88 lines about 44 Rodney McKays

[sab]

First, and thanks to WG, I give you Joe Flanigan on slash.


runpunkrun and I are smoking so much Rodney crack over here we've fallen into our teenaged X-Phile selves and find ourselves under the bleachers all scandalous and writing bad poetry. Punk, however, and of course we've learned to expect it from her, fandom after fandom, is writing, instead, good fic, that you people will get to read some day. *I*, for I am special, get to read it now. And, it's just, we're toast. We've fully surrendered to this impossible, pudgy, brilliant man.

iamsab: Damnit that's a good paragraph.
runpunkrun: Rodney's got such poor impulse control.
iamsab: It's because you SURRENDERED to the COMMA PARENTHETICAL.
iamsab: He really does.
runpunkrun: I do love the comma parenthetical, I do.
iamsab: Mmmm.
iamsab: Yeah, it's such a sexy, dangerous lover.
runpunkrun: So quick to get out of hand!
iamsab: Totally.
iamsab: Next thing you know you're having sex with it 24 hours a day and ordering in chinese food you never get to eat.
runpunkrun: And then, somewhere between the kitchen counter and the shower, you forget how this started and what your point even was.
iamsab: And you have no clean laundry left and you've been fired from your job and the comma parenthetical is just lounging there, moist-eyed and desperate.
runpunkrun: And you just wish you could end it, somehow.
iamsab: It doesn't take rejection well.

Comments

[eliade.livejournal.com]

You two need to stop being so adorable and funny at this time of the morning, because here I am logging on at 4:00 a.m. just for a few precious, offhand words, and okay, perhaps I actually came online for other reasons having to do with insomina and a sudden waking need for a jam and cream cheese crumpet and other reasons not important at this juncture, but still: with posts like this you will Pavlovianly train me to jack-knife awake in the middle of the night and come to LJ in search of you. So stop it!

And stop the comma paranthetical, which is, as you know, contagious.

it's not US, it's THEM

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Now I'm lying here with the combined assistence of an ambien and a joint, and I'm watching the ep where Weir's old Weir travels through time. And I a, LIVING in this show now and shouting things at Rodney and nodding when I agree with what Carson says.

I call this affliction "BIG BEAUTIFUL HEWLETT FACE." There is, as yet, no known treatment.

[qowf.livejournal.com]

Now, see, I miss this.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Punk and I haven't been in the same fandom in like four years and we are LOVING EVERY MINUTE.

Kiss that boy of yours for me, and that RWC too, woncha?

[qowf.livejournal.com]

I will kiss the Pook. If I kiss RWC, he will hit me. But I will tell him you told me to kiss him and then he'll be all, "Really? Really with the kissing?"

I kiss you, though. And there you have it.

[helenish.livejournal.com]

but have you noticed how much David Hewlett looks like Quentin Tarantino's cuter, sexier, sweeter, less crazy younger brother?

Because I have.

Do you think they could get Quentin Tarantino to guest-direct/star in an episode or two, just like he did on Alias? Because that would be excellent.

Seriously! They LOOK ALIKE. Perhaps this could be used to great effect in some stupid story where ladies are talking about hot guys, and John is all "You mean like Quentin Tarantino?" and everyone has to explain that Quentin Tarantino is NOT hot.

it's NOT just me!

[kormantic.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes, QT. Yes.

Also, Sab, you and Punk are-- oh shut up, I'm not even going to tell you how deadly you two are. You're like a one-two punch of braincute hilarity. And now I sulk.

Re: it's NOT just me!

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

Quit sulking, or Punk and I will be forced to post the segments of our AIM chats where we're talking about THE AWESOMENESS OF DAWN. And don't think we don't have the cojones saved chats to back it up, 'cause, oh, we do.

And I, personally, had NOT noticed the QT dopplegangerishness before, but now it's undeniable, and I'm confident that it will unfurl the way Helen has it, where John has no idea what a huge dork he is for having Tarantino photos taped up im his locker. "I liked him before the soul patch," John would say. "Is that better?"

And everybody would have to agree that no, it really wasn't, because QT is still pink and round and crazy looking, but John most definitely has a type.

Re: it's NOT just me!

[helenish.livejournal.com]

where John has no idea what a huge dork he is for having Tarantino photos taped up im his locker.

also, John would think Quentin Tarantino made tough-guy movies, and thus that his secret shame was, uh, secret, and everyone would just assume he liked movies with lots of SWEARING and being shot by sweaty guys with huge chins. Because he's tough.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

ALSO. Can you imagine the QT guest-directed ep? Where the SECRET UNDERGROUND GANGSTA WRAITH come and cap some pansy-ass humans?

Now you have to write me Tarantino/SGA fic. If you can incorporate a tuxedo and a ball gag, that much better.

[helenish.livejournal.com]

well, for starters, I'm not sure whether it's that Tarantino would play Rodney's nemesis cousin whom he never mentions who is also brilliant in some field [hmm, you know, he could be a ridiculous successful major disease curing medical doctor/researcher, which would explain THAT animosity or, whatever. Anthro. Or he's in some kind of job that involves being GOOD WITH PEOPLE.] The point is, everyone's all "Oh, no, two Rodneys!" and Rodney's all "Don't worry, he's GOOD WITH PEOPLE, you'll like him, everyone does, I hate my life."

And then Quentin McKay fucks John and Rodney completely loses his mind. Although I'm not sure how well that would work, since part of the resemblance is Tarantino's sweaty megolomaniacal faster talking.

On the other hand Rodney being all "You RISKED YOUR MILITARY CAREER to sleep with HIM!" and John being all "What! He's HOT!" and Rodney just being miserable and disconsolant, and John thinking it's a good solution because Quentin is leaving at the end of the month and he's so LONELY and snuffle.

OR, you know, dude, Tarantino would totally go for a Genii episode, and fuck some major shit up, and, in fact, the Storm/the Eye seem exactly like his kind of thing, and I'm just going to pretend that Tarantino directed those, and you know we would have gotten to see the seriously fucked-up torture scene, which really would have made things better.

Or John might just watch Quentin Tarantino movies to fall asleep, because he finds them SOOTHING and comforting, what with all the sweaty megolomaniacal fast-talking and shouting and swearing.

[somedaybitch.livejournal.com]

STOP! YOU'RE KILLING ME! *whimpers*

[jood.livejournal.com]

Oh, fine, NOW you like commas.

::snif::

I feel so betrayed.

[cofax7]

::laughs hysterically, remembering the great comma-extractor::

Green Destiny Beta!

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

/weeping

How the mighty have fallen. *eg*

Yeah, I got nuthin'. I BLAME THE TV!

[empressaurelius.livejournal.com]

*Laughing*

[boxmint.livejournal.com]

divinely funny.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

The comma parenthetical is so abused, like the tormented fourteen year old it represents. But here in post-ironic 2005, can't we all, parenthetically, just get along?

Also, GTA: San Andreas looks just like LA.

[projectjulie.livejournal.com]

heh, this is veering dangerously close to anthropomor_fic.

[somedaybitch.livejournal.com]

heh...had to share the Joe'musement. it's a moral imperative.

also? i'm roflmao at the lounging-comma-parenthetical imagery. seriously. you're evil. EVOL!