Feb. 15th, 2019 05:36 pm
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[personal profile] melannen reminded me -- OMG, remember when people made NASA rover (and other) accounts on LJ?

Opportunity M. Rover - [livejournal.com profile] opportunitygrrl

Stardust - [livejournal.com profile] stardustboy

Spirit - [livejournal.com profile] spiritrover

Gravity Probe B - [livejournal.com profile] gravity_probe_b

Hubble Telescope - [livejournal.com profile] hubbletelescope

Geostationary Weather Satellites - [livejournal.com profile] goes_sat

Mars 3 - [livejournal.com profile] mars3 (This one went all out: 'I am Mars 3, superior space exploration technology of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. With Comrade PROP-M, I explore Mars for the greater glory of the Soviet People and to undermine the thinly veiled attempts at interplanetary oppression by the capitalist United States and their "Viking" missions. For Comrade Secretary Brezhnev, for Comrade Lenin, I advance, inspired by the Beautiful Socialist Cause!')

Far Ultraviolet Spectroscopic Explorer - [livejournal.com profile] fuse_sat

Mars Beagle - [livejournal.com profile] mars_beagle

Solar and Heliospheric Observatory - [livejournal.com profile] soho_sat

Voyager - [livejournal.com profile] voyager_at_90au

That's all the ones I could find. I wonder who made them.

And there are official(?) Twitter accounts:

Curiosity - [twitter.com profile] MarsCuriosity

Spirit and Oppy - [twitter.com profile] MarsRovers

(I thought there were more?) Also, some beautiful art from Twitter.

what I'm reading

Feb. 15th, 2019 09:36 am
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We are all hostages of time. We each have the same number of minutes and hours to live within a day, yet to me it didn't feel equally doled out. My illness brought me such an abundance of time that time was nearly all I had. My friends had so little time that I often wished I could give them what time I could not use. It was perplexing how in losing health I had gained something so coveted but to so little purpose.

....my friends were golden threads randomly appearing in the monotonous fabric of my days. Each visit was a window that opened momentarily into the life I had one known, always falling shut before I could make my way back through. The visits were like dream from which I awoke once more alone.

- The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating, Elisabeth Tova Bailey (2010)

(A beautifully written, charming, short book which is in no way slight, despite its size and subject matter. She really knows what it is like to live in the country of the sick, the "land of counterpane" as RLB Stevenson called it: "Given the ease with which health infuses life with meaning and purpose, it is shocking how swiftly illness steals away those certainties. It was all I could do to get through each moment, and each moment felt like an endless hour, yet days slipped silently past. Time unused and only endured still vanishes, as if time itself is starving, and each day is swallowed whole, leaving no crumbs, no memory, no trace at all.")

Review and excerpts

Related essay: "A Green World Deep in Winter: The Bedside Terrarium"

ETA Another quote:

There is a certain depth of illness that is piercing in its isolation; the only rule of existence is uncertainty, and the only movement is the passage of time. One cannot bear to live through another loss of function, and sometimes friends and family cannot bear to watch. An unspoken, unbridgeable divide may widen. Even if you are still who you were, you cannot actually fully be who you are. Sometimes the people you know well withdraw, and then even the person you know as yourself begins to change.

the friday five - grocery shopping

Feb. 15th, 2019 04:28 pm
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From https://thefridayfive.dreamwidth.org/86278.html

It's a seemingly never ending task - grocery shopping.

1. Do you make up a dinner plan for the coming week?

A week is too far in advance for me to know what will be food. I tend to make a rough plan for the coming 3-4 days.

2. Do you make up a shopping list and stick to it when shopping?

I usually make a list and buy everything on it plus a few things that seem good in the store. Sometimes when it feels like nothing is food I decide not to try to make a list and to go and just see what feels like food when I am there.

3. What is one thing that you always buy, but never put down on a list?

If I'm making a list I usually put everything on it, even things I always buy. The one thing I always buy is probably milk -- I get through a lot of whole milk.

4. Is there anything that you always think you are out of and come home with it to discover you already have a year’s supply on hand?


5. Do you get your groceries delivered?

No, I live in a super rural spot 5 miles from the closest small town, so I do a run to town every 3-4 days usually.
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Hendrix's shredding of the national anthem is justly famous as a blazing, angry, joyous, celebration/destruction of the very idea of "the land of the free and the home of the brave," but I love his version of Bob Dylan's song too (it basically became Jimi's song, the way van Morrison took possession of "It's All Over Now Baby Blue"). There's the bold energy of that staccato percussive-driven opening, the guitar riff, and That Voice declaiming There must be some kinda way outa here....There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief -- If you rolled 1968 up in a ball and threw it as far and fast as you could, the trajectory would sound like this song. Hendrix famously did take after take of it, drove the musicians to such distraction he also wound up playing the bass part, and was "increasingly dissatisfied as the song progressed, overdubbing more and more guitar parts, moving the master tape from a four-track to a twelve-track to a sixteen-track machine". Maybe he knew even then it was his masterpiece, in a catalogue of them.

Jimi still makes the guitar wail like a possessed angel, but it's his tense-to-explosive delivery that gives the final lines a jacked-up awareness of growing menace and attendant violence that made the song like an anthem of the sixties even to this day, for its knowledge that the watchman was in vain:

Outside in the cold distance
a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching --
and the wind -- began to

V-Day in our house

Feb. 14th, 2019 01:00 pm
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OUR HEROINE: You're getting me that super fancy chocolate from the place down by Westlake, right?

SPOUSAL OVERUNIT: Yes, I thought I would surprise y --

OH: No, here's this list of which ones I want.

SO: Oh, thank you.* -- Do you want a card?

OH: Nah, I'm good with the chocolate. You could get Teentsy some catnip maybe.

Although he always brings a dozen dark red roses home before I wake up (not hard LOL), because he is a die hard Romantic.

*yes he really is always that polite, how he wound up with me I Do Not Know
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[personal profile] lj_writes posted: Signal Boost bookmarklet with user name tags for more sites
I made a fork/update to [personal profile] melannen's fork of [personal profile] astolat's signal boost bookmarklet, which adds user name tags for more of the sites recognized by the DW user tag. I also made small changes to the text generated by the bookmarklet.

Wow, that is pretty!

just emailed the mayor, about Amazon

Feb. 14th, 2019 02:34 pm
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Amazon has just announced they won't be moving to Queens, onto land that had been (and I hope will be) designated for much-needed housing, because of local opposition. I just sent an email to the mayor of Somerville, saying that we don't want them here either. (Somerville had expressed interest, before Amazon picked New York and Virginia.)

I figure it can't hurt for them to hear from us now, before they start making public statements on the subject. ("They" also includes your local government, if you live somewhere else that tried to make this mistake.)

Here's the letter I sent for use by anyone who isn't sure what to say )

going to Wiscon?

Feb. 14th, 2019 12:05 pm
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My partner spent the government shutdown looking for a new job, and, although 1. everyone else who writes programs for government agencies was too and 2. he's 57, he found one! So we don't have to worry about the next one. But he worked for a government contractor, not the government directly, so there's no question of back pay. Those 35 days were ten percent of our annual income, evaporated.

So, I don't know whether I'll be able to go to Wiscon this year. Help me decide whether it's worth it:

Poll #21383 going to Wiscon?
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 14

Are you going to Wiscon this year?

4 (28.6%)

8 (57.1%)

2 (14.3%)

Do you want to spend time with me?

8 (80.0%)

0 (0.0%)

2 (20.0%)

Three Things

Feb. 14th, 2019 08:49 am
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1. Last night, I jogged very slightly faster for my half-hour on the treadmill.

2. I ate peanut butter rice crispy treats for lunch. I mean, I will probably eat something better later, like my leftover veggies in garlic sauce, but I only had time for the treats so far.

3. I earned $10 cash today, doing questionnaires. The best part was picking which of four words was spelled incorrectly, very fast, which I crushed.

Valentine treat

Feb. 14th, 2019 08:53 am
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 [From the AMacD Commonplace Books]

Perchance I may yet come about to be a dancing fellow. Sure, I was in some despair of the matter after the departure of the dancing-master, that I could see endeavoured to look encouraging while sighing inwardly that he had such poor stuff to work upon, and exhorted me to practise betwixt lessons. Finding myself with a little leisure from my duties, and the rain precluding any exercize in the nature of a walk, I therefore addressed myself to the task, in which I was discovered by G, coming to find where I was.

My dear, he said, and I observed that he was in some difficulty in concealing mirth, I am indeed gratified that you take so to heart the necessity to study upon these social frivolities, now that you concede to mingle more in Society. But I fancy that there is somewhat missing.

I snorted and said, innate physical grace in movement, I confide, I am an awkward gawky fellow.

O, said he, I do not think so, but do you suppose that to be so, why, you will be awkward. No, what I came at was that what was missing was a partner – I fancy that did you have one to dance with, you find the whole thing a deal easier to come at.

At this I frowned and said, I supposed I might ask Clorinda, but that I was in some concern that she would teaze

Dear Sandy, said G, I should be entire delighted to take the lady’s part in such an endeavour, I think it would answer exceedingly. He went to ensure that the door was secured, and came over to me. Here, let me come demonstrate. For 'tis easier to see how arms should go do they not clasp a phantasm, and how feet should move are they to avoid a partner’s.

And he came up and made a dip as if to curtsey, and I made a leg as I had been instructed, and he commenced to hum a suitable melody, and took my hands, and conducted me through the various figures that had been presenting me with such difficulty, and indeed I found this answered very well and I began to think that mayhap I should not disgrace myself was I obliged to lead some lady out to dance.

Now, said G, there are still those will entire refuse to countenance it, but nevertheless, 'tis becoming common enough that I think you should be able to undertake it should the occasion arise: let us essay to waltz.

He clasped me in his arms and began to hum. O, indeed I can see why there are those that make moral objections to this dance, for, though I found myself waltzing most satisfactory – once one has caught the trick of it, 'tis an easy enough thing – there came a moment when we danced no more.

'Twas a little reckless, perchance. Yet – I fancy I might require a few more dancing-lessons, to entire polish my capacities in the matter.

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Feb. 13th, 2019 10:46 pm
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• What are you reading?

The Tea Master and the Detective, by Aliette de Bodard.

• What did you recently finish reading?

So Lucky, by Nicola Griffith. I agree with [personal profile] omnia_mutantur that the pacing is weird, with an action plot suddenly erupting in the home stretch of a very short book.

• What do you think you’ll read next?

I have Forget the Sleepless Shores, by Sonya Taaffe. I'm very slow at reading short stories though.

• What are you watching?

First Wives Club: This is not a good time to watch a feel-good movie about crazy rich New Yorkers, with cameos from Ed Koch and Ivana Trump, and a side of "oops, I didn't realize I was fucking a sixteen-year-old."

Searching: Meh.

The Escape Artist, a BBC miniseries starring David Tennant and Sophie Okonedo. Terrible. This might be a useful resource if you are studying Women in Refrigerators.

social: visit from Elizabeth

Feb. 13th, 2019 09:04 pm
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Elizabeth is someone [personal profile] cattitude and I know from Yale Story Reading and then hadn't seen for many years while we were living in New York and she was in Boston. Cattitude went to dim sum with herh and a whole bunch of other people on Christmas Day. I didn't get to talk to her at length, but I mentioned the planned eye surgery and she offered to give me a lift to the surgery.

At the beginning of February I sent her a message with the subject line "touching base," to ask if that still looked doable, and saying that also, I'd like to just hang out soon. So, she came over here yesterday afternoon to spend a few hours with me, Cattitude, and the cats. A good time was had by all; the conversation included a bunch of catching up, and chatting about our cats. Elizabeth praised Molly's fluffy tail and general long-haired-cat good looks, as well as scritching both cats.
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NASA has pulled the plug on the Mars rover Opportunity, several months after it was last heard from. That rover did a lot of science (as did its sister rover Spirit, which "only" managed six years of their original 90-sol mission. Landing on Mars is difficult, but JPL builds good hardware: the Voyager space probes are still functional and doing science after more than forty years.

Wednesday Reading

Feb. 13th, 2019 08:16 am
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Endurance: A Year in Space, A Lifetime of Discovery by Scott Kelly is a memoir by the astronaut, which frames the year he spent on the International Space Station with the life journey that led him there, from distracted, terrible student to test pilot for fighter jets to space shuttle pilot to astronaut (you get that title after you first fly in space). I got this book at a talk Kelly gave at the University, shortly after the book had come out, but didn't start reading it until this month. I found it gripping, especially all the little details about being in space, and living in such close quarters with only a few people, for a long time. It was also interesting to read his perspective on various events throughout his time with NASA, including the explosion of the space shuttle Columbia; the people who died were his colleagues and friends. Things I learned: a space walk takes a really long time to prepare for and to finish up, and is utterly exhausting; it's harder to defecate in space because gravity isn't helping you; there is so much stuff on the ISS in so little space, and it's so easy for things to float away, that it is easy to lose things like tools for literally years. Highly recommended if you want to learn more about the experience of being an astronaut. I am really looking forward to learning more about the "Twins Study" as it progresses; he and his twin, Mark, are both astronauts, and they gave permission for their DNA to be studied and compared, to see what changes happen from Scott's long mission in space.

The City and The City by China Miéville is actually a mystery, though set in a bizarre speculative world. Two cities occupy the same space, and the inhabitants learn to "unsee" and "unhear" their counterparts. There is bureaucracy surrounding interactions between the two cities, which we see when the protagonist, a detective investigating a murder, needs information from both sides. As usual with Miéville, the world is densely built, especially politically; it's subtly and meticulously laid out for the reader bit by bit until all the weirdness seems almost normal. I'm still thinking about the themes, some of which I'm pretty sure I haven't yet identified.

reading wednesday

Feb. 12th, 2019 09:04 pm
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Robert Jackson Bennett, City of Blades: there has been comfort in reading a novel focalized by a cynical, middle-aged woman with PTSD which is rooted in tasks and responsibilities she must yet handle because none else has had her experiences, well and ill.

The one hitch is that sometimes she sounds like Buffy.

Current reading: Matilda because Reason is making me (not kidding), plus I've inched forward upon Novik's Spinning Silver, begun some months ago.

Things That Drive Me Buggy, A Poem

Feb. 12th, 2019 08:32 am
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Open Office

People eating out of crackly wrappers

People eating out of crackly waxed paper

People eating out of aluminum foil

One bite at a time

Rustle each bite

Can't find next bite, rustle more


Why this pain

This everlasting pain

Die Open Office Die

Die Person Who Thought Open Office Was Collaborative (For Other People)

Die Person Who Designed Open Office Space But Not For Himself


the end.

February snowposting

Feb. 11th, 2019 06:27 pm
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The FOURTH winter storm system ("Winter Storm Nadia") has arrived! It has been snowing since about noon? I think. "Right now, most models agree that snow will be transitioning to rain sometime between 4-6 p.m. for most of the lower elevations." HAHAH FUCK NO. What is on track for Thursday? MORE FUCKING SNOW. We're seriously going to fucking freeze. Temperatures are stuck in the thirties, it's about 10F cooler than average.

Starting to hear a lot of sirens as people attempt the commute. //grim

Enjoy the UW quad cam:

At around four PM we got two inches in one hour. "It'll turn to rain any minute now! Annny minute!" HORRIBLE LIES.

ETA Sea-Tac has storm total of 6", it's 35F, trees and branches are falling onto power lines, at least one utility pole was all Ich kann nicht anders and keeled over, and it rained for five fucking minutes and then quit

farewell my friends it's good to go
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Show, you are ON NOTICE.

A few details )

....LOL, every single tagged post here is complaining. I love the show! I do! I think I expressed that more in the comments to [personal profile] sabotabby's wonderful recaps, though.
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Fridays are check-ins to share what you've been working on and anything interesting you've read or seen lately.

Sundays are virtual write-ins, a time to sit down and write with other writers. (Feel free to start one other days, any time you're writing)

Any sort of writing is welcome!

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"The Onlooker," Amy Lowell (1925)

Suppose I plant you
Like wide-eyed Helen
On the battlements
Of weary Troy,
Clutching the parapet with desperate hands.
She, too, gazes at a battlefield
Where bright vermillion plumes and metal whiteness
Shock and sparkle and go down with groans.
Her glances strike the rocking battle.
Recoiling from it
Like baffled spear-heads fallen from a brazen shield.
The ancients at her elbow counsel patience
and contingencies;
Such to a woman stretched upon a bed of battle.
Who bargained for this only in the whispering arras
Enclosed about a midnight of enchantment.

Impressive anthropomorphism

Feb. 11th, 2019 06:17 pm
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The KOMO story about the latest Seattle-area snowstorm says that

A warm front, probably not fully aware of the irony of its name, is lifting north through the region bringing moderate-to-heavy snows to just about all of Western Washington.

I didn't move from Seattle to New England to get away from winter snowstorms. Really. (This reminds me of the winter, several years ago, when I had the good luck to avoid/escape three major snowstorms by going from New York to Boston.) It's been colder here than in the Puget Sound lowlands, but not very snowy this year.

Irritable Irritable

Feb. 11th, 2019 08:31 am
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It's a good thing I had a couple of concert tickets for this weekend, because I hated everything and needed a good reason to get out of bed.

I hurt my shoulder somehow while sleeping (?) Thursday night, and it hurt badly enough all day that I skipped the gym on Friday night, which did not help me with my irritability. It was one of those weird things where only certain movements hurt in hot twinges, and I couldn't figure out what I had done or how--I hadn't lifted any weights since Monday. Naproxen helped, and it had eased up by Saturday night, thank goodness. I suspect dayjob has contributed some to the tightness, as my left arm is my mousing arm.

Back to the gym tonight. will probably skip dumbbells to make sure I don't hurt my shoulder before it's ready to be used that way again. I shall jog! At my glacial three miles an hour!

It turns out I like the composer Claude Vivier; my favorite piece of those I heard Saturday night was, of all things, a piano solo, "Shiraz." I liked itbecause at times the piano literally rocked back and forth because David Hughes was playing it so hard. (I do not usually seek out solo piano, though I will listen and enjoy it sometimes.) The program notes said parts of "Shiraz" are nearly impossible to play at speed, and the pianist is just supposed to do their best. I also enjoyed the weird percussion effects in a couple of the other pieces, which included dragging the tip of a drumstick around on a gong: eerie as hell.

Sunday, I attended a stylish production of Britten's "A Midsummer Night's Dream" opera, which I found very soothing to the eyes and ears; the countertenor who played Oberon was very fine. Not so much, the ultra-squirmy, whispery teenaged siblings sitting directly in front of me, who at one point were actually eating candy from a crackly bag (which is not allowed at the venue). Yes, I am a cranky middle-aged lady, who expects to watch the opera undisturbed and actually listen to the music.

I got my laundry done (awkwardly, with the sore shoulder), and did a fair amount of reading as well.
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[personal profile] ironed_orchid posted: Stop whatever you're doing!

And watch this video of Janelle Monae's Grammy performance!

(My own Really Deep Thoughts on the Grammys: I was rooting for "All the Stars" by Kendrick Lamar & SZA, because I am an utter Black Panther fangirl, but I'm really glad "This Is America" won Best Rap/Sung Performance, Song, and Record of the Year if "Stars" didn't. I am TICKED OFF that neither Dirty Computer or Black Panther: The Album won for Album Of The Year. And yeah I was going for "PYNK" over "This is America" for Best Music Video. The Beck win was utterly predictable, the Chris Cornell one ((two years after his death?)) was kinda depressing. ...Brandi Carlisle won over Mavis Staples for songwriting? Well hunh. -- Did you know there is a Grammy Category for Best Album Notes? There is a Grammy Category for everything.

(Kendrick Lamar lost big, man. He had eight nominations and got one award, and that was a tie. He lost Album of the Year for the fourth time, after Good Kid (2014), To Pimp a Butterfly (2016) and DAMN. (2017). He lost out to....Kacey Musgraves. Well, DAMN. won a Pulitzer, so maybe the BP soundtrack will win an Oscar! That's not bad consolation. As Natalie Finn wrote, "the Recording Academy has historically liked to tease with a culturally significant group of nominees and then snatch ridicule from the jaws of praise." To quote Jay-Z, "Tell the Grammy’s fuck that 0 for 8 shit."

(They had Diana Ross ON STAGE but not doing the Motown tribute. Okay! Well no, not okay, THE EXACT FUCKING OPPOSITE OF OKAY, WHO THE FUCK HAD THAT IDEA. In not-unrelated news, Jesus Christ Superstar Live in Concert, with its fantastic and history-making almost all-black cast, won a surprise nom in a field dominated by Tony winners, alongside "Carousel" and "My Fair Lady"....and lost anyway. See Natalie Finn's words above.

Greta Van Who?)

Big Bill Broonzy - two songs

Feb. 11th, 2019 07:13 am
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When Did You Leave Heaven (from the film Low Light, Blue Smoke, 1956)

(Every blues fan knows "Key to the Highway," but "Martha Blues" has MEMPHIS SLIM ON PIANO, come on) (this acoustic live version is also pretty amazing)

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If you know blues, you know Big Bill Broonzy (here he is doing one of my favourite versions of "Midnight Special": 1, 2). I can't even begin to summarize his life and all his accomplishments, but Wiki does an (uncharacteristically) good job. He moved easily from "county blues" to the electrified city sound, from segregated dancefloors to stages with folk singers, but his sound remained completely his own, distinctive and instantly recognizable. Like so many other black US musicians who didn't find mainstream success and money until late, he died too soon, of throat cancer. At his funeral, his last rendition of "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot" was played from his last recording session. He didn't live to see the end of segregation and Jim Crow, but his voice still goes on: he was "a scintillating and smooth vocalist, one capable of generating great emotion without losing his polish. His guitar work is subtly brilliant as well, a silky blend of single-note runs, forceful bends, tricky double stops, and articulate chords. It all comes together in effortless, unassuming fashion," Marc Greilsamer wrote.

When I was a broke teenager growing up in New Mexico, I fell right in between the transition from tapes to CDs, which at the beginning were fantastically expensive, and my boho parents weren't fond of them either ("so slick, so glassy"). At the time, I lived pretty close to the then-tiny DeVargas Mall which had a Hastings (gone in 2016) outlet which sold mostly videos, CDs, and tapes. They were clearing out their inventory of cassettes, which often meant you could get two for ten bucks or three for twelve, and they had a GIANT selection of Chess recordings, including the Real Folk Blues series and a lot of Greatest Hits type compilations. And I was far away from any radio station that would play the blues, so I listened to these tapes over and over and over (skipping was a royal pain, and would also damage your tape). I tell you all this not to explain about Big Bill Broonzy, but to explain about my reaction when, during the inauguration of Barack Obama as 44th President of the United States, civil rights icon Reverend Joseph Lowery (whom Obama had personally called to ask him to speak) said:

"Lord, in the memory of all the saints who from their labors rest, and in the joy of a new beginning, we ask you to help us work for that day when black will not be asked to get back; when brown can stick around. when yellow will be mellow; when the red man can get ahead, man; and when white will embrace what is right. Let all those who do justice and love mercy say, amen."

You can hear appreciative laughter, applause, and giant call-and-response "AMEN"'s at that point. The whole speech is amazing, but that part especially is warm, funny, and yet pointed, a tribute to all that had been achieved in the struggle for equality so far and a reminder that there was still so far to go. And even if you had been studiously ignoring FOX news and the rest of the rabid right-wing pack of commentators until then, it was immediately obvious conservative white America had begun to LOSE ITS MIND, or really begin losing what was left of its mind at the sight of a black man assuming power, as there was a whole flood of "oh no sir I believe it is YOU who are the racist in bringing this up at the inauguration of our first black President" reactions even on bland networks like CNN.

Which is how I came to be screaming at my television set, "IT'S A BLUES SONG, YOU FUCKING KNUCKLEHEADS! HE'S QUOTING BIG BILL BROONZY!"

One of Broonzy's best known songs, the protest song, "Black, Brown, and White", addressed the experiences of black war vets and the painful issue of preferential treatment by gradations of skin color:

This little song that I'm singing about,
People you know it's true.
If you're black and gotta work for a living
This is what they will say to you.

They say if you's white, should be all right,
If you's brown, stick around,
But if you's black, oh brothers,
Get back, get back, get back.

....Broonzy's own performance for Mercury, recorded as "Get Back," was not released until after his death in 1958. As late as 2009, some found the song's message unacceptable. When venerable 87-year-old Civil Rights leader Reverend Joseph Lowery quoted it during President Obama's inauguration, rightwing commentators denounced him as "racialist" and "divisive," provoking much "is-he-or-isn't he?" handwringing in the media.


This little song that I'm singing about,
People you know it's true
If you're black and gotta work for a living
This is what they will say to you

They says if you's white, should be all right,
If you's brown, stick around,
But as you black, oh brothers,
get back, get back, get back.

I was in a place one night,
They was all having fun
They was all buyin' beer and wine
But they would not sell me none


I went to an employment office
Got a number, I got in line
They called everybody's number
But they never did call mine


Me and a man was workin' side by side.
This is what it meant
They was paying him a dollar an hour,
They was paying me fifty cent


I helped build this country
And I fought for it too.
Now I guess that you can see
What a black man have to do


I helped win sweet victory
With my little plow and hoe
Now I want you to tell me brother
What you gonna do about the old Jim Crow?


In a weird way that closing moment and the white reaction to it almost presciently summed up what was to come: the joyful celebration of progress achieved and the promise to do more, and the immediate backlash of hateful ignorance and prejudice against it. Big Bill's voice was there in Reverend Lowery's words, but what he was singing about remained in our culture and politics, as well.

Hey it's snowing AGAIN!

Feb. 10th, 2019 03:54 pm
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In celebration of that, have some of the art people drew in the snow-covered cars in front of my apartment building, in My Big Gay Neighbourhood:


....oh jesuschrist we got the zero-to-WHOOM! again. And this is supposed to be the LIGHT snow before the Tuesday heavy one.
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[personal profile] thisbluespirit posted: Stuff I love: Random Generators

I love random generators! They are my favourite internet creative toy and responsible for many a fic from me, one way or another.

Including the classic They Fight Crime! and a lot of other new-to-me ones.
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MORE SNOW (Monday light snow maybe. Tuesday, more snow like Saturday's 4-6")

Some people are finding shelter. More will need it soon:

Someone made a SnowCrow (crowman?)

People are playing on the Viaduct

More giant snow dicks:

"Someone made a snow vagina nearby too"

The hummingbirds aren't happy!

inspired by an episode of Dark

Feb. 10th, 2019 02:38 am
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What if people walked around in real life with their theme music playing, the way it works in TV, movies, and (especially) operas?

Mountain lion killed by runner

Feb. 9th, 2019 07:52 pm
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The mountain lion was a juvenile. The runner got mauled, but managed to suffocate the lion with his bare hands.

[personal profile] oursin, if you're wondering, this is indeed the park where you and I hiked to the waterfall.


via the delightful [personal profile] kimaracretak

Feb. 9th, 2019 05:35 pm
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Fanfic Trope Meme

Feb. 9th, 2019 12:23 pm
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Mine split evenly into Things I Do Like (all ranked 1s) and Things I Bounce Off Like a Superball (all ranked 13s). Heh. My top ones are:

Fairy Tale/Mythology AU
'Everyone is Evil'/Mirrorverse AU
Enemies to Friends to Lovers
Found Families
Friends to Lovers
Loyalty Kink
'Groundhog Day'/Karmic Time Loop
Reincarnation/'25 Lives' AU
Snowed-In Cabin/Isolated Together For Extended Period of Time
Fake Dating/Fake Marriage Accidentally Turns Into Feelings
Accidentally Fell In Love With The Mission Target


dammit, chaos

Feb. 9th, 2019 12:09 pm
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He thought he saw an Elephant, that practised on a fife:

For a split second I saw a twelve-pound blue-eyed white cat crouched by the kitchen doorway.

He looked again, and found it was a letter from his wife.

Just the bag of kitchen trash that I've not taken out yet.

"At length I realise," he said, "the bitterness of Life!"

Sometimes it takes awhile, I guess.

... get up seven

Feb. 9th, 2019 11:33 am
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I may be starting to recover.

In late October I went into "head down Do The Thing" mode, which is my standard response to stress. I knew I was doing it at the time and decided it was worth it to keep functioning, because there was an end date in sight. That end date has been further away than anticipated by several weeks at least. But I know it's there now.

I've got a little over a third of my books onto the bookshelves, and I already feel substantially better than I did this morning. Living among boxes is a huge source of stress for me, it turns out. I do a lot better when ... hm. I think it's "when my environment is uncluttered." When things have a place and are mostly in it. And, among other stressors, I've not really had that since I packed up half my stuff in October to show the condo.

I'm starting to feel like me again, is I guess what I'm saying.

Additional source of stress relief: the money from the condo sale has gone through. That is, I can see the deposit transaction in my account record, but I can't actually access the money yet. I don't require it for another week and a half, though, so that's most likely alright.

This is not precisely "no longer worried about money" but it does put me back in the situation I was in, mm, a little over a year ago, when I was thinking about moving back into the condo. I have enough of a cushion that I can wait and see how my current financial situation actually shakes out and where I need to do some belt-tightening. This is way better for my mental state than "i am very nearly at the end of my liquid savings." Very curious to see how my expenses shake out during my monthly Vancouver weeks, and what if anything I'll need to change around that.


Feb. 9th, 2019 08:22 am
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Yeah, after going to bed EARLY it snowed on and off all night -- altho I don't think it got quite up to those giant flakes again -- and now we have "six inches easy," the sidewalks are unshoveled, the roads are unsalted and uncleared, and it's still snowing. It's suppose to go down to THIRTEEN degrees tonight (yes this is a big deal here) and all that water's going to freeze overnight, "making way for incredibly slick roads late Saturday and into Sunday morning as overnight lows plunge into the teens." (KOMO)

"More than a half foot of snow fell on Capitol Hill overnight in a two stage snowstorm that at first seemed to be falling short of expectations. But with snow steadily dumping, CHS found the Hill in full snow motion by 11 PM Friday" -- GROAN. Some fun pictures/video there.

This is my neighbourhood: "4ft snow dick in Cal Andersen" (N S F W)

Also my neighbourhood: Giant peace sign tracked into the snow, aww

[twitter.com profile] AGarlandPhoto does really beautiful and informative photos in general.

KOMO Queen Anne webcam:

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(I'm from Michigan. Although I haven't seen snow in about 25 years, so I'd probably be bartering monogrammed yoga mats for a slice of cauliflower pizza, just like the Seattleites depicted in this here Twitter thread.)


"I've never witnessed anything quite like Seattle grocery stores when locals are preparing to brave 4-5 inches of snow."
"Oh no. They've started looting. People running out of stores with armfuls of Yerba Mate tea."
"Wild packs of Goldendoodles are roaming the streets."
"I've been afraid to admit I'm originally from Minnesota. I'm too timid to lead the survivors."
"Why, just now I witnessed a young man letting several others huddle inside his beard for warmth."

Snowmageddon it

Feb. 8th, 2019 07:36 pm
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If you get that reference you are Old, like me. ANYWAY, after ALL THAT buildup, we got something like 2" so far -- although it's expected to snow more this evening, and Saturday will be bitterly cold. The city is having vans go around and offer rides to warming shelters and people are ENCOURAGED to call 911 if they see someone sleeping rough who looks like they're in trouble. Lots of stalls and delays and car pileups, thankfully nothing major from what I know. The buses have gone to "stage 5 ESN" which means "60 high-ridership, low-grade routes Saturday until further notice": https://twitter.com/MikeLindblom/status/1094039445198692353 EVERYONE was slipping and sliding on the roads. Fortunately I think most everybody has made it home (and hopefully they will STAY home once they get there). It's probably going to keep on snowing on and off all night, too, even if it's not blizzarding. So now we're going to get a lot of "LOL Seattle," but it can still be pretty dangerous out there, even if it doesn't look like Minnesota.

Another Seattle snowman

If you want Rice Dream, you are in luck!

February /shit/snowposting

Feb. 8th, 2019 11:56 am
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SNOWPOCALYPSE WATCH: No flakes yet. The sky is that completely uniform iron grey colour I associate with heavy snow, tho. The sun looks like a flashlight. Very cold. 34F out there now and supposed to get down to 27F or 24F tonight. Wunderground says it will start in an hour. I hear a VERY MOURNFUL seagull honking out there. I think you procrastinated flying South a little too long, dude.

ETA Well the sun is GONE now, that's a little freaky.

ETA 12:30 PM Glanced out the kitchen window, -- aww tiny flakes! Glanced back a moment later, tiny flakes PELTING the sky. Now bigger flakes are mixing in. Now it's snowing sidewise. That happened in the space of about two minutes. Yeeek.


Everyone's posting their shakycam gifs (WHAT'S WRONG WITH PHOTOS, PEOPLE) on Twitter already. It happened so fast, it went from zero to WHOAH. It reminded me of Vonnegut -- "the sound of the great door of heaven being closed softly. It was a grand AH-WHOOM." Hear a bunch of sirens going already.

ETA 1:00 PM Snow is no longer those scary GIANT FLAKES, but coming down unrelentingly and still at an angle. In fact it looks exactly what a heavy slanting rain looks like, except with smaller snowflakes not lines of rain.

ETA 2:30 PM And now we're back to SCARY fucking giant flakes! Falling at a forty-five degree angle! Metro buses are already stalling out on busy roads. God help the people who can't leave early and have to commute home in the worst of this shit.

I am not super into vampires.

Feb. 8th, 2019 08:18 am
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What if vampires could only survive by drinking each others' blood? Then they'd be more like symbiotes of the same species rather than predators on baseline humans.

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Feb. 8th, 2019 07:46 am
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JesusfuckingChrist, the forecast this weekend is for MORE SNOW, "anywhere from 2-8 inches on Friday afternoon!" the local weather forecaster helpfully chirped. GEE THANKS. WTF EVEN IS THIS. (If you were wondering, the City of Seattle has 39 snowplows. And they salt the roads not the sidewalks.) Plus the bus routes are already severely limited, and Metro has been scrambling to put chains on buses to deal with snow, then take the chains off before they severely damage the buses. Hoo boy.

(Please, no "well of course, it never snows there!" comments. Heard them all. Disagree with them all for reasons I don't feel like explaining Yet Again.)

The county only plows about 15 percent of the 1,500 miles of county-owned roads, down from 30 percent years ago.

“Nearly three decades of annexations, declines in gas tax revenues, and the effects of voter initiatives have led to the chronic underfunding of the local bridge and road system,” the county writes on its website.

In Seattle, the city has three levels of street-plowing priority, based on how trafficked streets are and their proximity to hospitals and fire stations.

The first thing to remember is that unless you live on a major thoroughfare, your street is not going to be plowed. That means, essentially, that if a bus route does not run on your street, it’s not getting plowed.

“There’s no city in the Northwest that clears residential roads,” Maxie said, although they make exceptions for streets with things like schools and dialysis facilities.

- Seattle Times

Oh wait, it got better:

The Seattle area could get 5 to 8 inches of snow starting Friday afternoon, according to the National Weather Service’s forecast. And the wind is expected to roar back in, too.

In addition, there’s a possibility we could get as many as two more snowfalls before the end of next week, according to the weather service.

A weather system, similar to the one that dumped snow on the region earlier this week, is expected to hit on Friday, potentially bringing more days of canceled classes, snow on the ground and road issues next week.

“That’s our current best guess right now,” said Gary Schneider, a meteorologist with the National Weather Service, about the prediction for a half-foot or so of snow.

Schneider said the snow will potentially begin falling on Friday, becoming increasingly heavy as the day passes, with the heaviest downfall occurring overnight into Saturday.

It could be a fun day, he said, “if you don’t have to work or drive in it.”

- Ditto
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How very gratifying it is to have the opportunity to engage in discourse with such a fine classical scholar as Lady Jane. Not only does one apprehend that she was exceeding well instructed by her late uncle, that is very well-spoke-of, indeed, had some correspondence with the late Marquess; but has also kept up with her studies. Subject of course to those constraints that afflict any that are outside those charmed circles of the antient temples of learning: yet she reads extensively, acquires a deal of books and periodicals, and I fancy is most eager for one with whom she might converse on these questions. Such a fine liberal understanding – for I find McNair still somewhat like to be affected in his judgements by the teaching of the Kirk and notions of sin that ill befit a professed freethinker.

And, knowing her nature, I need not fear that there will another matter such as there was over German lessons.

Alas that I was deluded – quite the kindest offer, was I not situated as I am – what shall I do? – 'tis entirely a problem to lay in Clorinda’s clever hands, and I entire deserve any teazing she may bestow upon me. I will lay the matter before her, and submit to her judgement.

Indeed I feel a contrition that is overpowering towards dearest G, that does not chide, or even mock, even though I have behaved so very foolish and ill and ungrateful.  Sure I endeavour to demonstrate

He has by far the finer nature! As I stooped to make demonstration once more, he put his hands about my head and lifted it so that I might look him in the face. Dear Sandy, he said, you need not go about quite so desperately humble in making amends: I know there are interests of yours I cannot enter into, for I have no claim to any great learning. Moreover, do I not spend a deal of time in pursuits in which you cannot join, with the empty-headed wastrel set? I would not grudge you the pleasure of converse with the terrifying virago, do you find it there. Provided you do not go so far as to arouse a ferocious jealousy in Miss Addington’s bosom, so that she fancies you the Fair Rosamund to her Queen Eleanor –

Indeed, I have thought that the normally amiable Miss Addington had looked upon me rather scowling of late.

   you are entire at liberty to go take tea with Lady Jane, and talk of classics, for, my dear, 'tis all Greek to me.

Whereupon I punched him in the ribs and we were once more upon the usual easy terms.


I am a wretched grudging fellow that was, I must confess here, quite spiteful towards dearest G the e’en. He came to display himself to me in his costume for the Contessa’s ridotto, which he had kept quite as a secret up to that moment. He had got himself up as some figure of a Highland Jacobite laird out of the novels of Scott

That, I must concede, became him exceeding well. His legs can very well bear the exposure imposed by the kilt, and the bonnet, with a jaunty feather in it, perched rakishly upon his head, was so exceedingly becoming I wonder may we see it become the next style.

The whole impression, indeed, was such that I found myself carnally impressed quite entirely against my better judgement, and, my jealousy roused at the thought of his going into such a glittering company so very attractively arrayed, began to lecture and harangue and sermonize in, alas, my most entire John Knox style about the history of my nation, the very pernicious rendering of it that is found in Sir Walter’s works, &C, until he was obliged to leave.

I will go sneak into his bedchamber and wait up for his return so that I may express my entire contrition at this ill behaviour.


Sure I am entirely undeserving of such warmth of kind affections and such remarkable fine amorous attentions.

moving on in

Feb. 7th, 2019 08:43 pm
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Well. The kitchen's mostly in order. I've decided on a bookshelf arrangement (Erin suggested, and I moved bookcases into position and grumped, and slept on it and decided it was probably the best option): along one wall in the living room, then turning a corner and extending back-to-back to create a partition between the living room and the dining room. Gives me a booknook, which I like; gives me space to put up all my games facing the dining-room table, where they're most likely to get any use; gives me a wall to put the couch against. Unsure where the comfy chair is going, but I'll figure it out. My only complaint is the blocking of sight-lines from the dining room to the living room and to the big window with a view of the lake. Oh well; can't have everything.

The games are, as of tonight, on their shelves, which helps it start to feel like a home, to the extent that a place does. The living room is now only half piled in white boxes, which also helps. Tomorrow evening or Saturday will be books, and then the office, and then I guess I'll be moved in.

So far it's alright. That is: it's somewhat drafty and expensive to heat, and I need a rug or two. I miss the condo kitchen, at least on the occasions when it had a functional dishwasher. I don't know how the office will work out and I need to fiddle with the heat in the bedroom.

It'll do. As I said earlier today, if I'm still here after, say, eighteen months, something has gone Very Wrong Indeed.

reading wednesday

Feb. 7th, 2019 06:01 pm
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• What are you reading?

So Lucky, by Nicola Griffith. This is so hard to read, because Mara loses so much, both physically and socially, so fast. I know that this is one of the possibilities but it isn't one I want to think about right now. I hope I get to see Mara figuring out how to pursue happiness in the body she has.

• What did you recently finish reading?

An Excess Male, by Maggie Shen King. Really good. I'm looking forward to talking about it with SF book group.

• What do you think you’ll read next?

The Waste Land, by T.S. Eliot, for Classics book group.

• What are you watching?

Eighth Grade, which expressed the feeling of eighth grade so well that I was dying of embarrassment all through. Kayla is so brave, and she works so hard!
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