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SCATS is ready for the collapse of society
posted Jul 1, 2010
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Geek cred does not spread equally through the many facets of the geek kingdom. Stowe, likely singed by my Flash-related coup de grace last week decided to test the utter fabric of my cred sash with this one. He was pretty sly with it to saying nothing other than to just put it out there so he could imagine me squirm a little on the other end of our IM conversation. "Is one Dalec?" I asked not even knowing how to spell my guess correctly.
I'll totally allow him this one though. Just wish instead we both slurped from the Apple cider and were FaceTiming to see one another's reaction. As I sunk down in my chair from pegs below me being soundly knocked out of place I would've wanted a screenshot of Stowe at his most smug. Anyone with the capacity to store and/or spew such a breadth of geeky sci-fi/fantasy/film/tv/comic/etc knowledge deserves accolades. Seriously, where's the reality TV or game show pitting this kind of prowess on the line for cash money?
Whatever the case, if a Dalek ever needed an online dating profile written Stowe's their man with this gem from our most educational chat: "When I am not exterminating all life in the universe I open my impenetrable armored war chassis, stretch out my polypy tendrils and enjoy some me time with a delicious tropical mai tai."
Who wouldn't want to meet that Dalek?
K^F
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I like to listen to Conservative Talk Radio. There, I said it. If I am alone in the car I'll immediately switch the radio to 700AM (The TRUTH!) and then switch it back to music or NPR before I turn the engine off. Mostly I listen because I generally like to hear people talk angrily and with fervor about generally any subject. I come from "Back East"... New Jersey/Pennsylvania to be exact. Back there people yell. They yell when they are frustrated. They yell when they are angry. They yell when they are happy, when they explaining things or when they are talking about the proper execution of a sub sandwich (which happens often and for long periods of time). To me Dittohead Radio is like a window "Back East". It is like one of those soothing sounds of the seashore white noise generators.
As for my complete schooling of Kevin regarding Whovian lore... All I can think is that when I was spending my entire childhood wrapped in a security blanket in a dark room watching the Doctor protect the Earth from Dalek, Krynoids, Wiirn and the Cybermen he was off doing something somewhat productive. One can only hope. For true Whovians I should point out that the Cyberman in this SCATS is a alternative universe Cyberman from the 2006 seasons. The 'C' on its chest stands for 'Cybus Industries' and not, as a normal person may assume, "cyberman'. Also... in any sane world a Dalek and a Cyberman would never, EVER, sit together in a bar facing a time vortex and enjoy a tasty cocktail. They would exterminate each other...
... and then us.
-Stowe
I'll totally allow him this one though. Just wish instead we both slurped from the Apple cider and were FaceTiming to see one another's reaction. As I sunk down in my chair from pegs below me being soundly knocked out of place I would've wanted a screenshot of Stowe at his most smug. Anyone with the capacity to store and/or spew such a breadth of geeky sci-fi/fantasy/film/tv/comic/etc knowledge deserves accolades. Seriously, where's the reality TV or game show pitting this kind of prowess on the line for cash money?
Whatever the case, if a Dalek ever needed an online dating profile written Stowe's their man with this gem from our most educational chat: "When I am not exterminating all life in the universe I open my impenetrable armored war chassis, stretch out my polypy tendrils and enjoy some me time with a delicious tropical mai tai."
Who wouldn't want to meet that Dalek?
K^F
_______________________________
I like to listen to Conservative Talk Radio. There, I said it. If I am alone in the car I'll immediately switch the radio to 700AM (The TRUTH!) and then switch it back to music or NPR before I turn the engine off. Mostly I listen because I generally like to hear people talk angrily and with fervor about generally any subject. I come from "Back East"... New Jersey/Pennsylvania to be exact. Back there people yell. They yell when they are frustrated. They yell when they are angry. They yell when they are happy, when they explaining things or when they are talking about the proper execution of a sub sandwich (which happens often and for long periods of time). To me Dittohead Radio is like a window "Back East". It is like one of those soothing sounds of the seashore white noise generators.
As for my complete schooling of Kevin regarding Whovian lore... All I can think is that when I was spending my entire childhood wrapped in a security blanket in a dark room watching the Doctor protect the Earth from Dalek, Krynoids, Wiirn and the Cybermen he was off doing something somewhat productive. One can only hope. For true Whovians I should point out that the Cyberman in this SCATS is a alternative universe Cyberman from the 2006 seasons. The 'C' on its chest stands for 'Cybus Industries' and not, as a normal person may assume, "cyberman'. Also... in any sane world a Dalek and a Cyberman would never, EVER, sit together in a bar facing a time vortex and enjoy a tasty cocktail. They would exterminate each other...
... and then us.
-Stowe
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