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somerandomwriter1234 · 5 years

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GMW Fanfic - Farkle and Smackle: The Best Friend Ever

Summary: In this tale, Farkle and Smackle find themselves looking back at their long friendship; from when they meet as young kids through their current young adult years. And it results in the two making an important realization of what they are to each other.

-Long ago in the past: a little boy named Farkle was walking onto the home plate of an outdoor kickball field wearing black sunglasses and a very large jersey shirt that went down to his feet. A ball was rolled towards him by another young boy. Farkle attempted to kick the ball but stepped on his giant jersey and fell down. Many boys that were around Farkle began to laugh including a very tall boy near him named Derrick.

Derrick: Man Minkus. That is such a stupid outfit you're wearing.

Farkle: But you said wearing this would make me look cool.

Derrick: Yeah, last week when it was cool. Now it's just stupid.

-Many of the boys began to laugh as Farkle stood up.

Farkle: Can I try kicking again?

Derrick: Naw. Get off the field. We don't need any stupid people out here.

-An upset Farkle walked away from the field. He then walked over to a bench where a little girl was sitting.

Farkle: Hi there. Hey. You go to Einstein Academy right? Smackle, right?

Smackle: Isadora Smackle actually. And yeah. I started there in kindergarten last year. And you're Farkle Minkus. We competed in that 4-6 year old science competition last year. Unless the aliens that abducted me last night altered my memories.

Farkle: Uh… okay. Can I sit on this bench next to you? No one else wants me to hang out with them.

Smackle: Why not?

Farkle: Because I can't be cool like anyone. I try to dress up, and talk, and do all the stuff the cool kids do. But none of them like me.

Smackle: Well I think you're cool. I liked your science project you made for last year's competition. Of course don't expect too much praise from me since we are academic rivals. Ooo. Did you see my science project involving a lamp being powered by pink kittens from Taiwan?

Farkle: Um… I didn't. You know… you're a little strange.

Smackle: Yeah. That's why no one sits with me either. Are you gonna get up and leave me too now?

Farkle: No. I'm cool with hanging out with somebody who is a little bit strange.

Smackle: Would you still hang out with me if I was very strange?

Farkle: Smackle, you have the strangest mind in all of existence.

-In the present: an adult Farkle and Smackle were standing in front of a group of children in the before and after care auditorium.

Smackle: But it makes perfect sense that the seven dwarves Snow White met: were actually aliens from another planet.

Farkle: But the planet: FANBOY!?

Smackle: Well of course. All of those other names people have been told over the years were just their aliases. The seven dwarves' real names are: Trekkie, Whovian, Ringer, Potter Head, Tributes, and of course… Marvel and DC. With their supreme overlord back home of course being "King Star Wars".

Farkle: Why do you do this Smackle? Why?

Smackle: Not important. What is important is that we get back to the part of the story where the evil Queen locates the dwarves' hidden spaceship and proceeds to blow it apart.

Farkle: Ah! It's gonna blow!

-In the past: a young Farkle was standing near a computer that was shaking in the middle of an elementary school auditorium where a science fair was occurring. The computer then had a few sparks come out of it and then all of the lights in the building went off.

Farkle: Aww no.

-An older teacher stood up and spoke loudly to everyone.

Older Teacher: It's okay. Just a minor power surge. The custodian just told me that this has happened before and he'll have the power back up in no time. Just remember students: next time you're connecting twenty plugs through extension cords to one outlet… let a teacher know first.

-Farkle began to hang his head low as Derrick walked over to Farkle.

Derrick: Man Minkus. First you're pathetic at trying to be cool. Then you're pathetic at just trying to be stupid you.

-Farkle turned his head away from Derrick and then quickly went over to sit in a corner by himself. From nearby Smackle quickly rushed over to Farkle and sat next to him.

Smackle: Sorry your experiment didn't work.

Farkle: Ugg. I can't do anything right. I'm so stupid.

Smackle: You're not stupid Farkle. You're just really different. And sometimes it's hard to figure out how to be your best in your own way when you're the only one doing things your own way.

Farkle: Yeah… I guess you're right.

Smackle: Just be like me Farkle. Well… don't be just like me. Because then you'd have a chance of beating me in these science fair competitions from friendly rival. However you should do one thing I've learned. Stop trying to be cool and be exactly like other people, and instead just help others in your own way.

Farkle: Hmm. That's… actually good advice. You got any more?

Smackle: Yeah! Prince Charming actually knew who Snow White was because his body and mind had been combined with the Prince Charming of Earth 2 during the events of the Flashpoint Zero Crisis Hour on Infinite Realities event.

-In the present: an adult Farkle and Smackle were standing in front of a group of children in the before and after care auditorium.

Farkle: Where the heck did that all come from?

Smackle: Online wiki's. And you know they never lie.

Farkle: Smackle. We were seconds away from a simple fairy tale ending where the prince meets the princess and then they get married and live happily ever after. Why must you always change the endings of every story I try to tell with your own insane tales!?

Smackle: Well maybe your endings happened pre-Crisis. But they're not in continuity anymore.

Farkle: SMACKLE! WILL YOU JUST… I… I need to walk away and think for a bit.

-Farkle then began to walk towards the door to outside.

Smackle: Wait, Farkle! You're going home early!? You'll be right back soon, right?

-Farkle looked back at Smackle and called out to her very loudly.

Farkle: No Smackle. This time I'm gonna be gone for… quite a while.

-Farkle then walked out of the building. Smackle stood looking slightly shocked.

Smackle: Is… is he mad at me?

Farkle: Ugg. I am feeling so mad right now.

-In the past: in a large living room, a teenage Farkle was laying down on a couch. He had a pillow behind his head and a blanket covering most of his body. Farkle looked up at the ceiling as he had a very sick look on his face.

Farkle: I hate being sick…. especially today. Well… mom and dad are gone now. And here I am. Laying here all alone, feeling so sick and exhausted. What is someone like me in this condition supposed to do?

-Farkle's spoken thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a teenage Smackle walking into the living room with a plate and glass of water.

Smackle: What you're going to do is stay on the couch as I give you this medicine along with this glass of water.

-Farkle looked at Smackle with a very surprised look on his face.

Farkle: Smackle!? What are you doing here?

Smackle: I called earlier and your mom told me that you were gonna be here alone for five hours. Soon after that, I told her that I would love to help take care of you during that time. She seemed cool with it, and so now here I am.

Farkle: But… what about your exams?

Smackle: I'll just take them during the makeup day. Which you will as well.

Farkle: But I'm not getting any better right now. In fact, I may never be in school again if this fever of mine keeps getting worse.

Smackle: Believe me Farkle. You will be better by the time the makeup day comes.

Farkle: And what makes you so sure of yourself?

-Smackle then held the glass of water she was holding closer to Farkle's face.

Smackle: Because I've got water and medicine here. Now drink up!

Farkle: But I'm still feeling…

Smackle: Now!

-Farkle quickly swallowed the medicine and water that Smackle had given him.

Farkle: Gee. You didn't have to shove it down my throat.

-Smackle then held a plate with toast on it closer to Farkle's face.

Smackle: I've got toast. It's buttery. Now eat it!

-Farkle then quickly ate the toast. As Farkle swallowed the last of his food, Smackle sat in a chair next to Farkle. Farkle then cleared his throat and looked right at Smackle.

Farkle: Smackle. What is up with you right now!? You're shouting demands at me to eat food and drink water.

Smackle: Is it wrong to ask a friend to do something to make his life better?

Farkle: Well… no.

Smackle: Farkle, there are so many people in this world who know how to live a healthy and good lifestyle. Yet they shut their mouths so often and continue to allow other people around them to live their lives however they feel like. Well I'm not gonna be like that.

Farkle: Wow. That's pretty deep.

Smackle: Thank you.

Farkle: So… wanna check out what cartoons are on cable right now?

Smackle: Sounds cool.

-Farkle then grabbed a remote near him and turned on the TV. Farkle and Smackle then began to watch the TV. However as they watched, Farkle's eyes began to turn to look at Smackle. After a moment of looking at her, Farkle then spoke up.

Farkle: Smackle.

Smackle: Yeah?

Farkle: I'm glad I sat down next to that strange little girl I met on that bench all those years ago.

Smackle: Me too. By the way, if we can't find anything good to watch on TV, I can always read you my Star Wars fanfiction where my little ponies join the Jedi order.

Maya: Smackle, are you sure you're all right?

-In the present - in the before and after care auditorium: Smackle and her friend Maya, along with one of their students: Grace were all sitting at a table together.

Smackle: I know I tell stories different than him but… did I cross a line today?

Maya: Smackle, you were being yourself. If Farkle had a problem with you just being you, he would've walked away years ago.

Grace: Yeah. Besides, you're really fun Miss Smackle.

Smackle: Aww. Thanks Grace.

Maya: Hey Grace. Since you're the only student in here now, let's go outside where all of the other kids are.

Grace: Okay.

-Maya and Grace then got up and walked out of the room. Smackle remained where she was and sighed. Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a door opening nearby. Smackle turned her head and saw Farkle walking back into the building towards her. Smackle then got up and walked over to Farkle. The two both stopped once they were right in front of the other.

Smackle: Farkle. Listen. I've been thinking and… I just wanna say I'm sorry that I changed the ending to that fairy tale story on you. I didn't think it would make you…

-Farkle then held a hand up for a quick moment and then spoke.

Farkle: No. I'm glad that you are always you Smackle. And I'm glad you wanted to change the end of that silly little fairy tale. Because we probably shouldn't tell these kids the story of a prince and princess that meet up and just super quickly fall in love. Because that's not how love works. It takes time to grow. And it takes time to recognize it.

Smackle: Farkle, what are you saying?

Farkle: I should never let some crazy… quirks in a person's personality keep me from seeing what's most important about them. Smackle… I've been unfair to you.

Smackle: Huh? How?

-Farkle then had his hands grab Smackle's as the two looked right at each other.

Farkle: I let my frustrations over the ridiculous crazy little things you do keep me from seeing what is most important about you. Which is that you are the kindest, most patient, and most loving person I know. Smackle, you're the best friend ever. And I don't wanna walk away from you like I did ever again. In fact… I want to do the complete opposite of that.

-Farkle then suddenly pulled out of his pocket a small box and then got down on one knee. Farkle then immediately opened the box showing inside was a diamond ring. Smackle's eyes got huge as she saw what was happening and then fell down onto her own knees as she kept looking right at Farkle.

Farkle: Isadora Smackle… will you marry me?

-Smackle remained still as she had a look of uncertainty on her face. She was completely quiet for several moments, and then finally… she spoke.

Smackle: You were wrong about just one thing. Farkle… you're the best friend ever. And I will.

Farkle: You will what?

Smackle: What you just asked. It's a yes. Yes, Farkle… I will marry you!

THE END

#girl meets world #girl meets world fanfiction #smarkle #farkle #smackle #farkle and smackle #farkle x smackle

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bloodthirstyreviews · 5 years

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Fangirl - Rainbow Rowell

★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆

Gonna start this off by saying, can you people stop tagging this as lgbt fiction? Because oh buddy that is so much of a stretch that it hurts. Just stop. It’s hetero fiction with gay mentions at most.

So we have Cather. (What the hell is that name? Cather)The completely socially inept “fangirl” who sits around and does literally nothing but write bad fanfiction. The title itself is deceptive. Sure she is a girl and sure she is a fan of wannabe Harry Potter, but this is such a poor representation of what its like to be a fangirl and a part of fandom. It’s all the horrible stereotypes about say Trekkies that floated around before being a “nerd” or “geek” was cool. Cath is so socially inept she starves herself for a month rather than a) ask her roommate / awkwardly follow her roommate to find out where the dining hall is. b) order a pizza? Chinese? Something? c) walk to a gas station or grocery store? She literally just eats some protein bars for a month. Homegirl has some problems, hasn’t been diagnosed, but the thing is? It isn’t consistent throughout the story. Once she finally starts going to the dining hall she’s basically done with being socially awkward so idk. Cath has the emotional and moral maturity of a pre-teen. A legal adult who gets squeamish at the thought of holding hands and kissing. I had a lot of trouble trying to relate to Cath on any level.

This got long

The fanfic. Which is fanfic of a fanfic, because “Simon Snow” is just a really really really reaallllllyyy bad Harry Potter ripoff. I was horrified when I found a copy of “Carry On” at the library. Meaning that Rowell actually published her Harry Potter ripoff? It’s so obviously a ripoff, and dry as hell, so why? It’s dryer than 4-hours-in-the-oven-at-400-degrees chicken. It was so bad I just skipped it. It has nothing to do with the main story, so don’t waste your time. I tried to read some of it but it was worse than some of the worst fanfic I’ve ever read. Being written by a NYT bestselling author mind you, I expected so much better. It makes me wonder if she was making it horrible because that’s how she thinks all fanfic is? But it was just so bland I don’t even think that was part of the plan. And get this, this idiot Cath, tries to turn fanfic in to her (300 level?) English class. And gets mad at the teacher when she gets a failing grade on it and scolded for plagiarism. Are you serious right now Cath?

Levi. The love interest. Who is described as looking like a 30 year old, and kind of acts/speaks like a 30 year old. He has wispy hair. That sticks up straight. Because he washes it once a month. He just sounds so greasy and ??? Why. To make it even better, Cath fetishizes his receding hairline, chin, and eyebrows ? Let’s review some of this awkwardness, word for word.

“Levi’s eyebrows were pornographic”

“...eyebrow-driven sex”

“...raised a hand-drawn eyebrow.”

“She wanted to make an honest woman of his chin”

I don’t even want to know what kind of weird freaky shit Rainbow Rowell is into irl cause ew. Let’s also not forget how god fearing(?) straight country boy really loves when Cath reads him her terribad gay fanfic.

I think this one is also worth mentioning. “...pushed both hands through his wispy blonde hair. His hair was made of finer stuff than Cath’s. Silk. Down. Blown-out dandelion seeds.” What even is this. So not only does he have a receding hairline, it’s really thin and wispy. Balding at 20 sounds rough, sorry bro.

So we have that. Now let’s go into the structural issues. End of chapter to beginning of new chapter was so awkward. Nearly every time it would cliffhanger and then just jump forward to something completely different, I thought pages were stuck together because surely I’d missed something. Re: end of the first semester, Cath goes to Omaha to be with her dad. She’s all worried about this paper she needs to finish since the last day of finals is tomorrow. and then suddenly? New chapter and spring classes already started. It’s so uncomfortable. And we had to wait several chapters to find out what this idiot is doing about finishing the final paper. It’s so unecessarily choppy and I think I just don’t like Rowell’s writing.

There’s several instances of “unfamiliar” writing. Where it feels like Rowell forgot she already explained something, and feels the need to do it again. Or like she rewrote something and placed it further along in the book, but forgot to delete the original entry. I actually thought several times that I’d lost my place in a book because it felt like I was reading things over.

“Cath would dial 911 on her phone, then run back to the dorm as fast as she could with her finger on Call”

“But most nights she pressed 911 on her phone, then ran back to the dorm with her finger over the Call button”

Yes. We know.

I’m just adding this quote in because??? what

“Levi’s smile broke free and devoured his whole face. It started to devour her face too.”

And let’s not forget about Cath trying and failing to gatekeep and stealing inspiration from Hot Topic.

“To really be a nerd, she’d decided, you had to prefer fictional worlds to the real one.” .

“But Levi wasn’t a nerd; he liked real life too much. For Levi, Simon Snow was just a story. And he loved stories”

The latter just contradicts itself also and it bothers me a lot.

Also going to add that Cath “blech”’d at Aretha Franklin. I felt it was noteworthy to add.

As a coming of age, this is?? I guess? But Cath doesn’t ever really grow. Up, as a person, as a character, really not at all. None of the family problems are really resolved, except the ones between Cath and Wren I guess. I think the most coming of age moment is her finally going to the damn dining hall. That’s it. That’s her character development. If anything it’s more a coming of age story about Wren, who goes through her crazy drunken college days, tries to form a relationship with her estranged mother, has an accident and lands herself in the hospital, has to grow up and leave behind the crazy party days or she doesn’t get to have an education or social life. And Wren also left behind the ‘harry potter is everything and fictional worlds are the only ones that matter and i dont even care about my school because harry potter matters more’ attitude, while still being a fan. If anything, Wren is a more realistic “fangirl”.

What does Cath even learn in the end? She gets a boyfriend somehow. She finally finishes her English paper an entire semester late? Learns that you can do whatever you want and teachers will be fine with it?

This has nothing to do with fangirls or fandom. It’d be a solid read if Rowell just forgot all the Simon Snow crap. There is no fandom, there is no excitement. Sure she has people in the community comment on her fanfic, but she is so far removed from the community herself. Simon Snow hinders the story. It would be a perfectly fine and enjoyable coming of age college book without it.

I don’t think I’ll be reading anything else by Rowell, because frankly, this sucked.

#fangirl #rainbow rowell #ya fiction #simon snow #eueuuugh #book reviews

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walriding · 6 years

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my brain goes in weird directions when I start seriously thinking about AUs/crossovers, featuring @aloneandlosing

Aoina-Last Friday at 9:38 AM: Wait would miles like star wars

moss-Last Friday at 9:52 AM: honestly no lol "why watch movies about space fascism when I can read a newspaper and experience earth fascism any day of the week?"

Aoina-Last Friday at 10:34 AM: You will watch star wars with him miles

moss-Last Friday at 10:37 AM: unless it's something waylon is rlly invested in miles would either heckle the movies or sleep through them lol

Aoina-Last Friday at 10:37 AM: Waylon is more of a trekkie tbh But he does love star wars

moss-Last Friday at 10:39 AM: i feel like miles might be more inclined to like star trek but he's not much of a scifi/fantasy/fiction person in general

Aoina-Last Friday at 10:40 AM: This is why Waylon has nerdy friends. if he had friends still

moss-Last Friday at 10:41 AM: yeah miles will get nerdy over Alien but that's about it lol

Aoina-Last Friday at 10:41 AM: alien probably freaks waylon out

moss-Last Friday at 10:42 AM: but again he'd probably show an interest in things that waylon's really into so there's some hope

moss-Last Friday at 11:02 AM: also the thing that Fucks Me Up is like........... how do movies exist in a universe where an actor from that movie played a relatively critical role lol

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:02 AM: I was just thinking that tbh Like with Miles and Poe I kinda stared at my computer screen for a bit

moss-Last Friday at 11:03 AM: yeah!! my sister is literally the only person i've ever been able to have this discussion with lol no one else gets my point but like......... do other chris evans movies exist in the marvel universe? or are the chris evans parts just played by a different actor

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:03 AM: Like oh hey miles lets go see star wars -HEY MILES ITS YOU or your...look alike Maybe they just look like them a lot

moss-Last Friday at 11:04 AM: or does everyone just pretend it's not weird that steve rogers looks exactly like chris evans

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:04 AM: RIGHT riiiight

moss-Last Friday at 11:04 AM: lmao when they marathon movies miles just happens to sleep through all of tfa

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:05 AM: As Waylon stares at the screen, squinting and like "the fuck"

moss-Last Friday at 11:05 AM: wakes up mid-movie and tries to stay awake to see what tf waylon is talking about falls asleep again right before a different poe scene ofc the alternative is that miles just insists that he sees no resemblance lol. then proceeds to do a very very convincing halloween costume just to fuck with people

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:10 AM: I love this

moss-Last Friday at 11:12 AM: still insists there's no resemblance

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:12 AM: Being mistaken for the actor all night long

moss-Last Friday at 11:13 AM: [miles voice] it offends me because i'm definitely hotter

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:13 AM: You're not the number one pilot in the resistance tho miles

moss-Last Friday at 11:18 AM: i can't find the original link but waylon should definitely get this as a shirt for miles for chirstmas

https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6b/e1/1a/6be11a575d5a728a1af2d43bb3df01a4--princess-leia-tattoo-peircings.jpg

also would he do a couples costume or nah

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:19 AM: Pft of course he would To both of those

moss-Last Friday at 11:19 AM: :3c

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:19 AM: why who will they be

moss-Last Friday at 11:19 AM: i dunno i'm just keeping the options open [miles voice] i dunno way we did technically save each other from an evil, brain-washing organization then you stole my shit and left me to die

Aoina-Last Friday at 11:24 AM: Waylon probably dressed up in star trek uniform as a teen for a con okay. He does costumes NEVER GONNA LET THAT ONE GO ARE WE MILES

moss-Last Friday at 11:25 AM: NOPE more importantly would the boys be in on this or no

Aoina-Last Friday at 12:19 PM: I think Owen lowkey would want to do something but never admit to it Liam like sure why not

moss-Last Friday at 12:20 PM: in this hypothetical star wars scenario i need one of them to be bb8

Aoina-Last Friday at 12:21 PM: Liam for sure

moss-Last Friday at 12:21 PM: :3c i feel like owen wants to be in on it but doesn't want to be Gross and Cute about it so he goes as kylo or smth

Aoina-Last Friday at 12:22 PM: He would definitely be kylo

moss-Last Friday at 12:22 PM: asdfghjkl

Aoina-Last Friday at 12:24 PM: he would try to do the force thing on miles as poe like the movie, only to try and get extended bedtime or extra candy or something

moss-Last Friday at 12:25 PM: jokes about how torturing your dad isn't the way to go but then he looks at waylon and is just "fuck does this mean he's gonna kill one of us"

Aoina-Last Friday at 12:25 PM: Waylon just "not it" walks away as owen stares at miles "candy or death"

moss-Last Friday at 12:26 PM: squints "try me"

Aoina-Last Friday at 12:26 PM: he goes for the shins.

moss-Last Friday at 12:27 PM: honestly miles just picks him up and lets him flail at arm's length

Aoina-Last Friday at 12:27 PM: Liam watching and then walks over to latch onto miles leg he's helping owen he's helping

moss-Last Friday at 12:28 PM: "my own children. turning against me" really should've seen this coming based on the costume choice star wars families always fall apart lol

#(ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏsᴛ (...ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴏɢ)) ;;; ᴏᴏᴄ #(ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇss ɪɴ ᴍʏ sᴏᴜʟ) ;;;&Wᴀʏʟᴏɴ Pᴀʀᴋ #long post

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aion-rsa · 4 years

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The Triumphant Return of Other Space

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“It was possibly the most frustrating thing I’ve ever been through in my career,” Paul Feig says. “To make something I’m so proud of that was exactly what I wanted it to be that had this amazing cast, and the writing was so good. And then to be so happy with the final product and then nobody sees it.”

Feig isn’t talking about the bizarre internet backlash that greeted the 2016 version of Ghostbusters, but instead, lamenting how a year prior, in 2015, his series Other Space — which originally debuted on the now-defunct Yahoo Stream platform — was shelved with very little fanfare or announcement. If you haven’t heard of Other Space, an 8-episode comedy series, you’re forgiven. At a glance, it feels like a show you know you would instantly love; the aesthetics of ‘70s space opera, but with the jaunty, quirky humor of Community.

Perhaps if Other Space had aired right before Doctor Who in 2015, it may have found an audience. And the ensuing years have seen an explosion in sci-fi comedy, from Avenue 5 to Space Force, and the forthcoming Star Trek: Lower Decks, which, coincidentally or not, stars Eugene Cordero, who plays Michael on Other Space. Was Other Space simply a few years ahead of its time?

“Well, this project has actually existed since 2004,” he explains. “I wanted to do a sci-fi comedy that is kind of a workplace thing and I had a deal for one script at NBC in 2004. I came up with the idea for Other Space. But, at the time NBC told me ‘we’re not really sure what to do with this.”

Eventually, NBC passed on the project, and Feig considered it dead until Yahoo Stream approached him nine years later. “I told them I had a show that I’ve been dying to make.”

Watching Other Space now there’s no question that had it debuted on Netflix or Hulu that it would have been a hit among geeks of all stripes. The problem with the show wasn’t its quality, but the medium. Yahoo Stream chose to forgo traditional advertisements, meaning most people were totally unaware of it.

“When the platform fell apart, and all the articles started coming out, that we bankrupted Yahoo Screen, the message going out is ‘oh these shows must have been terrible.’ It got a bad rep and then nobody can see it,” Feig says. “It was really a shame.”

Now, Other Space has been given a second life on the streaming service DUST, which specifically caters to people who care about science fiction. Featuring hundreds of indie sci-fi films (short and long) DUST is the kind of place you can spend weeks on, and find all sorts of gems you had no idea even existed. Other Space hitting DUST, is a little like finding an out-of-print run of comic books at the back of your favorite comic book store. In today’s over-saturated geek media world, sometimes it’s hard to find the cool thing that still feels fully cool. Other Space is that thing.

Part of what makes the show so wonderful for sci-fi fans is its not-so-subtle nods to the aesthetics of what Feig affectionately calls “old sci-fi.” A Trekkie like me might think the uniforms worn by the crew of the Cruiser are an homage to Star Trek: The Motion Picture in 1979, but Feig points out that it’s all about Space:1999 and the ‘70s version of Battlestar Galactica.

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“Those were my shows,” he says fondly. Though he does draw the line at the 1979 Buck Rogers when I suggest it, too. “Well, Buck Rogers to an extent. But, Buck Rogers got kind of stupid. We hated the robot. The great Mel Blanc was doing the voice, and that was great. But what was that, a little dutch boy? It was crazy.”

The line that Feig likes to walk in nearly all of his comedy work is clearly the type of humor that punches-up and not down. In Bridesmaids, the various cliches of what happens at weddings were mocked, but the sympathy still stayed with the characters. This was Feig’s approach with Other Space, too. The show doesn’t mock sci-fi as a genre but instead imagines what “real people” would be like in an extreme sci-fi setting.

“In some sci-fi, everyone goes into cryogenic sleep so they can get to the next cool thing,” Feig explains. “But if you don’t have that, you’re just stuck in a spaceship forever. And you’re just all human beings, what’s going to be the dynamics of that? Who’s gonna fall in love with who? How are you going to pass the time? Who is going to get pissed at who? That stuff is really funny to me.”

Feig’s commitment to this kind of premise is fairly clear in the final product. As much as Other Space might look like some older sci-fi, it doesn’t really openly mock existing franchises either. It is 100 percent its own universe, specifically when the crew of the Cruiser enters an unknown universe. It’s a comedy series in the style of other science fiction, but it would be wrong to conflate it with a spoof. In fact, the most famous sci-if spoof of all time, Spaceballs, isn’t something Feig is crazy about.

“I know it’s a heresy to say this now, but I wasn’t really a Spaceballs fan,” he explains with a sigh. “It was like ‘Oh, you like Star Wars, let’s make fun of all the things you like about Star Wars.’ I was just like, ‘Let’s make sci-fi funny.’ Let’s have fun with science and the future and the trappings of that. Part of Feig’s larger point, and something you can see really come through in all aspects of Other Space, is that good science fiction can still be really funny.

Part of his criticism of Spaceballs is that it just mocks a movie that is already pretty damn funny. Is any joke in Spaceballs funnier than when Han Solo says “Boring conversation anyway?” Feig puts it like this: “When I saw Star Wars on the very first opening weekend in 1977, I love that the movie is a laugh a minute. It got great laughs throughout. It was true to sci-fi but it was funny and it had a funny attitude to it. After that, I think sci-fi went through a dark period where nothing could be funny.”

When it comes to his allegiance to funny science fiction, Feig wants a second season for Other Space, and he hopes that its new streaming home on DUST will help generate excitement for that possibility. But, if asked, he admits he would certainly do a comedy version of Star Wars, if possible. What would it be like?

“I’ve always wanted to do something with those side characters,” he says. “Like the little mouse droid, Chewbacca yells at. I want to do a movie about that. Like a weird connective tissue between two of the movies. Like a fun version of Rogue One.”

OTHER SPACE comes to DUST on August 1.

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Austin Kingsley: Star Prodigy in “The Silicon Supertrain!”

“Okay,” Mitzi Klingfeld smiled indulgently, propping her chin up on her palms, for what she knew would be an extended lecture, “make me understand what the big deal is about the Supertrain.”

“The Silicon Supertrain,” Austin Kingsley corrected her, even as he strained to maintain a non-critical tone in his voice, “named after the original Silicon Valley, in the Santa Clara Valley of California.”

“So, San Jose,” Mitzi recognized, before positioning her straw to take a discreet sip of her vanilla-flavored Prof. Pym Pop soda. “And you said it was, what, 1979?”

“When the train line was started in earnest, yes,” Austin nodded, as he used his small plastic spork to slice off a bite-sized piece of his Dutch apple pocket pie, before holding it up to Mitzi’s mouth. Mitzi beamed briefly at the awkward yet gentlemanly gesture, before chomping at the proffered pie, even as Austin continued on, without even appearing to notice her blushes. “It eventually grew to include stops at 33 cities in 26 states, but it all started with San Jose, California, and Charlton, Delaware.”

“Charlton … isn’t that where Bianca has her super-science school, or whatever?” Mitzi checked, brushing strands of her voluminous hair out of her face, as they were caught by the gentle desert breeze, while she and Austin sat on the flat warehouse roof of the Bookhouse, to share their fast food dinners (courtesy of one of King Tut’s Food Pyramids) under the summer-warmed night sky.

“Arkwright College of the Sciences,” Austin confirmed, “where, even before Bianca Yong successfully defended her doctoral thesis, the collective brain trust on campus was burning brightly enough to draw the notice of like minds on the opposite coastline, and vice versa.”

“So, what, they wanted a more tangible connection than just …” here, Mitzi wiggled her fingers in the air, mimicking the action of typing, “clacking away at their keyboards?”

“Each side of the country was generating a world’s fair worth of technological innovations on a weekly basis,” Austin chuckled as he shook his head. “It was becoming a bit much to sum up in electronic mail correspondence, even with the frequency of their exchanges.”

“And all nerds love trains,” Mitzi teased with an affectionate smirk.

“That is a stereotypical characterization that is only … mostly true,” Austin faltered in the midst of his objection, before waving his hands to refocus his thoughts, “and that’s not the point. Instead of simply transmitting these people’s words, or crude visual depictions of their plans, over phone lines, the Silicon Supertrain would essentially supply them with a rolling expo on rails. Rather than tasking developers with trekking to a succession of annual conventions, far from home, the Silicon Supertrain would bring the next generation of computers and accompanying consumer technology TO them!”

Mitzi couldn’t help but bite her lower lip with giddy glee. Moments like this reminded her why she loved Austin. She might not have otherwise shared his interest in what she initially considered a rather sterile subject, but his escalating enthusiasm as he spoke was infectious, and his passion made up her mind that she was going to ravish him later that night.

“You’re looking at me that way again,” Austin observed curiously, cocking his head to one side like a clockwork bird. His tone and facial expression were placid, not at all offended, and yet already skeptical of the denials he knew were forthcoming from her.

Mitzi blinked and cleared her throat. “What? No, it’s fine. Don’t worry about it,” she sought to dismiss his concerns, before seizing upon an aspect of his explanation that had stood out to her. “Okay, so, we both know I’m no engineer, but I gotta think that a tricked-out, high-tech, high-speed supertrain is gonna cost a lot more than what even an Ivy League college and a bunch of boy wonders soldering circuit boards in their garages can scrape together between them.”

“Especially after the tech centers in those other cities I mentioned heard about the Silicon Supertrain during its brainstorming stage, and decided they wanted stops of their own along the way,” Austin dipped one of his tater tots (branded by King Tut’s as “Tater Tuts”) in ketchup, then used it to smear sticky red streaks in a rough loop across the wrapper of the soy burger he’d already eaten. “Incorporating them all meant creating three connected train routes — Boston to Dallas, Dallas to Seattle, and Seattle to Boston — with 10 more cities as stops in between on each route. Just to accommodate the size of the train, the stop that was planned for Charlton had to be placed in Dover instead.”

“Even still, none of those cities would have rolled the dice on funding a boondoggle like a supertrain for uber-nerds, especially back in the late Seventies,” Mitzi scoffed, before she squinted at the messy ketchup loop, with its extra-heavy dabs of ketchup at three of its corners, and quickly realized it was meant to be a map of the Silicon Supertrain’s three connected routes within the continental United States, with Boston, Dallas and Seattle represented by those extra-heavy dabs.

“Okay, Mister Kingsley,” Mitzi grinned, getting into the spirit of Austin’s playful lesson, “so, if this is Dallas,” she dipped a tater tot of her own into the southernmost dab, “and this is Seattle,” another dip, this time in the northwest dab, “then that makes this curve the Pacific coastline,” she smeared her tater tot along the ketchup streak, “but in between what I’m guessing are San Diego and Phoenix, the line goes all jagged,” she frowned speculatively, before chipping at the edges of her cherry red nail polish with her teeth out of subconscious habit.

“And what does that tell you, Mitzi Klingfeld?” Austin gazed at her adoringly, not only genuinely impressed with what she’d discerned so far, but eagerly anticipating how she would tie it all together.

“Well, I spent enough time growing up in Las Vegas to spot where it sits on a map, so that’s why the line zigs so far to the north, coming from Phoenix,” she picked up the uneaten tater tot she’d used as her pointer, “but if it was just heading west, from there to San Diego, the line would flow a lot smoother, so for it to zag back down south, as sharp as it does? That means somebody was awfully invested in getting Apex City on that route,” she leaned back and finally popped the tater tot into her mouth triumphantly. “And nobody else but your dad would have been both loaded and nerdy enough.”

“Technically, it was an investment by the Athenæum, but yes,” Austin couldn’t help but nit-pick, even as he tossed a tater tot into his own broadly beaming mouth. “My family basically bankrolled the project, and Pournelle Propulsion Systems was brought on board as a partner, to help design and build the train itself.”

“And I take it that the Silicon Supertrain has been bringing together overgrown whiz-kids like a Love Boat for Trekkies ever since,” Mitzi lifted her tall plastic cup of soda in a mock toast.

Austin twitched slightly, in what Mitzi had learned was his equivalent of a wince. “For the most part. But there’s been a problem. Very recently, some high-profile passengers on the Silicon Supertrain have been found dead — on board, in transit, NOT of natural causes. It’s been kept out of the press so far, but given the names involved, I don’t expect that to last.”

“So, the clock is already ticking,” Mitzi nodded, her tone growing muted to match Austin’s subdued, utilitarian exposition, before her lips curled into a rueful smirk. “And this is why our last meal of the weekend was drive-thru.”

“Because we have to wake up early tomorrow, and I didn’t want either of us to have to do cleanup duty after a fancy dinner. Sorry,” Austin ducked his head sheepishly.

Austin felt Mitzi kiss his cheek before he saw that she’d scooted her chair around next to his. “Don’t be,” she patted his cheek. “How many other gals who work in admin can say they get to solve bona fide murder mysteries on the job? It’ll be like we’re riding the Orient Express … only, you know, for dorks,” she snorted, before she narrowed her eyes mischievously. “So, what time do we have to be at the Crossroads Transit Center?”

Austin shrugged. “The Silicon Supertrain pulls out of the station promptly at 8:20 a.m. Why?”

Mitzi suddenly slung her legs around Austin’s hips and sat on his lap, facing him. “Because that gives me at least a few hours to eat you alive, Mister Kingsley,” she breathed, affecting her best attempt at a husky Brenda Vaccaro voice, before she tore open the front of his shirt, causing his buttons to spill onto the rooftop beneath them with an audibly tinny clatter, and began licking his downy, peach fuzz-covered chest.

“D-do you want me to — ah!” Austin gasped, trembling reflexively as Mitzi moved hungrily to devour his exposed neck. “Do you w-want me to haul out the guest bed for you again?”

“Oh, honey,” Mitzi cooed, resting her forehead against his, as she stared into his eyes, “it’s so cute that you think we’ll be using a bed this time.”

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Michelle & Michael's Trekkie Water Conservation Garden Wedding

Of all the San Diego wedding DJs calling America’s finest city home, Michelle & Michael chose me to DJ and MC their groovin’ Water Conservation Garden wedding on Saturday, April 6, 2019. The following write-up is based on San Diego DJ Staci’s crazy organized & detailed outline for this Water Conservation Garden wedding.

THE WATER CONSERVATION GARDEN WEDDING CEREMONY

Prelude ➔ Hedwig’s Theme – Vitamin String Quartet, Island in the Sun – Vitamin String Quartet, Kingdom Hearts – Dearly Beloved, The Princess Bride (“Storybook Love,” Mark Knopfler cover) – Vitamin String Quartet, Canon in D – Violin Sisters

Wedding Party Processional ➔ Star Trek The Next Generation theme (Vitamin String Quartet) – Cue to 0:34

Bride Processional ➔ Bridal March – Violin Sisters

Interlude (unity candle) ➔ Harry in Winter (Harry Potter soundtrack) – Vitamin String Quartet

Recessional ➔ Marry You (Bruno Mars)

THE COCKTAIL HOUR & DINNER MUSIC

While San Diego DJ Staci offers couples pre-set cocktail & dinner playlists to choose from, Michelle & Michael opted to hand-select their background music for their Water Conservation Garden wedding.

THE WATER CONSERVATION GARDEN WEDDING RECEPTION

MC Welcome ➔ “Good evening! Welcome to Michelle & Michael’s wedding reception!!! I am the Master of Ceremonies, DJ Staci. Please take your seats so we can officially welcome our guests of honor. If you need to charge your devices, I do have a mini charging station up here including some universal chargers.”

“Tonight I’m going to be sharing a lot of stories about Michelle + Michael with you. To get rolling, let’s tackle the first ‘I love you.’ On August 27th, 2015, at Birch Aquarium in La Jollla…Michael planned their date that day expressly so he could tell Michelle he loved her out on the ocean deck…how sweet!!! Ladies & gentlemen, put your hands together for the introduction of the wedding party…”

Grand Entrance ➔ Hedwig’s Theme (Harry Potter soundtrack) – John Williams

1. Give it up for Groomsman Brandon & Nick with Bridesmaid Shara!!!

2. Please welcome bridesmaid Audrey & Groomsman Aaron!!!

3. Show some love to Maid of Honor Stephanie & Best Man Thomas!!!

➔ Star Trek – Insurrection: End Credits – Jerry Goldsmith (cue to 0:20) ➔ “They met on June 3rd, 2015, at ‘wing night’ at San Diego Brewing Co. after getting to know each other on Ok Cupid. Not soon after, they started officially dating as boyfriend and girlfriend. Together they enjoy video games, summer concerts, snorkeling, going to the movies, theme parks, zoos & aquariums, hanging out with friends, & traveling. They are planning a honeymoon to Maui, Hawaii. Ladies & gentlemen, get on your feet to welcome–for the FIRST TIME EVER–Mr. & Mrs. H—–!!!”

➔ First Dance ➔ You and Me – Lifehouse ➔ fade early: 3 mins ➔ “On June 4th, 2017, to celebrate her birthday, Mike and Michelle went to Universal Studios Hollywood & dressed up in their Harry Potter robes. In front of the Hogwarts castle with all of their friends around, Mike surprised Michelle by getting down on one knee and presenting her with a ring he designed himself. We know how Michelle answered because we are about to welcome Mr. & Mrs. H to the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife.”

➔ Newlywed Brief Welcome/Thank You Speech ➔ yes

5:45 pm ➔ Meal Served: Buffet ➔ Dismiss tables: Day-Of Coordinator

➔ Toasts ➔ champagne ➔ “Ladies & gentlemen, I hope you are enjoying your meals. On that note, may I have your attention please for the toasts. Welcome our first speakers:

➔ Parents of the Bride – Jon & Susan

➔ Best Man & Brother of the Groom – Tom

➔ Maid of Honor & Sister of the Bride – Stephanie

➔ Mother-Son Dance ➔ “Sweetheart Tree,” Johnny Mathis ➔ fade early: no ➔ “Now let’s welcome Michael & his mother, Rebecca, to the dance floor to share a special dance.”

➔ Father-Daughter Dance ➔ Michelle – The Beatles ➔ fade early: no ➔ “And now let’s welcome Michelle & her father, Jon, to the dance floor.”

➔ Group Photo on Dance Floor

➔ Open Dancing

8:30 PM +/- ➔ Formal Cake Cutting ➔ Sugar, Sugar (The Archies)

➔ Garter Removal ➔ Stray Cat Strut (Stray Cats)

➔ Garter Toss ➔ Pour Some Sugar on Me (Def Lepard)

➔ Bouquet Toss ➔ Run The World (Beyoncé)

➔ Money Dance ➔ How Sweet It Is – James Taylor, Can’t Help Falling in Love – Elvis Presley, You’re My Best Friend – Queen, In the Mood – Glenn Miller

9:00 pm ➔ Photographer leaves

9:57 pm ➔ Last Dance

MICHELLE & MICHAEL’S DANCE MUSIC RECIPE

Dance Music Rating ➔ PG-13 early on then some R/X-rated as it gets later

Play A Lot ➔ Top 40/Pop, 80s Pop/Rock/New Wave, 90s R&B/Boy Bands/Pop, Motown/Funk

Play A Few ➔ Disco, Oldies, Electronic Dance Music, 70s/Classic Rock, Slow Dances

♥ M U S T – P L A Y S ♥

Too Close – Alex Clare, Never Gonna Give You Up – Rick Astley (later in the night!), Cha Cha Slide, Cupid Shuftle, YMCA, I Want It That Way – Backstreet Boys, Island in the Sun – Weezer, Shut Up and Dance, Tearin’ up my Heart – NSYNC, Time of Our Lives – Pitbull, Thinking out Loud – Ed Sheeran

♥ P L A Y I F Y O U C A N ♥

Fireball – Pitbull, Larger Than Life – Backstreet Boys, Crazy in Love – Beyoncé, Shape of You – Ed Sheeran, Can’t Stop this Feeling – Justin Timberlake, Give me Everything – Pitbull, Dynamite – Taio Cruz

♥ D O N O T P L A Y S ♥

Country, Chicken Dance, Whip Nae Nae

THE WATER CONSERVATION GARDEN WEDDING FLOOR PLAN

SAN DIEGO WEDDING VENDOR LIST

Here is the amazing team of San Diego wedding vendors I had the pleasure of working with on this Water Conservation Garden wedding:

Venue ➔ Water Conservation Garden (at Cuyamaca College)

Day-Of Coordinator ➔ Kes Event Planning

Caterer ➔ Taquizas Victor

DJ ➔ DJ Staci, the Track Star

Photographer ➔ Shot by Ellen

Officiant ➔ Pastor Manuel Retamoza

Cake Bakery ➔ DIY

Florist ➔ Sweets & Buds

Again, I was honored to be the one and only San Diego wedding DJ Michelle & Mike trusted with their Water Conservation Garden wedding. Thank you!

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