Settler writer/musician, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in colonizer paradise, BC. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming in 2020, Hair Sinister after that. ————- RECONCILIATION IS HORSESHIT GIVE THE LAND BACK . @TheCorrection on twitter. live:allegra.sloman
He was as good as gold. He whined at the very last minute when he realized his momma bear was going to leave and he wasn’t going to get Xenon HE LOVES XENON, but we made recordings and watched TV and I made him homemade choco milk and we laughed very very hard.
before we made new recordings we listened to all of the old ones, and Alex made some noises that were excruciatingly funny and the two of us nearly choked laughing.
And we have sourdough bread thanks to Katie so YES.
Weather was lovely yesterday, it’s overcast and cooler now, also good.
I got a couple more surfaces cleared off in the kitchen.
10322 on the fic
Wasp nest growing over yardlights.
SEE YOU IN HELL
above noted is the noted, feted and howlarious burlesque artiste Carrie Finnell. According to twitter’s @WhoresOfYore, “Carrie Finnell (1900-63) was a legend of burlesque. She had complete control of her pectoral muscles & could bounce her boobs out of her dress & move them independently of one another. She called her act ‘The Chestcapades’ & was once the highest paid burlesque act in America.”
Don’t say this isn’t an educational blog, and she’s only mentioned in Wikipedia as a member of the Mutual Burlesque Association, so don’t bother looking her up.
I want to take Lord Stanley down
with a homemade thermal lance
he had his mo’, but he’s got to go
we can’t leave it to chance
Oxy – steel wool – brake line – tubing
Now I’m waiting for the spark
& you will see that statue fall
a mile off in the dark
If you go to youtube, the single most dangerous (but cost effective, big thumbs up!) Do It Yourself thermal lance in history is there to be viewe with awe
Normally I’d be hearing from Katie for breakfast today but all of our habits are shot and besides she has a boyfriend.
Chadwick Boseman’s death (he was the Black Panther) is really ruining a lot of Black people’s weekends right now. The outpouring of grief, of feeling cheated, of feeling that anything good is immediately ripped away, is palpable. See how other black creators held him up on his way to the stars.
I now have a fresh mattress on my bed. As I was putting the weighted blanket back in its cover, I became glad I have two covers thanks to the kids (they gave me an extra cover, I guess they know me or something) because the zipper broke on the winter-weight one. BUT I HAD A SPARE and carried on regardless. I’ll get the other one repaired.
I should call Burnaby pickup.
My west coast Indigenous style masks came. They look like this. and this. I was going to give the hummingbird one to mOm but I think I’m going to keep it, it’s fantastic, and I do love the other ones. And I is greedy. Anyway mOm if you do love the hummingbird one so much you have to have it, just make sure you wash it when I bring it o.O he he
I see from social media that cousin Alex is making a skirt for herself today, and as she wryly commented it was a better activity choice than doomscrolling through the news.
9859 10059 words on the fic
Weather continues unbelievably fine
scanged from twitter
Some son of a seacook stole my bank card details so TD fraud prevention called me and cancelled it and I went in to the New West branch to get another one. Much standing in line, but they come out and bring the elderly into chairs, so that was okay. Picked up batteries for the D’Addario tuner Mike bought me at London Drugs. Also some thumb drives, the 64 gig ones were cheap like borscht.
Poked my head into the New Westminster Library; there’s this writer called Silvia Moreno-Garcia I follow on twitter (I almost met her in real life but she’s TOO GOOD for spits (dunnett events) so No) and she’s forever going on and on and fucking on about a book she wrote called Mexican Gothic, so I put it on hold at the library. I poked my head into Freshii and got a strawberry banana smoothie – delightful, rather small, and not too sweet – and picked up some plant trays for the seedlings I’m growing indoors and finally moved them to their permanent spot in the only remaining south facing window, the one under the cat tree.
Walked about 1.5 k in total, and now I am home. Stayed masked the whole time, took the bus into New West and wandered around. You are obliged to wear a mask on transit now.
I’m planning a calm day at home. I’ve already loaded and unloaded the dishwasher. The two sunflowers have flowered, and we’re gonna have A LOT OF SQUASH, MOSTLY ACORN which, funnily enough, was from an acorn squash we’d just eaten.
I think I forgot to mention that the dogwood flowered again the first week of August.
finally have an appointment with the doc, but it will be weeks before the gtt
Jeff’s off to the dentist. I have replaced my mattress and am now trying to get rid of the debris.
I’m continuing to find small areas to clean up and dejunk; got rid of all the kitchen pens that don’t work, always a satisfying activity. Practiced on various instruments; tried to do a small shop but visited the bank instead; hung out with Paul and fed him a toasted ciabatta with chopped cooked asparagus and bacon, jalapeño havarti and sweet onion. He pronounced it tolerably edible and dragged away another piece of bacon like a damned dog to eat separately.
Fic’s up to 9500 words. I’m going to dab every trope on that damned bingo card, see if I don’t.
Finally got hold of the doc, now I have to check the req is there.
Katie and Alex came over and we watched the Pompeii short animation, and the five most deadly volcanoes video and he played Xenon (‘the tube shot is my favourite’ he said earnestly) and Katie and I talked for a while and it was lovely lovely lovely and he gave me a little hug on the way out the door and he’s missing his two front teeth and he looks like a wee longhaired pumpkin and he had a Captain America shirt and Minecraft socks.
this coffee table book is currently trending on Twitter
mOm and pOp of course recognize it – it’s been floating around their living room since the year it was published. At the time, the concept did not exist – that hundreds of photographers, professional and otherwise, were supposed to go forth and take a picture on the same day for curation and collection as a snapshot of the zeitgeist.
Since then, dozens upon dozens of books have been published along this theme, for dozens of countries. This kind of omnibus album became popular.
People have been posting pics from inside the book and making hilarious, occasionally anxious comments about them. It’s great. And that poor cat. And what is the baseball for? is she going to talk to the priest about his handsiness? it looks like a confirmation dress…
and Canada, it was qwhite something then
Also from social media, figureoutthesea AKA Nicolas Demers on Instagram took this at Deer Lake – quite the action shot eh??? He has tons of amazing bird photos, the abovenoted link goes to his blog with better res pics hint hint mOm.
THE INTERNET HAS A CAT AND IT PURRS headphones or good speakers required.