About this video business...

[toodlepipsigner.livejournal.com]

Well,  it's finished!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JbDtMjFlwME&feature=channel_page
Tee hee!
However, I'm satisfied with the outcome...
Hopefully you all will be too :)

Also, still working on the Jooster indentity-swap fic. It's comming along nicely. Shouldn't take more than another day or so...

Toodle-Pip!

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[potatofiend.livejournal.com]

So...Jeeves and Handsome Black Elevator Man.

There must be fic, right? Why isn't there fic? I cannot be the only person who thinks their knowing looks exchanged imply SEX SEX SEX.

Lord of the Rings by PG Wodehouse

[longlongwaytogo.livejournal.com]

I hope this hasn't been posted, or if it has, that you're not all sick of it already. I found it here.

P. G. Wodehouse

The trouble with writing an epic, I find, is knowing just where to begin. So here I am, quill and parchment at the ready, a full bowl of pipeweed and, dash it, have great difficulty in beginning! That's the trouble with epics, as I suspect old Treebeard himself would say, and wasn't he a one for insisting that every story begin at the very beginning - of time, that is, and it takes all one's memories of school training to be polite to the old boy when you're rushing to catch an Eagle.

I brought this up with Gandalf when he dropped by yesterday. "Gandalf", I said, "Do you remember that old ROP we dropped into the crack of Mount Doom?" He did, of course. It was one of those rectangular - no, I mean rhetorical - questions. How could one forget? It was a tale to freeze thy blood, to make one's hair stand on end like quills upon the fretful porpentine - though I've never understood why one says porpentine when you mean porcupine. Something to do with elves, no doubt. I had been thinking of making a start by putting one of the elven marching songs on the title page, but all I can remember os 'Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong, I hurry along', which would never do. Elrond would never approve.

So Gandalf applied himself to the task at hand - and that's a sight to see that makes strong men gasp and the ladies swoon. You could see the blood whizzing through that magnificent brain of his, chock full of all that health food he grazes on with Tom Bombadil. When there's a problem to be solved, just slip a few nuts and berries to old Gandalf and stand back, I say. Frightening, really.

So after a good think, Gandalf suggested Bilbo's eleventy-first birthday, and I knew right away I held the winning ticket, cash for life with no taxation. "Perfect" I told him. "That's just precisely where I'll set the starting post. You have hit the n. right on the h."

More Music To Fic To

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

What-ho, Ladies & Gents!

I mentioned last time I shared music that I'd have some more.
Here it is!   If some of these have already been shared, I'm sorry for the redundancy.
( Music, Music, Tralala! )

Enjoy!

(Just a note - if you listen to "Pass The Biscuits Mirandy" while looking at Mr. Cleese gyrate up there in my icon, it looks like he's dancing to it, almost.)

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[ayamemishi.livejournal.com]

I'm sure that someone's caught this before, but it made me gasp in surprise when I noticed it.

During the first episode, when Claude and Eustace arrive at Bertie's flat, the dialogue runs something like this...
Claude: He's not Bertie!
Eustace: He's better looking than Bertie.

Also, right afterward, Claude and Eustace's friend (Rainsby, I think?) is in the kitchen with them, and Eustace tells him to "Go get the things, dollface." [Edit: Turns out he actually says 'Dogface'. Shame.]

Oh, the slashiness. How it hurts.
So...any other good Claude or Eustace moments? Anyone?

Betas?

[laughinggas13.livejournal.com]

So... I have this little Psmith/Mike fic I'd like to post on here but I'm thinking I'd quite like someone to beta it for me cos I don't think I've got the voices quite right. Only thing is, I haven't a clue how this whole beta-ing thingy works so I need someone that won't object to explaining things ve-ry slow-ly for me, preferably in words of one syllable.

Pairing: Psmith/Mike
Rating: Erm... maybe PG-13? Nothing stronger than kising
Word Count: About 2,500 at present

It's all written so don't worry about having to prod me for it. :-)

Jooster ficlet for toodlepipsigner

[triedunture.livejournal.com]

Title: The Stacks
Fandom: Jeeves and Wooster
Rating: PG
Summary: A ficlet for toodlepipsigner, who is just the biggest sweetheart and went way out of her way to get me things I selfishly wanted. The setting suggested by chaoschick13.

This way, my petals.

The Book People

[laughinggas13.livejournal.com]

The Book People are doing ten Jeeves & Wooster books for £9.99! *blissful grin*

If they haven't sold out by tomorrow, I'm placing my order. They do ship to outside the UK, but they charge something like £12 for it so I don't know if it's worth it...

You get:

• Jeeves in the Offing
• Stiff Upper Lip Jeeves
• The Mating Season
• The Code of the Woosters
• Carry on Jeeves
• Much Obliged Jeeves
• Aunts Aren't Gentlemen
• Right Ho, Jeeves
• Thank You Jeeves
• The Inimitable Jeeves

I've already got a couple of 'em, but since my copy of The Code of the Woosters has mysteriously vanished (all I'm saying is I lent it to my dad and haven't seen it since) and anyway, this gives me an ideal opportunity to force I mean encourage my friends to read them by giving them my duplicates, I don't really mind.

The Book People's Website

Ficlets: "Hypnotic Suggestion" and "1929"

[blackletter]

I recently did the drabble/ficlet meme that's been going around and a few Jooster ficlets resulted, so I thought I'd cross-post them here.

Author: blackletter
Title: Ficlet 1: Hypnotic Suggestion; Ficlet 2: 1929
Rating: F for Fluffy. (Or G, if you prefer the more conventional rating system)
Word Count: Ficlet 1:510; Ficlet 2:581


First, requested by zekkass, Jeeves/Bertie with the prompt "mind control">

( Hypnotic Suggestion )

And second, requested by thirstyrobot, Jeeves/Wooster with the prompt "empty rooms."

( 1929 )