Am I the only one who does this?
Feb. 25th, 2013 05:42 pmLike every other email-user on the planet, I get a certain amount of spam emails. When the spam-load gets particularly high (like...somewhere in the neighborhood of 200 junk emails) I page through to make sure I haven't missed anything that isn't supposed to be there.
Lately, some of the ridiculous subject lines have been catching my eye as possible fic-plots. I'm particularly attracted to things like "WHY WAIT? HAVE AN AFFAIR WITH A CHEATING WIFE TODAY" and "EXPANDABLE GARDEN HOSE IS GREAT FOR STORING IN BOATS, RVs, AND AROUND THE HOUSE."
I'm just thinking about Schuldig lounging about ala the housewives in oh, say, Edward Scissorhands. And you know. Storing his expandable garden hose around the house with or without Crawford's tacit approval/disapproval/pervy cuckolding knowledge.
Tell me I'm not the only one who thinks about this!
(Also, Schuldig could paint his own nails in terrible, garish combinations because fuck you, Crawford. And maybe this general Suburbia scenario would make Nagi some sort of stepson who is furiously indifferent to the new Mrs. Crawford? Maybe the new Mrs. Crawford takes a lot of valium and vacccums dong-shaped patterns in the shag carpeting in the den. I don't know.)
I know I've done precious little writing lately, so I don't know the likelihood of my ever working on this idea, but it's something to think about.
~later
Lately, some of the ridiculous subject lines have been catching my eye as possible fic-plots. I'm particularly attracted to things like "WHY WAIT? HAVE AN AFFAIR WITH A CHEATING WIFE TODAY" and "EXPANDABLE GARDEN HOSE IS GREAT FOR STORING IN BOATS, RVs, AND AROUND THE HOUSE."
I'm just thinking about Schuldig lounging about ala the housewives in oh, say, Edward Scissorhands. And you know. Storing his expandable garden hose around the house with or without Crawford's tacit approval/disapproval/pervy cuckolding knowledge.
Tell me I'm not the only one who thinks about this!
(Also, Schuldig could paint his own nails in terrible, garish combinations because fuck you, Crawford. And maybe this general Suburbia scenario would make Nagi some sort of stepson who is furiously indifferent to the new Mrs. Crawford? Maybe the new Mrs. Crawford takes a lot of valium and vacccums dong-shaped patterns in the shag carpeting in the den. I don't know.)
I know I've done precious little writing lately, so I don't know the likelihood of my ever working on this idea, but it's something to think about.
~later