Could you describe the ruckus, sir?

I nearly just edited this into the last entry, but it's my journal and I'll do what I want!

I unignored a thing, and now I never have to think about it again, I hope.

While I was rewarding myself for being a grown-up, by listening to music and also eating soup for belated lunch, I suddenly remembered that there'd been a Jim and Pam (The Office) vid to The Great Escape, which I clearly needed to rewatch.

And then I decided to watch the series finale. And then I realized I'd already seen it, but I watched it to the end anyway. And THEN, I watched the second-to-last episode, which I had *not* seen, and y'all, I just love Jim and Pam so much? A love which in no way explains why I just quit watching The Office after season 5. (Fall 2009 was not a great time for me, I suspect, but a look back at my journal has a lotta tv discussion. And also the tidbit that apparently all my friends here read Twilight? I definitely blocked that out...)

So, depending on how disappointing a turn my hockey narratives take tonight, I may go into a The Office watching spiral.

Are any of y'all watching these "Athelstan's Journal" minis that the History channel is spitting out? The ones where Athelstan is keeping an actual, bound (paper? parchment?) journal that he's writing in, along with some lovely charcoal sketches of Ragnar and Lagertha.

I think this is all of them? Athelstan's Journal on YouTube. (No idea if its region-locked, and doesn't appear to be captioned, at least not on mobile.)

In one of the ones I cleared off the DVR tonight (family?), near the beginning he refers to "a consolation devoutly to be wished," because what's the point of riffing on history if you can't rip off some Shakespeare on the way, right?

I shouldn't complain, though, because I would probably prefer a full length season that was just Athelstan narrating over everything, Wonder Years style.

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I can't remember whether I linked to An Historian Goes to the Movies when I found it (via metanews possibly? or possibly googling for things for that yuletide snippet I wrote). So, now I've linked to it!

The Librarian: various mythical objects as subtitles. Starring Noah Wyle, Jane Curtin, Bob Newhart, a series of hot ladies with a variety of competencies, and cardboard villains with plenty of henchmen.

It's a little a lot White Folks Save the World, and I am pretty sure their technical advisor is Wikipedia, and it's possible that the first movie, which had a fistfight between two ladies, was not in fact a Bechdel pass. I don't think any of the movies passed, actually. There are also a lot of "colorful" locals who help Our Hero on his quest with varying degrees of attempts at cultural accuracy. I spent most of the evening watching the movies. On the one hand, they're fairly terrible.

On the other hand, they're intentionally funny, and well-acted, and I *really* loved Romancing the Stone when I was in high school.

There's a TV show now? I have to come back to it tomorrow, but I'm really hoping it'll be fun and a minimum of fail. In the series, it seems like Christian Kane plays Eliot, only with art instead of cooking, and whatsername who played Pizza Girl is... there, as are a couple other people and John Larroquette.

ETA: wrong redhead. Whoops.

I would be interested to know how much substance there is behind the feeling that a reconstructed piece of writing is never as good as the original one. I had half of what eventually turned into this post written a week or so ago and then a mobile browser hiccup ate it, and everything I wrote after that just looked wrong. Eh, whatever.

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In the chunk of time surrounding my aforementioned peak crush on Andy Murray, I accomplished nothing of value. My cat was perpetually angry at me and my belongings were steadily collapsing into a heap, and as time passed, one exacerbated the other.

I have since addressed most of the clutter, but we will not speak of the state of the kitchen, nor of whether I have over- or under-watered one of my exceptionally hardy plants. I just know it's unhappy, so I'm leaving it on the porch until it makes up its mind and either lives or dies. I've got friends coming over tomorrow, so I'd better finish up the rest of the tidying.

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But! Being stuck on a train for several hours a day with variable internet access was great for forcing me to catch up on the TV saved to various hard drives and eventually my iPod. I watched almost all of The Musketeers, but detoured away in the middle of the penultimate episode because I realized that series three of Sherlock was probably going to make me angry, and I was hopeful that The Musketeers would not. I was mostly right.

( brief nattering about Sherlock, Skyfall and Hannibal, cut to save a few lines of scrolling )

So Sherlock. Definitely made me think, but not exactly my version of fun.

Whereas Musketeers was thoroughly entertaining, ( but )

I haven't yet ventured into the wilds of any part of Musketeers fandom on AO3, but if you have a favorite author (or you yourself wrote something that I missed in the months and months it took me to catch up!) I will gladly take recs.

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I also watched all of season four of Teen Wolf earlier this week, and while I appreciate that for once Jeff Davis didn't do anything that made me want to throw something at the TV, I also just really don't care. Like if the final episode of the season had been the series finale, I would have been totally fine with it. I liked the relationships he created. I didn't care about the plot thread he abandoned. The villain(s) and conflicts were reasonably engaging. I just... don't really care what happens now. It sort of seems like everyone is okay.

I had planned on signing up for tw_holidays, but there isn't a single story I want to request, or write, much less 3-5.

I'm reading through some meta and episode recaps, hoping it may spark an idea, but it wouldn't be a bad thing for me to concentrate on Yuletide, and maybe finally chip away at my fandom_stocking debt.

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In looking for Teen Wolf reaction posts that I'd bookmarked, I realized that I have just Way Too Many fics bookmarked on my phone, which was a thing I swore I would stop doing when my last phone glitched and ate all my bookmarks.

I should sort those out, but I'm busy reading my way back through the David Mitchell tag on AO3. New series of Would I Lie to You! yay!

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I'm not doing the Friday five because I never do the Friday five questions (and also, it is now Saturday) but it reminded me that I randomly had "The Old Gumbie Cat" pop into my head and stick earlier this week. I haven't listened to a Cats recording in I don't know how long, but it's a song I love, so I didn't mind its appearance.

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And finally, here is a thing that happened: an ad? or a promotional video at any rate, about livejournal

I have things that I should be doing, but the weather is just... really nice. Like, really, really nice. So I've been sitting on the porch with my cat, watching the birds, and pretending that I am not going to be in a total panic meltdown tomorrow.

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Possibly relevant to some of y'all's interests (particularly anyone who braves the wilds of Tumblr, where some days it seems like 30 might as well be dead)

Pop Culture Happy Hour (podcast): Too Old for Youth Culture and Toys

First, is it possible to be too old for youth culture? We approach this from a couple of angles: can you be too old for the content itself? Can you be too old for the experience of swooning over cultural experiences the way you did when you were younger? And what is it, exactly, that makes people feel old and tell you how old they feel?

This is from last week and I haven't listened yet, but like I've mentioned many, many times, I'm a big fan of Monkey See, and I generally enjoy the things they have to say.

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Following up on the previous entry's television that isn't terrible, have some television that... sort of is.
( the first episodes of Tyrant and Dominion )