Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!
I think I’ve had another small stroke. Just in the last two days I’ve lost the ability to consistently spell words, and that’s tiresome; I’ve also flatlined on any lumosity games involving words…. I type, and a word that sounds similar – but is not that word – comes out. It’s unpleasant. I’m hoping I recover a little, but right now I just feel sad about it. Or maybe it’s because my brain is tired from writing so much in the last two days compared to where my output has been.
Jeff’s home tomorrow. I will be glad of his return, and Buster even more so.
Not exactly nourishing, but filling. I’m planning on finishing the rest of the leftovers today.
I turned all the house lights off and slept with my door open so Buster could come and go as he pleased. Normally I sleep with the door shut but that seemed a little rude to the kitty.
Washed some underwear yesterday in the sink and dried them in the dryer. Still no word on a washer, but I wouldn’t expect that until next week anyway. I may go over to Katie’s today but then again, maybe not.
The ‘Admiral Makarov’ a Russian navy frigate, may or may not have been destroyed by a large radio controlled boat. I mean FRANCHEMENT why build a warship so big and expensive and capable of hurling explosives such long distances if ten thousand dollars of explosive, an encrypted radio control rig and a speedboat is all you need to blow it up? Anyway, it’s not PROVEN that the Makarov was damaged, but what has been proven is that if it floats anywhere in the Black Sea, the Ukrainians can get to it, even after they move it 100k down the coast lol. Have another great week, Pootie baby, and another good one after that. Source forbes.com
A man was apparently living FOR FIVE YEARS with a seven foot alligator (candidly, he grew) in a shipping container. The alligator, in good health despite only having a bathtub as the water part of its habitat, and after really making the cops work to get it in a van, has been delivered to an appropriate wildlife facility in Tacoma; the man took a powder as it’s actually illegal to own alligators in the State of Washington. The neighbours, living in a rural area, are now looking around dubiously to see if mebbe there be hippos, ocelots and wildebeest hiding in the hills. source: katv.com
Rainfall warning in effect. We’re getting between 40 and 100 mm, mostly before noon. It’ll probably rain Halloween for the kids…
One hundred fifty-one dead in a crush incident in Korea. An incalculable loss and I imagine the guardians of public safety are going to catch much grief.
Bolsonaro may not accept the election results if he loses. Brazil’s a powder keg right now, I hope it doesn’t turn into mass violence by the right wing.
Jeff is safely arrived; I am taking the talking bricks from my imagination and making sentences elsewhere, this morning, but took a break to say that.
I practiced guitar this morning and that inspired me to start writing. 8962 words already!
In the meantime, a squib.
You are given 3 choices
I want nothing to do with you, white woman
Please, if you can, demonstrate how you would ‘Scream for Jesus.’
Debate with me the context and applicability of this art.
I know nobody else will enjoy this poem but I so enjoyed composing it that I felt obliged to share. “One art, please.” Ah, Zoidberg, I love you so much you borscht-belt Decapodion!
The car via ferry is the only reasonable way to get there and maintain your personal mobility, but if they ever invent a matter transporter, Jeff’s got dibs.
Rain lifted and the sun came out and it was quite pleasant late yesterday afternoon.
8814 words Part II. Sent a tiny squib to mOm yesterday. It won’t be enough to keep her (drum roll for over-exaggeration here please) fiendish appetites slaked, but them’s the breaks I reckon.
Damn that lamb was good. However in the interests of roommate comfort I’ll order chicken next time – Jeff finds the smell of lamb queasy making and I don’t want to put him off his chicken skewers.
I have more than 60k reddit karma points. Talk about yer wasted life.
Just read the opening line to a fic, “Why is Dean a capybara” and now I want to finish that prompt myself.
Gisele Bündchen and Tom Brady are officially divorced.
I wrote 130 words of celebrifluff about this and in honour of my pOp’s advanced age, I deleted every word of it.
Paul’s in Seattle.
Jerry Lee Lewis is dead. Pedophiles die eventually.
Two weeks for a washing machine, I’m still in effking shock. Off to the Junction tomorrer to wash my clothes down, since I can’t do them here. I may take them home to dry.
Things are mellow and nominal around here. Watched a good chunk of another Hornblower, they have lovely high production values and consistently engaging and intelligent performances. We’ll finish it off when the food gets here. Oh yesss I ordered something. I am bred of dreams and folly, and much fondness of food.
More rain forecast. The ground needs to very thoroughly soak.
Got the Wordle in four guesses today.
Whole wheat pita with cream cheese and tea for breakfast (I’m off coffee for a bit to give it a rest).
Enjoying Sharpe and Hornblower so much that I think I want to write a fanfic about Jack Aubrey, Horatio Hornblower and Richard Sharpe all being in the same place at the same time. I won’t, of course, but damn it would be fun.
Bunny the dog has a communication board with dozens of words on it; she remarked, after her owner said, YOU FARTED ALL NIGHT LONG BUNNY with the deathless words, “Sound. Poop.”
So we got to wish him the best of the day, which it sounds like he had. Any day he can get in the Camaro and drive to the Place of the Rural Pollinators with his sweetie is a good one.
Ordered curried shrimp and rice from D Roti Shak yesterday. DOD it’s so good and as usual it arrived more or less as I clicked on Door Dash to order it. Jeff got a chick’n roti.
Keith came by and fetched the frozen food we’ve been keeping for his household. He didn’t hang around obvs; it had to go back home.
Buster trained HARD this morning, good kitty.
Kyiv still facing blackouts as the Ukrainian grid totters under Russian attacks.
More Hornblower. g’DAMN but David Warner plays such an amazing villain; in this case a Hero Gone Bad with opioids and drink, and possibly early onset dementia. Jeff and I were so thrilled that the movie/episode started with a flashback and there was no trial. (Believe that Jeff and I have made clear how we feel about courtroom episodes except for Good Wife). Now we’re shuddering because chances are the next episode will be nothing BUT a trial. Here’s hoping.
Most recent stats show one in ten americans over 65 has dementia and 22% have cognitive decline. Source: COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY IRVING MEDICAL CENTER October 24 press release
one quarter of the Canadian population is immigrants. Source: Statscan via CBC October 26. With climate change and other issues I think their predictions for the future are sadly out of whack, but that number will definitely rise no matter who’s rattling and jimmying the population model.
of course Indigenous people count those numbers differently, and I mean no disrespect. Population stats for Inuit, Métis and Indigenous peoples shown here.
Another chunk of the Epic of Gilgamesh has been discovered, to the joy and wonderment of archaeologists. The joke going around the internet is that our anonymous scribe from ancient times ‘dropped a new chapter’ before George RR Martin coughed up another Winds of Winter book (What Game of Thrones was based on.) If you know, you know, and if you don’t, we still have more Gilgamesh.
so happy for the rain we’ve been getting. We’re about to get a flood more, but nothing like last November.
Just heard the foghorn blow FIVE TIMES blasting up the hill. Guess it’s foggy on the Fraser.
This showed up on facebutt this am:
I entitle this picture I FART IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION.
Alex and Ryker at the park Oct 2022 also you get to see which of my apps is open
Hey, feel like vomiting in disgust? look who’s back. …at a tough on crime hoedown. Good to know wife murderers are allus welcome.
And just for laughs here’s my stats from AO3 yesterday sometime. I’ve posted more than 36 stories since 2017. I deleted some; total is currently 36.
Because Rishi Sunak is a horse’s ass, (and a fucking rich horse’s ass, to be sure) he didn’t acknowledge Larry the Cat as the UK’s new PM went to Number 10 Downing Street for the first time. Larry made no comment after regarding this untoward snub.
The couple in Totally Boned is comprised of an asexual man in a wheelchair because of nerve damage in his legs and an intersex man who’s sex averse but very affectionate. I am deliberately and specifically writing a romance / thriller that doesn’t have any sex in it. Both characters take a dim view of heteronormative pressures and at least one of them wouldn’t say the word ‘love’ if he was drowning in melted chocolate cherubs.
So it is with disgust bordering on hysteria that I present to you this article.
The idea of preventing asexual people from marrying is so heart crushing and so contrary to the idea that people should be able to form the pair bonds (and committed polyamorous marriages) they need to for their own happiness that I’m incapable of further representing my horror and resistance in words.
Speaking of disgust and hysteria, a brave Belarusian doctor has provided documentation of Lukashenko’s support of Putin. This story is a tough read. It includes xrays of injured Russian soldiers and evidence of the support the Belarusian government has freely offered, and the Belarusian people are reluctantly providing, and also shows how fighting-aged men are fleeing Belarus.
Jeff and I watched the first 2/3 of Bros, a gay rom-com. It was quite filled with dudity so parts of it are tough to watch (yes, despite my writing of gay fanfic? gay sex scenes, EVEN WITH LUKE MCFARLANE – one of the hottest men to ever show off his forearms – can be a tough watch – truth be told I’m having trouble watching ANY consensual sex scenes with persons of any gender these days and rape scenes make me ill) but the script is a sparkling coruscation of wit and humour and the procession and occasional inversion of rom com tropes is most entertaining. Also the bisexual representation is greatly appreciated and Debra Messing’s unhinged guest spot is eye-popping.
vampire dude to his vampire friend: wow.. looks like there’s only one coffin….. what’ll we do
other vampire dude who reads a lot of fanfiction: we could……….. share it
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dateamonster comments on this above-noted joke later!
four years ago i made this post. currently it stands at about 300k notes. to this day if i google image search my url the screencapped re uploads of this post are some of the first results i see. it is perhaps my most widely reblogged post in the six year history of this blog.
and now, on this day in the year 2022 i see a gifset from the interview with the vampire tv adaptation where two vampires share a single coffin. a single tear rolls down my cheek, knowing that at last my long journey is over. at last, i can rest.
beowulf22121 THEN REMARKS:
You should be able to rest, but alas, your resting place seems to be otherwise occupied.
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