More Randomosity!
Sep. 1st, 2007 01:43 pm- If I ever go to another Sci-fi/Doctor Who convention (not likely, but): The problem with using a wheelchair is that it really gets in the way of participating in costuming -- no matter how fabulous or accurate a costume may be otherwise, the first thing people see is the chair. If I want to dress as a character, that pretty much leaves me limited to Davros, and I don't like him at all.
So I was thinking (since the person I'm most suited to being is myself, anyway): What if I went as a "Mary Sue" -- a Doctor Who companion from between existing stories? I could wear one of those "Hi, my name is:" name tags with Mary Sue written in, do my hair in cute-little-girl pigtails, paint a pink heart on one cheek, and a glittery blue tear in the corner of one eye. I could have a friend make an "alien Teddy bear" like the one pictured above, maybe, to carry under one arm/on my lap. Do you think many people would get the joke? Or is the idea of "Mary Sue" still a small niche in general fandom? - Too many people use the word "Theory" when they really mean "Hypothesis." I'm trying, in my head, to break myself of that habit. I also have a half-baked hypothesis: That human consciousness is merely coordinated by the brain, but it's generated, holistically, throughout the entire body. And that the heart evolved before the brain, and (in a totally unscientific way of thinking) that the brain is more a servant to the heart than the heart is servant to the brain. I hate cultural cliches of "Romance," but I am still a hard-core romantic, in my own way.
- You know about the Honey Bee Crisis, right? Well, I haven't seen any wild bees or wasps all summer, either. This depresses and worries me.
- I picked my current default icon (
) at the end of last year's
naarmamo. Another month of art-making has come and gone, and I have 7 new icons to show for it. Is it time for an icon change? Do you want to vote in a poll? Or do you trust my judgment? Or both? - I had a weird dream, this morning (is there any other kind of dream, really?): I dreamt I was watching a Waltons-style family drama movie (in a theater, not TV), about life on a farm. And a few minutes in, I morphed/merged into one of the characters: the cute youngest girl, of about 5 -- just learning to count, and learning about money. I remember talking to my older brother it... There was also a plot in the movie about a thwarted romance in the family, and the lovers trying to get together across a dark, muddy battlefield (crawling on their bellies) while escaping the mustache-twirling-type villain (though he didn't actually have a mustache, he was just that sort of character). I was watching this last plot bit partly as an audience member in the theater, partly as the concerned little sister who only kind of understood, and partly as one of the lovers, trying to escape. ...I think I have some generalized anxiety going on in my head, don't you? (Oh, and BTW, LJ's spell-checker doesn't believe that "dreamt" is a real word. I find Google is turning out to be the best spell-checker of them all)
- Would you like me to, occasionally, retell my favorite fairy tales in this journal space? Would you like it to be on a special filter? Would you like to be on that filter?
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Date: 2007-09-02 06:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-02 07:27 am (UTC)I'm not ready to restrict my diet by that much!