At this distance, the main thing I see in the story is a triumph of collaboration. The kind of shared creation that goes on in fandom is something I've never seen anywhere else, and it's unspeakably precious.
At this distance, the main thing I see in the story is a triumph of collaboration. The kind of shared creation that goes on in fandom is something I've never seen anywhere else, and it's unspeakably precious.
And now I'm dying to read it
Apr. 4th, 2012 02:52 pmY'all, I had the most perfectly, hilariously fannish dream, and I was so disappointed to wake up and discover it wasn't real!
See, there were these books.
The first one was a WWII love story between two soldiers. (Somewhat similar to BJ and Hawkeye from "M.A.S.H." Somewhat similar to Steve and Bucky. No superpowers, though.) It was what we used to call by the inelegant name "fuckfest," meaning there were lots of sex scenes, and each one broke another barrier and made them closer and closer, while they evaded discovery and all that it would have entailed, until at last the Bucky figure was discharged first and went home, at which point (you see this coming) the Steve figure was reported killed.
The second one picked up some years later. The Bucky character had returned to the U.S. He owned a restaurant, and he was married; the marriage had originally been a beard for him and something equally depressing for his wife, but by the time the book began, it was neither loveless nor sexless.
Then (you see this coming), the Steve character reappeared. And he fell in love with the wife. And there was a long period of angst and the establishment of three separate couples, until she instituted a happy plural marriage and they all three lived happily ever after.
These were physical books, but they were slash stories, written by one of us. They weren't trying to transcend the genre or anything; they were just topshelf slash stories. The stories weren't available online for some reason, and the books were hard to find, but I had both of them and was very happy about it.
And then! I was in a used bookstore and I found a copy of a novella that fitted in between them, that told the story of the marriage from its beginnings in negotiated loneliness into its establishment as a peculiar sort of love match! I was so excited! I was just getting ready to come home and read it!
And, damn it, I woke up and it wasn't real!
See, there were these books.
The first one was a WWII love story between two soldiers. (Somewhat similar to BJ and Hawkeye from "M.A.S.H." Somewhat similar to Steve and Bucky. No superpowers, though.) It was what we used to call by the inelegant name "fuckfest," meaning there were lots of sex scenes, and each one broke another barrier and made them closer and closer, while they evaded discovery and all that it would have entailed, until at last the Bucky figure was discharged first and went home, at which point (you see this coming) the Steve figure was reported killed.
The second one picked up some years later. The Bucky character had returned to the U.S. He owned a restaurant, and he was married; the marriage had originally been a beard for him and something equally depressing for his wife, but by the time the book began, it was neither loveless nor sexless.
Then (you see this coming), the Steve character reappeared. And he fell in love with the wife. And there was a long period of angst and the establishment of three separate couples, until she instituted a happy plural marriage and they all three lived happily ever after.
These were physical books, but they were slash stories, written by one of us. They weren't trying to transcend the genre or anything; they were just topshelf slash stories. The stories weren't available online for some reason, and the books were hard to find, but I had both of them and was very happy about it.
And then! I was in a used bookstore and I found a copy of a novella that fitted in between them, that told the story of the marriage from its beginnings in negotiated loneliness into its establishment as a peculiar sort of love match! I was so excited! I was just getting ready to come home and read it!
And, damn it, I woke up and it wasn't real!
Omega males, women, and narrative dread
Apr. 2nd, 2012 09:23 pmI was thinking about the omega male thing in slash stories -- have you seen this? Where a male character will be written as having an estrus cycle, having a self-lubricating orifice, and being able to get pregnant? I've never seen it anywhere but Inception fandom, but for all I know, it's all over the place.
And the first time I saw it, I thought, "Hey, why not just make Arthur a woman? Or write a story about Ariadne?"
And then I thought, "There are stories about always-female Arthur, and stories about Ariadne. I don't read either of them. On the other hand, I'm not completely nuts about the omega-male thing, but I am reading this."
So there's something in particular about writing a story that is basically about the female sexual response, but writing it using the body of a male character. And I have a theory.
See, bonding with female characters is hard.
Seriously, when I watch something with a woman in it, I watch it with a bit of dread. (Even a movie, where there isn't a lot of time for dread.) I still spend the whole time with an underlying dread about what's going to be done to the woman. Not what the other characters are going to do to her -- what the creators are going to do to her.
Maybe they'll fridge her. Or someone will rape her. Or maybe it will be less violent -- they'll give her a new boyfriend or a new baby and she'll completely lose her agency, if not her entire sense of self. Or they'll decide she needs to be absorbed in her looks to the exclusion of everything else (this is often done via a makeover scene).
If she's not a major enough character to merit this sort of reduction -- if she's mostly in the background -- then maybe all that will happen is that the show will cruelly mock her for being attractive, or for being unattractive, or for having sex, or for not having sex.
Now, I like women. And I find them sexy. And so you'd think I could overcome all this to enjoy reading stories about women having sex, right? At least if they're written in fandom, where I can trust the writers?
But you know that thing where women do worse on standardized tests when they're reminded that they're women? To be honest, after all these years of consuming mass-produced entertainment, I feel this sense of narrative dread even when I'm reading original characters written by writers I trust. It's Pavlovian. I feel fear for her as soon as I'm reminded that she's a woman.
So if I have the vague erotic desire to read about the female sexual response, but I don't want it contaminated by that dread? Maybe it's not surprising to find myself reading about men who have sex like women.
[edited to add: maybe I ought to tell y'all what I was reading that got me thinking about this? It was this not-very-dom-subby Inception story by Recrudescence, and it's not my kink but I enjoyed it just the same.]
And the first time I saw it, I thought, "Hey, why not just make Arthur a woman? Or write a story about Ariadne?"
And then I thought, "There are stories about always-female Arthur, and stories about Ariadne. I don't read either of them. On the other hand, I'm not completely nuts about the omega-male thing, but I am reading this."
So there's something in particular about writing a story that is basically about the female sexual response, but writing it using the body of a male character. And I have a theory.
See, bonding with female characters is hard.
Seriously, when I watch something with a woman in it, I watch it with a bit of dread. (Even a movie, where there isn't a lot of time for dread.) I still spend the whole time with an underlying dread about what's going to be done to the woman. Not what the other characters are going to do to her -- what the creators are going to do to her.
Maybe they'll fridge her. Or someone will rape her. Or maybe it will be less violent -- they'll give her a new boyfriend or a new baby and she'll completely lose her agency, if not her entire sense of self. Or they'll decide she needs to be absorbed in her looks to the exclusion of everything else (this is often done via a makeover scene).
If she's not a major enough character to merit this sort of reduction -- if she's mostly in the background -- then maybe all that will happen is that the show will cruelly mock her for being attractive, or for being unattractive, or for having sex, or for not having sex.
Now, I like women. And I find them sexy. And so you'd think I could overcome all this to enjoy reading stories about women having sex, right? At least if they're written in fandom, where I can trust the writers?
But you know that thing where women do worse on standardized tests when they're reminded that they're women? To be honest, after all these years of consuming mass-produced entertainment, I feel this sense of narrative dread even when I'm reading original characters written by writers I trust. It's Pavlovian. I feel fear for her as soon as I'm reminded that she's a woman.
So if I have the vague erotic desire to read about the female sexual response, but I don't want it contaminated by that dread? Maybe it's not surprising to find myself reading about men who have sex like women.
[edited to add: maybe I ought to tell y'all what I was reading that got me thinking about this? It was this not-very-dom-subby Inception story by Recrudescence, and it's not my kink but I enjoyed it just the same.]
Hi, people fleeing LJ! If I know you over there, and you're now planning to post only to DW or to post substantially the same content in both places (i.e. if I can follow you on DW instead of on LJ), can you drop me a comment?
Hi, people who would like to be fleeing LJ! I have invite codes! Please comment if you use one.
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So I came home from vacation and started to catch up on dw, and at first I was thinking, wow, everybody's getting really chummy with Holmes and all, calling him by his first name. Then I realized: No, what happened was I went away for a week and when I came back there was an entirely new fandom that I've never heard of. How does this happen? And how do I get in on it??
Went to see Sherlock Holmes today (about which yay and squee, of course), but when I was really missing fannish companionship was during the previews.
First "The Sorcerer's Apprentice," and somebody please, please tell me that that kid is older than 17, because the preview slashes itself.
And then "Iron Man 2," which just confirms what I have long believed about Marvel: They're not really making entertainment; they're slyly diagnosing the unacknowledged fetishes of rightish Americans.
First we have a little clip of Tony Stark being rather fey while he recites lines that make Republicans have to adjust their trousers ("You want my property? You can't have it. But I have successfully privatized world peace!") -- and then he's down and being stalked by a long-haired guy ... with an accent that sounds Mexican to me, though I see in IMDb that he's got a Russian name, but, anyway, clearly an immigrant of some sort ... with, um, flaming whips. Really, all we need is some prison sodomy and some autoerotic asphyxiation and the talk-radio fantasy world will be complete.
First "The Sorcerer's Apprentice," and somebody please, please tell me that that kid is older than 17, because the preview slashes itself.
And then "Iron Man 2," which just confirms what I have long believed about Marvel: They're not really making entertainment; they're slyly diagnosing the unacknowledged fetishes of rightish Americans.
First we have a little clip of Tony Stark being rather fey while he recites lines that make Republicans have to adjust their trousers ("You want my property? You can't have it. But I have successfully privatized world peace!") -- and then he's down and being stalked by a long-haired guy ... with an accent that sounds Mexican to me, though I see in IMDb that he's got a Russian name, but, anyway, clearly an immigrant of some sort ... with, um, flaming whips. Really, all we need is some prison sodomy and some autoerotic asphyxiation and the talk-radio fantasy world will be complete.
Involuntary crossover
Sep. 6th, 2009 09:45 amThese are not my beautiful fandoms, but last night I dreamed a crossover romance between Ianto Jones and Adam Lambert.
The romantic complication was that they met in Discworld during some great religious celebration, and due to the large amounts of religious adoration that were in the air during this time, people were subject to something called "prayover," in which their emotions were artificially heightened by getting caught in the crossfire of other people's prayers.
Now, Ianto knew he was immune to this effect because of the years he spent studying with the History Monks in the Ramtops. But he was fairly sure that anything Adam might feel was the artificial result of the prayover, so he was resisting, though the story held promise of eventual defeat and consequent angst.
The romantic complication was that they met in Discworld during some great religious celebration, and due to the large amounts of religious adoration that were in the air during this time, people were subject to something called "prayover," in which their emotions were artificially heightened by getting caught in the crossfire of other people's prayers.
Now, Ianto knew he was immune to this effect because of the years he spent studying with the History Monks in the Ramtops. But he was fairly sure that anything Adam might feel was the artificial result of the prayover, so he was resisting, though the story held promise of eventual defeat and consequent angst.
Truth is less unpleasant than fiction
Aug. 23rd, 2009 05:23 pmToday I was thinking about Benton Fraser, Severus Snape, and Sherlock Holmes.
I am kinked so hard for male characters like these guys -- the ones who ought to have "Serious Intimacy Problems" tattooed on their forehead as a warning to others, the ones who might be steamy volcanoes of untapped passion or might be cold fish through and through -- that I evaluate potential fandoms based on whether any of the guys in them are emotionally unavailable enough to suit me.
I'm so very lucky that I'm not attracted to the same kind of guys in real life as in fiction.
I am kinked so hard for male characters like these guys -- the ones who ought to have "Serious Intimacy Problems" tattooed on their forehead as a warning to others, the ones who might be steamy volcanoes of untapped passion or might be cold fish through and through -- that I evaluate potential fandoms based on whether any of the guys in them are emotionally unavailable enough to suit me.
I'm so very lucky that I'm not attracted to the same kind of guys in real life as in fiction.
Best LJ filter names
May. 19th, 2007 01:28 pmMost people name their LJ filters in a pretty straightforward way: by fandom, say, or one for communities and another for individuals. But some people get creative.
I myself have one filter called "art_only" and another called "commsrecs," but the rest of the journals I read are broken up in a way that makes sense only to me, and named accordingly.
If someone comes to my site from an LJ filter, I can see the name of the filter in my stat counter. So I've made a collection of the ones that amuse me:
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I myself have one filter called "art_only" and another called "commsrecs," but the rest of the journals I read are broken up in a way that makes sense only to me, and named accordingly.
If someone comes to my site from an LJ filter, I can see the name of the filter in my stat counter. So I've made a collection of the ones that amuse me:
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Work vs. fandom
Dec. 8th, 2006 01:56 pmI spent all my spare time last night and this afternoon on
dorrie6's anonymous love meme; I'm finding it surprisingly addictive. Yet another way in which fandom is superior to work.
Work has annual performance reviews. Fandom has anonymous love memes.
Work has pictures and comic strips thumbtacked to the cubicle wall. Fandom has icons and customizable layouts.
At work, sometimes you bring your co-workers cookies. In fandom, sometimes you bring your co-workers porn.
Work has paychecks. Fandom has feedback.
Work has those two chicks from Marketing. Fandom has fandom_wank.
Work has fire drills. Fandom has kerfuffles.
Work has newsletters. Fandom has ... newsletters. (But you can get from there to porn.)
Work has memos. Fandom has memes.
Work has annual performance reviews. Fandom has anonymous love memes.
Work has pictures and comic strips thumbtacked to the cubicle wall. Fandom has icons and customizable layouts.
At work, sometimes you bring your co-workers cookies. In fandom, sometimes you bring your co-workers porn.
Work has paychecks. Fandom has feedback.
Work has those two chicks from Marketing. Fandom has fandom_wank.
Work has fire drills. Fandom has kerfuffles.
Work has newsletters. Fandom has ... newsletters. (But you can get from there to porn.)
Work has memos. Fandom has memes.
1. Love memes (like the one going on at
queenofthorns right now) are much easier these days now that LJ introduced its little thumbtack icon! You can track the entire discussion (to see if anyone you know comments asking for love), or you can track your anonymous comment (so you can see if the person replies to it). It's very cool.
2. Some of the discussion on
helenish's Take Clothes Off As Directed seems to be implying that it's a brand-new (and unfair) thing to comment on/criticize a piece of literature by writing another piece of literature in response to it.
But this sort of conversation between two literary works is at least as old as when Christopher Marlowe wrote The Passionate Shepherd to His Love ("Come live with me and be my love/And we will all the pleasures prove") and Sir Walter Raleigh replied with The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd ("If all the world and love were young/And truth on every shepherd's tongue ...").
2. Some of the discussion on
But this sort of conversation between two literary works is at least as old as when Christopher Marlowe wrote The Passionate Shepherd to His Love ("Come live with me and be my love/And we will all the pleasures prove") and Sir Walter Raleigh replied with The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd ("If all the world and love were young/And truth on every shepherd's tongue ...").
TFV's fandom archetypes poll
Sep. 27th, 2006 09:19 pmI have no idea what she's up to, but I'm doing her bidding in the interest of knowledge and all.
So: Never mind what I think. Which archetype do you think I am?
[Poll #831741]
Plagiarized!
Aug. 10th, 2005 11:23 pmWeird -- this has never happened to me before. But an alert reader just informed me that someone has taken chunks of Transfigurations and worked them into her own story on fanfiction.net, here.
I haven't been able to bear to read the whole thing, but the theft is most obvious in Chapter 2, where the first three paragraphs are lifted directly from Transfig. There's some in Chapter 1, too.
It's a very odd thing to do, studding the story with stolen paragraphs; it's a different setup and a different pairing and goes off in a totally different direction, and she even has the same dialog I wrote spoken by different characters. So all in all it seems like it wouldn't be significantly less work than just writing it yourself.
I've sent an e-mail to the ffn abuse team. We'll see what happens next.
Edited to add: Oh, this is great -- evidently large bits of Chapter 4 were lifted from the script of "Dead Poets Society."
I still say it's less work to write your own.
I haven't been able to bear to read the whole thing, but the theft is most obvious in Chapter 2, where the first three paragraphs are lifted directly from Transfig. There's some in Chapter 1, too.
It's a very odd thing to do, studding the story with stolen paragraphs; it's a different setup and a different pairing and goes off in a totally different direction, and she even has the same dialog I wrote spoken by different characters. So all in all it seems like it wouldn't be significantly less work than just writing it yourself.
I've sent an e-mail to the ffn abuse team. We'll see what happens next.
Edited to add: Oh, this is great -- evidently large bits of Chapter 4 were lifted from the script of "Dead Poets Society."
"To fully understand potions, we must first be fluent with its meter, rhyme, and figures of speech. Then ask two questions: One, how artfully has the objective of the potion been rendered, and two, how important is that objective."
I still say it's less work to write your own.
The story of the pseud
Mar. 19th, 2005 05:00 pmI'm really enjoying everyone's comments on my pseudonym poll, and will answer as soon as I can manage it. Several people pointed out that I neglected to tell the story of my own pseudonym.
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Pseudonyms
Mar. 18th, 2005 09:30 pmI've always been fascinated by pseudonyms. One of the things I loved best about Samuel Delany's Dhalgren (other than the sex, of course) was that everyone who came to Bellona got to choose a new name. So of course when I came to the internet, I jumped at the chance to rename myself.
Just out of curiosity (and because everyone's away watching television shows that I can't see, damn it), I've got a poll on how people feel about their pseuds.
I like mine OK, though sometimes I wish I'd chosen something more like a name, and I definitely wish it were easier to google it without getting ten thousand irrelevant hits.
If anyone cares to give me a comment explaining the origin of their pseudonym, this would entertain me to no end.
( Pseudonym poll )
Just out of curiosity (and because everyone's away watching television shows that I can't see, damn it), I've got a poll on how people feel about their pseuds.
I like mine OK, though sometimes I wish I'd chosen something more like a name, and I definitely wish it were easier to google it without getting ten thousand irrelevant hits.
If anyone cares to give me a comment explaining the origin of their pseudonym, this would entertain me to no end.
( Pseudonym poll )
Name yourself
Mar. 23rd, 2004 10:13 pmTonight I've been poking around all y'all's info pages looking at your journal titles and subtitles. These were some of my favorites.
cedarlibrarian -- Saving the world daily through information/I tell some lies, and of the truth all I think you need to know. She calls her friends list Patrons.
cluegirl -- The SoulGarden/No scrumpting ot whinging. (Yes, "ot." I feel sure there's a story behind that.)
dementordelta -- The Serpent Beguiled Me
destina -- Concordia Discors: in contrary motion.
duckpuppy -- like an amnesiac squirrel/burying the same nut over and over again. She calls her friends list "It's all about you, babe."
galilei -- (Mistakes Made By Scientists)
helvirago -- For this is Hel's livejournal/Nor am I out of it
sabine101 -- overlook my supposed crimes
shrift -- her hands don't go to the moon
sloanesomething -- had to rate it R cus it gets more u know/Gimping Towards the Biblical City of Your Choice. Her friends list is called About a new Transfer student that came from dumstung, She has a very evil PAST
somniesperus -- There there. /softly open our mouths in the cold
soulcake -- ... said a person not in the story.
thete1 -- Rage/Confusion/The Original Sin is to limit the Is.
I'd really like to hear the story behind people's titles. I'll start.
My friends page is called The Mermaids Singing. The line from "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" that goes "I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each" tends to come to mind any time a group of People Who Understand Something are talking out of the hearing of People Who Don't Get It. So here we are all talking each to each.
My journal is called Res ipsa loquitur. It means "The thing speaks for itself."
darthfox suggested it as a good companion to my website title, which is "In medias res."
I changed my subtitle today. I might change it again tomorrow. At the moment it says, Let's extend the exciting planning phase indefinitely!
Now you. Go post it in your journal:
My journal is called _____ because _____.
My subtitle is _____ because _____.
My friends page is called _____ because _____.
And, just for the hell of it: My username is ____ because _____.
I'd really like to hear the story behind people's titles. I'll start.
My friends page is called The Mermaids Singing. The line from "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" that goes "I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each" tends to come to mind any time a group of People Who Understand Something are talking out of the hearing of People Who Don't Get It. So here we are all talking each to each.
My journal is called Res ipsa loquitur. It means "The thing speaks for itself."
I changed my subtitle today. I might change it again tomorrow. At the moment it says, Let's extend the exciting planning phase indefinitely!
Now you. Go post it in your journal:
My journal is called _____ because _____.
My subtitle is _____ because _____.
My friends page is called _____ because _____.
And, just for the hell of it: My username is ____ because _____.
Furnaces and unpopular opinions
Nov. 18th, 2003 09:10 pmToday the furnace guy came to do a fall inspection for us. He was a big guy with curly gray hair and one of those mustaches that goes straight down on either side of the mouth, as though it's looking to join up with a beard that isn't there. The connection between his jeans and his hips was precarious.
When he was done with the furnace, he came upstairs to the dining room to write me a receipt. "Oh," he said, looking on top of the piano where all the other musical instruments are. "Who plays the dulcimer?"
"Well, it's mine," I said, "but I haven't learned to play it."
"It's easy," he said, lifting it off the piano. (I was thankful that I had at least dusted it.) "Got a pick?"
I didn't, so he got a dollar bill out of his pocket and folded it up. Then he tuned the dulcimer and played "Turkey In the Straw" and a really fast version of "Amazing Grace" while the kidlet danced around the table.
You just never know, do you?
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I can't resist offering ten unpopular fannish opinions. (
musesfool appears to have launched this one; I first saw it by way of
penknife.)
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When he was done with the furnace, he came upstairs to the dining room to write me a receipt. "Oh," he said, looking on top of the piano where all the other musical instruments are. "Who plays the dulcimer?"
"Well, it's mine," I said, "but I haven't learned to play it."
"It's easy," he said, lifting it off the piano. (I was thankful that I had at least dusted it.) "Got a pick?"
I didn't, so he got a dollar bill out of his pocket and folded it up. Then he tuned the dulcimer and played "Turkey In the Straw" and a really fast version of "Amazing Grace" while the kidlet danced around the table.
You just never know, do you?
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Wow. I really figured introverts would be 99%. What are all you extroverts doing on the computer all alone? Or do you, like, have computer parties where you and all your friends work at the computer together?
Obviously I screwed up all my chances of scientific accuracy by the wording of that "small tattoo" question. There goes the Nobel.
Also, I can see that it's going to be necessary to come up with a single standard measurement for pets, for slasher stereotype purposes. So I've taken the liberty of developing one.
The standard unit of slasher stereotype petness is the Cat, or C. Obviously a domestic feline is equal to one C.
An exchange rate allows us to translate all other pets into units of C.
One rat = 2 C
One mouse = 0.5 C
One reptile of any kind = 4 C
One ferret = 2 C
One rabbit = 1 C
One dog = 0.2 C
One fish (exceptions below) = 0.05 C
One fish (piranha or miniature shark) = 3 C
One carnivorous houseplant = 2 C
One hedgehog = 2 C
One hamster, gerbil, or other preschooler-type pet = 0.25 C
One budgie, parakeet, or other small domestic bird = 0.5 C
One parrot or other talking bird = 2 C
Any non-domesticated animal (e.g. squirrel, toucan, leopard) = 5 C
So those of you who have five dogs, four budgies, or two mice can answer "yes" to the question, "Do you have a cat?" And those of you who have a gecko or a skunk can answer "I have several."
Equivalency ratings for tattoos, piercings, and other forms of body modification I leave to the discretion of the reader.
Obviously I screwed up all my chances of scientific accuracy by the wording of that "small tattoo" question. There goes the Nobel.
Also, I can see that it's going to be necessary to come up with a single standard measurement for pets, for slasher stereotype purposes. So I've taken the liberty of developing one.
The standard unit of slasher stereotype petness is the Cat, or C. Obviously a domestic feline is equal to one C.
An exchange rate allows us to translate all other pets into units of C.
One rat = 2 C
One mouse = 0.5 C
One reptile of any kind = 4 C
One ferret = 2 C
One rabbit = 1 C
One dog = 0.2 C
One fish (exceptions below) = 0.05 C
One fish (piranha or miniature shark) = 3 C
One carnivorous houseplant = 2 C
One hedgehog = 2 C
One hamster, gerbil, or other preschooler-type pet = 0.25 C
One budgie, parakeet, or other small domestic bird = 0.5 C
One parrot or other talking bird = 2 C
Any non-domesticated animal (e.g. squirrel, toucan, leopard) = 5 C
So those of you who have five dogs, four budgies, or two mice can answer "yes" to the question, "Do you have a cat?" And those of you who have a gecko or a skunk can answer "I have several."
Equivalency ratings for tattoos, piercings, and other forms of body modification I leave to the discretion of the reader.
Slasher stereotype poll
Aug. 16th, 2003 01:31 pmOK, why not? Confirm or deny my slasher stereotypes.
[Poll #169146]
(For the record: Me? One cat. No tattoos.)
[Poll #169146]
(For the record: Me? One cat. No tattoos.)