Just a reminder that the 2018 Croydon Fun Weekend will run from Friday 26 January to Sunday 28 January.
Confirmed activities include a pervasive game and a pub crawl, while likely other activities include a soft play session, a children's craft session, a history-themed walk, and of course lots of delicious food from all over the world.
The tags are full of horrified non-Aussies, dubious non-Aussies wondering if the Aussies are trolling them again, Aussies who have never heard of this, and Aussies who are amazed this is not a thing elsewhere too.
(I'm on team mildly surprised this is Aussie-only -- I'd sort of assumed it was a Commonwealth thing and that at least Brits and Kiwis would do it too -- and very surprised at the Aussies who hadn't heard of it.)
- version 2 of CV finished and sent to person who requested it
- sudden realisation as to what the next paragraph of my report has to say. Written it, stalled at n+1.
- Piano tuner came, tuned piano. I had remembered to organise cash.
- moving all the crap out of the music room, so the piano tuner had space to move. Sadly, now there is too much Stuff in my bedroom
- progress on block a day quilt, finishing Feb 12 & 13.
Not achieved today
- data analysis. Must find data first.
- driving lessons for either of middlest or eldest (although as I've just made an arrangement with middlest, that might still happen)
- World Peace
Right Now, I'm going to get up off the couch, and work out what I need to cut for the next few blocks.
Honestly, no, no spoilers, because it was just bad in the most boring of ways. The conceit of "What if we put ~wacky~ stereotypical personalities on classic movie monsters" is not original nor in and of itself funny. The girl object was too good for the boy. Also, it was a movie about a girl coming of age which was entirely about her (possessive) dad and her (new cool laid-back) boyfriend, good times? (No, not good times.) It was screechingly heteronormative in the worst ways and way too into toilet humor and only one of the setpieces was at all entertaining (undercut by the emotional throughline making no damn sense.)
And I just kept thinking, what a waste, y'all! Because it would have been a thousand times better if the girl had been the POV character, if it had been about her. (Oh, and of course the secret present left by her mother was a short little hymn to One True Heterosexual Love. Of course. It wasn't even a GOOD secret. I thought of three that would have been better in the ten seconds it took to read it.)
So yeah. I overempathize with characters in fiction and I really get annoyed doing it when I don't like any aspect of said fiction. Adorable vampire girl in movie that makes no sense, you deserved better.
... Speaking of overempathizing with characters, I read C. E. Murphy's Pride and Prejudice pastiche Magic and Manners today. (I read it in a day. It was engaging.) Magic and Manners doesn't do everything right, but I literally teared up several times while reading it out of feels, so it's either good romance or hormones or both. (Or possibly stress relief from feeling like I'm making progress on things at work? Maybe all three?) There's queerness, there's multiculturalism, there's magic, there's nearly telekinetic castration, it's good times. Recommended.
2. I got the paid translation job done early in the day, so didn't have to worry about running up against the deadline or anything (and I'd done most of it by last night anyway), and now I just wait to get paid, which is always a happy surprise when it happens because this company pays at the end of the month following the month you do the work in. By then I'll have forgotten I even had extra money coming!
3. I got a chapter of manga translated, too, and vacuumed the house, and read a book, and just generally got a lot done today.
4. Jasper's getting to be such a big boy.
It was super cool and in seven years when another eclipse hits this continent I encourage everyone on this continent to go check it out. It's worth it.
Of course, it's easy for me to say it's worth it, I only had to drive an hour north and then two hours back home again to see it. Ha! (I kid, it was only about an hour and a half on the way back, but damn was traffic awful on the way out of Salem for most of the day. The only reason my drive back was so reasonable is that I waited eight hours after the eclipse ended to start moving.)
I did not take any photos. I was busy staring at where the sun used to be and would be again and mildly freaking out.
Interesting short documentary interviewing three fa'afafines and how they experienced being raised that way. Of the three, two have positive things to say, while the third was badly bullied and discusses their resultant substance abuse. This is a very honest bit of media, and mostly focuses on the social aspects--one of the people interviewed comments that it is really common that explorations of what it means to be fa'afafine focus on [paraphrase] 'what they have in their pants, and who they have sex with'.
The SBS/direct link.
the Facebook link
edited to get rid of a very poorly used phrase
Basically, all I could think about when half asleep was either angry or bitchy. And there might be large swathes of my family I'm not keen on, but I'm sure that they will be genuinely grieving, and my whole 'never emotionally available, despite being the only person I have/had a hope of getting closure on some of the shit my mother did' issue is my issue and I shouldn't be venting it on them.
...at least I don't have funeral/dealing with the death dreams about my mother or my ex-husband any more..
I saw *Dunkirk* which was good, but not as good as the imaginary version that *I* would direct.
Nolan interwove three stories to try to show the complexity of the event, bringing them together at the end. This made it a bit choppy – it was night time in one timeline and Tom Hardy was still endlessly flying across the Channel in the afternoon in another timeline.
I say, why stop a three stories. There was tons more that I wanted to see. You could run it chronologically over the days of the operation but show a heap more stories. The poor sods who were selected for the rear guard, for instance, must have known that they were there to hold the line as long as possible with no chance of escape. It was death or imprisonment for them.
I want to know about the people waiting at home. At first the Government tried to hush it up for morale reasons, but then realised that they were about to lose the entire BEF and grovelled for small vessels to rescue people. Pretty much everyone must have been aware that if the army was lost, Britain could expect to be invaded very shortly.
I wanted more of the arguments between French and British troops over who was to be evacuated. And more of the high level arguments between Generals and Prime Ministers in which the British pointed out that all the rescuing ships were British and the French pointed out that the mole to reach them was French.
I wanted a lot more of the action that was going on. Nolan showed an essentially clean beach with one or two corpses and some orderly lines. I believe the BEF dumped in the harbour hundreds of trucks, tanks, and crates of weapons to destroy them before they fell into enemy hands. And I wanted to see more of the clever engineers who jury rigged proto-bridges to allow people to board further out. And the guys who managed to fix the mole after it caught fire. Also, the confusion, as orders shifted constantly about where to queue for best survival and the way stragglers who had lost their mates were shoved out of the queues by troops still in their groups. Also, mostly it was orderly queuing but there were some boats mobbed and overturned; some officers threatened to shoot troops who would not turn back from overloaded vessels.
I definitely wanted to know more about the people who lived in Dunkirk. In Nolan’s version the town was deserted. Was that really the case? I thought this was a very swiftly moving evacuation – did the whole population really evacuate through German lines? It seems impossible.
And I really wanted tons more about the small vessels. Look at the ridiculous names that the little ships had – all Lazy Days yacht names or Ferry no 2 for working ships. Not, you know, fighting names.
In short, I wanted something much closer to a documentary, showing me what was happening all over rather than following a few characters.
2. Tonight's Rick and Morty was pretty good. I liked the Rick and Jerry plotline a lot. (I love Jerry, so I'm glad that him and Beth being separated hasn't meant he's totally out of the picture.)
3. This Molly!
( Thoughts below the cut, with spoilers. )
It's annoying though, we are still on holiday and meant to be having a good time.
Hopefully we will be better tomorrow.
I got the news this morning that my Mum's cousin - we always called her Auntie - passed away last night. She was very full of life in her heyday, intelligent and always had an entertaining story to tell, usually one of her mishap filled "adventures".
Alas she did not deal with diabetes well. Might as well have been called denialbetes and in the past few years it all caught up with her severely. Look after yourself people. Some things really don't go away on their own.
[Insert current gripe about superpowered woman/unpowered dude shipping and lack thereof. This series just had an absence rather than having it and "fixing" it, but I'm now on the lookout.]
Did I mention I read Roses in Amber and it was lovely? It was lovely. Queer and magical and full of awesome women and "I have to do this awkward thing because magic so we're both going to agree to live with it" which I love love love as a trope.
I also just finished The Dream Quest of Vellitt Boe which was terrific. I would normally like more dialogue but the author is doing a Lovecraft pastiche, so I'm grateful for the dialogue we did get! Sharp in all the right ways. I liked the ending but now I want more! (Not literally, but I'd like to see something set in this dreamworld fifty years out or so.)
I'm still in the middle of The Goblin Emperor, and maybe when I have a little more brain space I'll pick it up again.
* Endless home opens, each attended by 1-4 people. Is this normal? Even at the bottom end of the market?
* Endless work preparing for the home opens.
* Hideous state of anxiety about what is going to happen.
* When not working, unable to do most of my relaxation activities due to our stuff all being in storage.
* More people filing out the door at work.
* Amused by the fact that apparently the whole of the Australian parliament are ineligible to sit as they can not keep track of their own citizenship status. Hilarious!
* Horrified by the fact that America is lurching simultaneously towards their Civil War II and World War III.