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Ramblings of the Week, February 27, 2017

I sometimes get to the point where I think…why bother? Each day or sometimes every other day, I work to create something to post on a fanfiction site for like-minded people to enjoy and I get a few kudos and/or comments and all seems well. Or wellish. And then I lose a subscriber. And then I lose another subscriber. And a bookmark. And yet another subscriber.

And I am left wondering what have I done wrong now?

The good news for me this last week is that Chris shaved. Yay! tumblr_olvmiijcp31spvhnko1_500

Alas Zach did not.

Chris could use a haircut though.

I was really hoping Viggo Mortenson would win the Academy Award for best actor but it was not meant to be. I didn’t watch the awards but I was rooting for him.

What is this? Week bazillion of my cough? Sure feels like it. It’s not as bad (in spite of M would say) but damn how long does it have to go on? I’m wheezy all the time too. Maddening.

In two weeks I am off for the weekend to go wine tasting in Paso Robles.

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That is where we are staying. I forget how many wineries are in the area. Like 22 plus or something. Anyway it will be fun, I think. March 10-12.

My cats are more popular than I am. I get more likes when I post pictures of the furballs. Go figure.

I pretty much didn’t do anything this weekend. I went to the grocery store for about 30 minutes on Saturday, but otherwise I never left my house.

I was so sad to hear about Bill Paxton passing on. I loved him in so many things. My favorite roles for him were in Aliens, Apollo 13 and Tombstone. All movies I own.

What a great actor he was and as I understand it, a great human being. I’m sad.

 

Challenging

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One of the things I like to do with my stories is challenge myself. I started writing a couple of mpreg stories to see what the big deal is, for example. But even then the stories had to be different, which is why you got The Hardest Part and now Who’s the Daddy.

In 2016 I challenged myself to take place in the Old Married Spirk Challenge, writing both an TOS, Every Hour Has Come to This and an AOS entry, A Satisfactory Life.

This year, I am taking on the biggest challenge yet, taking part in the T’hy’la Big Bang challenge.  I saw the sign up and challenge information online yesterday and after a bit of discussion with a close friend, I decided to do it. While I can’t talk about the story I will be writing for it, I believe I am able to say that I am taking part in it. I think posting isn’t until June, though there are a number of deadlines before that. I probably won’t say much more than this on it, but I do hope I am not biting off more than I can chew.

The Return

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I only wish I could say I was better. I’m still feeling crummy. Yesterday, Tuesday, I had something of a relapse and felt worse than I had in days. I still have the cough and lots of guck coming out of my nose (I know, gross). But I am back home and back at work.

Our cat sitter/watcher neglected to check on one of our cats, Luna, and she had locked herself in the bedroom. She manages to open and close doors. She does, really. Anyway, she loves the bed, so she was in there and somehow closed the door on herself and this chick never bothered to check on her Monday when she came to feed them. She spent at least 24 hours locked in this room by herself. She peed and pooped all over the bed and was starving poor thing when we came home. I was not amused.

So I spent a large part of my miserable evening taking care of that, as you can imagine.

I haven’t had sex in over a week and I’m going a little nutty. I just want to feel normal again.

The trip was nice though on Sunday it poured like the Dickens in California and caused all kinds of flooding issues. I am glad to be home and to have a short work week. I plan on taking it very easy this weekend.

Today at lunch I will begin working on Anything.

Weekly Ramblings, January 23,2017

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Nah I’m not coming at you from my vacation. I did this ahead of time and have scheduled it to post now.

I still have two fics that are wallowing in December dates when they were last updated and those are Anything and Young and Beautiful.

Anything is, of course, my story where in one Spock’s universe his bondmate, James Kirk, has died. Devastated by grief, Spock manages to invade the Kelvin universe where he has switched places with the Spock from that universe under the belief that Spock doesn’t want his Jim, so he will not care if he goes to a universe where Jim is dead.He takes his Bones along for the ride. The next chapter will involve what has happened to Kelvin Spock and Bones in the strange, unrecognizable place they find themselves in.

Young and Beautiful is the lustful romance between young James Kirk, just after the incident with Nero, and Ambassador Spock, who has taken up residence on New Vulcan. No doubt about it, Jim is hot to trot for our studious older Vulcan.

These will be the stories I will be updating next. Then I will likely get back to my Tarsus story, When it Began.

I haven’t started my fairytale Cinderella yet. I’d like to get some other stories finished before I tackle that. I still intend to do the winter story at some point as well. Right now I am a little overwhelmed by the amount of stories I have going.

In other news, I’ve been sick all week and it has been quite the struggle too. Everyone I know has been sick this week so it’s made things doubly and triply difficult. I’m going off on my trip anyway and won’t be back until Tuesday night.

This weeks picture is the world famous gif that everyone talks about. Take a look at that look on ZQ’s face and tell me that they haven’t.

That’s it for this week. Have a good one.

 

If I Could

  • If you could be anywhere—I’d be in Dromoland Castle
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  • If you could eat anything – I’d eat mashed potatoes and gravy
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  • If you could be anything— I’d be a famous writer living in exile in my mansion looking over the bay in Central California
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  • If you could drink anything – I’d drink Kim Crawford Sauvignon Blanc
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  • If you could be any age – I’d be 25
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  • If you could unsee anything – I’d unsee Dachau Concentration Camp in Germany
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  • If you could sing – I’d sing The Impossible Dream
  • To dream the impossible dream
    To fight the unbeatable foe
    To bear with unbearable sorrow
    And to run where
    The brave dare not go
    To right the unrightable wrong
    And to love pure and chaste from afar
    To try when your arms are too weary
    To reach the unreachable star
    This is my quest
    To follow that star
    No matter how hopeless
    No matter how far
    To fight for the right
    Without question or pause
    To be willing to march,
    March into hell
    For that heavenly cause
  • If you could be any fictional character – I’d be Lancelot from the King Arthur Legend
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  • If you could play any sport — I’d do Olympic diving
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  • If I could be any Star Trek Character – I’d be Jim Kirk
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  • If I could be any Muppet – I’d be Sweetums
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  • If I could be any flavor of ice cream – I’d be Rocky Road
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  • If I could win millions of dollars – I’d buy a big house in Central California
  • If I could turn back time – I’d be a powerful despot
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  • If I could predict the future – I would have found a way to save the world from a Trump Presidency
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  • If I could spend the night in any celebrity’s bed – this is a no-brainer, Chris Pine
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Random Observations from My Currently Tortured Mind

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Above is where I wish I was today. In Germany. I’ve been there. At that castle. It’s gorgeous. Wish I was there this very second.

I’m tired. My emotional/mental state is seriously dragging right now.

I posted Who’s the Daddy and the response has been pretty good but now I have people telling me I don’t punish Spock enough and others arguing basically that Jim deserves to be treated badly because he slept with three people in 48 hours. It’s exhausted me and drained me and made me regret even posting it or anything right now, to be honest. Clearly I am not in the mood.

My family member is out of the hospital and recovering reasonably well. I will be seeing her this evening.

Is it just me or when you see the pictures from that interview Chris did with W Magazine the only reaction I could give was “Gee, I wish you’d wash your damn hair”. Sorry, greasy hair does nothing for me, even on Chris Pine.

So the other day we are watching the Karl Urban/Rock movie, Doom, for like the 10th time and there’s this strip of something lying on the tile floor on the way to our downstairs bathroom. Milo is going to the bathroom with the door open like always and goes, “What’s that on the floor?” I think it’s just like a strip of material or ribbon or something because the cats play with that stuff all the time. So I reached down to pick it up…and it’s a worm! Ugh. I screamed. Yes, I did. Which impressed the cats because they went running like Godzilla was coming through the front door or something. But it was slimy and wriggling like worms do. So I dropped it, picked up a tissue and killed it. Afterward, I was told I should have saved it and tossed it back outside. Keep in mind Milo has a bug jar he uses to traps spiders and the like to save their lives by returning them to the wild. I said next time he can pick up the worm.

What has this got to do with Doom? Not much. Other than that movie has some pretty gruesome things going on in it, like the tongue by itself just lashing around the lab. Yeah, Karl doesn’t always pick stellar movies to star in, let’s just say. But during a creepy movie to see a creepy worm, well, just gross.

My stomach has been bugging me for about three days now and I can honestly say I am sick of it.

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