seven mutuals toasted

That means nothing to you but

I’m on twitter

I follow people on twitter

I find out that other people on twitter are following a writer who gives the most disgustingly ableist writing advice I’ve ever seen. Rants ensued. I read the advice READER IT SUCKÈD

So I found the person who gave the advice on line, found who follows me who follows her, and unfollowed them all (and I know one of them IRL, although I doubt like hell she’d remember me). They were all middled aged white writers.

that was easy, and I still follow hundreds of people

the Indigenous people I follow on twitter put baby Yoda beadwork and yawning bobcats into my feed, not pathetic ableism

the Black people (especially the disabled Black women, my god) I follow on twitter make me feel before I think new thoughts because I can’t hyper intellectualize my way into a better world

and that’s good because science says that white people are less empathetic than people who aren’t white, AND WHY WOULD THAT BE

pictures from a while back (more of the same)

 

Still Life with Meccano and Human Hair.
Kira, the cat at Planet Bachelor
affectionate lions
Katie and Ziva in a characteristic pose
Space Station at Miniature World
Patricia’s bathroom floor
A zombie like the old man
John Caspell at Anarchist Mountain
Margot in a box
Family meal with Bonnie that restaurant isn’t there any more
excuse me, WHO lives at Arundel Mansions?
Me at VCon 2011
Done up steampunk for VCon
Katie, blue filter, Deer Lake Park
Me n Simon Fraser, two colonizing bastards

Murderbot TTTO Sugartown

I got some troubles, but they won’t last
I’m gonna lay right down here in the grass
and spring my ambush when these assholes pass
‘Cause I’m a muh-muh-muh, muh-muh-muh
muh-muh, muh- muh, muh-muh Murderbot
I never had a bot that liked me some
Never had a friend or wanted one
So I just sit down and clean all my guns
‘Cause I’m a muh-muh-muh, muh-muh-muh
muh-muh, muh- muh, muh-muh Murderbot
Yesterday it rained in Preservation
I heard it also rained on GrayCris’s fun
But I kept all the rain offa my guns
‘Cause I’m a muh-muh-muh, muh-muh-muh
muh-muh, muh- muh, muh-muh Murderbot
If I had a million dollars or three
I’d buy clothing that remains logo-free
It’s never long before someone’s shooting at me
‘Cause I’m a muh-muh-muh, muh-muh-muh
muh-muh, muh- muh, muh-muh Murderbot

schnitzel, not korean

Paul and I went for a walk. New Generations Grocery is closed except for pickup orders so that didn’t pan out, but Paul found the last of the Granville Island Lion Winter Ale and I succumbed to one and a half of them when I got home. We also picked up schnitzel from the Balkan House restaurant and so that was a 2k walk, half of it under load, so no surprise I was tired. We ate on the deck for social distancing (I got SO HOT in the mask, how will I cope in hot weather, I have to think of a dodge pretty soon or I’m going to be quite circumscribed in terms of what I can do and where I can go.)

I was fine for allergies for a while but I’m now feeling tender in the brain again.

Damn that schnitzel was good. Literally just got up and devoured some out of the take out container for late lunch or early dinner. The spuds were fine as well. NOM.

Painted on Oh! Zzhu Sam restaurant on Edmonds

 

 

 

ow oh hell ha ha

woke up ripping hair out of my head (caught in a zipper in a blanket) then listen to hail crush down for about 45 seconds. buh bye seedlings

Buster was playing and ran into my door so hard he scared the crap out of me. (I thought Jeff had maybe stroked out or something and collapsed against my door as it had not occurred to me to Occam’s Razor my way through to ‘it’s the darned cat’)

Then Buster did a magic trick (he moved while I wasn’t looking – I was getting a treat ready for him) and just APPEARED in the place I was going to encourage him to go so that was really funny.

I love him, he’s just the best kitty.

Margot as a kitten and young cat

moon over Kitsilano
my fave pic of me and Tammy
Red Hat ladies at a restaurant that no longer exists
Me at the Beach in Dominican Republic out Punta Cana way
Me and Patricia – we’re not pals any more but I learned so much from her
Christmas Party 2007

 

It snowed a lot that year – from the Cornerstone 2007

 

We’re on our way to see Picard finale
before there were consumer grade three d printers there were depositional printers and this was something the engineers let me steal – it is a dodecahedron
me eating the deep fried Mars bar which triggered the story about Cthulhu and the Mars bars
Keith and Mike playing together at Jarmo’s old place I think that’s Ville but I’m not sure

I gave the cape to Dr. Mary Crowell because Brooke couldn’t make one that year she was GOH
Eddie
My favourite of the quilt’s mOm made for me

A sign of the times

Image

Dave informs me that his masks have finally arrived.

Walk with Paul yesterday in Hilda Park.

Tremendous migraine yesterday, knocked me down for hours in the middle of the day and right now the pain behind my right eye is making me wobbly. aaaand there goes the right side of my visual field. Screw this noise, caffeine is required.

Martha Wells’ Murderbot novel Network Effect is out and I’m loving it so far when I can actually see with my eyes.