Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Obviously, I don't have enough work to do
Don't ask me how I ended up spending most of my morning reading Baby-sitters Club fan fiction; suffice it to say that it has much to do with a conversation I had with Kate last night during which we desperately tried (without much success) to recall the name of Amanda Delaney's $400 Persian cat. I'd like to say that I thought the fan fiction might somehow reveal the name of the cat, but that's not entirely true. Mostly, I was just curious to see what people thought might happen once the baby-sitters finally moved on from their 12 years spent in eighth grade. And wouldn't you be, too, when the stories have descriptions like this one:

The BSC accompanies the Kilbournes to Amsterdam. Stacey discovers an underage brothel, Claudia eats magic brownies, Jessi goes rastafarian, and Mallory is a dork.

Ha! There are also a few TV crossovers, with shows such as Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Lost. I personally never would have made the connection between either of those shows and the BSC, but now that I think about it, I can totally see Claudia kicking some vampire ass and Stacey developing a huge crush on Matthew Fox. And they'd do it all while wearing stacks of bangle bracelets and poodle-shaped earrings, of course.

UPDATE: Priscilla. The cat's name was Priscilla. My morning's endeavor was not for naught.

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