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    Wednesday, September 28, 2005

    I don't think I can sleep!!

    I'm so excited! In a mere 26 hours, I'll be comfortably seated in the Louisville Colony 12 Theater, watching the midnight premiere of Serenity. I've got a posse of friends showing up, two of which are joining me in the "Cunning Hat Club", and we're all going to get geek-a-licious! Want your VERY OWN Jayne hat? Well, Paxknits can make you one. But not by tomorrow.

    Anyway, help support this movie! Everyone reading this should go see it too. Read Radhole's Firefly review to get you in the mood.

    Many, many friends are also making the journey from near and far to attend this private screening. I suspect I won't be the only one dressed up. I will be posting photos as soon as I get this darn memory card reader figured out. Gorram technology.


    For your enjoyment, and because I just know that this will be neccessary for tomorrow night, here's some lyrics from "Jaynestown". So when do we get to go to the crappy town where I'm a hero?

    Jayne...

    The man they call Jayne...

    He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor
    Stood up to the Man and he gave him what for
    Our love for him now ain't hard to explain
    The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne

    Now Jayne saw the Mudders' backs breaking

    He saw the Mudders lament
    And he saw the magistrate taking
    Every dollar and leaving five cents

    So he said, "You can't do that to my people"
    He said "You can't crush 'em under your heel"
    Jayne strapped on his hat
    And in five seconds flat
    Stole everything Boss Higgins had to steal

    He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor
    Stood up to the Man and he gave him what for
    Our love for him now ain't hard to explain
    The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne

    Now here is what separates heroes
    From common folk like you and I
    The man they call Jayne
    He turned 'round his plane
    And let that money hit the sky

    He dropped it onto our houses
    He dropped it into our yards
    And the man call Jayne
    He turned 'round his plane
    And headed out for the stars

    He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor
    Stood up to the Man and he gave him what for
    Our love for him now ain't hard to explain
    The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne!

    2 comments:

    1. I’m one of the posse! You cannot sleep, I cannot work!!!

      This evening, while not in costume. Along with my "Cunning Hat Club" Jayne hat, I will be wearing a Hawaiian shirt. I shall be getting my filk on also. And I’ll have a camera to document the frolic.

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    2. *sigh* If only Inara had had time to have a song.

      I would perhaps nominate, "Light as a Breeze" by Leonard Cohen or even "Bitch" by Meredith Brooks. Okay, so they are different ends of the musical spectrum. That's okay. So's Inara.

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