect misspamela has already tried to pimp you into Torchwood (hm - on second thought, perhaps she reserved her efforts for I-Man?). If not - or even if so - I would be happy to arrange for you to receive some canon viewing aids, if you like.

*smooches you gratefully*

[dessert-first.livejournal.com]

It really has, yes. But then, dS fandom as a whole is made of sheer, utter, unabashed and optimistic love (excepting the *very* rare occasional death or insurmountable emotional disfunction fic). It's the *happiest* fandom I've read, and (now) gotten to write in. I could sing love songs and comission (not write, because whoa) epic poems to this fandom.

[gwynevere1.livejournal.com]

(Although, wow, I'm impressed that you've picked that up from reading my LJ, since I can't remember ever mentioning it. You are a highly skilled intertextual interpreter, obviously.)
Well, it was nothing you referred to directly, but some allusions you've written like: "Think of me. Think of me fondly. Or, hell, just write me some Beecher/Keller porn."

Hit me! *waits hopefully*
Wrote up a starter set here (http://gwynevere1.livejournal.com/1760.html) in my LJ. I phrased it, expecting that some people from my flist would be reading it, too. If I haven't completely repulsed you from that fandom after this list, I would gladly supply some more suggestions. :)

[kitaloon.livejournal.com]

I'm an only child, and the destructive tendancies of cats are not as well-known as those of dogs, so my parents kept around enough breakable things for our entertainment. (Actually, my mother once left a pair of particularly hideous wedding-gift vases from my aunt at the very edge of a low and accessible table, taking advantage of the inevitable.)

I think in the end mom took up embroidery just to find something non-breakable, but cat + string = further disaster and maybem.

[anenko.livejournal.com]

If you've ever felt the desire to pimp me into something, now would likely be a good time.

I've already pushed Get Backers at you; if you haven't already looked at the fic, start with ranalore.

louiselux writes awesome Saiyuki fic, and has recs to other incredible authors in the fandom.

If you can find yourself an experienced guide, Bleach and Naruto are both fine series. The fandoms, I have heard, rival Harry Potter for the crazy, though.

While it is a tiny fandom for a not very well known series, Big Wolf on Campus rocks. It's meta! and slash! and I love it so. There are episodes available on YouTube.

[brownbetty]

I started hyperventilating in an attempt not to laugh hysterically in a public place at "twenty-four zucchini plants," and wasn't able to finish your comment until I practised deep breathing for a bit.

[brownbetty]

Try rhubarb. I've never heard of anyone killing one, and they're not so likely to try to invade your house and kill your loved ones.

[brownbetty]

The joke where I grew up was "Why do farmers lock their doors in August?"

(To get this joke it may help if you know that no one ever locked their doors, and it was considered only mildly rude to pop into someone's basement to see if they were home.)

[brownbetty]

The key to watching TW is to never allow yourself to think: "but why don't they-- but they just-- But it was them who let it out in the first place!"

Just watch the shiny. Treat it like anime and you can't go wrong.

[brownbetty]

My Bad Fandom Idea for today already happened, which was the insane conviction that Captain Jack Harkness is sekritly the Go Fug Yourself Girls' Intern George. I exorcised it, though, and am feeling much better.

[zoerayne]

But. But.

The SPN/FMA fusion idea would be fabulous! No, really. And I'm not just saying that because I had the same idea and maybe jotted down some notes. Not at all. *koff*

[watersword]

...how does that even work?

*long pause* Okay. Viggo Mortensen played a Navy SEAL instructor in G.I.Jane in 1997. Christina Skye's universe almost always includes a SEAL named Izzy Teague, who is made of awesome, and whose age is never established. Mortensen is a Method actor, and almost certainly would have talked with, if not trained with, SEALs as part of his preparation. I decided that was close enough for government work, and delared Mortensen & Teague friends. Good Omens was published in 1990, and clearly takes place in the present. Therefore, its events would have occured in 1988/1989 (assuming delay for Gaiman & Pratchett to collect and collate material and publish); Adam et al. are ten/eleven at that date. In 2001, during the filming of Lord of the Rings, the Them would, therefore, be in their early twenties, almost exactly the same age as Orlando Bloom, who was born in 1977. Pepper, who's my favorite character, has been sent to read public-policy-type-things at UCL, and meets Bloom during his course of study at Guildhall. Et voila. Now I have reasonable backstory, and sex will surely ensue. Also much examination of the meaning of war and the meaning of peace. Because I am Pretentious.

See, it's totally logical.

I'd actually prefer to keep the SGA idea to myself for a bit longer, at least untilI shake out the kinks a bit and know how I'm going to approach it. But I will end up writing it, because it is awesome.

[sinsense.livejournal.com]

I love this. I want a movie of this. Yes, complete with fandom being the other half of the couple!

[esther-a.livejournal.com]

I used to watch that show! The only fic I've found for it is on Yuletide, though. Do you have any recommendations?

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

(Side note: why do I not have a Sports Night icon? That is so wrong!)

And I am fully expecting the book to be awesome; I got it solely because of Scrunchy's story, and now you say that it is like an AU! Of SN! Curiously written before the actual canon! I am very excited. *bounces*

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

I love you SO much. Not just or mostly or mainly for this sort of thing, but it does factor in there somewhere.

I love you, too, and not just because you cherish my childhood history of dreadful craft-related accidents.

...so to fucking SPEAK. You...you...augh!

*giggles* See? I also love you because you get my horrible jokes.

OMG. So that's where my misspent youth went. Dammit, now I gotta sow all those wild oats at that accursed Age At Which One Knows Better. SO not fair.

Best Beloved says pretty much the same thing - she was a Model of Rectitude and Right-Living in her youth, until we met, and then she kind of, um, drifted - except I think she considers herself well out of it. (Actually, you were well out of it, too. The kind of wild oats I sowed are the poisonous kind. Plus, there's something to be said for sowing your wild oats after you're old enough to understand the concepts of a) common sense and b) basic personal safety.)

Also, I don't know about the TV show - that's on the long list of things I have yet to catch up on, though not without valiantly trying - but the movie was, in my opinion, wonderful. Billy Bob Thornton didn't even chew any of the scenery. Miraculous, really.

Wow. I am impressed; I didn't know he could do that. Or rather, not do that. Whatever.

The TV show - I'm hearing good things about it. Great things, actually, from people I trust. But part of me is like, "But...but...teenagers! In Texas! With football! How can that be good?" And the other part of me is totally feeling up the fandom from behind.

But it did have Guy Pearce in, which was of the good. And it was entertaining.

And it had animated time travel sequences. I don't care how exceptionally wrong that is, it just cannot be other than cool.

on second thought, perhaps she reserved her efforts for I-Man?

She did indeed. But others have basically wandered in, smacked me soundly, and said, "You have a time travel kink, and yet you are not in DW/TW. Can you find five ways that picture is fundamentally stupid?" And so I am getting BB through the DW eps, and then I fully expect to transition to TW. (And I've got DW covered, thanks to a generous source that shall remain nameless, but I will let you know if I need TW. Which I might. Time travel eeeeee!)

*smooches back, in a highly gratuitous and inappropriate fashion, just to celebrate your Return to the Internets*

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

Yup, you got me into GetBackers, and I'm getting into the FF. I'd shake my fist at you, but, well, I like Ban and Ginji too much. (And Akabane. I have an insane love for Akabane, which probably makes me a bad person. I accept this, for I cannot change it.) Also, I have to thank you - the manga got me through an unfortunate period of having to lie flat on my back for long periods of time, so, really, you could not have pimped GB to me at a more auspicious time.

louiselux is responsible for my interest in Saiyuki. Wither she goeth, there go I, although in this case it's taken me some time to get there. (Well, when she started in Saiyuki, I was like, "...Manga? What now?" So there was a learning curve.)

If you can find yourself an experienced guide, Bleach and Naruto are both fine series.

I'm skeeeeeeeered. The canons look hard! Plus, I kind of twitch when I see Naruto these days, thanks to my AMV addiction. (It is law: everyone must vid Naruto once. Usually to Linkin Park. And I, I have watched far too many Naruto AMVs as a result.)

While it is a tiny fandom for a not very well known series, Big Wolf on Campus rocks.

Oh, god, I know nothing about this fandom, except that someone once linked to a YT vid for it, and it was the gayest thing ever. Gayer than The Sentinel, even, and until the day I didn't think that could be done. If you know of a non-YT source for eps (so I can watch in slothful comfort), I'd love to hear about it. Like, are there DVDs? *ponders*