We are home. It was worth it. Good show, great audience, marvelous fun out in the sun at Central Iowa Pagan Pride!
We're off until the end of October when we have another local show, then November when we are driving to Indianapolis for a show, then off for some time. February or later. Nothing booked at the moment, a few things on the verge, but we'll talk about those in good time. In the meantime, nearly half the set today drew from the Patreon page. A few songs will drift off the playlist, a few are solidly in the "works great live" list. (P) is for Patreon. You can get demos of these songs for a dollar a song on our Patreon Page! patreon.com/Cheshiremoon
In This Place Of Steel And Stars (P)
Witch In Your Story
Loki Loves You
Shadow Moon (P)
The Well Stone (P)
Seaside Evening Market (P)
When Monkeys Fly (P)
An Affirming Flame (P)
Spinning Skies & Mirrors (P)
Snow White Red Road
But I did post some other stuff. It's fascinating, what one finds when one goes combing through one's LJ for untitled stories and comment fic and leftover things I used to worry about people liking. I'm rolling my eyes at myself. It's a blue light special, everything must get posted, even that one Bradley/Colin fic I wrote and am...was... embarrassed by. (It doesn't have a title either, poor thing; I have to think of one by October 22 or it will vanish forever from drafts.)
Anyway, here's the stuff I did manage to make up titles for, hah! -
No Longer Bound To Rome - The Eagle, Marcus/Esca, 2,497 words.
Transparent - Merlin, the knights and Merlin, gen, 2,064 words.
Virtue - Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, 560 words.
Unexpected - Penny Dreadful, Dorian/Ethan, 602 words.
In other news, it's the most wonderful time of the year! No, I'm not talking about Yuletide, tho I guess that's okay too; I'm talking about PUMPKIN FLAVORED EVERYTHING OMG at Trader Joe's! I took my first baby steps in the New! Delightful! Pumpkiny Things! pool of treasures there today, and grabbed up some dark chocolate covered pumpkin spice granola topped with toasted pumpkin seeds, and oh yeah, it's as great as it sounds. Yaaaay pumpkin season!
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First Poster for Comedy-Drama 'The Meyerowitz Stories' - Written & Directed by Noah Baumbach - StarrSaturday, 23 September 2017 08:49 pm
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You can't get through to such a person who doesn't want to start helping herself. She prefers to use others to get what she wants, instead of honest one on one communication. She blames anyone but herself, and she feels she doesn't have to prove herself whenever she lies. All she does is deny, lie, and project her own problems onto everyone else, while refusing to admit to her own wrongs at the same time. She tends to take herself way too seriously, and her actions betray the words she says, because she lacks self control when she's pissed off...
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“I remember the first sensation I had from him in the future.”
“Do you feel his presence?” Barnabas asks.
“Yes,” Julia shudders, “but not as strongly as before.”
So there you go, that’s our show this week: characters walking from room to room, consulting their ghost barometers.
Accidental tourists Barnabas Collins and Julia Hoffman took a quick time trip to 1995 the other day, and now they think they know everything. You know how time travelers are; they’re like Burners. Oh my god, I can’t believe there’s still dust in my shoes, they say, six weeks after leaving the playa. It’s so weird being back here in default world, where you have to use money and you can’t hug strangers, and none of the cars look like giant extinct animals. Okay, fine. We get it. You’re cool.
They’ve seen a post-burn Collinwood, where all their friends were dead or mad or missing, and now it’s all they can talk about. Julia walks into the house and announces, “He’s here! I can feel his presence!” Barnabas asks if she’s sure, and she says of course she’s sure, and now we’re watching somebody feeling things. This has been happening a lot lately; it’s like an epidemic.
There’s a gang of ghosts in the house — two adults, and a couple of Dreamers — who have crossed the border into the physical realm, and now they’re crossing out items on their post-mortem bucket list. Two items have already been checked off, but they’re doing them out of order, so Barnabas and Julia are entirely lost. They thought the next one was going to be “the night Rose Cottage was destroyed,” but while they were worrying about that, “the picnic” snuck by, under the radar. It’s pandemonium, foreshadowing-wise.
“I’m going upstairs to Elizabeth,” Barnabas declares. “Everyone must leave this house at once!” So that’s just what Elizabeth needs, a pair of hysterical houseguests charging around, demanding a full evacuation because they feel a presence.
Julia suggests that maybe they wait to pull the emergency cord until something actually happens, but Barnabas scoffs, “Wait for the effects? Stand here and wait for the beams of the ceiling to fall in?” It’s a great moment for the highly-strung.
Barnabas knows that the oncoming catastrophe involves the children fraternizing with ghosts somehow, so he lets himself into young David’s bedroom and finds an unauthorized model ship on the boy’s desk. He picks it up and quietly freaks out, recognizing it from the magical future playroom that doesn’t exist.
David walks in and finds Barnabas messing with his stuff; cue the boat drama.
Barnabas: David, where did you get this boat?
David: I found it in the attic.
Barnabas: The attic?
David: Yes. Is there anything wrong with my having it?
Barnabas: No, of course not. It’s just that I’ve never seen it before.
David: That’s because I only found it yesterday. Isn’t it neat?
Barnabas: Yes! But it’s in very good condition for something that’s been stored away in the attic.
David: Well, that’s cause it was all wrapped up in paper.
Barnabas: I see.
And David just stands there, like, is there anything else I can do for you, Barnabas? Why are you standing in my bedroom, evaluating the condition of things? Have you been helped?
So clearly Barnabas is suspicious, but the question is: of what? It’s a model boat. Unless it’s rigged with C4, I’m pretty sure it’s not going to do anybody any harm. Plus, we’ve never noticed it before — if Barnabas says it was in the mysterious playroom of the future, then I’m sure he’s correct, but they didn’t point it out at the time, and I’m not sure why they’re making a deal about it now.
And why is the ship in extra good condition, anyway? Was this a model ship that already existed and was cleaned up by ghosts, or is it a new model ship created by the ghosts out of ectoplasm? Or are ghosts just naturally dust-repellent?
The reason why I’m asking is that I’m trying to come up with some kind of unified theory of what on earth is going on. The ghosts give the kids clothes and model boats; they leave flowers for Quentin, and then lure him into old rooms to read the most extraordinary things.
He’s found a journal written by the second creature, the one he calls Daphne. “Today I am going to kill him,” he reads. “His death is the only answer.”
Then he has a little thinks moment, where he says, “Kill him? Daphne, kill someone?” He’s never actually met Daphne.
So beyond the obvious question of why would she show that to the guy she’s trying to spectrally seduce, there’s also the other obvious question, which is why you would write something like that down in the first place. What the hell was wrong with Daphne?
Really, the whole storyline is just a mess of unrelated details, held together by a common theme, which is nobody telling anybody the truth. David and Hallie aren’t telling the adults about seeing a ghost and dressing up in the playroom, even though they’re kind of freaked out by it. Quentin isn’t telling Barnabas and Julia that he’s seen a ghost either, although he knows that in the future, he’ll be driven mad by the destruction that his silence enables. Nobody wants to tell Elizabeth anything that might upset her, and apparently talking to the children is out of the question.
Barnabas says that David is hiding something, and Julia asks if they should just tell him what’s at stake. “We can’t do that!” Barnabas asserts, and does not elaborate. They just can’t, that’s all.
So the web of fear tightens inexplicably around this weird little knot of characters, as the ghosts deal out an unending supply of red herrings.
As if the magic boat wasn’t bad enough, the next time David walks into his room, he finds an old-fashioned suit waiting for him on his bed. It’s more hypnoclothes, like the orange dress that Hallie found and hasn’t been able to shake. He knows this is bad news, but he does the same thing that Hallie did, namely, put it in a drawer and lie to people about it.
Daphne shows up and looks at him, and David asks her about the clothes, and the photo he took, and the man that he thinks is watching them all, and she just smiles and doesn’t say anything at all, out of misguided respect for Henry James. Then he hears Barnabas and Julia in the hall, so he jumps into bed with all his clothes on and pretends to be asleep. The nosy parkers open the door and see that he’s in bed, so they exit and close the door, and then David jumps out of bed again, and keeps looking at that photo he took. We really are just waiting for the roof to fall in.
And there’s more, there’s a lot more. Quentin goes back to Daphne’s room, and he looks around in all the corners, firing off questions. “I was just about to tell Barnabas and Julia all about you!” he says. “But I didn’t! Because I saw you standing there! Now, why did I do that?”
Then she appears to him, and he keeps asking why, and then he asks if Barnabas and Julia are right, if they really have been to the future, and everyone was dead, and he was mad, is that all connected to what he’s not doing right now, and why is he not doing it?
She just looks at him. Then she turns and walks out of the room, and he follows her.
Somewhere along the way, he gets hypnotized, so now he’s walking down the stairs, staring straight ahead like he’s sleepwalking, just like the writers are, and just like I am, sleepwalking through these blog posts about a storyline that hardly exists.
The doors blow open and there’s the sound of rushing wind, because that’s a thing that ghosts do. We hear the tinkling sound of the carousel theme, because ghosts always have theme songs. And Quentin follows the ghost all the way out to the cemetery to stand by her grave, unable to resist doing the same things that we’ve already seen in countless episodes before.
“This is where I was to come,” he breathes. “But why?” And we follow along, unwilling and unsurprised.
Tomorrow: Carrie, A Big Stick.
Dark Shadows bloopers to watch out for:
Barnabas is looking at the model boat, and we’re looking at a close-up of Barnabas. We hear David say “Cousin Barnabas!” and we follow Barnabas as he whirls to see David, and for an instant we get a little glimpse of David as the camera moves to pick him up — and then they cut to another camera, for another close-up of Barnabas. It’s hard to describe, but check it out; it’s a weird moment.
When Julia’s talking to Barnabas in the drawing room, she starts, “If only we could get him to, to — couldn’t we tell him what’s at stake?”
The tombstones of Gerard, Daphne and Tom Jennings have switched places since we saw them last week.
Tomorrow: Carrie, A Big Stick.
— Danny Horn
Then Andrew, who's been in Leeds all day for a comic convention and will be again tomorrow, missed his last train back to Brighouse where I've been and where we're supposed to be staying. He can get back to Manchester but at greater expense and inconvenience. I mean, I have everything from his toothbrush to his CPAP machine! And I miss him and I want to talk to him about Gary.
It'll all be fine and I'm around good people but it's all unsettling.
"Branded in His Memory"
Summary: A mass-casualty incident brings Ansel to the Christian Care Rescue Mission in Bluehill. It's an ugly mess, but he does a wonderful job of helping everyone recover -- not just from their fresh injuries, but whatever put them in a homeless shelter to begin with.
I'd rather not open another epic for microfunding, but this one is big enough that if you buy the whole thing (or pool with someone to do so) then it automatically gets the quarter-price rate. That's true for any of the other epics that cost $100 or more.
So has anyone come up with a code name for themselves yet?
[. . . yep. . .]
An undercover spy mission seems like a good chance for just that. Think about it-- you can finally be the person you've always wanted to be with the name you've always wanted to have. Viking. Sapphire. Velociraptor. I think the possibilities are pretty endless.
Though it'd probably be nice to meet all of you without the mask of a code name, first. I keep running into people I don't know, and I can't tell who is an ally and who isn't.
[. . .]
I call dibs on the name 002.
[a very serious post during a very serious mission? also? help the new guy out by introducing yourself so he can stop freaking out every time he runs into someone new!!]
Many of the flowers are drying up, although a few are still blooming. Sedum and goldenrods are flowering vigorously.
Still not much activity at the birdfeeders, but we saw a squirrel doing acrobatics on the hopper feeder and another bird near the fly-through feeder that may have been a phoebe or a flycatcher. It was dark with a white belly, but seemed to have more of a crest than a dark-eyed junco.
EDIT 9/23/17 -- I went back out and planted 12 blue miniature iris. I put 4 each in the purple-and-white garden, goddess garden, and wildflower garden. \o/
I need to get out and gather/redistribute seeds. Many of my wildflowers have gone to seed. :D
If you've seen the film, please rate it at this poll.
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Summary: After losing his legs in the Boston Marathon bombing, Jeff Bauman attempts to walk again and adjust to his new circumstances.
Director: David Gordon Green
Writers: John Pollono
- Jake Gyllenhaal as Jeff Bauman
- Tatiana Maslany as Erin Hurley
- Miranda Richardson as Patty Bauman
- Richard Lane Jr. as Sully
- Clancy Brown as Jeff Bauman Sr.
- Frankie Shaw as Gail Hurley
- Jimmy LeBlanc as Larry
- Patty O'Neil as Aunt Jenn
Rotten Tomatoes: 95%
After Credits Scene? No
He concluded "no" because the writer would have to :
A. write a mystery plot as well as Christie
B. get all of Poirot's quirks right and
C. get the details of the age he was in correct
and he didn't think it was possible.
Off the top of my head, I can think of a dozen fanfic writers who'd be up to the task.