2011-04-12

redneckgaijin: (Default)
2011-04-12 01:46 pm

The wondrous cycle of life can get the hell out of my front yard...

... but this is the sort of thing one has to accept when one lives in the forest.

Photos from my front yard under the cut- insect-filled photos.. )
Yep- termites, swarming. The forest is filled with 'em- and, obviously, so is this pine tree, which technically is still alive. It's at least fifty years old, maybe older... but it had a twin next to it, and it died of... guess what?

And like its twin, this one will likely need to be chopped down so that, when it falls, it doesn't take out the main power lines just the other side of that fence. The tree itself is a good six to seven stories tall- 60-70 ft.

And it's not the tallest pine tree in the yard, either.

Unfortunately, we can't afford an exterminator for the tree. Nor will anything topical, any spray or anything, do anything for the bugs. You have to dig in and saturate the burrows... only, the termites came in through the roots and under the bark, which is hollow and riddled.

So- all we can do is put up with this, especially as these particular bugs have billions upon billions of cousins in the woods all around the house anyway...
redneckgaijin: (young relaxed fannish)
2011-04-12 05:04 pm

Quick Whovian note...

I'm not at all fond of Colin Baker's term as the Doctor. This isn't his fault as an actor; I think that, as an actor, he made a better Doctor than, well, Matt Smith for example.

But the scripts during that period were, almost without exception, HORRIBLE. The directing, more so. And worst of all was the Executive Meddling of then series producer John Nathan-Turner. All of that together made Colin Baker's two seasons, in my opinion, the most unwatchable- and I've watched most of them at this point.

So... not a Colin Baker fan, me.

But I am slightly amused at his very, very clever Twitter handle.

@SawbonesHex .

Nice.
redneckgaijin: (Default)
2011-04-12 06:26 pm

What.

What the hell was wrong with the original book?

And does John Scalzi have so few ideas, so few writing projects, that he needs to reinvent a classic sci-fi book by an author fifty years dead?

You want me to shut my mind to trying out an author? This is the sort of thing that does it.