FOLC Central
Newsletter #78
February
23, 1999
In This
Newsletter...
*What's New?
*You Figure(d) It Out!
*Tanya's Column!
*Color Me Cristin
*The Obsession
Connection
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What's New?
If you didn't enter the
trading cards contest yet, well...it's too late to, now, but there will be
another contest soon! Thanks to everyone who took the time to
enter!
Jessi (elfsrcool@hotmail.com) sent us a star sighting! Here it
is...thanks!
In the episode Operation Blackout, the chanting dude that
has long hair is John Lehr. He plays Junior on 'Jesse' on NBC.
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You Figure(d) It Out!
The question was...
What was up with the boquet
of flowers someone stepped on after Lex plunged to his death in "The House of
Luthor"? I am dying to know what was up with that :)
Wow, what a great
response we got to this month's question! Thanks to everyone who replied! :)
You're super! Here are the responses we got...
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I think it was Lois that stepped on the
flowers because she hated him so much, & she couldn't believe she almost
married him!
--Lisa
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The flowers??
Good question.....I'd
like to know myself.....allow me to ponder for a moment.
As Lex plunged to his doom...Lois tossed her bridal boquet
up towards him--in a last effort to tell him off--only he didn't catch
them...and the writer's didn't want us to see Lex's body actually touch the
ground---maybe so we wouldn't think L&C was disgustingly gory--so they made
it look like he turned into the flowers.
Maybe he had some sort of
magical powers, that turned him into the flowers...or maybe the flowers have
some sort of hidden meaning? It could be that the flowers represent the ending
of Lois and Lex's relationship?? Sort of like the death of it--which would sort
of explain the flowers--as one usually tosses flowers onto the casket of a dead
loved one.....
This really had no point to
it---sorry
--Gretchen
See it was a big conspiracy,what you
were not aware of was the flowers represented those ole stank hoochies or what
we like to call producers growing distaste for the show. woa that was kinda
deep..Or maybe it symbolized the fall of Lex.Like the flowers they were once
gorgeous,full of life and new,and also like Lex they plummeted to there fade out
by getting stepped on metaphorically speaking .Once those flowers were stepped
on and dead.They were no longer headliners for the Daily
Planet
--Amy
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About the flowers... they didn't want to
show Lex falling to his
impecable doom (didn't that sound good?) so they
showed the flowers
falling on the ground and people stepping on them to
symbolize the fact
that Lex is not more, but, as we all know, Lex comes back
13 episodes
later.
--Jessi
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It was symbolic... the boquet
represented Lois and Lex's future together. Lex's fall from the tower was
symbolic of his fall from grace, just as the boquet getting stepped on
symbolized the end of any future the two could have
shared.
--CKent15
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Lex was really a shapeshifter... and durin
his fall he's like "OH crap!! Gonna DIE!!" So he changed while everyone had
their eyes covered (They thought he was gonna splat on the ground). And he
landed as a bunch of flowers. Unfortunatly, I dont think he was too comfy when
that dude stepped on him. This explains how Lex.. "lived" thru the fall to come
back in later Eps... cuz FLOWERS DONT DIE when they fall. It was the Steppin on
him that knocked him out.. and put him in critical condition. Of course he
automatically changed to his human form shortly after his "Death" When that
obsessed Dr. Chic got a hold of him.
--Stacy :o)
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Lois threw her bouquet as Lex crashed into the pavement
ex-Bills football star (who had to give up his career because of a
knee
injury ;o) accidentally stepped over the bouquet. He picked it up,
liked
how it looked, took home the bouquet and dried the flowers. Thus began
his
interest, then career in flowers... yup, it's that flower shop guy
from
ATAI!!! Remember those dried flowers of Lois's bouquet? He sent these
as
samples to Swiss Air... the same airlines Nigel flew on in ATAI...
oooh...
--Mary
Ok You see the flower is actually
Jimmy's..uh.. dog, yeah.. that... uh
ate some jello and then got like really
sick and decided to go see Lex
for medical advice. And then right before the
wedding, Lex kidnapped
Jimmy's dog and had Nigel and Mrs. Cox and Arrie
Carlin and Gretchen
Kelly to perform sick and disgusting experiments on him
to try to
change the dog into a new form of kryptonite. But during
the
experiment Spencer Spencer stole some of Lois's flowers from
her
wedding bouquet and planned to use them to make him a better body,
and
as he was rolling out of Lex Corp. Tower he dropped some petals
which
got stuck on Nigel's shoe and then got into some chemicals that
were
being used to changed Jimmy's dog into kryptonite. Then when
the
experiment was finished, instead of a kryptonite dog, they had
created
a creature of horror... a bouquet of flowers with the mind of
a
dog!!!! When the dog saw the awful results of the experiment he
could
not live the life of a flower and threw himself out of the window
just
as Lex threw himself off of his balcony....
So you see the
bouquet of flowers seen as Lex plunged to his death was
actually the last and
final act of a dog gone mad... Thank you. :o)
--supermanjgp
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OK, FOLCs! Now it's your turn to
vote for your favorite response! Please only vote once, and yes, you can vote
for your own one:) Copy and paste your favorite one, or just tell me the name of
the person who wrote it, and send it to lovelc@aol.com! Please vote before February
28th! Thanks :)
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Tanya's Column!
by Tanya (Tanya_Walsh@hotmail.com)
Everybody has to put up with doing
things they don't want to. You have to work, or go to school, instead of
watching L&C reruns, or reading fanfiction or sorting through the mountain
of e-mails you get from the million or so
mailing lists you're subscribed
to. But next time you're annoyed about having to do these things, just think
about how lucky you are that YOU don't have to go to swimming carnivals.
Behold, the story of the most awful experience I've ever had in my LIFE.
Swimming carnivals really suck. Even more so, when you have to stand in
40 degree Celsius (104 F <-- Wow I'm getting good with these conversions =))
HEAT and CHEER all DAY.
Everybody hates swimming carnivals at our
school. Who wouldn't ? It's the day that the teachers sit back and relax in
shade tents while we stand at the side of the pool waiting for some people to
swim from one side to the other. How pointless, boring and deprived.
The
day started off horribly when our bus decided to drive straight PAST the pool.
Honestly; we could SEE my friends walking along the road into the pool. Instead
the bus driver had the bright idea of taking us to school; where
we had to
wait in the assembly hall for 45 minutes until a bus took us back to the pool.
How intelligent.
Arriving at the pool and sitting in our house group (we
were Armitage) we adorned ourselves in typical interhouse competition costume;
wearing yellow zinc, t- shirts and crepe paper. Roll call was held, the official
opening said and, with a splash into the pool, the torture had begun. I glanced
at my watch in hope. Only 4 hours and 57 minutes left!
We settled back
under the shade cover and started to talk, almost enjoying ourselves. I pulled
out this L&C book I had, "Heatwave", and was just about to start reading and
drooling over the pictures with my friend (who's also a
FOLC.. well kind of
anyway), until the evil seniors came around and made us get up. This is where I
started seriously thinking about hiding in the toilets for the rest of the day.
They forced us out into the hot, hot sun to stand on the even MORE hot cement to
jump up and down singing various war cries such as "We're The Armitage Ants,
we'll get into your pants, we'll make you dance," (I won't continue. Is it just
me, or could that cry be interpreted in some VERY different ways?)
So the
day passed like that. I put on sunscreen. It wore off. I put on more. I was too
sweaty for it to stick to me. I got burnt. (The next day I had 2 white A's on my
face from where the zinc had protected it). Then we were subjected to the awful
humiliation that's called a mass participation event - where everybody is forced
to stand, sweltering at the edge of the pool in skin tight speedos (school
uniform of course) exposing our stomachs
and flabby thighs for the world to
see, (Did I mention the pool was right next to the highway?) and somehow try and
make our way to the other side of the pool, avoiding the rest of the school's
flailing arms in their awkward attempts at freestyle.
The rest of the
day passed in one big awful blur. I've tried to block it out of my mind as much
as possible, so I'm afraid I can't really be more specific.
Then, at
1:45 the most exciting event of the day occurred. The judging started!! We sat,
excited, with beads of sweat dripping down our faces and butterflies in our
stomachs as they read out the places. "Junior Division, 5th (There were 5
houses). ARMITAGE."
BAM. Deflated, we sat back. "Senior Division, 5th,
ARMITAGE. We sat still, glaring at the members of the other houses are they
jubilantly congratulated themselves on coming 4th, 3rd 2nd and 1st - anything
better than last.
And, here it was. The final humiliation. "OVERALL. 5th,
Armitage." The rest of the school stared at our house in
pity, but relief.
Armitage has this problem with losing swimming carnivals.
So, after
feeling the bitter stench of defeat we trudged up to the front of the pool to
await the teachers instructions. I had a choice - catch the train to the station
and then a bus home, or catch a bus back to school and then get on my normal
bus. Either way would be hot, long and boring. I finally opted for the air
conditioned comfort of the train, so 2 of my friends and I started the long and
treacherous journey to the local train station. By the time we got there we were
DEAD. We'd missed the train as well; so we had to wait (in the shade !!) for
about 20 minutes for the next one to come. You have no idea how good it felt
inside in the airconditioning. Arriving at the station we waited for 20 minutes
in the searing heat with about 50 other school goers, until a minibus arrived.
Finally arriving at my house 10 minutes later than scheduled the door of
the bus opened up and trapped me against the side of the bus. Amid plenty of
sarcastic cheering, I gratefully got off (it was actually air conditioned) and
started the hot, long ascent up the HUGE hill leading to my house.
Typically, my normal bus passed me on the way home, so I was subjected to the
laughing and sarcastic noises THEY made.
How Embarrassing.
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Color Me Cristin
By: Cristin
CKandLL4ever@Juno.com
Hey,
FCers! Well, the Kerth nominations are over, Soon we'll find out the actual
nominees. (drumroll please!) WHAT??? You say you never got your nominations in?
Well,
Why don't we know the
nominees yet? Sheesh, be patient.
As soon as the official
nominees are announced, I'm gonna be rushing to read the nominated stories (or
re-read as the case may be). Then, I plan on giving y'all (my adoring readers...
okay, so that would be wishful thinking) my opinions for the categories and
which story is my pick to win. I'm SO excited!!!
That's about it, but,
before I go, there's something I must tell you.
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RaNdOm
QuOtEs
"A good horse is like a member
of the family."
"I hate that! That is *not* a fortune!"
--Lois
& Clark, "The Pilot", on fortune cookies
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The Obsession
Connection
Yesterday I went to a
comic convention, which was no big deal, because I've been to these things
before, and they're always a certain degree of fun. The conventions never have
Lois & Clark stuff (I plan to file a complaint), but there's always a good
amount of Superman stuff there, and it's fun to browse. Know what else? There
are celebrities at these things! Uh-huh, let's see...there was an illustrator
I'd never heard of...and an actress who's appeared in 40 movies, who I've never
heard of (I never heard of any of her movies, either), oh yeah, and Uncle Owen
from Star Wars.
My younger brother is obsessed with Star Wars, and even
I saw the first movie (or is it the 4th movie? Oh, who can keep track anymore?
All these sequels and prequels and postquels and porcupine quills! I can't keep
it all straight!) So, anyway, in case you've never seen Star Wars, Uncle Owen is
in the movie for like one minute, and then we find out he died, so tragic. But
the actor was there at the convention, and it's been almost 22 years since Star
Wars came out, so I expected him to look, well, 22 years older that he did in
the movie. I did not expect him to look like Obi-Wan.
He DID! I swear!
But I'm getting sidetracked. So to make a long story short, I actually went up
and said hello to the guy, got an autographed picture for my brother, and went
on my way. Then, last night, I was baby-sitting for a little girl named Claire,
who's just barely two years old. We were watching a video and she kept pointing
to my wrist. She pointed to my Superman watch, looked up at me with a big smile
on her face, and said, "You have Super!"
I know, I know, isn't that, like
the cutest thing? But I've sworn not to make this column "cute". It can't be
cute. Nope. Strange, maybe, but cute? Never! The whole point of the Claire story
is to remind you that we have got to train them young. Start when they're babies
and expose kids to Superman and L&C and all its coolness while they're
little! Hey, it worked for me. My parents were parking me in front of the TV to
watch "Superfriends" when I was Claire's age, and we all know what happened to
me...oh. Right. I got bizarrely, insanely obsessed. Hmmm....
Hey, I like
being obsessed. Being obsessed means I get to write this column, which is
appropriately named, if I do say so. So I'll go to bed, stick a tape in the VCR,
and--oh, did I mention my VCR has a repeat feature? So you can play a tape from
start to finish, and when it gets done, it will rewind and just play itself over
again. I can watch L&C in my sleep, darnit! And then neat thing about having
L&C marathons while you're sleeping is that you also get L&C dreams.
Now, maybe some of you have had trouble in the past with having L&C dreams.
You get that sad look on your face when other people describe *their* cool
L&C dreams, and you think, "Why can't I have those? Why can't I have dreams
where Superman turns into a gorilla, and Lois invents the flying lawn chair, and
Jimmy marries Star?"
Good news--you can! Just watch all of the L&C
episodes, or at least as many as you can, and when you get tired--and I mean
really tired, like you just can't keep your eyes open any more--then turn off
the TV/VCR and settle back in bed and start thinking about the episodes you just
watched. Then let your mind go off on little tangents. Think, "Hmmm, I wonder
what might have happened *if*..." And then make up your own L&C stories in
your head, and by then, you should have fallen asleep. If you haven't fallen
asleep within 15 minutes, then either there's a pea under one of your
mattresses, or you ate that chocolate Valentine's heart right before bed. In
which case, it would be a good idea to get up and *brush your teeth*! Good
hygeine is important when watching Lois & Clark. Only the best!
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Have a Super Day!
Molly, Jill, Rachel, Cristin, Karen, Maggie, Tanya & Cat
:)
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