Okay, I give up. Does anyone have a link to... ( cut for Avengers spoilers )
the impossible span of dreams
the impossible span of dreams
I just saw The Hunger Games film, and it's by far the best book-to-movie adaption I've seen in years.
( Mild spoilers... )
the impossible span of dreams
( Mild spoilers... )
the impossible span of dreams
Can anyone tell me what the story is re: Henry's father? Are there any details about him? I can't remember what was said.
the impossible span of dreams
the impossible span of dreams
Well, not here here yet, but! The Starman TV series is out on DVD!
*insert many undignified noises here*
Amazon has it, apparently under print on demand. Not ideal, but since the only versions I've seen are old VCR recordings put up on YouTube in pieces (and all honor to the person who did so), I'll take it.
I'm not sure this show ever even made it into reruns, but it was a mostly worthy successor to the original film--Robert Hays is a genius with the role--and is one of my 2.5 exceptions to my "you can't put an entirely different actor in the same role and expect me to believe it's the same person, you twit" rule (one of the several reasons I don't watch any of the Stargate series despite adoring the film. Bantha!). I recommend it highly, though it does reek of the '80s. And the DVDs should be in my hot little hands tomorrow.
First Max Headroom, now this. If they'd put out The Wizard, I could die happy.
the impossible span of dreams
*insert many undignified noises here*
Amazon has it, apparently under print on demand. Not ideal, but since the only versions I've seen are old VCR recordings put up on YouTube in pieces (and all honor to the person who did so), I'll take it.
I'm not sure this show ever even made it into reruns, but it was a mostly worthy successor to the original film--Robert Hays is a genius with the role--and is one of my 2.5 exceptions to my "you can't put an entirely different actor in the same role and expect me to believe it's the same person, you twit" rule (one of the several reasons I don't watch any of the Stargate series despite adoring the film. Bantha!). I recommend it highly, though it does reek of the '80s. And the DVDs should be in my hot little hands tomorrow.
First Max Headroom, now this. If they'd put out The Wizard, I could die happy.
the impossible span of dreams
I just watched Deep Impact, though I can't remember why I put it on my Netflix list. Aside from too much of the music copying the soundtrack of Apollo 13, it was halfway decent. And I was delighted to see so many familiar faces, including the marvelous Tucker Smallwood and of course Charles Martin Smith, whose role in Starman makes this one all the better (though I could see his fate coming a mile off, sheesh).
The spaceship looked like a Shuttle mated with a Firefly...
the impossible span of dreams
The spaceship looked like a Shuttle mated with a Firefly...
the impossible span of dreams
Comment to this post, and I will list seven things I want you to talk about. They might make sense or they might be totally random. Then post that list, with your commentary, to your journal. Other people can get lists from you, and the meme merrily perpetuates itself.
phdelicious kindly provided the following:
Dreams--I enjoy them, as long as they're reasonably pleasant. I have recurring landscapes in my head, including an entire mall that I revisit from time to time, and my sleeping brain also has an obsession with elevators (they rarely move in just one dimension) and, of all things, parking garages (no idea). I have obsessive dreams about trying to get to a store to buy scones and clotted cream. And nearly all my dreams have crowds of people I don't know.
Writing--What I do for fun, as anyone who's reading this should know. :P One of my two-point-five talents.† Actually, it's not writing in the strictest sense most of the time; it's typing. My handwriting is awful; I deliberately cultivated sloppy writing as a child, in a reaction to my peers dotting all their "i"s with hearts, but even now writing clearly requires effort and my mother theorizes that I have a learning disability.☎
Pets--The stuff of life. I can't imagine growing up without them! Five cats, two dogs, three rats, five guinea pigs, a gerbil, a turtle, and countless fish. Never let your father name the gerbil--Alphonse, really? And sometimes the nicknames are more fun than the formal ones--there was Squippy, Jack the Nipper☂, the Fluffbomb, the Calorie Pointer, Rupert, the dog we named after my great-aunt--and mustn't forget Mom's previous cat, whose given name was Saufie. It stood for Smart Ass Under Foot. Which she most definitely was.
Fairytales--Practically infinite resources for the imaginative. Even the most familiar and worn-out of tales can be refreshed into something new--take the concept and run with it, invert it, flip it inside out and dance with it. Check out those from other cultures, and see what's the same and what's different. Confound expectations. Play.☛
Monuments--I am rarely impressed by them. I saw Mount Rushmore and wondered why anyone had spent time on that.
Vacation--I keep thinking about taking a week off to get stuff done, and then realising✈ that I'd probably just sit around and amuse myself on the computer, and get nothing accomplished...
Laughter--To be expected, when my family gets together. We love to laugh. Sit us down to eat, and the puns start flying; leave us there long enough, and we begin uniting efforts to make my mother crack up (by no means an easy task). This can be somewhat daunting to guests. As
jeanniemac stated long ago, "Dinner at the [name redacted] cannot be described; it can only be experienced."§
†Reading, and I throw a decent pot with some practice.
☎I really predate the focus on learning disabilities. I'm not at all convinced she's right, and if I do it's quite minor, but it's true that I can't do much of anything that requires fine motor control in the fingers.
☂Almost.
☛The recent upsurge in fairytale TV amuses me, and I admit to being a fan of OUAT, but that ain't exactly quality stuff. Try Castle Waiting (thank you
cincoflex!) and Robin McKinley if you want the good crack. Or even Charles deLint, though his quality wobbles all over the place.
✈Still stuck between American English and British English. Sigh.
§We hand out magnets if they don't run screaming.
the impossible span of dreams
Dreams--I enjoy them, as long as they're reasonably pleasant. I have recurring landscapes in my head, including an entire mall that I revisit from time to time, and my sleeping brain also has an obsession with elevators (they rarely move in just one dimension) and, of all things, parking garages (no idea). I have obsessive dreams about trying to get to a store to buy scones and clotted cream. And nearly all my dreams have crowds of people I don't know.
Writing--What I do for fun, as anyone who's reading this should know. :P One of my two-point-five talents.† Actually, it's not writing in the strictest sense most of the time; it's typing. My handwriting is awful; I deliberately cultivated sloppy writing as a child, in a reaction to my peers dotting all their "i"s with hearts, but even now writing clearly requires effort and my mother theorizes that I have a learning disability.☎
Pets--The stuff of life. I can't imagine growing up without them! Five cats, two dogs, three rats, five guinea pigs, a gerbil, a turtle, and countless fish. Never let your father name the gerbil--Alphonse, really? And sometimes the nicknames are more fun than the formal ones--there was Squippy, Jack the Nipper☂, the Fluffbomb, the Calorie Pointer, Rupert, the dog we named after my great-aunt--and mustn't forget Mom's previous cat, whose given name was Saufie. It stood for Smart Ass Under Foot. Which she most definitely was.
Fairytales--Practically infinite resources for the imaginative. Even the most familiar and worn-out of tales can be refreshed into something new--take the concept and run with it, invert it, flip it inside out and dance with it. Check out those from other cultures, and see what's the same and what's different. Confound expectations. Play.☛
Monuments--I am rarely impressed by them. I saw Mount Rushmore and wondered why anyone had spent time on that.
Vacation--I keep thinking about taking a week off to get stuff done, and then realising✈ that I'd probably just sit around and amuse myself on the computer, and get nothing accomplished...
Laughter--To be expected, when my family gets together. We love to laugh. Sit us down to eat, and the puns start flying; leave us there long enough, and we begin uniting efforts to make my mother crack up (by no means an easy task). This can be somewhat daunting to guests. As
†Reading, and I throw a decent pot with some practice.
☎I really predate the focus on learning disabilities. I'm not at all convinced she's right, and if I do it's quite minor, but it's true that I can't do much of anything that requires fine motor control in the fingers.
☂Almost.
☛The recent upsurge in fairytale TV amuses me, and I admit to being a fan of OUAT, but that ain't exactly quality stuff. Try Castle Waiting (thank you
✈Still stuck between American English and British English. Sigh.
§We hand out magnets if they don't run screaming.
the impossible span of dreams
The trouble with writing romance is I haven't kissed anyone in over twenty years and didn't enjoy it much when I did. I can fake it decently, but sooner or later one runs out of reasonable adjectives.
Oh well, I write a mean spacewalk when I put my mind to it.
the impossible span of dreams
Oh well, I write a mean spacewalk when I put my mind to it.
the impossible span of dreams
Yeah, been a while. Personal stuff (nobody died) I am not at liberty to discuss in a public forum, etc. New glasses I'm not sure I like. Tax refund. Lots of books. Finding out I don't care for the Blade Runner soundtrack, such as it is. Having to temporarily move two offices' worth of paperwork--my ex-boss has a Francis Crick book autographed to him*, and it looks like he left it in a puddle at some point. *sigh*
The quirkiest thing that has happened lately is that I purchased (among other things, thanks for the birthday presents
cincoflex!) two CDs. One is a re-press from a vinyl album, Cleo Laine's and James Galway's Sometimes When We Touch. This is an album I grew up with. It includes the fantastic Anyone Can Whistle, which is something of a personal joke for me. It also includes How, Where, When?, which is an interpretation of Pachelbel's Canon & Gigue in D (yes, that one).
The other is Pachelbel's Greatest Hit, which I got in part because the Mutts illustrations amused me. It's a collection of different versions of that canon. Guess what one of them is...
It's almost as good a conjunction as the time I was recording Blake's 7 episodes over old Doctor Who eps, missed the one where Colin Baker guest-starred and left a space for it, then realised/realized/ahscrewiti'mwritingtoo muchHPfic that the Doctor Who ep left in the space was the Colin Baker one that Paul Darrow guest-starred in.
Also, high blood pressure makes my dreams much more vivid and long, but makes it hard to sleep deeply.
This concludes the random update for the evening.
*Not that Crick wasn't involved in dodgy research, but it's still a bit lust-inducing, at least for a science bibliophile.
the impossible span of dreams
The quirkiest thing that has happened lately is that I purchased (among other things, thanks for the birthday presents
The other is Pachelbel's Greatest Hit, which I got in part because the Mutts illustrations amused me. It's a collection of different versions of that canon. Guess what one of them is...
It's almost as good a conjunction as the time I was recording Blake's 7 episodes over old Doctor Who eps, missed the one where Colin Baker guest-starred and left a space for it, then realised/realized/ahscrewiti'mwritingtoo
Also, high blood pressure makes my dreams much more vivid and long, but makes it hard to sleep deeply.
This concludes the random update for the evening.
*Not that Crick wasn't involved in dodgy research, but it's still a bit lust-inducing, at least for a science bibliophile.
the impossible span of dreams
We like to think
It’s all inevitable
But it’s only time
That is irrevocable
the impossible span of dreams
It’s all inevitable
But it’s only time
That is irrevocable
the impossible span of dreams
My insides hurt so much today (I think the nerves are regrown now, mostly) that I took one of the prescription analgesics left over from the surgeries. It didn't work very well, so five hours later I took another one.
I don't understand why people enjoy being stoned. I found it very unnerving. Stopped hurting, though.
the impossible span of dreams
I don't understand why people enjoy being stoned. I found it very unnerving. Stopped hurting, though.
the impossible span of dreams
After quite some time, I've finished an Inception fic, an exploration of a couple of concepts. Time Enough is Arthur/Ariadne and rated PG.
Many thanks to
cincoflex, who midwifed this one patiently and made the gorgeous banner!

the impossible span of dreams
Many thanks to

the impossible span of dreams
I really, really need some escapism just now. I realize it's a small fandom, but can anyone recommend some good Lily/Snape fics? Happy endings, please, I'm not up for undiluted angst.
Thank you!
the impossible span of dreams
Thank you!
the impossible span of dreams
Regarding Skin Deep: did anyone else wonder why Professor Snape was cleaning the hospital basement?
the impossible span of dreams
the impossible span of dreams
Much as I adore and depend upon
cincoflex, I am heading into the wilds of a fandom she does not share. Since the muse is seeing fit to grace me with another OUAT fic, I'd like to have someone take a look at it before I slap it up; unbeta'd posting tends to make me nervous.
Anyone feel up to dealing with my florid prose and telling me if it's in character? I doubt this thing will clear 2500 words.
Thanks--
the impossible span of dreams
Anyone feel up to dealing with my florid prose and telling me if it's in character? I doubt this thing will clear 2500 words.
Thanks--
the impossible span of dreams
A quick post-ep for Closing Time, without plot or form and mostly just because I wanted to use that quote. Also, the muse apparently thinks I can't say anything without a contradiction.
( Demonstrably )
the impossible span of dreams
( Demonstrably )
the impossible span of dreams
The imp of the perverse is out for me tonight.
Silver died in December, and I decided that after all these years of feeding ferals I could at last catch one for, at the very least, spaying/neutering and release. The only current candidate is the little tortoiseshell I sometimes call Little My, because she's the only one I can touch. I think she was once owned, because the first time I saw her she ran up and headbutted me, though it took a while after that to get her to let me touch her. But she remembers being petted, I'm sure of it, and it took only weeks instead of the months I needed for Hal or any of the others.
So I set up the bathroom for housing...and she didn't show up Friday night or Saturday. Eh, it happens, though rarely two days in a row.
Last night she was there, happy to see me and demanding pets as usual. I managed to get her into the carrier on the second grab; she was not happy about it, she basically panicked, but I had her.
The first thing she did in my bathroom was climb up to the window ledge and howl. I had the window open because that room gets hot very quickly with the door closed, and she is used to winter weather; I didn't want to stress her too much. She hissed at me when I tried to touch her, but eventually ate a dish of wet food.
She cried when I was out of the room, and sometimes when I was in it; judging from the way she acted, I think one or more of the other cats was below the window for a while, though I couldn't hear any answers. I kept coming in to sit with her for a while, but I couldn't stay the whole time.
The last time I went back in, she'd torn a hole in the screen and jumped down two stories.
I could hardly believe it. I grabbed a towel and started out, with visions of her with a broken leg or tail or worse. The lurky Siamese was waiting outside the front door--on the porch steps, even, despite the time--so I backtracked for food, and when I came out and called two of the others showed up as well.
And then she came too, scooting up like nothing had happened. Gah.
She even let me pet her, though I expect she bruised herself good, because she flinched when I got to her hindquarters. But she's using all four legs and her tail seems fine; I can only conclude that her slight weight worked in her favor.
No, I didn't try to catch her again. For one thing, I still have a hole in the screen. I may try again next week, but I think we're both traumatized enough for one night...
the impossible span of dreams
Silver died in December, and I decided that after all these years of feeding ferals I could at last catch one for, at the very least, spaying/neutering and release. The only current candidate is the little tortoiseshell I sometimes call Little My, because she's the only one I can touch. I think she was once owned, because the first time I saw her she ran up and headbutted me, though it took a while after that to get her to let me touch her. But she remembers being petted, I'm sure of it, and it took only weeks instead of the months I needed for Hal or any of the others.
So I set up the bathroom for housing...and she didn't show up Friday night or Saturday. Eh, it happens, though rarely two days in a row.
Last night she was there, happy to see me and demanding pets as usual. I managed to get her into the carrier on the second grab; she was not happy about it, she basically panicked, but I had her.
The first thing she did in my bathroom was climb up to the window ledge and howl. I had the window open because that room gets hot very quickly with the door closed, and she is used to winter weather; I didn't want to stress her too much. She hissed at me when I tried to touch her, but eventually ate a dish of wet food.
She cried when I was out of the room, and sometimes when I was in it; judging from the way she acted, I think one or more of the other cats was below the window for a while, though I couldn't hear any answers. I kept coming in to sit with her for a while, but I couldn't stay the whole time.
The last time I went back in, she'd torn a hole in the screen and jumped down two stories.
I could hardly believe it. I grabbed a towel and started out, with visions of her with a broken leg or tail or worse. The lurky Siamese was waiting outside the front door--on the porch steps, even, despite the time--so I backtracked for food, and when I came out and called two of the others showed up as well.
And then she came too, scooting up like nothing had happened. Gah.
She even let me pet her, though I expect she bruised herself good, because she flinched when I got to her hindquarters. But she's using all four legs and her tail seems fine; I can only conclude that her slight weight worked in her favor.
No, I didn't try to catch her again. For one thing, I still have a hole in the screen. I may try again next week, but I think we're both traumatized enough for one night...
the impossible span of dreams
This is still Zionangel's fault. Goodness and Mercy is Once Upon a Time, rated G, Belle/Rumpelstiltskin, and a post-ep for Skin Deep. Also proof that short is, as usual, beyond me.
I am enjoying the show--it's great to see a consistently badass female character--but I have two gripes. One, it's Maine, not Iowa--why are almost all the characters white?
Two, can't these people spell?? Gah.
Did anyone else spot the Golden Fleece at Rumpelstiltskin's place? *snerk*
the impossible span of dreams
I am enjoying the show--it's great to see a consistently badass female character--but I have two gripes. One, it's Maine, not Iowa--why are almost all the characters white?
Two, can't these people spell?? Gah.
Did anyone else spot the Golden Fleece at Rumpelstiltskin's place? *snerk*
the impossible span of dreams
I've started mainlining Once Upon a Time. I consider this to be entirely the fault of Zionangel's Tumblr.
I didn't need another fandom, I really really didn't...
the impossible span of dreams
I didn't need another fandom, I really really didn't...
the impossible span of dreams
Well, despite all my griping, it's finished. Through Grace is Harry Potter, Snape/Lily, and rated PG. Expert editing by
cincoflex and
trialia, much glory to them both; gorgeous banners by
cincoflex.
I am breaking habit and requesting feedback on this one, because I am chiroptical-excrement-terrified of this fandom, and I want to know if I got it reasonably right before I post to a wider audience, as it were. The muse grabbed the quickie I posted here and ran with it, but since the idea was better than the previous two I can't complain too much. Even if I did. :P
Thanks, folks.
the impossible span of dreams
I am breaking habit and requesting feedback on this one, because I am chiroptical-excrement-terrified of this fandom, and I want to know if I got it reasonably right before I post to a wider audience, as it were. The muse grabbed the quickie I posted here and ran with it, but since the idea was better than the previous two I can't complain too much. Even if I did. :P
Thanks, folks.
the impossible span of dreams