But then Jack figures it out, kinda sorta. Jack notices, in his Jacklike way, all these little clues about Spike that lead him to construct this elaborate, facetious suspicion that Spike is a vampire, a theory he shares with Sam, giving her dark, knowing looks while she rolls her eyes. So one night when he and Sam are over for dinner, he tries to trip Spike up with all these transparently clumsy questions and remarks, and every one makes Daniel tense further. It's just a jokey game to Jack, but of course Daniel doesn't know that, and he's paranoid on Spike's behalf enough to fear that Jack really knows what's going on and is just working up to taking Spike out--fearing it without really believing it, but that doesn't matter because it turns into a wacky confrontation and revelation that makes Jack and Sam gape.
The weird thing is that I can write stories in my head with perfect scenes, dialogue, and all those nuances of expression and delivery that would sell an insane idea--but I rarely retread and try to write a story I've already told to myself. In part because I have too many of those freaky stories and not enough time to ever write them, but mostly because I can't imagine being able to recapture and share that internal experience with other people, readers.
Google discovers for me that: "There is no ban on homosexual civilian employees within the Defense Department." But I don't know how reliable that is. This question has come up in discussion among SG1 fans, but I don't know if anyone ever compiled resources or evidence about current prohibitions and practices.
In other news, I can't stop listening to Kane's "Crazy in Love." It is a fast, upbeat, catchy song that I think could make a fantastic vid, but it doesn't fit Lindsey's character, unless someone managed to pull off a neat trick of perfect dark humor. But then again...no. I just like it for what it is.
I'm so tired today, and not 100% useful here at work. Maybe 55%. But at least I got some important stuff done last night.
I want to have 20 icons. Right now! Which reminds me--someone gave me two months of LJ time about a week ago, and I just rediscovered the e-mail in my inbox and wanted to say thank you. I love fairies.