Meanwhile, with my other hand...
Feb. 22nd, 2008 08:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
altarielI did manage to make a start on painting the kitchen this week, probably a bit sooner than perhaps I should given the cold, but friends are staying this weekend, and that was my deadline for getting it done. And dammit it’s very nearly done. All that’s left is an annoying bit of wall, but this will involve standing on a chair and tap-dancing and juggling plates and that kind of thing. The colour is ‘frosted steel’, which we inadvertently picked while looking for a colour to ‘make the room feel warmer’. It does look nice, though. I also did heroic things like empty bookcases and drag them downstairs and hoover walls.
The room adjacent to the kitchen looks less good, however: it’s now piled up with all the crap that’s been in the hanging around for ages in the back. But now it’s rationalized crap. This is an important distinction. Control has been exercised over the crap.
On which subject, wasn’t Torchwood alarmingly good this week? They’ve rightly grasped that Burn Gorman is the one to showcase rather than Gap-toothed Gwen and Barry Boyfriend (although I do like Barry Boyfriend, and I’m glad he’s now in the know, not least because of the brilliant scenes at the start of ‘Adam’ when Gwen doesn’t recognize him). I wished they’d called the episode ‘Dead Men Walking’, though.
Because I wonder what the deal is with mortality amongst the Torchwood production crew. Soon there will be more regular cast dead than alive. I am developing an ever-more complex Grand Unified Theory to do with the respective age groups targeted by Doctor Who, The Sarah-Jane Adventures, and Torchwood, and how this plays out into the narratives of each. So Torchwood seems preoccupied with death, and beating death, and getting one over on death, and thus – presumably for the viewer – coming to terms with death. Requires Further Thought.
Now that it’s been established that Owen’s body has shut down, I’m vaguely hoping – for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
msmanna’s sake, mainly – that bits of him will start dropping off. Because surely all that Torchwoodwas lacking was a zombie? Snogging Tosh, obviously. Who hasn’t chosen her objects of love all that successfully, on the whole, has she? Particularly this season.
I decided I would read Jared Diamond’s Collapse in the end, and I’m glad I did because it’s fascinating if intensely depressing. Those poor bloody and bloody-minded Greenland Norse have been plaguing my thoughts all week, even more than the Easter Islanders. And this despite Diamond’s valiant efforts throughout to go, “No no no! It’s all fine! We can learn from all this and do something about our own situation!” The bio on the dust jacket tells me Diamond started as a physiologist and is now Professor of Geography at UCLA. I like geographers, they are turning out to be a Sekrit Kabal of the Kool. Anyway, thank you to those of you who said this was worth reading, because you were right.
The room adjacent to the kitchen looks less good, however: it’s now piled up with all the crap that’s been in the hanging around for ages in the back. But now it’s rationalized crap. This is an important distinction. Control has been exercised over the crap.
On which subject, wasn’t Torchwood alarmingly good this week? They’ve rightly grasped that Burn Gorman is the one to showcase rather than Gap-toothed Gwen and Barry Boyfriend (although I do like Barry Boyfriend, and I’m glad he’s now in the know, not least because of the brilliant scenes at the start of ‘Adam’ when Gwen doesn’t recognize him). I wished they’d called the episode ‘Dead Men Walking’, though.
Because I wonder what the deal is with mortality amongst the Torchwood production crew. Soon there will be more regular cast dead than alive. I am developing an ever-more complex Grand Unified Theory to do with the respective age groups targeted by Doctor Who, The Sarah-Jane Adventures, and Torchwood, and how this plays out into the narratives of each. So Torchwood seems preoccupied with death, and beating death, and getting one over on death, and thus – presumably for the viewer – coming to terms with death. Requires Further Thought.
Now that it’s been established that Owen’s body has shut down, I’m vaguely hoping – for
msmanna’s sake, mainly – that bits of him will start dropping off. Because surely all that Torchwoodwas lacking was a zombie? Snogging Tosh, obviously. Who hasn’t chosen her objects of love all that successfully, on the whole, has she? Particularly this season.I decided I would read Jared Diamond’s Collapse in the end, and I’m glad I did because it’s fascinating if intensely depressing. Those poor bloody and bloody-minded Greenland Norse have been plaguing my thoughts all week, even more than the Easter Islanders. And this despite Diamond’s valiant efforts throughout to go, “No no no! It’s all fine! We can learn from all this and do something about our own situation!” The bio on the dust jacket tells me Diamond started as a physiologist and is now Professor of Geography at UCLA. I like geographers, they are turning out to be a Sekrit Kabal of the Kool. Anyway, thank you to those of you who said this was worth reading, because you were right.
