Well, ha, seems today is Martin Freeman's birthday - which means my two biggest celebrity crushes have birthdays one day apart. And both Virgos like me, which totally figures. I am glad and not surprised to see Tumblr turned up the noise for Michael Emerson yesterday ( Read more... )

Truly my relative absence here has nothing to do with the plan to entice most of tumblr into obsession with Ben Linus's striped shirts. It's really more that I've been trying to kick myself into getting this story written (the Harold one, not the Alys/Simon one, although that one's formulating in the back of my head and should *crosses fingers* be ( Read more... )

So it is entirely typical of me that a declaration of new intent results in a) a little bit of publishing research in between being busy with other things, b) a depressive spiral, c) my cat getting sick. And today was migraine day. But I think I'll be back on track soon. (And the cat is improving, though I was really worried for a couple of days ( Read more... )

We're up to "Je Ne Sais What?" in The Good Wife (or actually the one after that) and I enjoyed getting all happy about seeing Carrie Preston again. Absolutely screaming delightful.

(I was saying to penwiper26 the other day, I don't have sexual fantasies about Michael Emerson. (This is not to say I don't find him sexy. Because oh yes.) My fantasy about ( Read more... )

Finally got around to watching this Huffington Post interview with Michael Emerson. Really I don't think the man could be any more adorable, or there would be some kind of law against it. (Shakespeare, gay rights, smoke monster, embarrassing kissing of one's own wife on TV: half an hour of utterly charming ( Read more... )