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| | Subject: | Seen all over the place... | | Time: | 10:46 pm |
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| I tired to do the photo mosaic meme, but every single picture I chose--and I made sure to choose ones that weren't protected--came up blank. Every single one. :( So I did this meme instead.
The "Be Pete Wentz" Poetry Meme
01. Put your music player on shuffle 02. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title
It was interesting and not as Vogon as I expected. :)
( Have I Lost You? ) | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | Done and done! or Game Hens and Gratitude! | | Time: | 08:37 pm |
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| Dinner is over and the dishes are washed! Go me! *does victory dance*
( food talk )
This hasn't exactly been the greatest year for us. Never the less, I'm grateful for my wonderful friends, my great family and my lovely wife. I'm grateful that this country elected a President we can be proud of and I'm grateful that, even though it took a defeat to do it, my people and our allies are energized and ready to fight for our rights.
I hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving or an enjoyable Thursday!
♥!! | comments: Leave a comment  |
| This year, Thanksgiving at Chez Rozilla turned unintentionally heteronormative: telesilla did all of the cooking, while I sat downstairs and ran Positron's Task Force in CoH. (Hey, at least I wasn't watching football.) Like I said, it wasn't intentional; I didn't realize that the TF was that long when I accepted the team invite. I did contribute to dinner by running out to RiteAid after we realized that we'd never replaced the corkscrew that broke ages ago. And everything was delicious: the Cornish game hens with pomegranate glaze, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes in cranberry-orange sauce (thank you, Trader Joe's), mustard greens, a bottle of cabernet for Ruth and white zin for me (thanks again, TJ's!). And if we can ever eat again, there's vanilla bean cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory for dessert.
I'm not going to do the requisite "what I'm thankful for" post this year, because frankly, 2008 was mostly full of suck, and what I'm most thankful for is that it wasn't any worse. Instead, I'm going to look forward to the things that I'm hopeful about:
1. I'm hopeful that now that my mother's in the hospital, she'll be able to get the treatment that she needs. I know I'm never going to get the mother I remember back, but at least maybe she can get to a point where she's not constantly unhappy and angry and making everyone around her miserable.
2. I'm hopeful that the California Supreme Court will recognize that the civil rights of a minority--any minority--should never be left to the popular vote, and that Proposition 8 will be overturned so that I can be married again.
3. I'm hopeful that with an intelligent, competent President in the White House, there's a chance we can avoid hurtling off the cliff we've been careening toward for the past eight years. No, Obama's not the Great Progressive Hope, but he appears to be a genuinely thoughtful man who cares about all of the people of this country, and who wants America to live up to its promise.
4. I'm hopeful that 2009 will suck less than 2008, for everyone. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Tags: | job, travels | | Subject: | Thanksgiving | | Time: | 10:15 pm |
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| We're in New York now. The bus trip up this morning went quite smoothly. We saw a few of the bands from the Macy's parade taking group pictures on the steps of the library. Apparently Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends rickrolled the parade with Rick Astley himself present. The only downside of the bus trip was that the bus did not have wifi as advertised. Maybe it will be better on the way back.
Thanksgiving dinner with Judith's family was delicious. There were more people than I expected because Judith's mom invited friends over. It was still smaller than any family event I've been to. We'll stay here tonight and go to Judith and Natalie's tomorrow then go out and about in New York. There is a place called Chocolate Bar. I have been informed there will be waffles, cheesecake, fruit, and delicious chocolate. We're also planning on going to Rockefeller Plaza to see the Christmas tree and the snowflake light show.
We tried ordering pizza via Tivo over the weekend. Our attempt failed because you can only pay with cash when you order on Tivo. Combined we only had $10 cash on us. Maybe we'll make a more successful attempt at some other point in time.
When I get back to work, I get to start telecommuting. I finally got a work laptop and got all the paperwork filled out. I'll probably telecommute on Fridays to help the weekend start a little bit earlier. It will be so nice to not have to go out in the cold one extra day a week, especially if it snows. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | Gratitude sings | | Time: | 03:27 pm |
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| Cross-posted to my LJ
Happy Thanksgiving, y'all! Even those who have already celebrated or who don't celebrate -- it's always give to good thanks. Most of the time I'm not sure to whom I'm offering thanks, unless it's to a specific individual or group of people, but even so, I believe in being aware and appreciative.
The Last Good Name wrote a wonderful Thanksgiving post, She wrote And I love Thanksgiving because it's about giving thanks and speaking your gratitude to others, and ( I'm going to emulate her: )
One of the many things I'm grateful for is Cate on LJ, and her terrific ideas, like the recurring McSmooch festival. For this go round, start here, a charming and sweet little story by Kass Rachel and start clicking the little green arrow to the right. Around sixty stories, containing many John/Rodney kisses, and for that, I am deeply grateful.
I wrote two little smoochies this time: The Darkest Evening of the Year and John smiles -- which was an awfully lot of fun to write. Only two sentences long!
Finally, I want to share two columns from favorite writers of mine. First, Anne Lamott's Thanksgiving column. She's a Christian and I sure as hell am not, but I still really liked it and it really resonated with me. I do not speak for my church when I say, Hah hah.
And Jon Carroll's annual Thanksgiving column. But still we have to get through the day. And, I am convinced, the route through the day is gratitude. | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | And people say penguins are dumb. | | Time: | 12:31 pm | | Current Mood: | happy and hungry! |
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| MrHamill sent me this link, which is quite silly and shows just how smart penguins can be... ( Embedded YouTube behind the cut )
There ain't no flies on him! Though the orcas look a little pissed. ;-D
There is a large dead bird in the oven, my special solid butter pound cakes on the counter, potatoes waiting to be peeled and cooked, stuffing to be made, and people are on their way over, bringing love (and hunger!) to share. I hope everyone reading this has much to give thanks for today, whether or not you are in the U.S., and may those struggling with pain and sorrow find their burdens lessened. May the blessings of peace and contentment rain down upon you, and may Buddha hold his hands to you and help you find your path to true enlightenment.
Joy be with you, my friends and family. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | here we go again.... | | Time: | 11:19 am |
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| | I'm sick. Which, you know, is just fun seeing as I have to cook tomorrow. So if you don't see me around the internets it's because I'm resting up. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | Themes to which writers return | | Time: | 08:35 am |
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| I was lucky enough to get to participate in this year's Write Something, You Miserable Fuck, which has been a lot of fun, even though I haven't written nearly as much as I'd hoped and planned. (Nanowrimo is beyond me, as is Mininano, but Wrisomifu is juuuuuuuuuuuust the right fit, especially because we get to be miserable. It's expected of us!)
Often in the check-in posts, the mods will toss out a question or two; recently, they asked a question I just love: what themes do we as writers keep returning to? That's something I've thought (and talked) a fair bit about, because anyone who's read more than two of my stories knows that I love the stories that include any or all of the following:
- beloved characters getting older, or even old, or occasionally dying
- the characters coming to accept their growing ailments and infirmaties
- discovering that love doesn't depend on youth and beauty; quite the contrary
- creating family, with a very loose definition of "family"
- passing on of qualities, both physical and cultural
- finding happiness despite life's many griefs
Stories that hit one or more of those points make me happy. In my RL reading, Margaret Drabble, Anthony Trollope, Ursula Le Guin, Kim Stanley Robinson, Sheri Tepper, Haruki Murakami, and Robert Hellenga all address some of these issues in their writing; in fact, I would say that Margaret Drabble has influenced me most profoundly in my own writing because we share interest in the same themes and puzzles.
Very recently, two SGA stories appeared that really appealed to me and, not surprisingly, they overlap in these themes. I rarely recommend stories, for lots of reasons, no matter how much I love them, but the coincidence of two such stories posted within a day of each other and within a day of the Wrisomifu question made me decide to do so.
So! If you share my interests and like well-written stories that find happiness in the midst of sorrow, that can make you laugh even as your heart aches for the characters, here are two recent ones.
Jam and (very likely) Jerusalem, by Almost Clara. Jam and Jerusalem is a British television series by the same folks who did Absolutely Fabulous. I've never seen it, alas, nor does Netflix carry it, but I've heard wonderful things about it. Almost Clara's story is Trollope country in the Pegasus galaxy, and it made me smile and smile and smile.
but the nights are better (out here), by Auburnnothenna. I don't even know what to say about this one except it was a complete surprise to me -- and I was even more surprised that I'm one of the dedicatees (is that a word?). But it's full of love and team and a wonderfully realized world.
(Frustratingly, I'm sure there's a third story, but I've gone to skip=400 and not found it. Damn.)
These stories, coming so quickly together, made me remember how much I love world building and how fabulous it is when done well. And it can be done briefly, in impressionistic strokes; I don't need a lot of back story -- where they are, why they are there, how they got there -- it doesn't need a dissertation, just a gesture and, if well done (as these are), I'm right there with the characters.
Anyway, lovely stuff. Also! Auburn has music for hers! I'm listening to it right now. I almost always have a soundtrack I write to -- later, just hearing the songs puts me back in the story. It's fun when other people share their soundtracks.
Unrelated to anything but charm: Snuggle Muffin doesn't post often but oh, I love her work so much. Check out the USB stick! So cute. Such talent!
In much less pleasant news, thanks to Beth's post here, I discovered that someone has archived one of my stories without asking me. Now, I firmly believe that after I put something out on the internet, it's out there, completely out of my control. By and large, I'm comfortable with that. And if someone wants to save my story to their harddrive/flashdrive/notebook, I'm over the moon with delight.
But.
Somehow putting someone else's stuff up on another page on the internet, and without their permission . . . I don't like that. I have issues, I guess, and will readily admit that I'm irrational at times. But don't do that. That's just tacky. You can buy a flashdrive from amazon.com for under $15 and get a zillion stories on it.
I'm trying to focus on the positive: hey, she liked my story! Oddly, she never wrote me a note saying so. Hmm.
Anyway, there are stories there by others, so if you're in HP, SGA, LOTR, Lotrips, or Gundam Wing, check it out, and tell her that's just an ick thing to do.
I am compelled to end on a cheerier note, so let me direct you to the latest postings at the Breathe Poetry LJ community, where they are spotlighting Eavan Boland. Wonderful evocative stuff:
( Our Origins Are In The Sea ) | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | Christmas means wishlists, right? | | Time: | 10:16 pm |
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| Those of you with friends and family who shop for you through your Amazon wish list, or who have friends and family whose Amazon's wishlists you use, might be interested in the universal wishlist button, if you don't know about it already. Using it, you can add things from non-amazon sites to your Amazon list.
Here's how.
Also, it turns out that the harddrive is still under warranty, so that's something. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | *cries* | | Time: | 01:06 pm |
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| So our external harddrive, the one with a ton of music and a rather large number of TV shows on it, suddenly decided to stop working. It's humming louder than usual and then it chirps every 15-20 seconds. And when I plug it in, my machine doesn't recognize it.
I'm in a crappy mood already (initially for no real reason) and now I'm really upset by this. | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | Dudes. | | Time: | 12:07 pm | | Current Mood: | impressed |
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| According to recent radar data, there are buried glaciers on Mars.
Yes, you read that right. Glaciers. ON. MARS. How incredibly fucking cool is that? There are water glaciers on Mars!
Okay, yeah, all right, get back to work, reply to old email, clean house, get ready for turkey day, call old friends, yadda yadda. But still. THERE ARE GLACIERS ON MARS!! I cannot tell you how boggled that makes me.
no, still no writing, still no inclination towards writing, maybe not ever again, whatever. but there are glaciers on mars!! | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment  |
| Title: A Question of Compromise (7/?) Author: darkrosetiger Fandom: SGA RPF (AU) Pairings/Characters: David Hewlett/Jason Momoa/Joe Flanigan Length: ~ 2,450 words Rating: Adult Summary: After being worked over by Master Shanks, Joe returns to his owners. Disclaimer: Not RL; didn't happen. If you think this has anything to do with the real actors involved, then you really need to put down the crack pipe. Seriously. Warnings: Slavefic (inherent non-con), BDSM
Notes: Due to family stuff, Yuletide, and 3 Ships, this may be the last chapter until after the New Year, but fear not: there will be more. I figure I'm leaving y'all in a pretty good place. ;-)
The Michael Shanks appearing here is not at all the same as villeinage's Michael Shanks in Given, or faceofcathy's in Inversion.
I totally and completely blame poisontaster and her CWRPS series A Kept Boy, which made me want to write about the SGA actors in her universe. This is all her fault. Thanks also to telesilla for the beta.
Previous parts can be found here. A who's who with pictures can be found here.
The title is from the Duran Duran song, "Skin Trade"
( ''David, at this point, we really don't have any moral high ground left, you know>'' ) | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | Demanding Ruth is...demanding | | Time: | 04:58 pm |
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| I want SGA John/Rodney cross-dressing spanking fic.
That is all.
for now | comments: 13 comments or Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | Snow... | | Time: | 11:14 am |
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| | ...is pretty, especially when it doesn't stick and you don't have to drive in it. | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment  |
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