Not really all from this week, but I'm still catching up.
...in a tighter than expected vote this weekend at an emergency meeting of the International Federation of Overweight Men With Beards, Brian Blessed was named world's leading fat, bearded celebrity following the recent death of comic actor Dom Deluise. Deluise had served in the largely ceremonial position for nearly 20 months after the passing of long-time title holder Luciano Pavarotti. Blessed won by three votes over surprise fringe candidate Jorge Garcia, who emerged when John Rhys-Davies was stricken from the field after a qualifications challenge and a last-minute effort to draft chef Mario Batali failed. Blessed's first action in his new position was to order his hawkmen to dive.
George R.R. Martin is not your bitch ... You're complaining about George doing other things than writing the books you want to read as if your buying the first book in the series was a contract with him: that you would pay over your ten dollars, and George for his part would spend every waking hour until the series was done, writing the rest of the books for you.
--Neil Gaiman, on fan entitlement.
...I swear to God, if any of you people start writing Young Spock/Old Spock slash fiction, I will hunt you down.
--Mike Sterling, on a possible negative result of the new Star Trek movie.
“Forgive me, Young Spock,” said Old Spock, “for I know this is a thought most…illogical, but my pursuit of knowledge demands that I must know what it is like…to kiss myself.”
--Dorian Wright, being Dorian.