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Doctor Who 13.X2 - Legend of the Sea Devils
DOCTOR WHO: LEGEND OF THE SEA DEVILS (2022 Easter Special) directed by Haolu Wang | written by Chris Chibnall & Ella Road ››› Crystal Yu as Zheng Yi Sao / Madam Ching
Dream Journal 2017-10-08: Pirate Queens, Motown, and Cheese
Last night’s sleep was constantly interrupted, though thankfully not by the animals. My arm would go numb from sleeping on it, or my feet would get to cold/hot, or I had to use the toilet. As such, I amassed a collection of dreams from nearly every phase of REM sleep. Dreams from earlier REM phases aren’t any different in quality from later phases, but it’s harder to remember them because the brain tends to “overwrite” any memories of the dream.
But I’ll stop yammering now and get to the quality content you come to this blog for!
You know how those touristy places with scenic views often have those coin-operated binoculars where you can pay money to look at scenery that you can already kinda see with your own eyes? There was one of those in my dream overlooking a lake with a floating dock in the middle of it. A family was sitting in folding chairs on the dock and were performing silly dances for anyone who put money in the binoculars. I think they were trying to raise money to get a replacement set of binoculars? Anyway, I popped a few quarters in the thing, saw the family dance, and then was overcome by a fit of giggles as I imagined the phrase “cheese decade.” This is not a funny phrase in its own right, but I swear to you that it was the funniest damn thing I have ever heard in a dream. I literally fell to the ground from laughing too hard, but dreamtime Fish Davidson really needs to laugh at better jokes.
A castle was built on a mountainside that overlooked a bay. The castle was known as Cannon Wall. It had fallen into disrepair and was too much of a safety hazard to be eligible for inclusion on the historical landmark register (YES, I DREAM ABOUT BUREAUCRATIC STUFF LIKE THIS FOR REAL), so the building was set to be demolished. Out of the list of stuff that Fish Davidson likes, “castles” and “explosive demolition” are pretty high on that list, so you better believe I was sitting in a boat watching the event go down. The demolition happened right at sunset, where orange rays of light illuminated the castle walls like it was on fire as all the stone crumbled into the forest below.
One of my drawing instructors from college moved to Memphis, Tennessee. He got a tastefully decorated apartment there that had a trendy “exposed brick” aesthetic. His young son, though, was super mad about the apartment. He was fine with moving to a different city, BUT EXPOSED BRICK WAS JUST TOO DAMN MUCH FOR THAT KID TO HANDLE. He went into full-on tantrum mode. Kids can be douchebags, man.
Some placeholder people in my town decided to create a Motown-esque soul group. Every member of the group is an elegant black lady, and they all wear matching red dresses when performing. Normally I try to omit ethnicity in my dreams, but in this case, it is important to the plot. This band has so much talent that all the individual members could pursue successful solo careers that could rival Beyonce’s. I happen to see this group of locally-famous musicians huddled up outside the local Bell Telephone office and they appear to be trying to remember a legal term that was mentioned during a court case affecting the group that concluded only minutes prior. “Are you all talking about an ‘adjudgement?’“ I yell from across the street (apparently I have really good eavesdropping skills in dreams). “YES, WHITE BOY! THAT’S THE WORD!” one of the ladies yells back at me. “YOU NEED TO DISGUISE YOURSELF AS ONE OF US SO WE CAN GET CLOSE TO OUR ENEMIES AND YOU CAN TELL THEM THAT WORD YOU JUST SAID AND THEY WILL NOT LIKE HEARING BIG WORDS LIKE THAT.” And that’s the story of how I put on a red dress and learned how to dance awkwardly as the sole white lady of this group. I never spoke during performances except to say “ADJUDGEMENT!” at certain people, and I was completely okay with that.
My beloved @wildblueyoshi made an appearance in a dream doing more badass things. This time around, she was a professional treasure hunter that specialized in recovering treasure from pirate shipwrecks. Through the course of her research, she located a site that was believed to be the place where a British naval fleet sank while in pursuit of Ching Shih, the most successful pirate in history. Most Westerners haven’t heard of Ching Shih because she’s from China and is a woman (Sarcastic hooray for Western historical bias that favors white males!). The shipwreck in question ran aground and was almost immediately covered by a landslide and lost to history. My wife launches her excavation team and finds a finely-crafted marble room inside what is now a riverbank. More dirt gets moved and a vast treasure hoard comes into view. The centerpiece of the room is a gold bust of Ching Shih herself, and my wife realizes that she didn’t find a shipwreck; she found the lost treasure of Madam Ching, which was believed to have been only a myth. I AM SO PROUD OF MY WIFE, BECAUSE PEOPLE GET FEATURED ON THE COVER OF NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC FOR STUFF LIKE THIS.
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That’s a vintage portrait of Ching Shih right there. She’s truly a badass.
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historical figures in the thirteenth doctor's era zheng yi sao, a.k.a. madam ching the lost treasure of flor de la mar is worth any amount of statues.
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