season of mists, the garden
Hello from Mexico, where we have been on an intensive schedule of relaxation, interspersed with trips to the beach and regular ice cream cones. How are all of you? Needless to say, I have not been doing a good job of paying attention to Yuletide, or to the LJ changes -- sorry if my journal style remains difficult to read. I have fiddled with the style, but not very successfully.

And now I think I will go sit out on the porch some more. Happy New Year!
cooking
I am thinking of taking the plunge and buying a 13" macbook pro, with the Office programs so that I can keep using and transferring files between that and the pc. Any opinions? I am starting to think that I would have to pay about as much for a reliable, small pc that would do what I need as for the mac -- and am coming to the conclusion that a netbook probably won't be quite enough machine for my every-day computing needs. I don't want to spend £200 on a netbok and then need to buy yet another piece of equipment in a few month's time because I just don't use our home computer as my primary computer.

Is there anything I should know? I am just about certain that this is what I want, and it looks like the transition between pc and mac is straightforward (and anyway, I'd have to transition from xp to 7 anyway, and get used to the new versions of all the programs...)
season of mists, the garden
So yesterday was one of those days: I didn't finish my end-of-term reports or my essay marking. I made jelly that didn't gel. And I wrote a story and then lost about a page of it through my own ineptness.

So I rewrote that part today. I WROTE SOMETHING!!!

The problem is what I wrote. I was skimming prompts on an ASOIAF meme and saw "Sansa/Tywin: instead of marrying Tyrion, she is married off to Tywin."

Why couldn't this have been an anonymous meme?

Yeah. I mean, I do vaguely remember a time when I wrote about unpleasant people doing unpleasant things, but underage noncon? Seriously? What was I thinking? And frankly, Tywin Lannister deserves a warning all of his own, for lo, it is creepy inside that man's mind.

You can read it on the meme here and here. Or you can look under the cut. It doesn't go much about an R, I'd say, aside from the whole non-consensual (well, consensual within the cultural norms of the participants, but not in any meaningful sense of the word), underage, and "Tywin Lannister" part of the exercise.

The Lannister Wedding. ASOIAF, Sansa/Tywin )

I don't know, guys. I think I need someone to pat me on the head and tell me that I'm not a bad person.
fannish goggles
How do I end up going twenty days without posting? Oh yes, Michaelmas term, that's how. And it's about to get much, much worse, too.

But still, I can go no longer without commenting on this final series of Spooks. Spoilers, obviously under the cut )
crossovers! yay!
We watched the first two hours of Terra Nova the other night; it was OK, but it reminded BH of his desire to see Julian May's Pleistocene Exile books made into films or a big miniseries or something. To which I used to respond "the cost, you fool! the cost!" but now I just think, why not, if HBO can make ASOIAF? Let's have time travel with lots of plot and extra aliens! How hard could it be?

So I have this weird idea that Spooks would make a really great crossover with ASOIAF. I'm not entirely sure why; maybe just the thought of Harry having to deal with the whole mess. Plus, high mortality rates. It's just a matter of deciding which version of the Spooks cast you'd want to inflict that on.

The other canon which would make an excellent ASOIAF crossover is of course the Vorkosigan books. Because Ned Stark and Aral Vorkosigan weren't exactly separated at birth, but there are certainly some structural similarities there.

ETA: the tablet is still in its box, but I think I'm keeping it. Even if it is mostly useless for work.

impulse buy

Oct. 3rd, 2011 03:54 pm
lost in the wash
My old laptop is a brick, and has done me good service. But it is a brick which is about five years old, and is getting really slow when I try to use the internet. And I use the internet a lot for work, and handle horrible slow pdfs, and work with horrible slow IE8. So this morning I went to the computer store, and came out with the eeepad tablet thingie (OK, it has a long, official name too.) It is so cute! It is so much fun! And I am going to take it back to the store tomorrow, because it cannot actually do the intensive word processing that I need to be able to do. Instead I think I will buy a cheap netbook, and revisit the cute little tablet issue in a year or two. Alas!
season of mists
New default icon! Although I am planning a concerted attack on the brambles in our garden. After the High Holidays, and after I deal with the tomato glut. I tried to make blackberry-and-apply jelly this weekend. It is concentrated deliciousness, but I only have three jars of it!

On this week's Spooks, under the cut! )

We also watch another "Worst Spies Ever" show, this one on Sky, called something like "Strikeback: Project something-or-other." Mostly it involves hot guys wandering around shooting at the enemies of the United Kingdom, and their super-competent (female) boss who turns up to rescue them as necessary and shoot the people they didn't, usually while looking bored or irritated and frequently in heels. But I think the producers see this as aimed at a male audience -- hence the preview for next week's episode, which I summarized as "They're in the jungle. Lots of stuff blows up. Also, naked women!" It is ridiculous and OTT in every possible way, and I can never follow the plots because I get distracted by the explosions.
end of the world
Some genius decided to put the second season of Downton Abbey up against the last season of Spooks (our motto: Let God sort them out). Thank goodness for iplayer!

Actually, I have nothing to say about Downton Abbey. BH kept pointing out the little details they got wrong, but who cares, really?

As for Spooks, spoilers )

I had some stuff to say about Dr Who here, but I deleted it. I was just being cranky. In happier news, Spartacus is three today!
crossovers! yay!
Someone should write the crossover in which somehow Jaime Lannister and Luke Skywalker change places. But would it be comedy or tragedy? I think melodrama.
things are looking up
Summer appears to be over: the weekend is supposed to be warm, but August has been below par. I wore sandals today, but it was a bad decision. The blackberries are nearly gone (although to be fair they started early) and I have no idea how many of our tomatoes will ripen. No matter what, I will be making a lot of green tomato chutney. (I have also made the first apple cake of the season, another sign of fall.)

But hey, as I typed these words, the sun broke through the clouds! Huzzah! (I know, I know, there's nothing actually wrong with the weather here -- it doesn't try to kill us on a regular basis, for one thing -- but I've been wearing a jacket for the last month at least.)

And I am casting my eyes forward to the next academic term, and wondering where all this teaching came from, and when I'm supposed to do it all. Urgh. It isn't going to be pretty. And why have I done so little writing over the summer?

Meanwhile, Spartacus has decided that he wants to start wearing underpants rather than diapers, at least some of the time. Sadly this does not mean that he wants to tell us when he needs to use the potty -- and in fact, his response to the question "do you nee the potty" always a really loud "NO!!!" This is usually followed within fifteen minutes by an accident, if we don't disregard his opinions and put him on it anyway.

We had someone come in and build bookshelves for us this week. They are kind of ugly, but at least we can get all some of our books out of the garage. We've also had our fence repaired and finally made Spartacus' room nice (new bed! new paint! new curtains! WWI airplane mobile!) Next: finding someone to rip up the carpet in the living room and sand the floorboards!
lost in the wash
On holiday I read The Way We Live Now, by Anthony Trollope -- I'd been meaning to for a while, since I had good memories of a BBC adaptation about 10 years ago, although obviously time has dimmed the details a bit. I did have some hesitation, because I had to give up my last re-read of the Palliser novels at The Prime Minister because Trollope's antisemitism was just too much, and obviously, TWWLN has Melmotte and more. But in fact the quote in the introduction to the effect that it's a novel which deconstructs the antisemitism in in it seemed pretty right to me -- it's too clear that the characters who attack Melmotte and (even more) Mr. Breghert are just like them.

Also, in Marie Melmotte it has what may be the only interesting female virgin in all of Trollope's work. I would happily have read more about the further adventures of Marie Melmotte, especally if they involve Mrs. Hurtle.

more under here )

I don't suppose anyone else remembers this book or the miniseries?

pie crust

Aug. 24th, 2011 03:46 pm
season of mists, the garden
Now that pie-making season is upon us, the pie crust recipe from the Williams Sonoma pies cookbook, with my additions in italics. This is for a 9-inch double-crust pie, but makes a lot of extra crust.

2 1/4 cups - 11 1/2 oz - 360 g plain (all-purpose) flour
3/4 tsp salt
3/4 cup - 6 oz - 180 g shortening (I use unsalted butter.)
6-7 tablespoons cold water, more or less (I use more. A lot more. Nearly a cup, sometimes.)

Obviously, it's important to use measurements of the same kind, since the amounts aren't equivalent.

Instructions:
Buy a pastry blender. One of the best kitchen investments I've ever made.
Combine flour and salt in a mixing bowl and toss together. Drop in the shortening. With your fingers, two knives, or a pastry blender, blend the ingredients together until you have a mixture of tiny, irregular flakes and bits about the size of coarse bread crumbs. Sprinkle on the water 1 tablespoon at a time, mixing with a fork after each addition. Add just enough water for the dough to form a rough mass.
I suspect that using more water enables me to work the pastry less with my hands, which makes it flakier in the end.
Pat the dough into one or two cakes. The recipe says that you don't need to refrigerate it, but I always do. It also says that if you want, you can wrap it in film and keep it in the fridge for up to two days. I find that pies take about an hour to bake.

I have another recipe which says that brushing the bottom layer with egg white before adding the filling keeps it dry, but I've never tried that.
end of the world
I said I would write comments on this, and since I'm not getting anything else done this afternoon, this might be the time!

spoilers and comments under the cut )
season of mists, the garden
For the record, I still have lots of Dreamwidth invite codes, if anyone wants one.

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In other news, Spartacus has now realized that if he wants something he can't reach, he can move a chair over on his own, climb up onto the chair and get it. So much for all that child-proofing!

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I made meatloaf the other night. I don't usually like meatloaf, so I've never made it before, but this was delicious! I will do it again!

recipe under here )

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I have finished A Dance With Dragons and will post on it later -- but in the meantime, has anyone else commented on it? I've seen [personal profile] sophia_helix's post, but that's the only one.
lost in the wash
As the sign says, off to Malta for a long weekend. Here's hoping no one gets blown up or stuffed with straw!
just bomb somewhere
There is a scene at the end of the first episode of Season 3 of Alias (maybe the second? was it a two-parter?) where some villain is about to run Sydney down, and she pulls her gun out of her handbag and fires. The car blows up. I do not necessarily need to do this in a cute red dress and heels, but I would really love to be able to do this.

Top of my list, people in North Oxford who drive Range Rovers. Especially those whose Range Rovers were suspiciously clean and shiny last week when it was raining. Especially those who do not slow down enough in car parks. Actually, people who do not slow down in car parks in general, especially ones which I am crossing with the pushchair, on the poorly-marked crosswalk. People, I am really, really glad that you are so confident in your sense of timing and know that I will get across before you reach me, but I am pushing a pushchair with a toddler in it, and that means that unexpected things can happen.

My only regret is that those unexpected things do not include my pulling out a bazooka and blowing you up in your car before your inability to find the brake pedal can become my problem.

Also bicyclists, especially those who ride on the sidewalk. Or in pedestrian zones. Or against the traffic on one-way streets. If you are on your bike, you are not a pedestrian. Get over it. If you want to be a pedestrian, get off your god-damn bike, don't just shoot along ringing your bell.

And of course language school students. Today getting off the bus I leaned down and said to Spartacus, "When you're older, you will not be a useless piece of waste-of-space Eurotrash like those three boys on the bus with us this morning." Why can't they just learn to get out of my way?

What? It's summer. I have a lot of rage to get out.
just bomb somewhere
In theory, it's good for wild animals to be able to adapt to the human dominated environment, right? In theory. But this morning a fox got into our garbage, and the border by the apple trees also smells strongly of fox.

I suppose it's too much to hope that they've managed to drive out the badgers. ::grumble::
season of mists, the garden
The AO3 uploader hasn't been working for me recently for LJ (I understand that this is a general problem), so I have been uploading some old fic from my webpage, which does not work as smoothly but does work. This mostly means some older XF fic -- and of course I reread as I go. I had forgotten how frequently I used the Balkans as a setting (although it was generally justifiable for plot of character-related reasons); I didn't post one or two things last week, because of the news about Radovan Karadzic. It just seemed weird and tacky.

I am also remembering my issues the X-Files. Wow, do I have issues; I can't even watch an episode now. Anyway, the short version is that although I kept watching, canon and I parted company definitively after Two Fathers/One Son: nothing after that made any sense to me at all, and frankly, given how little sense most of the stuff that happened before then made, that's pretty damning.

The next thing I think I should post is Parallel Catastrophes (which for those of you who joined this journal after 2003 or so is a crossover between XF and Harry Potter in which WMM is Pansy Parkinson's grandfather and Marita Covarrubias and Narcissa Malfoy are sisters. Obviously, this was all before OOtP came out.) The problem is that there's a huge plotty story which I have never posted, because I don't like how it starts, and I haven't even looked at it in a couple of years -- but it needs to be there to make the fragment I wrote back when I did that big crossover meme.

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Speaking of which, I saw this meme at [personal profile] rhi's journal:

Give me two fandoms and I will tell you about their crossover OTP(s).

Like Rhi, I'll add a plural, since there may be more than one, and add that my OTPs may be gen.

minutiae

Jun. 10th, 2011 04:08 pm
things are looking up
a. I have a new haircut (new as of Monday, that is). And it is actually new, as in a new style, rather than a shorter version of the same cut! This is very exciting to me -- although I liked my last cut well enough, I was ready to try something new. It is also short! Usually when I sit down in the chair I gesture at the middle of my neck, and get a shoulder-length cut no matter what. But this is sort-of bob length, long in front and short in the back. Basically, it is the same haircut [profile] fillyjonk had last year when I saw her, although as a description this is no use to anyone reading this journal.

b. I am still thinking of Dr. Who, and might even write something about it some day. River Song, how so awesome? Oh yes, that's how!

c. In other British TV news, 'The Shadow Line' and I parted company during episode 2, and the more I hear, the more confident I feel in that decision. Not that it isn't good, but my stomach just isn't that strong. I am enjoying 'Scott and Bailey', though -- it's one of those shows where it is so clear that lots of the people involved in the production are female. Although I wish that the cases weren't so grimly SVU-type things. In that, it reminds me a bit of Women's Murder Club -- in fact, if you liked that you would probably like this.

d. Spartacus' childminder feels that he is more musical than the norm for his age; I have no idea (but I have no comparison, either). I took him to a toddler concert last weekend, though, and about halfway through he remembered that there were cars parked outside, so we had to go look at those instead. Maybe the oboe just isn't his instrument?

e. Wow, this post is boring! And I've been writing it all day, off and on. This is why I don't update more often.

f. For the record, I log IPs for anonymous commenters on LJ, but you can always comment on the dreamwidth version. And I still have vast numbers of DW invites.
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