T says he's feeling worse today, but still no fever/cough/breathing problems. Ah, yes, the Day Three intensification stage of common cold symptoms, as the immune system kicks in, the mucus thickens, the inflammation/irritation of the ears, eyes, nose, throat worsens. I remember this happening to me so many times, it's usually the stage in a cold when I get a multi-day asthma flare and start taking Albuterol around the clock.
It's the stage of the cold when your own immune system's reactions to the cold virus feel worse than the effects of the virus itself. Hopefully he'll feel better by Christmas morning when we open presents.
Poor guy. We'll continue giving each other space and wearing masks if we're in the same part of the house, until his symptoms die down.
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I'm still in bed this morning, I was up very late finishing the first season of Outlander. I decided near the end to start calling it Prison Break 1743. How many times would this couple have to break each other out of prison? Plus the brutality of the ongoing physical, mental, and sexual assaults -- I told T this show portrays a period before there was a Bill of Rights constraining the behaviors of government officials -- such assaults made parts of the later episodes nearly unwatchable, especially if you want to sleep that night. But the season held my interest with excellent writing and acting, incredible sets & props, and tons of well-detailed extras -- even too many extras! At times I felt Scotland must have been overpopulated in the 18th Century. I laughed out loud a lot, and cried at times. A few times the suspense was so unbearable I paused and ran away to the Internet to spoil myself, which I rarely do, I generally despise spoilers.
The show reminds me a bit of the German sci-fi/historical drama Dark (which I watched for only two of its three seasons), because I suspect there may be some family tree paradoxes going on in Outlander, due to people going back in time and having children while in the past. Sometimes two distinct characters are played by the same actor in different time periods. In Dark, the family tree paradoxes are the entire darn plot, and these paradoxes multiply exponentially as the seasons pass. I don't think this theme is as central to Outlander, but I cannot be sure yet, there are many more seasons ahead of me.
An interesting feature of Outlander's editing is that no subtitles are provided when people speak languages other than English. I think this is supposed to put you in the position of the main character, when she cannot understand what is being spoken around her.
I struggle to think of an example when I've seen as much or more graphic bisexual sadism on screen, even in some of the more extreme porn scenes I've collected, even in some art house films I've watched by European sadomodernists like Lars von Trier. I was not expecting this, it repeatedly approached the level of a snuff film. To see this depth of multi-dimensional violence coming from Ron Moore and Ira Steven Behr (both of Star Trek fame) repeatedly shocked me. This show was at times more like something K would recommend than something my sister would recommend (which she did, when I asked her about it a few days ago). Though I started watching it because Anais recommended it.
Somebody compared Outlander to a slow-burn Game of Thrones, probably because (1) pre-modern setting with UK accents, (2) gratuitous violence, and (3) lots and lots of titties; but I ultimately wasn't a fan of the TV adaptation of Game of Thrones and stopped watching it. I'm curious about where this Outlander show goes after such a disturbingly dark first season. Will the second season be about puppies, perhaps?
It's the stage of the cold when your own immune system's reactions to the cold virus feel worse than the effects of the virus itself. Hopefully he'll feel better by Christmas morning when we open presents.
Poor guy. We'll continue giving each other space and wearing masks if we're in the same part of the house, until his symptoms die down.
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I'm still in bed this morning, I was up very late finishing the first season of Outlander. I decided near the end to start calling it Prison Break 1743. How many times would this couple have to break each other out of prison? Plus the brutality of the ongoing physical, mental, and sexual assaults -- I told T this show portrays a period before there was a Bill of Rights constraining the behaviors of government officials -- such assaults made parts of the later episodes nearly unwatchable, especially if you want to sleep that night. But the season held my interest with excellent writing and acting, incredible sets & props, and tons of well-detailed extras -- even too many extras! At times I felt Scotland must have been overpopulated in the 18th Century. I laughed out loud a lot, and cried at times. A few times the suspense was so unbearable I paused and ran away to the Internet to spoil myself, which I rarely do, I generally despise spoilers.
The show reminds me a bit of the German sci-fi/historical drama Dark (which I watched for only two of its three seasons), because I suspect there may be some family tree paradoxes going on in Outlander, due to people going back in time and having children while in the past. Sometimes two distinct characters are played by the same actor in different time periods. In Dark, the family tree paradoxes are the entire darn plot, and these paradoxes multiply exponentially as the seasons pass. I don't think this theme is as central to Outlander, but I cannot be sure yet, there are many more seasons ahead of me.
An interesting feature of Outlander's editing is that no subtitles are provided when people speak languages other than English. I think this is supposed to put you in the position of the main character, when she cannot understand what is being spoken around her.
I struggle to think of an example when I've seen as much or more graphic bisexual sadism on screen, even in some of the more extreme porn scenes I've collected, even in some art house films I've watched by European sadomodernists like Lars von Trier. I was not expecting this, it repeatedly approached the level of a snuff film. To see this depth of multi-dimensional violence coming from Ron Moore and Ira Steven Behr (both of Star Trek fame) repeatedly shocked me. This show was at times more like something K would recommend than something my sister would recommend (which she did, when I asked her about it a few days ago). Though I started watching it because Anais recommended it.
Somebody compared Outlander to a slow-burn Game of Thrones, probably because (1) pre-modern setting with UK accents, (2) gratuitous violence, and (3) lots and lots of titties; but I ultimately wasn't a fan of the TV adaptation of Game of Thrones and stopped watching it. I'm curious about where this Outlander show goes after such a disturbingly dark first season. Will the second season be about puppies, perhaps?