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I had a suite of functional tests written in Selenium 2 using the SE Builder plugin for Firefox. We had wanted to get them running in our continuous integration environment.

We've found that the path to running Selenium Builder tests in Jenkins is not clear. There's a Jenkins plugin, but we try to run it and it fails, tersely.

I didn't want to convert the tests (which are written in JSON) to JUnit, because of overhead. So I needed to down-convert the tests to Selenium 1, and save to HTML so I could run them on Jenkins. This is not ideal, but until I get some more information from Sauce Labs and the Jenkins' plug-in's author, we'll do things the olde way.

There are several commands in Selenium 2 without Selenium 1 equivalents. Most of our tests call commands like storeElementAttribute, to stash attributes for comparison.

The quick replacement for storeElementAttribute (in Selenium 1's HTML format) is:


Remember that in Selenium 1, the default object from JavaScript's point of view is not the current window, so you need to start with the window object.

New glasses, sort of

Jan. 30th, 2015 03:53 pm
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I went to pick up my glasses today, which was more interesting than it was supposed to be. The optician showed me the glasses, had me try them on, then started to adjust them to fit me properly, and suddenly said "I broke them." "Them" meaning the frames. (She thought for a moment that it was just a loose screw, but no, actually broken at the hinge.)

At her suggestion, I have the lenses temporarily in a frame of the same shape/size but a different color, which she had handy, while she orders another of the proper color for me. We're doing it that way so I can start to get used to the new prescription, and because the old lenses were old enough to be slightly scratched and never quite seem clean.

I can go back for the proper frames a week from Monday. (It wouldn't take ten days for the order to come in, but the optician won't be there next week.)

I am thinking of getting a second pair with this prescription, but I may get it made somewhere else.

The trip itself was fun: it was very foggy over here all morning. On the way into Seattle, I couldn't even see the lake surface from the bridge until we were almost in Seattle. The optician's office is on First Hill, and we came out into sunshine as the bus went up James Street (and I do mean "up"). Gorgeous sunshine up there, and then still gray downtown an hour later. On the bus ride back, I could see the lake clearly, bits of the nearby Cascades ahead of us, and then, to my surprise, Mount Rainier faintly in the distance.

Also, I did a bit of exercise this morning: still being careful of my shoulder )

because it's been a while

Jan. 30th, 2015 02:54 pm
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How to remove bloodstains from almost any fabric:

1) Wet down the area with COLD water. (Always, always use cold water.)
2) Pour enough salt on the stain to make a thick paste. Scrub the paste into the stain with the tips of your fingers. Set aside.
3) Fill the sink/an appropriately sized tub with cold water. Pour in salt until the water hits saturation point. Hang the item so the stained part is dangling into the water.
4) After 3-4 hours, drain the sink/tub/etc and rinse the fabric, scrubbing it against itself or with the tips of your fingers. If the stain isn't entirely gone, you can usually get the rest of it with a mild soap and some scrubbing.

(This method gets the edges of the bloodstain, not just the center of the bloodstain: the salt denatures the proteins.)


some things make a post!

Jan. 30th, 2015 07:38 pm
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1. Shameless plug: if you like murder mysteries and particularly Cambridge-University-based murder mysteries featuring preposterous shenanigans involving old manuscripts and devious flooding and university library stacks, and also if you want some viciously-observed academic politics, my problematic fave aunt's self-published her novel Scarlet Day, and it is fantastic. (I beta'd it and gave Some Feedback, on which basis I believe it has been improved. It also stars many of my Papa's gobsmacking anecdotes from his years working as a civil engineer for the Cornwall council; and similarly at least alludes to several of the family legends of the "and the only possible solution was to bury the jam at the bottom of the vegetable garden" variety.)

2. The NHM's Wildlife Photographer of the Year 50th anniversary exhibit is brilliant, I gather from browsing the subset of images available online. Fading Beauty by David Maitland is now my wallpaper (replacing my own shot of autumn leaves). A particular shoutout to the best Little Squid.

3. graze has introduced a new roast-giant-corn-and-sriracha-peas thing, and it is my new favourite snack and I wish to buy it by the kilogram.

4. POAST item the first: care package from [personal profile] littlebutfierce as part of a January gift exchange, feat. TEAL in forms various incl. glitter tape (!!!!), gel pen, thematically appropriate chocolate (??? some kind of WIZARD I swear), and -- yes, hurrah, aaaah <3

5. POAST item the second: [personal profile] shanaqui made me a dinosaur-and-volcanoes duvet cover that fits my super-king duvet. It is the best. ♥________♥

6. NOT-POAST item the third: [personal profile] khalinche has sent in my direction some unaccountably gorgeous beaded hair ornaments; I am going to attempt to get photographs!

7. My amazing housemate worked from home today in the interests of getting the estate agent to explain why precisely we had been sent a letter telling us our house was unacceptably schmutzig, recommending their professional cleaner to us as someone to spend money on (as some of you will have heard at length...). They came around; it turns out that they sent the letter at the landlord's request with no clear idea of the supposed problem, and struggled to find anything to point out to us as an issue. It sounds like they are enough on-side, which means I am massively less stressed.

8. ... housemate also made amazing enchiladas for dinner. <3

9. Putting away my laundry LIKE AN ADULT.

10. Newlementary! To watch Shortly iHope.

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Jan. 30th, 2015 04:41 pm
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Died on this day in 1163 aged 26 William FitzEmpress(my toy,wikipedia). Son of the Empress Matilda (who fought Stephen over the crown of England, she was an Empress because she was married to the Holy Roman Emperor Henry V, who was not William's father that was her 2nd husband Geoffrey of Anjou). Interestingly he is mostly known as "FitzEmpress" meaning "son of the Empress" which I guess highlights Matilda's importance. William was supposed to marry the widow of his cousin, but failed to get papal permission, so didn't. Permission was needed because marriages created "affinity" which was as important as "consanguinity" in the laws about who you were allowed to marry; the distance to which cousin-marriage was permitted has varied a lot over time and in different countries, and the degree to which permission could be obtained by asking the Pope or other authority. Currently in England the law allows cousin marriage but still affinity can still matter (for instance you may not marry your step-child). "Oops I found out she is my cousin" was also a reason you could use to ask the Pope for an annulment. Possibly even if you already wrote to the Pope to ask for permission to marry her in the first place... this didn't work for Henry VIII (in this case Catherine being his sister-in-law, although also his 3rd cousin) but it did work for other people (who I am too lazy to find) who were presumably on better terms with the Pope. Since nobles tend to want to marry other nobles, and most of the nobility of Europe were cousins... the Pope had quite a lot of control over who married who (where people were in favour of doing what the Pope said). These days you are not allowed to petition parliament for permission to marry forbidden relations (well, obviously you *could* write to your MP, but I doubt it would work, even for very important and well connected people) but many fewer relations are forbidden.

Born on this day in 1699 to King Peter II of Portugal and Maria of Neuburg Francisca of Portugal(my toy,wikipedia). Her Aunt married Charles II, and, er, I can't think of anything interesting about her.

Purple pants for Yoda

Jan. 30th, 2015 02:42 am
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Last night was the deadline for papers for a certain internal conference. Not the one I'm running, but the hella one that both lb and Purple were planning to submit papers for. lb submitted his in what must have been a sensible amount of time before the deadline. Up past the point we headed out of work last night (and I had occasion to explain Frank Chu very briefly in the parking lot, much to Purple's utter crogglement), Purple's conclusion was a succinct "(conclusion goes here)" sort of affair, which is more effective in a draft than in a submitted paper. I looked it over. I made a few comments, including a tentative go at a framework of a conclusion.

"$WORKNAME is fine, right?" Purple asked me. "For the paper?"

I reloaded the draft in the public folder of his server share and found my work-standardized legal name in the acknowledgements, tucked in with Mr. Bananas, his manager, lb, and a few other people. Yes, $WORKNAME is best because people can look me up by it. He got back online after getting home, and kept working on things.

It makes me quietly happy that I'm developing a few editing shorthand phrases that I can use with Purple. "Yoda" is one of them. Sometimes when he turns a sentence around, it turns out that he meant something entirely different than the first phrasing implied to me. Things like "it" and "this" sometimes have to get explicitly called, and sometimes, yep, different.

Azz: "Sounds good, Unit Test Jesus."
Purple: "I hope I don't find Unit Test Judas."

He got it submitted a comfortable hour-ish before deadline. By the end, I was able to say, "and it does not aesthetically offend me :)" He took that as the compliment it was meant as.

Azz: "unlike that combination of shirts :-P"
Purple: "that was the camel shirt with the fluorescent green shirt right?"
Azz: "yes"
Purple: "Shame I don't have purple pants"
Azz: "... ... ... you fucking eyetroll <3"

I took a long time to get to sleep last night, so I didn't wake up in time for the presentation I wanted to go to. (Purple, for his part, decided that he was going to wake up slowly reading, and then got a fifteen-minute alarm chime for the presentation, so he dialed in because there is no way to physically make it from his place to work in 15 minutes, and in any event he had been in bed at this point.) Then I had to refuel Vash, so that took longer.

Today I remembered to bring the sack of sawed-off pool noodles to work. I debated bringing one with me to lunch for Purple, but instead brought one to the conference meeting for the chairs. I gave it to Researcher Polka-Dot, and told her that it was a sawed-off pool noodle, and useful for keeping order. She was delighted, and toted it with her for the next three hours of meetings.

It was a long day full of meetings. I am really going to have to see if D16 is unoccupied before the team meetings, because going directly from the committee meeting upstairs to the team meeting is really a pain as it is at the opposite end of the building from the elevator. Since my knees and stairs shouldn't even be in the same sentence, you can imagine how well this goes. (Also, I tend to need the bathroom every hour because I drink a ridiculous amount of water to keep everything else happy, especially in meeting rooms which are overheating, which introduces more time between meetings.)

So today was the off-week for the team meeting, but our (gulp) acting director tracked down one of the higher-ups steering one of the products the team does a lot of work with, and he introduced himself and had some things to say, and the team had questions.

I am not freshly up on all the latest testing methods and also jargon, but the guy said a thing about a testing strategy which I had never heard of before. I wrote it down, resolved to google it later, and asked what his thoughts/familiarity with unit testing was. He had no thoughts, being zero familiar. I hoped that we had not just met Unit Test Judas.

After all that, the (fairly substantial) committee set off for the location where we are to hold the (small) internal conference. Since we were leaving from the ass-end of the building, we went down the stairs. That was two stairs today. I am bad at stairs. Madam Standards looked for me and waited for me to catch up. She is beginning to doubt the concept that I just ~*appear*~ everywhere. I explained the usual method.

Shenanigans resulted in some running around where Madam Standards went off with the people who were going UP the STEPS, despite her plan to walk back with me because she'd forgot her badge. Then she went back but by that time I'd already gone up in the elevator, then we were headed back but she wanted to scope out the power outlets, and so we went back...

By the end of all that, I'd exceeded my steps by a few hundred. I complained to Purple a bit. He was ... "helpful".

Now that I was back at my desk, I shared the hope that this guy is not Unit Test Judas. We all googled the test thing that he had mentioned. Purple, who knows more about testing ideologies than I do, declared that it wasn't quite even a buzzword, as one of the major requirements for a buzzword is buzz. This testing ideology had about as many other supporters besides the clickbait bingo bandits who have their writeup paywalled off as there are other plaintiffs in Frank Chu's labor dispute against the 12 Galaxies.

Eventually it was time to go. This time, I was the holdup -- I'd decided to go ahead and book the conference room we were planning for the green room. It didn't say it was restricted in the calendar system, so I set up an appointment. Then I got the rejection message -- it was restricted after all. Drat it. So I would have to file two tickets: one to ask for the room, and one to ask that the room be named to reflect its status (in accordance with the standards).

I filed the ticket to book the room. In doing so, I discovered that there were two ranks of tickyboxes, none of which were relevant to my needs in booking, but both of which were required, with no 'n/a' selection. So I would have to file a third ticket about that. Then, upon submitting, I saw that the terrible green UI showed up blank, although the terrible blue and white UI showed the details. Fourth ticket.

Again, I was still swearing when Purple came to retrieve me. I thanked him for being supportive and listening while I wrestled with the fucking thing. We headed out by way of the kitchen -- I had grabbed some toast and hot chocolate earlier, and had a plate and cup to drop in the dishes -- but the kitchen floor was being actively washed. I left the plate on a nearby table, as this was the lesser inconvenience.

He didn't see my car at first. "Where did you park?" "Near you." We rounded whatever it was that was blocking the view, and he saw the little white sedan in the space right next to his car, and he mused that he had in fact been in to work a little later than he'd planned on, due to the presentation that morning.

We chatted for a while in the parking lot.

Purple: "And the guy was -- what's-his-name, British, in a lot of romcoms..."
Azz: "...Alan Rickman?"
Purple: *doubles over laughing* "You're certainly watching different things than I am!"
Azz, slightly defensively: "The only British [male] actors I know are: Alan Rickman, Bendydick Cummerbund, Sir Ian, Sir Patrick... Oh! And John Cleese! Eric Idle! Eric-the-half-a-Bee!"
Purple, howling with laughter: "ERIC THE HALF A BEE IS NOT A REAL ACTOR. HE'S A BEE. HALF A BEE."

Somehow (via "Bad Touch") we got onto the time I sprayed myself in the face with glitter, twice, as a result of being too tired to play with physics.

We hugged goodnight. We still had a few words left. Then I bent over a bit, exposing the top of my head to him. He scritched me gently on the head, then told me I was weird. :)

Just One Thing (30 January 2015)

Jan. 30th, 2015 09:54 am
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It's challenge time!

Comment with Just One Thing that you've accomplished in the past 24 hours or so. It doesn't have to be a hard thing, or even a thing you think is particularly awesome. Just a thing that you did.

Feel free to share more than one thing if you're feeling accomplished!

Extra credit: find someone in the comments and give them props for what they achieved!

Nothing is too big, too small, too strange, or too cryptic. And in case you'd rather do this in private, anonymous comments are screened. I will only unscreen if you ask me to.

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Posted by everwest

1/13 January 13th is commemorated as the anniversary of the destruction of Old Earth. 

The exact nature of the catastrophe that befell Old Earth remains unknown. Archeologists believe that changes made to the production lines at DuMor Brand Oatmeal And Molasses Flavored Horse Treats, resulting in massive indivisible biscuits too large for goat mouths, may have played a role. 

By the shining plasmas of the Carina Nebula, there we sat and wept, when we remembered Earth.


Jan. 30th, 2015 12:57 am
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(An aside: I sent my mother one of the bits of Rilke and the translation I massively disliked; she e-mailed back agreeing it was terrible and had a much better stab at it herself. We were duly scathing about the bit of the introduction that claimed that the Robert Frost quote - about poetry being the thing that is lost when a poem is translated - did not apply in this case. I can think of instances where it definitely doesn't, but...)

todo )

tada )

bonus tada for today because wow )
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Brief this time, to get something down and posted:

Recently read:

Ann Leckie, Ancillary Justice. It is very good; I liked the narrator AI and her quest, and I want to see more about the whole Radchaai society (though I keep stumbling on how to pronounce the names that have three or four a's and i's in a row). I have borrowed Ancillary Sword from the library.

Dorothy Sayers, Lord Peter Views the Body. Another low-energy reread at points where I couldn't sleep, of a collection of short mysteries. The stories were a weird level of familiar of "I know this" without always remembering how they would come out.

Agatha Christie, 4:50 from Paddington. A murder is, improbably, witnessed; much of the plot of this book involves convincing authorities that there was a crime, by finding the body. The solution to the mystery depends significantly on identifying the victim. There's significant characterization of members of a dysfunctional family (though it's too early for that term to be used), messed up in part by the deliberately trouble-making will of their father/grandfather. Miss Marple doesn't do as much of the innocent, fuddled old lady act as in some of the stories about her. I think I will take a bit of a break before looking for another, because I'm spotting plot similarities.

Current reading:

Julie Smith, Death before Facebook. A mystery set in New Orleans; the "before" seems to be temporal rather than in a "death before dishonor" sense. The time is such that the detective narrator needs someone to explain online bulletin boards. I'm reading this slowly, in odd moments when carrying my kindle; I hope this isn't going to mean I lose the thread of the story.

hello Internet, you're my favourite

Jan. 29th, 2015 09:55 pm
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[personal profile] sebastienne is a rock star, okay. (This is literal as well as metaphorical, which is why it's my favourite way to describe them being incredible. I mean, in part it's just a lot of fun to explain to people that they're having a bath LIKE A ROCK STAR but! also!)

-- right, so, today I had a GP appointment about whether a PTSD diagnosis might be appropriate. Upshot: hurrah my GP is awesome.

More details. )

s. was brilliant about letting me hold their hand & Just Dealing With It when I went "um, I'm really sorry, I can't unpack, can you explain what I mean by and then facesfriend pulled a face and Dan Was In My House?" and then letting me drag them around the Natural History Museum (new stegosaurus! an entire minerals gallery I'd been oblivious to because it's sociology-of-minerals not the scientific collection!) to calm myself down and then letting me feed them such that I ate dinner - housemate is off having dinner with my boything tonight, eyeroll ;) - and. yes. things? things happened.

And I got home and wrote a first draft of the sodding conference abstract; it will need lots of reworking BUT I HAVE WORDS DOWN ON PAPER. I win.

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Jan. 29th, 2015 04:53 pm
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Died on this day in 1820 aged 81 King George III of UK(my toy,wikipedia). Famously mad, for much of his long reign his son ruled as Prince Regent.

Born on this day in 1585 to William I, Prince of Orange and Louise de Coligny Frederick Prince of Orange(my toy,wikipedia). Grandfather of the William of Orange who became King of England; spent a lot of time fighting the Spanish.

Suzette Haden Elgin 1936-2015

Jan. 29th, 2015 08:32 am
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[personal profile] emceeaich posted the bulletin about my mother's death a couple of weeks ago, and I've been off in radio silence. I'm still processing this.

However, hearing that we've lost Suzette from [personal profile] james_davis_nicoll and [personal profile] supergee is making me think more about eldering and communication as well as musing about losing a parent.

I treasure her fiction. The images of the elder linguist women in Barren Houses plotting subversion with hands busy working fiber arts and sending messages coded in recipes, and the wisdom and humor of the Ozark Grannys are priceless. I only hope I can age like that.

Her non-fiction books about nonviolent communication are also soooo useful. I need a refresher course on this. And of course, reading her LJ posts on [livejournal.com profile] ozarque was fascinating. I've missed hearing from her since dementia made her go silent. As a commenter on James Nicoll's LJ noted, it is so sad that somebody who was so insightful about communication had to lose that ability at the end of her life. My condolences go out to George Elgin and her family and friends.

Give her eternal rest, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon her.

Just One Thing! (29 January 2015)

Jan. 29th, 2015 07:39 am
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It's challenge time!

Comment with Just One Thing that you've accomplished in the past 24 hours or so. It doesn't have to be a hard thing, or even a thing you think is particularly awesome. Just a thing that you did.

Feel free to share more than one thing if you're feeling accomplished!

Extra credit: find someone in the comments and give them props for what they achieved!

Nothing is too big, too small, too strange, or too cryptic. And in case you'd rather do this in private, anonymous comments are screened. I will only unscreen if you ask me to.


Liebes-Lied | Rainer Maria Rilke

Jan. 29th, 2015 12:39 am
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Wie soll ich meine Seele halten, daß
sie nicht an deine rührt? Wie soll ich sie
hinheben über dich zu andern Dingen?
Ach gerne möcht ich sie bei irgendwas
Vorlorenem im Dunkel unterbringen
an einer fremden stillen Stelle, die
nicht weiterschwingt, wenn deine Tiefen schwingen.
Doch alles, was uns anrührt, dich und mich,
nimmt uns zusammen wie ein Bogenstrich,
der aus zwei Saiten eine Stimme zieht.
Auf welches Instrument sind wir gespannt?
Und welcher Geiger hat uns in der Hand?
O süßes Lied.

Really, Dudes?

Jan. 29th, 2015 06:41 am
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I am currently running on about four hours sleep, if that. It's been hot and sticky for the past two days over here (it actually hit 40C on Tuesday, yesterday wasn't as hot, but it was muggy as well) and overcast to boot, which means the night doesn't cool down as far as it could. Which, in turn, means it's harder for me to get to sleep, because I'm feeling all hot and horrible. I tried switching on the fan, but that means I'm trying to sleep over the noise of the fan, which in turn means I don't get all the way down into sleep - I sort of bomb out at the sort of doze where one's peripheral awareness is still "on", and thus any strange noise, strange light, or unexpected whatever is enough to jerk one out of sleep.

Last night came with a doozy.

I was attempting to sleep by about 11pm, because I hadn't had the best night on Tuesday night either. Around about midnight, the thunderstorm which had been forecast for the past two days hit. It continued on until about three AM. It also apparently passed if not dead over our suburb, at least fairly close to it (close enough that some of the thundercracks required me to shield my ears to mute the volume of them). It is *still* going even now (at 6.26am as I'm writing this), but by about 3am or thereabouts the combination of exhaustion, the cooling effect of the storm on the weather, and the reduction in volume caused by the storm moving on a little made it so I could zonk out for a bit until my alarm went off at 5.30am.

Today is definitely going to be one of those days where I have a nap.

But either way, it sounded like we had about three or four thunder deities up there having a competition about who could make the most fsckin' noise. Definitely a case of "do not want" in every single way, shape and form. No incense for the thunder gods today - they don't deserve people believing in them.

Hard night

Jan. 28th, 2015 12:27 pm
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Bad night, feeling very sick, sick to my stomach, reflux, and a weird strong headache that had increased over the day. Pain meds did not help the headache. It was so hard to fall asleep. like a horrible nightmare most of the night. I am not feeling well today, dizzy and sick and looking at the computer makes my head hurt. I tried to dial in to my 8:30 meeting and people's voices made me want to pass out.

Some sort of flu or virus I guess. Taking the day off. reading and dozing. I am missing the work I wanted to get done, swimming, and meeting up with people I wanted to see who are from out of town and also dropping by to see D. as she moves today from the nursing home to chuck's house. All on hold. I miss going to the office and swimming especially as I was looking forward to both.

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Jan. 28th, 2015 04:57 pm
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Born on this day in 1457 to Edmund Tudor and Lady Margaret Beaufort King Henry VII of England(my toy,wikipedia). Henry VII took the crown at the Battle of Bosworth, where his army defeated and killed Richard III then buried him under a (future) carpark. He then married his 3rd cousin Elisabeth to "unite the houses of York and Lancaster" (interestingly Elisabeth was herself descended from John of Gaunt through her grandmother Cecily; I don't know why Cecily's marriage to Richard of York didn't "unite the houses blah blah" but probably because no-one had just won a decisive battle). Henry was the first Tudor monarch (possibly the Tudors are descended from people in charge in of Wales, but I forget exactly how) and created the Tudor badge (with both the white and red roses). He was super-paranoid about people claiming to be the sons of Edward IV.

Died on this day in 1547 aged 55 King Henry VIII of England(my toy,wikipedia). Son of the previous Henry. Henry was destined for the church until his older brother Arthur died making Henry heir to the throne, Henry married Arthur's widow because *why not* (or possibly because "we want this alliance with Spain and she is here and negotiations take forever") and then famously had another 5 weddings (4 of these marriages were annulled, so it's probably wrong to say he "had 6 wives"; at least from his point of view). *all 6* of his "wives" were cousins of his (because royalty is very incestuous); only 3 of his children survived him but he did have others including many who died very young.

Wednesday Media Consumption Post

Jan. 28th, 2015 08:18 am
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Reading: Just a murder mystery called Two Graves. There are a bunch of other things I'm ostensibly reading, but literally the only time I'm not too tired to read is during lunch at work.

Listening: I have a musical game I play with myself that I don't think I've talked about here. I'll put it under a cut to spare your reading list )

Watching: Hmm. Have I watched anything this week? I don't think so. New job, tired, etc. And James has a new game he's playing, so he'd rather play that than watch TV with me. So yeah, nothing, I think, unless you count (and I guess I should) watching my "videos that make me happy" playlist on YouTube, which I just created and which I'm really enjoying building. Recently added the Neil Patrick Harris opening of the 2013 Tony Awards. When he starts talking about inspiring young theater geeks, I lose it. Every. Time.

Playing: I uninstalled Two Dots and reinstalled it after I won the final level (which is currently 135, I think). Also still playing my other stuff. I really want a new puzzle game for android phones (hint, hint), but with the tired and all, haven't gotten around to it.


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