I know I’ve been watching more Doctor Who than is likely healthy lately (since Monday, I’ve watched five serials), but I swear it’s only after I spend the first half of the day on my job search. It’s not even that rewarding because there’s something going on with a) the disks, b) the disk drives, and/or c) VLC/Nero. I’ve yet to test the files on my Mac, because I’m afraid to find out it’s really something with the Windows laptop; it’s pretty much totally replaced my television, and if it dies, I’m not sure what I’m going to do, except press Myrna Loynux into service. I hope to God I don’t have to do that, since I’m not good with Linux at all, and I strongly suspect the disks wouldn’t play because there’ll be Something Very Important missing and I’ll have little or no understanding of How To Install Something Very Important.

I’ve an ulterior motive for watching all these serials, at any rate; similar to that project of old, the infamous Pussy Galore Exegesis (which is still lurking on my hard drive, needing only a good editing and minor rewriting, but still technically unfinished for all of that), which is a typical-of-Mickey over-analysis of the character, her wardrobe, and her sexual orientation, there’s another typical-of-Mickey over-analysis of Sarah! Jane! Smith! and the improvements seen in both her wardrobe (pink striped sox and cammies!) and hair over her time with the Doctor, a thought mentioned a few days ago in an earlier post. Never mind how the character of S!J!S! improved so much; what’s important here is the superficial things…clothing and hair. Wes expressed some interest in an article for Scary-Crayon, and since I do enjoy the over-analysis of such things, I jumped at the chance. I’ve found on a disk all the screencaps uploaded to Flickr of most of the serials in question some months ago now, so I won’t have to download the ones I want to use, thank goodness. What I will have to do, however, is figure out what the hell’s going on with the tele-laptop because the way it’s running now, I couldn’t get a good screencap if my life depended on it.

Maybe I should just reinstall VLC. Maybe it’s been corrupted somehow. Oh, wait. I know…Tammy corrupted it, Tammy and her rubber dinosaur boyfriend. I think it’s all over but the shouting, then.

Still working on clearing out the folder where I keep all sorts of random images for inclusion in future posts. It’s not going so well because I keep adding things to the folder faster than I’m posting them. The two pictures here are of Star and Bar. The top photo of Bar shows what seems to be a magical flying high-chair tray; what is not pictured is el cunado holding the tray just outside the border of the photo. Makes it that much more interesting, I think, because it really does look like the damn thing is airborne. The second photo shows Star’s unnervingly intense blue eyes; this is one of my favorite pictures because of the subject and because it came out so perfectly. No doctoring on either photo, no cropping, either. These are straight from the Fuji.