Seven Thousand Turbines
Dec. 12th, 2007 08:33 amThe news this evening (Sunday) is full of the government plan to surround the UK with seven thousand sea-based wind turbines. The pictures they show for some reason remind me of P. Craig Russell's vision of post-Martian invasion Earth in Killraven , or something from The Place Promised in Our Younger Years .
The other big news was the Archbishop of York cutting up his dog-collar on TV, saying he'll never where another until Mugabe is gone (the Archbishop is Ugandan), and Oprah backing Barak Obama, and him saying "Hands up al those who want Oprah as Vice President?"
I have just finished watching a lovely wee romp of a Dr. Who episode, where they showcase William Shakespeare, and actually use his talent for words as the gimmick to save the world. Martha, the Dr.'s companion, effectively became The Dark Lady of the Sonnets. And is Martha herself a direct reference to Frank Miller's Martha Washington? There's also a lovely bit where the Dr. snaps at Will chatting up Martha, coz they're in a hurry, and says "Come on, we can flirt later." To which Will raises an eyebrow and replies "Promise?". As they hurry off the Doctor does an aside to the camera "There'll be academics punching the air over that one!" The final part where J.K Rowling saves the day is just hilarious!
Afterwords, they are playing these Dr. Who - Confidentials, which are sort of a making of after every episode, similar to the one's they do for Heroes over here. They actually filmed it at The Globe. They're also advertising the Dr. Who Christmas special. It's only a brief glimpse, but it was definitely the Starship Titianic!
I don't know when I'll get a chance to post this, as I haven't got internet. Also I have no phone, no Sky, and G left on Friday. The weekend has been one of isolation, a sort of sabbatical. I played a campaign of Panzer General 2. I dug GTA III off my USB drive, and played that for ridiculous hours. Saturday, I went shopping, but with the rain and the cold, after finding an internet cafe for the paying of bills and the sending of a brief email, I curled up inside, just not feeling like going out and down to the The Moon pub for Selene Rising.
But I slept in till almost midday today, and the internet café was closed Sunday (it was stupidly slow anyway, the proprietor had some bullshit story that it was because of some ant-terrorist security thing for Christmas, but we had better speed in the Himalayas!) , so I'm thinking now on Sunday night I should have gone out, as I'm missing the contact and going slowly mad listening to the ticking of the clock (which reminds one of a certain Sapphiire and Steel episode) and the whining of the air conditioner, (which for those familiar with British aviation sounds like the whining of a HS748's APU).
Tomorrow I shall go talk to the apartment owners about getting the internet working, for now, more GTA III I think...
The other big news was the Archbishop of York cutting up his dog-collar on TV, saying he'll never where another until Mugabe is gone (the Archbishop is Ugandan), and Oprah backing Barak Obama, and him saying "Hands up al those who want Oprah as Vice President?"
I have just finished watching a lovely wee romp of a Dr. Who episode, where they showcase William Shakespeare, and actually use his talent for words as the gimmick to save the world. Martha, the Dr.'s companion, effectively became The Dark Lady of the Sonnets. And is Martha herself a direct reference to Frank Miller's Martha Washington? There's also a lovely bit where the Dr. snaps at Will chatting up Martha, coz they're in a hurry, and says "Come on, we can flirt later." To which Will raises an eyebrow and replies "Promise?". As they hurry off the Doctor does an aside to the camera "There'll be academics punching the air over that one!" The final part where J.K Rowling saves the day is just hilarious!
Afterwords, they are playing these Dr. Who - Confidentials, which are sort of a making of after every episode, similar to the one's they do for Heroes over here. They actually filmed it at The Globe. They're also advertising the Dr. Who Christmas special. It's only a brief glimpse, but it was definitely the Starship Titianic!
I don't know when I'll get a chance to post this, as I haven't got internet. Also I have no phone, no Sky, and G left on Friday. The weekend has been one of isolation, a sort of sabbatical. I played a campaign of Panzer General 2. I dug GTA III off my USB drive, and played that for ridiculous hours. Saturday, I went shopping, but with the rain and the cold, after finding an internet cafe for the paying of bills and the sending of a brief email, I curled up inside, just not feeling like going out and down to the The Moon pub for Selene Rising.
But I slept in till almost midday today, and the internet café was closed Sunday (it was stupidly slow anyway, the proprietor had some bullshit story that it was because of some ant-terrorist security thing for Christmas, but we had better speed in the Himalayas!) , so I'm thinking now on Sunday night I should have gone out, as I'm missing the contact and going slowly mad listening to the ticking of the clock (which reminds one of a certain Sapphiire and Steel episode) and the whining of the air conditioner, (which for those familiar with British aviation sounds like the whining of a HS748's APU).
Tomorrow I shall go talk to the apartment owners about getting the internet working, for now, more GTA III I think...