That whole paragraph up there about Michael interviewing is BRILLIANT. I love the entire thing to pieces. Especially the Journey part. Heh.
And oh man, the last three sentences are fantastic. They bring the whole thing together and the visual is almost as impactful and the realization is describes. Very, very nicely written. I really enjoyed reading this.
Michael Phelps: Hi I'm Michael Phelps. Me: Hi. I only know about you because my friend writes gay porn of you and puts it on the internet.
DON'T JUDGE ME, YOU KNEW I WAS MESSED UP WHEN WE MET.
If he's in your head, watch out, he'll eat everything that's not nailed down. Send him back this way when he's done. (I don't think he'll club you. I mean, he might try, but he's really clumsy on land, and it's possible he'll miss you completely.)
and drop the fire extinguisher on his own foot. :D
Sorry, couldn't help it! I love making fun of MP.
But the story, oh, Ian. I miss Crocker so much. And the way he gets sub-labeled, yes. People always just have him in the background, but here, even though he's Michael watching, you still get Ian and I love that.
I'm totally butting in here, but...zdarovyehSeptember 9 2008, 00:03:43 UTC
think he clubs me with the fire extinguisher and runs.
I read this, and had to LOL, because my first thought was "Only if he was Keith Tkachuk." Yes, honestly, it's another American Olympic reference, but if you don't get it, I apologize for sticking my nose in. :)
Re: I'm totally butting in here, but...thorne_scratchSeptember 9 2008, 01:12:06 UTC
Dude, Twig is originally from Michigan; she knows all about hockey violence. But she couldn't tell Ian Thorpe and Ian Crocker apart to save her life. It's why I force her to edit for me, because she won't spare my feelings.
It was either this or that song they kept playing with the beer commercial, and Journey is easier to do on karaoke. (No matter how I spell that word, it looks wrong. Like Caribbean.)
And oh man, the last three sentences are fantastic. They bring the whole thing together and the visual is almost as impactful and the realization is describes. Very, very nicely written. I really enjoyed reading this.
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Thanks very much! Poor Ian. Michael ran away with the story, so it was kind of necessary to bring it back to Ian.
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Michael Phelps: Hi I'm Michael Phelps.
Me: Hi. I only know about you because my friend writes gay porn of you and puts it on the internet.
At this point, I think he clubs me with the fire extinguisher and runs. But in a really friendly kind of way.
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Me: Hi. I only know about you because my friend writes gay porn of you and puts it on the internet.
DON'T JUDGE ME, YOU KNEW I WAS MESSED UP WHEN WE MET.
If he's in your head, watch out, he'll eat everything that's not nailed down. Send him back this way when he's done. (I don't think he'll club you. I mean, he might try, but he's really clumsy on land, and it's possible he'll miss you completely.)
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and drop the fire extinguisher on his own foot. :D
Sorry, couldn't help it! I love making fun of MP.
But the story, oh, Ian. I miss Crocker so much. And the way he gets sub-labeled, yes. People always just have him in the background, but here, even though he's Michael watching, you still get Ian and I love that.
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I'm glad you thought Ian was still present! I worried about that, that he wasn't coming through at all. Cool.
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I read this, and had to LOL, because my first thought was "Only if he was Keith Tkachuk." Yes, honestly, it's another American Olympic reference, but if you don't get it, I apologize for sticking my nose in. :)
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