Oh captain, my captain.

So, today (because it's still the 27th in parts-of-the-world-not-Europe) is our beloved captain's birthday. By which I mean Nathan Fillion's. Hence, picspam, because I couldn't really do one for Alan but none for him. He's our captain, after all, and oh how I heart him.

And first off, let me point out that it was so much harder to pick pictures for him than for Alan. Probably because I know exactly everything I love about Alan, whereas I fangirl Nathan less on an everyday basis, if that makes sense. And so for the record, I decided not to put anything of him in character because then I could not have chosen. ...well, there's one pic in character, but I don't think (m)any of you will have seen it. Anyway, here goes.

( As much not dial-up-friendly as you can get, people. )

Happy 35th, Captain. Hope it'll be a good year for you.

(EDIT: I forgot one tremendously important picture. Check among his co-stars if boykiss is a word ya like.)

Swing when you're winning...

We've just watched Swing Kids. Which isn't the best movie of all times at all, but it has a few actors I like, so. And, mostly, swing music. And lots of swing dancing. Although really there wasn't nearly enough of that.

The moral of the story is, I want to know how to dance swing. Like, really. It's so wild. It's crazy, and all over the place, and, I'm sure, so complex.

The though of swing dancing with Christian Bale is enough in itself, mind you.




Note to self: make a dancing icon. Seriously. What were you thinking.