Yaaay, Babylon 5!

I have just purchased Volume 14 of jms's script books for Babylon 5--because I'd picked up volumes 1-13, 14 will have with it the free Volume 15, full of fangirl completeness goodies.

I never bought a single toy--I did buy one accessory, a Ranger pin for lferion because it was the Right Thing for her Ranger costume. I have the Centauri, Psi Corps, and Technomage trilogies of novels, and To Dream in the City of Sorrows, because they are the most canon.

When I go to a new job, I name my stationary workstation zog, and my laptop anla-shok. My server is named lorien in a double-canon nod.

I first saw Babylon 5 while visiting talek in Colorado. I seem to recall we were in a third party's basement, with those carefully-hoarded tapes that were, then, the hallmark of that sort of fen: Denver was a market where the show's schedule was best divined with Whack-A-Mole. The Bay Area is kinder in that regard (and our fen more fanged), so the task was easier when I came home and started up what would become a most happy habit.

I still have complete VHS tapes of Seasons 4 and 5, taped from broadcast, plus the last few of Season 3. They fill a whole drawer, whereas the DVD's that replaced them are a fraction of the space.

It was never about the toys; it was about the words, and now I will have them.

'scuse me while I curl up on top of my hoard and make contented puffs of smoke.

-- Lorrie