COPILOT

I got fired from one of my jobs yesterday apparently. Somehow I read the schedule wronge and missed my shift on sunday. Yay! Now I have more time to watch firefly over and over and over again. Yippie! I've never been fired before I'm not sure how I feel about it yet.

DAYVE

says it's time to hit the dusty trail. I've hung around here for over a year now, and have pretty much worn out my welcome.... With all the fussin' and fightin' going on in the world, i really don't need it in a forum that was once a fun and enjoyable place to be. Thanks for the good times. Good Luck... Dave

FIDDLER

I found this on youtube. Whoever made this is brilliant, and I love the song too. It made me want to cry... in the most manly warrior like way possible.

EIEN

Yesterday morning we abandoned cable TV. I remember when I was being convinced we should have cable. I was alright with the few channels we had and I didn't want to spend the extra money. Now I am being told it cost too much and we watch it too often. Funny how views change over time. But ultimately, yeah I think I watch too much TV (most of it isn't that great to begin with) and it distracts me from my other fun projects. I've already found one.... I saw a delicious looking close fit vest on a girl yesterday. I fished through my fabric stacks and found something great. It's this pretty drapery weight gold damask with hand sized swirls. If it turns out well I also have some burgandy that will look great as well.

CUPOFJOE

Anyone know how to easily rip the audio tracks from my Firefly DVD episodes so that can listen to them on my iPod shuffle while commuting in my car? Ok, I am a geek and I can't get enough of Firefly. To clarify: What I want is the audio track - meaning dialog, sound effects, and music - not just the music (which I have). There are a number of rippers out there, but they all cost money, and I only want Firefly audio tracks--nothing else. Can anyone help? Thought I would post this here first, rather than waste everyone's time starting a new thread. Thanks!

MAL4PREZ

Monday is the day! I will begin posting my new fic, Back Stories. It will come in three books – Book I is 14 long chapters, and I will post 2 chapters a week. Books II and III are still under construction, so there will breaks before posting them. So yes, this fic will be ongoing for quite some time! I’m in no hurry - this is my personal Firefly saga, it is my epic, it is my fic-tome, and I’m telling you now it is likely my last. I must move on with other things! Real life things, things that involve income… (Any whinging about the posting schedule will result in public lashings, because two chapters amounts to roughly 15,000 words a week – I can’t even estimate how many hours of loving labor they represent. Many, many, many! I can’t just hand it all over in one day! *whip held at the ready*) As usual for me, the main focus is Mal, with some heavy doses of Zoë and Inara. But the funnest (and most challenging) thing about Book I is that it includes 9 chapters which are single character POV. Yes, one for each BDM. And most contain a little of that character’s history, as I have imagined it to be. Other info for those who care:

NVGHOSTRIDER

First posted as Myspace Blog: Been a strange morning. Seems one of "those" dreams pierced the curtain of night and poked my third eye. I got to hang with the successor of the current Dalai Lama. Not really sure how the whole thing works, but isn't the next one pretty much the old one in new form? Anyhoo I come home in the dream and find him sitting quietly in the living room. I thought he was no older than fourteen but I find out later he's about twenty. Nothing couspicuously profound happens. So we watch a few movies (Rio Grande, White Christmas, and some awesome noir-ish flick that I've never seen before) and hang out like old friends. After the movies over tea there is some light discussion. He tells me he grew up with little money but never remembers being hungry. His parents had died when he was very young but never remembers being lonely. He'd been surrounded by violence but never felt despair. The one thing that really touched me was that he had only wept out of joy, never in sadness. Near the end he takes my hand and says nothing, yet I hear him tell me to forgive myself. I close my eyes and open them to see a long line of people in front of me leading to a very large tent in the distance. The people in front of me are wearing various colored robes in all different manners. A funny detail is the three guys in front of me. They are native peoples from different places. They all look awkward in their robes and are either really happy or very drunk. At first I ignore them but eventually I get to talkin' to them, then the people in front of them, and soon we have a large circle or group of people just talking. Soon there is no line. We all stand halfway around the tent laughing and sharing stories, passing snacks and drinks, a few people dance and others play games. All different people of all different places. That's all I have. There are so many other details that are slowly slipping away. That in itself makes it harder to apply anything I felt or learned. I can never have that dream again. I may even forget that I even had the dream in a short while. This leaves me with alot of mixed feelings and unanswered questions. Not even sure how to proceed from here.