So, happy birthday to me. 27 -- no longer even arguably in my mid-twenties. Yearly wrapup tonight, maybe. And I still have to decide if I'm going to post that Dick Cheney slashfic I wrote... but for now, I'm going to go work on my forge. La la la.
I can kinda see him being some weird blind Mr Science ninja, who just stands in the back and directs. As someone goes to put a part in the wrong place, he points unerringly at them and says, "Stop! Your geek fu is lacking."
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