Saturday distractions
So after a working week that resembled Journey To The Centre Of The Earth if my colleagues were explorers, my customers were iguanas with cardboard spikes shot Real Close Up and Hell was an actual geographical location located in aforementioned centre of the earth, it's Saturday afternoon and I am drooling quietly all over the internetz.
I have a pile of tasty books glaring at me from the corner and I neglect them shamelessly. Perhaps I'll throw a rug over them or something so they'll stop looking at me like that. It's hot, I'm braindedded and the world at large is stealing my will to think. Instead I've been crouching on the sofa under the airconditioner and eating banana bread while watching Firefly - which has been something of a mistake, I think, as I now have an insane idea to write an A-Team/Firefly crossover. I know I can make it work - all I have to do is make the science vaguely tenable. It involves Nazis, as well, so it MUST be awesome.
Something like this:
“In 1972 a crack commando unit was sentenced to prison for a crime they didn’t commit. In 1986, they were recaptured and forced to work for the government... In 2518 they pulled off the heist of their lives.”
I have a pile of tasty books glaring at me from the corner and I neglect them shamelessly. Perhaps I'll throw a rug over them or something so they'll stop looking at me like that. It's hot, I'm braindedded and the world at large is stealing my will to think. Instead I've been crouching on the sofa under the airconditioner and eating banana bread while watching Firefly - which has been something of a mistake, I think, as I now have an insane idea to write an A-Team/Firefly crossover. I know I can make it work - all I have to do is make the science vaguely tenable. It involves Nazis, as well, so it MUST be awesome.
Something like this:
“In 1972 a crack commando unit was sentenced to prison for a crime they didn’t commit. In 1986, they were recaptured and forced to work for the government... In 2518 they pulled off the heist of their lives.”