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Jul. 15th, 2016 12:59 pmAO3 is recruiting tag wranglers again. Every time they do, I look at the list of fandoms to see if there are enough I could do to qualify. There never seem to be. They set four qualifying fandoms as the minimum for applying, however, and I just don’t have that. There are two anime/manga fandoms (Slayers and Mythical Detective Loki Ragnarok) above the threshold for number of fics that I’m reasonably sure I could do. There are two others that I know a little bit about but am far from confident I could manage (at the very least, I had have to buy the anime and manga for the series in question, and that would be a huge monetary investment, and one of them is a series that I actively disliked). There’s one US TV fandom (Birds of Prey (TV)) over the cut off that I think I could do.
There are three anime/manga fandoms with double digit numbers of fics that I’m confident I could do, but they’re all below the thirty fic cut off. (Seirei no Moribito with 25, Haibane Renmei with 24, and Pumpkin Scissors with 19).
There are five fandoms that I think I could do with double digit numbers of fics in the category with the 80 fic cut off for applying, but they’re all well below the cut off number. The largest has 47 fics. The smallest has 19 fics (I didn’t look at anything smaller. I’m not sure why I even looked that small.) The two largest fandoms there would need some disambiguation as one is both a TV show and a huge multi-author series of books and the other is both a movie and a TV show (with different actors in the parts but the show as a sequel to the movie). I think they’re both things where the two can mostly be folded together, but it would probably be worth saying that.
There was one qualifying series that I might be able to do if I invested a lot of time and money and another that I could do if I spent about $60 and didn’t hate the show in question. I can’t justify either.
We cooked a pork shoulder in the pressure cooker last night. Scott was expecting to have to work late, so I tried to cut the dratted thing up for cooking. I thought I needed to get it all off the bone (Scott told me after that that wasn’t necessary). I managed to cut up about two thirds of it. I was going for large pieces, but I still couldn’t finish because my hand kept cramping. Well, I might have been able to, but I stopped and washed my hands and took a break and then got a phone call that lasted for a while.
The call was a survey to get my opinion on the proposal for improved mass transit in southeastern Michigan. I’m sure it will surprise no one that I’m for it. But I’m one of those weirdos who thinks that raising taxes in order to pay for things like that is a very good idea because those things are an excellent long term investment.
I got an email from the ACLU yesterday that basically said that the ACLU never, ever endorses presidential candidate, not in 95 years. The message went on to add that everything that Donald Trump says is antithetical to the mission of the ACLU but that pointing that out isn’t an anti-endorsement. Honest. They just wanted to be sure that I realized that voting for Trump wasn’t likely to be congruent with supporting the ACLU. I suspect that laughter wasn’t the intended result, but it made me laugh.
I started watching season 1 of Smallville and got about halfway through the first episode. I will go back to it, but it’s the sort of thing that I’m likely to inch my way through unless I’m watching it with someone else. I’m terrible about that, and I’m more likely to be set off by shows about teenagers than shows about adults. I think it’s because a lot of stories about teenagers get milage out of them making terrible, terrible decisions even when they have full information. I’m pretty sure that the only reason I got through season 1 of Teen Wolf is that I was watching it with Scott. Then again, the only reason I get through a lot of things is because I’m watching them with Scott.
I woke this morning with a migraine. It was very clearly that because it was like a spike through one side of my head. I took Amerge only ten minutes after my thyroid medication. Strictly speaking, I should have waited longer, but I really wanted to go back to sleep. (Closing the door and having Scott turn down the volume on his phone alarm helped considerably.) I thought the headache was completely gone when I woke up for the day at 9:30, but it attacked again, just less intensely, when I sat up. Caffeine and food has gotten rid of that bit, though.
Oh— I completely forgot. I asked the gynecologist about the oncology nurse’s recommendation ( Female reproductive TMI )
Right now, I can’t get Hulu to play anything for me, but Netflix is working, so I don’t think it’s our internet connection. This means I’m watching Person of Interest rather than Steven Universe or Danny Phantom. I’m more in the mood for one of the latter two but whatever. I’m not paying close attention anyway.
I’ve got eleven emails to answer now. None are older than April, but four or five of them are that old. Four of them are from the last week. I’m thinking that I should go back and answer the oldest message first. I just haven’t wanted to because answering it will either let someone down or commit me to several hours of work that I’d probably use to procrastinate on the WIP Big Bang story. The next oldest is part of a world building discussion where I know I came up with exactly what I wanted to say while I was in bed one night and then forgot all of it before morning. The others have similar barriers to me answering them. I just have to, you know, do it and not let myself keep putting them off. Then again, maybe I can use the threat of needing to answer them to make me write my fic instead.
There are three anime/manga fandoms with double digit numbers of fics that I’m confident I could do, but they’re all below the thirty fic cut off. (Seirei no Moribito with 25, Haibane Renmei with 24, and Pumpkin Scissors with 19).
There are five fandoms that I think I could do with double digit numbers of fics in the category with the 80 fic cut off for applying, but they’re all well below the cut off number. The largest has 47 fics. The smallest has 19 fics (I didn’t look at anything smaller. I’m not sure why I even looked that small.) The two largest fandoms there would need some disambiguation as one is both a TV show and a huge multi-author series of books and the other is both a movie and a TV show (with different actors in the parts but the show as a sequel to the movie). I think they’re both things where the two can mostly be folded together, but it would probably be worth saying that.
There was one qualifying series that I might be able to do if I invested a lot of time and money and another that I could do if I spent about $60 and didn’t hate the show in question. I can’t justify either.
We cooked a pork shoulder in the pressure cooker last night. Scott was expecting to have to work late, so I tried to cut the dratted thing up for cooking. I thought I needed to get it all off the bone (Scott told me after that that wasn’t necessary). I managed to cut up about two thirds of it. I was going for large pieces, but I still couldn’t finish because my hand kept cramping. Well, I might have been able to, but I stopped and washed my hands and took a break and then got a phone call that lasted for a while.
The call was a survey to get my opinion on the proposal for improved mass transit in southeastern Michigan. I’m sure it will surprise no one that I’m for it. But I’m one of those weirdos who thinks that raising taxes in order to pay for things like that is a very good idea because those things are an excellent long term investment.
I got an email from the ACLU yesterday that basically said that the ACLU never, ever endorses presidential candidate, not in 95 years. The message went on to add that everything that Donald Trump says is antithetical to the mission of the ACLU but that pointing that out isn’t an anti-endorsement. Honest. They just wanted to be sure that I realized that voting for Trump wasn’t likely to be congruent with supporting the ACLU. I suspect that laughter wasn’t the intended result, but it made me laugh.
I started watching season 1 of Smallville and got about halfway through the first episode. I will go back to it, but it’s the sort of thing that I’m likely to inch my way through unless I’m watching it with someone else. I’m terrible about that, and I’m more likely to be set off by shows about teenagers than shows about adults. I think it’s because a lot of stories about teenagers get milage out of them making terrible, terrible decisions even when they have full information. I’m pretty sure that the only reason I got through season 1 of Teen Wolf is that I was watching it with Scott. Then again, the only reason I get through a lot of things is because I’m watching them with Scott.
I woke this morning with a migraine. It was very clearly that because it was like a spike through one side of my head. I took Amerge only ten minutes after my thyroid medication. Strictly speaking, I should have waited longer, but I really wanted to go back to sleep. (Closing the door and having Scott turn down the volume on his phone alarm helped considerably.) I thought the headache was completely gone when I woke up for the day at 9:30, but it attacked again, just less intensely, when I sat up. Caffeine and food has gotten rid of that bit, though.
Oh— I completely forgot. I asked the gynecologist about the oncology nurse’s recommendation ( Female reproductive TMI )
Right now, I can’t get Hulu to play anything for me, but Netflix is working, so I don’t think it’s our internet connection. This means I’m watching Person of Interest rather than Steven Universe or Danny Phantom. I’m more in the mood for one of the latter two but whatever. I’m not paying close attention anyway.
I’ve got eleven emails to answer now. None are older than April, but four or five of them are that old. Four of them are from the last week. I’m thinking that I should go back and answer the oldest message first. I just haven’t wanted to because answering it will either let someone down or commit me to several hours of work that I’d probably use to procrastinate on the WIP Big Bang story. The next oldest is part of a world building discussion where I know I came up with exactly what I wanted to say while I was in bed one night and then forgot all of it before morning. The others have similar barriers to me answering them. I just have to, you know, do it and not let myself keep putting them off. Then again, maybe I can use the threat of needing to answer them to make me write my fic instead.
