Maybe, maybe, maybe this is it

[sovay]

This is more than five things. I say it's still a post.

New Mission of Burma. I have to wait till July?

(Why have I not even read The Hunger Games and I want somebody to vid the movie to "Academy Fight Song"? Seriously, brain.)

Annemarie Schwarzenbach. Discovered via cover photo here. I can't believe I'd never heard of her.

New England Conservatory is giving Benjamin Britten and W.H. Auden's Paul Bunyan (1941) its Boston premiere. American myth by the archetypally British. It is not supposed to be the best thing either of them ever wrote. Yes, please.

A radio adaptation of Diana Wynne Jones' Witch Week?

Grow a sunflower for Alan Turing!

I don't even like baseball and I wish I'd written this poem.

I would have enjoyed Lover Come Back (1961) more if I had not desired to go after the script with a brickbat almost every time gender came up, which was constantly, but an entire plot thread was pretty much redeemed by Tony Randall proclaiming himself the king of the elevator.

rushthatspeaks is showing me the pilot of Due South (1994–1999) this afternoon.

I should do things till then.

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[sovay]

But WHOA I DID NOT KNOW THAT EVEN THOUGH I MUST HAVE.

I had no idea, so I'm just sputtering and fusing here. I don't expect random crossovers between the artistic circles I've been reading for years, even though the lesson all history seems to be teaching me is that everyone knew everyone else; I just didn't.

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The reason I'm sure I must have known this is that I distinctly recall reading a biography of Auden, and it was some standard thing, not a little memoir, so I'm SURE it would have mentioned his getting married, however briefly. Of course what I actually remember is stuff about his peeing in the sink, urk. (Ah, the habits of Great Men.)

You realize the biographers chronicling our generation are going to be gleefully identifying internet pseudonyms -- there will be articles about how someone figured out that so-and-so on Livejournal was also thus-and-such on Disqus, which means zie must be Famous Person's Sibling, etc. Heck, I can't remember half the time who's who on Livejournal, even though I know most people's real names if I care to dig back a little way.

[sovay]

You realize the biographers chronicling our generation are going to be gleefully identifying internet pseudonyms -- there will be articles about how someone figured out that so-and-so on Livejournal was also thus-and-such on Disqus, which means zie must be Famous Person's Sibling, etc.

That will be so much fun to read.

Heck, I can't remember half the time who's who on Livejournal, even though I know most people's real names if I care to dig back a little way.

Most of my friendlist are people I know in some offline capacity, but there are still a few whose names are unknown to me. One I just learned yesterday.