CHRISPV

Well folks, that is, the two or so of you who might remember me, I'm back. After a long summer of recharging my batteries and working full time (actually, by dint of working a totally mindless job, those two are not necessarily mutually exclusive) I'm back on the ol' BDH express. It feels good to be back. I've done me level best to spread the good word of the 'verse in my absence. Hopefully, I won't be disappearing again for along stretch of time. It's amazing how easy it is to lose track of this wonderful little community when you don't have your own internet access. On a personal note, I want to thank everybody who voted for the Strawberry Awards. As a fanfic writer, it's nice to know that people read and, in fact, like one's work. Kudos to the winners, in all of the categories! Now, it's time to get started on my ginormous trilogy fic, which will if all goes well amount to roughly three full length novels by the time I'm done. God willing, I won't be cursing my own name for starting this thing!

REGINAROADIE

Hey All I got some big news involving the greatest rock band in the world. For months now, there's been speculation that The Rolling Stones themselves are going to be coming to my quaint, little hometown of Regina, Saskatchewan for the first time in their nearly 50 year history. Now, for those Browncoats in Boston or New York or whatever city that they always go to whenever they tour, this may not seem like a big deal. But you have to understand. Even though the Maritimes may bitch about their current situation, the prairies (specifically Saskatchewan) is fairly low on the global cultural stage. So far, the only things we're known for is Leslie Nielsen and CORNER GAS. And when it comes to big musical acts that tour, for the most part they skip Saskatchewan completely, and if they do come to our rectangular province, they usually go up to Toon Town (that's Saskatoon for those who don't know prairie lingo). Well, last week, the worst kept secret in Regina history was confirmed and tickets went on sale yesterday. They were saying that they'll sell out in two hours. Turned out to be twenty minutes. And I was saying to myself that I absolutely have to get tickets for this, because I'm such a big Stones fan and if I were to miss out on them coming to my hometown, I'll be forever kicking myself. Well, even though I was working, my Mom (who I will be thanking endlessly) did the impossible and managed to get me a ticket to the biggest event Regina has ever seen, surpassing the two Grey Cups. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I'M GOING TO SEE THE ROLLING STONES!!!!! Also, on a few side notes, I spoke too soon about Unity. I only did the one week there before we were transferred to Moose Jaw, so now I'm driving back and forth between here and Prairie Oasis Motel last, this and next week. So I'll only be in Unity for my last two weeks. The bad news about that is that we've been asked to stop doing so much overtime, so I don't know how much of a pay cut I'll be getting. But with expenses, should be enough to get me past my financial goal for the beginning fo the school year. And harvest is coming up, so there's that to fall back on. And I'm wondering if I should retire from the wedding videography business. See, I havn't done a wedding since October of last year, and I did one again last weekend. And the whole thing was a dream. The gal was the sweetest gal you'd ever meet and the groom for once wasn't a complete dick. And they actually toasted me in their thank yous to the crowd. They said that I record their memories. That, next to Don McKellar telling me that Quentin Tarantino is exactly like me, was one of the best compliments I've ever heard. So after I edit the footage together and give them the final product, I should quit on this perfect high note instead of being disenfranchised and burned by the experience. Well, that's it for me now, folks. And on a side note, for those Stones fans out there, Chapter 8 of my epic series YOU CAN'T GO HOME AGAIN has River and her band playing "Honky Tonk Woman" and "Gimmee Shelter" to a newly disenfranchised generation. Would like a rock perspective on that, please. Peace

CAPTURE

Wow! I feel like I have fallen of the radar over the past week! I have been soooooo busy with school I have not had any time to check in with all my shiney Firefly pals! Anyways, school has been a nightmere! Papers left and right, presentations, exams, final exams....I pretty much want to go fetal and cry! *boo, hoo, hoo* Thankfully, I only have another week and a half and then I can go get extreamly drunk and forget the last 12 weeks ever happened...anybody know where they serve mudders milk around here??? Capture The frazzeled and sleep deprived

FUTUREMRSFILLION

So the momster (who is home from hospital thankyouverymuch) called and said - "get a camera and take pictures of all the things {he} promised to fix and finish and never did. If he wants to take pictures of the "luxury" you live in - have pictures that shows what a tumbledown piece of crap your house really is" So I am gonna. Cause you gotta do what your mother says!

NICKEL

1. [u]Serenity[/u] [b]Wash:[/b] Everything looks good from here...Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... "This Land." I think we should call it "your grave!" Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal! Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh! Now die! Oh, no, God! Oh, dear God in heaven! 2. [u]The Train Job[/u] [b]Mal:[/b] Drunks are so cute. [b]Inara:[/b] What did I say to you about barging into my shuttle? [b]Mal:[/b] That it was manly and impulsive? [b]Mal:[/b] Have you got time to do my hair? [b]Inara:[/b] Out. [b]Jayne:[/b]You've got the light.. from the console.. keep you, lift you up. They shine like... ...little angels... 3. [u]Bushwhacked[/u] [b]Kaylee:[/b] So I guess that makes us one man short. [b]Jayne:[/b] Little Kaylee's always one man short. [b]Jayne:[/b] Looked bigger when I couldn't see him. [b]Wash:[/b] The legs. Oh yeah, definitely have to say it was her legs. You can put that down. Her legs, and where her legs meet her back. Actually, that whole area. That, and above it. [b]Wash:[/b] Have you seen what she wears? Forget about it. Have you ever been with a warrior woman? 4. [u]Shindig[/u] [b]Wash:[/b] You want a slinky dress? I can buy you a slinky dress. Captain, can I have money for a slinky dress? [b]Kaylee:[/b] Yes, sir, Captain Tightpants. [b]Zoe:[/b] You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. [b]Wash:[/b] Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. "Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross..." [b]Mal:[/b] Use of a swo... what? [b]River:[/b] Sure, I got a secret. More than one. Don't seem likely I'd tell 'em to you now, do it? Anyone off Dyton Colony knows better than to talk to strangers. You're talking loud enough for the both of us though, ain'tcha? I've known a dozen like you. Skipped off home early, running graft jobs here and there. Spent some time in the lock down, but less than you claim. And you're what? Petty thief with delusions of standing? Sad, little king of a sad, little hill. [b]Inara:[/b] How did I avoid that? [b]Mal:[/b] By being fast like a freak? 5. [u]Safe[/u] [b]River:[/b] The human body can be drained of blood in 8.6 seconds given adequate vacuuming systems. [b]Mal:[/b] See, morbid and creepifying, I got no problem with, long as she does it quiet-like. [b]Jayne:[/b] I like smackin' 'em. [b]Jayne:[/b] "Dear Diary, Today I was pompous and my sister was crazy." "Today, we were kidnapped by hill folk never to be seen again. It was the best day ever." 6. [u]Our Mrs. Reynolds[/u] [b]Jayne:[/b] Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature. [b]Mal:[/b] How can you say that? How can you shame me in front of new people? [b]Jayne:[/b] If I could make you purtier, I would. [b]Mal:[/b] You are not the man I met a year ago. [b]Mal:[/b] ...I swear by my pretty floral bonnet I will end you. [b]Mal:[/b] How drunk was I last night? [b]Book:[/b] The special hell. [b]Saffron:[/b] I do know my bible, sir. On the night of their betrothal the wife shall open to the man as the furrow to the plow. He shall work in her again and again, til she bring him to his full. And rest him then upon the sweat of her breast. [b]Mal:[/b] Whoa. Good bible. [b]Mal:[/b] But she was naked! And all... articulate! 7. [u]Jaynestown[/u] [b]Mal:[/b] Jayne? [b]Jayne:[/b] Yeah? [b]Mal:[/b] You want to tell me how come there's a statue of you here looking at me like I owe him something? [b]Wash:[/b] I think they captured him, though - you know...captured his essence. [b]Kaylee:[/b] Looks sort of angry, don't he? [b]Wash:[/b] That's kinda what I meant. [b]Busker:[/b] Jayne, The man we call Jayne, He robbedf rom the rich and he gave to the poor Stood up to the Man and he gave him what for, Our love for him now ain't hard to explain, The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne... 8. [u]Out of Gas[/

JOCKOCKEYOCK

Fire Heat blinds and burns the edges of open wounds as poison slithers concealed amid the boiling blood. Salt upon torn flesh festers below shallow skin.

EXOTICK

Ok I was sitting in traffic on my way home from work and I started to wonder how many people around me, if any, were fellow browncoats. You know if when I'm at the grocery store or the mall or hell just walking down the street and I'm passing browncoats and have no way of knowing.