Several oops, several things

May. 28th, 2025 12:36 pm
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oops #1 - Sunday, I took the bobcat down the road to my grandpa's partner's farm so we can pick rocks. We will be planting pumpkins in that field, need to plow and there's some big frickin rocks. Dad told me to take it the back way, down across the back of the neighbor's field and across a small creek to get to the field. It is possible to just go down the road, but the bobcat has a top speed of around 1.5mph. I took my chainsaw and safety gear and cleared a tree out from in front of the creek which was easy. The creek is lined with rocks in that spot and it used to be a 4 wheeler riding path until the tree blocked it. It's been raining so much here lately, but the creek wasn't high, only three feet across and shallow. 

I got the bobcat stuck in the bank out of the creek which was quite steep. Sigh. Thankfully, the tractor was already at the farm hooked up to the dump trailer, so I unhooked it, called my employee and had him bring a chain down and he pulled me out. I left some eight inch deep ruts, so that wasn't ideal. 

oops #2 - yesterday, I spent some time mowing the tops of the weeds that are in the strawberry field. This is a thing we do when we've lost control of the weed situation and it isn't going to be done by hand before we open. Plus that section is not super healthy due to last year's lack of weed control. We've been hand weeding the good sections but it takes a very long time because the weeds are large and often curly dock, which we use a shovel to slice through the root and then remove the top of the plant. Huge pain. I was mowing along in the tractor we call the little stinker. It's  a cute little narrow tractor that has fantastic visibility because it's a tiny little thing with a short and narrow cab. Not very tall. I had dropped the deer fence so I could turn around, my tires went into the dip at the edge of the field and I didn't pick up the mower high enough and caught the deer fence in the mower. Spent an hour getting it out of the mower. 

During the rock picking Sunday, my steel toed boots gave up the ghost. They were probably 10 years old and I didn't use them much for my previous job, so they sat and the rubber soles started to disintegrate. One of the soles disconnected from the boot so it was only hanging on by the toe. So I got new boots this morning. Composite toe, so not steel toed, but still safety rated. Steel toe boots are useful but they are quite cold in the winter to work in. I'm using the chainsaw this afternoon, so I wanted new boots ASAP. I'm putting water proofing on them right now. Red wing brand which came recommended by my dad for good waterproofing and durability, so I'm hoping they last.

I also got a new-to-me phone. Unihertz help desk gave up on me. I did receive two groups texts from a random group chat at one point, so they figured it was Verizon's end and said I was beyond help. So I picked up a somewhat rugged verizon phone on ebay for $40, popped the sim card in and that is now my call and text phone with my tank mini doing everything else. I can set aside the motorola power g that has suffered so much at my hands. Disappointing end to that, but pretty clearly verizon is the problem. Really frustrating. My dad has been thinking about switching to US mobile and thought maybe switching carriers might help, but I dunno. I'm not on their plan, so I don't have to and it is cheaper, but I want to say those services that piggyback off of verizon or other big carriers can be a bit more unreliable. 

My potatoes have finally sprouted! Took them long enough. I haven't had a chance to plant more things because of work and non-spot rain, so I'm hoping to seed some things in the next week or so. 

Unfortunate Timing

May. 28th, 2025 10:55 am
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So, most of you know that I visit Cindy most afternoons. (She doesn't always feel well enough for a visit.) Somewhere in the past couple of years, we switched from watching Lucifer and me reading fanfic, to me reading novels.

Cindy prefers romantic suspense, or action-adventure-romance. Other genres are okay, if there's at least a little M/F love interest. Sometimes, of course, there's more than a little.

Now, picture this: Cindy's lying in bed. I'm reading aloud, with my voice a little louder than normal, because Cindy's hearing is decreased. Her husband Carl may be shopping, or at the shooting range, but is usually doing housework or woodwork. Occasionally he comes into the bedroom for something he needs, or to tell Cindy something.

So, he's barefoot, walking down a carpeted hall; we don't know he's coming until he appears in the doorway. And, far too often, he appears -- and has heard as he approaches the doorway -- just as I'm reading a slightly (or more than slightly) salacious line.

Yesterday, it was, "Locating a skull had been difficult, Amelia reflected, but finding a codpiece had been considerably more of a challenge." He literally appeared at the doorway just as I said, "codpiece."

*facepalm*

We all had a good laugh; Cindy and Carl aren't at all stuffy, and Carl likes to tease about things like that. (He said, "Yeah, it would be!") But still, I'd rather he walked in a couple of sentences earlier, when I was reading, "It showed another extremely handsome young man dressed in the ancient Italian style."

Good grief! Who knew reading aloud could be dangerous?

(The book is Second Sight by Amanda Quick, aka Jayne Ann Krentz. Set in the late 1890's, a woman photographer is making a series of art photographs of "Men of Shakespeare." The skull was for Hamlet, the codpiece for Romeo. That's not the point of the book, but the mystery centers around photography, so her work is discussed.)
 

Double Drabble: Injured Again

May. 28th, 2025 05:55 pm
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Title: Injured Again
Author: 
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Characters: Ianto, Owen.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 867: Right at 
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Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Poor Ianto is in the wars.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
 


 

Cozy Mystery sale

May. 28th, 2025 10:10 am
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https://fairfieldpublishing.com/cozy-mystery-sale-may-2025/

For 99 cents, a selection of Cozy mysteries, and some series. As far as I can tell, the sale ends Saturday at midnight, USA mountain time, Greenwich -7. (There's a countdown clock on my page. I have no idea if that's adjusted for different time-zones, or the same for everyone.) Happy reading.

 
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The Wall Street Journal has an absolutely fantastic article on AI movie-making this morning (which I think I am offering to you unlocked!)

Apparently, on VEO & Runway, you can get AI to model video characters after real-life people if you subscribe at the very highest tier ($200 a month.) As someone whose disposable income is prone to disappearing acts, I have been experimenting with the lower subscription tiers that don't offer all the features, so I always assumed there was a blanket prohibition against using real-life people. As a safeguard against Deep Fakes & revenge porn!

I am very tempted to splurge for a single month, though, to see what I might be able to create!

Maybe I should have a long talk with the cats: Do you really need to eat? And what's up with all those catnip toys? They always end up under the sofa!

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Meanwhile, the sky is rapidly darkening even as I type, and a quick look at the weather forecast affirms we are in for five fuckin' days of rain! So! Do I kill myself now, or do I subject all 4.3 of my faithful readers to five days of angsty rants before I step in front of that speeding bus?

Also, the New Paltz Community Garden finally offered me a space! After I'd already started gardening again at the Hyde Park Community Garden.

I drove to New Paltz to check the garden out. It is really spectacular: five acres, 150 plots, right along the Wallkill River, which floods the garden regularly, providing the garden with that ultra-rich river silt. The whole garden is surrounded by an electric deer fence & an obliging hawk keeps the vole population in check:



There are something like 200 gardeners, a real community. So, I thought, Okay! If you really want to connect with other humans in the real-life here & now, this is your chance! New Paltz reminds me so much of Berkeley circa the 1980s, I figure it's gotta be teeming with sympatico souls.

The extremely nice Plot Coordinator showed me around. The full plots are huge, 20' x 10', and the three he showed me were completely overgrown with (ugh!) deep-rooted nettles that would take me a solid week of hard labor to clear out. So, I settled for a half-plot:



This one, I estimate, will take me three days to clear out. That's doable.

Because of the driving distance involved, I'd already set up the Hyde Park garden to be as labor-free as possible. Planted tomatoes & chili peppers inside a marigold border. Piled on lawn-mowings over the plot to reign in moisture & keep down weed growth. Self-sustaining was my goal!

This garden I'll use for veggies that require a bit more nurturing. Basil! (Gotta guard against premature bolting & aphid infestations!) Cucumbers! (There's a weird kind of fungus that always seems to attack mine.) Flowers! (I ❤️LUV❤️ bouquets in the Patrizia-torium, so consider flowers an essential crop.)

It'll be a summer of hard physical work.

Assuming it ever stops raining.

Apart from all these mundane happenstances of a small existence, I have this sense that things are changing very fast. Planetary collapse? Nuclear annihilation? Dunno. But something.

I can't do anything about what might be going to happen.

So, the feeling is unsettling.
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In this Hainish novella set sometime before Rocannon's World, the pacifist inhabitants of an idyllic forest planet are enslaved and brutalized by colonizers from the Terran military who are there to ecocidally clear-cut the forest for wood because Earth is nearly out of trees.

I have read this book before, but not in a long time because I'm afraid I don't like it. (cut for negativity) )
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As you all are potentially aware, I have an allergy to at least one (unknown id) perfume and am hyper sensitive to other (many, but not all) perfumes and some natural fragrances. Besides one lavender tea incident, the throat swelling has only ever been in response to perfumed products on the lower half of my face for longer than the time it takes to wash it back off (so it's not TOO scary, since I always have time to escape).

So as you can imagine, I usually buy unscented cosmetics, hygiene products, etc. And that's not always enough! As I was saying to [personal profile] twistedchick recently, sometimes I have to discard unscented products due to the smells of ingredients. Common offenders include burning (how?), ozone (this isn't unbearable but it's very annoying), a vaguely "gone off" smell in some moisturizers (rancid oils? Or some kind of fungal ingredient??), and urine (WHY! I know it's because they use urea in the manufacture but that's an issue I would think they would consider urgent to fix???)

But sometimes I feel compelled to try scented products because there doesn't seem to be a good unscented alternative. If you have any special requirements for shampoo and conditioner - in my case, I have low-porosity hair and lots of common ingredients don't work for me - there tend to be no unscented options, because unscented products are already considered a special requirement. I have decided that I need a new leave in conditioner that's more effective for holding curls and waves without frizz, and maybe a curl cream. (I don't like gel but it's always there if I can't find a good cream solution.)

Well, I tried a John Frieda Frizz Ease "curl revitalizing oil spray" today with great hopes.

My first impression was "this smells like my mother in law". [personal profile] waxjism agrees. It's a perfume, and the product does contain a little patchouli but it's not exactly patchouli that smells like her (but it is musky). The ingredients include "perfume", as usual, which should be illegal anywhere btw, so that's not much help.

Anyway, it's strong enough that I don't like it and will have to give it away, but it's not strong enough that I need to wash it out a day early, as long as my hair is kept back out of my face.

I've been reading the occasional perfume review reblogged by [personal profile] cleolinda and have got the idea it could be oud or some rose-related thing. Or maybe it's the combination of patchouli with one of these other things? I'm medium confident that it's not moringa...

full ingredients list )

binnacle

May. 28th, 2025 06:56 am
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binnacle (BIN-uh-kuhl) - n., a case that supports and protects a ship's compass.


Also, by extension, the cluster of instruments and switches mounted in a circular casing on or near the steering column of a car, though honestly I've never heard that usage. The binnacle is traditionally a small stand placed by the helm so the steersman can consult it, and made of wood or a non-magnetic metal to avoid interfering with the magnetic needle. Often it included a lamp so bearings can be read at night, and later refinements included iron masses to adjust the needle to point closer to true north. Attested from around 1620, alteration of earlier earlier bittacle, from either French habitacle, obsolete Spanish bitácula (modern spelling bitácora), or Portuguese bitácula, all three from Late Latin habitāculum, little dwelling place.

---L.

A lot of ice cream, and a squirrel

May. 28th, 2025 03:16 pm
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I finished my tax return yesterday and invited myself to the ice cream parlour as a reward. I might just have ordered the largest item on the menu. The (conical) ice cream cup, when put on the table, reached up to my nose. The whipped cream and candied walnuts topped that. I got the cup and the small tray very carefully down to my knees and managed to eat all of it without getting whipped cream, amaretto, Nutella sauce or ice cream on my trousers.

That was one impressive ice cream cup.

Earlier that day I met one of the squirrels that regularly check my balcony for the nuts I hide between the flowerpots for them to find. And "met" in this case, means "it nearly flew into my face". I was in a hurry to water some wilted plants before I left, did not check the balcony before stepping out and must have scared the squirrel (a big red one with a very bushy tail) a lot. It passed about thirty centimetres from my nose, got hold of the cat net, rushed down and disappeared through the narrow gap between the wall and the railing. I heard it running down the wall.

I was a bit worried that it would not come back, but today it was sitting on its haunches right before the door, looking inside. When it had gone, I replaced the nuts.
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Lonely Rita has no end of meet-cutes with hunky men. If only Rita could stop shooting them in the head...

Kindergarten Wars, volume 1 by You Chiba

Wednesday Reading Meme

May. 28th, 2025 08:49 am
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

Rebecca Romney’s Jane Austen’s Bookshelf: A Rare Book Collector’s Quest to Find the Women Writers Who Shaped a Legend, in which Romney tracks down many of the books Jane Austen admired (often as ebooks, which I must admit takes much of the romance out of the rare book hunt) and discovers many lost gems of literary excellence. (And also Hannah More, whom she did not take to.) An engrossing read.

D. E. Stevenson’s Mrs. Tim Gets a Job. Like all of D. E. Stevenson’s novels, this is cozy like sitting curled up in an armchair by the fire with a cup of cocoa while a thunderstorm beats against the window in the night. It’s not that she’s writing in a world where bad things don’t happen, or even where bad things don’t happen to our heroes, but by the end of the book it will all turn out right.

Amerika: Russian Writers View the United States, edited by Mikail Iossel and Jeff Parker. An essay collection published not long after 9/11, although only a few of the essays actually touch on that event. Many of them include potshots at American political correctness (hard to embrace the concept if you come from the country where you could literally be sent to a gulag for “political incorrectness”), as well as lists of American books the authors read at a formative age.

I thank my lucky stars that I didn’t read this before Honeytrap, as the book might have been delayed indefinitely while I tried to work my way through the works of Kurt Vonnegut, Ray Bradbury, Ursula K. Le Guin, Isaac Asimov, as well as some other authors I’ve never even heard of. With truth the author of this essay notes “the average Soviet person probably knew [American science fiction] better than the average American.”

What I’m Reading Now

Virginia Woolf’s To the Lighthouse. Sadly suspicious that none of these characters are ever going to make it to the lighthouse.

What I Plan to Read Next

Does my lightning zoom through Jane Austen’s Bookshelf mean that I will at last read an eighteenth century novel? MAYBE. The library boasts Fanny Burney’s Evelina, Ann Radcliffe’s The Mysteries of Udolpho and The Romance of the Forest, Charlotte Lennox’s The Female Quixote, and Maria Edgeworth’s Belinda. Any recommendations among those works?
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What I Just Finished Reading: Since last Wednesday I have read/finished reading: A Fountain Filled with Blood (Clare Fergusson/Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries) by Julia Spencer-Fleming, Rogue Protocol (The Murderbot Diaries) by Martha Wells, Now May You Weep (A Duncan Kincaid and Gemma James Mystery) by Deborah Crombie, and The Hippopotamus Pool (An Amelia Peabody Mystery) by Elizabeth Peters


What I am Currently Reading: I just finished the previous book last night, so as of this moment I haven’t started another. I’m thinking the next Murderbot, because Fugitive Telemetry is in at the library for me so I have to get to that point.


What I Plan to Read Next: One of the library books I already have out, hopefully.




Book 33 of 2025: A Fountain Filled with Blood (Clare Fergusson/Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries) (Julia Spencer-Fleming)

I enjoyed this book a lot. spoilers )

I already have the next book; I'm giving this one five hearts.

♥♥♥♥♥



Book 34 of 2025: Rogue Protocol (The Murderbot Diaries) (Martha Wells)

*flails* This story was so good!! spoilers )

I was so tempted to start the next story immediately, but I'm holding off, if only because I currently only have access to the next two stories and then I have to get them from the library. (I already have the final two books on request, so hopefully it won't be a long wait.) I'm giving this story five hearts.

♥♥♥♥♥



Book 35 of 2025: Now May You Weep (A Duncan Kincaid and Gemma James Mystery) (Deborah Crombie)

Good book! I especially liked that Gemma and Hazel visited Scotland. spoilers )

I really enjoyed this book and already have the next on order. I'm giving it five hearts.

♥♥♥♥♥



Book 36 of 2025: The Hippopotamus Pool (An Amelia Peabody Mystery) (Elizabeth Peters)

This book was so good. Soooo good! It made me smile a lot. spoilers )

I can't believe it's been so long since I've read one of these books; I'll have to remedy that by requesting another. I'm giving this one five hearts.

♥♥♥♥♥
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I hit Price Chopper and the Feed Bag (which was closed yesterday) while I was downtown and got in a short walk around the park. I also went on a short walk at home with the dogs for the first time in over 8 weeks! (My legs are very tired after even two short walks (totaling .50 miles). I should’ve done some of the strengthening exercises I learned in PT (lying down, not standing) while I wasn’t able to go on walks.)

The McD’s app glitched, so I couldn’t use my usual coupon. They ended up just charging me for my hot tea and giving me my sandwich and hashbrown for free. *g* (NGL, there are definitely some perks to being well known and polite, though usually it’s just really good service and people smiling and acting happy to see you.)

I watched the current ep (season finale, how did this sneak up on me?!!) of The Last of Us and an HGTV program, and read some more. I also posted a new fic! AND I added ~1,000 words to my [community profile] intoabar fic, bringing it to a close. I just need to type it in now.

I did a load of laundry. I also did the usual amount of hand-washing dishes and scooped kitty litter. I did a ham steak for supper, with mashed potatoes and peas, which is my go-to with ham.

Temps started out at 40.1(F) and reached 80.8. It warmed up pretty early in the morning (I had to change into shorts and a t-shirt when I got home) and clouded up a bit in the afternoon, though we didn’t get any rain.

radio silence

May. 28th, 2025 03:43 am
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The reason I haven't posted for a week is that I've been out of town and lacked the ability conveniently to post.

I use my portable tablet computer to keep up with e-mail, assuming there's wi-fi I can access, but typing on the little popup keyboard is not conducive to writing at greater than minimal length. I did choose my hotel in part because it had a business center, guest-usable desktop computers, but I found on my first evening that both computers were frozen in awkward positions, and while the desk clerk agreed to put in a request for repair, nothing had been done by the time I left. Of course, there was a holiday weekend in there.

One of the hotel's two elevators was also out of service. Good thing that wasn't both of them, because my room was on the tenth floor.

The hotel was located in downtown Pittsburgh. The one in Pennsylvania. I was there - by far the furthest away from home I've gone since before the pandemic - on a compulsion I could not possibly resist, not that I wished to resist it. It was my brother's wedding. (He lives and works in Pittsburgh, as does his wife, who's a native of the area.) It took longer for him than it did for me to "find his person," as they put it in the ceremony, but he definitely has. I've met her a few times before, and they're ideal for each other.

The ceremony was held at the Grand Concourse, an elaborate and colorful preserved 19C train station converted into the kind of restaurant you'd visit for a special occasion, of which this was certainly one. There were about 30 guests, tucked into the corner of one small room for the ceremony, after which we spread out somewhat further for a very fine dinner in another room, one with a stunning view of the Monongahela River and downtown opposite.

It was a highly personalized occasion, and cherishable for all who attended. Among the guests were a couple old friends (i.e. since childhood) of my brother's, whom I know but hadn't seen in a long time. One of them is a rabbi, and he conducted the ceremony.

Part of the service was the reading of a modern version of the seven blessings, a Jewish ritual that was new to me. Seven people close to the couple were asked, and I and my other brother were among them. We each stood up, identified ourselves, and read a blessing as modified by the couple, and, at least in my case (I read the Wisdom blessing) elaborated on a bit by me: it seemed to fit the circumstances.

There was more to the celebration than the ceremony and dinner, and I'll say more about that, and about Pittsburgh - which I've been to before, but never deposited in downtown on my own resources - tomorrow.

Reading Wednesday

May. 28th, 2025 06:42 am
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Just finished: Bad Cree by Jessica Johns. I really enjoyed this one, with the caveat that it was hyped to me as the most disturbing thing, read it before giving it to a student, etc., and it was a very different (if very good) kind of book. Though possibly my calibration for disturbing is way off. I did find it a very strong story about family and community vs. extractive industries and the MMIWG epidemic, and one of the best use of dreams in fiction I've seen since we all decided that kind of thing was gauche.

What Feasts At Night by T. Kingfisher. I enjoyed this one too. After barely surviving the events of the first book, our lead and ka (?) companions return to their home (fictional) country, where the caretaker of the estate has suddenly died. The villagers won't go near the place and claim that it's haunted by a creature that sits on your chest and sucks out your breath. So, they have to fight it, all while dealing with PTSD from the war. Fun stuff.

Two things I particularly liked about this: 1) it actually was disturbing as shit, especially the scene with the horses. 2) this is kind of the reverse of what I complained about with Someone You Can Build a Nest In in terms of queernormative fantasy settings. The imaginary country is integrated into the Serbo-Bulgarian War, but it is clearly a country with different norms, myths, and traditions. The novella has a nonbinary lead, and this identity is important and plays a role in their backstory, but it also has a different meaning and definition that in would have in our world (it's important to note that this is queernormative and Alex doesn't appear to be discriminated against in their society, but there are still gendered expectations and roles). It contributes to the worldbuilding as well, so there are different pronouns for both God and priests, and that adds interest rather than erases difference. Anyway, it is pretty cool.

Currently reading: The Siege of Burning Grass by Premee Mohamed. This one was also really hyped up and I can see why. There's a longstanding war between two empires: Varkal (which is kind of industrial-age but uses genetically altered animals as its technology) and Med’ariz (which has floating cities and more technologically based weapons). The causes and parameters of this war are deliberately fuzzy to the POV characters, but Med'ariz seems to be winning. Alefrat, the leader of the pacifist resistance in Varkal, is blown up, kidnapped, and imprisoned by his government, and let out on the condition that he travel to the Med'ariz front line, infiltrate them, and create the same kind of grassroots uprising that he did in Varkal. He's accompanied by Qhudur, a brutal soldier/prison guard. 

This is very good so far; it pulls no punches either in its depiction of war or its depiction of disability (Alefrat's leg was blown off before the story begins, and there's a bizarro doctor who had started to regrow it with wasps, and the entire thing is very nasty). It's definitely problematizing pacifism and its role in defanging political movements, though I am not sure where the author/narrative is ultimately going to fall on this. It feels like a slog, and this is intentional; every inch of the characters' journey is painstakingly fought for, and you feel it.
 
real ones by Katherena Vermette. I really liked the other book I read by Vermette; this one is better. It's about two sisters, June and lyn, whose father is Michif and mother is white. Said mother, Renee, is an acclaimed artist winning all the arts grants by pretending to also be Métis. When her identity is exposed, the sisters are not only faced with digging up the trauma of their childhood (this is nowhere near the only shitty thing Renee has done) but having their own identities, careers, and community ties thrown into question.

Pretendians are somewhat of a national obsession here, and I don't weigh into it much because it's not at all my business, and it's a source of pain for Indigenous folks that I don't want to accidentally aggravate. Besides just being a really good story, this is an amazing look into the psychology of someone who fakes Indigenous ancestry and how it affects everyone around her. I haven't seen this tackled in fiction at all and Vermette does it spectacularly. It's also weirdly relatable in the relationship that the sisters have with their mother—growing up with a mostly-absent conman father, I get how they can't bring themselves to cut off Renee entirely even when she wrecks destruction in their lives. 

Also the look at the media and arts landscape of Canada is just spot on. Perfect. It's so good.

It's a Wednesday

May. 28th, 2025 06:32 am
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1. Ha ha! I am vindicated.

So, my family will sometimes say stob for a small stump or a stick sticking up out of the ground or a broken off piece of fencing. Josh has insisted repeatedly over the years that this is not a real word and just something weird my family says. However, I'm reading one of Rick Bragg's memoirs and he uses the word stob, which prompted me to look it up in the dictionary and confirm it is indeed a real word and not just another example of the ways in which I belong to a bunch of hicks. I've always assumed it's a bastardization of the word stave.

2. Fiona is sick again. She has the flu now, and the pediatrician had us go to the hospital so she could get a chest x-ray (I guess their machine is better than the one at the pediatrician's, IDK). We haven't heard back about the results of the x-ray, but I really hope she doesn't have pneumonia again. I just don't understand why she keeps getting these respiratory things.

3. Dylan has a weird lump on her shoulder that we think might be lupus-related. The rheumatologist is sending her to an orthopedist to look at it (which makes no sense to me), so hopefully we'll know more about it soon.

4. I have to go to the dentist today. I've been putting it off as long as I can because I am a ding ding, but I hate going to the dentist so much. :(

5. We watched The Wild Robot on Netflix. Fiona loves the book(s?), and she was satisfied with the movie as an adaptation even though it made some minor changes to character and plot. All three of us ended up crying multiple times throughout; Josh popped into the living room at one point and turned heel and left again immediately. LOL Definitely worth a watch.
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Slept badly (awake since 3am) but I have been to the 7:30am crossfit class. The spur to getting myself up & dressed & out was that was a alert that my bicycle was booked in for a service. (And can we all applaud my past self who set the default calendar alerts to day before, 2 hours before, 1 hour before, & 30 mins before event.) I had said I would leave bike at shop between 8:30 & 9am So I got out, got exercised & deposited bicycle and now feel very virtuous and impressed with myself.

I have recently discovered (via Anna Jones) that (i) broad bean pods are edible and (ii) that I really like them. This morning I tossed some broad-beans (in the pod) in olive oil and roasted them in a hot oven for 15 mins, until they were just starting to char. Then I tossed them in a dressing - olive oil, lots of chopped dill and just a taste of vinegar. Delicious. I have already eaten them all. The beans themselves can be eaten with the pods (which I do) or removed and cooked separately.

I have also started a new batch of yoghurt. The last batch didn't work - I had set it up to strain and then forgot about it until the next day. It was solid - not like cheese, but much more rubbery like that. It was like edible window putty.

Turtle from the Kyzylkum desert

May. 28th, 2025 02:43 pm
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For more details about our trip to this desert (in Russian), see here: https://pilottttt.dreamwidth.org/445028.html

Epstein's Temple

May. 28th, 2025 10:26 am
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 We now have close up footage of the "temple" on Little St. James- Epstein's island. James O'Keefe featured it on his show. 

We are all calling it a "temple" but when plans were submitted to the building regulation people it was described as a music room. 

It sits on top of a rocky hillock at the end of a dirt track. There are palm trees beside it.

O'Keefe's footage is several years old and taken after the feds had been in and carried off all the movable furniture and whatever else may have been stored in there.

The building is square and decorated with blue and white stripes- which are, apparently, painted on. There used to be a golden dome, probably made of fibreglass, which blew off in a storm. The style is sort of Middle-Eastern. Two statues of aquatic centaurs originally stood at the door- which, I'm guessing, were antique. I don't think they're there any longer. Perhaps the Feds have them.

The interior walls are decorated with what looks like coloured marble, but may be paint. Against one wall stands a large empty wooden bookcase flanked by two pillars, one plain and straight up and down and the other ornate and twisted. This is masonic symbolism. On the ceiling is a painting of the starry heavens, with the constellations represented as the people and critters and things they're named for- as found in Egyptian tombs- but done in a renaissance style. It's not a great work of art. 

And that's it. I don't think I've left anything out. The thing is built to impress but seems to have been done on the cheap. 

It reminds me of the Little Castle at Bolsover, built by William Cavendish in the early 17th century. That too is impressive, somewhat gimcrack and, according to rumour, used as an orgy house....

Plas Mawr

May. 28th, 2025 10:00 am
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Conwy also has a very fine Elizabethan mansion with amazing plasterwork!

This is probably the finest Elizabethan building in the UK.

The Front entrance with the arms of Elizabeth I:



Here be pics! )

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May. 28th, 2025 09:46 am
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Happy birthday, [personal profile] genarti and [personal profile] green_knight!

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May. 28th, 2025 06:28 pm
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I did burst out laughing at HelloChinese teaching me how to say 'New York is extremely clean' in Mandarin.

纽约非常干净 ...I was like, infamously not, though. Unless it has the cleanest pizza rats around!

Ladybirds, Mother, Sunset

May. 28th, 2025 07:55 am
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In the end I bought 50, because aphids have overtaken both sides of the garden. Followed the instructions, though the advice about using a pencil to place them on the infected plants is just nonsense. They determinedly ignored the pencil in favour of my fingers, hands, arms. One gave me the teeniest bite so I found it a big plant stuffed with snacks to make up for it being slightly freaked.

Today, no ladybirds. No aphids either.

It's uncanny, positively eerie in fact. The ladybirds will have flown off but maybe they'll stay in the general vicinity, cos I inevitably have merry legions of thrips for them to pursue later in the year, not to mention returning aphid armies determined to avenge their fallen comrades. Apparently though, mine has not been the most efficient approach; voracious as ladybirds are, their larvae leave them far behind in terms of appetite, plus they cannot fly away yet. Next time maybe I'll get some larvae. But ladybirds are so much prettier!

I may consider a ladybird house to help them over winter.

Phoned mum last night. She said she could not text/reply to messages over the past three days because she has been very tired, but I could hear the sore throat in her voice and asked her about it. She will not take a covid test, will not get vaccinated, and has no idea how she can possibly have a cold because she follows all the advice she finds on Youtube about how to avoid such things, and she never shares space with people if she can help it. Nonetheless, I hope I have convinced her into monitoring the situation carefully, not just telling herself she is better. This is the first time I have ever used the phrase 'you are of an age' to her. She was able to hear that without any emotional difficulty because she used to nurse people 'of an age,' and however she may discredit covid, remembers well the power of pneumonia. She asks me if I remember her ever having a cold when we were at home and the truth is I don't. She says her throat feels hot, and it feels like there is something in it when she swallows or speaks.

The easiest way I can monitor this is to speak to her every day. This is difficult for two reasons; eventually she cannot hear me, on account of the 'hooligan' who does strange things to her phone. Also, she insists on having no electricity in her home so relies on batteries, which magically run out of power very quickly. Getting these recharged entails her going to the shop. I am very worried about her facing difficulty and not being able to phone for help. It uses up less power if we text but then I can't gauge her voice. In any case - I have only realised this just now - my mother will never enter a hospital willingly.

Maybe it's just a cold. I must speak to my brother about all this.

[Edited to add a reminder of the glorious sunset last night. No photos, cos cameras almost never catch the feeling.]

Cuddle Party

May. 28th, 2025 12:43 am
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Everyone needs contact comfort sometimes. Not everyone has ample opportunities for this in facetime. So here is a chance for a cuddle party in cyberspace. Virtual cuddling can help people feel better.

We have a cuddle room that comes with fort cushions, fort frames, sheets for draping, and a weighted blanket. A nest full of colorful egg pillows sits in one corner. There is a basket of grooming brushes, hairbrushes, and styling combs. A bin holds textured pillows. There is a big basket of craft supplies along with art markers, coloring pages, and blank paper. The kitchen has a popcorn machine. Labels are available to mark dietary needs, recipe ingredients, and level of spiciness. Here is the bathroom, open to everyone. There is a lawn tent and an outdoor hot tub. Bathers should post a sign for nude or clothed activity. Come snuggle up!

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