Happy things.

a. I wrote Chuck/Bryce on Friday night, I've Got a Banana in My Pocket, because I heart Chuck/Bryce. I think the next story will involve kidnappings and lake houses and shiny Wii's as bribery. I hateses you sparky77. Where are the Bryce/Chuck icons, people? Also, yay, Monday = new Chuck!


b. Lush has their new holiday products in. FLEE! Run! Buy! If you get the Holiday bubble bar, be prepared not to leave the bathtub for like an hour. Or six. Also, you might need a nap afterwards. Or you might just sniff yourself in public. Don't worry, the glitter doesn't make you look like a Cher backing dancer. Also, beware the Gold, Frankincense and Beer shower jelly. It is not beer. Do not attempt to eat it or drink it.


c. While playing like a seal at the zoo lolling in the bathtub, you'll need music. Like the melodious DJing styles of KCRW's Mathieu Schreyer's On the Corner, which is this awesome ass two hour program of world electronica/ambient/trip-hop music that I list in my iPod as Sunday Morning Hangover. Yes, I have a whole genre called Sunday Morning Hangover. You just wish you'd thought of it first. I so love On the Corner that I make a point of being near a radio just so I can hear it. It's Spanish and French and Brazilian and Reggae and English and just beautiful. I don't know why they don't podcast it; I have to complain to KCRW.


d. Sometimes people in fandom are a little batshit crazy. I think everybody's come across one of those people, but then you have people like Luminosity, who complete Q&A's for New York Magazine magazine, that make you say: Dear God of Fandom –- thank you for articulate, thoughtful people, who make everyone sound semi-sane. If articles got grades, this one would get an A+ (Link from serialkarma)


e. Everyone's talking about the WGA strike and what it means and who's doing what, and damn the man etc., but Damon Lindelof wrote a brilliant Op-Ed piece about the nuts and bolts of the issues for the NYT, which I thought was stellarly done. And if you want something else to chew on, know that SAG (Screen Actors Guild) will be renegotiating their contract in six months (which is why you'll see a lot of actors on the line -- because if one falls, everybody's going down). You think life is bad when you have no writers on your shows, try not having any actors. (Link from antheia)


f. Shia didn't get arrested (again) this past weekend (thank Moses) but he was hanging out with my favorite running buddy (no, not Ari) Billy Bob Thornton. I know people give BBT a lot of shit, but that man cracks me up and damned if I wouldn't drink myself into a state of being supported by a big ass bouncer if I had the chance too. (Link from antheia)