I fail at McKay-sitting

Was looking for some hi-res images since my (and I'm sure everyone else's) favorite SGA photo site bit the bullet a few months back, So I was poking around on the MGM site, and noticed their little flash games. They're like Chip's Challenge for the Stargate Geek (or this week's is). I totally missed out on the first three (assuming they didn't start this just last week), although I'm wondering if they were nearly this, erm, difficult. Since it's lightly episode based (in this week's case, "Doppelganger"), my 'job' is to protect McKay and cure Sheppard of his evil-grin sporting Doppelganger. Unfortuantely, I suck at strategy-based games, so I keep getting the "game over" screen,

( Spoiler for last's week episode )

Needless to say, I'm quite frustrated (but not giving up!), and thoroughly amused at the same time.

Oh, and on a completely different train of thought, I saw Dale Midkiff's name last night on CSI: Miami, and eagerly awaited seeing what ol' Buck was up to in the Sunshine State. Then I either missed him, or totally didn't recognize him. Sad. There went my whole M7!Squee post.

Back to not killing McKay in-game.

ETA: There's more than one level. The crack-type addiction of this has increased, and I really want the tiny caricatures as a lj-icon now...

FIC: Revenge of the Discs

All right, my first fic post here on LJ... hopefully I got it all right. Still not sure what the etiquette for posting in communities is. Despite having used livejournal since high school, I never participated in any communities, thus I am a total n00b. Er, I mean, onwards!


Title: Revenge of the Discs
Rating: Probably edging closer to PG-13 for repeatedly using the alternate word for donkey. Genre: Humor... most definitely humor
Word Count: 5400
Spoilers: Possibly vague general spoilers for Seasons 1-3
Summary: Sometimes, you just really shouldn't ask why.
Author's Notes: You don't want to know the thought process that brought this to life. I tried explaining it to my sister-in-law, she laughed at me, and promptly asked my brother if they could move. Okay, I'm lying, but it's not like she's going to read this. Oh, and she also gave me my title (after backing away slowly). A big shout-out to my beta-reader twit1217, who not only puts up with my insane ramblings, but catches my mistakes (♥ to my beta!) Also many thanks to dr_dredd for telling me how to properly treat... the gluteus maximus.

( I'm getting off the crack I swear. )