Solidarity for those not on Holiday

[impulsereader]

So yesterday, quarryquest and I were bemoaning the fact that no one wanted to talk to us.  Boo!  And I remarked that I was consequently holding off on a post in which I wanted to ask everyone to weigh in on some you can imagine issues.  Then I realized that 221b_hound is posting fic and chloris just got a new puppy!  Also, seren_ccd just got back from holiday and is consequently feeling the withdrawal.  Djarum99 lives somewhere where the weather is actually nice and I envy her with every fiber of my being.

So, here are some completely random and inane things that are swirling around in my head.  Feel free to address one or many, or ignore them all completely to throw in some of your own.  The goal is simply to talk to each other.

Go read chapter 1 of quarryquest’s fic.  It is excellent – but talk to us first, save this for afterwards. :-)

The Mirror Has Two Faces.  I absolutely adored this movie when it came out (I was young, all right?  Don’t judge me).  Jeff Bridges!!  Lauren Bacall!!  Barbara wasn’t bad either, quite funny in fact.  I’d probably be regarded with less scorn if I were re-watching Funny Girl instead, but I loved this movie, dammit, and I would watch it again for the Jeff that is Bridges.

Yesterday I realized that one of the plants which is between my car and the door to work is a bee magnet.  I actually pulled out my camera and started snapping.  They’re quick little buggers!  This means that every morning I will now want to take bee pictures.  This is bad because if I start, I won’t want to stop and will be late for work despite being mere yards from my desk.

I really need a haircut.  After watching some concert footage I realized that if I wanted to go 60’s retro with my hair I either needed to have bangs or just grow all of it out really long.  Bangs/fringe require maintenance; maintenance is bad.  Consequently, I haven’t had a haircut since and desperately need to at least get the ends (which still retain some semblance of memory of layers) chopped off so it’s all even.  I am, for some reason, either wilfully resisting or extremely unlucky in happening to be in the right place at the right time to pay someone $10 to do this for me.

I can’t decide what I want to do tomorrow.  It’s a free day, and unluckily KR is working.  I could go to the museum with him and see some of the exhibits I might otherwise miss; I could try to get some writing done; I could watch television all day; I could go for a walk and explore as if it were a weekend day; I could curl up with a book; I could do pretty much anything I liked, but I don’t know what I want to do.  What I don’t want to do is end up sitting around thinking, “I’m not sure what I want to do.”

Oh, we have fudge in the house and this is a very dangerous thing.

KR bought me flowers and ice cream!  He is wonderful.

I have to designate some brain power to figuring out our trip plans.  We want to do the Bourbon trail in KY this autumn and I need to do a cost analysis to decide if it is cheaper to drive or fly.  Probably drive, despite the cost of gas.  But we have nascent plans to possibly go to Uganda at the end of Feb and I need to decide if that is happening or if he’s just going to Uganda and we’re doing something else.  I want to go to London, dammit.  What I really want to do is go to London after the next season of Sherlock airs so that I can coordinate with quarryquest and go location hunting!  Unfortunately, this would require a time machine as regards the vacation days I currently have available since – you know – they haven’t even started shooting it.  I want to go back to Japan and I want to go to Australia and play Scrabble with 221b_hound.  I want to go pretty much anywhere which is pretty or exciting – not in a bungee jump sort of way exciting.

Oh, to throw in some fic - Annoying Cousin Simon has just shot himself in the foot with an antique hunting rifle.  What the bloody hell does Competent!Doctor!John do?  All I can come up with is bind the wound.  Surely there is more to it than this?  Wouldn’t it be buckshot?  There is no bullet to pull out, might he go after the small buckshot bits with tweezers?  I was more sort of imagining he bundles him off to A&E since he’s an annoying twat – if it were Sherlock he might be more inclined to actually treat rather than triage the patient.  Also – and this is entirely my own problem – I’m not sure I can make binding a wound interesting to read.  As it currently stands I’ve taken the coward’s way out.  John ‘swings into action’ and then I cut away.  Might attempt some scary typing to see what comes of it.

There.  If no one comes out to play, I’ve lost nothing at all.

Comments

[221b-hound.livejournal.com]

I think an actual bullet wound would be pretty horrific and smash up bone as well as muscle. Buckshot on the other hand... you'd need to check facts on this, but if it's a glancing kind of shot (say, most of the shot missed but he caught the edge of the spray) then there'd be lots of little bits to tweeze out to begin with. He'd probably need x-rays later to make sure they got it all, but in the meantime, I think John might quite enjoy: *tweeze* OUCH *tweeze* OUCH *tweeze* OUCH FUCKING OUCH. "NEver mind, I think there are only twenty or so to go." ANd then plunge it all in antiseptic which will STING LIKE BUGGERY. Nothing there to conflict with the Hippocratic Oath. Or maybe a little. But, even making the patient as comfortable as possible, there will be ouchies, and John is only human. Maybe he can tweeze while they wait for the ambulance.

Having said all that, I'm sure there'll be a lot of blood and pain and significant discomfort for Simon. He'll want to be sure his tendons and muscles aren't severely injured,and than no bones have been chipped or smashed.

As for tomorrow: go to the museum! Take a book as well. ANd a notepad! And possibly fudge! See an exhibition, sit in the cafe and read, or find a lawn to lie on and eat fudge while you make story notes. Damnation, I want to spend the day with you doing that stuff.

[quarryquest.livejournal.com]

Hmm. From what I remember about (a) picking up shotgun cartridges and (b) actually eating pheasant that has been shot is that you get lots and lots of little metal pellets that you have to be very careful not to crack your teeth on. In that case 221b_hound probably has the correct information. Depends how badly shot the person was, but a trip to the local casualty department is definitely in order.

[pargoletta.livejournal.com]

Based on the responses Competent!NurseParctitioner!MyLittleSister has given to similar queries, I'd say that Competent!Doctor!John is likely to bundle Cousin Simon the hell off to A&E where there is a nice X-ray machine just waiting for its date with Cousin Simon's poor abused foot, and then some nice sterile equipment ready to deal with the fallout. Especially if Competent!Doctor!John is on his own vacation at the time.

[djarum99.livejournal.com]

Still nice here, if you don't mind 30 mile an hour winds and sleeping under a down comforter - sorry :-)

Definitely the A&E - I've seen buckshot damage and it ain't pretty.

The Mirror Has Two Faces was interesting, and yes, Jeff Bridges. Can't beat that with a stick. Have you seen chloris' post of Carlyle reading Burns? He should always, always read Burns.

[chloris.livejournal.com]

Still getting used to the puppy here! (And she was unwell last night which had us all concerned - she seems better today and has eaten a little something but we are keeping an eye on her.) Yesterday you could have been envious of our weather since it was mid 80s and sunny but today unless you like steady rain it's not so lovely. :)

- Maybe take the pictures on your way home? *g* That way you won't be late.

- I hope you are not sitting about unsure right now! I would do a walk and the museum myself. With Chicklet we don't get to museums too often so I always look forward to a chance to go and you should go since I can't.

- Fudge is extremely dangerous but at least it has a very short half life. I will note it goes excellently with ice cream...but that probably makes it even more dangerous.