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selkie sent me a T-shirt for my birthday. (Mine is in royal blue.) I wore it to this morning's doctor's appointment; it seemed appropriate. It is gratifying and probably a little sad that the nurse practitioner who wore a pride flag pin on his lanyard agreed with me.The contractors have not only demolished our front porch except for the steps, which are currently floating in a sort of diagonal void of wrought iron, they have uprooted almost our entire front yard. I had just been feeling affectionate about the lamb's ears at the bottom of the walk. It's really not the same thing to pet in passing the chunks of cement which used to be our porch's foundations. Nothing had better happen to the two tall yew trees which used to flank the porch and still shade our front windows. Autolycus is currently peering over one of them, sitting on a stack of boxes to observe the concrete-pouring action outside my office windows. Brave cat. I am living in earplugs.
Further adventures in radio theater include Oscar Wilde's A Woman of No Importance (1893), recorded by L.A. Theatre Works in 1995. It was one of the plays I had known on the page for decades and never seen or heard performed—see also most of the works of George Bernard Shaw—and man, that double standard remains demoralizingly topical.
thisbluespirit has just hooked me up with a collection of Terence Rattigan per BBC Radio and I am looking forward very much to finally hearing the alternative version of Separate Tables.First, I must move more boxes.
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Did anyone warn you about the upcoming churning up of the porch and garden? meep.
Maybe a chunk of concrete will turn out to be cousin to a Horta.
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Thank you! On both fronts!
Did anyone warn you about the upcoming churning up of the porch and garden? meep.
We were warned when we signed the lease that the renovation of the upstairs apartment was still in progress and the renovation of the front porch was yet to come, meaning we would be moving into construction. I personally did not understand that the porch was in such bad shape that it needed a total replacement from the foundations up, but to be fair to our landlords, they might not have known in advance, either. It is, however, extremely loud.
Maybe a chunk of concrete will turn out to be cousin to a Horta.
I like your theory.
*hugs*
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Sympathy. My neighbour was doing something involving a compressor all last Thursday, while I was trying to sleep through sinus headache/headcold (and having not slept through the night). I was very NOT AMUSED.
(I was also not amused when I woke up at 6AM today and could hear someone using a compressor, though after a few minutes I realised it was more probably my central heating *headdesk*).
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It is about a zillion percent not my ordinary style, but I love it nonetheless.
My neighbour was doing something involving a compressor all last Thursday, while I was trying to sleep through sinus headache/headcold (and having not slept through the night).
Eugh. Sympathy in return!
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I do very well with Electric Company font across my ample tits, thank you.
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Since humans look in your size, pfui!
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Oh dear!
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It's exciting! And starts early in the morning, too.
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Thank you!
(I wonder if there's a vertigo-themed one?)
I recognize this shirt is not what you are looking for, but it looks like Hitchcock crossed with the dream sequence from Cat People (1942) and I approve of that.
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But since we must!
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Thank you. None of us in this house are morning people and that really includes the cats.
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Never, but I'd love it if you did.
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I now assume your dad is one of the peripheral characters of The Way to the Stars. (Would have been Flare Path if its production hadn't predated their meeting.)
Before then I was able to win about a third of our chess games. After learning of his celebrity I never beat him again.
Aw.
Thank you for the story!
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I am coming back in time from your other post, so I know that you have been able to do so, but I'm glad to be able to enable. <3
(Librarian motto, still. XD)
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Do I look like I mind? It was as good a version as I'd hoped and I was also glad to hear it for Adrian Scarborough, because as soon as I saw him in the cast I thought he should be perfect based on something I had seen him do in The Habit of Art in 2010 and he was.
(Playing Donald, the actor who is play-within-the-playing Humphrey Carpenter, Scarborough is in both layers of drama a comic character, especially in the outer layer where he's fretfully anxious about playing a theatrical device rather than an actual character and then there's a scene where the stage manager is reassuring the author that it really doesn't matter that the actors don't look like the historical persons they are portraying and finishes up without realizing that beaky, balding Donald is within earshot, "And Humphrey Carpenter was quite good-looking" and he just looks stricken; it's so awkward that the stage manager completely fails to apologize for it and in fact immediately displaces her embarrassment onto scolding the assistant stage manager for a much smaller gaffe of his own, but it's a funny line that just makes the air go out of the room for a second and if he could do that, he was right on for Rattigan. It is one of my two key memories of Scarborough in the production, the other being Donald's unannounced entrance as Douglas Byng with a tuba.)
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