Now we're wide awake...
Now we're wide awake...
I didn't mind it so much in the other modules, but I'd rather just strip those lines out completely. (I'm pretty sure it can be done - I almost think I've done it before with a different layout, but I don't remember how I did it, aka, who I cribbed the css from.)
Help, pretty please?
Two episodes of Arrow, one Flash, two Agents of SHIELD, one Person of Interest, three Jane the Virgin, five Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, five Sleepy Hollow, one Brooklyn Nine-Nine, two QI, and four Never Mind the Buzzcocks. Plus additional stuff that was rewatching rather than new.
51GB of clips for a potential vid.
2000+ words written on an original project.
Four containers of cauliflower soup base cooked and frozen, eleven bags of snap peas frozen, and one batch of brussels sprouts roasted.
Final paperwork uploaded for CPA.
Also, I fed myself and slept and occasionally left the house for meals.
I think I did pretty damn well for a weekend ostensibly without responsibility.
It began on twitter and then it kept happening:
[Content note: Animal harm, human harm, clowns, dystopia, planet-wide destruction, fear, mayhem]
It was covered on Buzzfeed:
(And also tweeted by famous comedian daraobriain which caused more people to give it more attention and wish Daniel Barker Happy Birthday.)
And then, because some people have oddly practical-minded friends (a project-manager! A calculatron! No, wait, I mean an accountant ) they actually organised a birthday party to finally make it stop.
And I went and it was.
I missed the actual theatrics of the declared end of birthday, but by the time I got there there were still clowns and rebels, I got a party-bag with a kazoo and a party-noisemaker and a glow-bracelet, and there were several leopards, in various states of exsanguination. And people were lovely and said hello and shook my hand and even talked to me.
And it was a twitter party, I got to meet and say hello to people I had only talked to on twitter before.
But also this:( cut for photo )
I saw a woman in the famous dress, complimented her on the beautiful white-and-gold dress, and took a photo. And tweeted it, with appropriate caption:
It was re-twote by the guy who did the buzzfeed piece linked above.
And I wondered about and there were lots of individual jelly cups and a little bit of cake left, and little cocktail sausages.
Favourite part was after I decided to leave, I stood outside with some smoking leopards (both literally and metaphorically)
( cut for photo )
It was fun to talk, and howlieT observed that Daniel Barker has resting evil dictator face.
Also it was then I spotted the mediclown, and heard it was the actual birthday that day of one of the people who attended the party (which I knew was likely, but I was glad to have it confirmed)
So much colour and so many clowns and helium balloons and a general feeling of hey, wow, this is weird.
Also I talked to a Richard Westenra and I asked: like Lucy Westenra, in Dracula? And it turns out his sister is actually named Lucy. And Bram Stoker knew people of this Westenra family.
I only recently read Dracula, via audiobook: I had been meaning to read it for ages, and then there was an audiobook, read by several people, including Alan Cumming. It is good. And it is why I clearly remembered the name Westenra.
Daniel Barker's name also fits really well into the Happy Birthday song.
Did I mention greeting people with "Happy Birthday"? People said "Happy Birthday", and, more formally, "Happy Birthday, Daniel Barker" instead of hello. :D
Then I went back to my side of London and on to the second party of the night.
Now I need to buckle down and
I loved it! I know a lot of people have problems with Tina Fey, and I can respect that, but I grew up with her SNL episodes and spent my college days watching 30 Rock and I'm entrenched. Honestly, a creator has to be on, like, Woody Allen levels for me to be unable to watch their work. Fey isn't even close to that for me.
Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt isn't without its problems -- the whole thing with Dong is like one long grimace, although it IS nice to see a mainstream show depicting the very real fear of immigration raids, however ham-fisted. And Jacqueline's ancestry... *gives up*
The show feels like it takes place in the universe of 30 Rock -- but also the universe of Parks & Rec (Indiana! Obviously Pawnee is across the state/looks askance at the shit going down in Durnsville), maybe Community, Happy Endings and Arrested Development. I may have a unified theory of network comedies but that's not important right now.
If you have the time, go check out what is absolutely the best gag (while being mostly unrelated to the actual show) - the 1938 musical trainwreck, Daddy's Boy.
Meme? I've toyed around with actually doing this meme (never mind self-parody, I need to do more writing TO parody, but -- )
(Gacked from lilliburlero)
So: give me a fandom and/or pairing and I'll write you a snippet of self-parody fic.
--In the last week or two Jinksy has had several days where he's been noticeably snugglier than usual, with multiple instances of curling up on my shins and napping while I'm reading on the couch. Increasingly-snuggly-kitty is definitely a trend I can get behind. ^_^
--The Amazon order I placed last night is probably not literally the most random one I've ever made, but it amused me: a business card organizer, a takeout menu organizer, and a new set of headphones in the style I prefer (clip-on, no stiff head/neckband or frame, nothing at all actually in the ear) but have an astonishingly hard time locating in person. Every once in a while I remember to search for something on Amazon that I've been having trouble finding, and nearly every time it turns out they sell it, thus annoying me a bit at myself for not thinking of it sooner.
Anyway, the new headphones are because on Friday I managed to get to the office with a dead iPod and no charger, which is only mildly annoying, but it got me worried about the possibility of forgetting the iPod entirely...which would be a huge problem if my headphones were forgotten along with it, since I need those for work. The Urbanears pair I've been using for a while is pretty great, just bigger than I'd like, so until I remembered to search Amazon I was thinking I'd just get a second pair and leave one at the office. But if these new little ones work out well, they can just live in my bag with my music player (I'm thinking of finally switching to having my music on my phone, since my iPod is a Mini I got in...I don't even know, maybe 2009? Long enough ago that I couldn't borrow a co-worder's charger because the style I need hasn't been around for ages) and the Urbanears can live at work.
--The rewrite that's due tomorrow needs a tiny bit more tweaking but is otherwise ready to go (nearly half got turned in on Friday so my editor could start in on it). The one due this coming Friday is only about 1/3 done, which is alarming. Dear self: you HAVE TO get a lot of work done on that tomorrow. Like, most of what's left. Because you are in the office from Tuesday-Thursday (hopefully the Tuesday and Thursday shifts will be on the short side, at least, since things are still revving up). There's a morning meeting on Wednesday, which'll add four hours to the day, but I can skip that if I really have to. My wallet would very much like me to attend, though. *fingers crossed* So wish me luck and focus tomorrow?
Ace of Spades (44074 words) by manic_intent
Fandom: Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015)
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Harry Hart/Gary "Eggsy" Unwin
Characters: Harry Hart, Gary "Eggsy" Unwin, Richmond Valentine, Gazelle (Kingsman), Michelle Unwin, Merlin
Additional Tags: That AU where Eggsy was recruited by Valentine and not by Kingsman, and is part of Team Valentine, because sometimes when you save a world you have to break a few billion eggs, Harry is not amused, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, NOTE: MOST OF THIS FIC IS T-RATED
“This is your next target,” Merlin said into Harry’s earpiece, as Harry leaned forward to look at his laptop screen.
It blacked out, for a moment, then a clip out of some interview began to play. The video was in black and white, crisply and tightly shot, its subject a young man shown seated from the waist up, against a pale gray background, grinning at the camera. He was probably in his mid twenties, dressed down in a black leather jacket over a pale t-shirt, loose over denim jeans, his hair long enough to feather slightly over his forehead, a hint of stubble over his chin. He was also, quite possibly, the most beautiful young man Harry had ever seen, and disturbingly… familiar, somehow.
As the young man laughed noiselessly at the camera, elegant serif type faded over the lower third of the screen: Gary Unwin, by Vanity Fair. Harry blinked, and studied the young man’s pretty face more closely, the crinkling around his eyes, the joyous curl to his mouth, the way he sat, relaxed yet alert, like a hunting hound, waiting to come to heel.
At one point in Dark Fall: The Journal, the player has access to an character’s smartphone and can read his recent emails. One of them was a reminder to renew his membership to a Doctor Who fan club. I read this as the writer trying to show that this character was a bit of a nerd. After all, this game was made in 2002, three years before the show was revived, which means he was still an active fan — active enough to pay fan club dues — of a show that had been canceled 13 years ago.
Lights Out was written by a different author, with a different perspective. Rather than mocking Doctor Who fans as nerds, he’s sending out dog-whistles to let them know he’s one of them. There’s a Sarah Jane mentioned in the historical materials in the lighthouse museum, as well as repeated mention of an oceangoing vessel called the Ribos. And of course the whole business of a glowing madman in a lighthouse is basically lifted from The Horror of Fang Rock. Apparently the Doctor even quotes the Flannan Isle poem at one point in Fang Rock.
And even apart from these directly-referential details, much of the story’s shape so far just feels Doctor Who-ish. It starts with a period piece, then throws in a mysterious anachronism. Some of the best episodes of classic Who started the same way. It gives us the framework of a ghost story, but then starts giving the ghosts sci-fi explanations like time travel and possibly aliens — one document mentions a large cylindrical object falling from the sky. And it’s all about figuring out what’s really going on, which is a large part of Doctor Who‘s charm — much of the time, the Doctor’s initial motivation for getting involved in the story is curiosity. This, it strikes me, is a point where licensed Doctor Who games have generally fallen down, by focusing mainly on confrontations with well-known bad guys.
Now, there are enough references to characters from Dark Fall: the Journal — most notably Polly White — to make it clear that this game takes place in the same universe, if not exactly the same timeline. And that makes the shift to the Doctor Who world-view strange, because the events of the previous game were pretty definitively supernatural, involving actual ghosts and evil spirits rather than time-travel and extraterrestrials. I suppose Lights Out could be about to retcon it all into rationalism, but that seems disrespectful. No, as far as I can see right now, we just have two coexisting stories, one about ghosts that are ghosts and one about ghosts that are not ghosts.
2015 has been a beast, y'all.
Anyway, I've been watching things on Netflix and Hulu based on what is expiring. This means I finally got around to watching some of the Young Justice cartoon. I can't quite get into it, and I realized that it's because they've got Superboy on the team with the wrong Robin and Kid Flash. I just keep yelling, "Why is Dick Grayson YOUNGER THAN SUPERBOY? Superboy's Robin is TIM DRAKE! Does Tim even EXIST in this universe? How could you DO that to Superboy! This is UNACCEPTABLE."
I am indignant. My feelings about this apparently are very strong. Whatever, Earth-16 Post-52 Multiverse. I can't even with you.
To you, what are the manners surrounding giving and receiving gifts?
In transactions without money changing hands, how do we demonstrate what we value?
Does it motivate you to think of your fanfic, your bug reports, your wiki edits, your patches, your teaching as gifts for a specific person? Or for a community?
Do the community leaders in your open stuff communities treat those artifacts as gifts? What about other participants?