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Post by aussiedoctorwhofan on Nov 5, 2019 1:06:22 GMT
Just received a "10% off because we have missed you" voucher from Book Depo.. Even though I have done 2 large $value orders in the last 5 weeks.. Awesome.
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Post by timegirl on Nov 5, 2019 2:33:16 GMT
In order to cheer myself up after having to come back to reality after my trip, I spent most of the day planning out my costume and backstory for my character for the Stranger Things Secret Cinema event my boyfriend and I are going to in January đ Itâs an immersive secret role playing event set during season 3 of Stranger Things at a Hawkins High reunion and everyone gets assigned an original character. Iâm Alyssa Skinner, from class of â82. Iâm the class clown and a member of drama club. I also had to pick a â80s style for my character so I picked New Romantic, because itâs dramatic and I like a challenge. So I decided my character will wear all pink and black based off a dress I got. I also decided my character moved to Hawkins from New York City when she was 13. My character and my boyfriendâs character are also a couple and met at Hawkins High drama class because we got paired up do a scene from Romeo and Juliet. My boyfriendâs character is a popular kid from a wealthy Hawkins family but my character is from the wrong side of the tracks and plays pranks as a defense mechanism. Since graduating our characters spent the last few years traveling across Europe together.
Has anyone else ever been to a Secret Cinema event? If so any general tips? Or is anyone else going to Stranger Things Secret Cinema?đ
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2019 7:08:35 GMT
Yay, had a great afternoon! First I did a nice long walk, even the sun did show for a short time in between the clouds. Then I drove back towards my place, stopping on the way to look at the photo exhibition of a colleague of mine from work. She is an Urban Explorer, or since we are living in the middle of nowhere with nothing really urban around in a 60km radius, "rural explorer". She goes into old abandoned buildings and haunted places and takes pictures. I find this utterly fascinating, even before I have ever seen "Blink". She took some awesome atmospheric pictures which really captured the mood. And she even had a few ghost stories to tell of what she encountered in these ruins. She even caught one of the ghosts on video when she went into an old abandoned tuberculosis clinic. WOW. I love this stuff. Sadly I am not sensitive enough to have ever experienced things like that, although I have visited plenty of haunted places at night time. I think you need to be susceptible somehow, and I am missing something. I once went with a friend, and she experienced something, and felt something, even before we knew the place was haunted, but I think the ghosts could dance a conga on my head and I would not feel a thing. Then I came home and in my letter box a surprise from a friend of mine was waiting. She has sent me old Who fanzines from the 90s. GERMAN Who fanzines from the Wilderness years. Back then, the series did not really exist in Germany, and only a select few knew of it. Basically a kind of secret society. Fandom history cannot get any more random and obscure than this. Awesome. This should be interesting. Now I am huddling up on my couch, cup of tea ready, and enjoying a browse and I hope I will get some listening in, too. Deeply obscure content is definitely my jam (particularly fanzines and the like), but I'm often disappointed by how hard it is to share it. The Dalek Books, for example, are a wonderful bit of Whodom that (for one reason or another) have never been reprinted in their entirety. They've got some of the deepest examinations of Skaro as a planet, Daleks as a society and the third release is dedicated to a pre- Master Plan Sarah Kingdom and the actions of the Space Security Service. It feels so strange that with everything digitised these days there are stories where "out-of-print" still means "out-of-reach". Still, I remember the recent hardback reprints of The Crusaders, Daleks and Zarbi and suddenly nothing's a locked door.
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Post by barnabaslives on Nov 5, 2019 8:16:02 GMT
Made my day: Met my third personal support worker this morning. Fingers crossed, it sounds like we might be able to make it work maybe. She picked me up the rental listings from a local community outreach and dropped them off this afternoon, bless her. She might know someone who can help me move.
Not made my day: Not an hour after my wife's attorney e-mailed me a copy of the court papers saying the divorce is now final, my ex e-mailed me that she's having the phone turned off this Saturday. Says this is plenty of time to get my own phone. Here I was hoping that if she got the divorce she was so obsessed over getting, maybe she'd be happy and ease up a little bit.
She had construction guys out today tearing down the fence. I urged her to check and see if it just needed new posts, I urged her daughter to consider that since she's supervising, got told to shut up, and got on unfriended on FB over it. That fence could have have likely lasted at least another five years with a couple of new posts. Why do I feel like I'm just getting my nose rubbed in it how much money she has to burn that she can spend thousands on unnecessary repairs after I spent five months listening to her attorney whining every chance she got about how my ex "doesn't have the money to support the both of us"?
I probably could have lived for a year or two on what the fence is going to cost, just like I could have lived a year on what her attorney cost and that wasn't even necessary either, I'd have been only too happy to sell myself short in negotiations. I've had a mindset for 20 years of trying to figure out how to save this woman money, and I'm going to ask for more than I need in a settlement? More like rubbing my nose in how she could afford one and I couldn't than anything that makes any sense beyond just someone with money to burn who's just spoiling for a fight and abusing the courts to get one.
I got papers back from Social Security rejecting my application that remind me she's making $8200 a month while I'm getting $700 in spousal support - less a month than my disability benefits were before we were married five years ago, that I gave up just to be a tax write off so she could see more money while I didn't.
Also not making my day, I started looking at the rental listings and I'm not seeing much, and mostly apartments that cost as much or more than the mortgage payment on this three story house. They're as much a month as my spousal support is going to be. Divorce papers say if I can't find an apartment I can go stay in a motel like that's not going to try costing even more than an apartment at the rate things are going. Not a word about severe disability and the need for handicapped access. A motel with two flights of stairs to the shower like I lived in once is not going to be an option here.
Says in the divorce papers I don't get to take any pets. We were supposed to have a discussion about that and it never happened. I really wanted to take Bear with me, he loves to sit in my lap and he'd be a wonderful lap cat if he got some care so I don't keep catching fleas and mites from him. If I could get a place with a bath on the same floor, I might even be able to keep him cared for.
Ten months of spousal neglect and abuse this year alone and I'm still her whipping boy. This is not the work of the woman I married, this is the work of someone absolutely determined to see that I have nothing in this world, that I lose everyone and everything that matters to me. I tried to talk to her and all I got is the occasional admission that she seems to think she has the right to do whatever she pleases because she lost her dad. I lost a dad that day too, but I've lost a whole family and all of the animals over it on top of that, and she thinks she "has a right to be shattered"? My mind is just reeling.
If I'd ever cheated on her or beat her or exploited her, maybe I could understand but all I ever did was get sick, and I literally did everything I could not to be, and I did everything I could for nobody else to be either. All she ever did about that was belittle my best efforts at every turn.
I don't suppose there's any way I can fight all this, I probably still can't afford an attorney even now, and not until I get the rest of my settlement. She has six months to come up with that and I'm sure she'll take exactly that long.
Woke up to the sound of her dog barking for an hour, I don't know why she lets that go on. Bit like Chinese Water Torture. It stops just long enough for me to drift back to sleep and then it starts again, so I got woken up 50 times in one hour. Brings back terrible memories of her last Corgi, he got megaesophagus and I think it was the better part of two years of being woken up nightly by shrieking that he was going to vomit on the carpet, having to leap out of bed to grab towels, and then not being able to get back to sleep for the adrenalin.
What I went though trying to keep the last one alive, tried to build him a special box to keep him upright and had to try to improvise it out of a plastic tote and keep him propped up in it somehow. I don't know how someone could get another Corgi and not think of that, and that goes for my daughter-in-law too for that being only one of a number of animals abandoned to my care. Here, you care for this rabbit. You care for this cat. You care for this dog. Did I ever get a thank you for that? Does ingratitude really run in the family?
It really makes me sick, these animals were literally like our own children, every night before bedtime she'd finally come down the stairs we'd spend fifteen or twenty minutes laughing about what they did today and putting words in their mouths to match their personalities. That they would mean that much to us and then she'd turn around and neglect them like she has this year is still beyond belief. You can tell this is a very different woman than I knew just over the fact that the former local Audubon president suddenly thinks life is too short to be bothered filling up the hummingbird feeders anymore. This is not all about her and me, it's all about her, am I right?
I keep hearing how people are typically nasty to each other in divorces, but when beloved animals (or children) are made to suffer too because of it, I still think that is something very different. I also think maybe it's very different when I didn't do anything wrong. If this weren't the particular state that it is with its particular marriage laws, she couldn't even have gotten a divorce without lying her eyes out, is my understanding. Instead she lied her eyes out just trying her best to try to see that I leave here literally penniless.
It's really starting to sink in just how badly I got screwed in this deal, and I'm still amazed at all the papers I'm being sent that tell me her responsibilities ended the minute she filed for divorce rather than when the divorce is granted. That doesn't seem to be how Social Security sees it - today is the first day I'm eligible for benefits because being married and under the same roof even if we are at opposite ends of the house with a divorce pending means she is a resource according to them, I have to count her income as mine even if I don't have access to a penny of it and never did and our assets were described as separate in court. I'm still not sure that I wasn't supposed to have access to her accounts for medical and legal fees that I never got.
I'm so sick of hearing it from every direction including my best friend how I'm so negligent for not being better prepared and not planning better to move out. Don't supposed I dared tell him how much he was sounding like my wife's attorney. It's only a week ago that I had anything to plan with or move with, there wasn't any point in hunting for apartments months in advance that would be gone by the time I had any money to put down on them months later. It didn't even look like I was going to get any money besides too little to live on until at the very last minute last week when at least the judge managed that much mercy.
Well, at least I got the mercy of five extra days. The eviction says one month from Nov 1, whereas my ex tried to make the countdown start on Sept 25 by handing me a check four hours after the hearing that I haven't even been able to deposit yet for having support workers bail out on me. She had be sure to record my receipt of the check over my protest that it was a felony to do so without my permission. I should have stuck to my guns about that but I ended up putting up with it just so she'd go away.
Attorney had the gall to send a cover letter with the final divorce telling me the same thing she's been telling me over and over for months about how it's in my best interest to start looking for a place, and then close it wishing me the best of luck like she didn't just spend five months going well out of her way to see I had no luck whatsoever and nowhere to go. Telling the judge in the actual court documents that it looked to her like I dove onto a concrete sidewalk deliberately, now I've heard it it all. No chance of her or my ex answering for perjury apparently?
Her attorney seems to delight in reminding me that my wife isn't responsible for me any more and isn't obligated to help me even to get me out of here. Sure, but what about the four years we were married when you couldn't pin a responsibility on her?
I still worry so much what's going to happen to this family, I'm starting to think the only way my wife knows to keep someone around is to keep them dependent on and indebted to her as long as they can't come up with a criticism. I don't think her anger is going to stop when I'm gone, I think it's going to come looking for the kids next and the implosion is going to continue because the cause isn't being addressed. If they hadn't moved back with here the baby, I'm not even sure this divorce would have happened, but they did, so next you know I'm disposable instead of indispensable. I know we really had something once, or at least I was so sure - when did it turn into me being used, and then her complaining that I'm using her because I added some necessities to the shopping list?
I replied to her e-mail asking her to change the phone to my name or let me pay for it, something so that there's isn't interruption of service just when I need it most. I wrote, "If you EVER loved me, PLEASE don't make things harder than they already are". I've no reason to expect that will ever find a nerve to touch. All of this year I've begged, pleaded and tried to appeal to her conscience. The only time she's done the right thing about anything this entire year is because I pointed out that the appearances are starting to crumble.
The fence is only getting fixed because I told her if the house really matters so to much to her, maybe she ought start caring for it and worry about the fence blowing down, so she gets to rub in both the cost of that and that I was the one that brought it up, I suppose. Get an e-mail that she's keeping the first dog after all after months of not caring whether he stays or goes - "as you pointed out, he is my dog" - yes, and I shouldn't have had to point it out for someone to act like they care, emphasize act, any more than I should have had to point out I could use a working shower down here after three years of barely being able to brave the stairs or a lawn chair with a pillow to sit on upstairs like the one I have to sit on downstairs.
Don't know how many times I hinted about that (as in specifically trying to add such a chair to the shopping list) but nothing ever happened like nothing ever happened with so many things. Drag myself up the stairs so I can see my granddaughter and then five minutes later I have go back down the stairs to sit in my special chair because nobody can be bothered to pick up another $12 plastic lawn chair with a sloping seat so I can spend more time with family. I even tried dragging the chair up and down the stairs a couple of times when I could barely get myself up and down them so I could spend more than five minutes looking at my grandbaby but that didn't last long for trying to make a fall on the stairs even more likely. Could I maybe use a safety rail on those stairs? Thanks for never asking.
I even finally ended up getting chewed on for spending anything, got told I should be saving for the grandbaby's college fund. I got told that if I wanted anything whatsoever in a divorce settlement I was stealing my grandbaby's future. I go to ask if anyone really wants to be spending the grandbaby's future on unnecessary home repairs then and I get unfriended on FB by my own step-daughter. Worst of all, I don't what's gotten into them, but I don't know how to stop caring about them or the pets, or fairness or decency.
Also worst of all, she knows - she knows exactly how hard all of this is on me, she knows better than most that the impact of all this is twice on me what it is on a lot of people. I have such a hard time to get my head around the details, I have such a hard time trying to process stuff let alone a lot of stuff at once. She knows the troubles I've had with anxiety and stress, and if I didn't know better I'd think she's actually enjoying how much this is capable of affecting me.
I'm still trying to process the police telling me to get an attorney about my wife stealing my mail after telling me it's legal for her to steal my mail if we're married. Is it just me or does that not make a lot of sense whatsoever?
After everything I need to get chewed on for buying audiobooks instead of saving for the grandbaby's college fund seriously? I never get to go anywhere, I haven't been to a theater in 10 years, I can barely stand a thing on television, my music purchases the last ten years barely top fifty dollars, I own a whole three movies on DVD, and now I wasn't even supposed to buy the only thing that got me through spending five years studying biology in vain at gunpoint. I'd feel like making a Big Finish purchase JUST to say "F--k you" to that if it weren't pedantic.
This poor cat. He won't get out of my lap, lol. It's just breaking my heart to think I'm spending my last few weeks with him. I can't even get my head around that. Hard enough trying to keep my head above water over her taking the dog away for the last month I'm here without warning. We've been best buds for six years now. We took a lot of walks together before I took ill. We used to watch Dark Shadows and Doctor Who DVDs together. I sat here listening to him crying for not being cared for properly for most of this year and then I'm supposed to think someone took him away because they actually care about him?
So let's see, where am I? Oh, instead of getting to go see a doctor, I get to go see the phone company, IF my support worker has that much free time this week - most likely without getting to bathe first, is that right? Do I want a shower and a doctor to look at me or do I want a phone to use for apartment hunting and some food to eat? Do I want me to a get a shower or this miserable cat to get his first bath in four years? I'm weary of having to make choices like that, and of being forced into that position.
Sorry, I am just rambling and spewing here. I don't know that good it even does, nothing changes. Not for the better, anyway. I just keep asking what in God's name did I do to deserve all this. Does no good deed go unpunished, literally? I need things to fall through with just one more support worker and I really will be leaving here with nothing, not that I'll be leaving with anything that really matters.
I go to spew on a support forum, they tell me she's a "malignant narcissist" of some kind. I go to look up how that happens. We don't know, but we've mapped out changes in the brain. Let me guess, maybe same thing that got in our lungs got in her brain because she has crap genes on both sides of her family for keeping infections out of there hence their histories, and they gave her a breathing medicine associated with personality changes on top of it. What good does would it do if that were right? I try to be understanding and tell myself she probably can't help herself because she's sick, what good does that do? I wasn't going to hate her anyway, it doesn't change anything.
I shouldn't even be saying any of this, sometimes I even think I have it all coming for being willing to spew about it, real men buck up and keep their woes to themselves and etc and I'm sure everyone's had their share of heartaches - I could put up with it actually, I still don't know how much I really did put up with that maybe I shouldn't have without saying a word about it - but that's me and where my life is at the minute.
If I could only think that a month from now I'll really be squared away in a halfway decent place and able to make ends meet until my settlement comes through, I'd relax and rejoice instead of staring at the walls in disbelief before I start climbing them. That's about all I can do about things at this hour.
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Post by Whovitt on Nov 5, 2019 8:25:02 GMT
The number of downloads in my Big Finish account just ticked over to exactly 900 releases. In a small way that's made my day
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Post by barnabaslives on Nov 5, 2019 9:06:49 GMT
The number of downloads in my Big Finish account just ticked over to exactly 900 releases. In a small way that's made my day Do you have Bernice CDs? Don't forget to add them to your total :-)
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Post by Whovitt on Nov 5, 2019 9:10:23 GMT
The number of downloads in my Big Finish account just ticked over to exactly 900 releases. In a small way that's made my day Do you have Bernice CDs? Don't forget to add them to your total :-) Yep, I have every Benny CD other than Many Happy Returns (at least I think that had a CD run, but I've got the download) and that very early release with the two shorter stories on it. I think it's called Buried Treasures or something like that. I've also got the Cyberman collection rather than the individual releases. Adding everything up it must be getting pretty close to 960-970
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Post by shutupbanks on Nov 5, 2019 10:49:43 GMT
Nov 5, 2019 16:16:02 GMT 8 barnabaslives said: I still worry so much what's going to happen to this family, I'm starting to think the only way my wife knows to keep someone around is to keep them dependent on and indebted to her as long as they can't come up with a criticism. I don't think her anger is going to stop when I'm gone, I think it's going to come looking for the kids next and the implosion is going to continue because the cause isn't being addressed. If they hadn't moved back with here the baby, I'm not even sure this divorce would have happened, but they did, so next you know I'm disposable instead of indispensable. I know we really had something once, or at least I was so sure - when did it turn into me being used, and then her complaining that I'm using her because I added some necessities to the shopping list? This is going to be hard - and Iâve never had to go through this, but I have friends and families of students who have - but these people are no longer your family. These pets are, sadly, no longer your responsibility. All you can do is get out of there as quickly as possible and find somewhere else to live, even if it is only on a temporary basis. You have to make that cut as quickly and cleanly as possible. When you have relocated yourself you can start to look into things like reporting them for animal neglect or cruelty. While you are there they have complete control over you and your actions. Good luck Ian
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2019 18:17:45 GMT
I shouldn't even be saying any of this, sometimes I even think I have it all coming for being willing to spew about it, real men buck up and keep their woes to themselves Well that's simply not true my friend, that ridiculous notion went out in the 90's, if not before. I spill my woes constantly every day, I cry if I want too, in front of who I want too, and if anyone thinks less of me for being emotionally open then that's their problem to deal with, it's not mine
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Post by Digi on Nov 6, 2019 20:48:23 GMT
I don't know that it made or broke my day, but I did absolutely have a headshake/"wooooow" moment this morning.... At work, we had an all-hands (company is global, 50-odd sites worldwide) conference call scheduled, and the subject today was how they're spinning off part of the business into a new corporation, and introducing the guy who's going to be the CEO of the newly-formed company. Started out with your typical corporate executive nonsense talk about how he's such a great guy, and the owner of the current company has known him for however many years, blah blah. This new guy comes onto the phone and continues the standard corporate line of how excited he is to be here to do this, then pivots to explaining his professional background. Still okay, right? The guy wants to explain to people that he has experience, that he's not just some nobody plucked off the street, that his expertise is relevant, etc. Not a big deal. Here's the kicker: After telling us that his most recent position was on the board of some big American bank (Chase, or something like that, I forget which but it was one of the huge ones), this clown actually has the gall to say, on this global all-call, that he hopes everyone appreciates that he "took a significant personal financial risk" leaving his job there to come be CEO at this new company. It's not often that floral literary language like "reeled" hits home the way it's meant to, but that's exactly what happened to me in that moment. I mentally reeled for a good minute that someone actually had the temerity to say, on a global call, that people (many of whom, if they're anything like me, are just barely squeaking by) should be grateful that this toad took a "risk" by leaving his cushy bank executive job for a CEO job. Oh my god, you poor dear, you gave up your $20m/year job to take a $15m/year job instead? How ever will you pay your bills or afford groceries?! You hear ridiculous stories about clueless entitled wealthy people all the time, but to actually (well, on a call) run into one so utterly and openly brazen about it was absolutely stunning.
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Post by barnabaslives on Nov 6, 2019 21:17:52 GMT
Making my day the last two days getting a couple of things done. Yesterday I was on the phone for six hours trying to navigate the disability process a little better now that being married per se isn't going to get in the way of benefits, and trying to make sure I get a little spare medication while I still have insurance, looked at where I can find boxes for moving, and various things.
Today the new personal support worker came out and got me to the shower, to the store, and picked up the prescriptions. That's the first time anyone has ever helped me to the freaking shower after three years of serious trouble getting there. Was starting to get stomach problems again from trying to conserve the food I had left and now the freezer's full again so I don't have to do that. Had to go to the store in slippers the way my feet are swollen and so dopey from meds that I forgot to do my hair after I got out of the shower but hey, I have some food and things to nibble on to keep mt guts from staging a revolt.
Kept my rescheduled appointment for a phone consultation with an attorney today also - sounds pretty bleak but maybe if I'm lucky I have a tiny bit of leverage against being thrown out with no place to go. (He confirms we're having a housing shortage - yeah, tell me about it. Perhaps that's why people think they can charge as much for an apartment as for a house around here).
It's nice very having people in my corner for two and half hours. What a difference that makes!
Also managed to pull out of a funk in the wee hours and write a couple things for a fringe forum, I was about so down I couldn't even listen to an audiobook, still have the new Short Trip to look forward to when I'm fully back into the spirit.
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Post by aussiedoctorwhofan on Nov 6, 2019 21:56:03 GMT
Iron Maiden finally announced their Australia tour. May 2020. And Adelaide is included woo hoo.. 1st day ticket buyer for sure. And Bruce Dickinson is hosting our major rock radio show today for a few hours at lunchtime..
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Post by Hieronymus on Nov 6, 2019 22:12:19 GMT
Two hours of lying still for a medical scan in a quiet room, so a chance to listen to some BF!
...but my iPod died 1 minute in, so I got two hours of easy-listening pseudo-classics on piano instead.
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Post by aussiedoctorwhofan on Nov 6, 2019 23:33:33 GMT
We have a battery operated AM/FM radio in our workplace area. So far this morning, Whitesnake, Beatle, Poison and Def Leppard and it's just turned 10am !
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Post by melkur on Nov 7, 2019 1:18:05 GMT
This afternoon I watched the fourth series of 'She-Ra', as it came out yesterday, and am looking forward to the next (& hopefully not final) series next year! In/around London this evening I listened to Nicholas Courtney's reading of his autobiography 'A Soldier In Time', I have to say it was nice hearing his voice again (and for my hometown to get a namecheck on a couple of occasions...). In one of life's weird coincidence, he mentioned standing on a bus on its way from Waterloo to Aldershot as I was sat waiting at Aldershot station to do the reverse journey...
I'm not saying that 'Henry VI' at The Globe was bloody weird, but- No, wait. Yes, yes I am...
-Base under siege vibes (not weird in itself, but the stage was partially boarded up for acts 2 & 3, which didn't totally work)
-Jack Cade and his 'gang' were dressed like the murderer from series 5 of 'Luther'
-Characters spending the second half of the show in full football get-up (well, minus the boots obviously, 'health & safety)
-Mounds & mounds of dirt strewn across the stage (because art?)
Needless to say, I wasn't exactly surprised when the older gentlemen sat either side of me walked out during the second interval... 'Went back in after grabbing some water and there was a burnt chaise longue HANGING FROM THE BLOODY CEILING!! (Siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh) Yeah, I'm now rethinking going to see 'Richard III' at the start of the new year...
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Post by Hieronymus on Nov 7, 2019 1:23:47 GMT
I'm not saying that 'Henry VI' at The Globe was bloody weird, but- No, wait. Yes, yes I am... Did the Globe hire a new director? That production does sound weird, and completely unlike any of the productions they've released on disc.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2019 7:37:19 GMT
Feel tired & exhaustive all the time, my doc thinks I'm high risk for another breakdown
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Post by number13 on Nov 7, 2019 12:01:01 GMT
I'm not saying that 'Henry VI' at The Globe was bloody weird, but- No, wait. Yes, yes I am... Did the Globe hire a new director? That production does sound weird, and completely unlike any of the productions they've released on disc. The suspended 'burnt chaise longue' raised a laugh here anyway, and reminded me of a 'Round the Horne' sketch about avant-garde theatre in the swinging 60s...
'But where's the lurking menace, Jules?' ' I'm coming to that... slowly, the whole cast begins to transform into... rhinoceroses!' 'OOOH, rhinocer owsa!'
Not all experimental ideas are good ones!
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Post by melkur on Nov 7, 2019 12:38:15 GMT
I'm not saying that 'Henry VI' at The Globe was bloody weird, but- No, wait. Yes, yes I am... Did the Globe hire a new director? That production does sound weird, and completely unlike any of the productions they've released on disc. I think they have, yes. So far as I recall, it was directed by the person who did Henries IV & V over the summer, featuring much of the same cast, which both seemed pretty normal. (Shrugs) Maybe it's just their studio-space adaptions that are... 'Out there'?
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Post by aussiedoctorwhofan on Nov 8, 2019 4:47:55 GMT
Off to see another international (USA) metal band tonight in my hometown. I have 8 international metal bands between tonight and the Iron Maiden show in May 2020
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