Tag: Gilmore Girls

Taken.

About sixteen seconds after you finish your first derby practice you start to think about your derby name. It becomes pretty much an obsession. Every name you hear gets twisted into a violent and/or sexy pun. It might seem silly, but it becomes an all-consuming task, because you are essentially naming your alter ego. Your permanent Derby persona.

You see, you have to pick a name that nobody has. Nobody in the entire roller derby… world… league… thing. There’s a registry. And you can’t take someone else’s. That means when you’re driving down the street and you suddenly think to yourself “Canna Whoopass!” you will be disappointed when you finally get to a computer to find that awesome name to be taken.

Same with Lorelai Killmore. Taken. Rory Killmore. And Killmore Girls is a team. All taken. Continue reading →

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week four.

First: does anybody know why Moveable Type now hates me? It seems to be unable to understand that “inbox, part four” and “inbox, part five,” are not the same entry. Same with “Marathon, part one” and “marathon, part two.” Trying to rename the old entries doesn’t seem to help, as it doesn’t change them in the archives. The entries are there, but the database can’t seem to understand how to link to them in the archives. Also, because the archives can’t seem to understand the titles, trying to go “previous” and “next” will sometimes jump you a year or so in time. I can’t believe how much I miss hand-coding when faced with the confusion that is Moveable Type. See those ugly links on the side? That’s because our old Amazon plug-in no longer works with this version of Moveable Type, which we have to use in order to be able to update this website with the database my web hosting company uses.

Please, please. Someone help AB and me. We are tired of not knowing things.

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I’ve never been more popular with my friends than right now, because Jane Espenson linked to me. Their reaction is as if they found a tabloid photo of Matt Damon and me making out in a stairwell. Thanks, Jane! You are a rockstar. (And I love the term “clamshells.” Latest strike-clam sent in, by M Giant: “I could write for you, but then I’d have to kill you.”)

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Sweet, Melissa! We miss you, too!

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inbox, part three.

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Pamie,

You probably don’t remember me – I met you at the first journalcon – and we had written at the time (although I’d say the last time was … oh about 7 years ago) – I still have the tae bo tapes you sent me – not that I’m using them anymore.

I just wanted to let you know my thoughts are with you and stee and all your friends. It must be a frightening time for you all and yet you’re doing the right thing. Not only for yourselves but for all the other writers that will come along after you.

The whole situation isn’t getting a lot of coverage over here (in Ireland) in fact if it wasn’t for the internet I don’t think I’d now about it… Although we’re not friends, it’s weird to realise that I ‘know’ people directly affected by this strike. Enough that I worry and hope it all comes out ok. The fact that in this day and age strikes are still necessary is a scary, scary thing. It makes you wonder how far we’ve actually come.
I’ve always kept up with how you’re doing and was delighted to hear about Samantha Who, and kept checking to see when it was going to be aired over here. Hopefully it will all get sorted and at some point I’ll get to see it – or at least buy or download it (legitimately) and know you’re getting your well deserved residuals.

Keep fighting the good fight,
Joanne
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I’ve been seeing lots of old, familiar names in my inbox lately. I can’t believe how many of us have stayed in touch here over the years. Maybe some of you are wanting to say hello to each other?

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Hi, Pamie, I was so sorry to hear about your car accident – Christ, do I know what it’s like to have everything in your life go wrong all at once, and all I can say is that I hope the Vicodin is providing some solace. And I’m really happy to think that my last email might have brightened your day at least a little! Best of luck to you at the massive picket at Fox tomorrow. I wanted to be there as it’s very close to where I live, but my very tight wallet pretty much dictates that I not take a day off work. My next day off is Tuesday, though, and I’ll be walking the line at Disney on Alameda, as some of my writer friends assured me that I’m welcome even if I’m not a guild member. Most of my family and many of my friends still live back home in Chicago. It seems that the further away you get from SoCal, the less the strike is covered and the less people understand about it. I sent out a massive email tonight breaking things down into non-industry terms and explaining what they can do if they want to help bring a quicker end to this. (And I had to break it into two parts, because with my family, massive means massive – we’re Irish-Catholic on one side and Italian-Catholic on the other.) Thought it was worth pointing out the three things that are fairly easy for even the most casual of TV watchers to do:
1. Do not watch streaming episodes on any network’s website.

2. Do not download any television episodes from iTunes.

3. Should the strike last until January, that’s when most original programming is going to stop airing, because they’ll have run out of episodes. There are going to be a lot of reality TV series popping up in the interim – game shows and some really ridiculous generic reality shows that make Joe Millionare look like the freaking Sopranos. I’m respectfully requesting that you do not watch ANY of these, as it will hurt the ratings, and the more money the networks lose, the faster this will be resolved.

Keep your head held high!

Molly
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office space

I keep planning on sitting down to write my Festival of Books story. I haven’t forgotten.

Instead: Two Office-related thoughts in my head lately.

The first was after hearing that Jenna Fischer broke her back at the upfronts by slipping on marble stairs while wearing heels. “That’s exactly what will happen to me if I ever get to go to the upfronts,” I thought. Because, come on. You know that’s what will happen, right after they introduce me as Pamlea “Camel” Riboy.

But more disturbingly, when I found out that The Rules For Starting Over had been picked up, my first thought wasn’t the one I should have had. See, the producers on that show are the ones who developed Why Moms Are Weird with me this season. And just last week I went in to meet all the other people on Rules, because they’d read my stuff. And so the first thought I’m supposed to have upon hearing that a show I met on got picked up is, “Yay! Maybe I’ll get a job!” But instead I thought, “Yay! Rashida Jones will have to leave The Office! Jim and Pam can finally be together!”

Which is why yesterday I bought five books. Because I think it’s time to step away from the television for a little while. (Just as soon as Lost and The Sopranos are over. I mean, come on!) Continue reading →

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i’m awesome.

Home alone on a Friday night. Two cats sleeping next to me. Gilmore Girls paused on TiVo. The episode aired January 10th. I’m a little behind in my television watching.

I am smelly. I got home from work at 7:45 and proceeded to eat the biggest cheeseburger I’ve had since I left Texas. Continue reading →

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Stars Hollow-een

We were talking about scary movies at work when someone said, “You know the last thing I did that really scared me? I rode my bike back from the stage to the office last night.”

I knew exactly what he was about to say. “Oh, God!” I shouted. “You rode through Stars Hollow at night!”

“Yes!”

“It’s terrifying!” Continue reading →

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push up your glasses.

It’s been very hard to keep cool when working with all these writers who’ve done things I admire. It’s happened at all three of these last jobs, where I’m sitting, chatting with someone, and part of my brain will suddenly realize he wrote an episode of television that became a memorable Thanksgiving, or he created a catchphrase still said among my friends. And I try not to Farley-out with these people, but sometimes it’s really hard.

Then I go and screw it all by shouting, “Hey, you guys! We’re driving through Stars Hollow! Look! The video store!” Continue reading →

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Gilmore Girls Recap 5.10

Help-A-Gilmore Day:

Rory wants to show a young Chilton girl a grand Yale time, but that requires the cooperation of everyone in her life. Same goes for Lorelai, when she wants to do something nice for Luke. Even her pregnant friends have to haul around furniture. When Rory’s “humiliated” in her class by Logan and his henchmen, she needs her Grampa to help her out. Luke has one day a year where he likes to be alone and have nobody bother him, but you know a Gilmore can’t resist making herself a part of something she was specifically not invited to. Hey, would you mind going to the store? Rory’s feeling a little hungry.

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