The lightbulb in my lamp just burnt out, but the cat is lying on me, so I'm literally sitting in the dark right now because those are the rules.
...I somehow missed that Escapade was this last weekend, despite sending vids to it (and apparently I overlooked the email about the Discord invite too)
'I'm so glad I didn't die with the measles when I was little!'
Thinking a bit further about that education meme and the line You were in relatively good physical and mental health.
Well, on the one hand, I had my vaccinations for smallpox, diphtheria and whooping cough all in order at a young age.
I did, however, get measles, chickenpox and mumps once I started school and they were going around. And in those days if you had an infectious disease you were obliged to stay off school for a designated quarantine period (and return your library books to the Public Health Department for fumigation).
I think scarlet fever was still around though rare, and I have a vague recollection of some child at the school actually dying from it?
Polio vaccination only came in when I was 7 or 8.
I suffered from severe tonsillitis until they removed them when I was 6, I am not at all sure, in the light of present thinking on the subject, that this was necessary, but it was very common.
In less dramatic health interventions, I mention the free codliver oil, orange juice and milk bestowed by a munificent government.
I am a little surprised, in retrospect, that my short sight wasn't picked up through testing at school, but in fact my mother noticed me squinting at things and took me for an eye-test.
I feel that I had fair amounts of time off from school being ill one way and another (besides the aforementioned epidemic diseases and operation) - not to mention the appendectomy and its after-effects when I was at uni - but that this didn't have any major adverse impact.
At the grammar school I was tagged for remedial exercises to do with the way I walked (on the outsides of my feet?): am not sure this had any effect whatsoever.
My migraines were not identified as such.
Period pains were after the way of womanhood, pretty much.
On the whole, relatively good health. A certain amount of mental stress, especially at uni.
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pluralstories now! I’m really happy and proud of that! I feel like it’s becoming a nice mix of us finding older books, readers submitting the new stuff we don’t hear about and some really neat surprises! It’s especially the “weird” submissions I feel most excited about!
When I started the project three and a half years ago, I didn’t know how it would go. I’m very pleased with it!
... I also want to make a user poll to see how people use the catalog, but that’ll have to wait until we’re less sick.
pluralstories now! I’m really happy and proud of that! I feel like it’s becoming a nice mix of us finding older books, readers submitting the new stuff we don’t hear about and some really neat surprises! It’s especially the “weird” submissions I feel most excited about!When I started the project three and a half years ago, I didn’t know how it would go. I’m very pleased with it!
... I also want to make a user poll to see how people use the catalog, but that’ll have to wait until we’re less sick.
The New Madrid Fault teaches a memorable lesson about the transience of things.
The Rift by Walter Jon Williams
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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.
I have a version of it sans-typos from when it was one of the HEA Collective novellas, but this is annoying me.
Our Narnia lamp-posts look sheer magic in the snow.
Though I do worry about this tree. It hope it springs back.
Still, its leaves of snow are lovely.
How much snow did you get? And was there hot chocolate?
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Today while driving to meet someone for talmud study, I came to some road construction. The road was reduced to one lane, with flaggers [1] at each end. As is usual, cars accumulate at the "waiting" side until there's a backlog and then they switch directions. Today the traffic seemed to be moving very slowly (even for construction zones).
When I got to the middle of the stretch I saw why: there was a large opening in the middle of the road. Even in my Honda Fit, I went slightly onto the sidewalk to get through. It would have been much worse for larger vehicles.
Naturally, I found myself wondering about the halacha. The torah (Mishpatim, Exodus 21) tells us that if one opens a pit in the public thoroughfare and an animal falls in, the one who dug the pit is liable for the damage. The talmud (Bava Kamma 49b and nearby) has some discussion of this, including the case where the pit is covered which is deemed to be safe. But I saw nothing about pits that have active watchers like the construction workers. And while it might be there somewhere, I didn't see discussion about people falling in, and that might be different because people have more agency than oxen.
I wonder how Jewish law would handle the case where a driver, despite best efforts, took damage while driving around this pit, particularly if traffic behind precludes backing out of the situation. Would the Jewish court rule that the diggers of the pit were insufficiently cautious and are liable for the damage? Perhaps they would argue that the workers could have closed the road entirely for that block to avert the problem. Or would they rule that there was an active warning and the driver is responsible, even though there was no cover? Would it be different if the workers had taken a lunch break and put up a "caution" sign? Does it matter that it was a public-works project (like the wells discussed in the talmud) rather than something for private gain?
As a practical matter, of course, the driver submits an insurance claim and nobody sues the government for damages. But I'm curious about the rabbinic answer, not the modern practical answer. I mentioned it to the rabbi I was studying with at the end of our session but we didn't dig into it. Maybe I'll ask on the Judaism community on Codidact.
[1] Not actually flags, but people holding the signs that say "stop" on one side and "slow" on the other to regulate flow through the zone. Is there a name for that role?
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A bundle for Mists of Akuma, the tabletop roleplaying campaign setting of Eastern fantasy noir steampunk from Storm Bunny Studios for Dungeons & Dragons Fifth Edition.
Bundle of Holding: Mists of Akuma
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And I'm not at all sure it's culture-neutral, hmmmm?
Okay, I had parents who had books in the house and read to me and once I could read took me to the local library to get tickets for the children's department.
No children's museums that I recall but visiting the rather dull local one attached to the public library, and visits to local sites of historical interest.
My primary school was not, I think, particularly distinguished - suspect that the year there were a whole four of us passed the 11+ was Memorable - but there were some good teachers.
I don't know how one calibrates into all this my mother knowing the teacher of Infants 1 and asking her about whether I could go to school once I had turned 5 (having an autumn birthday) and her saying, oh, send her along, on account of my mother thinking I was entirely ready.
And then the Head saying I should do the 11+ technically a year early - (which was not a given, people did get kept back)
Going to a fairly academically-intense girls' grammar school, where I did get the odd spot of class-hassle, I realise in retrospect (including from horrid Mrs B of the really weird ideas about sex), where I was marked out as university material and my parents exhorted to keep me on the sixth form -
Which they were entirely happy to do.
So yes, I was I suppose supported on my academic journey. But some of that was external factors, like the existence of that extinct phoenix, full student grants.
We’re sick again. :( Third time since Day of the Dead. This is getting really old, guys.
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First I bring you two recs I shared on fancake, then notes on my recent rewatch, a complaint about taxonomy, some observations about the 1980s, three more recs, and finally a call for papers more recs.
We Better Make a Start (11087 words) by thefourthvine
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Himbo Steve Harrington, First Time, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Are Best Friends, Podfic Available
Summary: As soon as Eddie gets to the counter, Steve turns to him and says, "Back me up here. Kissing is no big deal, right?"
Steve Harrington is talking about kissing. Eddie's brain shorts out. "Uh," he says.
Bookmarker's Notes: Steve accompanies Robin to a gay bar where he discovers his skills with the ladies are transferable to guys. Robin and Eddie both have a crisis over it, though for different reasons. Very fun and very hot, with Steve at his himbo best.Like a Virgin (26183 words) by mistresscurvy
Chapters: 5/5
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper/Maxine "Max" Mayfield
Characters: Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Argyle (Stranger Things), Jim "Chief" Hopper, Joyce Byers
Additional Tags: Loss of Virginity, First Kiss, First Time, 80s teen sex comedy, will and mike are both 17 in this fic, Discussions of sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Coming Out
Summary: "Did it ever occur to any of you that I might not want to have my only sexual experiences be with someone who isn't actually interested in me?" Will asked.
He was met by three identical looks of confusion. "I mean, it would still be sex," Dustin said finally.
Bookmarker's Notes: Set after a season four where, yes, a lot of people died. But the kids are seventeen now, and Mike and Will are both virgins, which Mike is very concerned about: Cue the 80s teen sex comedy. Unlike much of that genre, though, this isn't gross or embarrassing, and everybody's having a good time. I adored Will here, kind of baffled by what Mike's gotten them into, yet excited about it too, and it's wonderful to see him stand up for himself, confident enough to be honest about who he is and what he wants. Plus it includes the entire crew, even Argyle.So, in November, I started rewatching the first four seasons of Stranger Things in preparation for the fifth season. The first season is still so good; tightly plotted, every group working in their own genre until all three storylines converge. Second season: Not my favorite, for a number of reasons, but it does give us Max and for that I will forgive it. The third season is a mall-shaped masterpiece of nostalgia, even if a bunch of goofy kids infiltrating a secret Russian facility is harder to buy than the Upside Down. Fourth, all over the damn place, literally, and full of infodumps thrown together in order to explain the new retroactive continuity, but the Hawkins crew is absolutely solid.
And the fifth season? The first half felt like a different show than the second half, and the second half wasn't exactly made up of my favorite things. I loved the quarantine aspect—huge fan of a bottle episode—and I was proud of Will (and glad that he finally got something to do), and Robin and Steve running the radio station was perfect, but I wanted MORE TEAM FEELS. There was NOT ENOUGH FRIENDSHIP for me. And would it have killed the Duffers to make Will and El BFFs? Apparently so. It got real sloppy toward the end, too, losing interest in characters in peril (Erica! Mr. Clarke!) and not checking back in with them AT ALL. And that final boss battle was boring. Like Joyce wasn't even a little bit dirty at the end. But I still love the characters and the finale didn't destroy my love for the show, and in this era of television, that's not nothing. Watching all five seasons at once was a great decision and kept me happy for a month.
But when I finished the first part of S5, I desperately wanted more, immediately, and felt all out of sorts for like, a day, until I remembered fanfic. So I went to the Stranger Things tag on AO3, filtered by gen, and sorted by kudos, and I am only going to say this once but the people tagging their Steve/Eddie and Steve/Billy fics gen need to open a fucking window. Though not either of the authors I just recced, because, as you'll see, they didn't tag their explicit relationship fics "gen," and also those came from my bookmarks.
I read, or started to read, several of the things I found on the first few pages of hits, but kept getting that sinking feeling you get when you realize the fic you're reading was written by someone who doesn't remember the 80s—probably because they hadn't been born yet.
A selection of slides from my imaginary PowerPoint presentation on the 1980s:
If you're making a joking reference to popular benzodiazepines, it's Valium, not Xanax.
Private homes were more likely to have answering machines than voicemail, but even those wouldn't be common until the late 80s and early 90s.
The telephone was the phone. No one called them landlines because there was just the one kind.
VCRs were still new and very expensive ($500 to $1,000 or more)—so if you were worried about paying the bills you probably didn't have one—but if you did have one, you'd be more likely to rent movies from an independent (and often janky) shop than buy them, as movies on VHS were very very expensive (around $100) when they first hit the market.
The only way you're renting a video from Blockbuster in 1985 is if you lived in Dallas, Texas.
I will permit Eddie saying, "My bad," however, because it's funny.
Bonus 1990s slide:
- If you were playing Mario Kart in 1996 it would have been on the Super Nintendo; there was no Mario Kart on the original 8-bit Nintendo Entertainment System.
I know it's crass to complain about free entertainment, but the cognitive dissonance is real. Many of these things could have been solved with the slightest bit of research, but, on the other hand, you don't know what you don't know, like working class people weren't routinely drinking bottled water in the 1980s, magic eye stereograms became ubiquitous in the 90s, not a decade before, and if you were at the hospital, that thermometer wasn't going in your ear.
And so I trudged on through my disappointing search results. I didn't want to exclude relationships (except for Steve/Billy which can get lost) because some of them are canon and, thus, could be considered gen, so there I was, wading through pages and pages of fic labeled gen that was decidedly not gen, when, in the midst of that relationshippy soup of search results, I found it. The fic I had been looking for. A fic that was just like the show, with a new big bad and EVERYBODY (from S2) in it, where the romantic relationships fit into the story without overwhelming it. Excellent voices. Very well written. And looooooooooong.
In A Strange Land (180411 words) by MrsEvadneCake
Chapters: 12/12
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Jonathan Byers & Steve Harrington & Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler, Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair, Past-Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler
Characters: Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Joyce Byers, Scott Clarke, Sam Owens (Stranger Things), Billy Hargrove, The gang's all here.
Additional Tags: Action/Adventure, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, POV Multiple, Period-Typical Homophobia, 80's Music, Eldritch Abomination, Horror, Steve Harrington-centric, Pre-Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, So many horror references, Honestly Pretty Mediocre Babysitter Steve Harrington
Summary: Doom comes to Hawkins, Indiana. Population est. 30,000.
It's cold, that's all, and the breeze is kicking up. That's why Steve feels the chill go up his spine like someone dropped an ice-cube down his back.
"Why wouldn't I be real, El?"
"The Aboleth got you."
Highly recommended. With the small caveat that it seems to think winter break happens in February?That fic was so satisfying I stopped digging through the gen tag and moved on to the relationship soup, but lord it's a jungle out there. I did manage to find these three excellent Mike/Will fics all by myself:
But I saw some shit out there that I can't unsee. Some of the kids just aren't all right. So it's time to get out of the tags and ask for recs: If you have favorite plotty or tropey fics that focus on a pairing—that preferably still involve Hawkins and most of the cast and don't include the redemption of Billy Hargrove, but I'll read anything if it's good—I'd love to hear about it. And of course if there's excellent plotty genfic I've missed, I need to know about that immediately.After Hours at Dooryard Books by Cat Sebastian:
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You may be surprised to learn that "Canadian thriller" is not an oxymoron.
A Brief Survey of Canadian Political Thrillers
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As of Saturday morning, there was a blizzard warning scheduled from Sunday 6 AM to Monday 6 PM, with 12-18" expected.
By Sunday morning, the blizzard warning had been postponed to 1 PM, total accumulation still 12-18".
By 1 PM, there were a few flakes of snow in the air, but nothing "blizzardy".
Around 5 PM, I went out to clear the walk, and I wasn't sure whether to use a shovel or a push-broom. I chose the push-broom, but by the time I was done with the front and back walks, it was becoming clear that I should have used a shovel.
Around 11 PM, I went out to clear the walk. There were about 7" on the ground, but light and fluffy. I cleared the front steps, the walk to the sidewalk, and the sidewalk in front of our property; didn't get to the back sidewalk or the walk between the houses. This was enough to take the dogs out for their bedtime walk. It's still snowing steadily, so by morning it will probably be impossible to tell where I shoveled.
UPDATE, 8:30 AM: Just shoveled another 8-9" from the front steps, walk, and sidewalk. Haven't gotten to the back sidewalk or the walk between the houses. It's still reasonably light and fluffy, but sticking to the shovel; need to apply some baking spray. And it's still coming down steadily.
By Sunday morning, the blizzard warning had been postponed to 1 PM, total accumulation still 12-18".
By 1 PM, there were a few flakes of snow in the air, but nothing "blizzardy".
Around 5 PM, I went out to clear the walk, and I wasn't sure whether to use a shovel or a push-broom. I chose the push-broom, but by the time I was done with the front and back walks, it was becoming clear that I should have used a shovel.
Around 11 PM, I went out to clear the walk. There were about 7" on the ground, but light and fluffy. I cleared the front steps, the walk to the sidewalk, and the sidewalk in front of our property; didn't get to the back sidewalk or the walk between the houses. This was enough to take the dogs out for their bedtime walk. It's still snowing steadily, so by morning it will probably be impossible to tell where I shoveled.
UPDATE, 8:30 AM: Just shoveled another 8-9" from the front steps, walk, and sidewalk. Haven't gotten to the back sidewalk or the walk between the houses. It's still reasonably light and fluffy, but sticking to the shovel; need to apply some baking spray. And it's still coming down steadily.
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Netflix figured me out - which is to say, I participated in them figuring me out.
It showed me a category with the descriptors "Korean, supernatural, romance, drama." I freakin' love it. I want to talk about all the shows I've watched. They're all "limited series," usually 16 episodes but maybe one was 12 eps. My typical pattern is watch a thing, then look up others that have my favorite actor from that show, watch 1-3 of those, add to my watchlist from a different favorite actor, watch 1-3, repeat repeat. Sometimes something random will get added, and I'll only discover later that it has a supporting actor from some of the other shows. There's this one woman who has shown up at least 4 times, and this last one was a complete surprise as she was a tiny (but pivotal) part on the 3rd from last episode or something.
Anyway, I'm going to start just with a list of the shows, and the actors in those shows that caught my eye or that I've seen multiple times (posting this first, editing later with actors). I'm not sure if I'm going to get to writing out details, but if I'm listing them then I recommend them. I'll try to list in the order I saw them, but no guarantees. ( Long list, now with actors and commentary. )
Okay, that's 16 watched, plus another 22 Korean shows in the queue. *bwahahahaha* Non-Korean shows in my Netflix list: 32. Okay, I might need to stop adding their suggestions after I finish watching something.
Also, is this the new normal? Not that it'll change my behaviour; I'm just curious how overboard I'm going with the deep-dive into Netflix. Disney and Amazon Prime are my other streaming services, but all of this is devouring my brain (and my time, and sometimes my sleep).
It showed me a category with the descriptors "Korean, supernatural, romance, drama." I freakin' love it. I want to talk about all the shows I've watched. They're all "limited series," usually 16 episodes but maybe one was 12 eps. My typical pattern is watch a thing, then look up others that have my favorite actor from that show, watch 1-3 of those, add to my watchlist from a different favorite actor, watch 1-3, repeat repeat. Sometimes something random will get added, and I'll only discover later that it has a supporting actor from some of the other shows. There's this one woman who has shown up at least 4 times, and this last one was a complete surprise as she was a tiny (but pivotal) part on the 3rd from last episode or something.
Anyway, I'm going to start just with a list of the shows, and the actors in those shows that caught my eye or that I've seen multiple times (posting this first, editing later with actors). I'm not sure if I'm going to get to writing out details, but if I'm listing them then I recommend them. I'll try to list in the order I saw them, but no guarantees. ( Long list, now with actors and commentary. )
Okay, that's 16 watched, plus another 22 Korean shows in the queue. *bwahahahaha* Non-Korean shows in my Netflix list: 32. Okay, I might need to stop adding their suggestions after I finish watching something.
Also, is this the new normal? Not that it'll change my behaviour; I'm just curious how overboard I'm going with the deep-dive into Netflix. Disney and Amazon Prime are my other streaming services, but all of this is devouring my brain (and my time, and sometimes my sleep).
Rogan: I have apparently become the kind of person who not only reads bibliographies of my own free will, but has done so enough to develop taste and critical feelings about them.
( Please imagine me swirling fancy wine in a goblet as you read this. )
( Please imagine me swirling fancy wine in a goblet as you read this. )
This week's bread was a Standen loaf, strong brown/buckwheat flour, maple syrup, malt extract - but due to electric scale going weird and giving strange readings, the proportions got very odd and it turned out larger and a lot denser than usual, if still edible.
Friday night supper: Gujerati khichchari, with pinenuts.
Saturday breakfast rolls: adaptable soft roll recipe, 4:1 strong white/buckwheat flour, a touch of maple syrup, dried cranberries, turned out rather well.
Today's lunch: Scottish salmon tail fillets baked in foil with butter and lime slices; served with La Ratte potatoes boiled with salt and dill and tossed in butter, buttered spinach and baked San Marzano tomatoes.
Maybe I could make a handwritten Chinese zine that I record myself reading aloud to a bunch of seeds.
This is gonna be my day. Or I'll take a nap. Still hard to say which way it will go.
Also I can't believe I haven't posted any pictures of Daphne in a year. I just spent an hour looking at photos, so I can't make up for it now short of sharing my entire library. But here's a particularly funny sequence from last spring, when her friends came to the back door looking for her.
( Daphne and friends )
Right now everything is covered in snow and ice, except the back patio, so that's nice. I still go out and sit in my rocking chair and look out over where the gardens will be in the spring, and admire the sparkly beauty of a frozen river.
Luckily the dogs love the frozen river, so now the play groups look more like this.
( Daphne and snow )
This is gonna be my day. Or I'll take a nap. Still hard to say which way it will go.
Also I can't believe I haven't posted any pictures of Daphne in a year. I just spent an hour looking at photos, so I can't make up for it now short of sharing my entire library. But here's a particularly funny sequence from last spring, when her friends came to the back door looking for her.
( Daphne and friends )
Right now everything is covered in snow and ice, except the back patio, so that's nice. I still go out and sit in my rocking chair and look out over where the gardens will be in the spring, and admire the sparkly beauty of a frozen river.
Luckily the dogs love the frozen river, so now the play groups look more like this.
( Daphne and snow )
Can America's well-financed, highly-experienced, heavily-armed war machine hope to prevail against a numerically insignificant, poorly-armed, American teen movement?
Dance the Eagle to Sleep by Marge Piercy
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starandrea Feb. 22nd, 2026 12:19 am)Surely it can't be that hard to write a few sentences about the day, right? Especially since all evidence suggests once I start I will continue. It's like speaking practice: I want to do it, and I'll definitely start tomorrow, when I will have more energy, be more awake, be smarter and more capable, and therefore do it better or at least give it the effort it deserves.
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Do you want to guess whether I've done anything for Record Producing Month? The odds are in your favor if you base your guess on historical trends. Also,beagoldfish ends this week, but I really felt like last week's Lego Reunion Dinner was my finale. What to do.
Maybe I could make a handwritten Chinese zine that I record myself reading aloud to a bunch of seeds. (This is a joke based on my strategies for motivating myself to do stuff I put off, in case that ended up being more obscure than I intended.)
Also, comments on the Plums xkcd are filled with great poetry.
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Do you want to guess whether I've done anything for Record Producing Month? The odds are in your favor if you base your guess on historical trends. Also,
beagoldfish ends this week, but I really felt like last week's Lego Reunion Dinner was my finale. What to do.Maybe I could make a handwritten Chinese zine that I record myself reading aloud to a bunch of seeds. (This is a joke based on my strategies for motivating myself to do stuff I put off, in case that ended up being more obscure than I intended.)
Also, comments on the Plums xkcd are filled with great poetry.
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This is the winner of the comics/art poll this month! Please enjoy this goofiness... and for added bonus, I'll add the sketch as well!
This was a silly 2016 cooldown sketch from back when I did livestreams. (I have been saying for years that I'd like to start doing them again, but sorry y'all, our art program just doesn't work on Linux. We haven't been able to do digital art on this comp reliably since we got it in Thanksgiving.)
This was a silly 2016 cooldown sketch from back when I did livestreams. (I have been saying for years that I'd like to start doing them again, but sorry y'all, our art program just doesn't work on Linux. We haven't been able to do digital art on this comp reliably since we got it in Thanksgiving.)
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(Alternate title: the Devil Went Down to Georgia... and Regretted It)
While talking with our roommates about the fiddle as the Devil’s Instrument, we got to thinking about the comparative Satanism of other instruments, ranked by how well you could make a Devil dueling song out of it.
The fiddle, yes. The banjo, of course. The harmonica would also be a good contender.
But then we got silly. The tuba would just end like that Spike Jones record where they try to play Flight of the Bumblebee on the trombone. The Devil’s Tympani? The Devil’s Theremin??? (Well, the theremin would likely work out fine.) Warring bassoons? (As a former school bassoonist, we are of course obligated to declare that bassoons can totally war, it’ll just look undignified as the thumbs fly.)
But then we knew. The Devil’s Horn. The instrument that regardless of playing ability instantly sends all listeners to hell:
THE VUVUZELA.
All other contenders go home.
While talking with our roommates about the fiddle as the Devil’s Instrument, we got to thinking about the comparative Satanism of other instruments, ranked by how well you could make a Devil dueling song out of it.
The fiddle, yes. The banjo, of course. The harmonica would also be a good contender.
But then we got silly. The tuba would just end like that Spike Jones record where they try to play Flight of the Bumblebee on the trombone. The Devil’s Tympani? The Devil’s Theremin??? (Well, the theremin would likely work out fine.) Warring bassoons? (As a former school bassoonist, we are of course obligated to declare that bassoons can totally war, it’ll just look undignified as the thumbs fly.)
But then we knew. The Devil’s Horn. The instrument that regardless of playing ability instantly sends all listeners to hell:
THE VUVUZELA.
All other contenders go home.
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(lilly_the_kid posting in vidding Feb. 21st, 2026 05:50 pm)
lilly_the_kid posting in vidding Feb. 21st, 2026 05:50 pm)Title: One Foot In Front Of The Other
Fandom: The Long Walk
Music: One Foot In Front Of The Other by Walk The Moon
Characters/Pairing: Ray/Peter; ensemble
Summary: Taking this one step at a time.
Warnings: graphic violence
Here on AO3
Fandom: The Long Walk
Music: One Foot In Front Of The Other by Walk The Moon
Characters/Pairing: Ray/Peter; ensemble
Summary: Taking this one step at a time.
Warnings: graphic violence
Here on AO3
Books and screens: Everyone is panicking about the death of reading usefully points out that panic and woezery over reading/not-reading/what they're reading etc etc is far from a new phenomenon:
We have been here before. Not just once, but repeatedly, in a pattern so consistent it reveals something essential about how cultural elites respond to changes in how knowledge moves through society.
In the late 19th century, more than a million boys’ periodicals were sold per week in Britain. These ‘penny dreadfuls’ offered sensational stories of crime, horror and adventure that critics condemned as morally corrupting and intellectually shallow. By the 1850s, there were up to 100 publishers of this penny fiction. Victorian commentators wrung their hands over the degradation of youth, the death of serious thought, the impossibility of competing with such lurid entertainment.
But walk backwards through history, and the pattern repeats with eerie precision. In the 18th and early 19th centuries, novel-reading itself was the existential threat. The terms used were identical to today’s moral panic: ‘reading epidemic’, ‘reading mania’, ‘reading rage’, ‘reading fever’, ‘reading lust’, ‘insidious contagion’. The journal Sylph worried in 1796 that women ‘of every age, of every condition, contract and retain a taste for novels … the depravity is universal.’
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In 1941, the American paediatrician Mary Preston claimed that more than half of the children she studied were ‘severely addicted’ to radio and movie crime dramas, consumed ‘much as a chronic alcoholic does drink’. The psychiatrist Fredric Wertham testified before US Congress that, as he put it in his book Seduction of the Innocent (1954), comics cause ‘chronic stimulation, temptation and seduction’, calling them more dangerous than Hitler. Thirteen American states passed restrictive laws. The comics historian Carol Tilley later exposed the flaws in Wertham’s research, but by then the damage was done.
I'm a bit 'huh' about the perception of a model of reading in quiet libraries as one that is changing, speaking as someone who has read in an awful lot of places with stuff going on around me while I had my nose in a book! (see also, beach-reading....) But that there are shifts and changes, and different forms of access, yes.
Moving on: on another prickly paw, I am not sure I am entirely on board with this model of reading as equivalent to going to the gym or other self-improving activity, and committing to reading X number of books per year (even if I look at the numbers given and sneer slightly): ‘Last year I read 137 books’: could setting targets help you put down your phone and pick up a book?:
As reading is increasingly tracked and performed online, there is a growing sense that a solitary pleasure is being reshaped by the logic of metrics and visibility. In a culture that counts steps, optimises sleep and gamifies meditation, the pressure to quantify reading may say less about books than about a wider urge to turn even our leisure into something measurable and, ultimately, competitive.
Groaning rather there.
Also at the sense that the books are being picked for Reasons - maybe I'm being unfair.
Also, perhaps, this is a where you are in the life-cycle thing: because in my 20s or so I was reading things I thought I ought to read/have read even if I was also reading things for enjoyment, and I am now in my sere and withered about, is this going to be pleasurable? (I suspect chomping through 1000 romances as research is not all that much fun?)
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Seven books new to me. four fantasy, one horror, one ostensibly non-fiction, and one romance. Three are series. Yeah, there does seem to be a shortage of science fiction.
I had a bunch of stuff come in just after the cut-off time for these. Next week will look very different.
Books Received, February 14 — February 20
Poll #34247 Books Received, February 14 — February 20
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I Want You to Be Happy by Jem Calder (May 2026)
3 (6.8%)
In the Realm of the Last Man: A Memoir by Francis Fukuyama (September 2026)
5 (11.4%)
A Divided Duty: An October Daye Novel by Seanan McGuire (September 2026)
14 (31.8%)
Wickhills by Premee Mohamed (September 2026)
17 (38.6%)
Hallowed Bones: A Sons of Salem Novel by Lucy Smoke (October 2026)
2 (4.5%)
Falling for a Villainous Vampire by Charlotte Stein (October 2026)
6 (13.6%)
I Am the Monster Under the Bed: A Novel by Emily Zinnikas (September 2026)
14 (31.8%)
Some other option (see comments)
0 (0.0%)
Cats!
37 (84.1%)
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charlie_stross_diary_feed Feb. 21st, 2026 11:05 am)Sorry I haven't updated the blog for a while: I've been busy. (Writing the final draft of a new novel entirely unconnected to anything else you've read—space opera, new setting, longest thing I've written aside from the big Merchant Princes doorsteps. Now in my agent's inbox while I make notes towards a sequel, if requested.)
Over the past few years I've been naively assuming that while we're ruled by a ruthless kleptocracy, they're not completely evil: aristocracies tend to run on self-interest and try to leave a legacy to their children, which usually means leaving enough peasants around to mow the lawn, wash the dishes, and work the fields.
But my faith in the sanity of the evil overlords has been badly shaken in the past couple of months by the steady drip of WTFery coming out of the USA in general and the Epstein Files in particular, and now there's this somewhat obscure aside, that rips the mask off entirely (Original email on DoJ website ) ...
A document released by the U.S. Department of Justice as part of the Epstein files contains a quote attributed to correspondence involving Jeffrey Epstein that references Bill Gates and a controversial question about "how do we get rid of poor people as a whole."
The passage appears in a written communication included in the DOJ document trove and reads, in part: "I've been thinking a lot about that question that you asked Bill Gates, 'how do we get rid of poor people as a whole,' and I have an answer/comment regarding that for you." The writer then asks to schedule a phone call to discuss the matter further.
As an editor of mine once observed, America is ruled by two political parties: the party of the evil billionaires, and the party of the sane (so slightly less evil) billionaires. Evil billionaires: "let's kill the poor and take all their stuff." Sane billionaires: "hang on, if we kill them all who's going to cook dinner and clean the pool?"
And this seemed plausible ... before it turned out that the CEO class as a whole believe entirely in AI (which, to be clear, is just another marketing grift in the same spirit as cryptocurrencies/blockchain, next-generation nuclear power, real estate backed credit default options, and Dutch tulip bulbs). AI is being sold on the promise of increasing workforce efficiency. And in a world which has been studiously ignoring John Maynard Keynes' 1930 prediction that by 2030 we would only need to work a 15 hour work week, they've drawn an inevitable unwelcome conclusion from this axiom: that there are too many of us. For the past 75 years they've been so focussed on optimizing for efficiency that they no longer understand that efficiency and resilience are inversely related: in order to survive collectively through an energy transition and a time of climate destabilization we need extra capacity, not "right-sized" capacity.
Raise the death rate by removing herd immunity to childhood diseases? That's entirely consistent with "kill the poor". Mass deportation of anyone with the wrong skin colour? The white supremacists will join in enthusiastically, and meanwhile: the deported can die out of sight. Turn disused data centres or amazon warehouses into concentration camps (which are notorious disease breeding grounds)? It's a no-brainer. Start lots of small overseas brushfire wars, escalating to the sort of genocide now being piloted in Gaza by Trump's ally Netanyahu (to emphasize: his strain of Judaism can only be understood as a Jewish expression of white nationalism, throwing off its polite political mask to reveal the death's head of totalitarianism underneath)? It's all part of the program.
Our rulers have gone collectively insane (over a period of decades) and they want to kill us.
The class war has turned hot. And we're all on the losing side.
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On the positive side, it all got fixed within a few hours.
I've been commenting lately that I felt like my home repair budget was fairly safe because I'd replaced every significant appliance in the house at some point since I acquired the house. (Fifteen years ago. 15! Can you believe it?)
Well, I forgot about the garage door opener. But it didn't forget about me.
I'd just gotten my bike out this morning, then when I went to close the garage door behind me, it made a lot of sad noises and declined to close. Examination showed that several of the side-rollers had jumped out of their tracks. (I'd known that one was out of the track for some time, but I couldn't man-handle it back in and it didn't seem to be causing problems.)
So. This calls for professional help. But first it called for securing the critical garage contents because the door was stuck open and I live on a well-traveled street. That having been done, I went on Yelp, located a relatively local garage door repair company, and got scheduled for a window within a couple hours. OK, good sign.
I solved my anxiety about the lack of door closure by doing yard work in the front yard until the repair guy arrived.
In addition to the roller misalignment (which is now happening on both sides of the door, thanks to my efforts to get it to fail closed) the cables (which evidently get winched up by a heavy-duty spring) are tangled on the spindle rather than being neatly wound on their designated place. So the immediate problem could be solved with brute force: prying the roller track open enough to force the roller back in; disconnecting the cables and rewinding in the correct place. That was going to be about $500 labor. Ok.
But, he says, look: these cables are corroded, and one of the heavy-duty springs is rusty. Furthermore, you really should use rollers with longer shanks, because these have a risk of popping off their sockets on the door. (I'm sure my description is not helping anyone visualize this.) So, he says, I'm going to recommend you replace pretty much all the door-lifting hardware. That's going to be a couple thousand.
I wince, but I can see the truth of everything he's saying. So he goes to work on all that and gets it all back in working order. And then he says, "So, you don't have to do this, and I don't get any commission or anything if you do, but the motor on your door opener is 20 years old, it isn't really as powerful as it should be for how much you use it, and it's probably going to fail within the next couple years.
So that was a couple more thousand. But now I have a fancy garage door opener that talks to my iPhone and includes a security camera. And maybe--just maybe--now I really have replaced the last appliance that came with the house when I bought it. Unless I've forgotten something else.
I've been commenting lately that I felt like my home repair budget was fairly safe because I'd replaced every significant appliance in the house at some point since I acquired the house. (Fifteen years ago. 15! Can you believe it?)
Well, I forgot about the garage door opener. But it didn't forget about me.
I'd just gotten my bike out this morning, then when I went to close the garage door behind me, it made a lot of sad noises and declined to close. Examination showed that several of the side-rollers had jumped out of their tracks. (I'd known that one was out of the track for some time, but I couldn't man-handle it back in and it didn't seem to be causing problems.)
So. This calls for professional help. But first it called for securing the critical garage contents because the door was stuck open and I live on a well-traveled street. That having been done, I went on Yelp, located a relatively local garage door repair company, and got scheduled for a window within a couple hours. OK, good sign.
I solved my anxiety about the lack of door closure by doing yard work in the front yard until the repair guy arrived.
In addition to the roller misalignment (which is now happening on both sides of the door, thanks to my efforts to get it to fail closed) the cables (which evidently get winched up by a heavy-duty spring) are tangled on the spindle rather than being neatly wound on their designated place. So the immediate problem could be solved with brute force: prying the roller track open enough to force the roller back in; disconnecting the cables and rewinding in the correct place. That was going to be about $500 labor. Ok.
But, he says, look: these cables are corroded, and one of the heavy-duty springs is rusty. Furthermore, you really should use rollers with longer shanks, because these have a risk of popping off their sockets on the door. (I'm sure my description is not helping anyone visualize this.) So, he says, I'm going to recommend you replace pretty much all the door-lifting hardware. That's going to be a couple thousand.
I wince, but I can see the truth of everything he's saying. So he goes to work on all that and gets it all back in working order. And then he says, "So, you don't have to do this, and I don't get any commission or anything if you do, but the motor on your door opener is 20 years old, it isn't really as powerful as it should be for how much you use it, and it's probably going to fail within the next couple years.
So that was a couple more thousand. But now I have a fancy garage door opener that talks to my iPhone and includes a security camera. And maybe--just maybe--now I really have replaced the last appliance that came with the house when I bought it. Unless I've forgotten something else.
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Some smartphone door-to-door salesmen were going around my neighborhood a few days ago, but they made the terrible mistake of getting me at the door, and I easily banished them with the words, "I don't have a smartphone."
Later that day, as I was hauling my laundry for washing, I encountered the salesman again, along with their colleague, both of whom looked to be young, in their early twenties. The one who hadn't encountered me complimented my "necklace," which I said, "Oh, it's a compass!"
"What, really? Can I see?"
"Yup!"
I opened the compass, dazzling both young sellers. They very well may have never seen a compass before in real life.
"Can you really use that?"
"Yup! I use it with maps so I don't get lost!"
"Like, on paper? YOU CAN READ A PAPER MAP???"
At which point the one who'd encountered me said, "They don't have a smartphone either!"
"REALLY?!"
With a flourish, I whipped out my dumbphone and flipped it open. The two salespeople watched as though I had done a magic trick, utterly enchanted, staring at me like I was some kind of Amish wizard. I should've bowed.
So now we and the salespeople are on good terms. ...they probably won't try to sell to us again.
Later that day, as I was hauling my laundry for washing, I encountered the salesman again, along with their colleague, both of whom looked to be young, in their early twenties. The one who hadn't encountered me complimented my "necklace," which I said, "Oh, it's a compass!"
"What, really? Can I see?"
"Yup!"
I opened the compass, dazzling both young sellers. They very well may have never seen a compass before in real life.
"Can you really use that?"
"Yup! I use it with maps so I don't get lost!"
"Like, on paper? YOU CAN READ A PAPER MAP???"
At which point the one who'd encountered me said, "They don't have a smartphone either!"
"REALLY?!"
With a flourish, I whipped out my dumbphone and flipped it open. The two salespeople watched as though I had done a magic trick, utterly enchanted, staring at me like I was some kind of Amish wizard. I should've bowed.
So now we and the salespeople are on good terms. ...they probably won't try to sell to us again.
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(Okay, I have an essay-review coming out on several works which deal with moral panics around coffeebars and jazz clubs and so forth in the 1960s - 'the monkey walk was good enough for us'....)
But on the one hand wo wo the yoof of today are not even getting into leg-over situations, though the evidence for this as far as the UK goes dates to the NATSAL 2019 report based on survey undertaken 2012.
And if they do, The death of the post-shag sleepover: Why is no one staying over after sex anymore?
Okay, very likely - I dunno, is the '6 people I spoke to in a winebar last week' cliche still valid or has this migrated to some corner of social media, but amounting to pretty much the same thing as far as statistical sociological validity goes?
But while it may be all about anxieties around sleep hygiene rituals, or looks-maxxing practices, which will not sit happily alongside unrestrained PASSION and bonkery -
- there is also mention that, individuals in question are living with room-mates and one does wonder whether they actually have RULES about overnight guests who might hog the bathroom wherein they perform their wellness things (apart from any other objections such as noise....)
Yes, my dearios, I am already doing the hedjog all-more-complicated flamenco about this, and thinking about a narrative theme of the 1960s of young women rising from beds of enseamed lust in order to go home to the parental roof and sleep in their own chaste bed so that they can be plausibly awakened therein. (And is there not a current wo wo narrative about young people still living with PARENTS???)
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A successful businesswoman has the opportunity of a lifetime offered to her, only to have an old friend greatly complicate matters.
The Friend Zone Experiment by Zen Cho
One of the simplest and purest pleasures in fiction is to ride along as an unhappy person becomes happier, and this at the heart is the charm of the self-pub coming-of-trans novel Our Simulated Selves.
On first glance the premise of this one could seem dire: depressed incel, told by dream girl that they would not date even if the incel was the "last man on Earth," uses advanced brain-scanning technology and giant quantum supercomputer to set up a simulation world where literally everybody else on Earth does disappear immediately after that argument, and see how long it takes sim self and dream girl to get together in this apocalypse scenario. (The reader, who has already seen our protagonist describe dysphoric brain fog and experience mysterious joy about playing a girl character in D&D, will at this point certainly have some ideas about the ways that this sad incel is working from some fundamentally incorrect principles.)
Most of the book is from the POV of sim protagonist with occasional outside-world interjections and responses from the simulation runner, which means you also get sort of a fun inside/outside view of an apocalypse-ish survival situation -- within the simulation, protagonist and dream girl are running around gathering up non-perishable food and trying to figure out how long the power grid is going to last; meanwhile, outside the simulation, Protagonist Zero Version is like 'shit, I didn't really think through that they'd be treating this like an apocalypse and I forgot to write any code for food spoilage!' But the main satisfaction of the book is in watching our protagonist go through the work of transformation to become a better and happier person -- with a little added weight, because at the same time we're also seeing the worst and cruelest and most unhappy version. Overall I found the reading experience really charming and sweet!
On first glance the premise of this one could seem dire: depressed incel, told by dream girl that they would not date even if the incel was the "last man on Earth," uses advanced brain-scanning technology and giant quantum supercomputer to set up a simulation world where literally everybody else on Earth does disappear immediately after that argument, and see how long it takes sim self and dream girl to get together in this apocalypse scenario. (The reader, who has already seen our protagonist describe dysphoric brain fog and experience mysterious joy about playing a girl character in D&D, will at this point certainly have some ideas about the ways that this sad incel is working from some fundamentally incorrect principles.)
Most of the book is from the POV of sim protagonist with occasional outside-world interjections and responses from the simulation runner, which means you also get sort of a fun inside/outside view of an apocalypse-ish survival situation -- within the simulation, protagonist and dream girl are running around gathering up non-perishable food and trying to figure out how long the power grid is going to last; meanwhile, outside the simulation, Protagonist Zero Version is like 'shit, I didn't really think through that they'd be treating this like an apocalypse and I forgot to write any code for food spoilage!' But the main satisfaction of the book is in watching our protagonist go through the work of transformation to become a better and happier person -- with a little added weight, because at the same time we're also seeing the worst and cruelest and most unhappy version. Overall I found the reading experience really charming and sweet!
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Finished (last week) Ursula Whitcher's North Continent Ribbon. As everyone said, it really is very good (and, moreover, I really liked it.) What impressed me the most was the structure: I was expecting a collection of short stories linked by theme and setting. I hadn't known the order of the stories and their timeline would amount to a novel in itself.
Finished (last week) Asterix and the Golden Sickle and didn't really... get it. I don't think I know anyone who read the Asterix books and didn't love them, but I feel like I'm missing something.
Maybe it's that the literary conventions of comics have moved on over the decades, to the extent that the level of exposition makes me feel like a modern science fiction reader reading pulp SF from the 1930s, or a modern TV viewer grappling with the stage conventions of Elizabethan or even ancient Greek theatre. As in: oh, you're explaining that again, alright. Oh, you're explaining that too? Okay.
Unfortunately I'm also unfamiliar with the history, societies, and cultures of Gaul in 50 BCE, so I'm probably missing most of the charm, to say nothing of the Easter eggs.
Read (this week) Balancing Stone by Victoria Goddard, and it was okay. I have now read all of the Greenwing & Dart books currently available, and have a clearer idea of what's happened yet in that part of the Nine Worlds, which is useful for fandom purposes. But I don't really like G&D. It's not for me. But I like some of its fans.
Finished (this week) KC Davis' How To Keep House While Drowning. Mainly a mixture of things that wouldn't work for me but which I could see working for someone else; concepts and skills that do work for me that I'd already learned but could have been absolutely vital if I hadn't learned them yet; and a few nuggets I didn't know as well as plenty that I knew but for which I could use a refresher or some reinforcement.
Reading Sarah Kurchak's I Overcame My Autism And All I Got Was This Lousy Anxiety Disorder on audiobook. I forget who recommended it (Rydra?) but I'm surprised at just how much I'm relating.
Fandom
Received this lovely, meditative story by![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
justjourneys for Fanoa'ary: Love Beyond Definition.
I wrote Charting a Course forCrackfoxx, on the prompt "I want the version of Kip being Fitzroy's wingman that includes the joy and the spreadsheets. Let me be very very clear. This expression of love must actually include spreadsheets.", went nearly entirely for rule of funny over characterisation or plausibility, and had way too much fun with the CSS and HTML.
Side note: who here knew what AO3's HTML parser does if you didn't close a <strike> tag?
...Bad, isn't it? (If you guessed "Everything from the open tag down to the end of the chapter is struck through", you're... well, you're not wrong, but you are underestimating the scope of the problem.)
Links
Garden
Still alive, producing about a handful a week of tiny ripe cherry tomatoes.
Cats
Are a serious threat to the local plastic mouse from KMart population. Are also very good alarm cats when it's time to wake up in the morning and I don' wanna, very alarming.
Finished (last week) Ursula Whitcher's North Continent Ribbon. As everyone said, it really is very good (and, moreover, I really liked it.) What impressed me the most was the structure: I was expecting a collection of short stories linked by theme and setting. I hadn't known the order of the stories and their timeline would amount to a novel in itself.
Finished (last week) Asterix and the Golden Sickle and didn't really... get it. I don't think I know anyone who read the Asterix books and didn't love them, but I feel like I'm missing something.
Maybe it's that the literary conventions of comics have moved on over the decades, to the extent that the level of exposition makes me feel like a modern science fiction reader reading pulp SF from the 1930s, or a modern TV viewer grappling with the stage conventions of Elizabethan or even ancient Greek theatre. As in: oh, you're explaining that again, alright. Oh, you're explaining that too? Okay.
Unfortunately I'm also unfamiliar with the history, societies, and cultures of Gaul in 50 BCE, so I'm probably missing most of the charm, to say nothing of the Easter eggs.
Read (this week) Balancing Stone by Victoria Goddard, and it was okay. I have now read all of the Greenwing & Dart books currently available, and have a clearer idea of what's happened yet in that part of the Nine Worlds, which is useful for fandom purposes. But I don't really like G&D. It's not for me. But I like some of its fans.
Finished (this week) KC Davis' How To Keep House While Drowning. Mainly a mixture of things that wouldn't work for me but which I could see working for someone else; concepts and skills that do work for me that I'd already learned but could have been absolutely vital if I hadn't learned them yet; and a few nuggets I didn't know as well as plenty that I knew but for which I could use a refresher or some reinforcement.
Reading Sarah Kurchak's I Overcame My Autism And All I Got Was This Lousy Anxiety Disorder on audiobook. I forget who recommended it (Rydra?) but I'm surprised at just how much I'm relating.
Fandom
Received this lovely, meditative story by
I wrote Charting a Course for
Side note: who here knew what AO3's HTML parser does if you didn't close a <strike> tag?
...Bad, isn't it? (If you guessed "Everything from the open tag down to the end of the chapter is struck through", you're... well, you're not wrong, but you are underestimating the scope of the problem.)
Links
- If only this discussion thread about a mathplotlib pull request were a mixed media work of fiction, and not a case in point of how things are going in tech at the moment, I would enjoy it so much.
Garden
Still alive, producing about a handful a week of tiny ripe cherry tomatoes.
Cats
Are a serious threat to the local plastic mouse from KMart population. Are also very good alarm cats when it's time to wake up in the morning and I don' wanna, very alarming.
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(brokenframe posting in vidding Feb. 19th, 2026 11:02 pm)
brokenframe posting in vidding Feb. 19th, 2026 11:02 pm)Title: Animus Vox
Characters: Ensemble
Movie: Bullet Train (2022)
Summary: Good Luck, Bad Luck, Chance, Karma, Faith, Revenge, Redemption, Wrath, Love, Justice, Fate...
Music: Animus Vox by The Glitch Mob
Length: 3:59
Warnings: Blood and violence
Streaming/download at: DW | Tumblr
Characters: Ensemble
Movie: Bullet Train (2022)
Summary: Good Luck, Bad Luck, Chance, Karma, Faith, Revenge, Redemption, Wrath, Love, Justice, Fate...
Music: Animus Vox by The Glitch Mob
Length: 3:59
Warnings: Blood and violence
Streaming/download at: DW | Tumblr
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