VidUKon 2026 Themed Premieres Show!

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 07:54 pm
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The 2026 themed premieres vidshow theme is Unfinished Business!

Send us your vids* for sources that left you hanging in some way. Examples include:
  • Shows that were cancelled before their time
  • Movie endings that felt rushed 
  • Books that didn’t get their anticipated sequel.

Vids do not have to be about the Unfinished aspect of the source, but we do encourage vidders to consider that in their vids where possible! We also enjoy unexpected interpretations of the prompt – if you’re unsure, please do get in touch with a member of concom or email us at vidukon@gmail.com.

*Please only send us at most one (1) vid for this show! The vid must be a premiere and will be shown in a dedicated vidshow at VidUKon. The submission deadline for this show is Sunday 19 April at 23:59 British Summer Time (UTC+1).

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Tuesday, 24 February 2026 06:12 pm
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My previous post has turned into a bit of a collection of other people's experiences with arranging funerals and their customs, which was unintended but which I've actually been finding quite helpful. There is a surprising amount of comfort in it, even if I haven't been replying (and am unlikely to do, sorry). I hadn't expected that. Aside from grandparents, it's the first time for me that it has been quite so close a relation.

Turning Away

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 10:14 am
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 Ramadan has just started and my Signal group is having trouble finding enough protectors to fill evening slots. My Food Communists are talking about a $40,000 shortfall that may end their ability to feed people in hiding. March 1 is looming for people who haven't been able to pay rent and are facing evictions. Yet, local politicians are declaring victory and telling people it's time to "go shopping." 

Meanwhile, ICE is still being tracked throughout Saint Paul (and presumably Minneapolis, but I don't have access to those Rapid Response groups). Reports that I've seen seem to indicate that the majority of the activity has moved out to the less well organized smaller towns and suburbs. Though the "sexy" part of the resistance--the gas in the streets, the violent confrontations--has dried up, the danger to our immigrant communities is far from over. There is zero sense that ICE is actually leaving. They have switched to quieter, more subtle tactics. They've gone further afield. But make no mistake, they are very much still here.

Last night I went to a Singing Resistance meeting for an action that took place this morning. I managed to miss this morning's action because my GPS decided that it wanted to autocorrect Street to Avenue!  VERY DIFFERENT, GPS!  In fact, a very important distinction!!!  So, I ended up getting lost in downtown Minneapolis long enough to miss the gathering time.  But, what was interesting to me is that these Singing Actions have, in the past, brought thousands of people into the streets. Famously, they sang songs encouraging ICE agents to defect outside of some of the hotels hosting them. The action today was for rent relief and trying to get the city officials to consider a temporary rent moritorium, something they were very willing to do during COVID, but which they seem less willing to do for Black and brown folks (shocking, I know!)  At any rate, I went to the pre-planning/song rehersal last night with [personal profile] rachelmanija who is visiting right now and... it wasn't an empty church, but it also wasn't standing room only. The organizers kept saying, "I think more people will join us tomorrow." Well, I wasn't able to. I sure hope other people did. Otherwise, it's going to be pretty sparse. They will not fill City Hall, like they hoped.

But, this seems to be part of a trend. I'd noticed the day after it was announced that ICE was pulling out, my Food Communists was almost ghostly. Plenty of bags of groceries still needed filling, but the number of volunteers that showed up to do the work was less than half of the normal amount. More people have showed up since, but we are nowhere near our previous number. It seems to be the regulars and the die-hards again--although thankfully the Veterans for Peace are still guarding the doors for us.

I ran into some neighbors yesterday when I was walking home from the Communists and they were returning from a daily protest. They also noticed a significant lack of bodies. People were still there, but the crowd was thinner. It's worrying because we are all still very much holding our breaths.

I guess people are buying into the idea that we won and that it's all over. I mean, I would very much like that to be true? I'm just not sure it is and it's disheartening to see that the energy could not, in fact, be maintained.  Maybe people are just taking a breather. I hope that's the case. 
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Fic: take whatever you need to take and leave the rest
Chapters:
1/1
Fandom: The Pitt (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Melissa “Mel” King & Frank Langdon, Becca King & Melissa “Mel” King, Becca King & Frank Langdon
Characters: Frank Langdon, Melissa “Mel” King, Becca King, Michael “Robby” Robinavitch, Baran Al-Hashimi
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, well just slightly, set during season 2, branches off after episode 5, who is mel going to trust to treat her sister?, do you really need to ask?, frank needs someone to trust him, mel needs someone to reassure her, good thing they’re in the same space again
Summary:

“I’ll look her over,” Robby says.

“Um, thank you,” Mel says. “But, um, can Dr. Langdon do it?”

Frank isn’t sure which is more gratifying: Mel’s request or the expression on Robby’s face.

“Oh, we want Ms. King to have the very best care,” Robby says, voice a bit tight behind the jocularity. “She’s family, after all. I think I can spare a few minutes to make sure she’s okay.”

Fuck him. Frank’s hand flexes just as Mel’s jaw tightens. Becca’s eyes are darting around anxiously and she’s flapping both of her hands now.

“I appreciate that,” Mel says. “But I’d like Dr. Langdon to be the one to treat her.”

Her voice is steely in a way that Frank hasn’t heard from her before, her eyes fierce as she holds Robby’s gaze. A little shudder passes through Frank and he sucks in a deep breath even as he fights to keep his face neutral.

Face, Meet Palm

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 02:00 pm
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Thanks to Ellen K., Kathryn E., Julie V., Louise H., Alexander O., Jessica D., and Lauren H. for today's self-confidence booster.

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P.S. My "related searches" kind of got away from me today, but I think you'll approve:

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"Hiss" Punny Cats Parody T-Shirt

Lots more colors and shirt styles available at the link.

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And from my other blog, Epbot:

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Tuesday, 24 February 2026 10:45 am
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So yeah, I finished Stone Butch Blues last week and I enjoyed it more than I thought I would. I had braced myself for endless suffering, and there was so much suffering, but I am still so glad I read it.

There was almost nothing in it I related to (except being very pro-union lol) and much that I found perplexing (mostly the sex stuff--no shock there--and some of the ideas about gender that are quite dated but important), but I also learned a ton. I struggled with the first few chapters because I found the prose too...simple? That's not the right word. It just wasn't stylistically what I enjoy. Too many short sentences in a row. But I came to appreciate it as a way of evoking the voice of a working-class, (formally) uneducated woman who is struggling to find her place in the world.

The episodic nature of the book creates its own rhythm; it's essentially a book about a woman finding community and/or stability, then losing it (often in incredibly violent circumstances), sinking into depression, then fighting for it again, repeat repeat repeat. Jess and her friends are living their lives in a constant state of danger, and they know it. Most of the violence comes from the state (the police are the truest villains in the book) or through the powers of capital. It's a communist book, though it's not as overtly communist as I kind of expected being familiar with Leslie's politics and life. I thought it did a great job of handling the political stuff. I was particularly moved by the queerplatonic relationship between Jess and her neighbor, who is a transwoman, and I think it's significant that after a book about Jess trying to find a sexual/romantic partnership that works for her, the (hopeful) ending is found in this friendship and work in labor organizing. Community is complicated and messy but absolutely vital and the lines between romantic/sexual relationships, friendships, solidarity partnerships, etc. are blurred in ways that I think is really realistic.

I appreciated talking about this book in community with a bunch of queer women/nonbinary folks, and I was fascinated by the very different ways that we read Jess's gender identity in particular. Jess didn't fit into the categories offered by the time in which she was living (late 50s through late 70s), but even though we have a lot more categories and labels now, I don't think she really fits into any of them either, which I really appreciated.

Shoutout to the two scenes that made me cry:
the fire where Jess loses everything and the scene where she goes to the institution to visit the older butch who had inspired her as a kid. That last one TORE ME UP
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So yes, I have now read an important queer novel, and I'm glad I did.

The Revolutionists and Galinthias

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 10:11 am
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A busy weekend! I went to two shows, The Revolutionists and Galinthias.

The Revolutionists is a four-woman show set during the French Revolution. Playwright Olympe de Gouges is trying to write a play when her friend the Haitian rebel Marianne Angelie shows up asking for Olympe to write some pamphlets. Soon after, Charlotte Corday bursts in, asking Olympe to write some bitchin’ last words for her to speak on the scaffold after assassinating Marat. Last but not least, Marie Antoinette steals the show, a hilariously vapid and vain and yet pathos-filled figure.

Overall a lot of fun, although I must say I rolled my eyes whenever we veered into “this is a story about the Power of Stories (™)” territory. As a writer this theme surely ought to speak to me, and yet so often I feel that it’s asserted rather than demonstrated: the characters rattle on about the power of stories but the story if anything shows the opposite, given that three of the four heroines end up guillotined.

You might think the level of guillotining might make the play quite dark, but overall it’s funny and surprisingly upbeat. (For instance, when Olympe de Gouges dies, we get her last words and then a few different interpretations of her last words, starting with the urgent cry of “Please do my plays!”, which raised a laugh, because it arises so well out of her characterization up to that point.) Maybe a bit too upbeat? I’m not sure that “People are still telling your story centuries after you were guillotined, and isn’t that what matters?” actually is what matters. I for one would prefer not to be guillotined.

Galinthias is a recent play about a minor figure from Greek mythology: the midwife who delivered Hercules after Hera cursed his mother Alcmene with perpetual labor. In punishment for breaking the curse, Galinthias was in turn cursed to become a weasel.

However, in this retelling, Hecate has taken Galinthias under her protection, and one day a month, Galinthias gets to be human again. She uses her time as a human to act as a midwife and abortion provider, until young Xandra shows up all “I was raped by Poseidon! Can you get rid of the pregnancy?”

Galinthias is understandably reluctant to put herself in a position to be cursed by the gods yet again, but of course she ends up agreeing. They recruit Alcmene (not only Galinthias’s former queen, but also possibly her former girlfriend) and the three of them go on a quest that takes them across the Greek world. They visit Pythia, who sends them to Colchis where they meet terrifying but helpful Valley Girl Medea (“Daddy keeps killing people! It’s so boring!”), who sends them to the garden of the Hesperides where they have a slo-mo fight with a nymph who nearly strangles Galinthias with her own braid… Oh, and also Hecate has sent the Furies after them, because she’s so annoyed that her pet weasel ran away (still in human form) rather than come back as she is supposed to do.

Also lots of fun! Very funny, which is not necessarily what I expected when reading the synopsis which prominently content-warned the Themes of Sexual Violence. A solid adaptation. Perhaps reaching a bit too hard for contemporary relevance at times, but nonetheless deeply interested in Greek mythology and knowledgeable enough to explore it from new angles.

The Language of Liars, by S.L. Huang

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 08:42 am
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Review copy provided by the publisher.

This is a novella with a whole range of aliens with different language features, wildly different environments, etc. Several of my friends just stopped reading this review to go pre-order or request that their library do so. You are correct, if that is the sort of thing you like, this sure is that thing.

What it does less successfully, I think, is the twist ending. I feel like this is a book that is for people who like science fiction about aliens, but for me, as soon as I knew the premise, I knew the ending, and I was correct. So if you're reading for the aliens, come on in; if you're reading for a clever twist you did not see coming, this is not that novella, that is not where Huang spent time and energy.

Well, I spent 40 hours at work

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 09:16 am
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And I'm getting paid for every last one of them, including the 6 hours when the house slept and so did I. Normally, we're not actually supposed to sleep on an overnight shift - but almost everybody really does, so it's more like "don't get caught" - but c'mon.

For everybody at home, leaving without a replacement is not simply a fireable offense but an actual, factual crime. Also, I'm not sure how I would've gotten to the bus. I mean, it's right outside the door, and buses were running all night, but man, it was brutal out there. We needed a little shoveling, and neither I nor manager wanted to shovel, so we had to wait for the neighbors to get their sidewalks and then sorta patch us into theirs. (The transportation issue is also why I'm not blaming any coworkers who didn't come in. It was impossible. I genuinely don't think that this was a fixable issue, Staten Island got a lot of snow.)

In retrospect, what probably ought to have been done would have had to have been done in advance:

1. Manager should've taken as much discretionary money as possible, agreed to let staff order Chinese or whatever for two, three meals - something that reheats nicely - and offered to pay all our carfare home in advance, and then used that to straight up bribe at least one extra staff member to stay over the storm. With three of us, we could've had one on each floor and also could've more easily arranged sleeping shifts so somebody was awake at all times.

2. She also should've called up the families of those residents who frequently go home for an overnight and asked if they'd take their relatives from Sunday afternoon until Tuesday afternoon or Wednesday morning. That's suboptimal for a lot of reasons - there's a reason they all live in a residence instead of with their families! - but it would've lightened the burden on us significantly if we'd had even just our two or three easiest residents away visiting their sisters and brothers.

But we all survived! My replacement actually showed up at midnight last night! But she declined to wake me on the grounds that I wasn't going home at midnight, and she was quite right. And then another staff member showed up this morning, and 90 or 100 minutes later my bus finally showed up. (And yes, I do insist on getting paid for that last hour and a half as well. I wasn't just sitting around, I was doing laundry, and supervising on the basement so that everybody else could handle the upper floors, and walking the guys out to their van so nobody slipped on ice.)

I'm home now, I showered, and I have the rest of the week off, off, off. Yay me!

If this happens again, I'm bringing a change of clothing.

The Rift by Walter Jon Williams

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 09:15 am
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The New Madrid Fault teaches a memorable lesson about the transience of things.

The Rift by Walter Jon Williams

Britten from Monaco

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 08:22 am
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I'm skipping that. I have my mental health to preserve and plenty of other good people are risking their own to make sure that anything I absolutely need to know from that event will get to me.

US Politics: the least surprising headline

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 07:27 am
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Epstein files )

Chirashi Sushi 五目ちらし寿司

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 09:00 am
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Posted by Namiko Hirasawa Chen

A round wooden dish of chirashi sushi is topped with shrimp, sliced lotus root, snap peas, eel, shredded nori, and bright orange salmon roe. A patterned rice paddle and a plate with chopsticks are placed beside the vibrant chirashi sushi.

Master Chirashi Sushi at home with this festive Japanese scattered sushi recipe! Colorful, celebratory, and perfect for special occasions and parties.

READ: Chirashi Sushi 五目ちらし寿司

Two books

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 11:47 am
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After reading most of John Dickson Carr's books — maybe 25? — I've moved onto a few recs for more GAD (Golden Age Detective Fiction) by other people that I picked up recently.

I read The Bride Wore Black by Cornell Woolrich, the famous midcentury author of Rear Window and a whole heap of other bleak thrillers, apparently. I might read more later. The Bride Wore Black was obviously, to me, from the first sentence of the recommendation, a major inspiration behind Kill Bill. Tarantino is on my shit list, but I really enjoyed some of his movies, and Uma Thurman in Kill Bill is just iconic to me. Anyway, TBWB is a series of five short interludes where the Bride stalks and then kills five men in revenge. Her motive and even her identity are gradually revealed. This isn't a descendant of samurai films: she uses a new method each time, as well as a new disguise. If your curiosity is piqued, here's the review by JJ of The Invisible Event which sold me. I wouldn't rate it as highly, although it was a great read that I fully recommend; I couldn't put a book with a flaw this big on a Best Of list, and the whole last episode doesn't work for me, with a disappointing and rushed solution that felt too shallow. Read more... )

Yesterday I read another book from that list, Home Sweet Homicide by Craig Rice. This is a 1944 YA comedy murder mystery about the children of an ADHD single mom mystery writer trying to solve the murder that happens next door in order to matchmake their mom with the investigating detective. It's full of 1940s slang and affectionate family squabbles, the children outwitting and misleading the cops as they collect clues, and lots of evocative scenes of preparing and eating food and casual mentions of 1940s suburban life that were fascinating. The tone isn't just comic, but it isn't really a serious murder mystery, either; the puzzle and the mystery take a back seat to the children's adventures. But it's so much fun to read anyway that I heartily recommend it. The only significant flaw is the cops being sympathetic, but at least they're also constantly outwitted by the kids. Here's JJ's review that sold me. I should also say that this book predates the existence of the modern YA genre, and all the markers and conventions that I can't stand in it. I describe it as YA on the basis of the reading level, the child protagonists, and the less serious and complicated mystery.

indonesia architecture

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 02:08 am
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hello! im currently working on a fantasy story where the country it takes place in (or at the very least starts in- im still figuring out plot details) is inspired by indonesia, but im having trouble finding good resources about indonesian architecture in the vague time period im writing in- i dont have a specific idea beyond the vague medieval times setting most fantasy stories use, but im more than willing to try and narrow it down if it helps. if anyone has resources i could look into, that would be very helpful!

Birdfeeding

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 12:30 am
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[community profile] birdfeeding is a community started on January 1, 2023. It's all about birdfeeding, birdwatching, and other topics relating to birds. It also touches on nature in general, and observations that may effect bird activity such as local weather. Both text and image posts are welcome. Now is a great time to join as hungry birds are easy to attract with a feeder.

Community resources include posts about birding events, nurseries that sell seeds or plants attractive to birds, bird identification apps, the benefits of birdwatching, and other useful materials. Check out the anchor posts from Three Weeks for Dreamwidth.


Recent posts:

Sighting a Siberian Superstar: Local birder secures rare red-flanked bluetail for life list

Homes for Birds Week

Photos: House Yard and South Lot

Photos: Flowerbeds

Bird blizzard

Talking Meme Month - day 23

Monday, 23 February 2026 10:08 pm
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favorite tarot card (whether for art, meaning, or something else)?

(As per usual, I will do the writing ones when I get my shit together, preferably on a day when I'm not dealing with a migraine.)

I have a few favorite cards, less because of art, and more because of meaning. As per usual, in no particular order:

The Magician: The Magician represents ambition, manifestation, resourcefulness and inspired action. I have a lot of fondness for this one simply because it was one of the major arcana I used to pull most frequently when doing readings for myself. One of the potential interpretations of the Magician is that it represents balance and having the ability to do things because you have all the resources at your disposal — and, yeah, I liked that. Ha. In my favorite (goblin) deck, he's a juggler and it's quite pretty art, but it doesn't appear to be online (boo), so I suppose you'll have to take my word for it.

Death: Not literally about death; also the card I tend to pull the most these days. Er, hmm. Death is about change, transformation, endings — it's a pretty positive card and it is only rarely about literal death. One of my favorite books about tarot talks about accepting Death as part of life, and I think about it a lot in that context — there are constant deaths in the form of endings around us every day, and part of finding meaning and purpose in life is learning to accept this.

The Ten of Cups: Cups as a suit are meant to represent relationships and connections, both romantic and not. The Ten of Cups is specifically about having those relationships/connections in abundance and feeling connected and cared for — it's basically "happiness: the card".

At one point, one of my very good friends, who does tarot, offered to tell each of us what cards in her deck she associated with us. She left it to us to figure out the "why". Most of my friends were major arcana — I still remember being mildly jealous of the person who was told theirs was 'the Star' — and I was sort of upset at the time that I was the 10 of Cups.

Now that I do tarot, I think it may be one of the best compliments I've ever been given. So. Yeah.

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Tuesday, 24 February 2026 06:26 am

Music Meme Poll

Tuesday, 24 February 2026 01:26 pm
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Rules: put your music on shuffle, and make a poll with the first 5 songs that appear to let folks vote for whichever they like best!

I was tagged by [tumblr.com profile] gothyanki but I don't actually listen to playlists much these days, I either listen to specific albums/songs in a variety of ways, or the radio. Last time I did this meme I cobbled together a collection to randomise from, but this time I decided to just listen to the radio (specifically Double J) and write down the first five songs I like enough to theoretically listen to on purpose (though the only one I remember ever actually seeking out is "Weather With You" and then only because it was attached to other Crowded House songs I like more)

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 4


Which do you like best?

View Answers

Promises: Mama Kin Spender
1 (25.0%)

Run: Flight Facilities
0 (0.0%)

The Bomb! [These Sounds Fall Into My Mind]: The Bucketheads
0 (0.0%)

Weather With You: Crowded House
2 (50.0%)

City of Angels: The Distillers
1 (25.0%)



Crossposted to tumblr, which means it has to be radio buttons. NO NUANCE as they say on tumblr.

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Monday, 23 February 2026 11:50 pm
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Amazon seems to have fixed the typos in the summary and sample of Jeannie Lin's Love, Death & Lanterns! Unfortunately they seem to have either have not done so in the ebook itself, or my copy is glitched (redownloading, clearing caches, and even deleting and rebuying it still gives me a copy with one of the main characters' names misspelled).

I have a version of it sans-typos from when it was one of the HEA Collective novellas, but this is annoying me.
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The George Foreman Lean Mean Fat Reducing Grilling Machine Cookbook
Paperback – January 1, 2000
by george-foreman-connie-merydith (Author)


Today we finished reading our second cookbook of the year. The front matter includes Acknowledgements, Preface, Introduction, and Smart Eating for Healthier Living. The recipe chapters are Bring Out the Best of Grilling -- Marinades, Sauces, and Rubs; A Cut Above -- Beef and Lamb; Smoky Sensations -- Pork Chops, Ribs, and Ham; Tender Choices from the Sea -- Fish and Shellfish; Savory Grilled Poultry -- Chicken and Turkey; Quick and Easy Favorites -- Burgers, Sandwiches, and Snacks; Tempting Companion Dishes -- Vegetables, Fruit, Salads, and Desserts. Then in the back are a basic cooking guide, glossary, and index. The index lists both recipe titles and ingredients.

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Daily Happiness

Monday, 23 February 2026 08:03 pm
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1. Today was mostly a catching up day at work, since I had not only the weekend but the three business trip days last week where I wasn't really spending that much time on my regular work. I am all caught up now, though!

2. I also got my reimbursements submitted for the trip. The hotel and flight were paid through the travel agent who arranged everything, so I don't need reimbursements for those, but there's uber trips and per diems, so I should get reimbursed for those next week.

3. We have a couple cardboard cat loungers that are in pretty bad shape, and rather than get more cardboard ones, Carla ordered some sissel ones and those arrived today. Spritzed them with catnip spray to get the babies interested and so far they seem to like them.

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Shanghai Film Park

Monday, 23 February 2026 07:01 pm
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If you've watched Guardian or almost any Republican Era Cdrama, you've seen Shanghai Film Park. In December I had the chance to visit it, and I posted about it (with photos) in my journal: https://sakana17.dreamwidth.org/254192.html for those interested.

request for recipes

Monday, 23 February 2026 06:55 pm
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I would like to bulk up my store of recipes that travel and reheat well and are good for taking to other people, the "casserole for someone who's ill/grieving/up all night with a newborn" kind of thing. Casseroles and hearty soups are welcome, but also other kinds of one-dish meals that don't require much fiddling other than reheating.

In return, I can offer one of my own that fits this description:
White chicken chili
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Our Narnia lamp-posts look sheer magic in the snow.


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Though I do worry about this tree. It hope it springs back.


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Still, its leaves of snow are lovely.


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How much snow did you get? And was there hot chocolate?

Nine

Savoring the cold.

Monday, 23 February 2026 08:42 pm
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It was beautifully quiet today. The snow helped, of course, and the snow was the cause - people staying home, cars not getting driven, taxis not cruising for passengers. Helicopters and planes staying on the ground. It took me a while to realize I wasn't hearing the usual sounds. When the snow let up and people started driving again, I honestly felt resentful that the travel ban wasn't going on longer. It'd been a nice glimpse into a quieter New York City. I feel like that's how it always is. Just a glimpse of a better world.

Or at least, a moment to resettle so I can realize just how noisy the West Side Highway really is. I went down to the park to walk a bit in the afternoon, after the snow stopped, and I don't mind noise from kids that are shouting about how happy they are or what a good time they're having when they're sledding down a big hill, or noise from people talking about an inflatable toy's weight limit before sledding down the big hill themselves. Human voices. There were a couple of shrieks right near me for some reason, and of course a very loud barking dog that its owner insisted was friendly, and overall, just nice sounds of people.

I had my headband on and my hood up, and both those things helped muffle the world. The coat itself was warm enough that when I lay back in the snow, twice, I stayed comfortable enough to settle in for a little bit. Not many minutes, but enough time to measure on a stopwatch, easily.

There were several taped-off CAUTION areas around fallen trees and threatening branches, and I found it wonderful that people had already made a single-file path underneath one of the trees in between the branches - sticking as close to the path that the tree had fallen over as best they all could. Ducking down to get under and through. A little ways away there was a bower made from bushes bent over with snow that also provided something of a roof, and some parents took pictures of their kids hanging out in there and posing at the entrance. It made for a nice echo of both adults and children doing more or less the same thing, if on different scales. The intent of play was close enough to call it the same.

There were snow men, snow women, snow people, and snow animals. There were snow structures made from hand packing it and snow structures made from using plastic bins to mold sturdy bricks. There was a moment I saw the sky start to come out and felt a pang of disappointment because it meant the day was moving on from the storm. I'd fallen back into the snow already then, and made a point to do it a second time. If I'd been more careful with my legs not getting wet, I'd have lain there a while longer. But I knew the day was going, so I might as well go, too, so I wouldn't have to see it end.

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