Tuesday, 18 December 2012

carose59: amusements (a medley of extemporanea)
"He Described It As 'Nothing, In The Middle Of Nowhere.' I Knew We'd Like It."*

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I ran across a tape of episodes of Dark Shadows, and now I'm watching it again.

And so instead of telling you about last week's poetry reading, or the crap going on at work, I'm going to tell you who my new favorite Dark Shadows character is, and why.

It's Sky Rumson.

If the name doesn't ring a bell, it's not surprising. He was only in a handful of episodes, and he wasn't very important. He was married to Angelique in present day, and he was part of the Leviathans (a Lovecraftian-type cult whose Chosen One was an invisible monster with a bad case of asthma and a terrible smell. His human form was portrayed by a Midwich cuckoo-like series of blond boys, culminating in Jeb Hawkes [Christopher Pennock's first role on the show]). But none of that is why Sky Rumson is my favorite character.

Towards the end of the Leviathan arc, Jeb turns Barnabas back into a vampire. Barnabas, in turn, bites Megan, one of the first Leviathans. Eventually she becomes a vampire, and she bites Sky.

On Dark Shadows, one bitten by a vampire falls in the thrall of the vampire. They want nothing but to be with the vampire, to serve them. Usually. (Very often Barnabas's control over his victims just kind of faded out.)

After he's bitten, Sky goes to Barnabas. He knows that Barnabas turned Megan into a vampire, and he wants Barnabas to do something about her because he's spending all his time longing to be with her, he's not getting any work done, and he just can't live like this anymore. He sounds like a man talking to the superintendent of his building about an annoying drip in his bathtub.

I find this hilarious. What the hell kind of thrall is this?


On a completely unrelated note, I've been feeling very uninhibited and a little strange lately. I'm pretty much just staying whatever comes into my head, and if anybody's been offended, they haven't said so in so many words.

Last week I was out at one of the schools, working in their library.** The librarian was off sick, so they had a sub in. He introduced himself—his first name was Richard—and Sarah, the woman I'm working with, said, “Oh, that's a great name! My father's name was Richard!”

I've always found that kind of weird, being bowled over by meeting someone who has the same name as someone in your family. So I said, “I'm not that impressed with your name, I don't have any relatives named Richard. But it's nice to meet you.”

Sarah told him to just ignore me.


Maybe tomorrow I'll tell you some of my latest adventures.


*Lionel Hardcastle
**It's a thing we do, we go out to some of the private schools and indoctrinate them in our system. Our motto is, Resistance is futile.

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