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Well, there's no New Who this week, but I still have thirteen seasons of Classic Who to go. I AM AT THE HALFWAY MARK!

...if you don't count the movie, four seasons of New Who, the "season that wasn't", and the fifth season.

I AM KIND OF AT THE HALFWAY POINT!

Welcome to Series Thirteen, which aired in 1975. Long and image-heavy. IMAGES OF AWESOME.

( Series Thirteen: Revenge Of The Script Editors )

( Post-Series Post-Mortem: My Issues, Let Me Show You Them )

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SHOUT OUT!

My friend Alida asked me to boost some signal, so here ya go: SHE IS LOOKING FOR A CHAIR.

But not just any chair! A special bamboo chair that she made herself and which possibly got lost somewhere between Marseilles and Kyoto (would that someday I get lost between Marseilles and Kyoto). She's now trying to recover it to give as a gift.

It's hot. Even if you don't know of any stray bamboo chairs in your area, scope that seatware. There's a larger picture at the link above.



Though I do suspect if I sat on this I would fall off it. :D

She also wanted to make an offer that any Cafe member who boosts the signal can get their favourite plant or animal drawn into one of her "plotting" drawings, which are AWESOME -- I have one that I got printed out and am prepping to be framed now. So be sure and let me know if you link!

My life seems intimately associated with chairs. I don't question it! I like chairs.

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In honour of July 4th, I have become spectacularly drunk. More so than I intended. But the vodka's gone now, so I'm reasonably sure I'm safe.

The irony of this is that the Aussies are probably the only ones awake right now. HAPPY FOURTH, AUSTRALIA.

ETA: It's the fifth where you are, huh. HAPPY FIFTH THEN. Jeez.