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Still sick. It got very cold and gloomy this week, which didn't help.

On season three of the "West Wing" rewatch, which demonstrates the number of hours I have been too bleh to get anything else done. Also welcomed back "White Collar" this week; very glad to see Peter and Neal... drink whisky and utter platitudes, but still, Peter and Neal!

Very much looking forward to new "Person of Interest" soon. It's been deliciously tense and complex of late, and I anticipate more of the same coming up. For the benefit of anyone still intending to jump into this show, I'm not withdrawing the complaint that it's a bit slow to get started (although, having gone back to rewatch the opening eps, I now see much more in them, but the subtleness of the acting choices doesn't necessarily register at first glance), but it more than makes up for that later on, and the second season has been a flurry of gut-punches in true Reeseian style.

No progress on the "Sparrow" sequel front, though; all the energy I have this week has gone into PowerPointing and garden planning. And there has not been enough of it.

I've watched the first of the new season "Lewis," um, stories (first two episodes, that is), but not the third ep/second story, due to initial Downloading Fail. I'll get to it. I liked the first one, especially the Neck Brace on the Mantelpiece aspect.

And I have decided that instead of watching "Downton Abbey" any longer, I am just going to read the xojane recaps, since that is much more entertaining.

There you have it, my life in visual entertainment and inertia. There will, I hope, be an end to fatigue and snot eventually (so I can get back to complaining about creaky knees).
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Two metafictional concepts that I will not be exploring despite their inherent coolness:

1) [out of the routine authorial "who to kill off?" discussion with [livejournal.com profile] penwiper26] The Machine gives Finch and Reese the number of a writer, who it turns out is about to murder a fictional character of his/her own creation. (Could be a "Castle" crossover; maybe Castle's about to finish off the Nikki Heat series with a bang?)

2) [my dear husband came up with this one] The Doctor makes an emergency landing at Downton Abbey, preferably somewhere in the middle of the second season, because ALIENS HAVE STOLEN THE PLOT.

(They have apparently not given it back yet. Or they've killed off the writers and replaced them with fish custard. Sorry, but even a weekly dose of Maggie Smith is not getting me to watch more of season three than the initial two-parter.)

What I did watch last night, since I apparently have the Cold That Will Not Die (or possibly three different colds, since it's hit in waves since Dec. 23 when it started, this last one being the worst by far) and ran out of both brain and energy by dinnertime, was several of the early Eleven episodes, while tucked up wearing my gift of Fourth Doctor over-the-knee socks. (I feel like a fake, since I've seen some of the Fourth Doctor episodes but by no means all and am really a New Who fan exclusively. But they are cool, with a skirt especially. And perhaps a bow tie.)

Still struggling with the "What the hell, Reese?" portion of the "Sparrow" sequel (perhaps it would help if I came up with a title).
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Too busy for a comprehensive post, but just mentioning that I have watched a) the Downton Abbey Christmas special, which does indeed redeem its predecessors somewhat, though only somewhat; b) the second series of Sherlock (not even going into what we went through to do that). With regard to the latter, I am 1) intermittently intrigued by the editing; 2) regularly entertained by the writing, especially the canon references; 3) okay with the plots and characters, more or less; 4) still and forever in love with Martin Freeman. Also: I) the trick of the ending i) was expected (canon, again), but still moving; ii) pings my "how the hell" meter only moderately but just enough to cry out SHERLOCK/JONATHAN CREEK CROSSOVER NOW!! II) speaking of crossovers, but of the chronologically-impossible vein, Molly/Daisy. That is all.

The other day at the library I somehow managed to pick up both John Lawton's A Lily of the Field and Philip Kerr's Field Gray, so I am happily immersed in WWII-era fiction that I might post about, or not. Aside from that, reading classic gardening texts of the last few decades that I never quite got around to before and have to know about for a class I'm teaching in a few weeks. As you do.

It is by-god more than halfway through February. In fact, almost all the way done with February. How did that happen? Shit.

ETA: have been enjoying the xojane Downton Abbey recaps, and the latest one is no exception. "Meanwhile, Bates is sad in a sad grey prison outfit sitting in a sad grey cell in a sad early-20th-century prison and it’s all very sad." "Matthew -- who is everywhere and hears everything when Mary is concerned! Like BATMAN!..." And, speaking of crossovers, a very decent possibility to integrate Kreacher into the Downton menage. Because how else does the prosecution know?

...yes, I am getting back to work...
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I don't think I have a lot of Downton Abbey viewers on my flist, but it doesn't matter; I just have to do the OMG What Were They Thinking flail for a bit, and then I'll move on. For L. and anyone else who's seen the first season but not the second, I really liked the first season, despite some eye-rollery, but the eyes are just spinning in their sockets by now. If you get hold of the second season for free, and have people to watch it with and snark, then by all means do.

So, yeah, we watched the double episode last night that takes us nearly to the end of the season (only the Christmas special to go), and I think ALL the predictions we made last time came true, and they weren't exactly wildly original bits of plot. And there were a lot of "No Don't Do It" and "I Can't Believe They Did That" noises going on during the viewing, and I don't think we were supposed to be laughing as much as we did.

And the rest is spoilers. Read more... )
Maggie Smith is still awesome, though. I think she must have veto power over her lines in the otherwise sadly languishing scripts.
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I hate criticisms that begin "I am sure you mean well." The phrase always strikes me as the liberal equivalent to "Now listen here, little lady."

So, that much torn out of my twitching stomach... what's on the to-do list? Integrating plot strands; drawing a map; preparing a class outline (probably not today, but by Tuesday); playing with not-dirt and seeds; blowing my nose a lot; buying more tissues. And if like yesterday I start feeling too sick to do any of that, going back to rereading Mirror Dance and turning down page corners, because I am going to write (or rewrite; I swear I did it once) that entry on how incredible its structure is.

Plot strands are the most appealing thing on the list, though perhaps they shouldn't be, but I'm on a roll, so Chapter Nineteen calls.

Oh, and... interesting article about verbal anachronisms in "Downton Abbey" (minor spoilers for second season). Obviously the script writers did not sit there with the OED and a magnifying glass. That's the kind of thing I do. Though I will still make mistakes, which someone will someday criticize by telling me they're sure I mean well, little lady, and possibly something about logic pills. Everything is rosy in our garden.
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A rather shitty weekend-plus of rhinovirus, migraine, and oh-oops-not-menopause-completely-yet have at least given me more reading time, so I can now say I've read every word of the Dalziel-Pascoe series. Alas, sort of. I mean, it's been fun, but this is it, and unlike with living authors, or authors who were at least living when I finished their books, I can't expect more (although that's not all he wrote, so I could read the stand-alones and the other short series too).

There's also the oddity of having read it so out of order - yeah, I did enter the Vorkosigan saga with Komarr and the Aubrey-Maturin books with The Letter of Marque, but then corrected my error quickly and started at the beginning. This time, not so much, and I'll need to wait a while before going through it all again in the right sequence. I ended up with Child's Play, which is probably best known to fans as "the one where Wield comes out," provoking the totally unflappable Dalziel to the response in the subject line (and "I'd have been worried else that I'd not mentioned it to you." Pascoe, the (relatively) sensitive liberal, is of course flabbergasted at the revelation). Other stuff happens too, naturally: murder and such.

So, overall, much worth the time invested: some of them are just pretty good, some are damned clever, some give me that feeling I recall from first venturing into O'Brian that I'm being ravished by someone with complete control over the language and a talent for distraction from any inadequacies that exist.

I'm also feeling a trifle Yorkshire-dominated, between Hill's books, "Downton Abbey," and the kid starting rehearsals (as assistant director) for "The Secret Garden" (the musical). Maybe a revisit to "All Creatures Great and Small" would be appropriate.

All caught up to US broadcast on "Downton," by the way, so 2.06 or "The war is over, hurrah, now we can devote ourselves fully to soap opera." I think any show where I greet the credits with crack-filled (yet entirely likely) predictions for the next episode has outlived its creative drama potential, but I'm still having fun with it, and we'll see how far they can push the melodrama; please do not spoil me.

And, oh shit, I have a lot of work to catch up on. Let's start with more caffeine.

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