I'm about to go cross-eyed trying to figure something out for the 80s AU. It's about the Oakland A's uniforms -- or, more specifically, about the team colors. I know they changed in the 90s, but I'm trying to figure out if they changed before then.
To my eyes, it looks like they had kelly green in the 70s and shifted to something darker in the 80s before changing again in the 90s, but I cannot, for the life of me, find any confirmation of this, and I kind of feel like, if someone else on the Internet doesn't have a website dedicated to subtle shifts in the colors of the A's uniforms, I must be imaging this. It's sports! There have to be obsessive fans who do this shit and argue over it!
I mean, there is the A's page on SportsLogos.Net, which is just drawings and which is also missing '89, and there is also the Baseball Hall of Fame's Uniform Database, which, again, is just drawings, and I do not trust their crappy .gif files, especially since some of the illustrations appear to have the opacity changed for reasons inexplicable. And there are no words to tell me I'm not insane, or that the color variation isn't due to, like, shifting camera technology or something.
Anyway, pictures. Am I nuts? ( Pictures of the A's. )
I freely admit that I am ridiculous, but this is necessary information.
- how i feel:cold
- what sings to me:MSNBC - The Rachel Maddow Show
Have put kitchen table in living room in hopes of getting something done. Is surprisingly effective.
5 reasons I'm glad I'm alive in three words or less.
1. Feliciano & Fernando
2. Rafa
3. Fellow grad students
4. Indulgent roommate
5. Fidencio's carnitas plate.
5 reasons I'm glad I'm alive in three words or less.
1. Feliciano & Fernando
2. Rafa
3. Fellow grad students
4. Indulgent roommate
5. Fidencio's carnitas plate.
I got Holmes, Watson, and a barely-dressed hobo in my mailbox today! Amazing. Super thanks to my talented pals ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
spacefall and cannedebonbon! I guess this means I should get around to sending out cards sometime, huh...
Meh, feel like I haven't done a dream journal in a bit, but I've been amused enough by the last couple nights. I mean, y'know how it's usually nearly impossible to get back to a dream after you've been woken up?
Well, it turns out that the sure-fire way to fix this is being interrogated?! Um note to self, limits to masochism are acceptable and advisable at this juncture but, in a tired jumble from finals study, my brain decided I deserved a free fandom dream. And in an effort to do a bit better than the dream I had about running in quarries (nothing else happening, not even styrofoam avalanches) after the night I watched *coughtenepisodescough* of Blake's 7 in a row, it supplied me something a bit more exciting.
And by a little better, I mean I dreamed Servalan* was interrogating me? I can't remember much about what, but I do remember it was in general a lot more laid-back of an interrogation than the time Spock questioned me about beating up nuns**. I think I was just telling her something about the philosophy essay my brain was additionally worried about (sure she loved to hear about Nietzsche and American pop culture) when my alarm went off. The last thing I remember was her saying "wait, I'm not through with you yet!"
...So I hit the snooze button. I think I might have even mumbled something like "ffs shut up she's not through with me yet." And I managed to get in fifteen more minutes of answering her questions about Nietzsche, without much break in the dream-logic continuity. That almost never happens for me, but yeah. Brain, we can have words later.
In other news, one final down, the Nietzsche paper is crap but turned in (Servalan refused to beta for me I guess), had my eval for my rotation (got a 3.4, solid!), and one more final to go. Whew, it'll feel good when this quarter is done with on Thursday.
*Pictorial reference for folks who haven't seen here. Along with commanding the entire costume budget, she presses buttons that make people more dead than usual, which my brain apparently finds just swell.
**Actually a dream I had a number of years ago: Spock was trying to get me to admit to false charges of nun-punching, and was not afraid of breaking the Geneva Convention. I held out--no one calls Red a nun-puncher!--but it wasn't fun. Thanks Spock.
spacefall and cannedebonbon! I guess this means I should get around to sending out cards sometime, huh...Meh, feel like I haven't done a dream journal in a bit, but I've been amused enough by the last couple nights. I mean, y'know how it's usually nearly impossible to get back to a dream after you've been woken up?
Well, it turns out that the sure-fire way to fix this is being interrogated?! Um note to self, limits to masochism are acceptable and advisable at this juncture but, in a tired jumble from finals study, my brain decided I deserved a free fandom dream. And in an effort to do a bit better than the dream I had about running in quarries (nothing else happening, not even styrofoam avalanches) after the night I watched *coughtenepisodescough* of Blake's 7 in a row, it supplied me something a bit more exciting.
And by a little better, I mean I dreamed Servalan* was interrogating me? I can't remember much about what, but I do remember it was in general a lot more laid-back of an interrogation than the time Spock questioned me about beating up nuns**. I think I was just telling her something about the philosophy essay my brain was additionally worried about (sure she loved to hear about Nietzsche and American pop culture) when my alarm went off. The last thing I remember was her saying "wait, I'm not through with you yet!"
...So I hit the snooze button. I think I might have even mumbled something like "ffs shut up she's not through with me yet." And I managed to get in fifteen more minutes of answering her questions about Nietzsche, without much break in the dream-logic continuity. That almost never happens for me, but yeah. Brain, we can have words later.
In other news, one final down, the Nietzsche paper is crap but turned in (Servalan refused to beta for me I guess), had my eval for my rotation (got a 3.4, solid!), and one more final to go. Whew, it'll feel good when this quarter is done with on Thursday.
*Pictorial reference for folks who haven't seen here. Along with commanding the entire costume budget, she presses buttons that make people more dead than usual, which my brain apparently finds just swell.
**Actually a dream I had a number of years ago: Spock was trying to get me to admit to false charges of nun-punching, and was not afraid of breaking the Geneva Convention. I held out--no one calls Red a nun-puncher!--but it wasn't fun. Thanks Spock.
- what sings to me:daft punk - high life
- how i feel:weird
- what sings to me:Dusty Springfield: You Don't Have to Say You Love Me
- where i am:my room
- how i feel:awake
- what sings to me:"Soaked" - Adam Lambert
- how i feel:nauseated
- what sings to me:Graham Colton Band: Since You Broke It
- how i feel:cheerful
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- how i feel:anticipatory
Again, I've no idea what's the matter with my timing. Last time I displaced spacefall's art, this time fic by the glorious janeturenne, but I finally got the pictures back from my trip to London and have a few H/W-related photos to post!
Original post +pro_prodigy's crack!fic.
Warning: I'm a crap photographer and these are prints from a cheap disposable Kodak that I then re-took with a digital camera for lack of a scanner. There's all kinds of mess, but I think you can see all the good stuff.
( Felty love beyond the cut... )
Let me know if you have any questions I can answer!
spacefall's art, this time fic by the glorious janeturenne, but I finally got the pictures back from my trip to London and have a few H/W-related photos to post!Original post +
pro_prodigy's crack!fic.Warning: I'm a crap photographer and these are prints from a cheap disposable Kodak that I then re-took with a digital camera for lack of a scanner. There's all kinds of mess, but I think you can see all the good stuff.
( Felty love beyond the cut... )
Let me know if you have any questions I can answer!
My credit score is ridiculously good, allegedly better than 93.77% of Americans. This is what you get when you're boring. If only I wanted to get into debt or do something with it!
I think all I did last night was have dinner, snuggle kitties, and eat some green grapes. I'm not sure how that took 5 hours, but I'd had a bad day at work. Possibly a coffee crash. No one will ever know.
I. Cannot. Wait. Until. Friday.
orangewinters and I are roadtripping to Vancouver, BC to see Lady Gaga in concert. I embrace my deep, abiding love of pop music. Seriously--watch her videos on youtube, and tell me this isn't going to be quite the experience. She's totally insane.
Also, New Year's! Already shaping up to be a darn good time!
I like having things to anticipate.
Mmm, proctoring during working hours (pinch hit). I'm awesome!
I think all I did last night was have dinner, snuggle kitties, and eat some green grapes. I'm not sure how that took 5 hours, but I'd had a bad day at work. Possibly a coffee crash. No one will ever know.
I. Cannot. Wait. Until. Friday.
orangewinters and I are roadtripping to Vancouver, BC to see Lady Gaga in concert. I embrace my deep, abiding love of pop music. Seriously--watch her videos on youtube, and tell me this isn't going to be quite the experience. She's totally insane.Also, New Year's! Already shaping up to be a darn good time!
I like having things to anticipate.
Mmm, proctoring during working hours (pinch hit). I'm awesome!
- where i am:98122, room 109
- what sings to me:silence and student stress
I've been utterly terrible about crossposting my fic here of late; 'pologies, lovelies. So have three stories at once, won't you?
Title: Against the Tempest
Word Count: 5,000
Rating: PG, for mild language and the implication that two men might maybe possibly be in love
Pairings: Implied H/W
Summary: On the day of Lestrade's retirement, he and Holmes discuss the past and the future.
AN: A birthday present for the lovelyelaby. Many thanks to rabidsamfan and caitirin for betaing!
"Come along, Lestrade!"
Title:The Agra Treasure
Word Count: 500
Rating: PG for mild language
Pairings: Holmes/Watson preslash, Watson/Mary
Summary: Behind the scenes of SIGN, Holmes learns something about love and sacrifice.
AN: Many thanks torabidsamfan, whose mucking improved it immensely.
I have never seen Watson like this.
Title: Black
Word Count: 5,500
Rating: R for angst and inexplicit sex
Pairings: H/W, implied W/M
Summary: Everyone knows that Holmes has his black moods, but only Watson has experienced them firsthand.
Warnings:random_nexus says this should have "SERIOUS warnings for angst and OWDAMMIT!" and that sounds pretty much right to me. This is dark and painful, kidlets. Not for the faint of any internal organ, including but not limited to heart, appendix and spleen. Seriously, don't read it if you don't want it to rough you up a little bit emotionally. Please.
AN: Many beta thanks torabidsamfan and random_nexus.
It was the worst she had ever seen...
Title: Against the Tempest
Word Count: 5,000
Rating: PG, for mild language and the implication that two men might maybe possibly be in love
Pairings: Implied H/W
Summary: On the day of Lestrade's retirement, he and Holmes discuss the past and the future.
AN: A birthday present for the lovely
elaby. Many thanks to rabidsamfan and caitirin for betaing!"Come along, Lestrade!"
Title:The Agra Treasure
Word Count: 500
Rating: PG for mild language
Pairings: Holmes/Watson preslash, Watson/Mary
Summary: Behind the scenes of SIGN, Holmes learns something about love and sacrifice.
AN: Many thanks to
rabidsamfan, whose mucking improved it immensely.I have never seen Watson like this.
Title: Black
Word Count: 5,500
Rating: R for angst and inexplicit sex
Pairings: H/W, implied W/M
Summary: Everyone knows that Holmes has his black moods, but only Watson has experienced them firsthand.
Warnings:
random_nexus says this should have "SERIOUS warnings for angst and OWDAMMIT!" and that sounds pretty much right to me. This is dark and painful, kidlets. Not for the faint of any internal organ, including but not limited to heart, appendix and spleen. Seriously, don't read it if you don't want it to rough you up a little bit emotionally. Please.AN: Many beta thanks to
rabidsamfan and random_nexus.It was the worst she had ever seen...
+ From my horoscope for today: You don't have to change your current direction to be happier; you only have to change your mind.
Excellent advice, all things considered. I will attempt to take it to heart.
+ First Christmas card of the year! Thank you,sunfire1216! And I agree with the sentiment you crossed out! I would be very happy if 2010 proves to be a LOT more satisfying in that department. :)
+ Thank you anonymous for the virtual snowglobe! You know the way to a girl's heart for sure. ♥
+ Speaking of Christmas cards, I have not answered a single poll, nor have I done one myself. If you have a poll and you want me to fill it out, you can feel free to point me to it. I don't know that I will get my act together vis-a-vis Christmas cards this year, seeing as I am leaving town in less than two weeks and I just started my Christmas shopping...oh, today. So you can see it is not the year for organization on my part. Doesn't mean I don't love you, of course, because you know that I do.
+ Today's advent calendar offerings are a bit of a blast from the past. Yesterday I mentioned that I did not, generally, approve of contemporary country. The same cannot be said for old country, nor can it be said for the really cheesy 80s stuff. I love it! Ronnie Milsap, Linda Ronstadt, Dolly...DOLLY, you guys. I love everything she does. Who doesn't? And it's a good thing, because she's from eastern Tennessee, so you hear a lot about her around here. (I can't recommend Dollywood. I can recommend her music, however.)
So today I offer you four songs, mostly because I just couldn't narrow it down. Two are from her classic album "Home For Christmas", and two are duets with Kenny Rogers, from their 1990 Christmas album "Once Upon A Christmas". You're welcome!
Dolly Parton -- Go Tell It On the Mountain
Dolly Parton -- I'll Be Home For Christmas
Dolly & Kenny -- I Believe In Santa Claus
Dolly & Kenny -- Christmas Without You
+ Day 19 → A talent of yours
This is a boring one, because sure, I can do stuff, but nothing particularly demonstrable in an LJ post. I can cook, for instance, but unless you areseverity_softly the chances of you being able to stop by for a meal or a slice of cake are slim. I can touch my nose with my tongue, but it's gross to look at so I'm not making a video of it. I can...do twenty-five real push-ups in a row without stopping. My mother says I have a talent for clothing design (though the actual construction still leaves a lot to be desired.) I can talk, that's something I've amply demonstrated over the years. I'm a fair talker for sure. Not necessarily a 'talent', but we work with what we've got.
( 30 Day Meme )
Excellent advice, all things considered. I will attempt to take it to heart.
+ First Christmas card of the year! Thank you,
sunfire1216! And I agree with the sentiment you crossed out! I would be very happy if 2010 proves to be a LOT more satisfying in that department. :)+ Thank you anonymous for the virtual snowglobe! You know the way to a girl's heart for sure. ♥
+ Speaking of Christmas cards, I have not answered a single poll, nor have I done one myself. If you have a poll and you want me to fill it out, you can feel free to point me to it. I don't know that I will get my act together vis-a-vis Christmas cards this year, seeing as I am leaving town in less than two weeks and I just started my Christmas shopping...oh, today. So you can see it is not the year for organization on my part. Doesn't mean I don't love you, of course, because you know that I do.
+ Today's advent calendar offerings are a bit of a blast from the past. Yesterday I mentioned that I did not, generally, approve of contemporary country. The same cannot be said for old country, nor can it be said for the really cheesy 80s stuff. I love it! Ronnie Milsap, Linda Ronstadt, Dolly...DOLLY, you guys. I love everything she does. Who doesn't? And it's a good thing, because she's from eastern Tennessee, so you hear a lot about her around here. (I can't recommend Dollywood. I can recommend her music, however.)
So today I offer you four songs, mostly because I just couldn't narrow it down. Two are from her classic album "Home For Christmas", and two are duets with Kenny Rogers, from their 1990 Christmas album "Once Upon A Christmas". You're welcome!
Dolly Parton -- Go Tell It On the Mountain
Dolly Parton -- I'll Be Home For Christmas
Dolly & Kenny -- I Believe In Santa Claus
Dolly & Kenny -- Christmas Without You
+ Day 19 → A talent of yours
This is a boring one, because sure, I can do stuff, but nothing particularly demonstrable in an LJ post. I can cook, for instance, but unless you are
severity_softly the chances of you being able to stop by for a meal or a slice of cake are slim. I can touch my nose with my tongue, but it's gross to look at so I'm not making a video of it. I can...do twenty-five real push-ups in a row without stopping. My mother says I have a talent for clothing design (though the actual construction still leaves a lot to be desired.) I can talk, that's something I've amply demonstrated over the years. I'm a fair talker for sure. Not necessarily a 'talent', but we work with what we've got.( 30 Day Meme )
- where i am:work
- how i feel:chipper
- what sings to me:Brooklyn, Brooklyn, take me in
- how i feel:contemplative