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Heh. I've just spent the last three hours at work doing absolutely nothing except drinking coffee and trying not to laugh at inappropriate times. Our network went down - we think it's probably something to do with a box in Elstree somewhere - and since *everything* we do is through network connections, we were screwed. All the common departmental data is on the London servers, naturally, so we had no access to any of our email or videos or saved files. I couldn't even print something out from notepad - our printer networks go through London too. It went down about ten. My boss, N, was on the phone to at least three different IT companies and/or departments with acronymical names, trying to get someone to fix it before I went on air for the Paul McCartney gig highlights at 11, but to no avail. Still not fixed when I left half an hour ago, and N was having to wait around till someone told him whether it'd be fixed before the 6.30 breakfast news...

Real Life Whovian Wank, via sf_drama here and cavalorn: Lawrence Miles (batshit Doctor Who novel writer, not writing on the new series, strangely) spends about 2,000 words bitching about Steven Moffat (and Neil Gaiman). Extracts:

To an extent, he's the Doctor Who version of Neil Gaiman, a writer who's prepared to contrive his storylines with near-clinical precision to make sure that (a) the right demographic groups are interested and (b) he gets to look like a rock star. This is probably the harshest thing I've said so far, since Gaiman is a stinking parasite who'll sink to any depths in his quest to make goth-girls cop off with him, and even Moffat isn't that desperate. But unquestionably, there are things in his scripts which exist solely to get specific parts of the audience on his side. As I said at about this time last year, Mme de Pompadour doesn't even have a personality, and she's presented to us as a form of historical blow-up doll.

Moffat was present when I started drinking, and believe me when I say that there was a definite, specific occasion on which I can be said to have "started". Indeed, he plied me with alco-pops at every opportunity, and has suggested on more than one occasion that he feels vaguely responsible for my subsequent near-alcoholism.

What a loon.

In far fluffier and nicer news also relating to Neil Gaiman, Phil Foglio has some Good Omens fan art - a two-page comic of Crowley and Aziraphale just after Adam and Eve's expulsion from Eden, with dialogue from the book. It's being auctioned on eBay for the Alzheimer's Research Trust, as suggested by Match It For Pratchett. It's going to make a lot of money, and I can't afford to bid for it. No. This is not what credit cards are for.


Jun. 4th, 2008 10:40 pm (UTC)
Yeah, exactly! From the stuff I've read, it seems more like he courts lit-geek horror fans who also like modern fiction.


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