"It didn't matter, back then, that most of us were US citizens and had never even been to Japan. We were presumed guilty, and held without charge for four years, simply because we happened to look like the people who had bombed Pearl Harbor. For that crime, we lost our homes, our livelihoods and our freedoms.
"I cannot help but hear in [talk of a Muslim registry today] terrible echoes from the past. The internment happened because of three things: fear, prejudice and a failure of political leadership. When the administration targets groups today, whether for exclusion from travel here on the basis of religion and national origin, or for deportation based on their undocumented status, I know from personal experience that these are not done, as they claim, truly in the name of national security.
"No, instead they are intended to strike fear into communities, to show the muscle and 'toughness' of a new president, and to divide the citizenry against itself. These are the acts of a despot, not an elected leader.
"I have dedicated my life to standing against our nation's impulse toward demagoguery and tyranny by the whipped-up masses. The answer lies not just in education, but in empathy. The false narrative -- that there are those who belong here and those who do not -- is designed precisely to divorce us from the truth that we are all here and in this together."
-- George Takei (b. 1937-04-20) "On this Remembrance Day, I hear terrible echoes of the past", 2017-02-18 [bold emphasis added]
Two names you go by:
Two parts of your heritage:
Two things that scare you:
1. The current political mess
2. Things that sting you
Two things you are wearing right now:
1. Tree of Life necklace
2. black pleather leggings
Two physical things that appeal to you:
1. Long hair
Two of your favorite hobbies:
Two things you want really badly:
1. Financial security
2. For it to be 2021
Two places you want to go on vacation:
2. New Zealand (I wanted to go there even before the LOTR movies.)
Two things you want to do before you die:
1. Record a filk CD
2. Retire (as in, be able to)
Two things you are thinking about right now:
1. I should be decluttering.
2. It's almost time for bed.
Two stores you shop at:
Two people you haven't talked to in a while:
Two favorite websites:
2. Making Light
Two things you did last night:
1. Hung out online
2. Processed a new CD into iTunes
Two shows you like to watch:
1. I'm not watching any TV shows these days.
Two places you like to go to:
1. Harwin Market
Two favorite subjects in school (40+ years ago):
Two favorite places to eat:
1. Wings 'n' Things
2. Katz' Deli
Two people that live in your house:
Two things you like about yourself (physically):
1. My hair
2. I'm still reasonably physically active
Two things you ate today:
2. Girl Scout cookies
Two people you last talked to:
Two things you're doing tomorrow:
2. Trip to CostCo
I left a candle burning.
Ye gods and little green angels, that could have been nasty. Fortunately, it was an enclosed pillar candle that had already been burned down enough to where the flame was a good two inches below the top of the glass and any actual fire was nowhere near any flammable things, but egads. That gave me some horrible images when I walked into the house and realized what I'd done.
In other news, Sam has had an issue with his third eyelids for a couple of weeks, so when I took him to the vet yesterday to have him checked after his missing-in-action adventures, I asked her to take a look. She said best case scenario was a virus and gave me some antibiotic ointment I have to put in his eyes twice a day. On the plus side, Sam is possibly one of the most mellow cats on earth (unless he has catnip, then he's a mean drunk), so he just sort of goes limp and lets me do it. To get antibiotics down Cinders' throat, I had to wrap her in a towel and pry her jaws open. Sam is far, far easier.
In other other news, I wish my father would accept that he is in his sixties and isn't as athletic/flexible/balanced as he used to be. He attempted to mount his bicycle today by swinging his leg over the back and utterly failed. His hip locked, he fell over, and basically shoulder-checked my car. He put a dent in the quarter panel! Swore he was okay, though. We'll see how he feels tomorrow once those muscles stiffen up. Sweet winged fishies.
On the less eyebrow-raising side of the spectrum, I took old, played-with Barbies to the lady down the street. I'm pretty sure she runs an illegal daycare, but hey. The kids she watches all reported that they had helped look for Sam while he was missing. So points for that, and most kids like Barbies. I also had a bunch of the International Barbies still in their boxes, so the library now has a display of them. They aren't in good condition, not worth anything to a collector, but if anyone who wanders past the library wants one, I figured ten bucks each was worth it to me. If they don't sell in a couple of months, the daycare lady might get more, who knows.
And in good news, I'm feeling the urge to write again. I don't have anything in mind just yet, but my fingers and brain are itching. This is good. It's been a while since I've felt any sort of inspiration. Let's see how it goes.
And he hates it.
When I get up to pick him up and take him away from one of the other cats he's been harassing, I can feel how he is tense all through his forequarters, and hear him breathing so hard and so rough. And when I doctored his ear after Raleigh gave him a (well-deserved, small but bloody) scratch, he made a very human grunt of pain, but didn't shy away from ME or fight ME. He lets me doctor his eye when it hurts him so much from the ocular herpes, and he never bites or scratches.
For pity's sake, a few hours ago, I asked him to follow me into the kitchen so I could clean his face and eye, medicate his eye, and pill him. He followed me, purring, even though he KNEW that's what was going to happen and he hates all that. He came with me to the fridge to get his eye medicine and looked inside, like he always does. He squirmed a little but behaved himself for the gross/ouchy part. His reward? One nasty cat treat with a pill inside it. He was happy with just that. Didn't fuss or fight at all. He is a good cat.
He is a fundamentally gentle cat, driven to distraction by an unchecked mental issue. He has had such a hard time, he has been so unhappy, and it has been breaking my heart.
I want this to work out. I never intended to wind up with FIVE CATS but telling my GF to rehome hers is just as much a non-option as rehoming mine just because new boys came along. I love them ALL. I strive to treat them all with the same care, barring insulting Etrigan with much greater frequency.
But if I'm honest, I especially love my smelly cryptid man.
5 of 5 stars
I think David D. Levine has invented an entire new subgenre with this book. I'm calling it "Pulp Steampunk Regency." Pulp because it harkens back to the sort of rip-roaring adventure that was first promulgated by Jules Verne; Steampunk because of airships and automatons; and Regency because the book is set in the England (and Mars) of 1813, with all the retrograde views of women, people of color (and, as it turns out, aliens) that the time period entails.
But whatever you want to call it, it's a helluva rocket (or rather airship) ride. To modern eyes, of course, the "science" is complete nonsense. There are no "swamps of Venus" or a breathable atmosphere on Mars, much less an atmosphere (and soil) that allows for the growth of forests. There is no "intraplanetary atmosphere," or an ocean of air between the planets themselves that replaces hard vacuum and permits airship travel to Mars, Venus and presumably other planets in the solar system. But this is no more ridiculous than the FTL drives that have been a mainstay of SF for nigh on to forever. I can forgive a lot of things if a world and its rules are well thought out and the characters are engaging. This book qualifies on both counts.
Our protagonist Arabella Ashby undergoes quite a bit of personal growth over the course of this story. She learns her own strength, both physical and mental, and though at the end she is forced to marry to assure the succession of her family's Martian estate (because the British Empire of 1813 encompasses all the settled planets, apparently), her husband-to-be turns the formula on its head by being a person of color. The author actually handles the racism/sexism/classism elements of the time period pretty well, all things considered. This is a book that sneaks up on you--the further along I read, the more I liked it. (And Levine's airships are much better than some, for instance Jim Butcher's.)
This particular storyline is wrapped up by the end, but a few lingering questions assure a sequel. I'm looking forward to it.
4 of 5 stars
This is yet another re-imagining of H.P. Lovecraft's oeuvre, in this case "The Dream Quest of Unknown Kadath." Not having read the original, I'm sure I didn't pick up on many of Kij Johnson's references, but this lack did not impede my thoroughly enjoying this story. Starting with the main character: 55-year-old Vellitt Boe, a professor at a women's college in the "dreamlands," a world where capricious gods slumber and destroy, nature is in a perpetual state of upheaval, and physics as we know it does not exist.
Can you imagine that? A middle-aged woman, not relegated to invisibility, in charge of her own story? Sign me up.
It soon becomes apparent that although Vellitt's quest is important (she's pursuing a young student who ran off with a man from the "waking world," in fear that said student's father will shut down the Ulthar Women's College, one of the few opportunities available for women of the dreamlands), the journey itself is the point. Vellitt walks endless miles through nasty underground caverns, meets with and fights all sorts of dangerous creatures, and eventually ascends to the "waking" (e.g., our) world. (For much of this journey she is accompanied by a small black cat--which does not die. TAKE NOTE, JOE HILL!!!) Along the way, we are given considerable insight into the far-traveling young woman she once was, and how she is determined to be, as she puts it, more than a "footnote to a man's story." The only complaint I have about this story, and it's a minor quibble, is the abruptness of the ending. This storyline is wrapped up, but I would very much like to know what Vellitt does next.
Watermelons smashed, eaten and celebrated in annual Chinchilla Melon Festival by Elly Bradfield (ABC Queensland)
The annual Chinchilla Melon Festival is on again, including things like a beach party, melon rodeo, melon games and a street parade.
Adelaide Fringe Parade kicks off proceedings for 2017 with lights and glitter by ABC South Australia (uncredited)
The second-largest arts festival in the world (the only one larger is the Edinburgh Fringe Festival) has kicked off for the year, and will run until 19 March.
Australian company behind bee-friendly bio insecticide Sero-X secures deal to keep production in Goondiwindi by Sean Murphy (ABC Landline, New South Wales)
The company behind a new bio-insecticide which is safe for bees and other beneficial insects has managed to secure funding which will keep its production operations in Australia. The pesticide, Sero-X, is manufactured in Goondiwindi, and has peptides from the butterfly pea as an active ingredient.
So there's the three for today. If you've found any stories about "what went right" rather than "what went wrong", why not share them in the comments?
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I am taking this poll
Have you read any of these nonfiction books?
The big fix : hope after heroin by Tracey Helton Mitchell (2015)
Born a crime : stories from a South African childhood by Trevor Noah (2016)
El Deafo by Cece Bell (2014)
How to make white people laugh by Negin Farsad (2016)
The joy of leaving your sh*t all over the place : the art of being messy by Jennifer McCartney (2016)
The joys of Engrish, by Steven Cairnes (2005)
On the books : a graphic tale of working woes at NYC's Strand bookstore by Greg Farrell (2014)
A splash of red : the life and art of Horace Pippin by Jennifer Bryant & Melissa Sweet (2013)
This bridge will not be gray by Dave Eggers & Tucker Nichols (2015)
Turning Japanese by MariNaomi, (2016)
Waking the spirit : a musician's journey healing body, mind, and soul by Andrew Schulman (2016)
What is obscenity? :the story of a good for nothing artist and her pussy by Rokudenashiko, (2016)
You can't touch my hair : and other things I still have to explain by Phoebe Robinson (2016)
You're never weird on the Internet (almost) : a memoir by Felicia Day (2015)
How about these novels?
I'll give you the sun by Jandy Nelson (2014)
Fender lizards by Joe R. Lansdale (2015)
Taking the lead : a secrets of a rock star novel by Cecilia Tan (2016)
A hundred thousand worlds by Bob Proehl (2016)
Saving Montgomery Sole by Mariko Tamaki (2016)
Surrender, New York : a novel by Caleb Carr (2016)
A thin bright line by Lucy Jane Bledsoe (2016)
Have you read any of these graphic novels?
A-Force. Vol. 1, Hypertime by G. Willow Wilson, Kelly Thompson, & Jorge Molina (2016)
Alex + Ada. Volume 2 by Sarah Vaughn & Jonathan Luna (2014)
Alex + Ada. Volume 3 by Sarah Vaughn & Jonathan Luna (2015)
Angel Catbird by Margaret Atwood & Johnnie Christmas (2016)
Bitch Planet. Volume 1 : Extraordinary machine by Kelly Sue DeConnick & Valentine De Landro (2015)
Black magick. Volume 1, Awakening by Greg Rucka & Nicola Scott (2016)
C.O.W.L. Volume 1, Principles of power by Kyle Higgins, Alec Siegel, & Rod Reis (2014)
Clean room. Volume 1, Immaculate conception by Gail Simone & Jon Davis-Hunt (2016)
Copperhead. Volume 1 by Jay Faerber & Scott Godlewski (2015)
Demon volume 1 by Jason Shiga (2016)
Dragon's breath : and other true stories by Mari Naomi (2014)
Echo : the complete edition by Terry Moore (2011)
Emiko Superstar by Mariko Tamaki & Steve Rolston (2008)
Genius. Volume 1, Siege by Marc Bernardin, Adam Freeman, & Afua Richardson (2015)
How to talk to girls at parties by Neil Gaiman, Gabriel Bá, & Fábio Moon (2016)
Ichiro by Ryan Inzana (2012)
Injection. volume 1 by Warren Ellis & Declan Shalvey (2015)
Junction true by Ray Fawkes & & Vince Locke (2015)
Kaptara. Volume one, Fear not, tiny alien by Chip Zdarsky & Kagan McLeod (2015)
Lazarus. Volume one, Family by Greg Rucka & Michael Lark (2013)
Lazarus. Volume two, Lift by Greg Rucka & Michael Lark (2014)
Lazarus. Volume three, Conclave by Greg Rucka & Michael Lark (2015)
Level up by Gene Luen Yang & Thien Pham (2011)
Lumberjanes : Beware the Kitten Holy by Noelle Stevenson, Grace Ellis, Shannon Watters, & Brooke Allen (2015)
Monstress. Volume one, Awakening by Marjorie M. Liu & Sana Takeda (2016)
Ms. Marvel. Vol. 4, Last days by G. Willow Wilson & Adrian Alphona (2015)
Ms. Marvel. Vol. 5, Super famous by G. Willow Wilson, Adrian Alphona, Takeshi Miyazawa, & Nico Leon (2016)
The private eye by Brian K. Vaughan & Marcos Martin (2015)
The red tree by Shaun Tan (2001)
Revival. Volume 6, Thy loyal sons & daughters by Tim Seeley & Mike Norton (2015)
Rumble. Volume 1, The color of darkness by John Arcudi & James Herren (2015)
Saga. Volume five by Fiona Staples & Brian K. Vaughan (2015)
Saga. Volume six by Fiona Staples & Brian K. Vaughan (2016)
SCORCH by Ashley Witter (2015)
Steven Universe : too cool for school by Jeremy Sorese & Asia Kendrick-Horton(2016)
Stone cold by Jane Yolen, Adam Stemple, and Orion Zangara (2015)
T!m G!nger by Julian Hanshaw (2015)
The trouble with women by Jacky Fleming (2016)
The twilight children by Gilbert Hernandez, Darwyn Cooke & Dave Stewart (2016)
Two brothers by Fábio Moon & Gabriel Bá (2015)
The unbeatable Squirrel Girl. Vol. 1, Squirrel power by Ryan North & Erica Henderson (2015)
The unbeatable Squirrel Girl. Vol. 2, Squirrel you know it's true by Ryan North & Erica Henderson (2015)
Veda : assembly required by Samuel Teer & Hyeondo Park (2015)
Why would you do that? by Andrea Tsurumi (2016)
The wicked the divine. Vol. 2, Fandemonium by Kieron Gillen & Jamie Mckelvie (2015)
These crime & suspense novels?
Arab jazz by Karim Miské (2016)
A bed of scorpions by Judith Flanders (2016)
Blood, salt, water : a novel by Denise Mina (2015)
Bryant & May and the burning man : a peculiar crimes unit mystery by Christopher Fowler (2015)
Damaged : a Rosato & DiNunzio novel by Lisa Scottoline (2016)
Dead joker : a Hanne Wilhelmsen novel by Anne Holt (2016)
The defenceless by Kati Hiekkapelto (2015)
Escape clause by John Sandford (2016)
Even dogs in the wild by Ian Rankin (2015)
Extreme prey by John Sandford (2016)
A front page affair by Radha Vatsal (2016)
Hostile witness by Leigh Adams (2016)
In the clearing by Robert Dugoni (2016)
Incensed by Ed Lin (2016)
Inherit the bones by Emily Littlejohn (2016)
Killing trail : a Timber Creek K-9 mystery by Margaret Mizushima (2015)
Land of shadows by Rachel Howzell Hall (2014)
The lion's mouth : a Hanne Wilhelmsen novel by Anne Holt (2016)
A murder of magpies by Judith Flanders (2015)
Night school : a Jack Reacher novel by Lee Child (2016)
The pursuit : a Fox and O'Hare novel by Janet Evanovich (2016)
The Santa Klaus murder by Mavis Doriel Hay (2015)
So say the fallen by Stuart Neville (2016)
A song for the brokenhearted by William Shaw (2016)
South of nowhere : a mystery by Minerva Koenig (2016)
A tangled thread by Anthea Fraser (2015)
Thursday's children : a Frieda Klein mystery by Nicci French (2016)
Tightrope by Simon Mawer (2015)
Treason in the secret city by Diane Fanning (2016)
The unexpected inheritance of Inspector Chopra : a Baby Ganesh Agency investigation by Vaseem Khan (2015)
Web of deceit by Katherine Howell (2015)
The woman in blue : a Ruth Galloway mystery by Elly Griffiths (2016)
These books of science fiction, fantasy, horror, etc.?
The Abaddon by Koren Shadmi (2015)
Admiral by Sean Danker (2016)
All good children by Dayna Ingram (2016)
All the birds in the sky by Charlie Anders (2016)
An ancient peace by Tanya Huff (2015)
Armada : a novel by Ernest Cline (2015)
Betrayals by Kelley Armstrong (2016)
Boundary crossed by Melissa F. Olson (2015)
The Brotherhood of the Wheel by R. S. Belcher (2016)
Certain dark things : a novel by Silvia Moreno-Garcia (2016)
Chapel of ease by Alex Bledsoe (2016)
Chenoo : a novel by Joseph Bruchac (2016)
City of the lost by Kelley Armstrong (2016)
Company Town by Madeline Ashby (2016)
The core of the sun by Johanna Sinisalo (2016)
Crimson death by Laurell K. Hamilton (2016)
Driven by Kelley Armstrong (2016)
Edge of dark by Brenda Cooper (2015)
Every anxious wave by Mo Daviau (2016)
Every heart a doorway by Seanan McGuire (2016)
The everything box by Richard Kadrey (2016)
The family plot by Cherie Priest (2016)
Firewalk by Chris Roberson (2016)
Ghost talkers by Mary Robinette Kowal (2016)
A green and ancient light by Frederic S. Durbin (2016)
Hammers on bone by Cassandra Khaw (2016)
Kitty and the silver bullet by Carrie Vaughn (2008)
Kitty takes a holiday by Carrie Vaughn (2007)
Lightless by C. A. Higgins (2015)
Lizard radio by Pat Schmatz (2015)
Lost boi by Sassafras Lowrey (2015)
Lovecraft country : a novel by Matt Ruff (2016)
Making Wolf by Tade Thompson (2015)
Medusa's web : a novel by Tim Powers (2015)
Night shift by Charlaine Harris (2016)
Once broken faith by Seanan McGuire (2016)
The only ones by Carola Dibbell (2015)
Remember by Eileen Cook (2015)
(r)evolution by PJ. Manney (2015)
A shadow all of light by Fred Chappell (2016)
Shadow and bone by Leigh Bardugo (2012)
Shadowboxer by Tricia Sullivan (2014)
The sorcerer of the Wildeeps by Kai Ashante Wilson (2015)
The star-touched queen by Roshani Chokshi (2016)
Teaching the dog to read by Jonathan Carroll (2015)
The trials by Linda Nagata (2015)
An unattractive vampire by Jim McDoniel (2016)
Updraft by Fran Wilde (2015)
Uprooted by Naomi Novik (2015)
Walking the labyrinth by Lisa Goldstein (1996)
Waters of versailles : A Tor.Com Original by Kelly Robson (2015)
Windswept by Adam Rakunas (2015)
And, speaking of breathtaking, Jude Law in crimson velvet and gold embroidery is pretty breathtaking himself. I know its wrong, but he makes a very sexy--and menacing-- Pope, and he knows it--oh, he is full of small knowing smiles! But, just as you begin to agree with his critics that he is "diabolical," he steps out of the enigmatic shadows and into the light to give his angel wings a good airing out.
Now film it as if David Lynch had trained as a Jesuit before moving to Hollywood and throw in some rock tunes to balance out the boy choirs. This must be one of the smartest, most beautiful showscurrently out there, even though I suspect it will all end in tears.
Bad news: remembered why I do not go for a massage more often.
I have been sternly instructed to Drink More Water (the guy wanted me to cut out all soda, tea, and coffee, which haha, no, caffeine addiction is a thing and I am not cold-turkeying that shit not no-how), and Remember to Stretch, especially on my left side as the problem with my left rotator cuff has flared up again. I feel like I've gone ten rounds with a punching bag, or possibly ten rounds as a punching bag. Wife assures me that the bruised, tender feeling should subside in a day or two.
Wife, on the other hand, got a guy named Russell who was very gentle-handed but effective. I am envious. Note to self: ask for Russell next time.
Then I lost my house because I didn't have the money to pay the mortgage. My parents told me that I'm almost 40 and need to stand on my own two feet. They wouldn't let me move in with them. My best friend felt sorry for me and said I could camp out in her guest room until I got back on my feet.
In that time, I've fallen in love with her husband. I couldn't help it. "Alex" is amazing -- smart, charming, kind, athletic, attractive, the total package. But it makes me uncomfortable to see him being so affectionate with his wife, always holding her hand and stroking her hair. I can't figure out why their marriage has lasted 10 years. He's outgoing, and she's shy. She's also rather plain. Alex doesn't seem to realize that he could have somebody so much better looking and smarter. He could have me.
I know his wife took me in when nobody else would, but you can't help who God tells you to love. My mother says I need therapy. I don't agree. I simply want to know how to deal with my feelings so I can be around my friend without wanting to smack that sweet smile right off her face. Any advice? -- Crazy in Love
Dear Crazy: You steal from your job, lie to your family and then try to seduce your best friend's husband. Alex is smart enough to know a good woman when he marries one. The longer you stay in that house the harder it will be for you. Get any job, maybe two of them, so you can afford another place to live, even if it means multiple roommates. Then take your mother's advice and get some counseling to understand why you keep trying to take things that don't belong to you.
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In fact, I'm pretty sure I have seen letters to the editor to the effect of when will Tim Dowling's wife kick him out or run screaming into the distance?
And one must think that this is a more general likelihood for the male columnist writing lifestyle columns very much based on his own life and domestic/familial mishaps.
But it turns out that it is not Tim Dowling who is now reporting on the breakup of his marriage, it's actually Tim Lott who is writing I have left the family home. Divorce proceedings are under way. My wife and I have separated after years of struggling to make our marriage work.
Apparently he has been diagnosed with inattentive-type adult attention deficit hyperactivity disorder. He admits that 'I can be very disengaged, disorganised and abstracted – tendencies I had previously put down to a creative temperament' (one may well consider that those characteristics have often been excused, particularly in the human male, precisely because CREATIVE PERSON, rules do not apply, even if in this case there is a diagnosable reason).
One does wonder that one does not see this more often: I rather think that the marriage of the guy I remember from some while back who used to bang on about the joys of fatherhood and his meanie wife not wanting to have more children did break up.
Re Tim Dowling, I do rather wonder if Mrs Dowling bears as much resemblance to her avatar in his columns as Paul Dashwood did to The Provincial Lady's 'Robert', but who knows.
I did, for a wonder, find myself nodding at Dowling's column this week over the reflection:
It occurs to me that we’ve accidentally passed on a load of mild phobias and private snobberies as if they were a template for living. Long after our roles as parents and children have been discharged, we will still be bonded by these local rules and preferences.
I pick up my fork and feel its strange weight. I realise that even our most dearly held family prejudices will probably dissolve in time; once you leave home you discover that many kind and decent people eat from absurdly big bowls.
Which made me wonder further how many of the strictures recorded by Nancy Mitford in Noblesse Oblige were in fact specific to the Mitford family rather than the upper class as a whole.
*Hidden Figures*, did not show up on LiveJournal. Is something going wrong with cross-posting? I re-set my password in the cross-posting settings, though it hasn't changed for months (I should change my passwords) so I should probably have let it alone. We'll see if this gets through.
I have played a few games the past couple of months, some new.
- Ticket to Ride, an oldie but goodie. Introduced a couple of friends to it who had never played it before. One of them loved it to pieces (even though she lost), bought it, and has gotten her family to play it and they like it too. *warm glow of accomplishment* This was New Year's weekend at Asylum House in Philadelphia.
- Dragon and Flagon: bar brawl tabletop game with sort of Robo Rally mechanics. I hear some people find this way too slow, waiting for one's turn to come around. We prevented such sadness by a) only having 4 players b) each player doubled up with two characters c) those of us who caught on varied our characters' actions so that some played actions that took only one or two rounds to complete, and some played actions that took several rounds to complete. I would happily play this again. Learned it at Rev. Karl's Brunswick Games Day (he rents a community center and lots come to play).
- Patchwork: quilting tabletop game for 2 players. Each person tries to build a quilt by "buying" irregular shapes from a common pool of "fabric scraps" (think Blokus but each has their own quilt, not competing for space with each other). Soothing, pretty, some strategy, but a little difficult to follow the "track" due to the prettyness. I learned this at my church's Syrian Refugees fundraiser (games night run by the church teenagers).
- Pairs. I love this push-your-luck card game with beautiful decks -- 2-player that night, takes up to 7 pretty well. The basic rules are fine for me, but some get into the variants. This was at a friend's party.
- Spaceteam: repair your spaceship in a hurry cooperative card game. I didn't have all the energy for shouting frantic help requests and throwing cardsat each other, but it was interesting to watch. Fun art, what I saw of it.
- Tenra: RPG hosted at my house, GM'd by badmagic. I enjoyed playing an anneledist who saw worms on that world as a source of wonder, not disgust. Some combat, some intrigue. We had a good time, but I ran out of steam by the 4th act.
Disability, Space, Architecture: A Reader
by Jos Boys (2017)
Disability, Space, Architecture: A Reader takes a groundbreaking approach to exploring the interconnections between disability, architecture and cities. The contributions come from architecture, geography, anthropology, health studies, English language and literature, rhetoric and composition, art history, disability studies and disability arts and cover personal, theoretical and innovative ideas and work. Richer approaches to disability - beyond regulation and design guidance - remain fragmented and difficult to find for architectural and built environment students, educators and professionals. By bringing together in one place some seminal texts and projects, as well as newly commissioned writings, readers can engage with disability in unexpected and exciting ways that can vibrantly inform their understandings of architecture and urban design. Most crucially, Disability, Space, Architecture: A Reader opens up not just disability but also ability – dis/ability – as a means of refusing the normalisation of only particular kinds of bodies in the design of built space. It reveals how our everyday social attitudes and practices about people, objects and spaces can be better understood through the lens of disability, and it suggests how thinking differently about dis/ability can enable innovative and new kinds of critical and creative architectural and urban design education and practice.
"I've found that all it usually takes to draw out an engineer is to ask a couple of technical questions and then remain calm while listening to the answers. Most people tend to take on a blank, frightened look as soon as they realize that a technical explanation is under way; if you can resist giving this reaction and simply listen, your engineer will open up and tell you everything you ever wanted to know." -- Margaret Lazarus Dean, Leaving Orbit: Notes from the Last Days of American Spaceflight, 2015
[Not just engineers. In general, you poke a geek the right way, and knowledge falls out. Knitting, weaving, beadmaking, math, astrophysics, music -- find someone who loves the subject you want an intro to, ask a 'how' or 'why' question, and keep looking interested until your brain is full.]
Happy birthday to silmaril!
Just two lines of dialog, between Spock and Fraser.
"At first glance, it might appear so. But I have found that such seeming implausibility often leads to surprisingly effective results."
*throws hands* I don't even know. But if this story ever gets off the ground, I have two lines ready to go. Well, One Bright Summer started with two lines... then stalled for several years. Even if this doesn't fizzle into the ether, don't hold your breath waiting.
You know the tremendous number of people Sniveler In Chief expects this weekend in Melbourne, FL for his next ego stroking? (There are much less pleasant terms I could use than that. Most involve a part he claims has no problem with and another part he can't keep zipped, but I digress.)
Wonder how he came up with the idea of it being a tremendous amount? Wonder no more, because like many who cheer him on, he either brings them along from the inside or else hires them off of Craigslist.
Here's ardent "fans" cheering his candidacy announcement - you could buy these for just $50 a pop back in July of 2015 (this link also explains the cheering sections since he took office - hint: not spontaneous). Considering how well the entirely fake crowd worked, they probably go for up to $75 a pop, now.
Yeah, these are the folks who sold their souls for $50 apiece to our formerly wannabe regime changer:
And below is a Craigslist ad (it's a screen cap; I can't find an archival record; it's been submitted for removal from CL) for the rewards you get at his Melbourne, FL rally tomorrow night (and please for the love of God, I hope there's more protestors chanting away outside of it then there are "enthusiastic patriots" inside):
Free to attend! Free cash vouchers! Free bling to flip on eBay (Christ, I'd go just for that and I deeply dislike him and most of his supporters*)!
You don't even have to be a Trump fan to get behind it; it's a moneymaker so of course attendance should be high. Much easier to buy people off than make them want to attend; I guess he gave up on that a while ago (like, before he even ran for president. I get the feeling he knows he's an old, crazy coot so any glimmer of "success" must be bought).
Yet protests against him/his policies/executive orders/Congressional actions are "paid"...no, really? If he can't get anyone friendly enough to show up for free, then he knows protestors will do what they do for nothing. Right? He does know that, doesn't he?
Sometimes I wish he'd stop buying his own bull just long enough to admit - publicly, at a press conference without any paid supporters - that Howard Stern's right: he does not, has not, and will not ever want this job. He wants Hillary to do it, instead. It'd be a relief for pretty much everyone who dislikes him or is merely doubtful.
*though I'd have to handle it wearing gloves and maybe have a priest come bless my house before bringing it inside
So -- roommate and I realized about a week ago that neither of us had seen Loki for a few days; by itself that doesn't necessarily mean anything, because cat, but his food was untouched and his litter box was untouched. (Yes he sometimes eats Monkey's food, but in addition, not instead, of his own, and rattling his food dish usually brings him running.) And he is not a quiet cat -- if he were trapped somewhere he would be howling his head off -- so it was increasingly clear he wasn't in the apartment. And of course he doesn't have a collar.
Cue the litany of lost-cat tasks: calling vets, calling the shelter, talking to neighbors in case one of them brought him inside, making up fliers, etc. Also cue my brain being an asshole and constantly returning to worst case scenarios.
To add to the stress, my roommate had a scheduled trip for a grad school interview, leaving Tuesday and getting back this weekend. Having her gone is stressful even normally because there isn't backup if my aides flake and because I don't have the stress relief option of venting to her and because my mom is the one driving me home from rehearsals argh. Having my roommate gone *and* Loki missing meant I've been a gigantic ball of anxiety and stress.
Then yesterday I went to go to rehearsal, and Loki goes scooting out from under my van to under another car. Tea deer versonnen: My aide scoops him up and brings hm inside, I sulk about going to rehearsal because I want to be at home with a Loki making sure he's okay, but I do the responsible thing of going.
I don't know where the fuck he was all week or what he was doing; he seemed scared while hiding under the car, but was back to his usual self, including jumping on shoulders (and my mom's back, when she made the mistake of bending over to try to pet him). Possibly slimmer, but he had some pudge. We will probably take him in for a checkup but I'm waiting until next week so roommate can help with that. But he seems okay.
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Meanwhile, today I was pretty much a complete mess -- you know how you can hold it together (at least sort of) *during* a highly stressful event, but then crash afterward? Yeah. Some amount of paranoia (which I predicted yesterday would happen) that when I haven't seen him in a few hours it's because he's gone again, rather than hiding somewhere sleeping; a lot of crying, both random and not. (And I ducked up scheduling a ride -- Yahtzee had to go to the vet for yearly vaccination stuff today at 3, and I had someone lined up to drive, but told her 3:40 for a pickup time rather than 2:40, and didn't realize until 3:03 -- and even though I was able to have my aide, who was there, drive instead, and call the vet to give a heads up that Y would be a few minutes late but was coming, I then just burst into tears because ~clearly~ (that's sarcasm font) I'm a horrible failure. )
Oh, and my chair has wonked out again -- lateral tilt not working, stuck in turtle mode, though st least not super tilted -- and I *still* don't have the new chair working. (Well, it works in general, but there's a comfort issue and if doesn't tilt back as much as i need.)
So ... yeah. I'm having ~fun~.
"It was unhinged. It was wild."
(I thought it was about his clothes. No, it's "press conference", a new one on me.)
Summer rains awaken dormant Western Australian desert turtles by Nathan Morris (ABC Goldfields, Western Australia)
With the recent rainfalls, normally unseen forms of desert life have come out of a period of dormancy, to feed, breed, and stock up for the next long dry. This includes things like the flat-shelled long-necked turtle, and various forms of burrowing frogs.
How to avoid getting into trouble when collecting for charity by Emma wynne (ABC Radio Perth, Western Australia)
More of a "how to do it right" than a "what went right", but this one is a brief profile of how to avoid problems when fund-raising for charity. Be aware the information given may be very specific to Western Australia - but the overall point of the article is probably pretty universal.
Goat meat price breaks records in Western Australia by Joanna Prendergast and Lucinda Jose (ABC Rural, Western Australia)
Goat meat is currently fetching $6.2 per kilogram, an unbelievable price for an animal pastoralists formerly regarded as a pest, barely worth the bother of killing. The price is actually higher than the price being offered for sheep meat.
So there's my three stories for the day. If you've found any stories in your mainstream media feeds about "what went right", why not share a link to them in the comments? I found a lot today, so I'll probably put in a comment with the rest of 'em a bit later.
The tweet was the second with nearly identical wording that Trump published in rapid succession. The first tweet was apparently deleted so Trump could remove the interjection “SICK!” and use the freed-up space to add ABC and CBS to his list. Together, ABC, CBS, and NBC, the US’s major television networks, draw over 20 million viewers a week to their news broadcasts.
China’s dictator Mao Zedong, who created the Great Famine that killed an estimated 36 million Chinese, famously embraced the concept of calling individuals or associations critical of his policies or Communist diktats “enemies of the people.” Identifying and punishing these “enemies” was central to Mao era-political indoctrination that began in primary school, explains Zhengyuan Fu, in “Autocratic Tradition and Chinese Politics.”
They met in Detroit under terrible circumstances.
“Rosa Parks Robbed and Beaten,” read the headline in The New York Times (paywall). After a man broke into her home one evening in August 1994, the 81-year-old civil rights icon found herself being treated for injuries at Detroit Receiving Hospital.
When he learned of the assault, local businessman Mike Ilitch—founder of the Little Caesars Pizza chain and owner of the Detroit Tigers baseball and Red Wings hockey teams—sprang into action. With the help of others in the city, he found Parks a new apartment just south of downtown, along the Detroit River. Until her death 11 years later, he also quietly paid her rent.Click headline for story
According to the National Institute of Health, the average resting heart rate: for children 10 years and older, and adults (including seniors) is 60 - 100 beats per minute. for well-trained athletes is 40 - 60 beats per minute.
Because I had a consult with my sleep doctor last week, I happen to know what my heart rate is: 53.