Don't turn off the power
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Bwah! Most of you probably have
caitirin on your f'list so you might know this, but we've been without electricity since Thursday night due to the ice storm, meaning no heat and no hot water (we do have water for drinking and flushing the toilets, luckily). Right now we're on campus sucking up their wifi and soon we'll have dinner at the dining hall (OMG so lucky my wife works for a university T_T)
If we don't have power when we get home, we'll be packing up and going to my parents' house, where they have a generator that at least lets them have light, heat, hot water, and electricity in the kitchen and living room. I feel so lucky to have them.
Last night, on laptop battery, we watched The Merchant of Venice with Al Pacino and Jeremy Irons. If you wanted your audience to leave the theatre with a confused, conflicted, awed, vaguely ill and completely disturbed feeling, Shakespeare, you done good. But that's not why I'm mentioning it! I was watching the credits at the end, not really paying attention (more going "need to turn off computer and save battery!") and the words started patchily registering: "...wreath is on my brow / Satin and jewels grand / Are all..."
*spittake* my brain says. That's Bridal Ballad, one of my favorite Poe poems. It's a weird choice, because it doesn't... really... have anything to do with the plot of the play, and it's from a different period, but it does work stylistically. You start out reading it going "Oh, that's nice! How lovely-- uh. Oh. Oh god." Kind of like the play ¬_¬
TIme for dinner! I love the dining hall. Plz to be giving us power back now.
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If we don't have power when we get home, we'll be packing up and going to my parents' house, where they have a generator that at least lets them have light, heat, hot water, and electricity in the kitchen and living room. I feel so lucky to have them.
Last night, on laptop battery, we watched The Merchant of Venice with Al Pacino and Jeremy Irons. If you wanted your audience to leave the theatre with a confused, conflicted, awed, vaguely ill and completely disturbed feeling, Shakespeare, you done good. But that's not why I'm mentioning it! I was watching the credits at the end, not really paying attention (more going "need to turn off computer and save battery!") and the words started patchily registering: "...wreath is on my brow / Satin and jewels grand / Are all..."
*spittake* my brain says. That's Bridal Ballad, one of my favorite Poe poems. It's a weird choice, because it doesn't... really... have anything to do with the plot of the play, and it's from a different period, but it does work stylistically. You start out reading it going "Oh, that's nice! How lovely-- uh. Oh. Oh god." Kind of like the play ¬_¬
TIme for dinner! I love the dining hall. Plz to be giving us power back now.
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