In which there is pondering

Good morning, people. How's everyone today? I'm glad to report that the shoulder's a little better, and only feels like it has a splinter stuck in it rather than a knife. I count this as progress.

The anonymous feedback meme has given me a few things to think about, in a good way. ( Writing musing with a brief digression into etymology )

In other writing news, I wrote my LFWS fic and hate it, so I'll be re-writing it, and I'm writing my Halloween fic today. If anyone's around this afternoon, I'll be whacking it in heretoutopia for any beta I can get, so if you feel like dropping it and prodding it, I'd be most grateful. *tempts you with pirates*

More importantly, I'm hopefully seeing fan_eunice tomorrow \o/ but she was complaining in her journal that she can't get a decent cup of coffee in the UK. Leaving aside the questions of a)what is a good cup of coffee and b)where has she been going for it, I want to try to find her something approaching at least an acceptable cup of coffee while she's in Oxford.

So. American people! Especially those of you from Chicago! What is a good cup of coffee? I know some of you have visited the UK. What's wrong with our coffee? I mean, apart from the list I could make myself. What's fan_eunice looking for that she's not getting?

Oxford people! This is going to be contentious but. Where's the best cup of coffee in Oxford? Although I like good coffee, I'll drink more or less anything when I need caffeine/something hot and wet, so I'm probably not the best judge.

I'm considering circumventing the problem by going to The Rose (is it still called that?) on The High, or maybe the Grand Cafe and hope that either the surroundings are nice enough that the coffee doesn't matter or that she'll have tea instead...

*facepalm*

I can't just write pirate!fic.

Oh no.

I have to write H/C, sort-of pirate!fic that's also a farce. Like, a proper farce, with people falling over and coming in and out of doors unexpectedly and everything. I'm waiting for someone to throw a custard pie, just so I've got the whole set.

...

I'm doomed.

Fic: Port Call

Title: Port Call

Author: jadesfire2808
Words: ~3,600
Genre: Gen, AU. With a side order of Crack.
Rating: PG
Notes: This is a pinch-hit for chensuu as part of the Fall 2008 Genfic Exchange at sgahcchallenges. It's also my costume for the Come as You Aren't Party over at karaokegal's.

With thanks to my flist for constant patience with my obvious insanity and constant yelling of "PIRATES!" Also to travels_in_time for inventing a new emoticon especially for this fic: \o? [he has a hook!]. Also to miss_zedem for endless encouragement, nightdog_barks for a link that lost me 2 hours of my life to research (time well spent), greyias and xparrot for nitpicking, and pwcorgigirl for the title. *checks* I think that's everyone... ETA: Nope, it wasn't. Thanks to becky_h for the prompt that sparked the whole damn thing in the first place :)


Summary: Port Call. Being the True and Factual Account of the Adventures of Rodney McKay, Genius, and his Encounters with those Fearsome Criminals of the Pirate Ship Wraith. John Sheppard was also there.

( Port Call )