It's even worse when you are studying pictures of Mars, and he keeps talking about Martians and rock,and you have the distinct urge to inform him that the Sycorax aren't Martians. They look completely different, y'know...
On the subject of fannishness:
I had fun experiment with food for dinner. (Well, as much as my non-existing cooking skills can experiment). A can of baby potatoes, a lot of grated cheese, a dab of butter, Italian herbs and 3 minutes in a microwave = yummy cheesy potatoes.
Yay for potatoes!
Also, in the newsletter thingy for the Joss Whedon Appreciation Society, they ask for people to send in stories or articles for their annual magazine. Particularly from those who met him last year.
Mwahahaha! Exactly how evil should I be about that?