Two types of media that made me think today
I went back to the physio today. My ankle is feeling much better - there has been a noticeable improvement in stability and pain levels since I was last there. The swelling has also gone down a lot on both my ankle and my knee.
This meant that she could look at my knee and work out what I actually did to it. Turns out I have ruptured the ligaments on the outside of my left knee. Fortunately, it seems that I didn't do the internal ones, which means no reconstructive knee surgery for me. I have more exercises to do, another visit on Friday, instructions to keep icing it, and the expectation of increased pain when the swelling in the knee goes down more. Oh, joy.
I am going to be out of frisbee for the next two weeks for certain. No running practice for me. I might manage to make it down for throwing/catching practice, but it will be hard to resist running, so maybe not. It'll be another two to four weeks after that before I'll be allowed to play again, depending on how things heal. If I was playing a sport that wasn't as injury-ridden as frisbee, I'd be allowed back sooner, but as it is, no frisbee for nishatalitha
has this fanvid by Seah and Margie to a song called Handlebars by The Flobots. It's a very clever meta look at the powers that the Doctor has and what he does with them. It's disturbing and slightly depressing and in the end, he's always alone. And somewhat crazy. Dr Who: The Water of Mars reminded me a lot of that vid, only it's an hour instead of a few seconds.
The Doctor has always been a bit crazy; I think that's a prerequisite for who he is. And Christopher Eccleston did the quietly going crazy PTSD Doctor very well. David Tenant does an excellent version of the pieces visibly falling apart in a sort of manic hysterical way. At this point, I'm starting to think that the most merciful thing for him would be to either take him to a nice quiet place where people live long lives and leave him there for fifty years or so, or to end it permanently. But neither of those make for good television.
And time has Fixed Points and if the Doctor can change one of those, what else can he change? What else will he change.
So, just as at the end of the Easter special, the Doctor is alone: Sarah Jane has her son and her own life; Jack is either with Torchwood or wandering the universe for a bit; Martha is a capable and respected member of UNIT (and possibly Torchwood) and has a much loved fiancee; Rose is in some sort of alternate dimension with a human version of the Doctor; and Donna is not allowed to remember. They have all chosen, or had chosen for them, lives without him. Being the last of your species would suck.
I was very impressed with the actor playing Adelaide Brooke, and with the character. Now there is a woman with a spine of steel. I liked her much more than I liked Dr River Song (although not as much as I like Donna). At some point, I may watch it again for her. I wanted to cry at the end, because she was right and she made things right.
I also read an interesting novella called Purple and Black by K J Parker today. It reminded me of The Prince and of Roman history - Vespasian and Hadrian. Ignore the timing issues; they're not important. And for all of the book's overt political and military focus, it's really a book about friendship and ideals. Once you have power, how do you give it up? It's not a happy-squee-joyful book; heartbreaking comes closer to the truth. I want a copy and will be looking out for other books by this author.
This meant that she could look at my knee and work out what I actually did to it. Turns out I have ruptured the ligaments on the outside of my left knee. Fortunately, it seems that I didn't do the internal ones, which means no reconstructive knee surgery for me. I have more exercises to do, another visit on Friday, instructions to keep icing it, and the expectation of increased pain when the swelling in the knee goes down more. Oh, joy.
I am going to be out of frisbee for the next two weeks for certain. No running practice for me. I might manage to make it down for throwing/catching practice, but it will be hard to resist running, so maybe not. It'll be another two to four weeks after that before I'll be allowed to play again, depending on how things heal. If I was playing a sport that wasn't as injury-ridden as frisbee, I'd be allowed back sooner, but as it is, no frisbee for nishatalitha
has this fanvid by Seah and Margie to a song called Handlebars by The Flobots. It's a very clever meta look at the powers that the Doctor has and what he does with them. It's disturbing and slightly depressing and in the end, he's always alone. And somewhat crazy. Dr Who: The Water of Mars reminded me a lot of that vid, only it's an hour instead of a few seconds.
The Doctor has always been a bit crazy; I think that's a prerequisite for who he is. And Christopher Eccleston did the quietly going crazy PTSD Doctor very well. David Tenant does an excellent version of the pieces visibly falling apart in a sort of manic hysterical way. At this point, I'm starting to think that the most merciful thing for him would be to either take him to a nice quiet place where people live long lives and leave him there for fifty years or so, or to end it permanently. But neither of those make for good television.
And time has Fixed Points and if the Doctor can change one of those, what else can he change? What else will he change.
So, just as at the end of the Easter special, the Doctor is alone: Sarah Jane has her son and her own life; Jack is either with Torchwood or wandering the universe for a bit; Martha is a capable and respected member of UNIT (and possibly Torchwood) and has a much loved fiancee; Rose is in some sort of alternate dimension with a human version of the Doctor; and Donna is not allowed to remember. They have all chosen, or had chosen for them, lives without him. Being the last of your species would suck.
I was very impressed with the actor playing Adelaide Brooke, and with the character. Now there is a woman with a spine of steel. I liked her much more than I liked Dr River Song (although not as much as I like Donna). At some point, I may watch it again for her. I wanted to cry at the end, because she was right and she made things right.
I also read an interesting novella called Purple and Black by K J Parker today. It reminded me of The Prince and of Roman history - Vespasian and Hadrian. Ignore the timing issues; they're not important. And for all of the book's overt political and military focus, it's really a book about friendship and ideals. Once you have power, how do you give it up? It's not a happy-squee-joyful book; heartbreaking comes closer to the truth. I want a copy and will be looking out for other books by this author.