And here's a bonus episode for all of you -- all just a wee little diversion from my previously scheduled review episode (which I'm getting back to very soon!), full of my belated thoughts on Jodie Whittaker and her recent casting as the Thirteenth Doctor.
So, please join me as I discuss Jodie herself, as well as Chris Chibnall's soon-to-be stewardship of the show, finally having a female Doctor in our midst (at least as far as the TV show is concerned!), fandom's myriad reactions to the casting news, lots of gender stuff, and, finally, just my own reaction to the news.
And as I said, this is basically a 'mini'-style episode, but again, as with previous 'mini episodes', its admittedly not particularly short in length (yes, despite the diminutive name status!) It's just how I currently differentiate such episodes from the 'regular' episodes, especially when taking a break from the regularly scheduled program. But that's all inside baseball. Or something.
Oh, and also from a production standpoint, this episode admittedly took a few weeks to edit with all my own recent Life Stuff slowing things down, so some things mentioned may be a bit dated here and here, but it's all good. I doubt it will impact anything, really!Anyway, as always, glad to have you all here and please do enjoy the ride!
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Still! I've been cutting back on a lot of little things that have been dogging my nights, while trying to let the bigger things that won't be cut back on roll off my back a little more, I suppose time will tell how any of it affects my larger stress levels.
I need to sit down and write.
Frasier is a much better show than anyone remembers.
The news is horrifying. Kinda puts my own shit in terrible perspective, at least.
Bub WILL NOT FUCKING STOP walking back and forth across my lap SO I GUESS THAT'S IT FOR NOW.
And oh my god, you guys, I will, no holds barred, see Oak in literally anything he does from here on out. "Fucking magnificent" doesn't begin to cover what I saw him do tonight. Gorgeous-beyond-belief singing, both in humor and drama; gorgeous acting, physically, vocally, presence-wise, comedy and tragedy. He is. So big. We were sitting in amazing mezzanine seats (amazing how your eyes don't strain right out of your head anywhere that's not the nosebleed seats!) -- anyway, the cast spent a lot of time moving through the audience, and he was like. Right there. He did the walking-right-by-us thing. Oh my gosh, dude. Oh my fucking gosh.
This isn't even getting into the staging, which was just staggeringly well-orchestrated. They did this beautiful effect for snowfall, where they lowered single orange bulbs on long wires (or tubes?) from above, and I'm not doing it justice, but it just stopped me breathing. Anyway -- I'm so sorry to hear that it'll be closing in three weeks. It's a huge shame its sales weren't better, and I can totally see why they'd offer Mandy Patinkin the Pierre role, but I don't know that I'd want to see anyone else pull it off.
BUT it was still lots of fun anyway; I spent a ton of money, in keeping with tradition, and got some new art (I am gonna run out of wall space, but probably not anytime soon since I still haven't found frames for everything from last year) and other goodies. The main panel I wanted to get to was the Star Trek: Discovery panel in Ballroom 20, which I'd told Mom I'd at least try and get into on her behalf, since she couldn't go. The line was dreadful when I got there and I wasn't optimistic, but it moved much quicker than I expected and I actually ended up getting in three panels ahead.
DISCOVERY LOOKS SO GREAT, UGHHHHHHHH I HAD SO MANY FEELINGS.
( Panel highlights )
Then there was some hilarity on Monday because my father had misread the tickets for our flight home. So we arrived at 8:30 for a 10:30 AM flight, went to check our bags...and discovered that, in fact, our flight was for 10:30 PM. To be honest, I just burst out laughing when we learned, but Dad and Doug spent most of the day sulking. I mean, it was annoying, sure, but it wasn't that bad. It's better, as Doug pointed out once we finally got home, than the time he was going to visit our parents in Australia, misread the tickets, and realized he was more than twelve hours late for his flight. I ended up finding a movie theater not far from the airport, the fancy kind with big reclining seats, good food, and alcohol, so we took a Lyft over there and saw Baby Driver. I had a couple of excellent Moscow Mules, which improved my tolerance for their sulking, and the movie was lots of fun.
I spent the following weekend popping large amounts of sparkling wine with Mom in our relief over the healthcare vote. CRIPES I can't even tell you how fucking relieved we were, Internet. And that Monday, the 31st, I took a half-day from work, and went downtown to have lunch with newredshoes. We have been friends for aaaaaages but have never actually met in person before and IT WAS SO GREAAAAAAT, we had brunch at Kramerbooks (and cocktails when they switched over to their lunch menu) and talked for ages and bought books and it was just a total delight.
So, all in all, July went pretty well, I would say. Well done, universe, that's definitely made it a bit easier to bear August.
Immediately reevaluating how I spend my free time and looking into making more of it. I think I've just been putting too much on myself, it keeps hitting me that I've barely played video games since the fire and I miss them, the occasional Dream Daddy weekend just isn't cutting it. Need to better balance work, general life maintenance (which is where MOST of my free time is going these days), and things I actually enjoy. Right now, I make time to read a few comics every night and that's usually it. Anything else is a special, rare treat when I've worked my ass off to clear my plate, and I thought I was doing okay, but tonight threw that notion out the window, so obviously it can't continue.
Being the only person in the household to have a job for going on two years now isn't helping, but as long as that particular source of stress isn't going away, I've got to be making more of a concerted effort to disperse it, because what happened today really can't happen again, woof.
Okay, that's all I've got for this week. Think I'm gonna spend some time tonight transferring my mods over to my new computer like I've been meaning to forever.
Some other links while I warm up to my July check-in:
I guess I really feel like July was kind of a wash. I spent a lot of it feeling really wound up and overwhelmed, and did not ~accomplish much of anything that I set out to, career-wise and personally. That said, I had a GREAT time many times over with many different great people. But I think July 2017 has been the month I've updated the least that didn't involve a three-week trip away from the internet. The med fuckery has not helped, and ultimately I have to chalk a lot of it up to that, frustrating as it is. I ended the month with a glorious brief escape, and I began this one with an absolutely stimulating and encouraging writing workshop. "You have to give yourself what you need" should be the theme of August, every which way. Note. To. Self.