The Gate Room

Contains Spoilers for SG-1's "200"

Morena Baccarin is Adria
A fantastic casting decision...

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John Deere
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My blog has gotten boring. Oh well. I'll make it exciting over the summer.

News from the Vancouver Gatecon...other than RDA. If you're not a sci-fi fan, don't bother to read...
Tapping on kissing coworkers, future with Jack-Ok, I'm all about people being happy. They're a complicated issue. I don't know...as long as they're in a position where they don't get in trouble for being together, let them be together.
Simon and Bourne entertain convention-Whoa...Cliff Simon is rather in shape. I just read somewhere else that he was born in South Africa; I don't know why I thought New Zealand. Anyway, Ba'al is making a large comeback in season 10. I'd like to see him run for President or something, personally.

EDIT: The forum at Gateworld is down. NOOOOOOOO

So yeah, I've been totally have a couple of really bad days...but this just managed to brighten everything up.

Article with good news...Not for the people who don't like sci-fi

Oh my word. this is hilarious

http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Star_Gate

Hmm...Talk of SG-1's 200th episode has started. Joe Malozzi said to watch out for a special guest star. Could it be?

Oh well. Better not get my hopes up. Anyway, here's what I've got. In Bold
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From rdanderson.com

"NOTE FROM RICK" - NEWS
March 15, 2006

Richard kept in touch with another phone call.

He talked about the annual Daddy-Daughter dance that he and Wylie attended for Valentine's Day. One of the songs they danced to there was "In My Daughter's Eyes," and he said it was an especially touching moment because ever since the birthday video for 2005, he and Wylie consider that to be "their" song.

He also wanted to share some happy news with his fans, saying, "I've only told one other person." But when asked if the information could be posted now, he wasn't sure, so for now it must be enough to say that the details will be added here just as soon as it is appropriate.

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The post below this one was basically totally comprised of word vomit. Reading through it now; I barely understand what I was trying to write. This weekend went REALLY well until that all started to happen on Sunday...maybe I'll write more in depth about what made it well later. I'm off to slumber

My weekend overall was good. Sci-Fi Friday was INSANE. First, Arthurian Mythology on SG-1, a wraith turned human back to wraith on Atlantis, and then just an overall "OH MY &*%@" on Galactica. I'm also quite addicted to DDR, although my calves hurt quite a bit. Combined with broomball today, that didn't help much.

Saturday was really boring. We cleaned, played DDR some more, (a lot more), and went to Brokeback Mountain. Ok-it's a good movie, but I'll have to admit I saw a bit more of Heath Ledger than I ever want to. Moon, Alex, Chris and I went to go see it; it was fun. And then DDR some more, and then I totally fell asleep during Muppet Treasure Island. I love that movie, and AARGH...I fell asleep. I didn't even realize it until Tim, Stu and Chris woke me up. Played one more round of DDR, climbed into my loft and passed out with being tired.

Woke up this morning, had food, watched Stargate Atlantis and SG-1. Then, got ready to play broomball. The bruise I had on my knee is back; nearly in an identical pattern as it was a couple weeks ago. (I'll post a pic sometime.) I was really bad the first half of the game, but the second half I got my ice legs back; after not playing a week because of my cold, and I had some pretty good helping saves, I think. I got a complement from someone who has become one of my favorite people in the world and that made me feel good (who doesn't after that circomstance?)

Supper today, I was a bit of an ass. I'm totally not used to NOT being around people whos families don't make a living from farming, and that came out tonight. Chris, another person from the country, was there; he kind of kept me from doing something I would've regretted, so that was good.

I guess it was bound to happen sometime; it's just, the way it came out I didn't like. Everyone talks about monetary, urban/suburban and racial divisions in the United States; I don't think that enough people talk about the rural/"not rural" (for lack of a better word) divide. I mean, we're not all Wrangler-wearing, cowboy boot wearing, country music listening (even though that's what's coming from my iTunes right now), hicks who talk with western accents.

Farming's not the pretty fields and gorgeous animals you tend to see in Hollywood movies. It's about getting up early, long hours, potentially dangerous situations with livestock and equipment, and often times for many farmers, doing that, then helping out neighbors with equipment and such, helping elderly neighbors feed their livestock and farm their land, and then going to jobs in town. And if you're my parents, you do all of that, and then you go and do your "paying" jobs in town. Both my parents have multiple. It's a rough business; farmers have to take every precaution to protect their livestock because every time a coyote comes along and kills one, or a possum gets in and eats the corn you use to feed said livestock, you lose money. Things have to be done. And coyotes are crafty little buggars. I know it sounds cold and I didn't like it when I was little, but it's what's got to be done.

I know plenty of people know this, but I think that rural people and people who live in big cities can learn a lot from each other. I'll admit that this goes both ways; I have knowingly thought some of the same things about "city kids" as I'm sure they've thought about "country kids" It's like what my shirt from FFA says: "Q: Where would you be without Agriculture?" "A: Naked and Hungry." Of course, without people in the big cities to buy the products produced from Agricultural means, farmers don't have a market to make the money they use to feed their families or send their kids to college. People who don't like farm subsidies? Tell them they can pay twice as much for a pound of American beef.

That last part was a little off-topic. Seeing how long this has gotten, I think I'm going to end it here and let the masses battle this issue out

'Till we meet again!