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I blame the BBC
I blame the BBC for the Who-ey that defines BBC Sherlock.
The unaired 60-minute pilot is a wonderful thing: true to, while updating, Conan Doyle. But the BBC (and maybe PBS?) demanded 90-minute "films," since, gee, the 90-minute Wallander is SUCH a laff-riot.
BBC Sherlock might have gone all wacky even in the original format, but forcing Moffat (of ALL people) into initially making it bigger derailed the inherent logic and unity* of that -- and every other possible -- universe before it even began. I ain't buyin' it anymore.** But I think the blame redounds to the pompous pinheads at BBC before either Gatiss/Moffat or the fans.
The Corporation has not exactly covered itself in glory recently, viz Jimmy Savile and multi-million payoffs for gormless directors. So the benign social-media-baiting of Who and Sherlock may be the distraction they're looking for.
But I'm not buyin' it.
*Darlin', Serb paramilitaries are so 1990s. Why did you decide they were still around in 2013? (Ain't getting into the whole question of how this demeans genuine European war crimes. But it does.)
**Yeah, sure, I watched it on the BBC iPlayer, but I ain't shelling out money for the s3 CDs. (And refuse to watch the truncated Masterpiece versions. "How would you know?" indeed!)
http://www.theguardian.com/tv-and-radio/tvandradioblog/2014/jan/03/sherlock-doctor-who-fans-influencing-tv
Caitlin Moran can write both lovely, and snarky, prose but she seems to have the social, er, graces of Sherlock at Christmas.
I saw it sticking out from under a box of codpieces, and I said, “That looks like a maquette,” and it was. And then I saw the label. Isn’t it exciting?
- Anna
http://www.thetimes.co.uk/tto/public/article3941281.ece
UP Benedict Cumberbatch
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This week, the most staggeringly unlikely bitch-off in the history of pop was recounted by one of the participants themselves — Bendybum Cumbybag, aka Bumperdinck Cumberbats, aka Benedict Cumberbatch — in an interview with GQ .
Really, if you’ve got a former Harrovian, plum-voiced sex actor v the Long-Reigning and Dirty-Fighting Queen of Pop, Madonna, you’d know where to place your bets if things got a bit hissy. BUT YOU’D BE WRONG.
“I met Madonna,” Cumberbatch recounted. “She said, ‘You’re the one with the strange name’. I said, ‘Yes, I am, Madonna .....’”
TEN POINTS AND A VIP BOOTH AT RUPAUL’S DRAG RACE TO FENDERWICKS CLUMBERHOUND.
Being a scientist is as exciting, creative, and interesting as being an artist.
Looking at the sunset, I love that my brain goes to color, wavelength, rotation of the Earth, why the horizon disappears, why it looks different.
That's just how I see the world, and I love it. It's like being in love with every aspect of the Universe.
Did that sound geeky enough?
From Jamie S. Rich's review of Parade's End:
"The actor's love scenes are awkward. It's like watching a salamander crawl through ice cream. A cheap jab, I know. I am sure there are certain corners of the internet rallying against me as we speak. Desite being an awkward lover (and, no, I don't think that's all him being "in character"), Cumberbatch is otherwise quite good. He has a knack for playing men who are out of step with those around him and obstinate in the face of dissent."
One light year is the distance travelled by light in one year, 9.5tn km. Voyager 1, the sole man-made object to have left our solar system, has travelled only 0.002 light years since its 1977 launch. -- Anjana Ahuja, FT Comment 11/11/13
If you love theatre or music, get thee to the Met Opera for the revival of Herbert Wornecke's glorious production of Frau ohne Schatten.
LONDON, UK — Even in death, a body tells the story of its life. Yellow-stained fingers indicate a cigarette habit. Bruises on the lower legs reveal the clumsy stumbling of an alcoholic. Tattoos and teeth can speak volumes about their owners’ fortunes, losses and loves.
As a pathology technician and former mortician, Carla Valentine’s career has been about reconstructing lives and deaths based on such physical evidence left behind.
It was ideal preparation for her current role as assistant technical curator at Barts Pathology Museum in central London.
That’s a benign title for what has to be one of this city’s most unusual jobs: the daily care of 5,000 human organs and tissues housed in glass jars and acrylic cases in an airy Victorian atrium in St. Bartholomew’s Hospital.
The earliest specimens date from the 1750s; the last were accepted in the 1970s. There are gout-afflicted toes, punctured scalps and everything in between.
Since taking over the daily maintenance of the long-neglected collection, Valentine has reorganized its shelves and replaced some of the aging jars, or pots. She’s also made it her mission to reconstruct the stories of the living, breathing humans to whom those organs once belonged.
“It’s not just about the science or the humanities,” says Valentine, a 32-year-old Liverpool native. “It’s about the people behind the pots.” Valentine was hired two years ago in the hope of salvaging the collection and eventually opening it to the public.
She reorganized the neglected and leaking specimens, repotted some herself and peeled away the industrial carpet tiles to reveal a gleaming wooden floor. The museum now occasionally opens for special events, and there’s an ongoing effort to raise funds to open it to the public.
British law governs the public viewing of human remains, and the museum will need a special license to admit visitors to the whole collection. At the moment, all specimens less than 100 years old must be stored on the upper floors, which remain closed to visitors.
Domizio argues that despite its seeming anachronism, the collection remains vitally important to the medical profession.
“Would anyone suggest that a car mechanic qualify without ever seeing or handling an engine part?” she says. Disposing of the collection, as many universities have done, she adds, “would be the ultimate betrayal of the individuals who donated their gifts.” [READ MORE]
At the rate they’re moving though, I’ll be 23 when season 5 comes out.
And Mr C will be an OAP.
"What has always been key to me is the work. In these situations where things are overwhelming, or devastating, or where I've felt completely lost, or where I've been soaring on top of the world and getting a little out of touch, or where maybe I'm feeling all those things at once, my go-to tool is always the music in front of me. I warm up, I get into character, I look at my score, I go back and do the work. What interests me is the process: how do we get from this point to that point? The longer I do this, the less magical it seems. It's just this physiological thing happening. But, as physiology goes, it's pretty wonderful."
In the 1960's The Official History Of The Second World War was written. This was put together by The Cabinet Office and was a complicated procedure. It was largely written under the direction of editorial teams who were appointed to look at the different theatres of the war. They took evidence both from the papers that were extant at the time, and also took written evidence from the commanders concerned, and I have to say this with a great deal of regret, because it was badly done in Wingate's case. The direction of volume three, Burma, was under the direction of Major General Woodburn-Kirby, who had been a Staff Officer in Delhi and who had to face up to Wingate's intemperate behaviour, his tantrums, his impertinent demands, his rudeness and his refusal to take rank seriously. It's not altogether true that Kirby took his revenge by making sure that Wingate was blackened but out of all the volumes of The Official History of The Second World War, volume three is the only one which contains an ad hominem attack on a commander - namely Wingate.
http://www.war-experience.org/history/keyfigures/wingate/