Most of you know Thomas Galvin (@thomascgalvin on Twitter) as the recapper extraordinaire, covering The Vampire Diaries and many of our other favorite genre shows . Thomas also blogs on a number of other topics with the same great humor and collects goodies from around the web so that I don’t have to. His blog (Thomas-Galvin.com) is one of my favorites so be sure to check it out. Thomas is also a respected novelist and you can purchase his first book, Sire here. Between writing amazing recaps and his Vampires of St. Troy sequel, he took some time to play my random questions game!
Song you will never get enough of
I’ve got a handful of favorites. “Murder Incorporated” by Springsteen. “Possession” by Sarah McLachlan. “Of Wold and Man” by Metallica. “Moon and Moon” by Bat for Lashes. The wailing laments of my enemies as I crush their dreams (and windpipes). “Ghost” by Ingrid Michaelson.
The name of your secret spy identity
Brock Pipelay. No, wait, that’s my porn name. Tabby Purrsalot. Crap, no, that’s my Bond Girl name. Um … a secret spy name would have to be pretty generic, wouldn’t it? Something that doesn’t attract attention? Like Dan Johnson or Jim Williams or something.
Also, why the hell does James Bond always introduce himself? “The name’s Bond, James Bond.” “Oh, yes, hello Mr. Bond. We know all about you, because you introduce yourself to everyone on the goddamn planet and then proceed to murder terrorists in the most attention-drawing manner possible. Here is your martini, shaken, not stirred, and mixed with three grams of the deadliest poison we could come up with on seven years’ notice. Also, I just had my friend shoot you in the back. With a regular gun, not some trick umbrella hidden inside a razor-rimmed fedora or some other idiot gadget. Jesus. This isn’t that hard. Look, see, there he is on the floor, bleeding to death. What? No, we’re not going to just leave him there while we go and carry out the rest of our intricate plan that is somehow contains an obvious single point of failure, I’m going to empty my gun into his face, then borrow your gun, empty that into his face, cut his head off, burn his body, and scatter the ashes in the Potomac. Seriously, people. We’re bad guys.”
So yeah, Jim Williams.
Tumblr. Yes or no?
My wife keeps trying to goad me into using it, but so far I’ve resisted its siren song. I get that it makes blogging and reblogging a buttload easier than most platforms, and apparently I’ve been quoted excerpted / ganked a bunch of times, but … I don’t know. I spent a lot of time setting up my own blog and building a following, and Twitter already takes up more of my time than I’m comfortable with. Adding *another* social media platform would be the straw that made the camel go crazy and start stabbing people that ask if I can introduce them to the cast of The Vampire Diaries. Also, Tumblr’s laden with porn. And that’s not a bad thing, per se, it’s just that I don’t need to be quickly checking to see what’s on the intergoogles and have my boss walk by and ask “HEY WHAT’S WITH ALL THE GIANT THROBBING COCK ON YOUR SCREEN LOL YOU’RE FIRED HAHAHA.” That would suck.
Last movie you saw in the theater and did you like it?
Silver Linings Playbook, and no, I kind of hated it. I mean, I understand that the audience wants a happy ending and everything, but taking away Katnis’ bow and arrow and making her fight in a fucking *dance competition* rather than the Hunger Games? Bullshit. I was really hoping for a more faithful adaption of the source material. Goddamn Hollywood.
Holiday you’d most like to abolish
Christmas. Jesus Christ, I am so sick of Christmas. Look, people. We all hate each other, okay? So let’s stop pretending to be all peace and joy and fucking light. God, one of my neighbors has this giant display, with this balloon snowman that’s like ten feet tall and light-up reindeer and a Santa that *literally* sings *Have a Holly Jolly Christmas* from Thanksgiving until New Years, and I swear to God one of these days I’m going to break into his house, cut his throat, and string him up in his display. Ho ho ho, you son of a bitch. That’s probably going to come back to haunt me, isn’t it?
You’re a groupie. Who’s the band?
Rebekah and the Evil Blood Sluts.
Your favorite food to make for yourself
I’m actually *just* starting to teach myself how to cook. I’ve been reading Four Hour Chef by Tim Ferris, and it’s been fantastic. I haven’t killed us with a single recipe so far. I just learned how to make lobster cakes the other night, which are like crab cakes but made out of meat I can actually find in New York in the winter. They’re pretty amazing. I also learned how to make this sauce from grapeseed oil and teriyaki sauce which is *great* on steamed chicken. My guilty pleasure home cooked meal is microwaved popcorn chicken, if you’re very generous with the definitions of “cooked” and “meal”. Pizza is my favorite, but I’m no good at making that at home.
Best GIF you’ve ever seen
Look, I don’t condone violence against women, but this is kind of mesmerizing:
Travel and/or flight ritual?
I go True Scotsman, just to give the TSA guys a thrill. I also spend a good half hour patting myself down to make sure I didn’t accidentally bring a knife with me.
Your favorite thing to do alone
I brood, I write, and then I brood some more.
Cake or Bacon?
Is this a trick question? Some Eddie Izzard thing? Because I definitely prefer bacon to cake, unless no one was picking “death” so they just changed the name to “bacon.” Don’t try to fool me, missy. I’m on to you.