If it’s not one thing, it’s another. No sooner have I felt better than another real life issue reared its ugly head and started messing with my head. No, Winston is still MIA but the situation has been disheartening. Hopefully things will resolve soon so I can get on with life. In the meantime, I see life still has moved apace. Imagine that.
Good friends joined me during the hottest holiday week on record for The Taste which I belatedly learned didn’t start until a week later. They say they still had a good time and nobody smothered me in my sleep. I took that as a good sign.
So naturally I dreamed of David Tennant, who was quite the chum, gabbing nonstop with me at my parent’s old house. We had good clean fun, as befitting the scarred psyche of a good little ex-Catholic girl. I despair of myself. Nope, no sign of Whatshisname.
Speaking of whom, I’ve noticed a disproportionate number of Tumblr posts and Tweets suddenly singing the praises of Tom Hiddleston or Michael Fassbender, and even my DT. I’m utterly appalled at the mass defections. Has nobody even considered Idris Elba? Give the man some love; he’s British!
Okay, on to Whats– er… Richard Armitage. There’s been banter back and forth about the demise of The Beard with 11th hour analysis dedicated to it. Apparently, based on this fresh news (snark reserved), its farewell is imminent. In fact, it could already be history. Oh, be still my pounding heart! It also means we missed our big chance to raise big money for charity. Alas.
My internet buzzes with preparation for the San Diego ComicCon at which RA will attend. (DT was the darling of ComicCon two years ago). So, the big question will be: will he or won’t he have a beard? Oh, he might also be there to shill some movie or the other, I’m not sure. In that case, I hope he leans (clean shaven) sexily forward, flashes those teeth (unobstructed), opens his mouth (fully revealed), and — TALKS. I’m thinking interactively and repeatedly. LA is lousy with pretty people. Americans aren’t into wallflowers. If he wants to impress Americans, he needs to make his personality felt. *SNAP.*
Now that I’ve revealed the secret to his Hollywood success in four sentences, I’m eager for festivities to begin. Over the next few days, I’ll bring to you interesting ComicCon news, repeated elsewhere ad nauseum, except with more snark.
One last thing: on the latest “fan” viciousness, I will only say this: every fandom has one of these types. Eventually they self-destruct by their own words and actions and become what they fear most, social pariahs. So, take heart. Truly, what goes around, comes around.