Video Vendredi – Vlogbrothers (John Green)

I get tired of mentioning John or Hank Green from Vlogbrothers and getting a blank look…

Lexy, this video is something John Green calls Question Tuesday on his (and his brothers) vlog, and he is honestly hilarious.

Hope you enjoy, check out John Green’s books HERE (yes, he’s a published author, and his books are amazing)

Check out the Vlogbrother channel HERE

A Nerdfighter is someone who, instead of being made out of cells and organs and whatnot, is made out of pure Awesome. Nerdfighter is like Freedom Fighter, in that they fight for Nerds, and this was made up during the earlier stages of Vlogbrothers, and most people become Nerdfighters because they follow John and Hank Green.

The Yeti mentioned in the video above is John’s wife, nicknamed as such because she doesn’t want to be in the videos. Hanks wife, The Katherine

Also;

Toby Turner is Tobuscus and is also awesome, and also plays games on TobyGames. Links to each of his 3 channels (he gets paid to make videos)

‘ship’ is you like the idea of two characters together in a relationship.

Wholock = Doctor Who and Sherlock. Apparently ‘shipped’. Another example of ‘shipping’ would be Johnlock (John/Sherlock) for any Sherlock related fandom, because I think everyone believes that there’s a bromance happening there. Other examples include Iron Man/Capt. America, Kirk/Spock, Naruto/Sasuke, and the reason why I’m using male/male ‘ships’ is because any time I hear about someone shipping two characters together, it’s usually two guys.

Hope you enjoyed πŸ™‚

INTERESTING FACT!: Hank Green, John Green’s brother, is not actually named Hank. He’s William. His family just decided to call him Hank instead of what’s on Β his birth certificate. I think it’s funny πŸ˜€

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I Don’t Believe in WAITING!

FINAL UPDATE FOR THIS! See HERE for anything else on my journey through this ordeal…

So, I finally watched The Last Episode Of The Second Season Of BBC Sherlock.

Which means I have to wait until around Christmas (approximately, maybe January) for the next part season.

I should have waited….

I have been re-watching the series with a couple of friends, one of whom hadn’t seen the series before. I kind of maybe sort of forced her to watch it, but since her computer hates Sherlock, we have been watching it, one episode a night, with my laptop set on top of a juice box packaging container on op of a chair with the screen as bright as can be and the volume as high as it can go.

Today (Wednesday) is a small break for her because she has to review some things she doesn’t get in class, as well as catching up on sleep.

But my other friend (of the two who watched the series with me) hadn’t finished watching the second episode of season 2, and she wouldn’t be able to watch it tomorrow night, so I watched it with her tonight.

It was awesome, as all episodes of BBC Sherlock are.

But, at the end of it, and I knew it was coming, she tuned to me with a smile and said “Let’s watch the next episode”

It was only 9.

It would be over soon enough if we did watch it, 10:30, 10:40 if there was bathroom breaks.

It felt like something inside of me was shrivelling up when I set up the next episode…

Five minutes into the episode and I wanted to turn it off, wait until the next season came out.

Ten minutes later that same part of me that shrivelled up was screaming at me to turn it off! Black out the screen, mute it! TURN IT OFF! YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE EPISODE!

That shrivelled prune squirmed inside me and threw a massive hissy fit for another five minutes before it got distracted enough by the episode that it only remembered to start screaming again a little less than an hour and a half later. Or, as I’m realizing now, It could have been Insanity having tied it up. Possibly with the help of Sanity. I mean, Sherlock is amusing and interesting and the end of the first season nearly drove me mad, so that must have been amusing for Insanity… But also, being afraid of watching the last episode of the second season isn’t terribly rational, so shutting up that fear of WHY-MUST-I-WAIT-FOR-THE-NEXT-SEASON!!?!?! makes sense. It’s like ripping off a band-aid, best get it over with quickly, Sanity might say. But it can also be like ripping it off in a pool, so that you’re grossed out every time you see it floating there in the water, because you’re never quite sure if that one’s yours, Insanity might add. Probably with a smile…

But then again, Insanity would be that gross kid in the pool who would pick up the band-aid and whip it at you to gross you out.

In any case, by the end of the episode, that Shrivelled Thing was back to screaming.

You’re going to regret this! WHY DID YOU WATCH IT! YOU’RE GOING TO DIE! What the hell??? TURN IT OFF BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!

The ending was already spoiled for me, so I knew what was going to happen…. so I watched the episode through the screams of that shrivelled part of me, watched as what was spoiled unfolded (nice mental image, that), watched all the way through, and now it is with a heavy heart that I await the next season to come out. Why didn’t I wait? I probably could have waited for the next season to be out before watching it…

Perhaps the band-aid was not ready to come off.

But it’s off, and if I’m going by Dad’s philosophy of band-aids, it’s better to not put back on another band-aid. It’s best to air the wound, put on some Polysporin, and besides, it’s not even bleeding…

Watching the episode was probably less like taking off a band-aid, and likely more like putting Polysporin on a scrape.

*sigh* Fun times.

I seriously can’t wait until the next season comes out…

For all those who want to watch the show, go to THIS LINK HERE and watch, and become a fan, and love it.

Also, for those who Read my post HERE about how much I miss my dog, and are curious about what I named my stuffed dog, my friends and I figured out its name.

Benedict Scott. As in Benedict Cumberbatch (Sherlock) and Andrew Scott (Moriarty).

AND because I have two middle names (Elizabeth Rose), my manly stuffed dog also has two middle names. They weren’t really my choice, but I think it works.

Benedict Simba Rafiki Scott. Scott-Cumberbatch if you don’t want the last name to end so abruptly.

According to the internet, if you look up the meanings of each name, my dog’s name means (in full):

Blessed Lion Friend Of Scottish Origin

Which is funny because he’s a dog.

But my Benny Scott confused dog-lion friend is mine and may be species confused but will never be confused for anyone else’s πŸ˜€

Thank’s all πŸ˜€

Musical Monday – SHINee Sherlock

Because I feel like a lot of Video Vendredi would otherwise turn into a lot of music videos, I’m going to try to restrict that to Musical Mondays πŸ˜€

I realize that last Friday’s video included music, but it wasn’t a band, and it wasn’t specifically a music video.

So This category will be for random songs I like (maybe am in a funk and keep listening to the song), videos I think are fun, interesting, funny, etc… and in general This is my way of pushing my varied taste in music to the world.

If anyone has any suggestions, or personal likes, or maybe a band that they think is cool but not that many people like them or know of them, comment πŸ˜€

For today, Here is A mix of two enthusiastic posts from the past mixed, as well as a bit of something for dog owners and noticing things.

For my post on SHINee (and kpop), click HERE, for my post on Sherlock, click HERE (and here for the follow up), and check out my Video Vendredi and future Musical Mondays! Isn’t Alliteration fun?!


For dog owners: Am I the only one who noticed the dog wasn’t fixed in the first time I watched this? Lexy?

For everyone else: Did you re watch this to check?

For absolutely everyone did you notice:

iWatson on the computer at the end?

Ridiculously long hair? (at 1:00)

How hilarious that walk is at 1:32?

How awesome Taemin is at 2:53 and 3:01??? I love him in a Top Hat πŸ˜€

Hope you enjoyed the dancing and music, this is a video from their new album (2012) called Sherlock… this of course means I have been fangirl-ing all over this to an epic degree…

Lexy, hope you enjoy yet another bit of annoyingness πŸ˜€

BONUS: Watch only the dancing HERE

BBC Sherlock and OMYGODOMYGODOMYGODOMYGOD!

I like Mystery series, it’s why I like Death Note so much, it’s why I ruin books for myself by guessing and guessing the killer/ending and being right in some fashion…

It’s why I was so excited to get ‘Mastiff‘, the latest book by Tamora Pierce in her Becka Cooper series.

I like stories that get my blood pumping because I just can’t guess what will happen next, and it’s often hard to find those books when I go looking for them.

It’s why I find fanfiction so great and also so boring. You never find the stories you’re looking for under the right category, and I seriously wish that I could have my own personal category labeled ‘unexpected’…

BBC’s Sherlock series is one that I walked in on my family watching when it was first airing. I didn’t even get the first half hour or so of it, but I decided to sit down anyway.

And, in the way of most of the females in my family, I sat down with a book, so that if I got bored I could read.

Many times it’s a book I’ve already read, but…

But I don;t remember what book it was that I was reading, but I didn’t pick it up once I got a bit more ‘caught up’ with what had already happened, because awkward conversations and silences and interesting characters and unexpected turns caught me and kept my undivided attention in much the same way a piece of string might for a cat.

Or perhaps a particularly interesting bit of empty space.

I bet the expression on my face was much the same.

Dad even stayed awake through the entire first 90 minute long episode.

This series has had so much thought put into it that each episode is 90 minutes long…

Granted, the first season (and from what I’ve read of the second, as well) has a grand total of 3 episodes, but holy frig are they entrancing!

I’ve been rewatching the first season and giggling through more than 2/3 of it, seeing little cues and clues that I didn’t see or didn’t connect to when I watched it the first time, and I JUST finished watching the last episode for the first season and I frankly have NO idea how I survived the massive cliffhanger that they left off with…

For those who haven’t seen this series, I am almost jealous that you get to go straight through that awful bout of anxiety and waiting and are able to go to the next episode in the series….

I HAVE NO CLUE HOW I SURVIVED!

And I am once again hit with the fact that Benedict Cumberbatch (poor name, yes) is a number of things, and being hot as hell is not the only thing.

To the left, hottie mentioned above, to the right, older hottie to be mentioned below

He is also a fantastic actor and pulls off his own kind of awkward that makes you love him.

Very similar to, and I’m making this comparison for people who haven’t yet known the awesome that is BBC Sherlock, the awkwardness in The Big Bang Theory that is personified in Sheldon Cooper.

But, and he has an older hotness about him, there is also Martin Freeman!

He’s Fantastic!

I am fangirl-ing all over this series, all over these actors!

It doesn’t help that I’m still on the OMYGODOMYGODOMYGOD high of exciting and cliffhanger and awesome and FANTASTICness of I haven’t seen the next episode yet high, and even though I’ve already seen a lot of it, and due to a friend who thought too much of me had a good deal of it spoiled for me…

I still expect that, just as I JUST did over the first season which I have already seen before, I am going to have a sped up mantra of “Oh my god oh my god holy shit holy shit oh my god he’s so cute fffffuuuuuuuuucccckkkkkkk oh my god” running through my head as I watch the next couple of episodes.

Okay, calmed down a bit, I’m going to end this by saying that if you haven’t watched it, watch at least the first episode, and THEN decide. It is amazing. I love it and the characters even if the one playing Sherlock has an unfortunate name.

Here’s a LINK to where you can watch the first episode. Click on the dark rectangle with green circle, and wait a couple of seconds before clicking play. πŸ˜€

It’s not fair how good this is…

Also, I’ve avoided giving any spoilers, and a cliffhanger in a mystery isn’t all that unusual or unexpected, so.

***NOTE TO FAMILY MEMBERS***: I’m working, just decided that it was time for a break so I spent a couple of hours watching Sherlock. It’s a good waste of time if it is a waste of time.

*EDIT!*: I just started watching the first episode in the second season and all I can say is “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAHAHAHAAAHHAHAHAHAH HOLY FRIGGING HELL!”

**EDIT!**: To explain that one of my friends thought too much of me… she’s under the impression that I watch everything before she does. I am used to having to wait a bit to talk about a show or an episode with her, and am also used to her coming up to me all excited about what just happened in so-and-so πŸ˜› I was not that amused when she didn’t catch on quickly enough that I had no clue that the continuation of the series had been out, and that she had watched everything she could in order to ‘keep up’ with me, and spilled a number of thins that didn’t make sense but spoiled a number of things. So. Let it be known that you should always CHECK if someone has seen something before bursting with spoilers.

Sherlock is still awesome though πŸ˜›

***EDIT!!***: I still haven’t watched the last episode, and it’s due to a number of things, one of which is that I know it’ll likely have a huge cliffhanger like the first season, and second because I had a number of things spoiled for me, and another reason is because I just don’t want to see the last episode until there’s the next season out. But I will end up watching it when I can no longer wait, and I will likely edit this once more with something along the lines of “WHYYYYYYYYYYYY????? Why must it be overrrrr!?!?!?!”

****EDIT****: I was just about to watch the next episode, but then I chickened out. 😦 I’m a coward. But I WILL watch it before next year…. so.

NEW! Check out HERE for my last update for this.

Being Betrayed by Strangers: The Invisible Audience

I was going to work more on a couple of posts I’ve been writing for the past couple of days, oneΒ being a sort-of follow up to my last post on stress, and others more silly a something Lexy and I talked of, but here I am writing this.

I don’t know how many people go out and read unfinished or finished works by strangers on the internet–silly, I know, considering I’m currently writing to an invisible audience who may have already left for another site by now–but I’m going to assume that we all have people who we like to read from.

And it really is reading FROM.

It feels like Grammar will soon come up to me and give me a good smack for that, but you are reading what strangers have put out to the Invisible Audience, born from their imaginations.

How they put things, how they see things, how they cope with what has happened, we read it and we judge it and we decide if we like it or not, and if we read enough of it, we like enough of what we’ve read, like how they’ve written, we become fans.

We read more.

We like them more, FOR reading of their ideas.

We develop this faith in them, not like a religion, but like a childs’ faith that Santa exists, or their faith that Adults (particularly Parents) know pretty much everything and can always tell when you’ve done something You Shouldn’t Have Done.

This faith says that they will continue to write things you like.

They, this stranger you have put faith into, will continue producing this writing quality you enjoy.

I don’t know WHAT yo end up reading online, you could read news articles, you could read blogs, you could read published books that may have been put onto the internet with or without permission, you could read fanfiction, porn, ads, tweets, facebooks updates…

I really don’t know, but guaranteed you have a site that you go to regularly, or a writer you check up on often, or SOMETHING that keeps you coming back….

Because you have faith that they will continue putting something you find interesting and GOOD online.

The way it develops for most people, I believe, is that you read one thing from them, this Stranger, that you like.

So you check out other things of theirs that they’ve posted.

I find myself doing this the most on fanfiction.net

I read a story I like and check out what else the writer has posted on their profile.

I don’t read EVERYTHING of theirs, no, but if they have written something for a fandom that I like, and the plot summary or teaser interests me, I will read more of what they’ve written.

In some cases, like what prompted me to start writing this particular post, I like what I’ve read of what they’ve written that I decide to click on the stories that they’ve put up in a fandom I like that I don’t think seems particularly interesting.

I caught myself doing this for an author called esamaΒ (BETRAYAL! s/he’s moved all her fics and it’s taken me this long to find them HERE!) after reading a good deal of this Strangers Sherlock stories that I decided that I like how they portray the characters, I like how they’ve used certain crossovers, I like pretty much everything.

So I started reading one story that I didn’t think looked that interesting, and then decided it was really good. Went onto the next one that I thought didn’t look interesting, and decoded I really liked it.

On the third one, which is just now in another tab, waiting for me to get this thought out of my head before reading it, it crossed my mind that right now, I’m expecting this story to be good, I expect to be adding it to my ‘favourites’ list, and I expect that I will be extremely disappointed in this author if this doesn’t turn out to be awesome.

I mean, I already have this author on my subscriptions list, and on my favourites list, what if this turns out to be a BAD story? What if it’s total crap?

I don’t know that it’s crap at the moment, as I haven’t read it yet, but I feel like I would be feeling pretty betrayed if this author who I don’t know doesn’t live up to my expectations.

I know that betrayed may not be the right word, but disappointed may also work if you don’t want to admit that the inner 5-year-old inside of you that judges everything would feel betrayed–betrayed in the same way as I remember being when my Dad refused to tell me what something meant and directed me to a dictionary, the same way I know I felt betrayed when, in that last year of desperately believing in Santa Clause I decided to give him one last chance to prove he was real, and he failed. Because in my mind, if Santa was really as amazing as everyone said he was, he would get the letter I left out for him on Christmas night and produce whatever it was I put on that letter even on such short notice.

Of course Santa is real, but he has more of a business happening, wheer he reads your mind and puts gifts in stores for family members to buy.

But that’s a theory for another post.

But the faith that we all put into strangers still amazes me.

The following that some writers get is staggering…

Or, if you’re more of a YouTube person, consider the vloggers out there.

You hit that subscribe button figuring that they will continue giving you the entertainment you are looking for.

Sure, you get a sort of relationship with people over the internet, reviewing/commenting and giving your opinion on what they have displayed for the Invisible Audience, but they are still, essentially, strangers.

And yet, on YouTube I get excited when one of my comments gained 21 thumbs up…

Strangers are fun…

The internet is a wonderful place, I think…