Don't be silly. It's obviously:

Yes. There are countless things that require passwords or digital signatures that, quite frankly, don't actually need any form of security. I have one password (a basic alphanumeric string) that I use for all throwaway accounts, because frankly, if someone steals my ability to vote on American Idol that week, it's not…

Funny, that's exactly what happened to this guy - he had a grapefruit-sized fatty growth removed from his chest! Don't worry, he managed to convince me to ditch the cone of shame that same night, mostly because he wouldn't settle down for two minutes with it on. :)

I really need to find a copy and reread it.

But you had some key points I forgot, so we'll consider it a joint win. :) I'm just glad our versions agree; it has to have been 20-25 years since I've read it, too.

I remember borrowing my brother's copy of The Green Futures of Tycho and being haunted by it, though (other than being primarily concerned with the future instead of the past) I don't think it wandered particularly far from other time travel books. Sleator had a gift for making both the normal and the horrific feel…

It's been awhile, but it's the sort of book that sticks in your head, so I'll give it a shot. Others who have read it, please correct me if/when I get anything wrong.

All genre shows are contractually required to have a supporting role for Mark Sheppard. Or if not, they should be.

Ahhh, gotcha. I didn't watch past the first episode so I kind of forgot it existed.

Fanboy request for deaf ears: Next Christmas episode, I want Bruce Campbell's Santa and Jenkins to drink eggnog and 'shoot the breeze' when Shatner shows up as Hannukah Harry looking for a mystical mcguffin dreidel... just so we have enough cheese for 2 fondue pots.

Sorry, I don't follow what you mean?

For some reason, lesbian relationships always seem to be implied but not verbally confirmed on cheap American tv. Myka/Helena on Warehouse 13 was the least subtextual subtext I've ever seen, and included at least one character that canonically slept with women, and they never actually said one word. I actually yelled…

Two minor character takeaways from last night:

For the record, by the way, A Hard Day's Night is very explicitly not a documentary.

They're real people who are presenting themselves to the wider world in a certain way. Depending on the celebrity in question, personal inclination, amount (if any) of media training, and the like, that persona may be very close, maybe close to indistinguishable, to the real person you'd get to know if you met them…

That's an astounding misinterpretation of what I said. The members of the Beatles are real people. The "people" we see on a television screen are the personas those real people are pretending to be. Unless you truly believe that all there was of Paul McCartney circa 1964 was being cute and wacky and giving hilarious…

Well, I suppose it's possible Shakespeare was jerking off while writing Richard III, but I personally find it rather unlikely. Fortunately, 98% of RPF writers aren't doing that while typing their Stephen Colbert/Jon Stewart magnum opus, either.

Can we not? The "slash fandom" (if such a thing exists) is very large. I've certainly met any number of misogynists, especially clustered in specific fandoms, but it's not anything like the kind of mass phenomenon you're making it out to be.

The reason I hate these kinds of articles is that, while fetishization happens, it always brings out the people who think of all slash (and fanfic in general) as porn. Not that I never consume the porn or go looking for it, or disapprove of it, but most of the time I'm reading fic because... I like to read. If I…

I've been in RPF fandoms before. The key is to remember that no one's writing about a real person. You're writing about a fictional interpretation of a real person, based on what you see in performances, interviews, other fic, etc. Writers rationalize it in various ways, and most go to extremes to avoid breaking the…