The Librarians

Credit: http://subscene.com/
Credit: http://subscene.com/

The Librarian is a movie trilogy I’ve heard my husband rave about since we’ve been together.  His parents had also talked about it with admiration.  My thoughts had always been “OK, some made-for-TV movie that’s a lesser version of Indiana Jones.”  So, I never really bothered to watch it.

A few weeks ago, I was randomly tagged in a tweet regarding a show called “The Librarians,” and when I looked into it I immediately adored the character named Cassandra.  I made a mental note to check out the programme later.

^^ I couldn’t find the tweet in which I was tagged, but replace “@AstronautAbby” with “@KuriTheVegan,” and this is the tweet.

Just a week later, at my brother-in-law’s house for Christmas, we saw an ad on TV for the series two finale of the show and my bro-in-law and his wife got a bit excited to see the new episode.  I figured that if he liked it, then it must be good.  Honestly, I hadn’t realised until the discussion following seeing that advert that the show was related to the aforementioned movies.

Left to right: Ezekiel Jones, Cassandra, Eve Baird, Stone, Jenkins Credit: collider.com
Left to right: Ezekiel, Cassandra, Eve Baird, Stone, Jenkins
Credit: collider.com

The next day, Hubby finally got me to watch The Librarian and its sequel.  (We finished off the trilogy the next day.)  Maybe not excellent, but they were pretty good.  It’s like a mix of Indiana Jones and Warehouse 13; a gigantic library/warehouse full off magical artifacts, and a genius scholar (often mistakenly called a professor) goes out to find more artifacts to keep them out of evil or ignorant hands.  Oh, and the overseer of the library is an immortal (maybe not Indiana Jones-like, but definitely Warehouse 13).

That night, the series two finale aired and the four of us watched it.  Without having seen the rest of the show, I was lost on a few details of the story, but it was still really good.  (Although, there was one thing toward the end of the episode that had me wanting to shout at the TV.  “YOU can step through FIRST!  WHY AREN’T YOU STEPPING THROUGH FIRST?!?”  I’d have to watch it again to see if I missed something on that. –EDIT: I didn’t. There was nothing stopping them from stepping through first.–)

Once we returned home, Hubby and I went back and watched every single episode.  I wish there was more 😩😭!  I’m so obsessed.  I adore each and every character in their own way.  I also find myself wanting to know the life stories of all the immortals; Judson, Jenkins, Morgan –last name omitted to avoid spoilers–, etc.  OMG.  I’m just obsessed.

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Credit: quickmeme.com

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Potatoes and Matt Damon

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Credit: @TheMarsGen on Twitter.

Today, I’m participating in a fundraiser event for The Mars Generation.  The participants in the event are basically “stranded on Mars,” and have to ration ten medium-sized potatoes and sixteen ounces of water for the twenty-four-hour period.  (The whole thing can totally be done during one’s daily routine, and you don’t have to follow it.)  The participation takes place on Twitter, where we Martians not only help spread the word to raise money, but can also earn more perks like ketchup, coffee, and more water.

Check out info on the event with the hashtag #PotatoChallenge on Twitter, and at the following webpages:

https://www.givemn.org/organization/themarsgeneration
http://themarsgeneration.org/give-to-mars-day-november-12-how-you-can-help/


Now that that important passion is mentioned, onto the fandom stuff.

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If you haven’t seen The Martian yet, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!  IT’S AWESOME!

I’ve seen the movie twice, and am currently reading the book.  Still “currently” because toward the end of the book I’m reading as little as possible — I don’t want it to end!

Though I don’t know any differently, I think Matt Damon was perfect for the part of movie Mark Watney.  To keep this post from getting too long, I’ll just let you figure it out for yourself.  Although, I’m sure that it also mostly has to do with my new fandom obsession with Matt Damon as an actor.  I watched The Monuments Men yesterday with Hubby.  It was a great movie with an all-star cast, including Matt Damon.

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Credit: roadside-attraction.com

Right now, I’m sitting at Starbucks doing homework.  I’ve made some good progress on it, but now I want to take a break to watch a movie.  The Bourne Identity, to be specific.  The internet connection here isn’t having it.  Boo.  I’ve only seen the trilogy once, after seeing The Bourne Legacy several times, because of the fandom obsession both Hubby and I had over Jeremy Renner in 2012.  Actually, it was the exact same situation with the Mission Impossible series of movies, haha.  I only saw the trilogy once after a lot of Ghost Protocol views.

Jeremy Renner in The Bourne Legacy. Credit: collider.com

Anyway, I guess Jason Bourne will have to wait until I get back home.  Until then, I’ll make some more headway in astronomy class, eat potatoes, post to Twitter, and listen to the Christmas music playing in Starbucks.

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2015 red cups. Credit: news.starbucks.com

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Historical Stargazing

(This post is not sponsored.)

I’ve always loved to look into the positions of planets, constellations, and other astronomical bodies during certain times and events in history.  When I was 15, I even did a time-lapse representation of how far the planets had actually travelled during my lifetime.

Cyan = Jupiter Fuchsia = Saturn Blue = Uranus Olive = Neptune Grey = Pluto
Cyan = Jupiter
Fuchsia = Saturn
Blue = Uranus
Olive = Neptune
Grey = Pluto

Nowadays, I love to use apps on my iPad. (My favourite is Sky Guide, but the images in this post are from SkyView. Both are linked at the bottom.)  There’s so much info available at our fingertips it’s amazing!  I don’t know if it had been just added, but I didn’t discover until about a month ago that you can set the date and time in the SkyView app!  My first instinct, of course, was to see how the sky looked the moment I was born, from the place I was born.  I found enough irony and coincidence that I wanted to share.

Let me take you back to December of 19*cough cough*, at 0653 local time.  The sun’s threatening to rise as this girl makes her grand entrance, surprising a couple of new parents with the fact that all the blue things they’d bought for me would have to do 😋.

(Note: The red line is the horizon.)

Saturn, my favourite extra-terrestrial planet in our solar system, has arrived just in time to welcome me, seemingly holding the hand of her curious little brother Mercury.  Scorpius, my favourite zodiacal constellation (though not my “sign”), is also making it to the party.  Uranus and Neptune trail close behind; “fashionably late” to make sure they don’t arrive too soon, thus avoiding awkward small talk.  Obviously, the masters of their introversion.

Betelgeuse and Orion have barely escaped my arrival as they set.  I guess The Hunter knew I’d be a vegan one day 😄😜.


Bonus shots:

Quite a spectacle is near its maximum, though far below the horizon at 0653, as Jupiter and Mars would reach the peak of their conjunction the next day.
Meanwhile, Virgo steps on Pluto as Venus watches from nearby.

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My Mind is Blown. I’m Dead Now.

I’m finally all packed to go home tomorrow.  This bed I’ve been sleeping in for the last month is so hard.  I didn’t realise how hard until tonight.  I barely entered sleep when I was awakened, and have been kept from falling back to sleep, by feeling someone walking in the house.

But, I’ve had my mind blown several times in a short span of time by IMDb while trying to ignore the subtle stomping.

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I only went to confirm that John Krasinski (Jim from The Office, which I’ve been watching a lot in the last few days) is married to Emily Blunt. (1) He is. (2) Her birth name is Emily Olivia Leah Blunt, and “Emily” and “Olivia” are my two favourite female names! (3) Frickin’ Stanley Tucci is married to her sister. (4) His middle name is “Oliver,” and I love that name!  (I would say it’s my favourite male name, but it’s not something I’d name a person; that’s probably why I gave that name to my vintage bicycle, LOL.) (Also, I love the name “Olivia” because of the name “Oliver.”)

Aww, look! So precious!
Aww, look! So precious! 😱💖

Bonus: (5) At 6’3″, John Krasinski is the shortest of his siblings; his brothers being 6’6″ and frickin’ 6’10”.

Now that my mind has been blown enough times from cool info and personal coincidence, I’m dead.  I should be able to sleep soundly now. 😏

When I Travelled With the Doctor

Photo shoots can be great fun, despite the 35-degree temperatures (about 95 Fahrenheit) x.x . (It made me feel better knowing that while I may have been sweating uncomfortably, “the Doctor” was wearing a wool coat, a hat, and a scarf.)

This shoot was about the Doctor’s companion; the Doctor was more of a prop. We had costumes for the 4th Doctor and the 11th, but we ran out of time for a costume change. (Honestly, I preferred both our outfits that would have been worn after the switch, but maybe that can happen another time…) Despite the fact that the man dressed as the Doctor for the shoot didn’t have curly, bushy hair, but did have facial hair and glasses, we made it work.

And yes, I’ve dyed my fringe pink :) .

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A university student is offered the adventure of a lifetime.

 

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“Sunflowers on an alien planet!”

 

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The Doctor explains the liquid planet.

 

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Standing guard as the Doctor works on the alien ship.

 


 

As an extra treat, here’s a pic of the three of us eating Sour Patch Kids (“jelly babies”) with our “TARDIS stick”:

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Hot weather means that the photographer can stay comfortable wearing a bikini top, while the Doctor wears a coat, hat, and scarf.

My Admiration For the Fourth Doctor

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I thought it was awesome, but I’ll spare you the boredom of reading about someone else’s dream.

I have a friend where I live who has a photography hobby. She loves to shoot people (teehee) for fun. She’s always looking for abandoned buildings, especially houses. When I finally did a shoot with her, it turned out a bit different. When she asked me what I wanted to “bring to the table,” I decided that I wanted to be like the Doctor’s companion: in awe of where I was, or totally into the part of being somewhere. My original thoughts on it were just that. I even thought about wearing renaissance clothes in some of the pictures. The final idea was that I WAS the Doctor’s companion.

Ultimately, it was the fourth Doctor‘s outfit that went into the shoot. I was a bit more excited for the eleventh Doctor after the costume change, which didn’t end up happening, but as an admirer of Four, it was fun nonetheless.

I will post pictures from the shoot later, but for now, let’s talk about Four.

Four sharing a jelly baby.
Four sharing a jelly baby.

I’ve watched as much as I’ve been able to find of the original Doctor Who (or, more commonly known these days as “Classic Who” or “Classic Doctor Who”).  While I like each classic Doctor for different reasons, Four stands out above the rest.  It goes far beyond his “all teeth and curls” look, and his iconic 14-foot-long scarf.  He was truly a fun-loving Doctor.  Tom Baker was the first actor portraying the character that really understood that the Doctor is an alien.

Tom Baker was the Doctor from 1974 to 1981.
Tom Baker was in his forties when he played the Doctor from 1974 to 1981.

Four travelled with several companions over the years from all different times and races, including Leela, a tough primitive woman who wore mostly animal skins.  However, Romana II was definitely my favourite.  Romana was a young female Time Lord (that’s right — it’s not “Time Lady” — it’s a species, not a title) who ended up regenerating.  Her first incarnation was a strict rule follower who thought she had all the answers.  After her regeneration, she gave in to being more like the Doctor — a fun-loving adventurer who often bent the rules.  Also, I’ve always thought she looked a bit like Rose Tyler.

Romana in the beginning of my favourite fourth Doctor episode, "The Leisure Hive."
Romana, in the beginning of my favourite fourth Doctor episode, “The Leisure Hive.”

While I have certain Doctors I like more than others, and Four isn’t at the top, I’d still gladly accept if I ever heard him offer me a jelly baby and a ride on the TARDIS.

A throwback as Seven eats a jelly baby.
A throwback as Seven eats a jelly baby.
Twelve offers a jelly baby to a fellow train passenger.
Twelve offers a jelly baby to a fellow train passenger.
Tom Baker in a cameo role in the Doctor Who 50th Anniversary special from 2013.
Tom Baker in a cameo role in the Doctor Who 50th Anniversary special from 2013, age 79 at the time it aired.

When I Met the Doctor

The first time I finally went to the Renaissance Festival, it was magical!  We attended every weekend and most of the extra festivities that happened on Saturday evenings at an extra cost.  (If we’d known we’d go more than the first weekend, we’d have saved so much money by buying season passes.)  I bought a beautiful renaissance dress the second weekend.  (Which I later wish I had done a bit differently.  After last year’s purchase, I’m finally satisfied with that outfit.)

One of those nights was a masquerade ball.  The four of us who went had fun shopping for masks.  We were all Whovians, especially the two of us girls.  Before we entered the castle, still taking pictures outside, I saw a man walk by who was dressed as the Doctor.  David Tennant’s Doctor, to be specific.  I pointed it out to my friend, and we were both too excited.

The following poem is based on that night.  It’s the true story up to the asterisk (*), then my imagination took over.

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My Night With the Doctor

‘Twas two thousand eleven
at a Renaissance Faire.
The four of us dressed for the occasion
and did up our hair.

That night, there was a Masquerade Ball.
Everyone looked so neat.
We passed a man in a striped brown suit
and white Chucks on his feet.

My friend and I looked at each other in shock.
Could this be true?
Had we just seen the Doctor
with the TARDIS so blue?

As our men stopped to take pictures
of gargoyles and such,
she and I looked for the man
who saves the world with his touch.

“There he is! There he is!”
I excitedly whispered to her.
He was talking to another man
and we didn’t want to be a bother.

We finally headed back inside the castle.
We followed the Doctor closely behind.
When we caught up we said hello
and asked for a picture, if he didn’t mind.

She asked if he was with someone,
but he said he came alone.
It sounded like he’d just lost a friend
when he spoke with that tone.

We were too nervous and excited
to say more than “thank you” and “good-bye.”
But as the night went on,
we wanted to say another “hi.”

As he stood by himself,
on the other side of the room,
we decided we wanted to dance with him
and wanted to soon!

The men who were with us
were fine with it all.
So she finally got up the nerve
and walked across the hall. *

The Doctor accepted her invitation
and they began to waltz.
Not long after they start dancing
the music halts.

Another song began to play,
so they danced again.
I watched in anticipation for my turn;
the excitement hard to contain.

I walked over as the song came to an end.
The band waited for the conductor.
I couldn’t believe it was my turn
to dance with the Doctor.

At first, I was nervous
and stepped out of place,
but he reassured me
and encouraged my grace.

He swept me off my feet.
I utterly adore him.
Now I understand why
his companions fall for him.

I was having a fantastic time.
The music ended far too soon.
I planted a kiss on his cheek,
as it was very opportune.

Before he left, he asked our names.
We answered, “Sasha and Kuri.”
He said they were lovely and waved good-bye,
then a tear made my eyes grow blurry.

At the end of the Ball
there were fireworks outside.
We all chose the back of the crowd
at which to reside.

The show was brilliant,
and just before it ended
we noticed a blue box in the sky,
the man inside contented.

He waved us a farewell;
a new adventure to ensue.
This was my amazing night
with the wonderful Doctor Who.

Sadly, at the same time that Sasha (name changed, as usual) started toward the Doctor to ask him to dance, he left the building. We looked for him all night, but couldn’t find him :( . Him just being there still made our night, especially since that was the first time I’d seen Doctor Who cosplay in person. At the time, the show was barely entering main-stream-geek level in America.

I spoke with some other Whovian friends about it soon after, and they suggested that the Doctor seemed a bit off/sad because it was him right after he’d lost Rose :'( .  It’s so sad, but I’ve forever accepted that explanation.

Book Love and What To Read Next?

I love it when a good book inspires.  It might inspire one to write, to make a change in the world (whether big or small), to pursue their dream, or just inspire more reading.

This has been a good year thus far in my reading adventures.  Some ended up being just reading for the sake of reading.  (This was at no fault to the books themselves, but simply my lack of held attention.  Though, one was just boring.)  Some were amazing.  Ready Player One by Ernest Cline was absolutely brilliant.  It captured my attention and never let go.  The story was fantastic.  There were several parts consisting of a lot of details, which I normally would have found too drawn-out to be fascinating, but they only inspired nostalgia, even when I’ve never experienced or heard of something he was describing (seeing certain movies, playing certain games, et cetera.)

The cover on the copy of the book that I own, obtained from LootCrate.
The cover on the copy of the book that I own, obtained from LootCrate.

I just finished reading One More Thing by B.J. Novak.  I’m honestly not sure how to describe this book without a long explanation.  It’s a collection of short stories and musing/amusing thoughts.  About twenty percent in, I was convinced my rating would be three stars:

Did it hold my attention?  Definitely!  ★★★★★
Did the stories have a point?  Nope.     ★✰✰✰✰

By the end, my whole thought process on the book changed.  Some of the stories didn’t have a point, or at least not an obvious one, but they were well-written for what they were.  Further into the book, though, the stories just got better and better.  Some even inspired me!  The story “Rome,” for instance…  This man and his wife retired to a city near Rome.  The thing he seems to love most about it is that this grand city, famous for so much throughout history, and a place people save up their whole lives to visit, is just a place he goes to run errands!  And someday soon that’ll be me in Japan!

I usually take a short break between finishing a book and starting a new one (though I always have several books I’m reading at a time), but I’m inspired to go read immediately!  I really want to read something I will enjoy as much as I’ve enjoyed these two books mentioned, but I don’t know what I’d enjoy unless I’ve already read it.  It’s been a couple of years since I read The Three Musketeers, but I still think about it a lot.  I love that book.  I still jokingly refer to Porthos as my “book boyfriend,” even though I know that if I knew him in real life there’s no way we’d be anything more than just friends, haha.

I’ve also been thinking about The Great Gatsby for about a year now.  I read it in high school, and had a love-hate relationship with it.  Despite knowing its very dramatic content, I kind of want to re-read it.

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As for books I haven’t yet read, I really want to read The Odyssey, but Hubby insists I’d have to read The Iliad first.  I also really want to read The Silmarillion by J.R.R. Tolkien.  I watched a four-and-a-half-minute video giving a brief summary of the book, and The Hobbit was one of my favourite reads of 2013.  On the other hand, I’d planned on my next “classic” book to be A Study in Scarlet, the first Sherlock Holmes novel.  (And no, I don’t want to read a book that has all of the Holmes stories; I want to read them separately.)

What do you think?  What book should I read next?  I’m gladly taking suggestions of amazing books, classic or new.


Books mentioned:

  • The Three Musketeers (re-read)
  • The Great Gatsby (re-read)
  • The Iliad
  • The Odyssey
  • The Simarillion
  • A Study in Scarlet