deird1: Fred reading a book (Fred book)
Why is it that the most fun and interesting jobs are always the shortest?

Just got hired to write some Diary Entries Full of Hidden Clues for an escape room. SO VERY FUN. And it took me a grand total of three hours.

Punctuation-checking a textbook for the third time? Takes days. An awesome job that I'd do for free if I didn't need to eat occasionally? Three hours.


...I clearly need to develop a friendship with every escape room designer in the world, so that I can snag all the fun writing work.
deird1: the kidlet, looking oh so cute (kidlet with hat)
"Help me with this, Mummy!"

"Okay. I'll get in my time machine, go back two years, spend weeks teaching you, painstakingly, how to do the task, and make absolutely sure you can do it yourself. ... Okay, done. Now do it yourself."
deird1: Chiana, head on one side (Chiana)
...using D&D classes and alignments

For reference, see this post where I allocated classes and alignments to every character.



because I was bored )

Questions? Comments?
deird1: Fred squeeing, with love hearts (Fred squee)
One day I will have my female cat called Minerva, dammit.

But for now, he's very cute, very purry, and his name is Felix because I am a total Latin nerd.
deird1: Dawn glaring at Buffy, with text "Dawn Summers demands an explanation for this bullshit" (Dawn bullshit)
I don't use Facebook very much, but one thing that has been helpful is that I could get group notifications from them.

So:
- my choir updates their group page with regular info on rehearsals/concerts/etc
- my roleplaying group regularly post to figure out when we can meet next
...and so on.

This is great, but only because it means I'm guaranteed to get a notification whenever anything happens.


So, what did Facebook just do?

*sighs*

"You were receiving all notifications from these groups, but we've updated this to only show highlights!"


...with an air of "Isn't this convenient? Aren't I helpful, to figure this out for you?"



Facebook, no. You are never helpful, and every time you try to be, you only make things worse.


Not wanting to miss out on unimportant updates like, for instance, my friends wanting to know if they can roleplay at my house this evening, I changed it back. Which took FOUR DIFFERENT WEBPAGES before I could change them all.


Not. Happy. Jan.
deird1: Toph looking pretty (Toph pretty)
So, if perchance you've been on Tumblr for the last few years, you might be wondering if I'm at all up to the same fannish stuff that I used to be.

Not so much. Because:
- I have children taking up my fic-writing time.
- I am much happier with my work, so I'm not ficcing just to stay sane.
- No-one's really been writing much meta here.
- The fandoms I'm interested in aren't the ones that my flist wandered off to.

BUT.

I'm still interested in fannishness. And I'll happily participate in any discussions on the subject.

I've watched quite a few shows lately - some new, some old, some my perpetual obsessions that I will never quite stop watching. The obsessions are BtVS (obviously), Farscape, Leverage, and The West Wing. The new ones that I'd be somewhat interested in discussing are Newsroom and Elementary (although I'm two seasons behind on that one).
deird1: Twilight Sparkle's hot air balloon (MLP:FiM hot air balloon)
Currently stuck in bed fighting off a virus, so I thought I'd pass the time by telling you all about Australian Christmas.

Christmas in Australia is like Christmas in Britain, but hot. The end.

okay, there's more to it than that )
deird1: Chiana, head on one side (Chiana)
I'm so impressed by the way John/Aeryn is written. In every way, really, but right now specifically the way it's done in Look At The Princess.

You see, there's sex, and then there's romance.

John has no problem with sex. And no problem with romance.

Aeryn has no problem with sex. And HUGE ISSUES with romance.

Sex isn't really an issue for them at the moment. (They've already had sex - months ago.) But now their relationship is starting to get seriously romantic. And Aeryn is freaking out.

So, what does she do? She accuses John of being too hormonal, and only after sex.

What does John do? He retaliates by going after Chiana (in front of Aeryn, purely to annoy her) and then kissing every woman he can find.


So...

Aeryn is yelling "You only care about sex!" And John is yelling straight back "You're right! I only care about sex!" AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE JOHN WANTS THINGS TO BE ROMANTIC.



It's beautifully written. And superbly acted. Because it's quite apparent what's going on, but it's never said. If you took their relationship at face value, you'd think the problem was that John was only interested in sex...

cute book

Nov. 13th, 2018 09:21 am
deird1: Fred squeeing, with love hearts (Fred squee)
So, my daughter was given a Buffy picture book for her birthday:



My first thought: AWESOME.

My second thought: Clearly not canon-compliant. Like, at ALL. Grrr.

My third thought: This illustrator clearly knows the show very, very well.

what I mean )
deird1: Sokka, with the picture he painted (Sokka picture)
So, we've decided to go low-key with the kidlets' birthdays this year. No big party.

Instead:
- We will have a special dessert on Kidlet Secunda's birthday on Thursday.
- We will have a special dessert on Kidlet Primus's birthday on Friday.
- We will make and decorate gingerbread stars for Kidlet Primus to take to kinder and hand out to his class.
- We will go to the zoo on Saturday, taking one friend each.
- We will take fairy cakes to the zoo, to have a picnic party.
- We will have family over on Sunday, for pizza and birthday cake. I will make and decorate a cake from the Women's Weekly Birthday Cake Book, to have at the party.


I am beginning to suspect that I don't quite get how "low-key" works.
deird1: Saffron looking pretty (Saffron)
We celebrated Halloween last night.
This is actually pretty unusual for me; I was raised thinking of Halloween as that evil, creepy, sinister day that we don't talk about. But, having changed into a very different adult, who loves creepy things, and also loves liturgy, I thought it was time. Plus, I'm trying to construct a year of Christian traditions for my kids - including rituals for Advent, Christmas, Lent, and Easter. Halloween needed to be in there somewhere as well.

We:
- made soul cakes (biscuits with currants)
- decorated our letterbox with orange balloons, so that trick-or-treaters would stop by
- distributed chocolate to 26 trick-or-treaters who saw our letterbox
- dressed up (not me, the kidlets) and gave out chocolate for cool dress-ups (me, to the kidlets)
- lit candles in honour of "the saints who have died and the saints still with us"
- lit candles in remembrance of this year's people who died (our cat, our nanny's dog, and my mum's best friend)
- read "Death Be Not Proud", by John Donne

Twas very enjoyable.
deird1: Aeryn with the silly blonde wig (Aeryn princess)
So, you want to introduce your friend to the magic that is Farscape. And your friend says "Eh... I don't really have time to watch the whole thing. Can you just show me one episode?"

And you think "One episode? Farscape is so... weird. I'm not sure one episode can possibly give someone an accurate impression." And, being very persuasive, you manage to talk your friend into watching eight episodes. (Very persuasive of you. Well done.)

But which eight episodes? Here comes Mez to the rescue!


the perfect 8 episodes to show off Farscape )

Questions? Comments?
deird1: Gunn in a suit, holding a shotgun, with text "Charles Gunn: attorney at law" (Gunn with gun)
Recently been refreshing my knowledge of Watergate AND rewatching the West Wing.

Just hit the episode where White House Counsel Oliver Babbage finds out about Barlet having MS. And he goes "Right. Well, tell your staff, tell the public, and appoint a Special Prosecutor who hates you, with an unlimited budget and a gigantic staff. If you ever withhold evidence from him or plead Executive Privilege, I will walk."

I've seen it before. But this time, my immediate thought was "So... you've clearly been to John Dean's course on How Not To End Up Like John Dean, then."
deird1: Anya looking bored, with text "Please, continue. I find your problems fascinating." (Anya problems)
“Please don’t use clippers on him.”
“Have you tried clippers before?”
“Yes, we have. He hates them. Don’t use clippers on him.”
...
“So, he’ll be okay with the little clippers for the back, right?”
“No. No clippers.”
...
“I’ll just use the clippers around his ears.”
“NO. No clippers.”
“It’s not that much. I’m sure he’ll be fine with it.”
“NO.”

Every. Single. Time.


Hairdressers of the world, I realise it sounds like I’m making your job harder, but do you WANT the boy to spend the rest of the haircut screaming with his hands over his ears and frantically trying to escape the chair?
deird1: Gunn in a suit, holding a shotgun, with text "Charles Gunn: attorney at law" (Gunn with gun)
Aaaand here goes the government being stupid again. Honestly, our politicians change their leadership more often than they change their underwear.

My thoughts over the last few days:

Government says "We keep chasing Labor's [more left-wing] base, and losing people from our own [right-wing] base to One Nation!". Mez thinks "Well... I was pretty solidly in your base, and you lost me to the left wing. You're pretty much losing people from all sides."

Turnbull says "We need to stop focusing on politics! If we don't get back to thinking about important issues, Bill Shorten will win the next election!" Mez thinks "Isn't worrying that 'Shorten will win' pretty much the definition of focusing on politics?"

Dutton lobbies to be PM. Mez screams, and starts stocking up on canned goods.
deird1: Rose, with text "I am the Bad Wolf" (Rose bad wolf)
The more I see of Steven Moffat, the more I admire Russell T. Davies. If nothing else, for his ability to get Moffat to write well.


For my issues with Moffat's Doctor Who as a whole, see Sherlock is Garbage and Here's Why. For most of my problems with the episode in question, see this review.

But my main problem with the episode is simple: it makes things less interesting.

the episode I hated and why I hated it )
deird1: Buffy and the rocket launcher, with text "best present ever" (Buffy rocket launcher)
My email is, once again, failing to remember what the point of the internet is.

The point of the internet, as summarised by Mez: YOU CAN GET TO THE BITS YOU WANT FROM ANYWHERE.


I opened my laptop* just now, at my parents' house.
* a portable device, designed to be carried to unusual locations

My laptop's email application quickly did a check for new mail - and Google freaked out. Google logged me out, and emailed me saying "Someone else used your password to try to get into your email account! Change your password immediately!"

(The first time Google did this, I was the sucker who thought I should change my password immediately. I now have a more annoying email password that's harder to remember, which makes it extra annoying when, for example, Google logs me out of my email for being in a new location.)

Which... again. This is the internet. This is what it's for. This is my laptop. This is what my laptop's for. I am supposed to be able to travel to new locations, with the portable device of my choice - or a completely different device, should I so choose - and log into my email from anywhere. THAT IS THE POINT OF EMAIL.



On a related note: recently, I logged into an email account I don't usually use. Google instantly sent me a "Someone has logged in! Password not safe! Panic!" email.

Where did they send it? That's right - to the account they'd just logged me into.

So:
- I log in.
- I see the email inbox.
- The inbox has a new email, from Google, wondering if someone has breached my account, and wanting me to verify whether it's okay.
- I open the email, check "yep, really me", and get on with my day.
...which would have been equally possible if I was in fact a sneaky hacker logging into someone else's email.
deird1: Dawn looking at Spike, with text "badder than you" (Dawn badder than you)
I have been rewatching Veronica Mars, a show I saw so long ago I've forgotten almost everything.

The husband is seeing it with me for the first time, and in trying to explain the basic character dynamics, I found myself saying "Duncan is Angel, and Logan is Spike." Which led to the inevitable...

Veronica Mars: Buffy. The superpowered one. (Within the constraints of the genre. Buffy's superpowers are horror-themed; Veronica has superpowers of detection.)

Keith Mars: Giles. The mentor, who is at once both encouraging and trying to shield his protegee from the worst of it.

Wallace Fennel: Xander. The helpful friend, who's never really a romantic option.

Cindy Mackenzie: Willow. Slightly socially awkward, but skilled at an area where she can really help the heroine. (Computers for both characters, in fact.)

Duncan Kane: Angel. Mysterious, brooding love interest.

Logan Echolls: Spike. Snarky, wise-cracking love interest.

Troy Vandegraff: Parker. Charming, but ultimately amoral, love interest.

And, weirdly enough...

Eli Navarro: Cordelia. Not in the heroine's main social circle, but can be relied on to do helpful things when required.
deird1: Chiana, head on one side (Chiana)
Once again, watching childrens television...

This time it's PJ Masks, about a group of children who become superheroes at bedtime.

The standard plot goes:
1) The kids are at school and something weird happens.
2) Night falls! And the kids become superheroes!
3) They investigate the weird thing, and defeat the supervillain!
4) It is daytime again, and their school is back to normal. Huzzah!

The thing is, as I see it there are only two options.
Option A: The kids are supernaturally able to make the sun go down at will.
Option B: The kids get to school, see the weird thing, go "Well, we'll find out when the sun goes down", and then shrug and go about their normal school day while, for instance, everyone else at school is inexplicably stuck in slow motion.

...I'm not sure which one of those disturbs me more.
deird1: Dawn looking at Spike, with text "badder than you" (Dawn badder than you)
Went to see Solo. It was... adequate. But, at the end, the husband and I turned to each other and both said "...eh."

It was a movie totally lacking in character arcs. There were, as far as I could see, no changes in character made by anyone. And, that being the case, it didn't really grab our emotions. At all.

Which is a shame, because it was otherwise thoroughly entertaining. We just... didn't care.

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