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In which our hero gets Stuff
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shadesong held a raffle, which I never ever ever ever win. Apparently, 'Song's random number generator didn't get the memo, because we hit the jackpot in the shape of three prizes: one for the cats, one for rafaela, and one for me. Two of them arrived in today's mail, which enables me to give a full report:
For me: A Tuckerized version of me, to appear in an upcoming Stargate novel by the ever-niftyterri_osborne. Squee! We've already swapped a few e-mails on the subject, and I had the dubious honor of having to describe myself in a paragraph or two, which always makes me flail like a cat in a cobweb. I'm ridiculously excited about this, and have already impressed my jaded coworkers, who think it's the coolestest prize ever. And did I mention the part where I go "squee!"? (Yes, I could've donated the prize to rafaela, but, well, I didn't. Greeeeed!)
Forrafaela: The interactive Doctor Who Duelling Screwdrivers game from mikescomics. It arrived bundled with a William Hartnell postcard, a Dark Shadows audio disc, and a great deal of geek-love besides. It has infrared scoring, sound effects, electronic power meters.... Yeahhh, it's hitting both the game-geek buttons and the Doctor Who fanboy buttons all at once. Right now we're hashing out the perennnial Geek Quandry: keep it in its original packaging or actually play with the damn thing?
For the cats: A red hand-knit mouse fromeilonwy, stuffed with organic catnip. Dear gods, how did we manage to function for so long without this in our lives? Sunny is quite interested in the mousie, and will play with it if given the chance, but is fairly mellow about the whole thing. Lucy, on the other hand, OWNS this little bugger, as she has never owned anything before. Seriously. She bats it around, headbutts it, grips it by the tail and dangles it over her own nose, gnaws it, licks it [!!!], even sleeps right next to it, guarding it like a wolfhound over a dead gazelle. I have never seen anyone so happy (or so stoned). [EDIT: She is now sleeping with her head on the mouse. I have the feeling that we won't be getting it back without losing a finger or two.]
shadesong held a raffle, which I never ever ever ever win. Apparently, 'Song's random number generator didn't get the memo, because we hit the jackpot in the shape of three prizes: one for the cats, one for rafaela, and one for me. Two of them arrived in today's mail, which enables me to give a full report:For me: A Tuckerized version of me, to appear in an upcoming Stargate novel by the ever-nifty
terri_osborne. Squee! We've already swapped a few e-mails on the subject, and I had the dubious honor of having to describe myself in a paragraph or two, which always makes me flail like a cat in a cobweb. I'm ridiculously excited about this, and have already impressed my jaded coworkers, who think it's the coolestest prize ever. And did I mention the part where I go "squee!"? (Yes, I could've donated the prize to rafaela, but, well, I didn't. Greeeeed!)For
rafaela: The interactive Doctor Who Duelling Screwdrivers game from mikescomics. It arrived bundled with a William Hartnell postcard, a Dark Shadows audio disc, and a great deal of geek-love besides. It has infrared scoring, sound effects, electronic power meters.... Yeahhh, it's hitting both the game-geek buttons and the Doctor Who fanboy buttons all at once. Right now we're hashing out the perennnial Geek Quandry: keep it in its original packaging or actually play with the damn thing?For the cats: A red hand-knit mouse from
eilonwy, stuffed with organic catnip. Dear gods, how did we manage to function for so long without this in our lives? Sunny is quite interested in the mousie, and will play with it if given the chance, but is fairly mellow about the whole thing. Lucy, on the other hand, OWNS this little bugger, as she has never owned anything before. Seriously. She bats it around, headbutts it, grips it by the tail and dangles it over her own nose, gnaws it, licks it [!!!], even sleeps right next to it, guarding it like a wolfhound over a dead gazelle. I have never seen anyone so happy (or so stoned). [EDIT: She is now sleeping with her head on the mouse. I have the feeling that we won't be getting it back without losing a finger or two.]
