There's this thing we're always saying about changes
I could have done without the first thing I saw on the internet this afternoon being that David Warner has died. There is an outside chance it was really a guest shot on Star Trek or Babylon 5, but I am fairly confident I saw him first in Time After Time (1979), since it is the role with which I most strongly associate him in the same way that my default image of Malcolm McDowell has always been a sweet and bespectacled romantic lead. I never wrote about him, I was always glad to see him, most recently in The Company of Wolves (1984) and Black Death (2010). I should watch something for his memory. I miss my Linux-driven pseudo-TV almost as much as I miss my books these days.
My day started with tree surgery in the next yard over and a phone call from the library earnestly attempting to persuade me to pick up a DVD which I checked out week before last and returned last week and which seems to be persisting as a Kafkaesque ghost in the machine—I had already tried to clarify this situation over the phone—while a book which I actually ordered more than two weeks ago continues not to arrive. I am not sure it rises to the level of irony as opposed to stupidity that the DVD in question belongs to the one movie I have managed to watch so far this month, which I have not managed to write about. I wish I felt that my brain was hibernating as opposed to just stopped.
Aside from capitalism and exhaustion, the major events of the last few days have been installing an air conditioner with![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rushthatspeaks and reading Greg van Eekhout's California Bones (2014) and Pacific Fire (2015) while waiting for Dragon Coast (2015) to come in. sholio has an attractive introductory write-up of the trilogy. Unsurprisingly, my favorite characters are also the bureaucrat whose moral compass is primarily based on injustice offending his sense of professional ethics and his depersonalized partner in detection who has a much better sense of humor than he does. I would not call any of it so far L.A. noir, but it is excellent fantasy AU heist pulp in an acceptably deadpan style and now there's a dragon in play.
I would really just like to be less tired.
My day started with tree surgery in the next yard over and a phone call from the library earnestly attempting to persuade me to pick up a DVD which I checked out week before last and returned last week and which seems to be persisting as a Kafkaesque ghost in the machine—I had already tried to clarify this situation over the phone—while a book which I actually ordered more than two weeks ago continues not to arrive. I am not sure it rises to the level of irony as opposed to stupidity that the DVD in question belongs to the one movie I have managed to watch so far this month, which I have not managed to write about. I wish I felt that my brain was hibernating as opposed to just stopped.
Aside from capitalism and exhaustion, the major events of the last few days have been installing an air conditioner with
rushthatspeaks and reading Greg van Eekhout's California Bones (2014) and Pacific Fire (2015) while waiting for Dragon Coast (2015) to come in. sholio has an attractive introductory write-up of the trilogy. Unsurprisingly, my favorite characters are also the bureaucrat whose moral compass is primarily based on injustice offending his sense of professional ethics and his depersonalized partner in detection who has a much better sense of humor than he does. I would not call any of it so far L.A. noir, but it is excellent fantasy AU heist pulp in an acceptably deadpan style and now there's a dragon in play.I would really just like to be less tired.