Writer: Chuck Dixon
Pencils: Tom Lyle
Inks: Bob Smith
Now the Huntress has gotten herself captured.
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Writer: Chuck Dixon
Pencils: Tom Lyle
Inks: Bob Smith
Now the Huntress has gotten herself captured.
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Homecoming is here again- and that means DANCE which translates into DATES AND BOYS…
Back to school! Time to start the year off with the Pratt twins and another snack-themed scheme.
Background: I was pretty harsh on Susan and Christine Pratt back in 2013, when we looked at The Banana Split Affair in this space, when studious introvert Susan (AKA Snooze) and boy-crazy extrovert Christine swapped places to find out how they other half lived during their junior year in high school.
I should have guessed that I couldn’t keep away from a series with two gimmicks (twin-swapping and titles named after foods), and maybe I am mellowing (MARSH-mellowing?) [STOP! -Ed.] in my old age, because this time around the brainlessness tips over into extreme silliness and oh yeah, also now it involves cross-dressing. There are also some well-intentioned lessons, earnestly delivered.
The Plot: I also didn’t realize until this point that the 13 volumes follow a strict chronology, following the twins from their junior year of high school and into college; this is #5 in the series, and they have returned to Whittington High for their senior year.
The weekend before homecoming, Chris and Sooze are joined by their BFFs Beth and Holly for an impromptu slumber party, where they are making hot chocolate and shrieking about life’s greatest mystery: BOYS!!!
Chris has been giving the full-court press to Scott Stevens, the school’s basketball hero, Chris is nursing a secret crush on Holly’s older brother; Holly can’t figure out why her steady dude won’t give her the time of day this week, Beth is so shy she can’t even speak to boys.
“Boys! What on earth goes on in their heads? I sure wish I could figure them out!”
Uncharacteristically, it is the mild-mannered Sooze and Beth who have the impetus for the latest scheme, when Beth wishes she could spy on the boys to find out what they really think, and the next morning Susan has a brainstorm:
“Don’t you see? The best way to find out why boys are the way they are is to pretend to be one.”
Inspired by their hot cocoa from the night before, Susan christens their latest “prank” THE MARSHMALLOW MASQUERADE.
Obviously, it will be Chris playing the role of “Cousin Charlie from Chicago” who will be attending Chris’s classes in her place because she has the flu. First stop is the mall and The Men’s Den to get “Charlie” outfitted.
Chris zeroed in on a rack full of sweaters. They were all half price, and they were all pale colors: blue, beige, and two or three in pink.
“I like these pink ones, I wonder what size I am in boys’ clothes…”
“Christine Pratt! Put that sweater down immediately!” Susan demanded.
“But why?”
“Because it’s pink!”
Yeah, Chris, this is the Very Hetero 80s, you can’t show up as a pink twink on your first day.
“Boys’ clothes are BORING! Why, they hardly get any chance at all to express their individuality through the clothes they wear! Not to mention the fact that they’re not supposed to wear clothes like pink or yellow or lavender…”
They select some suitably boring and butch clothes for Charlie, but Sooze then makes Chris confront the problem with her long hair. After considering wearing a baseball cap or a hooded sweatshirt at all times, Chris finally relents and goes to the mall barber, and get’s a boys’ haircut, which actually does make me admire her dedication to this whole enterprise.
The next morning, they sneak out of the house before breakfast to not arouse their parents’ suspicion and unleash Charlie on their first unsuspecting victims, Holly and her older brother Mike. Holly’s still pissed at her boyfriend for ignoring her and starts flirting with “Charlie” which is awkward. Chris-as-Charlie also picks up on the unspoken tension between Sooze and Mike and decides that’s she’s going to do a bonus good deed and play matchmaker for Sooze and Mike.
Having successfully passed as Charlie with her own BFF, Chris is confident when she walks into homeroom… until Charlie immediately gets into a confrontation with Eddie McKay, the school bully who does not like the cut of this new guy’s jib, and challenges him to a fight after school on Friday.
More complications ensue, when she has the opportunity to talk with Scott, only to find out that he hasn’t really given a second thought to Charlie’s “cousin”, Chris. And then there is gym class, although at least the coach has paused wrestling in favor of gymnastics (although swimmer/cheerleader Chris competes so ably on the parallel bars and pommel horse, she ends up wishing that she actually did have a chance to prove that girls are just as good at wrestling…)
More complications develop when class nerd Peter Blake seems to be just as attracted to Charlie as he is to Chris (awkward), although Charlie also gets an invite to come over to Scott’s after school and look at his basketball scrapbooks.
Throughout the week, Chris-as-Charlie learns some minor lessons about how being a boy has its drawbacks and challenges as much as being a girl does… but mostly learns dispiriting things about what a lot of her male classmates think and say about girls when they are not around.
When Chris-as-Charlie makes her long awaited visit to Scott’s house after school, he reveals himself to be a chauvinist creep who is mean to his mom, and the spell is broken:
“I’m please to meet you, Charlie. Would you like a snack? I just made some cookies- “
“What kind?” Scott interrupted her.
“Chocolate chip.”
“Aw, Mom, not again! You ALWAYS make that kind!” Scott, Chris was astonished to see, was practically pouting.
When she was gone, Chris observed “Gee, Scott, it’s awfully nice that you mother bakes homemade cookies for your family.”
“Well, why not? She’s got nothing else to do all day.”
Chris was bewildered. It was growing increasingly obvious to her that Mrs. Steven wasn’t treated very well in her own home. In fact, it even appeared she didn’t expect to!
After seeing Scott’s filthy room and being forced to admire his big basketball trophy, the spell is broken. In fact, Chris-as-Charlie even takes a second look at the nerdy Peter, who seems comfortable in his masculinity and hobby as an amateur animal rehabilitator- when he invites “Charlie” over to meet the strays he has nursed back to health, he is also nice to his mom.
But there is still the issue of that big High Noon fight with Eddie McKay on Friday. Chris is determined that she is going to hold her own and starts lifting weights to better her chances of not getting her ass completely kicked.
But when Friday comes she goes to meet Eddie, who is strangely described as “sashaying” the schoolyard (????), she impulsively decides on a different plan: telling Eddie that he can punch her/him in the face if he wants, but she/he doesn’t care what he thinks of him/her, she’s not fighting him.
Eddie calls Charlie a coward, but Chris walks away with a shrug, and a slow-clap from her classmates, boys and girls alike, who are glad that somebody finally told Eddie where to stick it.
“Charlie” still has a few good deeds to do before the dance, including suggesting to Mike that he ask Sooze to the homecoming dance, and calling up Peter as herself to make the very liberated ask to go to the dance with her (as well as getting him to get his BFF to ask Beth). Sooze returns the favor by getting her own hair chopped off to match Chris’s, so they can be twins again. And as everyone gathers at the Pratt house before the dance, together they break the news that their cousin Charlie has returned to Chicago forever.
Sign It Was Written In 1987 Department:
“I don’t think that boys are any better at dialing phones than girls are, are they? Especially since Touch-Tone phones have made the whole process so simple!”
Stylin’ Department:
Chris was wearing a bright pink nightshirt with the faces of the members of her favorite rock groups printed in front. And Holly, so different in coloring, nevertheless looked as if she were cut from the same mold in the red oversized tee-shirt that she claimed she had talked her older brother, Michael, into giving her.
On the other hand, Susan and her best friend Beth dressed in old-fashioned flannel nightgowns trimmed with lace.
Ladies And Gentlemen, We Have A Title! Department:
Christine Pratt, you and I are about to embark on the Marshmallow Masquerade!”
How are you doing?
I am OK
11 (64.7%)
I am not OK, but don't need help right now
6 (35.3%)
I could use some help
0 (0.0%)
How many other humans live with you?
I am living single
6 (37.5%)
One other person
7 (43.8%)
More than one other person
3 (18.8%)
Following up on the last post, Inbox Zero has been working well. I cleared out my main inbox back to about mid 2019, which appears to be the time that I arbitrarily marked everything in my inbox as read. When I started I had over twenty thousand unread conversations, and I finished with a Trash folder containing over twenty-seven thousand items. I'm now undertaking the same process on my real-name account, and it's going well.
And it's been a pretty good low-effort project to work on while dealing with my first case of COVID-19.
Last Thursday night (August 28), I was feeling unusually antsy regarding my sinuses so I decided to take a COVID test to put my mind at ease. It did not do that. Instead, I woke up Psyche and we figured out how we were going to deal with isolation. I logged into work to tell them that I'd tested positive, but the symptoms were minor, and I would not be working on Friday. I then proceeded to develop a raging fever for the next 24 hours or so. A few days later, Psyche tested positive despite our best efforts, and we have spent the rest of the week muddling through major fatigue coupled with relatively minor flu symptoms.
There is, of course, no good time to be laid out for over a week, but it was particularly rough because we had been the main people organizing the logistics for the 74th wedding anniversary of Psyche's grandparents, an event scheduled to take place last Sunday. So she had to spend a frantic few days collecting all of the remaining tasks and assigning them to various members of her family, all while having to sit at home while everyone enjoyed the party we threw.
As for contact-tracing, I believe I was exposed when visiting with Psyche's other grandmother, who had been sick (untested) earlier that week; and then I exposed Psyche before testing positive myself. Given the way our positive test results seem to be hanging on longer than our main symptoms, it's not too hard to believe that Grammy was still shedding virus when I visited. I didn't spend much time with her directly, but the windows were generally closed in the house.
It's been a week and a half of sleeping and hydrating and then doing it again but reversed.
In less plaguey developments, I'm looking forward to this year's Beyond Fest which will be announcing its full slate this week. So far, the only screenings announced or for a retrospective of Guillermo del Toro, and I have tickets to see his early works (Cronos, The Devil's Backbone, and Mimic) and a screening of Pan's Labyrinth. I will also be in New York at the beginning of October for a work trip and am making the time to see Reeves and Winters in Waiting for Godot before flying back home.
I just need a negative test soon...
All fandoms are welcome. Stories can be Gen, Het, Slash or Femslash. All ratings are accepted.
We have TWO new Creatures this year: RAVEN and GRAVEYARD
Here is the spreadsheet of all requests!
Link.
There are two sheets on it. The first one is a list of all baskets sorted alphabetically by username, and this is where I'll keep track of the number of gifts. The second is every single fandom request posted individually in alphabetical order, for ease of finding. If you spot anything missing or any mistakes, let me know ASAP.
Reading. Lake of Souls, Ann Leckie: finished the Radch stories; on to The World Of The Raven Tower!
The Painful Truth, Monty Lyman: in progress; not yet Cross with it but also not yet Impressed by it.
More Dreamwidth catchup.
Listening. More Hidden Almanac!
Eating. SO many tomatoes.
Exploring. Poked around Preston a very little!
Growing. ... SO many tomatoes. More watering system established at plot (so hopefully all the peppers will still be alive and well upon my return). Sowed some probably-past-it seeds.
Observing. A saw a deer on the drive up to Preston! A proper big one with antlers and all! We were very impressed.
Also the local owl Yell.
Review copy provided by the publisher. Also the author is a friend, as you will find out if you read to the end and see that I am in the acknowledgments for the honestly light and easy work of being Brandon's pal.
Good news for those of you who wait until a series is complete to read it: this is the second book in a duology! So you can just pick up Catalyst and Castoff and read them together, if you haven't yet. I'm going to try not to spoiler the first book too much, which is going to leave me vague, because this is definitely my favorite kind of sequel: the kind where the consequences follow on hard and fast from the first book. Happily for those with shaky memories, there's a quick summary at the beginning of this one.
So there are airships! There are strange vast somewhat personified forces! There are people working out their relationships in the face of personal and social change! It's that lovely kind of fantasy novel that almost might be a science fiction novel in its concern with human interactions with truly alien intelligences. I love that kind. I want more of that basically always. And if it can come with airship adventures alongside the ponderings of the nature of intelligence and caring about others, even better. Very glad this is about to make it out into the world so I can talk to more people about these books.
Bread held from last week held out for several days, and then there were leftover rolls.
Friday night supper: (as previously mentioned) sardegnera, with Milano and Napoli salami.
Saturday breakfast rolls: adaptable soft rolls recipe. 70/30 strong white/wholemeal flour, dried cranberries, maple syrup, turned out nicely.
Today's lunch: I'd actually ordered lamb ribs, got lamb cutlets as a substitution, did with them much the same: marinated overnight in olive oil + white wine with crushed garlic, salt, 5-pepper blend, thyme and rosemary, today sauteed chopped onion in oil and briefly browned the drained cutlets, poured on the marinade, heated up and then covered and put into a very moderate oven for 2 and a half hours - very nice; served with sticky rice in coconut milk with lime leaves, white-braised tenderstem broccoli tips, extra fine green beans and red bell pepper, and stirfried tat soi.
Writer: Dennis O’Neil
Pencils and inks: Ric Estrada
Richard Dragon must thwart the plans of a madman with a silly hat.
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