Dept. of Monday

Monday, 21 March 2016 09:25 pm
kaffyr: Twelve busses River! (Happy River and Twelve!)
The Necklace My First-Born Gave Me

Ijgeoff wanted to see the lovely necklace FB gave me yesterday. It's a simple Seal of Rassilon and I think it's gorgeous. So I took a couple of pictures, and here they are!  The first one
I took on our marble living room tabletop. The second one I took on my bed coverlet. It's a little harder to see, it but it feels kind of luxurious to me. 

Saving bandwidth )
kaffyr: Snark about fanfic (Adulthood? It's fanfic)
So ....

What do you call a 60-year-old who watches fanvids unironically, wonders about Transuranic Elements, has a favorite Doctor, a couple of OT3s, writes fic, has an unfinished WIP o'doom, too many action figures, an evening entertainment menu that includes 2-4 anime a night, who rereads favorite SF and fantasy books repeatedly (but who, in all truth, hasn't read much new fiction in the past 10 years - a little, not enough), who occasionally misses going to cons, and who understands everything that she just wrote despite acknowledging that some of it doesn't appear to be quite English?

Poll #17352 Let's Name this Creature
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 17


What Am I?

View Answers

fan
8 (47.1%)

fangirl
0 (0.0%)

faan
0 (0.0%)

old faan
0 (0.0%)

otaku
1 (5.9%)

age-inappropriate
1 (5.9%)

weird
0 (0.0%)

crazy cat lady (because hey, CATS!)
2 (11.8%)

Other
5 (29.4%)

kaffyr: (Bacon!)
Things I've Thought Recently
  • This I believe: it is impossible to keep knit sweaters safe from disfigurement in a house with three cats.
  • After checking out some clips of rugby games (don't ask - it started with YouTube clips of haka from the New Zealand All Blacks and went from there to the Rugby world championship) I am now convinced that rugby is a game that requires more skill and gut toughness than any other version of sport that could be called "football." It particularly eclipses American football (Sorry, [personal profile] supergee.)
  • Also? Haka are pretty amazing pieces of theater to watch and listen to and make me want to learn more about Maori history and culture. 
  • I have gained back much (not all, but a lot) of the weight I lost to my RA/scleroderma. I find that I don't care quite as much now as I did a few months ago. Perhaps the idea that I'm exercising regularly and attempting to be a teeny bit more active, makes me feel this way. Perhaps it's because I just can't be bothered to worry about it. Hmmmm.
  • Getting anywhere at all on Chapter 26 of Hearts and Moons has proven to be very difficult. This story won't be done before the end of 2015. Bother. 
  • I really am liking this season of Doctor Who, although the most recent one had me violently swinging between enjoyment (Osgood! Kate Stewart!) and irritation (Doctor with little time in world-threatening crisis decides to travel trans Atlantic in a plane instead of the TARDIS. O rly?)
  • Exercise is hard
  • Wow. Much randomosity. 


Dept. of Me, Me, Me!

Wednesday, 25 March 2015 02:30 pm
kaffyr: (Lead laughing)
I've Been Thinking

I am old enough* that seeing an airplane go overhead was cause to run out of the house and look to the skies when I was growing up.
I am old enough that the first telephone number I remember was 884. 
I am old enough that I remember the excitement when they put a transmitter up that allowed us to get our second television station. In black and white.
I am old enough that I learned to type on a 1930s-era Remington.
I am old enough to remember bristol board, manila paper, paper with the wood chips still in it, and school tests printed in purple aniline dye by a spirit duplicator** 
I am old enough that my first comic book cost 8 cents. It went up to 12 cents when I was in fourth or fifth grade. 
I am old enough to remember Boer War veterans coming to the Cenotaph on Remembrance Day.***
I am old enough to have listened to the funeral of John F. Kennedy piped through my school classroom****
I am old enough to have sent a telegram unselfconsciously. 


I am still young enough to relish all those things.


* .. and lived as a child in a rural enough area ... but it was not in a wilderness.
** or Ditto machine.
***  Hey, I was very young, and the two of them were very old. Very old. 
**** And I was in Canada. 

kaffyr: Animation of a Ghibli film scene, water rolling into shore. (Anoesis)
 Post Hiatus Thoughts

Things I've been thinking of during the week or so I didn't post anything. 

After I read that Wisconsin has slithered into that half of the U.S. that is afflicted with so-called "Right to Work" anti-union laws, I couldn't help but wonder; with union membership nationwide at a paltry 11.1 percent — a number that drops to 6.7 percent when public sector union members are excluded — why are the anti-union crowd so frightened of the union movement? It's pretty clear union members are not the menacing hordes they're made out to be by corporate apologists and their sleazy fellows. I mean, you'd think they'd be satisfied, knowing that union membership is down almost 10 percent from 1983, when it was 20.1 percent. That they'd be able to sit around their comfortable dens, and finally feel safe, knowing that they can command 89 percent of the workforce at will, that they can promise, renege, coerce, frighten, shaft, fire, layoff at will, etc. nearly all the working men and women in this nation.  But nope, apparently the idea that 11.1 percent of the workforce still not only believes it has a right to fight back, but the means to fight back, terrifies them. And then I think about all the people who fall for the Big, Bad, Powerful Unions That Just Want Your Money And Won't Let You Do What You Want line, and I simultaneously want to slap sense into people and weep. 

I am now officially a Brainiac on vocabulary.com. I finally and forever understand the meaning of recondite and heuristic. Go, me. I'm still weak on asyndeton and chiasmus, though.

Oh, Absalom my son, my son Absalom ....

It is possible for me to make a curry that is actually too hot for me to eat comfortably. 

I'm still writing fic, a half sentence or so a day. 

It's finally spring; the last of the ice dam in the alley behind our place has melted away. It may be a telling sign of my age that each winter I become more afraid that it will not end before I do. 

I am so very glad that I know BB. I love him so very much. 
kaffyr: Clyde of SJA puts a finger to his nose (Clyde's got it!)
I Have My Rabbit Mood Theme Back!

And a happy world enthuses along with [personal profile] kaffyr .

kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Default)
Well, this is a first ....


  { visit my post } { visit the thread }

I decided I would try this. I don't believe I've ever done this before, because I have lots of lovely LJ friends and many here at/over at Dreamwidth. But it couldn't hurt, she said with admirable disregard for Murphy-ish reality. 

Maybe I'll see you there; I intend ti go through a lot of the posts over there.

Communication! What a concept; it's a gas!

Dept. of Nostalgia

Wednesday, 6 August 2014 11:53 pm
kaffyr: A cartoon dog ponders reality (Subjective pup)
I Am In Mourning. Sort Of.

My lava lamp has died.

I'm not kidding, you guys.

No, really. It was better than soporifics or tranks to chill me out. BB says he's going to check to see if it's just a dead bulb. If it is, he'll find another one. If the whole thing is dead, he says he's going to get me another one. I love that man of man.

Dept. of Memes

Saturday, 19 April 2014 07:00 pm
kaffyr: (Lead laughing)
This is That Meme

I picked it up, as I mention on the clip, from folks like [personal profile] a_phoenixdragon , [livejournal.com profile] eve11, and [personal profile] flowsoffire . I really enjoyed hearing them - I hope folks enjoy this. (Please forgive however the embed code on the Sound Cloud clip ends up looking; I put it under a cut to save bandwidth.)

Under here ) ETA: The other thing I was supposed to do was to provide the questions as well, for anyone else interested in spreading the word (see whut I did thar?)
And here they are: 
  • What is your username, and where did you come up with it?
  • Tell us where you are from and something about it
  • When did you start watching DW? When did you get into fandom?
  • Who is your favorite Doctor? Who is your favorite companion?
  • Pronounce the following words: Aunt, Route, Caramel, Syrup, Pajamas, Potato, Gif, Tumblr, TARDIS, Brigadier, Bad Wolf, Vortex Manipulator, Morbius, Ponds, Sonic, Eye of Orion, Susan, Polly, Pertwee, Eccleston, Adric, Capaldi, Clara, Medusa Cascade, Tereleptil, Cybermat, Vashta Nerada, Sweetie, Zygon, Dalek, Raxicoricofallipatorius, your favorite bit of anatomy, and a dirty word of your choosing.
  • Share something you love about your primary DW ship. If you prefer, share something about your favorite episode.
  • Share a favorite story or piece of art/vid (with fandom/pairing/author) that you think everyone should read or view.
  • What is your favorite DW quote?
  • If you could travel to anywhere in Time and Space, from Earth history or any of the worlds on the show, where would you go?
  • Do you have a hobby outside of fandom?
  • Anything else you'd like to add?

And, as I mentioned on the clip, here are links to some of my favorite stories (and I added a couple of vids that I think are absolutely tug-at-your-heart, impress-your-head lovely.)
Fic recs here;
One fic that is very important to me for what it says to me about River Song;
My current three favorite videos: here, here and here.



kaffyr: A picture of the Eighth Doctor (Eight in time)
 For Your (Possible) Who Edification

Remember the pictures I posted that I took when I and my family went to see "Day of the Doctor"? Well, here's the story that I wrote for my company (yes, I managed to see the the episode and get paid for it - go me!) It was written for general consumption, but I tried to add some little bits for fans. If you read it, hope you enjoy it!

The accompanying video was done by one of our freelancers. It's not done the way I would have done it, most certainly. She focused on me and it was only through herculean efforts by my Best Beloved that we managed to get her attention on some of the other fans. She also wanted to work with "shaky cam" stylings. Again, not what I would have done - but it's also there for your amusement. 


Huh: apparently  the video alone won't embed, so here's the link: http://video.suntimes.com?vcid=25387912&freewheel=58285&sitesection=suntimes
kaffyr: (Mel's on Fire)
No, It Doesn't ...

... ever die, that is.

Because it's true. (And yes, it's from 22 years ago. But that doesn't matter.)

Guys, if you ever want to understand at least some weird but entirely essential part of me? Put this on.

Loud.

Like, hurt-your-ears loud.

And look for the librarian lady in the front row. Ta-da! )


There.

You're welcome.
kaffyr: The Polar Bear from Polar Bear cafe (Polar Bear-san)
By the Non-Pricking of My Thumbs And Other Digits

One of the things about scleroderma is that it comes in a neatly wrapped package with Raynaud's Syndrome.The latter is a syndrome kicked in by cold or stress. If you check the second link and look at the picture, that's generally what my hands can look like up to several times a day. Sometimes it's worse.  When it comes to the precipitating factors ... well, I live in Chicago, which spends a great deal of time being noticeably cold. Y'all know how much stress I deal with. Connecting the dots should be easy.

Ewwww. Medical stuff and self-pity! )
kaffyr: The newsies contemplate striking (Stop the presses)
Fandom FT(Union)W!


We held a rally in support of our photographers, and we got a lot of support from other unions. More importantly, we got coverage from other outlets - radio, television and newspaper. (And one of the funny things was being interviewed by a professional Tribune photographer who was taking video ... you know, like my company's trying to make untrained reporters do.) I'm hoping it put just that much more pressure on the people who made the decision, who are sitting opposite us at the negotiating table.

I think one of the real lights of the rally was the Pulitzer Prize winning photographer, John H. White; he is not only incredibly talented, but a kind and gentle man, a principled man of faith who truly is grace filled. He didn't speak during the Tribune piece, but if I could find a clip somewhere, I'd show it to you; there is no anger, as worthy of anger as the company's treatment of him and his colleagues is. There's disappointment, but a belief on his side that he still has much to do in his life, and that the Sun-Times firing won't stop him being a help to the world. I wish you could have seen more of how his professional colleagues react to him; photographers are a close group (all the photogs who covers our rally told us how much they missed working with our guys), but the love they have for Mr. White goes even beyond that.

As for me, I ended up doing about four interviews, and tried to be as articulate about our case as possible. I'm not going to be falsely modest - I have no doubt that I can do well in front of an audience. But this was really important, so I didn't want to come off as mush-mouthed or strident. I just wanted to be forceful, but relatable. (And how's that for marketing speak?) I think I did alright.

But do you want to know why everyone gravitated toward me? (Something I wasn't at all surprised about as soon as I realized it was happening, by the way.) Because of the sign I was carrying. It got me the interview, and it got my picture taken several times - in fact, Google my name, the words rally and Getty and you'll probably run across a bunch of open-mouthed, chanting me, complete with fedora and sign. It allowed me to get the word out.

And since I can't actually embed it successfully, here's the link. and here's a link to the picture that explains why they gravitated to me.
Under here )

Edited to fix the picture link.

Dept. of Nataldalia

Wednesday, 11 July 2012 10:35 am
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Default)
Here's The Deal With My Deal With Birthdays

Why do I do this? Or more accurately, why do I do these things? Why do I fail to acknowledge peoples' birthdays, and then why do i do I try to make up for that failure by acknowledging past, present and future birthdays all in one huge post?

I don't know the answer to the first. I honestly don't know. I see birthday notifications coming up in my email, and somehow I end up shying away from them. That tendency probably started at some point when I just wasn't feeling like posting anything, and then snowballed, as the list of people's birthdays grew longer and more stale, and somehow The List of Birthdays grew to be a Thing. I have Things - we probably all have Things; things that grew to be important out of proportion because we didn't get to them, and which should, in all probability, be let go of. They become Things because we can't let go of them. And this is a Thing with me.

I have an idea about the answer to the second thing, but I acknowledge that it's contorted and Byzantine and in all likelihood a bad answer.

After all, there are huge down sides to the way I do it. In a way, I can see it as a crude and lazy way of trying to discharge a minor social ... not duty, but perhaps a minor social expectation. If I pitch it a certain way in my head, I can even wince at its crudeness - grimace at a sort of vulgarity in the assumption that a one-size-fits-all mass birthday greeting has to be good enough for the interesting, well-liked and sometimes beloved people to whom I belatedly make it.

So, again, I should just send the out-of-date birthday notifications to the trash and decide either to be better about notifications in the future, or stop wishing people "Happy Birthday" completely. That would make the most sense.

But I can't seem to do that. And I find it important that I acknowledge people on These Here Intarwebz. I often don't comment on their own sites, even when they say things that are brilliant about life or the things we mutually love. I often don't say things about how much I enjoyed their drabbles and their stories. I don't tell them nearly as often as I should that I feel for their troubles and hope they surmount or survive them. In short, I don't tell them how important I find their company.

Telling them that I hope their birthday was happy, or is happy, or will be happy, is one small way that I can do it. At least it seems that way to me in my head.

So I hope you'll forgive me for wishing you all very late birthday happiness. Because I do mean it, and you all are important to me.

Happy Birthday, newly-degree'd [personal profile] autographedcat ! And to [personal profile] joking , a wonderful writer; and to[livejournal.com profile] darkpike, who is funny and biting and who I don't talk to often enough; to the newly discovered and very creative [personal profile] masakochan ; to the rather amazing writer [livejournal.com profile] roachpatrol; to[livejournal.com profile] grbggrl from long ago and to the talented multi-fandom-writing [livejournal.com profile] astrogirl2.

I'm glad I know you all.
kaffyr: The TARDIS at Giverny (TARDIS at Giverny)
In Which I Battle Inertia, and May Not Be Losing.

I don't have that many new and wonderful things to report, really. Little things, mostly.

Like Passports Canada finally being able to get my money for my new passport. Now all I have to do is wait (interminably, it seems) for the passport to arrive. If it isn't here in another week or week and a half, I'll start bugging them about it.

Work-related navel-gazing. )

Like running across this at Boutique Sally Ann* and knowing - immediately - that I had to have it. Even if there was no krafayis in the window because it was just someone's student art project. Yes. Yes, I am that much of a dork. And I'm glad. Proud. (Also, I love the colors. BB scanned the canvas and emailed the image to me, so I had to resaturate it a bit  to get the colors back to what they actually look like in 3D, but, yeah, nice and bright and cheery.**) It's been sitting on my desk. I'm going to put it on the wall above the desk, next to the Dalek victory poster. Yes. Yes, I am.
Hmm. One housekeeping thing. One rather surprisingly serious thing. One Who thing. There's a nice balance for the evening.

Oh, hell. Forgot some belated birthday wishes, to some very interesting, nice people:

Happy belated birthday, (20th Feb.), to [livejournal.com profile] wiggiemomsi , whose cheerful online presence is always appreciated; and to [personal profile] misscam , (20th Feb.) whose trenchant comments on life, fandom, Norway and everything else are equally appreciated . Hope your various days were excellent!





* That's the Salvation Army thrift store to those of you who aren't aficionados of The Best Place In The World To Get Everything From Clothing and Shoes to ... well ... everything. I must do a post on my love affair with the Sally Ann someday.

** Decided, on the basis of a comment over on LJ by the delightful maruad, to add this concerning the art above: According to a site I visited, Van Gogh described the painting ""The Church at Auvers," which he painted in 1890 only a few months before his death, thusly to his sister: "A large painting of the village church, executed so that the building appears purplish against a sky which is the deep and simple blue of pure cobalt; the windows seem stained with ultramarine; the roof is part violet, part orange. In front, there are flowers growing in the grass and some sunny, pink sand."
      In looking at that description, and at pictures of the actual painting, it becomes clear to me that whoever painted my little painting (I'm thinking acrylic on canvas; definitely canvas, but I could be wrong on the paint) loved brighter - some would say more garish - colors. The sky is closer to turquoise than cobalt, and the other colors are similarly altered. I don't mind; the colors of the rather not very good copy appeal to me, as beautiful as the original is. Here's an image of the original, or at least closer to the colors of the original:
Yet another cut, to save bandwidth. )


kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Buster thinks)
Things I Need To Do
  1. Clean the keyboard. There's ... jam? on the semi-colon key. Eww. Gotta watch my breakfast surfing, obviously.
  2. Head on over to [livejournal.com profile] elisi's salon and read her last two or three DW metas. They're always toothsome, thought-provoking and generally rewarding. My head just hasn't been warmed up enough.
  3. Then drop in over at [livejournal.com profile] promethia_tenk's place. Because one can never get enough of top quality commentary. Then be on the lookout for more good commentary, because I've got a very perspicacious friend's list when it comes to DW.
  4. Finish a story for work, even though I'm on vacation, because time just got away from me, and it's really just a 20 minute job, and my boss needs it, even though he doesn't know that just yet, and writing the thing should get my poor, weak brain up and running a bit. Right?
  5. Feel good about my hair cut (yeeessssss!) Then wonder just who it is looking back at me in the mirror, because I never, ever thought I'd say something like "my hair's getting too long." Me of the near-waist-length hair used to look at women with my current length of hair and wonder why they ever felt they had to cut it shorter.
  6. Bake the chocolate cake that's been tapping me on the shoulder, conceptually speaking, for about a week. Then make the pasta salad. And then make the mashed potatoes and fish sticks that my beloved has had a faunch for.
  7. Write my own reaction post to The Girl Who Waited, of which I think a great deal. Possibly the best constructed and acted episode in the latter half of the season, for one thing.
  8. Tackle The God Complex and try to control my irritation while doing so. I suspect I'm irritated at it in much the same way I used to get irritated at my First Born when he didn't live up to my expectations. Which speaks less of him/it than it does of me, I suppose.
  9. Drink my tea before it gets cold.
  10. Try to get a few more paragraphs done on a fic I've been working on for a couple of months now.
  11. Get back to Hearts and Moons, fer chrissake!



kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Buster thinks)
Things I Need To Do
  1. Clean the keyboard. There's ... jam? on the semi-colon key. Eww. Gotta watch my breakfast surfing, obviously.
  2. Head on over to [livejournal.com profile] elisi's salon and read her last two or three DW metas. They're always toothsome, thought-provoking and generally rewarding. My head just hasn't been warmed up enough.
  3. Then drop in over at [livejournal.com profile] promethia_tenk's place. Because one can never get enough of top quality commentary. Then be on the lookout for more good commentary, because I've got a very perspicacious friend's list when it comes to DW.
  4. Finish a story for work, even though I'm on vacation, because time just got away from me, and it's really just a 20 minute job, and my boss needs it, even though he doesn't know that just yet, and writing the thing should get my poor, weak brain up and running a bit. Right?
  5. Feel good about my hair cut (yeeessssss!) Then wonder just who it is looking back at me in the mirror, because I never, ever thought I'd say something like "my hair's getting too long." Me of the near-waist-length hair used to look at women with my current length of hair and wonder why they ever felt they had to cut it shorter.
  6. Bake the chocolate cake that's been tapping me on the shoulder, conceptually speaking, for about a week. Then make the pasta salad. And then make the mashed potatoes and fish sticks that my beloved has had a faunch for.
  7. Write my own reaction post to The Girl Who Waited, of which I think a great deal. Possibly the best constructed and acted episode in the latter half of the season, for one thing.
  8. Tackle The God Complex and try to control my irritation while doing so. I suspect I'm irritated at it in much the same way I used to get irritated at my First Born when he didn't live up to my expectations. Which speaks less of him/it than it does of me, I suppose.
  9. Drink my tea before it gets cold.
  10. Try to get a few more paragraphs done on a fic I've been working on for a couple of months now.
  11. Get back to Hearts and Moons, fer chrissake!



kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Brit Baby Bugger)
Exeunt Sutures

In about three minutes, BB is going to remove the skin biopsy sutures from my back and forearm. I am not looking forward to this. News in 3-2-1 ...

... aaaand, we're back.


Yeah, it was definitely something I should not have sweated. One pull that wasn't pleasant, three removals that I couldn't even tell had happened.

Proving yet again that I am every emergency room staff's personal nightmare — the twitchy whinger who flinches, complains and squeals long before any medical equipment has actually touched epidermis.
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Brit Baby Bugger)
Exeunt Sutures

In about three minutes, BB is going to remove the skin biopsy sutures from my back and forearm. I am not looking forward to this. News in 3-2-1 ...

... aaaand, we're back.


Yeah, it was definitely something I should not have sweated. One pull that wasn't pleasant, three removals that I couldn't even tell had happened.

Proving yet again that I am every emergency room staff's personal nightmare — the twitchy whinger who flinches, complains and squeals long before any medical equipment has actually touched epidermis.
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Googyxcal)
... or "'It's Never Easy,' said the Little Live Journaler"

Just to let everyone know, my brane is still still. As it were. But we're getting there, we really are, and all the poll input helped. Especially the votes by the Russian site spammer. Marvelous insight, that. *snerk* And we - the Royal We for now, although yes, K, [livejournal.com profile] dr_whuh  enters into things, too, and he assures you that he's alive, (and charming) if not absolutely well - may soon be lurching back to life.

The brain (woo! It's spelled correctly this time! She must be climbing the evolutionary ladder back into "Articulate Sapient" from "Linoleum"! Hope springs eternal!) always seems to lurch at the wrong time, however. Right now, for example, when the only lurching I should actually do is bedward.

Still, it's a start.


ETA: Just had to recommend a wonderful fic, "The Curious Case of the Monster of the Thames" that I'm just dipping into now, by[livejournal.com profile] funtimevash . It features Eleven, Jack, Madame Vastra, Jenny, Fitz (!) and it's 19th century adventure, believable relationships (and by "ship," I mean friendship both romantic and platonic, the trust and affection of adults who enjoy spending time with each other and who know that nothing's ever easy, but everything's worth it) and an intriguing and creepy adventure. Really, go try it. 
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Googyxcal)
... or "'It's Never Easy,' said the Little Live Journaler"

Just to let everyone know, my brane is still still. As it were. But we're getting there, we really are, and all the poll input helped. Especially the votes by the Russian site spammer. Marvelous insight, that. *snerk* And we - the Royal We for now, although yes, K, [livejournal.com profile] dr_whuh  enters into things, too, and he assures you that he's alive, (and charming) if not absolutely well - may soon be lurching back to life.

The brain (woo! It's spelled correctly this time! She must be climbing the evolutionary ladder back into "Articulate Sapient" from "Linoleum"! Hope springs eternal!) always seems to lurch at the wrong time, however. Right now, for example, when the only lurching I should actually do is bedward.

Still, it's a start.


ETA: Just had to recommend a wonderful fic, "The Curious Case of the Monster of the Thames" that I'm just dipping into now, by[livejournal.com profile] funtimevash . It features Eleven, Jack, Madame Vastra, Jenny, Fitz (!) and it's 19th century adventure, believable relationships (and by "ship," I mean friendship both romantic and platonic, the trust and affection of adults who enjoy spending time with each other and who know that nothing's ever easy, but everything's worth it) and an intriguing and creepy adventure. Really, go try it. 
kaffyr: The TARDIS says hello (Vizard)
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