DERANGEDMILK

Well, I was worried that tonight might be my last night to see Serenity in theaters with a couple of big movies coming out this weekend. I was right, Jarhead and Chicken little apear to have knocked it out of the only real theater in town. Hold on, it gets worse. The last showing started fifteen minutes ago. I'm sad now, knowing I won't be seeing our BDH on the big screen for awhile(haven't seen them on the small screen in a while either come to think of it...might be time to invest in a second DVD set, what with my first constantly on loan an all). Heres to the DVDs! and moreover, HERES TO A SEQUEL!!! -e P.S. I only got to see it six times and I've only really brought about a dozen or so people into the verse. Is my coat brown enough? Have I done all that I can? I hope so.

KAYLEESLILSIS

Hi I'm sitting here trying to come up with how to get Kaylee's sister onboard, I thought about how about her stowing away but then I wasnt sure about that idea and then I thought how about i write it as if she was allready on Serenity. Meaning write a fic between each episode like the first fic could take place between the pilot ep and train job. I dont know I'll think of something. Who knew writing was hard? Its fun but hard.

SHINYGEEKET

I had River moment in my chem class today. Our instructer was walking around the class helping people out, and he had these light blue latex gloves on. Me and my friend, who's a recent FF convert, started quietly repeating "Two by two, hands of blue". It got us strange looks from the people sitting near us, but for some reason, we couldn't stop. :smile:

SUPERDUCKYWHO

::waves:: Wow, I get a blog... ::looks around:: Just saw the movie for the second time, and need my Firefly fix. Was wandering the net and found this nice place here. Don't know how active I'll be, but I just thought I might as well join the ranks. I was actually looking for rumors about a second movie or continuation of the series. Heard more of the series looked grim, and that if he WAS to continue Firfly it would be in movie form. ::shrugs:: I also heard "Wash" was still signed up or under contract or whatever with Whedon and them folk. Dunno how that'd work... maybe just a flashback type of thing, or maybe it's just for the occasional cast appearances at events or something, but still. Haven't had much luck so far. Was just a rumor anyways. If anybody's heard somethin' it'd be good to know. ::waves again::

SHINYTALENT

:banghead: Anyone have any ideas for a xover fanfic involving Angel & Spike meeting the crew of Serenity?

GOTHFEARY

Well, I'm no stranger to blogging. I have a Livejournal with this same user name, but unfourtionatly, I don't have regular access to an un-firewalled computer with internet access. Yeah, my computer at home is a piece of crap so I have to use the ones at my school.:crap: Not much to say about myself right now... I usually just rant. So, yeah, I guess thats all!

SPACEMONKEY05

My first fanfic is up, let me know what you guys think!! :smile: *~Laur~*

SIMONWHO

So finally it dawned. At the end of the day, I would have a sister-in-law, a set of outlaws (apparently that's what my brother's in-laws are to me) and there would be a set of nieces and nephews in potentia from now on. But first: how do you spend the morning of your wedding? Playing golf, if you're my brother. I'm not a golfer but the Australians do it right. First of all, the course was just beautiful. Second, they supply you with all the equipment. Third, you don't have to carry your bags for a yard; instead you get these souped up golf carts which really bomb you about the place. There were twelve of us in total and I teamed up with three other non-golfers to generally hack and slice our way down the course. I had gone round in 70 when we decided we needed more balls, having lost twenty five between us already. So we dashed into the clubhouse and collected another twenty, ensuring we'd be able to complete the next 9 holes without any problems (yeah, 70 after 9 holes. Not great). I managed to lose balls to woods, water and even a surly looking kangaroo. I could have gone after it but he just had this expression that suggested he wanted to be Mike Tyson to my Syd Little. Discretion being the better part of valour and all that, I finally wound my way to the 18th, a rather long par 5. But I hit a beautiful drive that flew down the fairway. I decided to chance my arm again with a three wood and lo, that soared onwards too. I was a good pitch wedge away from the green now. Unfortunately, my shot was a bad pitch wedge and it scuffed along the ground, skidded into the bunker but fortunately managed to roll out of it. As the other 8 had gone ahead of us, we had a little audience as we walked into the last. I was still a good 50 yards from the hole and didn't feel comforted from the heckling we were all receiving. What's more my brother was even video taping it all. I stepped up, addressed the ball and swung. Clip. Whoosh. Tap. Tap, tap, tap. Astonishingly, I had landed it a mere two feet from the hole. I turned to my brother who, of course, announced that he had just stopped filming. The one good golf shot of my day, possibly my life and he missed it. Still, I had a two footer for a par, which no-one in my group had got yet. Slight problem. I can't putt. Seriously. I had had several shots of matching length that I had three and even four putted. But this was for a par. I focused. I practised. I visualised. I tapped it. Plop. Par. Now granted, there's not much positive spin you can put on a round of 129 but, well, after the par, I couldn't care less. I could actually see what the attraction was of golf for my father. We all went back to the clubhouse and had a good lunch of burgers and chips (although most of us rejected the ubiquitous beetroot. I don't know why but Australians love to put beetroot in their burgers in bun sized chunks.) Finally we went back to our house, huts and villa to get dressed. As part of the bridal party, I got my tuxedo plus a rather snazzy waistcoat/cravat combination. I pulled my outfit on, but remained standing under the ceiling fan to keep my cool and sucked on a Callipo lolly to get my body temperature down. Fortunately everyone got ready at pace and we left on time. We had a little mingling at the clubhouse, followed by a slightly nerve jangling ride on the back of a golf kart to the lake where the ceremony was going to be held. We were all pretty much there, waiting for the bride and bridesmaid when *crash* a bucket of flowers toppled over. It stood on top of one of the pillars by where the couple would get married so we hastily gathered round and tried to repair the damage. Naturally the sight of four men in tuxedos trying to arrange flowers when we had not the first clue gave the congregation much amusement. Finally they were placed back on the pillar and the bridesmaids swept in. My sister looked radiant but then it was the bride and she was just stunning. Rob didn't know what dress she had and you could tell he was blown away too. The service itself was lovely; no