Susan Sto-helit. Because in this world, after everyone panics,

Thing I want to write about but lack sufficient depth of knowledge:

I have been reading some books that treat Wales and Native Americans as some sort of mystical Other, a fairyland you can visit and notice has a homelessness problem. And it made me think about Torchwood. Because Torchwood isn't doing that.

I have read a Bunch of stories that decide Wales is some kind of mystical theme park, just Other enough to go visit and bring back a bit of magic from. Wales exists to be Mountains with occasional Castle. Also mud. Possibly sheep. There may be a pub. But it is being Iconic and Scenic and not terribly functional.

Torchwood just has the story set in Cardiff, a real functioning city with police and local government and sports events and wheelie bins and people on a night out and just, you know, everything you get in every other city.

Plus aliens, but this is the Whoniverse, so we are real clear by now that all this all is happening in several places, we're just watching the Cardiff team.

A team including Welsh people.

And, yes, an immigrant from outer space with an American accent, but.

Welsh people aren't just the backdrop or the victims or the comedy sidekick, they are the actual protagonists and there to save the world.

(arguments about efficacy and technique are for another time)

The more I read this book that assumes that not only the characters but the reader will identify with white Americans who own their own house and might have met a black person but find Native Americans to be exotic emissaries from a mystic power and or possibly ghosts the more annoyed I get.

And I am aware that there are significant differences between that and visiting Wales
but these books aren't.



But to figure out if it's more than just these two texts to compare contrast and write this up properly I'd need some kind of survey of how Wales was depicted in pre Torchwood media and to read around the topic and actually know what I'm talking about, which, I feel I do not.


It's just winding me up.


And that's without getting on to how some stories treat being descended from. All those ancestors and all that math to figure out how many people you descend from across a thousand years? Oh we'll just be talking about the one of them and being vague and hand wavy.


I have a headache and a grumpy.
New hair is excellent but the going and getting it done is exhausting.

I'll go read some more.

Tumblr staff broke tumblr
by changing how reblogs and replies and comments and EVERYthing works
and as far as I can figure this may mean
tumblr staff can't see all of the reblogs that tell them they broke tumblr
unless they reblog directly from staff.
which is a level of broke that is Special.

Apparently it breaks blocking and breaks the ability to make things unreblogable.
people are still testing that but it sounds. bad.

tumblr not looking great right now.

Only one load of laundry today, but I also refilled the dishwasher chemistry, ran it with the cleaner bottle, and the loaded it ready to wash when it gets full. Also did regular Cleaner Day.

And made myself feel spinny bad trying to get stuff from the cupboard under the sink. I remember why I gave up on the low cupboards but I keep thinking I'll Just Be A Minute and then I have to have a sit down in the middle of whatever task required Sink Things.

It is a mystery under there. I don't know the half of what is stashed. I mean today I found half a dozen empty plastic bags from laundry tabs and I have no idea when I last was buying that sort.

Still, threw out several things and sorted out others, so, progress was made.



Other than that I didn't read listen watch stuff today. Listen seemed Loud and reading seemed like I wanted to read A Book But Not That One. And I didn't want to write the one I wanted either. So that isn't entirely helpful. But I do have Several book so I shall find A Book eventually.

My laundry is down to only filling the smaller basket, which is grand, but is still filling what I would until recently have considered The Laundry. There's at least two more loads in there, possibly three. This was Maximum Laundry.

I think it's because of all the drill and screw noises lately. It's nice that they've fixed stuff but it's not nice that this is week four of making a bunch of random interval noises about it. Still much quieter than the first two weeks but. I miss quiet quiet.

Quiet quiet theoretically gets more done.


But logically they have to complete the work eventually so.


Not a fascinating day really.

I shall go stare at bookshelves again.

I have rearranged my bookshelves on the principle of
things I actually read go where I can reach
and things I inherited can go behind everything in the back corner.

McGuire, Huff, Bujold, Cherryh and Duane are now on the nice visible shelves next to me.
Other stuff got sort of stirred around and I am not especially confident of finding it again later, so this is a work in progress.

But somehow the book stirring process has made a space on the shelves suitable for putting plural books in.
Which basically never happens.
I am puzzled yet pleased.

After I got so tired yesterday I scheduled today to be Just Resting
but it is still not fun to be tiredness level feelings weeble wobble.

I listened to some more of Big Finish's Dalek Universe. Is okay. I think the ingredients, 10 getting drawn back before the Time War and meeting another Time Lord, are pretty good stuff, but I also think I Am Tired today so Is Okay.

I have been contemplating how to rearrange my bookshelves. There are shelves below bed level that simply never get read, and a lot of authors shelved in weird inaccessible places simply due to alphabetical order. I have forgotten who is down there really. The ideal solution is to move somewhere with enough horizontal space I can get at both sides of the room, or indeed to be a person who doesn't fall out of a single bed so the bed gets thinner, but since neither of those are doable, I contemplate which books to banish below read level.

I think it'll probably be mostly inherited ones. It's not that the classics of science fiction are bad, it's just that I don't think I've read them all even once, and the ones I have read I don't spend much time thinking about. Keeping Huff and Duane and McGuire and Bujold and Cherryh up where I can read them is key, I've reread all of those recently and I still buy their new work. Asimov may just have to deal with the floor height view. But then I feel like that's unfair and I should really reread things I'm sending Below? Just to be sure? But there are so many.

I also moved a bunch of things to make room for the work and that means noticing they exist again, and in some cases wondering why I still have those. But doing anything to not have items is More Work. So at the moment they're all stacked up in unusual places.

I wonder if anywhere still wants VHS tapes.

I'm sorry I'm not very interactive, just, got tired.

With any luck the work with the power tools and testing the fire alarms multiple times a day will be Over and I can sleeps whenever. That'll be nice.