And I'm saying the subject line much in the same way that fandom is wont to say "Oh, *John*".

Every time I forget how tiny and insular my land is, I encounter spectacular SGA-related examples that make me laugh and feel like I grew up in one of those worrying inbred villages founded on obscure 19th century religious principles.

1) One of my classmates in high school (and, incidentally, quite a great bass voice who's sung in the same choir as me too) stars in a movie directed and written by Martin Gero (of "Duet" and "McKay and Mrs. Miller" fame, among many of our fannish favorites)

(Incidentally, iykwim and I agreed never to see this movie because we don't think we will ever want to see certain *cough* aspects of our erstwhile choirmate, be he ever so pretty.)

2) A play opening in town this weekend is written by one of "Canada's up-and-coming new playwrights", Brendan Gall. Yes. *That* Brendan Gall.

_{After whom, I can only *guess*, the writers named the sad dying scientist in the episode, "The Defiant One". Otherwise, that's kind of a bizarre coincidence.}

3) Also, last and probably least, I present: one of the drama teachers at my high school -- 1, 2, 3.

Oh, *Canada*. People ask why our TV is SO BAD? Well, clearly it's because we only have 12 good actors/writers/directors and they are ALL WORKING ON STARGATE.