Administrivia: 06 April 2021

Just throwing in an I’m-not-dead post.

Part the first

One of the things I paid for with the stimulus money, and it sounds a lot more highfalutin’ than it really is, was an upgrade to my visitor traffic plugin. In retrospect I’m not 100% sure it was worth it, but I’ll give it some more time and see. I do get to see what pages individual people (by IP address — I have no idea who you are) hit when they visit now, which may be useful for establishing general patterns over time.

I wonder if they’ll update the plugin should Scotland succeed at an independence referendum. As of now it all says “United Kingdom” instead. When I go in and actually look, though, most of the hits are from England so I doubt it’s going to make much of a difference.

(I always perk up a bit when it’s London or Glasgow. London because his agent’s there. It’s all me Silly-Fangirling, of course — very likely it’s fans instead. Works either way! You do tend to wonder sometimes, though I don’t think I’ve seen anything Ayrshire-specific and that’s where he lived for several years, if not still currently, so.)

Part the second

I am later than I wanted to go on setting up the whole birthday card thing.

For those who are relatively new: Last year I sent him one. I happened to run across this guy online selling one that had a two-panel comic strip on the front. Panel 1: Elvis Presley tells Sandor Clegane, “You ain’t nothin’ but a hound dog, a-cryin’ all the time.” Panel 2: Sandor breaks the fourth wall next to a beheaded and gushing Elvis-corpse and mutters, “Fuck the King.” I thought it was hilarious, and then a little while later it hit me: I bet Rory would get a kick out of it too, because his sense of humor seems to touch on such things. So I ordered this fucker allllll the waaayyyyy from the you-kaaayyyyy because I am a fucking goit, and then wrote a message in it and sent it BACK to the UK. Because why the fuck not. Of course, this all coincided with the pandemic warming up. Of course. So you should have seen me, I was wetting the envelope flap with the fucking corner of a wet washcloth Just To Be Absolutely Sure. Ugh. But I sent it to his agent in London. Who knows when or if he picked it up.

Also: The artist has met Rory before. I had left a review on his online shop praising the card and explaining what I used it for and he thought that was cool. He worked in a bookshop back in the day and Rory walked in once — of course. I wish you could immigrate to Scotland by getting a job in a bookshop. I’d fucking be there already.

(Okay, not really, because my life won’t allow it just yet. But it’s nice to think about.)

This card’s a lot simpler, because I got an idea to design my own this time. Yellow card, and some of you might remember a Clegane dog project I was fucking around with late last year? I still have the stamp I carved. I had jokingly mulled over whether to send him an actual finished mask but wasn’t sure how he’d take it, but you can print on paper and cardstock with that stamp too, so that’s what I decided to do instead. And I’ll write a message on the inside again, like last year. What message? Nothing risqué. Wasn’t last year either. Thinking of, among other things, offering just-in-case congratulations for that rumor about him that got started late last year, and let’s see if he rises to the challenge. (And I’d congratulate him anyway, because if it really did happen it’s a Momentous Occasion and she must really be special, so good for him, even if I’d be sad about it too. I have the emotional range of more than a teaspoon, thank you very much.) Maybe this will be the nudge he needed that if he really did marry he might go, “Oh hey wait, I bet people have been wondering,” and mention it in his next interview. See, multiple purposes there. And I would have sent the card anyway. Because… it’s him.

(I know people in my personal life who would be very annoyed with me. “OH so you’ll send a card to a STRANGER every year for his BIRTHDAY and I never get a letter from you!” Well, he’s also not on social media, at least not anywhere identifiable. I mean what the fuck else can I do?)

But as I said, I’m going later than I wanted. Who knows whether it will get to London in time, and who knows how often he goes and gets mail from his agent. Or does the agent forward his mail? I mean, it could be anything really. I have no idea how this works and I doubt Emptage Hallett would tell me if I asked. I suppose it’s the thought that counts.

Apparently some fans knit things for him. I also knit, and I’m pretty sure I can guess at hat size at least (or range — handknits have a good deal of stretch, considering), and I can sort of guess at personal taste a bit, but it would still feel like an imposition or maybe something too personal, so I’m not up to that yet. If you’d like to make something for him, obviously he loves hats (a slouch would be an excellent choice, I think) and likes blue, green, and black for sure. (Think Black Watch tartan. Those colors.) I wouldn’t try to match that glorious red scarf he sometimes wears. Photography fucks up color accuracy.

Part the third:

I’m waiting on a refund to kick in. Depending on whether it kicks in or whether Zappos gives me the runaround, this site may go dark BRIEFLY this month, starting fifteen days from now (the 21st). Payday is five days later — remind me to tell you sometime how much I fucking hate Monday paydays — and I won’t immediately lose the domain name so it’s not a world crisis, but it will be a bit annoying for those of you who try to visit and can’t. I have another option or two to explore as well. Either way we’re looking at less than a week’s downtime or none at all, and I trust my host to resolve (no pun intended) things very quickly once I get my own shit together. The roughest part of the pandemic for me has been having this other adult home who of course is going to be unavailable while he’s working, but he also willingly took on MORE work on the side and so when he’s not in the basement he’s sitting in his living-room chair napping or otherwise being useless. Occasionally he cooks. But mostly it’s him making three times the mess while only being half as helpful as he was previously, and he wasn’t that fucking helpful in the first place. So I’ve very much felt stretched in several different directions, and so I spent faster than I had intended when the stimulus came in. I did also get a few major things solved, though, at least partway, so I suppose I shouldn’t be too hard on myself. It’s just one of those things. Personal shit’s gotta come before the hobby.

Okay. I babble enough. Here’s another Rory for ya, and I’ve got shit to do. ‘Later.

Rory McCann in The Book Group

Administrivia: 26 March 2021

I am kind of beside myself today. This is my firstborn’s birthday, and I’m not gonna get into all that here because this is not my personal blog, but let’s just say he’s the same age this year as I was when I left his father — 25, holy shit — and I felt old that year. (1999 was a fucking horrible year. Then 2004 surpassed it… I thought. Then came 2020.) It is not often something really cool happens on his birthday, but in ’05 Doctor Who returned to the airwaves, which I didn’t fully appreciate until five years later, and now today we’ve had TWO new things from Rory, and although I’m not the one who’s supposed to be getting the presents, in some cultures the mom does get the fucking presents so I’mma take what the universe gives me with a great big shit-eating grin.

You already saw Rory’s new ad in the previous post. If you didn’t, get yer buttocks on over there and look.

Back yet? Cool.

Okay. If you followed me on Facebook (RIP), you know what I do when I get screenshots. I put just about all the fuckers up complete with fun commentary. Part of me wants to do that here, but also, I had another all-nighter last night, and I’m fucking knackered. (I love that word.) ALSO, jury’s still out on whether I will do a screenshots section on this website; I still have the page up but I’m not 100% wedded to any solution just yet. BUT, I will have screenshots here in a dedicated space regardless. I just need to decide WHERE and how I will nest the pages before I go taking on that HUGE FUCKING PROJECT, which it will be, trust me, but I’m not ready just yet.

BUT! I can put up some of my favorites for you. You’d like that, right?

I can’t fuckin’ hear you!

YEAH???

OKAY!!!

Okay. Here we go. And let me enlighten you on the realities of screencapping Netflix. To wit, unless you’re using their DVDs, you can’t do it. The service itself has some kind of built-in code to keep you from getting any still shots off their programming. Fuckers. Happily, there are plugins you can add to Chrome and, I guess, maybe to Firefox, but I fucking hate Firefox except as an alternative READING browser so never mind. So I got around that little problem.

I apologize that these will be dark. These are RAW screenshots, and I’ve not edited them. Also, click on the pic to see it bigger. This should also work on a phone, but you’d really rather do it on something with a bigger screen. Trust me.

This episode of The Irregulars is called “An Unkindness in London,” which you will eventually find has a double meaning. I’m not gonna get into much of what’s happening in the plot because the screencaps won’t make it obvious and I don’t want to spoil everything.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

This is not the first pic I got of Rory, but it’s the first one where you can clearly see the costume. Already knowing the name of his role, and given the height of the guy in the costume, I figured this had to be him.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

I can never pass up those beautiful hands, given a chance. And we’ll see them again later. Yay!

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

First shot of Rory’s face.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

…I might have this one as a Facebook cover photo. Somewhere.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

BIG SCARY MAN RELEASES BIG SCARY BIRDS AAAAAAUUUUUUGH

(Fun fact, for the five of you who didn’t know: Rory hates horror films, and particularly jump scares. Hides his face behind his hands to get through them [me too, big man… me too]. Says he doesn’t mind acting in them, however. This isn’t a horror film, but it’s got horrific elements in it. I bet he had fun with it though.)

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

No Roryface, but a good look at the plague-doctor mask he’s wearing in one character’s visions. (Spoilers… watch the danged episode.)

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

Turns out the Bird Master is a bird scientist named Arthur. He should get together with the Moth Man named Arthur and have a killer time.

No? Fell flat? Hey, I’m dead on my feet. Whaddya want?

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

There are two unusual-for-Rory aspects of this role. This is the first one: Rory’s playing a character with supernatural powers. Arthur’s calling every fucking bird in the fucking city to do… something. Spoilers.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

Someone else in the show has supernatural powers, and those have kicked in now. Arthur is bewildered.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

One thing among MANY that fascinates me about Rory McCann is how much his face can change from role to role even before they put the (any) makeup on. I’ve been taking screencaps of him for two damn years next month and seen his range. I swear he’s half chameleon. (Awfully cuddly for a chameleon, but never mind.) Although here he reminds me a bit of McNess in Solomon Kane which — if you decide to watch it — he only appears in for like the last half-hour or so of the movie, damn it.

But this is Arthur before The Bad Thing happened. Which I will not elaborate on because watch the fucking episode.

Oh and, did you notice? Two Rories in one photo. SIGH.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

I can’t really joke here because the episode isn’t funny (mostly… there are a couple moments) anyway, and then from here on in it’s not funny at all. Typically the productions Rory is in don’t give him much of a shot at emotional range. I’ve seen tears in his eyes for a role… hm… twice, if he had tears in his eyes for Alexander? The other time in Jack ‘n’ Jill (yes, I saw it, Rory… several times in fact) after Jack is shot and in a lot of pain. Nothing like this. Not Arthur’s absolute heartbreak.

This isn’t even the worst of it.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

…No, this isn’t the worst of it either.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

Some flashback of where Arthur got his bird powers from, which I didn’t wholly understand because I didn’t have the captions on. (I’m not deaf or technically hard of hearing but I have trouble parsing sometimes.) I’m sure when I watch it again with them on I’ll clue in. Obviously this is some sort of talking board. I just am not sure who Arthur was talking to.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

I said we would see beautiful hands again later. Here are beautiful hands again. SIGH. I know. Inappropriate.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

And some kind of power’s going into Arthur… well, the bird power, obviously. Neat visual here.

(OMG HIS EYELASHES. I STILL can’t get over his eyelashes. SIGH.)

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

See, I said those other shots weren’t the worst of it. This is just heartbreaking.

Anybody ever makes Rory cry like this for real, I’m personally kicking your ass.

Rory McCann in The Irregulars, s01e01, "An Unkindness in London"

And last shot of him. Arthur has just lost it now.

Okay. That’s all I’m putting up for this post. I have at least four times the number of caps that I actually put here. I may not even put all of them up in a screenshot section later, but I will put more than I did here.

Also, I’m finishing at eight minutes after midnight my time but shh. Doesn’t matter. Let’s pretend I got it all done on Friday night instead of Saturday morning. *click*

P.S. He never said “Little Bird” even once. I am not surprised, but I was half expecting it.

New B&Q ad!!!

Well, I probably won’t screenshot every single Google Alert I get about Rory. But I am TREMENDOUSLY! HAPPY! with the one I got today!

NEW B&Q AD! I love Rory McCann’s voice! YAY!!!!!

…I gotta say it’s kinda funny to hear him talking about planting stuff, what with his having wanderlust so often. My dude would never keep a garden going, it’d all be back to weeds by the time he returned.

That’s OK. You should see my poor spearmint and I don’t run around.

Oh well. NEW FROM RORY NEW FROM RORY YAY

and SPEAKING OF new from Rory… see next post!

(It’ll take a while! There will be screencaps! Lovely screencaps! I LOVE RORY SCREENCAPS!)

Administrivia: 24 March 2021

Not so much about the site this time but still Rory-adjacent so I guess it counts.

Part the first: I finally, after more than a year, got a frame worthy of my autographed Hound photo. To wit: acid-free mat with acid-free pollutant-absorbing backing, and UV glass. I’ve heard things about how Sharpie autographs can degrade over time, and I know photos can fade in sunlight, and I get a fair amount of that in my room when the blinds are open during the day. So I’m leaving nothing up to chance.

It’s just funny how he signs his stuff “THE HOUND.” Babe, I didn’t want an autograph from the Hound, I wanted one from you. But it’s okay. The Hound was an interesting character.

(I can’t wait to see Sandor again in the books, IF MARTIN EVER FUCKING FINISHES THEM. I’m just about positive, along with much of the Hound fandom, that he turned up in A Feast For Crows and is the big lame novice brother on the Quiet Isle who likes dogs but has taken a vow of silence and covered half his face…)

Part the second: Have obtained House Male’s password for Netflix, which I’m still not resubscribing to, at least not for a while yet. (I may weaken and cave in once I’m living on my own, especially if something else with Rory in it comes up.) House Male doesn’t mind, so. SO, Friday will be fun. The only question is do I do the capping during the day or wait til everyone’s in bed. Right now the environment’s mostly conducive to me capping during the day so we’ll see.

“But you don’t have a Facebook page anymore!” Oh, ye of little faith. Watch this space.

Will I also be a smartass when I share them, as I was on the Facebook page? Dear babies, am I a smartass here already? Does Rory like coffee?

What, you didn’t know Rory likes coffee? Oh, my sweet summer child.

Part the third: I was cleaning up my personal Instagram the other day (I must be an annoying person to follow on Instagram… I’m never happy with it, I may abandon it completely one of these days) when I ran across a pic I had shared of Rory making his Grr Face and spraying a spray bottle on which he’d written CUNT AWAY SPRAY. I’m sure it’s his handwriting. It just fits in too well with his autographs. Anyway, and I had added a “me when someone says something stupid about COVID” as commentary. So here comes this guy out of nowhere saying “Rory when asked if he wants a [sic] English breakfast.”

It was one of Rory’s friends! Specifically, the one who’s shared photos before of Rory going skiing. I had tagged the image with Rory’s tag and I guess he looks at it every now and again. I’ve never interacted with him other than that one time, but in that little bit of time I learned (a) that Rory strongly prefers full Scottish to full English breakfast — this will make more sense to UK people, I barely understand it myself; (b) that despite Rory’s public statements that he’s a grumpy bastard before breakfast, somehow Skiing Friend seems to have never seen that side of him and in fact would characterize him as “not really a grumpy sort of guy.” Or Rory’s pre-breakfast grumpy is not a true grump? Dunno. But that was a neat little treat.

This is who I am, though. I love learning about him. And yet if I ever met him I’d probably clam the fuck up and forget everything I ever wanted to ask him. That is just how I fucking roll.

So I screenshot the interaction and it’s on my phone somewhere. Can’t really cite it as a source anywhere here but it’ll likely go into The Folder when I get organized that far.

Anyway. Little update. There ya go.

Just adding this to say…

Kid was looking over Instagram, I think, and remarked to me a little while ago: “Huh. Jack Black shaved his beard.”

End of an era, I thought, because Black’s beard has truly become a thing of wonder over the course of the pandemic.

And then it hit me.

“A-ha!” I cried. “I bet they’re filming the new Jumanji!” He’s got facial hair in that, but not nearly as much. Like, he’d get to about that long in a week or two, three at the outside. So if they ARE filming it, while they wouldn’t be filming it right NOW, they will be soon.

If I’m right, it won’t be long ’til Rory goes back to work too. If you see any fans sharing recent pics of him on Instagram and he’s got Glorious Beard going on like at the Game of Thrones Season 8 premiere in New York City two years ago, that’ll make it even more likely.

Fucking love that beard. Wanna scritch it. Sigh.