#i love the coveralls on FRANK

[frnkiebby]

Needed some more coverall frnk~🎃

#i fucking #he just PRETTY #i fucking love the coveralls #i love the coveralls on FRANK #and jfc the sleeves rolled up???? #i need dirtied up mechanic!frank to fix my car #i will fuck up my suspension just to sit in the garage and watch him spend all day fixing it #god fucking damnit he so fucking hot #jfc #someone throw me in my dumpster fire and add a little kerosene for good measure #it’s necessary at this point #frnkiebby #frank iero #mcr #frnkiero #frnkie #mcrmy #mcr5 #my chemical romance #my chem #ilhsm

[transvampireboyfriend]

The obnoxious ringing of their phone fills the trailer and snaps Eddie out of his repetitive strumming.

He's been trying to learn one of his newest favorite songs for, (he looks at the clock; damn, eleven already,) like three hours now.

Eddie gets up from the couch, grumbling about who the fuck is calling them, Wayne left for work some hours ago, but he almost never calls during his shift.

He reaches the phone stuck to one of their kitchen walls and brings the receiver to his ear.

"Hello?" he greets.

"Eddie!" Steve's voice says on the other end of the line, his tone surprised like he didn't expect him to pick up.

Eddie feels a smile tug at his lips.

"Heeeey Steve-o!" Eddie greets him "what can I do for ya this time a' night?"

"Shoot! Right, sorry. Did I wake you?" Steve asks. Eddie snickers.

"Nah, man. It's cool." Eddie tells him, grabbing a forgotten bag of twizzlers off the counter to start chewing on one of the treats.

"I know you have a lot of teenage friends," Eddie adds around the twizzler now in his mouth, "but most young adults go to bed at like- midnight. Even later on a Friday night." he finishes.

Steve scoffs at "young adults" and Eddie can practically hear him rolling his eyes.

He's still a little surprised he can tease Steve Harrington. It took many many movie nights for Eddie to fully join in on that. Though he still hesitates sometimes, he thinks the kids can take it a bit too far.

"Whatever," Steve dismisses, his smile shining even through the phone lines "I just called to tell you Rob's not working tomorrow, so she won't be able to meet for breakfast" Steve's smile sounds like it fades a little in that sentence.

Eddie stops chewing.

They've been having breakfast together every Tuesday and Saturday, the days Steve and Robin work the morning shift together at Family Video.

Sometimes a couple of the kids will join, sometimes Robin's friends will join, or Nancy, even Garrett or Jeff or Freak; they all know they can find Eddie, Robin and Steve on those days at the diner so it's become their unofficial hangout spot, at least before 9am.

And Eddie's had breakfast with just Robbie before, or Nance, or one of his friends, but never with just Steve.

Steve is a bit of an enigma to Eddie.

Over a really short period of time Eddie had found out Steve's a local hero extraordinaire, that he's totally metal and also that he is a little bit dorky and has an absolutely terrible love life.

And if that wasn't surprising enough, it turns out Steve also isn't totally averse to Eddie, and that sure was surprising.

But Steve is a little awkward around Eddie sometimes. Like he's afraid Eddie will judge him or something; which, is preposterous, Eddie's the queer nerd, what would he have to judge Steve for? Especially now that he's technically no longer a jock. Plus, he had a huge role in saving Eddie's life, it's not like Eddie would forget that.

But he still finds Steve staring at him in the middle of movie nights only to avert his eyes when Eddie turns to him, or Steve'll laugh a little too hard at Eddie's observation like he's overcompensating, or Eddie will feel a little self conscious of his greasy tank and coveralls when Steve's eyes widen at the sight (it's not his fault his job's so messy).

So, he never really hangs with just Steve, not because he's made it so, but rather, it's just never happened and Eddie hasn't actively tried to make it happen because, well, it's a little weird.

In fact, Eddie's fairly certain Steve also works Thursday mornings because he's seen him having breakfast at the diner with Dustin or on his own when Eddie goes by on his way to the auto shop.

Eddie does work mornings most days except for Sunday and Monday since those are his free days. It's very rare that Frank calls to tell him he'll need Eddie in the afternoon shift instead, so technically, Eddie could be having breakfast at the diner any day.

Eddie could be having breakfast at the diner with Steve on Thursdays.

Except?

He's not gonna invite himself is he?

It also doesn't help that Eddie has an embarrassingly huge crush on the guy, so he can never tell if Steve's actually being weird or if Eddie's just paying too much attention to him.

He really can't help himself, the guy's everything Eddie finds attractive in a person and on top of that he's fucking gorgeous. It's frankly unfair, if you ask him.

All those years in high school, hating Steve in the worst of cases or ignoring him in the best, had been pretty easy. Partly because of his good looks, mostly because of the company he kept. But now that Steve surrounds himself with his found family? Now that he laughs freely and fails fearlessly and gives so easily? Eddie does not stand a chance.

So really, it's probably for the best that they don't hang out on their own.

Eddie puts down his twizzler, mentally readying himself to start doing meal prep because Steve for sure called to cancel.

"...ssso if you wanna cancel–" Steve says, there's a muffled thump on the other end of the line, but Eddie pays it no mind, tries to play it cool.

"I mean that's–. Whatever you want." he stammers.

God, Eddie thinks, rolling his eyes at himself, he really could not be cooler.

"I um," Steve inhales sharply then "I'm probably still gonna have breakfast there," he says, "I'm not– I'm no good in the kitchen" he laughs casually.

Eddie huffs, reluctantly charmed.

"So if you wanna join" Steve adds hesitantly, "well, you're always welcome"

"ialsohateeatingalone" Steve adds, almost as an afterthought.

See? He's a little weird.

Not that that makes him any less attractive; on the contrary, it's endearing,

"Alright, cool." Eddie chuckles now, "Sounds good. I honestly don't wanna cook myself anything so you're practically doing me a favor." he says, then waits for a bit, in case Steve really needs an out; he picks his twizzler back up to start chewing on it again.

When Steve doesn't take the out, Eddie teases him again,

"Tell ya what, I'll teach you how to cook breakfast sometime" Eddie says around his treat, just to get on Steve's nerves a bit, but also pitifully hoping his offer would ever be accepted.

"I know how to cook breakfast, Eddie," Steve protests.

"You just said you're no good in the kitchen!" Eddie shoots back, enjoying the sound of Steve's answering laugh from the other end of the line.

"Ok fine!" Steve says, his smile back in his voice, "You'll teach me some day, whatever." he concedes.

Eddie's fairly certain his eyes could not get bigger and his cheeks could not get redder.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" Steve asks.

Heart hammering in his chest, Eddie nods.

Steve can't see him.

"Mmhm." Eddie hurries to amend, "See you tomorrow, Stevie," he says.

Eddie feels butterflies fluttering in his stomach with Steve's parting 'see you' before the line goes dead.

#steddie #steddie headcanon #steddie fanfic #im kinda sad that i haven't shared any headcanons or anything about them in a while so here #have a bit from one of my wips #stranger things #Eddie is so oblivious here i love him so much. my dumb lil meow meow #also the thump when Steve asks if Eds wants to cancel is him banging his head against the wall for losing his courage #bc the plan was to just straight up invite Eddie or even act as if Eddie would for sure come even if it was just the two of them #Steve is also oblivious<3 #this is the breakfast date option of that one poll if you remember #.

[goth-cowgirl-03]

Baby Harrington// Billy hargrove Prologue

So I’ve been reading @billysbabyy Mama!Hargrove One-shots, and it gave ma an idea, so here it is. Also I’m not trying to steal someone idea.

Note: Roxana is 15 going on 16, where Billy is 17 going 18, if this makes you upset then don’t read this. there is a mention of Panic attack and nightmares but nothing is really said. Also sorry to those who like Nancy.

Prologue:

The library was quiet that wednesday evening, Roxana found herself in the back of the building holding a copy of Alice in wonderland. Her red hair pulled back in a low ponytail, big round glasses sat on the tip of her nose, coveralls with disney's tiger were placed on the top front pocket, her sweater a rainbow of green, blue, red, and white in stripes. Dirty leather doc’s covered her feet, with striped socks bunched to them. Her walkman sat next to her, with a mixtape laid inside, playing ‘Roxanne’ by the police played in her ears. She tapped her foot along to the beat of the drums. She was so into her own world that she didn’t even hear her brother calling her name from the end of the books. “Roxana.” Steve spoke his sister’s name fist softly before using the nickname given to her by him. “Ana.” He said as he finally moved her headphone away from her ear. Looking up to find her brother smiling down at her, she smiled back at him, until her eyes caught Nancy with her arms crossed waiting. Roxana didn’t mind Nancy but something just didn’t sit right with her about the older teen. She sees the way her brother looks at her, Steve’s in love with her, but the way Nancy looks to him it’s missing from her eyes, she doesn't shine like her brothers. “Come on, bookworm. We got to go.” Steve broke Roxana out of her thoughts, moving her eyes back to her brother. She grabbed her bag, placing her notebook away, along with the Lisa Frank pencil pouch, grabbing the messenger bag that sat on the floor. Roxana followed Steve and Nancy out of the school to Steve’s BMW. Her hair that was pulled out of her ponytail or fall out from the day blew in the wind, the hair getting into her mouth, making her spit it back out. The track had switched to ‘Runaway’ by Bon Jovi, sitting in the back of the BMW, Roxana got back to her book, as Nancy and Steve talked. “Hey, Steve. I have a question.” NAncy spoke to Steve after seeing if his sister was listening, noticing she had her headphones over her ears. Steve took his eyes off the road for a second looking at Nancy, seeing her face of frowned eyebrows, and lips. “Ok, what's it.” Steve asked her, going back to the road. “Well, why do you have to drive Roxana around?” Nancy spoke with annecy, Steve looked into the mirror at his sister, seeing her twitch. “Well, ever since what went down last year, I’ve kept her close, and she doesn’t drive yet, Nanc. She’s only 15.” Steve said to her, as they pulled up to the Harrington house, Roxana smiling at her brother, she grabbed her stuff getting out of the car. Steve watched his sister walk up the stairs to the house. “But I mean does she have any friends, Steve. I want to spend time with my boyfriend alone.” Nancy whined as she looked at Steve with a pout on her face. Steve felt guilty towards Nancy for not being around as much. He looked to his house, ‘she’ll be fine.’, he thought. “Ok.” he said to Nancy, as he pulled back out of the driveaway, he didn’t notice Nancy’s face had a smile of ‘I win’. Roxanna watched her brother driveaway from the house, with a small frown. She knew that Nancy had guilt tripped him, for she had done it every once in a while. Once standing for a few seconds by the window, Roxana moved towards the kitchen. Her walkman still covered her ears as she moved about the kitchen, her music playing, and she began to dance a bit to the beat. Moving around the kitchen, she sang out in a loud voice, unaware of the little middle school kid standing at her kitchen doorway. As she turned around on a high note, she screamed as she came face to face with the curly headed boy. “Dustin, what the actual fucking hell.” she said as she placed a hand over her heart. Dustin looked at her with wide eyes, then smiled. “I came to see if Steve was home.” He said, Roxana looked at him then smiled small, she knew how Dustin looked up to Steve, as her older brother helped the young boy with getting a girl at the snowball. “Well, he is not home, he just left a bit ago with Nancy.” Dustin’s smile softened at the words from Roxana, he knew how she had been lately with her Panic attacks, nightmare. Her eyes looked haunted but she smiled everyday since last year. The rest of the day was spent with Dustin sitting doing their homework, and arguing about the best star wars character. For Roxana it is, of course, Princess Leia, where Dustin said it was Chewbacca. At about 6pm, Dustin had to head home, waving bye to the boy. Roxana found herself falling asleep on the couch in the living room. Steve came home to find his sister asleep, he placed a blanket over her body. Then making his way to bed himself.

#billy hargrove x oc #steve harrington #dustin henderson #nancy wheeler #billy stranger things #stranger things #Wattpad

[renee-writer]

Arranged Chapter 8 The Pub

AO3

She enters and immediately sees him. He towers above the others when he stands at her entry. He meets her halfway across the crowded pub.

“Hi.” She softly says.

“Hey.” He is just as lovely as she remembers, lovelier with blue jeans and a button down shirt to replace his coveralls. “Would you like to sit at the bar or a table?”

“Table please.” He leads her to one a bit away from the others. After checking that it was clean, he pulls a chair out for her. “Thank you Jamie. You’ve better manners then Frank.”

He sits across from her shaking his head. “You’re welcome and your ex is a waste of testosterone.”

She laughs long and hard and he feels something break free deep in his heart. Oh! He grins and rests his head on his hands watching her. He realizes that he could watch her laugh everyday of his life. Christ is he in trouble. “Oh Jamie, that is wonderful!”

“I am glad I can amuse you.” He is still smiling like a fool.

The barmaid comes up to take their orders. Jamie looks to Claire. She frowns and looks to Jamie. “We always had wine. I don’t know.”

“Do you trust me?” She nods. She does. It is something instinctual, this trust. It is a bit scary. “Two whiskies cut. Thank you.” She nods and slips off.

“Thank you. This is all new to me.” Her hands twist nervously in front of her. His hands come out and land softly over hers.

“Relax Sassanach. I mean,” he blushes not meaning to call her that, aloud, “Claire. I will be happy to be your guide. I found an old man here that offered me the same when I first came.”

“That is good. I was kinda expecting this but..”

“There is no way to fully prepare for this.” He is still holding her hands and feels her twist hers up so they are palm to palm. He feels his pulse jumps as he takes what she is offering, linking them together.

“I am glad to be free of him. Of his indifference, his horrible attempt at sex, all that. But to know I will never be a mother.” She bites her lip just as the barmaid returns. She places the glasses down and walks away without a word. Jamie is to focused on her to notice.

“You need to mourn that loss. Then, start to slowly rebuild your life.”

“Is that what you did?”

“That is what I am doing.” She nods and frees one hand to reach for the drink. “Slowly.” He advises. She takes a sip and makes the funniest face. He giggles as he picks up his own glass. “you will get used to it.” She takes a slightly larger sip and shudders as it hits her wame.

“It helps, eh?” He nods.

“In the forgetting. For awhile.”

“Is that why it is so crowded?”

“Aye. Most people come here or somewhere else like it after work each day.” He frowns at her face gets white. “Claire, what is it?”

“Work. I need to find.. I’ve only been a daughter then wife. Never..”

“Dinna fash.” At her blank look, he adds, “sorry. It means don’t worry. I will help you. They are hiring where I work.” He looks her up and down. *Your strong?”

“Physically? Yes.”

“In all ways, I would bet. Where did they assign you housing at?”

“Off High street.” He hisses. “What?”

“Not to scare you but it isn’t a safe place.”

“Oh God!”

“I will see about getting you hired where I am and then, when you are working, see if I can get you moved to my book of flats. In the meantime, I will keep you safe, I promise.”

“Thank you again. I am not sure what I would have done without you.”

“You would have been fine. You are stronger then you know.” She smiles and squeezes his hand “Shall we get some food to cut the alcohol?”

“Yes.”

#my writing #outlander fanfic #arranged #the pub #jamie and claire #cannon divergence #outlander fandom #modern au

[thetyborg]

Family Portrait by fuckinggallagher

Ian Gallagher is the eldest of the six siblings residing at 2119 South Wallace street and he’s been trying his hardest to care for and protect his younger siblings for as long as he can remember. But, when the state tries to take his kids away (after Frank’s latest scam lands them in trouble) Ian must fight to bring them home with the unexpected help of a gorgeous brunet in blue coveralls

For the bigbang I worked with @seblainersboners and did this piece of fanart for her very lovely fic Family Portrait.

#shameless big bang #ian x mickey #fanart #my art #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #also #posting this today feels a bit weird #but sbb decided to not delay

[popculturebuffet]

Ducktales Reviews: The Trickening!

Halloween Havoc continues! Louie’s greed and lack of concern for his brother’s feelings or well thought out schedule leads them to a real life haunted house with vampire clowns, dummies, a scary well lady and a gelatinous cube. Because there’s’es always room for gelatinous cube. Meanwhile Della wants to use Launchpad’s dangerous misconceptions about halloween to traumatize children for funzies and Donald had a problem with that for some reason. Also Scrooge is kind of an asshole on Halloween it turns out. No one is suprised. Ghosts, goblins, and full review with spoilers under the cut. 

Happy halloween month everybody! Halloween Havoc, aka my spate of halloween reviews continues as I roll into my first actual halloween episode review of the season! Yeah weird but so far we’ve covered demons getting exorcisims, little girls thinking they can raise the dead, and a horrifying plauge guided by the human incarnation of all that is evil, but not the actual holliday itself. Weird ain’t it? Well that changes with this so as always pitter patter. 

It’s HALLOWEEN here in duckberg, and the mansion kids are planning Trick or Treating. Natural given Huey’s OCD, he has everything planned out a and naturally the kids all have unique and adorable costumes. Huey is gizmoduck, though with a GK instead of  GD, a nice nod to “New Gizmokids on the BLock’ From the original series, an episode I haven’t seen but have heard of so theres that. It’s also because he likely wants to be Fenton’s kid sidekick which.. yeah please do that show. It’d be so fucking adorable. Plus Huey needs to be happy for once without having to go through a gauntlet of misery first. Let my boy be happy. +

Anyways Dewey’s is rather disapointing as it’s a “pirate on vacation” which while hilarious and very dewey, is kind of an anti-climax after months of speculation. Webby is some kind of ancient demon king as apparently in the duckverse the origins of halloween are based on appeasing various monsters, and this is so she can hide from them effectively. And Louie.. is Huey. Which means putting on Huey’s hat and a terribly insulting impression of him. 

Meanwhile Donald and Della are an angel and a devil, with, which I didn’t realize until a tumblr post, Della’s costume being the one one of the boys wore in the classic disney trick or treat short. So that’s a nice nod. Donald wants to nicely give out candy while Della wants to terrify the children. Both end up disapointed as Scrooge instead boots everyone from the house and locks the mansion gates, as he doesn’t like giving out handouts which.. yeah that tracks. 

As it turns out Scrooge also has his own plans.. which are gloriously ludicrous, sounding like something Glomgold would do: He’s going to go trick or treating himself, as when he was a boy, this was the one time of year a poor lad like him could get treats and he worked his tail off to do so and wants to prove he’s still got it. And as we see later SOMEHOW he still gets candy. It’s like if THIS was actually sucessful. 

I would genuinely not be suprised if Scrooge too hadn’t tried to get an oil well from an elementary school this way. As for leaving candy out he leaves out an empty take one bowl which is as clever as it is douchey. So in other words Scrooge in a nutshell. So with handing out treats and scares at the house a non-option, Della and Donald go to see what Launchpad’s doing since Beakly.. is.. I have no fucking idea. NO I really don’t, she shows up for the ending, but before that? If they mentioned where she was I clearly missed it because she’s just.. missing for most of the episode and given every other member of the main cast is accounted for this episode, it’s VERY noticable. Give her more to do dangit!

So yeah we get our two plots, which i’ll cover seperately, then cover the ending where they dovetail together. Kay? Kay. 

The Kid’s Plot centers around Huey and Louie.. specifically Louie wanting to go to a real life haunted house while Huey, as mentinoed has heavily established plans for their night. As for why Louie would go into danger, well as usual for when he does that theirs something in it for him: Rumor has it no kid has ever made it out with their candy.. thus leaving decades worth of candy just waiting to be nabbed and thus never having to trick or treat again. One big score for a payoff.. which didn’t make a lot of sense on first thought and my best guest is whatever preservative Gyro used for Oxy Chew, since it was still edible decades later, was probably spread to other candies since there’s no way in hell Scrooge would pass up a zillion dollar invention like that. Either way works.  Huey is outvoted as Dewey naturally wants the excitment and Webby wants to see if her demon costume works on actual demons. However things quicklky go wrong as they ecoounter a dewey dummy and a killer dummy, as well as a monster clown and a gelatonous cube, which yes. I may not play DnD but I love these things. 

The kids escape the house by accident while tryign to escape and Louie, still being a dick about things, finds out Huey DID know abotu the stash btu avoided it and Louie lays into Huey.. a bit much honestly, feeling he was agaisnt it purely because it wasn’t on schedule.. when you know, Louie could’ve asked to put it on schedule or actually given a damn about this, especially since Huey’s planned their trick or treats EVERY YEAR, so he’s had a full year to ask for this insane idea, or even the short time he’s known about it if shorter. Sure huey might of sputtered a bit, but Louie knows his other siblings, Webby and Dewey could convince him to loosen up and include the house. Louie’s just being kind fo a selfish dick here.. however i’ts not so overwhelming as to overpower the episode, as he has been before and while he should know better about risking his family’s lives after “Timephoon!” it is in character for him to protiize a big score like this over other people’s feelings and it’s not even the first time this season he’s done that. So fair enough. 

But we soon get the second best reveal of the episode: As the kids are backed into a corner by monsters.. they grumble theres no candy and it turns out the monsters.. ARE REAL.. but their traditional monsters like frankenstein, dracula, and the bride of frankenstein, just dressed up like this to scare kids. As it turns out the WHOLE THING is an elaborate yearly scooby doo hoax to get kids candy, with the brilliant twist it’s done by actual monsters> As the vampire points out they can’t exactly shop during the day.. or he can’t at least, so this is how they get candy for the year.. at tribute if you will. Also the Gelationous Cube gets a nice hat as you see above. It’s a REALLY clever twist and I absolutely love it. I DID NOT see it coming and even with some spoiler screenshots I thankfully did not have it spoiled for me. REALLY good stuff. 

As for why Huey’s been so obessed with his planning.. it’s actually really clever and really good character stuff: Huey simply got really into it because back when they were with donald this WAS their adventure for the year: the one time he let them cut loose and have fun, and he got a real kick out of it.. and Louie getting candy for life kind of destroys that. And that’s why Louie still works here.. because he instnatly realizes from this that was the problem and apologizes in his own way. It’s a nice bit of character from both: We’ve rarely had their pre-mansion lives factor in and it’s nice to see it for a change, and it’s nice to see Louie isn’t all dick, just like 20% dick. Unforutnately having no candy dosen’t appease the monsters who are pissed and descend on the kids.. until.. well for the until we have to back up a bit.  So onto the adult plot we go! Della and Donald go to Launchpad whose dressed in a jason mask and ash williams/jason coveralls, weilding a power sander and having barricaded his place. After he scares some children, a bit too much, and Della and Donald are reallyd amn confused, he explains.. and we get the best reveal of the episode.. which given the above is saying something but it’s clear like the “blath” gag in “Astro BOYD” and the non-anthro ducks gag last week, this is one of those things Frank has been keeping under his hat all series.  So as a boy Launchpad crashed his tryke into the mansion, ran into the monsters after reading off a candy wrapper.. and now assumes he unleashed a horde of monsters onto the world every halloween.. and tha’ts what he assumes the trick or treaters are. I just .. dont’ have a lto of words. This is pure comedy gold and easily the best gag of the episode and oen fo the best of the series. It’s clever, fresh, and really fits the character. Naturally Della wants to exploit this to terrify children ebcause she has underlying issues to adress while Donald tries to stop her. Thankfully before Della can get launchpad to scar children for life, Scrooge shows up and fights launchpad.. it’s part of why I also find scrooge’s dickery acceptable as launchpad beats the shit out of him.. it’s still an even fight, as not to suspend disbelief, but Scrooge still looses. I mean he gets out of being trapped in his candy bag easily because scrooge btu still, props to launchpad. So Launchpad decides to go face his fears and Donald and Della decide to stop him before he doesd a muder on a child.  Which leads to an AMAZING climax as Launchpad scooby doo chases the scared monsters around as they have no idea what the fuck’s going on and hte monsters end up really enjoying his scar eof htem and bowing to the master. It’s a good way to end it. After Della explains what’s going on, Louie and Huey decide to explain halloween to Launchpad by taking him to the once house he hasn’t been: the Manor. Scrogoe has finally opened it up, with a line of kids no less, the monsters bond with some kids in line. As for why.. as Webby sadly figures out Scrooge is charging admission, thakns to dewey who thought an all night candy store was a good idea which.. yeah it is. So everyone gets a happye ending and the monsters hang a photo of hte night up in the mansion. A really sweet ending, pun uintended but eh it’s welcome. 

Final Thoughts.  Easily one fo the series best. While the characters are a bit exagerated in places, i.e. della, launchpad , scrooge and louie, it works for the plot well enough and the jokes well enough to make it okay. My only real complaint is a lack of even a cameo from Lena and Violet, as it feels weird to not even have htem in the ending, much less trick or treating with their friends. It just feels odd and could’ve used a throaway line. I get WHY not , as Lena even pre-blue would’ve destoryed the tension with the monsters, but it still feeels really weird to not have them. But it’s a minor quibble in an otherwise REALLY funny and creative episode and a fun halloween treat to revist every year from now on. Really good work.  That does it for this week. For more halloween treats, follow this blog throughout october. So far i’ve done reviews of Demonicsim from Star Vs The Forces of Evil for Tomtober, Croaked, the Casagrandes day of the dead Special and the first of Marvel’s mini-series adapting Stephen’ King’s epic novel The Stand. And until next monday, or sooner if you decide to check any of that out, happy halloween!

#halloween #ducktales #the trickening #huey duck #louie duck #della duck #donald duck #dewey duck #webby vanderquack #scrooge mcduck #launchpad mcquack #monsters #super creeps #keeps me running running scared #october #reviews #animation

[ao3feed-gallavich]

Family Portrait

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Bihd3Y

by fuckinggallagher

Ian Gallagher is the eldest of the six siblings residing at 2119 South Wallace street and he's been trying his hardest to care for and protect his younger siblings for as long as he can remember. But, when the state tries to take his kids away -after Frank’s latest scam lands them in trouble- Ian must fight to bring them home with the unexpected help of a gorgeous brunet in blue coveralls. (This is my entry for Round 9 of the Shameless Big Bang! With art by @thetborch on Tumblr)

Words: 28631, Chapters: 24/24, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother.

Fandoms: Shameless (US)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Mickey Milkovich, Ian Gallagher, Lip Gallagher, Fiona Gallagher, Carl Gallagher, Debbie Gallagher, Liam Gallagher (Shameless US), Frank Gallagher, Linda Karib, Brittany Sturgess, Mandy Milkovich (Mentioned), Terry Milkovich (Mentioned), Milkovich Siblings (Mentioned) - Character, Aunt Rande (Mentioned)

Relationships: Ian Gallagher & Mickey Milkovich, Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich

Additional Tags: Fluff, Family Feels, Family Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Boys In Love, Gallavich, Shameless Big Bang, shameless big bang round 9, oldest sibling ian, ian is the oldest gallagher, ian and fiona switch places, Smut, Canon Typical Violence, Mutual Pining, Ian Gallagher Loves Mickey Milkovich, Mickey Milkovich Loves Ian Gallagher, Domestic Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich, Mechanic Mickey Milkovich, Stripper Ian Gallagher, Fabricator Mickey Milkovich, Cascading Failures rewrite, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, The Sins of My Caretaker rewrite, i dont know what im doing with tags, Past Rape/Non-con, mentions of canon rape/non-con, Canon-typical language, aka they swear a lot, POV Ian Gallagher, Bipolar Ian Gallagher, Panic Attacks

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Bihd3Y

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Gallavich

[frnkiebby]

god those stupid fucking coveralls~🎃

#i love them SO much #he shouldn’t be fucking hot in coveralls #i fully believe that he’d look fucking gorgeous in a burlap sack #god fucking damnit #i need medical assistance #probably just psychiatric assistance #but hey it’s tumblr so 🤷🏻🤷🏻 #frnkiebby #frank iero #mcr #frnkiero #frnkie #mcrmy #mcr5 #my chemical romance #my chem #ilhsm

[janeykath318]

Farm girl: Kirk/Reader

“Darn it!” You hissed, narrowly resisting the urge to kick the tire of the stubborn tractor that had broken down again in the middle of planting. With the forecast, you had a narrow window of time to get the corn in before the rain made it too wet. The old Oliver had been a reliable machine for decades, but it was clearly nearing the end of the line. You should probably have scrapped it by now, but you knew it inside and out and it was a family heirloom.

Your brother had the other tractor out putting in the soybeans, so you’d have to stop until the Oliver could be fixed. Pulling out your cell phone, you dialed Scotty, who owned the local farm implement repair business. He was a genius.

“Hey, Scotty, can you come out and take a look at Ollie? I’m afraid he’s messed up his fuel line again.”

“Oh, dear. And you’re right in the middle of planting, too,” Scotty replied. “I’m afraid I’m rather swamped right now, but I can send one of my employees out.”

“As long as it isn’t Cupcake,” you put in. “He’s annoying.”

“Right. Will do. Did you get it back to the shed?”

“Had to tow it with the pickup,” you said. “Wasn’t going to risk an explosion.”

“Good. Well, I’ll have one of the lads out there in an hour or so.”

“Thanks, Scotty,” you sighed and hung up. It was going to be a long hour, so you texted your brother, Mike, about the break down and went inside to get a drink.

Sure enough, fifty minutes later, a truck pulled up your lane, bearing the logo of Scotty’s shop. You went outside to meet the mechanic when he emerged, stopping when you recognized the face under the red baseball cap.

“I don’t believe it,” you muttered.

It was your nemesis, James T. Kirk wearing the grey coveralls and holding out a grease-stained hand. He’d stolen your crown as champion of the county tractor pull and then had the gall to ask you out!!

“So we meet again, Ms. Y/L/N,” the man purred. You gritted your teeth. Jim Kirk was a thorn in your side, the bane of your existence, the fly in the ointment, the irritating lady-killer, the far too handsome scoundrel.

“Unfortunately,” you remarked. “Tractor’s this way.”

You led him to the shop and he seemed impressed.

“Nice place,” he said. “You and Mike keep a tidy shop.”

“Have to. Otherwise it’s a nightmare to find anything in this place.”

You waved him over to the tractor brusquely, annoyed that he’d complimented you for some reason. He was firmly marked in the total douche category and nothing could change that.

“So you’re still mad at me, I get it. But I don’t get why.” He shrugged and grabbed his tools and began tinkering.

“You outright humiliate me, swagger obnoxiously about it, then have the gall to ask me out, that’s why!!” You burst forth, months of pent-up frustration boiling over.

Jim’s head popped up for a second and he looked at you with a confused expression. Why was the man so clueless?

“Humiliate you? I only won by eight inches! I really wasn’t trying to embarrass you at all. Perhaps the asking out was rather poorly timed, but I was pretty dazzled by you. I celebrated because I never really thought I’d win in the first place. If it was too much, I’m sorry, Y/N.”

Your mouth opened and shut several times as you struggled to process what he’d just said. Jim had been dazzled by you? Was he telling the truth? All your preconceived notions about him screamed at you it couldn’t be true.

For awhile, there was only silence except for the clanking of tools and Jim’s occasional grunts as he worked.

Then you reluctantly questioned him, “What do you mean you’re dazzled by me?”

“Just what I said. I’ve crushed on you for years.”

“So that was why you’ve been so annoying?” You pressed him, but not with any real rancor.

Jim gave a sheepish smile from underneath Ollie.

“Yeah. I’m really awkward with women–especially the ones I like.”

You put your hands on your hips, an amused grin playing on your face and confusion swirling in your head. Why did you feel a touch of happiness at Jim’s admittance? You hated him, after all! In addition to the irritating behavior, He���d inherited a huge farm and had plenty of money to keep up with the latest and greatest technology, while you and your brother scratched and clawed and worked your tails off to stay in the black. Winning the tractor pulls with older, less souped up equipment had been a source of pride for you and losing to Jim had stung for many reasons.

“Your reputation with the ladies begs to differ. I heard from so many people about how smooth you are, it kinda turned me off.”

“Oh,” Jim said in a small voice. “I admit I got around a bit in my younger days, but with the farm and working part-time for Scotty, I don’t have the time or desire. Besides, I was scared of your dad.”

You grinned affectionately, thinking of your late father, who’d taught you the ways of the farm and given you the love of the land as well as Ollie. He was known to joke around about methods of scaring off young men and apparently Jim had taken it too seriously.

“You, scared?” You said in a shocked tone.

“Yeah,” he admitted. “I had a lot of respect for that man, too. I knew You were too good for me, so I kept my distance.”

“That’s interesting, given that you’re the one that comes from money,” you commented, softening a bit. He wasn’t nearly as arrogant as you’d thought from afar.

“Maybe, but I’d much prefer a family. It’s just been Sam and I for a long time. Believe it or not, I envied you.”

Jim’s frankness made your former resentment seem absurd and you blushed at yourself. So, having money made some things easier, but didn’t make everything holly-jolly.

“I was really lucky in the parent department,” you admitted, then changed the topic away from personal things. “So, is Ollie going to be okay? I’m really counting on him.”

Jim wiped his hand off with a rag and nodded. “Yep, he’ll be as good as new when I’m done with him.”

“That’s good to hear. I’d hate to have to borrow from Pete Jorgensen. He has only John Deeres and it’s like blasphemy to let one of those on our property.”

Jim burst out laughing. Brand loyalty and tractor snobbery were common in the area farms, and you were no exception. Not that you had problems with Pete for owning that brand, but you wouldn’t use one yourself unless it was the last tractor on earth.

“Understood. How much you planting this year?”

“Fifty acres of corn, twenty acres of beans,” you replied. “I can only imagine how much you’re doing.”

“It’s a lot,” Jim admitted. “But we’ve got a couple of hired hands that help out in the busy season. I only work here part time, otherwise it would be impossible to juggle the planting schedule.”

“Hard worker. I like that.”

“If it’s one reputation I don’t want, it’s the privileged rich kid who doesn’t do anything,” Jim said earnestly, blue eyes meeting yours.

“Even I know that last part’s never been true. Mike said you and Sam brought that farm back from the brink of bankruptcy. I refused to believe him back then, of course, but evidence since suggests otherwise. Ugh, I’d better stop complementing you before my brain shuts down from the strain.”

You sighed and rubbed your forehead, feigning mental pain. Jim chuckled again.

“No need to do that, Y/N. It was good to clear the air. Ollie’s patched up now and ready to get back to work. You’ve done amazing things with this ole machine. I was really impressed with your pulls. Takes serious skill to coax it to yank that weighted sled 290 feet.”

“Thank you, Jim,” you said, animosity completely gone. Most of the resentment had come from hurt pride and stubbornness, you realized. The other was because he was way too handsome to be a farm boy.

“What do I owe you?” You asked as he packed up. “Be honest.”

Jim scrunched his eyes up as he straightened to his full height and thought for a bit. (What a nicely shaped jaw he had.) Finally he named a very reasonable price for the labor and you dashed inside to get the cash. When you came out, Jim’s hat was gone and he had a business card in his hand.

“Thanks, Y/N. Scotty will be glad to know it was a quick fix. By the way,” he said, sliding his card into your hand, “if you ever change your mind about that date, let me know. I still think you’re the prettiest farm girl in all Iowa.”

With a wink, he said goodbye and was off down the drive, leaving you staring after him and clutching the card, upon which was written his personal phone number.

“The Boy’s persistent, I’ll give him that much.” You muttered, smiling to yourself. “Maybe I’ll take him up on that.”

#Kirk/Reader #farming #kirk x reader

[kapitanwingter]

Chapter 4 - Rustbucket

"Whaaat now...." I said still half asleep "Just five more minutes...stop with the ringing already...."

In the end I did punched the clock so it would stop ringing.

Then I looked at it. And shouted.

"ÉDES FASZOM I'M LATE"

I still can't describe the situation better than I did back then. Having said screw you to breakfast I jumped into my uniform grabbed a pen and the notebook closest to me and rushed towards the school building.

I saw nobody walking towards it so I panicked and started running even faster. In the end I arrived at the gate by seven-fifty-four.

"My my what brings you here miss I-will-almost-skip-school-today" said the morale committee girl at the gate "Guess this is your lucky day already, carry on Hungary-san"

"Thanks a lot" I said "Annoyance-san.."

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" she shouted after me.

"I SAID KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK" I replied

"That's not what you..."

"SORRYCANTHEARCHA" I said as I slammed the main door behind me.

I swore to myself I would never be late again. That brunette half-pint midget was really creepy.

First lesson was math for which I had enough energy first time in my life since I literally ran a kilometer fourty seconds after I had woken up. Math is the subject I love and hate the same time equally. It's interesting....most of the times....when I understand it. Not to mention I'll need it if I ever want to be an engineer just like Dad. Of course I can e-mail him and he always helps me but honestly this is the case when you either figure the things out for yourself or you will never understand it.

After math it was history.

Then Japanese, which is currently the most troublesome for me. Why you might ask? I'm not a native though I must learn literature and culture during these lessons. Interesting but rather hard though not necessarily useless for me.

As for fourth period I sat through an English lesson the very same way I did it back home. I know everything there is to me, not to mention the level I studied before was higher. They focus on foreign languages in this country but they are not really good at them. I guess it's only natural so understandable.

Nothing really happened during this time. I talked to some classmates between lessons and the teachers didn't tease me much and it's not hard to figure out why.

Lunchtime.

I didn't take my time today, I went to the dining hall and on the way I ran into Saki. They were writing some kind of welcome-back test because their math teacher is like that. She finished early while the others are still struggling with it.

"I mean I know that woman but still...it is getting closer to the last drop" she said.

"Sounds like you didn't do very well" I replied.

"Nah, I wouldn't say it was easy but as my Mom always says I shouldn't try to deal with things I can't so I left some things unanswered. Like two out of ten. Anyways let's eat something"

"Yeah"

I just pushed a random button on the vendor however Saki took her time to figure out what she wanted to eat. You could naturally bring a bento but we are not in the situation where any of our moms could make us lunch. We sat down at a table in front of each other with two seats to spare. I was looking out the huge windows of which we sat next to while reacting and answering to Saki's monolgue about waterpolo. I don't dislike the sport I just don't like it very much though my Dad does it when he has time and my country is strong in it.

Some time later two of Saki's classmates came by.

"Good day Tamara"

"Good day Kaga" I replied "Please, do sit if you want.

"Much obliged" she said "This is Nashikawa Kanae, our classmate"

She was a bit shorter than me, had a ton of bracelet on her arms and a necklace. She also had middle sized black hair and a very overconfident look on her face.

"Howdy" said Kanae "Finally met you, nice to meat'cha! Call me Kan"

"Likewise" I said "You can call me Tam or Tami"

"Sooooouh..." said Kan "Heard you might consider taking up sensha-dou, huh?"

"News sure spread fast"

"Or Saki over here just approoves of you a lot"

 Saki blushed a bit.

"Don't you worry a bit!" she continued "I will teach you everything I know...if you can keep up that is"

"You're going overboard again, Kanae" said Kaga.

"Oh right like you can teach her everything miss I-shot-through-the-garage-on-my-first-day-chan"

"Which never happened again because I read the manuals after and had no problems ever since" said Kaga calmly

"Waitasec" I said "You are doing sensha-dou as well?"

"Your deduction capabilities are sparkling today" she said.

"At least you know what a tank is, right?" asked Kan

I grined with half of my face while cracking my fists under the table and explained to her how well I "know what a tank is, right".

Kaga and Saki were eating their food calmly as Kan there next to me went a bit pale.

"I hope I didn't say anything bad" I said

"Not to us" said Kaga.

"I had no idea you are already such a pro miss Tami" said Saki.

"I guess Kan-chan here can't play the big-bad senpai role with you" said Kaga.

"You actually shot an 88....?" said in the end Kan.

"Yes" I replied

"That. Is. AWESOME" she bursted out in the end "I've always wanted to shoot the big guns but goddamn I'm-the-boss-here Captain said 'Only after you had released all the energy inside of you'...."

"This Captain you are speaking of sounds rather bossy..."

"I would rather put it like" said Kaga "She doesn't approove of hasty decisions near a tank. Otherwise she is very confident and energetic...well...not as much as Kan-chan here"

"Oh don't you start it again..." said Kan.

"Starting what?"

"Nevermind..."

After talking to Kan for a little while I thought she really was good in heart. Just a bittle over-enthusiastic.

Lunch time was over. I headed back for another Japanese, biology and domestic-appliances class.

I was told to meet with with the sensha-dou team at their club-house, next to the big buildings I saw the other day. I looked in the dusty window and I could see a few people there as if they were waiting. I was ten minutes early of the de-briefing. I stepped in.

"Hi there" said the girl up front who came to greet me.

"Good day" I replied "Is this the..sensha-dou clubhouse?"

"If you want to call it that" replied the previous tall girl with long brown hair "But we prefer calling it HQ. I'm Eguchi Emese by the way but the others call me Cap for Százados"

She was wearing what seemed to me the tank uniform of this school. A dark olive colured coverall with a belt but she didn't wear the top half so her undershirt was visible. There was also an M39 Hungarian tanker hat on the table up from which I assumed it was hers.

"Ötvös Tamara, nice to meet you"

"Whoa whoa whoa wait you're the Hungarian girl? Seriously? Awesome. My ancestors are from there"

"Well you do have a Hungarian name"

"So. Ya into sensha-dou huh? So six new poeple gathered here this year so far - less than expected - but I hope more will come. We need to resupply our personnels after the ones finished here went away. I guess we can start the de-briefing, nobody else seems to be coming"

We took seats in that little treehouse. It really was a de-briefing hall. A projector on the roof, blackboard and whiteboard on the wall, maps, manuals and other kinds of information documents were everywhere with some desks where you could work and do some paperwork. There even was a long-range communications table with a morse-emitter.

"So" started Cap "Six of you are here now. This couldn't be more perfect! Welcome all to Árpád Girls' School's sensha-dou team. If you wish to go the door is there and nobody will ever hold you back but if you wish to stay...you will contribute to the thing this school is best at in rivalry with waterpolo. Sadly from year to year our numbers are decreasing but we are about to change that. All we have to do is show some progress which; We; Will"

She said this while walking left and right up in front.

"Right now with you guys we are able to man twenty-nine tanks, but for the upcoming battles we need thirty. With your addition to the batallion we grew stronger. From now on it's all up to you to show us how stronger. I think it's only fair to let you know what you need to deal with so here are our numbers: we have fifty tanks total - 2 Tigers, 2 Panthers, 5 Panzer 4s, 8 38M Told Is, 8 43M Toldi IIs, 4 Zrínyi with 105mm guns and 4 with 75mm guns, 8 40M Turán I, 8 41m Turán II and a 44M Tas"

"Waitasec" I said suddenly "I mean excuse me. We seriously have a Tas?"

"Yeah, any notice on that?" asked Cap.

"No...just...cool...only one was built" I said.

"And you can feast your eyes upon her later" said Cap with a grin on her face which seemingly she couldn't surpress "All right girls I'm gonna be frank with you, that is all the information you need, the rest you have to learn so here comes the top point of the day. Wanna ride a tank?"

"Hell yeah!" we all shouted at once.

"All right girls, I'll be back in a few minutes I have something to gather for you"

She left us there alone in an awkward silence.

"Well" I said "If we're going to be sardines in a tin can we might as well get to know each other first...perhaps...?"

"Sure why not, I guess I'll start then" said a girl with long silver hair " My name is Royama Reiko. I came from up north and been this school for a while. My hobby is sports shooting"

"Katsura Fusako. I came from the north as well and I don't really have any hobbies other than riding and gaming" said the girl next to Reiko who was quite tall, had middle long brown hair in a sideways ponytail but seemed a year younger than the rest of us.

"I am Ban Jitsuko" said the other tall girl with long blonde hair "I came from the seashore on the west and I don't have any hobbies at all but I like the navy and I want to join it eventually"

"I guess I have to introduce myself as well" start the girl next to Jitsuko with short black hair "I'm Toyota Eimi. I came from the northernmost island of Japan and I don't have a driving license yet but I want to drive cars to my heart's content"

"Watabe Aoi is my name and I was and am still classmates with Jitsuko" said she who had long black hair.

It was my turn next.

"I am Ötvös Tamara, I came here from Hungary or rather...was sent here. I have a lot to do with tanks and I want to ride a tank like I could never before at home. Nice to meet you all"

They nodded and said likewise.

"Crazy huh" said Eimi "We have not one, but two bloody Tigers"

"Well if our theme is Hungary" replied Jitsuko "It stands for reason"

"True that" said Eimi.

"I'm more fascinated about the Tas" I said "We only made one and it was lost..."

"What do you mean by 'we'?" asked Fusako.

"Well I am from the theme country" I replied.

"Oh right" she said.

"We might as well get along with each other if we'll be closed together" said Aoi.

"I didn't mean to offend I was just curious" said Fusako.

"Aren't only five supposed to operate the tank?" asked Reiko "It's not like we'll have two loaders, not to mention the space"

"You're right...what's gonna happen to one of us?" said Jitsuko.

"I doubt any of us needs to worry" I said "We need a commander, a driver, a shooter, a loader, a radio operator AND we could also have a maintenance personnel who can be a stand in to any of us"

"Great idea" said Fusako.

"She'll need to travel outside then" said Aoi.

"I'll laugh if you'll be that one, Ao!" said Jitsuko "Oh right her nickname is Ao, you can just call me Ji"

"A nickname to a name with three letters?..." asked Reiko.

"Got a problem with that?" said Ji.

"No just sounds rather interesting, anyways I guess call me Rei.

"Fusako's good for me" she said.

"You can call me Ei then, and you Tamara?"

"Tami's fine. I think this is the start of a wonderful friendship...or a horrible one"

Everyone laughed.

"Okay chaps, come with me" shouted Cap from outside.

We followed her and led us in the last hangar.

"My apologies, the OP tanks are already reserved. You're our 29th tank so what we have left are...four Turán I, four Turán II, seven Toldi I and six Toldi II..."

The girls started arguing what to choose, one of them even tried to sweettalk Cap into letting us drive at least a Panzer IV.

"Sorry, though we swap around the tanks according to the battles but we must respect the commanders' decisions"

I wandered into the hangar. It was the one for the medium and light tanks....then I suddenly spotted something covered in some clothing. I unraveled it and I forgot to breathe for a few seconds.

"Oy Cap!" I shouted "Is this one reserved?"

"That piece of junk? Hasn't turned on for decades"

I griend and opened up the engine compartment.

They were still discussing the matter of the tank but after five minutes they heard an engine roaring. I stopped in front of them and jumped out.

"Pan-paka-paaaan~" I said "You were saying Cap?"

"How on earth did you make that rustbucket ignite?" she asked with a surprised looking on her face"

"She has a rather...delicate engine" I replied "Weiss Manfréd Works made ones require the fine touch of a rough girl hehe. So whatchy'all think?"

After that I told them thoroughly my story with tanks.

"I think you already are our commander" said Ji.

They agreed and started throwing me in the air.

"Ta-mi! Ta-mi! Ta-mi!" they chanted.

"Well then, I guess it's settled" said Cap as she wrote the next to our names: 44M Tas.

#chapter #chapter4 #girlsundpanzer #girls und panzer #fanfiction #fan fiction #Winged

[arenatechgq-blog]

Electric ladyland: when battery-controlled autos were worked for ladies A century prior, specialists concurred ladies would drive the electric auto. Did they?

In 1907, innovation futurist Carl H. Claudy held forward on the electric auto in the pages of Motor magazine. The vehicle, Claudy enthused, does "more work, in specific lines, than steeds at any point did." There was a solid premise to his positive thinking. In 1900, over a fourth of all autos being made kept running on power. Electric automobiles meant around 33% of the carriages utilizing the streets around Chicago, Boston, and New York City.

However, Claudy didn't think the electric auto was for just anyone. Has there "ever been an innovation of more strong solace to the female portion of mankind than the electric carriage?" he inquired. Without a doubt, the transportation gadget, with its "surrounded span," couldn't go the extent that the gas-fueled rendition. Yet, how far did ladies need to go, in any case?

"What an enjoyment it is to have a machine which she can run herself with no loss of respect, for making calls, for shopping, for a pleasurable ride, for the paying back of some little social obligation," Claudy noted.

Electric autos were likewise incredible for children. "Not the slightest bit can a tyke get such a great amount of air in so little time as by the utilization of the car," Claudy composed, including that it "would not be awry to call the electric the cutting edge stroller" or a veritable "logical perambulator."

After a century, we awkwardly coincide with sexual orientation division in advertising. Reviewing cell phones like the pink-shaded BlackBerry Pearl and the HTC Rhyme, Ars Technica's Casey Johnston stresses over "an odious sort of woman contraption" being pushed today by the purchaser hardware industry. "These are devices for ladies," she noted. "On the off chance that you presume they are more belittling than the pink renditions of existing items would ever be, you would be right."

In any case, the Progressive Era's vehicle industry grasped this "contraptions for ladies" procedure with an energy that would make 21st-century advertisers become flushed. "At initially, makers, affected by Victorian thoughts of manliness and gentility, concocted a sort of 'separate circles' belief system about cars," composes the history specialist Virginia Scharff in her book Taking the Wheel: Women and the Coming of the Motor Age. As it were, "Gas autos were for men, electric autos were for ladies."

In any case, this sexual orientation isolation conspire bombed even before Henry Ford's Model T overpowered the business with moderate gas-controlled vehicles. Why? Since ladies would not participate. They needed to drive long separations, and quick—simply like men.

Strong virtuoso

In the United States, the car business and the phone business developed nearly in parallel to each other—the last part propelling a couple of years in front of the previous. By the late 1880s, Bell Telephone establishments and autonomous organizations were advertising telephone trade systems to real urban communities the nation over. The US automobile industry took somewhat longer to get its legs; having perused about the advancements of German motor architect Karl Benz, Frank and Charles Duryea made and sold gas-fueled vehicles by the late 1890s, with Henry Ford hot on their heels.

From the begin, both enterprises sold to agents and to the wealthy. "Phone clients are men whose business is so augmented and whose time is so important as to request fast and all inclusive correspondence," proclaimed Charles M. Fay, general administrator of the Chicago Telephone Exchange, in 1887. "A worker who goes to work with his supper crate has no event to phone home that he will be late to supper."

Examine any magazine ad for telephone utility around 1900, and there you will see illustrations of square-jawed business fellows in immaculate suits, unhesitatingly vanquishing the Gilded Age with their work area telephones. While today's "ladyphone" advertisers mark their items as perfect for messaging and talk, in those days Bell System viewed sit still prattle as an utter detestation to the broadcast communications scene. They even demoralized the utilization of "Hi" as a welcome.

"Would you race into an office or up to the entryway of a habitation and exclaim 'Hi! Hi! Who am I conversing with'?" advised one master. The guidelines of a California Bell System client manual talked universes about who the organization expected would do the talking. "Talk straightforwardly into the mouthpiece," it clarified, "keeping mustache out of the opening."

In a comparative vein, the car business developed a seriously manly creation story—brimming with amazing, self-beginning tinkerers like Johnathan D. Maxwell and Ransom T. Olds. They despised customary business techniques and book taking in, the legend went.

"Wrapped in coveralls, splashed in oil, swearing at the same headstrong rigging or device, or at each other, agents' children and poor homestead young men grew harsh fellowship," composes antiquarian Scharff. "Looking in reverse, other automobile industry pioneers would be seized with sentimentality for the period of the horseless carriage, of strong virtuoso, mechanical incidents, individual hatreds and crew in overalls."

Yet, once the "muscular biceps" period of both businesses go, in came advertisers who were less centered around oil monkey manly relationships and more intrigued by pitching items to buyers. In the phone part, they needed to manage the way that not exclusively were ladies purchasing telephone utility, they additionally staffed phone trades as administrators, shamelessly utilizing "hi" (AT&T inevitably abandoned its hostile to hi campaign, naming its administrators "hi young ladies").

In the car business, it soon turned out to be evident that ladies needed to drive autos. A large portion of these early car pioneers were extremely fortunate. The sticker price for your ordinary engine surrey around 1900 was $1,000, Scharff watches, so when the inescapable sexual orientation freeze over "driving while female" first set in, it concentrated on wealthy ladies and another sort of representative: the vehicle chauffeur.In 1905, Motor magazine distributed an anecdotal arrangement titled "The Wonderful Monster." The serial related the sultry car undertakings of Lady Dorothy Beeston, portrayed as a lady "eagerly attached to motoring." How enthusiastic?To think about "The Monster," as she called it, was to yearn for it. That awesome living, great thing with its energy for movement appeared to call and claim her as a related soul. She needed to feel the throb of its reviving heartbeats: to lay her hand on lever and handle and excite with the feeling of dominance; to claim its energy as her own—and feel its dreary yielded compliance answer her will.

The plot thickens as Lady Beeston's escort escapes line. "Pierre Cassagnac" is a figure whom Morticia Addams would love—a French hunchback and car virtuoso who shares the Lady's enthusiasm for autos. In a condition of disturbed euphoria, he drives them both into a snowdrift. Pierre bites the dust. Beeston's significant other hurries to the safeguard, and Lady Beeston guarantees never to engine again. Be that as it may, "regardless I excite in the memory," she admits, "of feeling the Monster complying with the scarcest jerk of my hand..."

Unmistakably a general public that presently couldn't seem to choose whether ladies could vote, enter callings, or even utilize the telephone to welcome companions to supper gatherings was encountering only a tad bit of uneasiness about females driving autos. As the quantity of enlisted automobiles bounced from 8,000 in 1900 to 77,000 five years after the fact, the anticipated level headed discussion resulted. Is it true that it was fitting or safe for ladies to drive? Engine magazine went so far as to dispatch a paper challenge on the level headed discussion, and gave the prize to an essayist who demanded that all the more driving knowledge would resolve the issue.

"As it seems to be," the triumphant writer finished up, "give her the street." The question was what amount of street? What's more, how quick and how far? The conditional answer was the extent that an electric auto could drive.Absolutely quiet

Colonel Albert A. Pope of the Pope Manufacturing Company immediately risen as an unmistakable purveyor of ladylike electric autos. His Hartford, Connecticut operation had created around five hundred such vehicles by 1897. A 1903 commercial for one of them praised the vehicle as a "totally silent, unscented, spotless and sleek apparatus" that was prepared to go at the snap of one's fingers.

"Keeping in mind that this message get away from those it was planned to draw in," notes Scharff, "the content went with a photo of a pleased lady driver guiding a grinning female traveler."

The Anderson Electric Car Company took after Pope's lead, asking men to purchase its machine "for your lady of the hour to-be—or your lady of numerous Junes back."

To the very much reproduced lady—the Detroit Electric has a specific interest. In it she can safeguard her latrine perfect, her style in place.

She can drive it with all coveted security, yet securely—in steady touch with activity conditions about her.

A few ladies seem to have taken to this promoting welcome. In 1900, for instance, Horseless Age magazine whined that in Chicago "just eight ladies have secured licenses to work electric vehicles," while there were "twenty-five to fifty ladies frequently running the machines through the city."

Be that as it may, electric autos were second rate compared to gas-fueled vehicles in a few ways. They cost more to make and hence sold at higher costs. They should have been energized after as meager as 20 miles of utilization. They frequently couldn't climb slopes or oversee unpleasant landscape (and most mid twentieth century auto territory was harsh). What's more, they were moderate.

Advertisers consequently could tout the natural womanliness of the electric machine all they preferred, talking up its assumed propriety for the "homemaker." They could, as one expert proclaimed, that the "best possible circle of the electric vehicle is not in rivalry with the gasolene [sic] visiting auto." at the end of the day, electric autos were for housewives; gas autos for their specialists hubbies.

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LUCY AND HARRY’S MEMOIRS

S5;E24 ~ March 5, 1973

Directed by Coby Ruskin ~ Written by Robert O'Brien

Synopsis

Harry has sold the Unique Employment Agency for $25,000 and plans to retire. While packing up the office, Lucy and Harry share memories.  

Regular Cast

Lucille Ball (Lucy Carter), Gale Gordon (Harrison Otis Carter)

Archival Footage Cast

Lucie Arnaz (Kim Carter) is the real-life daughter of Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz. She was born in 1951 just before the premiere of “I Love Lucy.” Lucille Ball was actually pregnant during the filming of the show’s pilot. Despite rumors to the contrary, Lucie Arnaz never appeared on “I Love Lucy.” Lucie played Cynthia (as well as other characters) on “The Lucy Show.”  She has been twice married, to actor Phil Vandervort (1971) and actor-writer Laurence Luckinbill (1980–present). She has three children with Luckinbill: Simon, Joseph and Katharine. She now lives in Palm Springs, California, near the home once owned by her parents.

Desi Arnaz Jr. (Craig Cartrer) is the real-life son of Lucille Ball. His 1953 birth was worked into the plot of “I Love Lucy” although Desi Jr. never played the role of Little Ricky Ricardo. He did, however, appear on the final half-hour episode of the series “The Ricardos Dedicate a Statue” (ILL S6;E27) in a crowd scene. He was occasionally seen as Billy Simmons and other minor characters on “The Lucy Show.”  At the time of filming “Here’s Lucy” he was part of the band Dino Desi and Billy along with Dean Martin Jr. and Billy Hinsche. Arnaz was married to actress Linda Purl from 1980 until 1981. In 1987, Arnaz married Amy Laura Bargiel. They lived in Boulder City, Nevada, with their daughter, and own the Boulder Theatre, a cinema converted into a theatre and home to the Boulder City Ballet Company. Amy died in 2005 after a long battle with cancer. Desi Arnaz has a daughter, Julia.

This episode (#120) was intended to be the final episode of the series. The show had dropped out of the top 10 (#15 with a 21.9 share) so Lucille Ball wanted to end the series.It was filmed without a studio audience in one day. But CBS president Fred Silverman convinced Ball to return for a sixth season. Rather than scrap the episode or undergo costly re-shooting, the ending was slightly reworked to leave a window of possibility for a sixth season.  

The night this episode first aired (March 5, 1973) “Here's Lucy” was on against a TV movie on NBC, Brock's Last Case starring Richard Widmark. Widmark had guest-starred on “I Love Lucy” in “The Tour” (ILL S4;E30), in which Lucy Ricardo scaled the wall of his Beverly Hills estate to get a grapefruit as a souvenir. The movie also featured character actor Dub Taylor, who played Rattlesnake Jones in “Lucy Goes to the Rodeo” (ILL S5;E8).

The date of the first airing was also Jack Cassidy’s 46th birthday. Cassidy played Professor Zoorkin in a 1965 episode of “The Lucy Show”. Sadly, in 1976, he died tragically in an apartment fire. 

Harry and Lucy break open a magnum of Champagne vintage 1953. Lucy says it was a very good year. For Lucille Ball, 1953 was the year she gave birth to Desi Jr. and Lucy Ricardo gave birth to Little Ricky. “I Love Lucy” was at the height of its success and Lucille Ball graced the very first national edition of TV Guide. 

Harry plans to go on a fishing trip to Canada. Lucy suggests they go on vacation together, which spurs her memory of their road trip to the Colorado River. There are two clips from "Lucy Runs the Rapids" (S2;E4) directed by George Marshall and written by Gene Thompson.

Getting tipsy, Harry thinks the wall is crooked, but Lucy realizes that it is just the autographed framed photo of Richard Burton that is crooked, not the wall. This jars her memory of the time she got Elizabeth Taylor's priceless diamond ring stuck on her finger.  

The flashback consists of one clip from "Lucy Meets the Burtons" (S3;E1), directed by Jerry Paris and written by Bob Carroll Jr. and Madelyn Davis. Although Richard Burton's headshot and coveralls are seen, the actor is not in the archival footage.

Lucy finds the parachute that Harry made to advertise the Employment Agency when Lucy went skydiving.  

There is a clip of Lucy jumping out of an airplane from "Lucy, the Skydiver" (S3;E2) directed by Herbert Kenwith and written by Larry Rhine and Lou Derman.

Lucy has saved the cast from her broken leg after her skiing accident. She plans to make a lamp out of it. When Harry reminds Lucy to pack his barometer, she approaches it with a hammer. Harry stops her, remembering the last time he set her loose to do home repair. 

 A clip from "Lucy the Fixer" (S1;E14) follows, directed by Jack Donohue and written by Milt Josefsberg and Ray Singer.

During the last scene, the background music plays “September Song” (without lyrics) written by Kurt Weill for the 1938 musical Knickerbocker Holiday. After being used in the 1950 film September Affair, the song was recorded by numerous singers and instrumentalists, most notably Frank Sinatra.

Flashback episodes were still rare in 1973. The first television 'clips show' of a scripted program was “The 'I Love Lucy” Christmas Show” in 1956 although it wasn’t aired again until 1989.  

Near the end of its run, “The Lucy Show” also had a 'clips show' titled “Lucy and Viv Reminisce” (TLS S6;E16) starring Lucille Ball and Vivian Vance. In this episode, Lucy Carmichael’s broken leg was a plot contrivance, not a reality, as it would be on “Here’s Lucy”. 

FAST FORWARD!

If Lucille Ball had known what Burton had written about her in his diaries, she might not have praised him as a “great actor” - although his 1970 episode with Elizabeth Taylor was one of the most memorable of the series. The diaries (memoirs) were published in 2012, after his death. 

“She is a monster of staggering charmlessness and monumental lack of humor….Milady Ball can thank her lucky stars that I’m not drinking. There is a chance if I had, I might have killed her!” 

Ironically, Lucy Carter is drunk when praising Burton! 

During the sixth and final season, Harry sells the Unique Employment Agency again. The new owner is Ken Richards who immediately changes the name. Harry develops a bad case of seller’s remorse. Like “Memoirs”, it was intended to be the series finale, but was not the last aired, preferring to showcase Lucie Aranz (Kim Carter) in its final episode, “Lucy Fights the System” (S6;E24). 

Title Trouble! The word “memoirs” generally refers to a written or otherwise recorded accounting of a person's past. The title should more accurately have been “Lucy and Harry's Memories,” unless the title refers to the episode itself being a “memoir”.

Missed Opportunity! The most memorable thing in the office, the “Unusual Jobs for Unusual People” sign, is taken down during the commercial break! When Harry moved the office to Lucy's home in “A Home is Not an Office” (S5;E4) he carried the sign with him to its temporary new location. This is only the second time that the audience has seen that the sign covers a wall safe! 

Last Minute Loophole! Lucy conveniently has a sign that says “Temporarily” under her blotter!  The word is hastily written in the same hand and ink used by those who write the show’s cue cards! Lucille Ball also breaks the fourth wall to wink at the camera, something she rarely does.  

Plot Prop! Lucy says she hates to take down the framed autographed photo of Richard Burton, and wants to leave it for last. This is the first and only time we have seen the photo decorating the walls of the Unique Employment Agency. 

Door Stop! Although it would have been more poignant and fitting to fade out on the “TEMPORARILY OUT OF BUSINESS” sign, the door will not stay open on its own and swings closed after Lucy has left. 

“Lucy and Harry’s Memoirs” rates 4 Paper Hearts out of 5 

The interesting thing about this episode is that the clips were all chosen so as not to have to get permission of any other performers - only Lucie and Desi Jr. are seen. Were there funnier episodes?  Possibly, but they would have probably involved tons of paperwork and payments and Lucille Ball wanted to call it quits.  Thankfully, she didn’t!  

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A HOME IS NOT AN OFFICE

S5;E4 ~ October 2, 1972

Directed by Coby Ruskin ~ Written by Fred S. Fox and Seaman Jacobs

Synopsis

Harry finds he can't run the office efficiently with Lucy at home with a broken leg, so he brings the office to Lucy's home causing Lucy to resort to some elaborate schemes to get him to leave.  

Regular Cast

Lucille Ball (Lucy Carter), Gale Gordon (Harrison Otis Carter), Lucie Arnaz (Kim Carter)

Guest Cast

Susan Tolsky (Miss Quigley)  is probably best remembered for playing Biddie Coom on the TV series “Here Comes the Brides” (1968-70). Tolsky played Kim's friend and neighbor Sue Ann in “Kim Finally Cuts You-Know-Whose Apron String” (S4;E24), a possible spin-off that was not picked-up for production. This is her last appearance on “Here's Lucy.”

Miss Quigley is said to be the fourth substitute secretary Harry has had since Lucy broke her leg.  

Mary Jane Croft (Mary Jane, above left) played Betty Ramsey during season six of “I Love Lucy. ” She also played Cynthia Harcourt in “Lucy is Envious” (ILL S3;E23) and Evelyn Bigsby in “Return Home from Europe” (ILL S5;E26). She played Audrey Simmons on “The Lucy Show” but when Lucy Carmichael moved to California, she played Mary Jane Lewis, the actor’s married name and the same one she uses on all 31 of her episodes of “Here’s Lucy. Her final acting credit was playing Midge Bowser on “Lucy Calls the President” (1977). She died in 1999 at the age of 83. 

Vanda Barra (Vanda, above center) makes one of over two dozen appearances on “Here’s Lucy” as well as appearing in Ball’s two 1975 TV movies “Lucy Gets Lucky” (with Dean Martin) and “Three for Two” (with Jackie Gleason). She was seen in half a dozen episodes of “The Lucy Show.” Barra was Lucille Ball’s cousin-in-law by marriage to Sid Gould.

Gloria Wood (Doris, in black) was one of the off-stage back-up singers in “Lucy and Rudy Vallee” (S3;E12) and will do one more episode of the series, also singing.  

Peggy Clark (June, in violet) began singing as the Clark Kiddies lead singer. She was later part of The Sentimentalists. She was a very busy studio singer for decades in Los Angeles, heard on TV, film, records and commercials.   Gwenn Johnson (Mercedes, in floral print) is making her only screen appearance here.

Doris, June, and Mercedes (along with Mary Jane and Vanda) are members of Lucy's Canary Club, an a cappella singing group. They are not individually identified by name except in the final credits.  They have no dialogue other than their group singing.

Robert Carson (Officer Hurlow, Police Officer) was a busy Canadian-born character actor who appeared on six episodes of “The Lucy Show.” This is the fifth and final appearance on “Here’s Lucy.”

The surname Hurlow was used as the name of the driving instructor (Jack Gilford) in “Lucy Helps Craig Get a Driver’s License” (S1;E24) and the nurse (Mary Wickes) in “Lucy and Harry's Tonsils” (S4;E6).  

Sid Gould (Sam / Jerry) made more than 45 appearances on “The Lucy Show” and nearly as many on “Here’s Lucy.” Gould (born Sydney Greenfader) was Lucille Ball’s cousin by marriage to Gary Morton. He is married to Vanda Barra (Vanda).

For the role, Gould wears dark glasses and a false mustache, perhaps so that he looks noticeably different to Harry, who might recognize him from the office coffee shop. Kim tells her mother that “Sam from the coffee shop is ready” but the name Jerry is listed in the final credits and never spoken aloud during the scene. 

Phil Vandervort (Tommy) appeared in two episodes of “The Lucy Show” where he met Lucie Arnaz. The two were married from 1971 to 1977. This is third and final episode of the series.

For the role, Vandervort wears a false beard and wire-framed eyeglasses. Harry says he looks like he crawled out of the woodwork.

Emile Autuori (Mr. Munson, Painter) makes his fifth and final appearance on “Here’s Lucy.”  He passed away in early 2017. He was the uncle of writer / director P.J. Castalleneta.

In his introduction to the episode on the series DVD, Autuori says that his sister, Theresa Autuori Price, was Gary Morton's secretary at the time. Munson was also the surname of Grace and Harry, characters who appear on “I Love Lucy.”  

Orwin C. Harvey (Painter, uncredited) was an actor and stuntman who played one of the singing and dancing teamsters in “Lucy Helps Ken Berry” (TLS S6;E21). This is one of his six appearances on “Here’s Lucy.”

Bob Harks (Mover, uncredited) was born on September 20, 1927. Harks appeared in his first film in 1968 and was seen in the background of Mame (1974). In 1970 he popped up on his first television show and was seen in more than a dozen episodes of “Here's Lucy.” He died at age 83 in 2010.

Hank Robinson (Mover, uncredited) was a busy background player in Hollywood seen on such shows as “Kojak,” “The Rockford Files,” and “Gunsmoke.”  This is his last appearance on “Here’s Lucy.”

The other movers and painters are played by uncredited background performers.

This is the series' 100th episode! It is the first of only a few episodes not to have a personal name in the title.   

This episode is the fourth installment in the longest story arc (Lucy’s broken leg) of the series. This storyline was dictated by the fact that Lucille Ball actually broke her leg skiing, necessitating scripts for the first half of season five be tailored to her being in a cast. 

The evening this episode first aired, Susan Tolsky (Miss Quigley) also appeared on CBS's “The New Bill Cosby Show.” Tolsky was a regular on the variety show, which lasted just one season. That evening the show also featured insult comic Don Rickles, who had played a washed-up boxer on a 1967 episode of “The Lucy Show.”  

The evening this episode first aired, Lucie Arnaz guest-starred on “Rowan and Martin’s Laugh-In” which aired on NBC the hour prior to “Here’s Lucy.”  Desi Arnaz Jr. had also appeared on the madcap variety show in 1970. “Laugh-In” was frequently referenced on “Here’s Lucy” during its first two seasons.  Initially, “Laugh-In’s” second half hour on NBC overlapped “Here’s Lucy” on CBS. 

Harry is looking for the file for the Charles Bradshaw account. Lucy filed it under 'G' because Mr. Bradshaw reminds her of Cary Grant. Grant was frequently mentioned on all of Lucille Ball's sitcoms. The name Bradshaw was often one used by Gale Gordon in his dictation directives as both Mr. Mooney and Harrison Carter.  

Lucy is the head of the Canary Club, a group of a cappella women singers consisting of Mary Jane, Vanda, Doris, June, and Mercedes. They give her the “Humpty Dumpty Award” for skiing which cost the members (including Lucy) $2.50 each.  The figurine has red hair and a cast on her right leg, just like Lucy.

To welcome Lucy home, the Canary Club sings “Hello, Lucy” to the tune of “Hello, Dolly.” The song is by Jerry Herman who also wrote the music for Mame, which Lucy was about to start filming when she broke her leg. In its original form the song is from a Broadway musical of the same name based on Thornton Wilder's play The Matchmaker. In “Lucy and the Undercover Agent” (TLS S4;E10, above) it was sung as “Hello, Solly” when Lucy Carmichael dressed up as Carol Channing (Broadway's original Dolly) to get into an Army base. First, she had to distract “Sol” (aka “Solly”) the base guard.  

Lucy tells her daughter she’s never had a song written for her before. For Lucille Ball, that is just not true. The theme song to “I Love Lucy” by Eliott Daniel was written for her (as Lucy Ricardo). The statement is also not true for Lucie Arnaz. Her father and composer Eddie Maxwell wrote “There’s a Brand New Baby in Our House” for the birth of Lucie in 1951. It was re-released to coincide with the birth of Little Ricky / Desi Jr. in 1953.  So although the Carter gals may not have had songs written for them, the Arnaz girls have! 

According to the back of their coveralls, the moving men are from Dart Movers.

Lucy is surprised she is no longer Harry's candidate for “Miss Boo-Boo of Nineteen Seventy Two-Two.” In order that episodes not seem 'dated', the year was rarely spoken in the dialogue of “Lucy” shows, especially considering their popularity in syndication.  

The framed photograph of Gale Gordon seen in many previous episodes of “Here's Lucy” and “The Lucy Show” has been hung in Lucy's living room, although it is not usually part of the office set.

Lucy says that having Harry doing business in her home is like having a rest cure at Devil's Island. Devil’s Island (aka Bagne de Cayenne) was a penal colony in French Guiana. It was previously mentioned in “Lucy's Bonus Bounces” (S4;E16)  and on “I Love Lucy” in “Paris at Last” (ILL S5;E18).

When Kim suggests giving the office furniture to the Salvation Army, Lucy says “Harry has spies there. That's where he gets his clothing.” Lucille Ball was a supporter of The Salvation Army. 

The charitable organization was indirectly satirized on “I Love Lucy” as The Friends of the Friendless and in “Lucy Moves To NBC” with Lucy playing Sister Hitchcock, a character on “The Music Mart”. 

To drive Harry away, the Canary Club sing “Camptown Races.” "Camptown Races" is a minstrel song by Stephen Foster (1826–64) published in 1850.

Upon seeing the room turned into a place of business, Kim sings “Be it ever so humble...” then drops the song and flatly states “there’s no place like an office.”  The 19th century song “Home Sweet Home” was composed by Englishman Sir Henry Bishop with lyrics by American actor John Howard Payne. 

Harry starts to dictate a letter to Mr. Frank S. Leach, Fayetteville, Arkansas. This is the name of an old World War II Army buddy of writer Seaman Jacobs. The two kept correspondence over the years and Jacobs wanted to surprise his friend with his name being spoken on television. When CBS legal department checked they found there were two people named Frank S. Leach in Fayetteville, Arkansas, and suggested the name be changed to Frank S. Larson. Jacobs wrote to his friend to sign a release, which allowed the name to be used. On filming day, however, Gale Gordon had trouble pronouncing the name Leach, so Jacobs informed him of the reason it was so important to him that he get it right. Gordon got the name right, but then mispronounced Fayetteville as Fayettesville. The extra 's' was later removed in post-production.  

Harry says he didn't think the painters were interns from “Medical Center,” a CBS hospital drama that aired from 1969 to 1976 on Wednesday nights. 

At the end of the episode, Harry gets wet – this time soaked in yellow paint.

Lucy Ricardo also had a broken leg and used a wheelchair in 1953's “The Girls Go Into Business” (ILL S3;E2). Both episodes also feature police officers. 

Miss Quigley (Susan Tolsky) tells Harry that at secretarial school she learned typing, shorthand, and Karate (to defend herself). Susan Tolsky previously played Sue Ann on “Kim Cuts You-Know-Whose Apron String” (S4;E24), an episode that was centered around Kim and Sue Ann learning self-defense from a book.

Character Clarity!  Standing in the living room/office, Harry tells Kim to “go home.” Kim calls it “her mother's house.”  It can be assumed this means Kim is still living in the Marina Del Rey apartment that she moved into in “Kim Finally Cuts You-Know-Whose Apron String” (S4;E24), although is not specifically stated. It also could mean that Kim is staying at the college dorm, as was hinted in “Harrison Carter, Male Nurse” (S5;E3).  

“Miss Quigley, in this letter you just typed up for me...” - The camera catches a quick glimpse of the ‘letter’ and it is obviously bold handwriting, not typing. It is likely a portion of the script in order to remind Gale Gordon of his lines. Reports from the set by writer Seaman Jacobs confirm that Gordon did not always perform the script word for word. 

Bad...Worse...________! Of the three previous substitute secretaries he has had, Harry says that Miss Quigley is the “worse-est.”  When Quigley differs, she says “I don’t think there’s such word as “worstest”. It is unclear whether the original script said “worse-est” or “worstest” (both are grammatically incorrect), but traditionally, for consistency sake, if an actor makes an error of this sort, their scene partner should repeat the word spoken, not the scripted word. 

Brand X - Lucy’s manual typewriter has the brand name redacted with blue tape. This is the same typewriter she will use a year later in “The Big Game” (S6;E2). 

“A Home is Not an Office” rates 3 Paper Hearts out of 5

This is a sprawling episode, with lots of characters and activity. Although restricted to a wheelchair, Lucille Ball still manages some funny physical comedy with a feisty file cabinet. Ball appears to be happy to be back in her element and enjoying the company of her co-stars. There are also some sweetly sentimental moments between Harry and Lucy.  

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