I Like Detective Stories. And Detectives.

Well, allow me to introduce myself to you as an advocate of Ornamental Knowledge. You like the mind to be a neat machine, equipped to work efficiently, if narrowly, and with no extra bits or useless parts. I like the mind to be a dustbin of scraps of brilliant fabric, odd gems, worthless but fascinating curiosities, tinsel, quaint bits of carving, and a reasonable amount of healthy dirt. Shake the machine and it goes out of order; shake the dustbin and it adjusts itself beautifully to its new position.
-Robertson Davies, Tempest-Tost

Just the usual fangirl geekery, with quite a high level of ridiculousness. You know, Doctor Who, Sherlock Holmes, Cabin Pressure, Frankenstein, science stuff, about a million books, a slightly high level of curiosity, and a Cheshire cat for good measure. I have no control over my enthusiasm. Oh, and sometimes I inflict my art on you. Sorry.
In the words of Neil Gaiman in Sandman: The weirdness has been getting worse.
Oh, and anyone who guesses who the writing lady in the sidebar image gets nothing in particular, but tell me if you know...
Currently sojourning in England, questing after the wild hedgehog. (Not really but sort of.)
Previously grinningcheshire

tookmyskull:

teabeforewar:

Ottery science at 221B Baker Stream.

Just when I think I’m tiring of this meme, something adorable like this happens

thenorwoodbuilder:

Yes, we REALLY need to ask about the dusting…

(Billy Wilder, The private life of Sherlock Holmes, 1970)

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bakerstreetbabes:

Reichenbach is tonight.

PBS. 9/8C.

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So I just talked to my parents, and they’re planning on going to see the Avengers this afternoon, and then watching Sherlock tonight. They don’t know it’s Reichenbach. They’re very excited. I didn’t give away any hints about the episode. Because I am the evil child of two lovely geeks, who I want to feel ALL the things. ALL at once.

I’m just looking forward to the voice-mail message I’m sure will be forthcoming…

thislifeinanutshell:

Sherlock meme // Six Characters → Sherlock Holmes [2/6]

I’m a Consulting Detective, the only one in the world. I invented the job.

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bakerstreetbabes:

sherlock-and-holmes:

How often have I said to you that when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth?

Arthur Conan Doyle, Sign of Four

Let’s toss in a little Spock love, shall we?

Thing I love about Sherlock #howmanyisitnow?manythat’showmany:

The fact that the connection between Sherlock and Moriarty goes back to Sherlock’s first case. And that Jim pretty much won the first round. It took Sherlock years to solve the Carl Powers case, and even then he only did it with Jim’s hints.

The whole time Sherlock has been solving cases, Moriarty has been there. In a sense, he started it, he made Sherlock this way. As long as there’s been a Great Game, Sherlock and Moriarty have been playing on opposite sides of it. In a way, Sherlock owes Jim.

And that sense of connectedness, of duality and polarity, of the debts they owe each other, makes me so incredibly happy. Because, basically, it’s just darned good storytelling. Which is always a good thing to have around.

benedictatorship:

bakerstreetbabes:

holmesosis:

thenorwoodbuilder:

Ok, folks, it was very, VERY hard, but in the end I GOT IT! I know how Sherlock survived the fall!

Brace yourself, because this is a mind-blowing, SCIENTIFIC explanation.

We have to start by considering two indisputable laws of physics:

1) Murphy’s Law / Finagle’s corollary:
‘If something can go wrong, it will’ therefore ‘If you throw a slice of buttered toast into the air it will always fall with the buttered side down.’

2) Cat’s conservation law:
‘A Cat will always land on its foots.’

SO, what would happen if we stick a slice of toast with butter to a cat’s back and we throw it to the air? The cat, by law, will land on its feet, but the toast (by law too) will land on the butter’s side. Against this problem of physics laws, the nature chooses the best way of taking a solution: the cat may just not fall.

The cat with the toast, once it’s free in the air, will float at its cat-toast equilibrium point, where butter repulsion forces and cat forces are in balance. This point can be adjusted by removing some butter from the toast, adding it, or cutting some hairs (or legs) from the cat. In theory, this will cause the cat to remain stationary, however, in reality, due to varied nature of gravity and the non-uniform profile of Earth, the cat will simply spin around its center of gravity at ever-increasing speed.

So, all Sherlock had to do was to make and wear a harness specifically designed (and he IS a genius: how long could it have taken him to develop such a simple device?) to keep a cat on his front and a buttered toast (with the butter on top, of course) on his back: et voilà!

Then, at about 1 m from the ground, he had only to unfasten the harness and gracefully fall on the pavement, placing himself in the most convenient position.

I greatly encourage all London sherlockians to watch the sky in search of the spinning cat: as it should be still attached to the buttered toast, it should be also still flying around…

THIS will be CONCLUSIVE proof.

(For those interested in a more detailed explanation of the functioning of a cat-toast device, I recommend to visit this website)

Ladies and Gentlemen, science at work.

Reichenbach: conclusively solved.

That little side to side eye movement Sherlock does when he’s thinking/just about to realize something.

sherlockology:

Celebrity Juice is STILL in the lead of video views in the BAFTA YouTube Audience Award 2012 with almost 5,000 more views than Sherlock!

So if you haven’t already, VOTE VOTE VOTE! #VoteSherlock4BAFTA as we can’t have history repeat itself and watch the cast and crew be beaten for a second time!

Together we can do something about this though, so please vote HERE

Due to regional restrictions, only UK residents are able to vote, but those outside the UK can still show their support by creating a campaign poster to say why they think Sherlock should win this award which you can find HERE and spread the word to HELP SHERLOCK WIN!!!

#VoteSherlock4BAFTA

Please do…

(Also, oh yeah, I made four of those: the right one on the top row and the whole second row! Silly jokes for Baftas. Still particularly fond of, “Because I need some. Get me some.” [Gratuitous self-congratulation.])

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I had a bit of fun with Sherlockology’s Bafta posters… Clearly it was a constructive use of my lunch-hour.

I need some (Baftas). Get me some (Baftas). He’s writing sad music (because he doesn’t have the Bafta). That’s what people do (vote for Baftas). Do you want to see some more? No. You want to see a “I won a Bafta” face.

I am a little carried away now. Bafta no longer sounds normal.

More information here, and VoteSherlock4Bafta if you’re in the UK!

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I just realized that the line from Sherlock I quote the most is: “I don’t have friends.”

Honestly not sure how to feel about this.