(I'm kidding about the potential arch nemesis. There are no hard feelings, considering I still get to go to Usbekistan. Otherwise I would now plot revenge, complete with sinister chuckles.)
Anyway, that means no exciting travelling plans for 2014 yet. I'll do my normal criss cross country travelling within Germany, of course, and maybe manage a weekend trip to London, which is always a thrill and lovely. In 2015, Usbekistan prospects aside, I will also go to Los Angeles for the International Lion Feuchtwanger Conference (which took place this year in Berlin), and the mixture of academia and catching up with old friends surrounded by fragments of tv and cinematic realities are just what I associate with Los Angeles, where I once lived for three months in the mid 90s on a scholarship. It's not a city that aesthetically appeals to me, but emotionally it does, both because of the connections I've formed there and because of all the pop culture history. Los Angeles memories: watching The Exorcist projected on a big tomb in the Hollywood Cemetary with Iamsab, visiting location sights like the Fisher house (from Six Feet Under) or Buffy's high school with Kate, having an incredibly brief phone call with Billy Wilder (I asked for an interview, he was already too fragile - this was in what turned out to be the year of his death), talking to two of Thomas Mann's secretaries... I do love coming back to LA.
About travelling in general: I'm really fond of it and have no problems with the mechanics, i.e. staying in a different hotel every night (or, this year when I was in Mongolia, in different yurts), different types of food, and, depending on where you, linguistic difficulties. There is always so much to learn and be swept away by. (Or be shaken to the core by. That, too. Visiting Poland, for example, didn't just mean admiring Krakow, from the churches to the salt mines. It also meant visiting Auschwitz.) And I'm lucky in that often I can combine the useful with the leisurely via travel. It's an aspect of my life I truly treasure, and would miss terribly if I had to do without it.
( The Morning Wibble )
I also seem to have all the sleepies and all the dunwannas.
Superiority of Muffins -- Ten Reasons:
10. Your home-made muffin is always the right size: make 'em mini if you later want to enjoy bite-sized snacks, or to wow those co-workers of yours who balk at regular or large. Make normal-sized muffins in lieu of cake, and of course bake the big ones for a hearty breakfast…or lunch. Or dinner.
09. ALL THE FLAVORS AND TYPES! Fruity or creamy, nutty or chocolate-y, full of wheat or gluten-free, healthy and low sugar or buttery goodness, and and and! You can also make them savory without troubles, stuffed with fresh herbs or olives, with cheese or bacon! Also feel free to make yeast muffins -- those work great as well. Many kinds of dough are available!
08. You can bake 'em as light as air so they're just a fluffy greeting on your tongue, or dense little darlings from chocolate or pecans or oats, or all of the above.
07. If you find muffins boring, or they don't look excellent, just whip up some frosting, ideally with cream cheese of course, et voilà -- you just made a cupcake!
06. Speaking of added elements, feel free to fill them: It's not tricky at all to squirt tasty goodness into their heart.
05. They're transparent -- metaphorically, that is, not like invisible pizza. But because they are so small, you stand a good chance of catching any issues, such as too-low or too high temperatures, or the fact they don't rise.
04. They're easy to control during baking: If any issue arises, chances are good you can fix 'em. (If all else fails, process-wise, revert to 07 and smile beatifically.)
03. They're easy to handle after baking, and this time that's literal: Put them into a Tupperware box and toss that box into your bag to take to work; leave them in their metal tray, put some aluminum foil on top, and slide the tray gently into a European-style flat plastic bag for perfect carry-ability. (You can still do no. 07 if only you take the frosting separately.)
02. You can have them with wine. I don't just mean that you can sip a nice glass while baking (although I'm also a fan of that). But no, feel free to replace all liquid with wine. I wouldn't necessarily dare that with a cake, but size matters here, see no. 05 & 04.
01. They're the most versatile of baked goods. So clearly, that makes them baked bests.
Fandom: The Avengers
Characters: Phil Coulson, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanova, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers, Betty Ross, JARVIS, Bucky Barnes, Virginia "Pepper" Potts.
Warnings: Inferences of past child abuse, mind control, and other torture. Current environment is supportive.
Summary: Bucky has a bad day when his memory won't boot up quite right. This makes other people stressed out too. Attempts to help are partially successful, but then the team dynamics go severely pear-shaped.
Notes: Asexual character (Clint). Aromantic character (Natasha). Asexual relationship. Sibling relationships. Fix-it. Teamwork. Vulgar language. Flangst. Hurt/Comfort. Fear of loss. Friendship. Confusion. Memory loss. Nonsexual ageplay. Making up for lost time. Self-harm. Tony!whump. Tony Stark has a heart. Tony doesn't like being handed things. Howard Stark's A+ parenting. Games. Trust issues. Consent. Safety and security. Artificial intelligence. Food issues. Multiplicity/Plurality. Non-sexual touching and intimacy. Yoga. Communication. Personal growth. Cooking. Americana. Family of choice. Feels. #coulsonlives.
Begin with Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23, Part 24, Part 25, Part 26, Part 27, Part 28, Part 29, Part 30, Part 31, Part 32, Part 33, Part 34, Part 35, Part 36, Part 37, Part 38, Part 39, Part 40, Part 41, Part 42, Part 43, Part 44, Part 45, Part 46, Part 47, Part 48, Part 49, Part 50, Part 51, Part 52.
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I'm trying to comment on as many of them as possible, but even if I don't comment on yours, you can be sure that I read it. I'm reading them all! Because you are all awesome!
Sorry I can't contribute. I'm just not in a headspace where I could commit to daily posting right now, and anyway Festivids is taking up the few hours a week I have for fannish homework. But I am really appreciative of the effort you are all putting out.
After ruling for less than one year, Edward VIII becomes the first English monarch to voluntarily abdicate the throne. He chose to abdicate after the British government, public, and the Church of England condemned his decision to marry the American divorcée Wallis Warfield Simpson. On the evening of December 11, he gave a radio address in which he explained, "I have found it impossible to carry on the heavy burden of responsibility and to discharge the duties of king, as I would wish to do, without the help and support of the woman I love." On December 12, his younger brother, the duke of York, was proclaimed King George VI.
Edward, born in 1894, was the eldest son of King George V, who became the British sovereign in 1910. Still unmarried as he approached his 40th birthday, he socialized with the fashionable London society of the day. By 1934, he had fallen deeply in love with American socialite Wallis Warfield Simpson, who was married to Ernest Simpson, an English-American businessman who lived with Mrs. Simpson near London. Wallis, who was born in Pennsylvania, had previously married and divorced a U.S. Navy pilot. The royal family disapproved of Edward's married mistress, but by 1936 the prince was intent on marrying Mrs. Simpson. Before he could discuss this intention with his father, George V died, in January 1936, and Edward was proclaimed king.
The new king proved popular with his subjects, and his coronation was scheduled for May 1937. His affair with Mrs. Simpson was reported in American and continental European newspapers, but due to a gentlemen's agreement between the British press and the government, the affair was kept out of British newspapers. On October 27, 1936, Mrs. Simpson obtained a preliminary decree of divorce, presumably with the intent of marrying the king, which precipitated a major scandal. To the Church of England and most British politicians, an American woman twice divorced was unacceptable as a prospective British queen. Winston Churchill, then a Conservative backbencher, was the only notable politician to support Edward.
Despite the seemingly united front against him, Edward could not be dissuaded. He proposed a morganatic marriage, in which Wallis would be granted no rights of rank or property, but on December 2, Prime Minister Stanley Baldwin rejected the suggestion as impractical. The next day, the scandal broke on the front pages of British newspapers and was discussed openly in Parliament. With no resolution possible, the king renounced the throne on December 10. The next day, Parliament approved the abdication instrument, and Edward VIII's reign came to an end. The new king, George VI, made his older brother the duke of Windsor. On June 3, 1937, the duke of Windsor and Wallis Warfield married at the Château de Cande in France's Loire Valley.
For the next two years, the duke and duchess lived primarily in France but visited other European countries, including Germany, where the duke was honored by Nazi officials in October 1937 and met with Adolf Hitler. After the outbreak of World War II, the duke accepted a position as liaison officer with the French. In June 1940, France fell to the Nazis, and Edward and Wallis went to Spain. During this period, the Nazis concocted a scheme to kidnap Edward with the intention of returning him to the British throne as a puppet king. George VI, like his prime minister, Winston Churchill, was adamantly opposed to any peace with Nazi Germany. Unaware of the Nazi kidnapping plot but conscious of Edward's pre-war Nazi sympathies, Churchill hastily offered Edward the governorship of the Bahamas in the West Indies. The duke and duchess set sail from Lisbon on August 1, 1940, narrowly escaping a Nazi SS team sent to seize them.
In 1945, the duke resigned his post, and the couple moved back to France. They lived mainly in Paris, and Edward made a few visits to England, such as to attend the funerals of King George VI in 1952 and his mother, Queen Mary, in 1953. It was not until 1967 that the duke and duchess were invited by the royal family to attend an official public ceremony, the unveiling of a plaque dedicated to Queen Mary. Edward died in Paris in 1972 but was buried at Frogmore, on the grounds of Windsor Castle. In 1986, Wallis died and was buried at his side.
* Pippin is getting a movie adaptation? Did I know that? I am too lazy to go back and look at previous linkspams to see if I knew that. Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat is also apparently a go.
* Jennifer Lawrence talks about not wearing a bra in American Hustle.
* Community season 5 trailer! And a Sherlock series 3 trailer.
* Jeffrey Bell talks about Agents of SHIELD in two new interviews.
* With The Sound of Music being a ratings success, NBC is obviously going to try it again with another musical (which one is still TBD). Despite finding parts of the live performance somewhat cringe-inducing (Carrie Underwood's acting; Stephen Moyer's everything), I can only think it's a good thing to give people outside of New York more and easier access to Broadway shows. I hope they have learned a valuable lesson about casting people who can handle all aspects of the role - singing AND acting - rather than simply going for the big-name stars, but 18.5 million viewers (even if many of them were tuning in to watch Carrie fall on her face) says probably not, so I look forward to next year's show starring a Kardashian.
(Without repeating the entire review that is now lost to the ether, I will say this: Carrie's singing was fine. God bless her for being brave enough to YODEL on live television. But Audra McDonald is a goddess and Laura Benanti is my queen, and putting them next to someone with no acting experience is just setting Carrie up to fail.)
* It is fantastic how the 10th anniversary of Love Actually is inspiring so many articles about it. Such a good movie. If you don't like it, there is a 99.9% chance your heart is made of STONE.
* I am still trying to get my head around Matt Smith in an American Psycho musical. I'm still trying to get my head around an American Psycho musical, period.
* This season of Scandal will on be 18 episodes due to Kerry Washington's pregnancy.
* The Friday Night Lights movie is definitely not happening, you guys.
* Sutton Foster is getting a new show on TV Land. I didn't even realize TV Land had original programming. I thought it was all reruns of old sitcoms?
* Hahaha, "Dos and Don'ts" for when your favorite TV show is canceled.
Basically, I got a text a little after 5am letting me know that the office was closed. I then turned off my alarm and went back to bed. Until, um, close to noon. As you do.
The plan was that I'd work on my parttime job all afternoon, to try to get closer to 15 hours this week instead of 5, but that... didn't happen. At all. Nor did cleaning up the apartment a bit. Or trying to make a list of all the books/DVDs I'm trying to get rid of before I move. Or attempting to get my desktop to turn on long enough for me to wipe it so that I can try to sell it for a little bit of cash to someone who either wants to use it for parts or who wants to try to fix it.
Instead, I caught up on some TV shows, read fanfiction, and unsuccessfully poked at my Yuletide fic all day instead. With a little bit of playing around on my new phone for good measure, since I'm still working on getting everything set up on it proper.
And now it's after midnight, and I haven't accomplished anything all day long. Although at least I feel fairly well-rested? Which is something?