([syndicated profile] bad_machinery_feed Jan. 16th, 2026 12:01 am)

Posted by John Allison

Giant Days seldom entered a lecture theatre. I always felt that it was cruel to ask an artist to draw one, having done it once or twice myself. But Little Days goes where Giant Days dared not. I’m not going to lie: we’re still in a lecture theatre in the next comic.

The post Strictly on the Q.T. appeared first on Bad Machinery.

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([personal profile] kaberett Jan. 15th, 2026 11:40 pm)

Expanding on one of the things I mentioned yesterday: for Pain Project reasons, I'm interested in knowing what you learned about atoms at school, and roughly what age you were. I'm especially interested in whether (and when) you were exposed to the Bohr model (there's a nucleus, with electrons orbiting around it at fixed distances) and the current consensus model (electron orbitals defined as regions where an electron is most likely to be found).

Read more... )

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([personal profile] trobadora Jan. 16th, 2026 12:23 am)
I had a bad day for RL reasons I don't want to get into, so I just watched the pilot of Star Trek: Starfleet Academy to distract myself before bed.

Anyone else seen it yet? I really liked it! It's very Trek. :D

(And I can't remember anyone's names yet, but Holly Hunter's character is my favourite already.)
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([personal profile] anais_pf posting in [community profile] thefridayfive Jan. 15th, 2026 05:41 pm)
These questions were written by [livejournal.com profile] frieliegh.

1. If you could change one life-changing event in the life of someone important to you, would you?

2. Which do you think is easier to do, being friends for many years, or being life partners for many years?

3. Have you ever walked away from someone you considered a friend?

4. If you had to choose between telling the truth and hurting a friend or lying and making them happy, which would you choose?

5. Which would you rather hear--the truth which will hurt, or the comforting lie?

Copy and paste to your own journal, then reply to this post with a link to your answers. If your journal is private or friends-only, you can post your full answers in the comments below.

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([personal profile] decemberthirty posting in [community profile] addme Jan. 15th, 2026 04:27 pm)
Hello, all! I know I'm a little late to really consider this a new year's post, but here I am looking to meet a few new people nevertheless.

About me:
My name is Katie. I'm 47 years old, and this summer will mark my 25th year of journaling on LJ/DW/both.

I'm a writer by profession, primarily of literary fiction with occasional book reviews for variety. I live in Philadelphia with my partner of 27 years (she's a high school physics teacher). We have a pair of eight-month-old kittens named Oscar and Zorro. I'm the oldest of three sisters in a pretty close-knit family. My sisters have five kids between them, and being an aunt is basically my favorite thing.

I love books and am always reading. Favorite authors include E.M. Forster, Marilynne Robinson, Leo Tolstoy, Virginia Woolf, Ursula K. Le Guin, Lauren Groff, Andrea Barrett.... The list could go on and on. I also love the outdoors and learning about nature. I've been a birdwatcher for years; more recently I've gotten into things like butterflies and insects, reptiles, wildflowers, and more. In summer, my favorite thing is finding wild orchids. My partner and I like to travel, and when we do, I use it as an opportunity to learn about the amazing variety of nature in other places.

In case you haven't already guessed, I'm a very introverted person. I spend most of my time at home, where I keep myself busy writing, reading, or in the kitchen. I like cooking, baking, and food preservation, and I'm always working on some sort of kitchen project or trying to teach myself a new skill.

Milkweed

About my journal:
My journal began as a place for me to keep track of my reading, and that's still the subject I write about most often. Other frequent topics include the interests mentioned above: writing, nature, cooking and baking. I tend to post more about what I'm thinking than about what I'm doing at any given time, although I do sometimes use my journal to keep track goals or record projects that I'm working on. I often include photos. I would say I post about once a week...but realistically it's probably a bit less than that.

If you're looking for a friend who comments on every single post, I'm probably not the right person for you. I do like to interact and I always read my friends page, but I prefer to comment only when I have something worth saying. Also, I've found over the years that I don't mesh well with extremely prolific posters. Once a day is fine, but if it's more than that I have trouble keeping up.

My journal is friends-locked for privacy, but I will be happy to add anyone who's interested in checking it out. And I won't be offended if it turns out that it's not your style.

Say hello if you think we'd get along!
There’s a reason yesterday’s dinner often tastes better than fresh. Here’s why chemical reactions and fridge time make leftovers richer and more flavorful.
2026 Jan 14: NYT: "Renfrew Christie Dies at 76; Sabotaged Racist Regime’s Nuclear Program" by Adam Nossiter. "He played a key role in ending apartheid South Africa’s secret weapons program in the 1980s by helping the African National Congress bomb critical facilities."

Renfrew Christie in 1988.

Renfrew Christie, a South African scholar whose undercover work for the African National Congress was critical in hobbling the apartheid government’s secret nuclear weapons program in the 1980s, died on Dec. 21 at his home in Cape Town. He was 76.

The cause of death was pneumonia, his daughter Camilla Christie said.

President Cyril Ramaphosa of South Africa paid tribute to Dr. Christie after his death, saying his “relentless and fearless commitment to our freedom demands our appreciation.”

The A.N.C., in a statement, called Dr. Christie’s role “in disrupting and exposing the apartheid state’s clandestine nuclear weapons program” an “act of profound revolutionary significance.”

From the doctoral dissertation he had written at the University of Oxford on the history of electricity in South Africa, Dr. Christie provided the research needed to blow up the Koeberg Nuclear Power Station; the Arnot coal-fired power station; the Sasol oil-from-coal facilities that produced the heavy water critical to producing nuclear weapons; and other critical sites.

The explosions set back South Africa’s nascent nuclear weapons program by years and cost the government more than $1 billion, Dr. Christie later estimated.

By the time the bombs began going off, planted by his colleagues in uMkhonto we Sizwe, the paramilitary wing of the A.N.C., Dr. Christie was already in prison. He was arrested by South African authorities in October 1979 on charges of “terrorism,” three months after completing his studies at Oxford, and spent the next seven years in prison, some of that time on death row and in solitary confinement.


“While I was in prison, everything I had ever researched was blown up,” he said in a speech in 2023.

Terrorism was a capital offense, and Dr. Christie narrowly escaped hanging. But as he later recounted, he was deliberately placed on the death row closest to the gallows at the Pretoria Maximum Security Prison. For two and half years, he was forced to listen to the hangings of more than 300 prisoners.

“The whole prison would sing for two or three days before the hanging, to ease the terror of the victims,” Dr. Christie recalled at a 2013 conference at the University of the Western Cape on laws regarding torture.

Then he recited the lyrics of an anti-apartheid folk song that reverberated in the penitentiary: “‘Senzeni-na? Senzeni-na? What have we done? What have we done?’ It was the most beautiful music on earth, sung in a vile place.”



“At zero dark hundred,” he continued, “the hanging party would come through the corridors to the gallows, slamming the gates behind them on the road to death. Once they were at the gallows there was a long pause. Then — crack! — the trapdoors would open, and the neck or necks of the condemned would snap. A bit later came the hammering, presumably of nails into the coffins.”

In an interview years later with the BBC, he said the “gruesome” experience affected him for the rest of his life.

Dr. Christie acquired his fierce antipathy to apartheid at a young age, growing up in an impoverished family in Johannesburg.

Many of his family members fought with the Allied forces against the Germans in World War II, and “I learned from them very early that what one does with Nazis is kill them,” he said at a 2023 conference on antinuclear activism in Johannesburg. “I am not a pacifist.”

At 17, he was drafted into the South African Army. A stint of guard duty at the Lenz ammunition dump south of Johannesburg confirmed his suspicions that the government was building nuclear weapons. “From the age of 17, I was hunting the South African bomb,” he said at the conference.

After attending the University of the Witwatersrand, he received a scholarship to Oxford, which enabled him to further his quest. For his doctoral dissertation, he chose to study South Africa’s history of electrification, “so I could get into the electricity supply commission’s library and archives, and work out how much electricity they were using to enrich uranium,” he told the BBC.

From there, it was possible to calculate how many nuclear bombs could be produced. Six such bombs had reportedly been made by the end of apartheid in the early 1990s; the United States had initially aided the regime’s nuclear program. Thanks to the system of forced labor, South Africa “made the cheapest electricity in the world,” Dr. Christie said, which aided the process of uranium enrichment and made the country’s nuclear program a magnet for Western support. (South Africa also benefited from its status as a Cold War ally against the Soviet Union.)

Dr. Christie turned his findings over to the A.N.C. Instead of opting for the safety of England — there was the possibility of a lecturer position at Oxford — he returned home and was arrested by South Africa’s Security Police. He had been betrayed by Craig Williamson, a fellow student at Witwatersrand, who had become a spy for the security services and was later granted amnesty by South Africa’s Truth and Reconciliation Commission.

After 48 hours of torture, Dr. Christie wrote a forced confession — “the best thing I ever wrote,” he later told the BBC, noting that he had made sure the confession included “all my recommendations to the African National Congress” about the best way to sabotage Koeberg and other facilities.

“And, gloriously, the judge read it out in court,” Dr. Christie added. “So my recommendations went from the judge’s mouth” straight to the A.N.C.

Two years later, in December 1982, Koeberg was bombed by white A.N.C. operatives who had gotten jobs at the facility. They followed Dr. Christie’s instructions to the letter.


“Of all the achievements of the armed struggle, the bombing of Koeberg is there,” Dr. Christie said at the 2023 conference, emphasizing its importance. “Frankly, when I got to hearing of it, it made being in prison much, much easier to tolerate.”

Renfrew Leslie Christie was born in Johannesburg on Sept. 11, 1949, the only child of Frederick Christie, an accountant, and Lindsay (Taylor) Christie, who was soon widowed and raised her son alone while working as a secretary.

He attended King Edward VII School in Johannesburg and was conscripted into the army immediately after graduating. After his discharge, he enrolled at Witwatersrand. He was twice arrested after illegally visiting Black students at the University of the North at Turfloop, and was also arrested during a march on a police station where he said the anti-apartheid activist Winnie Mandela was being tortured.

He didn’t finish the course at Witwatersrand, instead earning bachelor’s and master’s degrees from the University of Cape Town in the mid-1970s before studying at Oxford. At Cape Town, he was a leader of the National Union of South African Students, an important anti-apartheid organization.

On June 6, 1980, he was sentenced to 10 years in prison under South Africa’s Terrorism Act, with four other sentences of five years each to run concurrently.

“I spent seven months in solitary,” Dr. Christie said in the 2023 speech. “Don’t let anybody kid you: No one comes out of solitary sane. My nightmares are awful.”

After his years in prison, he was granted amnesty in 1986 as the apartheid regime began to crumble. (It officially ended in 1994, when Nelson Mandela became the country’s first Black president.) He later had a long academic career at the University of the Western Cape, retiring in 2014 as dean of research and senior professor.

In addition to his daughter Camilla, he is survived by his wife, Dr. Menán du Plessis, a linguist and novelist he married in 1990; and another daughter, Aurora.

Asked by the BBC whether he was glad he had spied for the A.N.C., Dr. Christie didn’t hesitate.

“I was working for Nelson Mandela and uMkonto we Sizwe,” he said. “I’m very proud of that. We won. We got a democracy.”

Kirsten Noyes contributed research.



In prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts to them are winging
When friends by shame are undefiled
How can I keep from singing?

– Pete Seeger
So the new couch that we picked out on Boxing Day and have been eagerly awaiting for weeks... does not fit in our house. So we have to go pick out a new one after all that (eating the cost of the failed delivery in the process) and do this all over again, and in the meantime, we don't have a couch because we had already arranged to have the old one hauled out. The old one that was fucking massive, so I don't understand how the fuck this one can't possibly get through either of our doors, and work is stupid and frustrating (love 2 b bulldozed by a stupid bitch manager, also when porters tell me they'll do something and then immediately fuck off for three hours) and I'm still so fucking cold and I just want to cry.

Also, the wind was so crazy last night that it completely carried off one of our massive recycling bins, so that's just... gone. Throw all that in with the theatre STILL being closed, and this is shaping up to be pretty much the worst birthday week I've ever had? Dinner out Tuesday was nice, at least. Hopefully leftovers and Dynamite will let me forget about all this shit for a couple of hours tonight.

Album #511/1001: David Gray - White Ladder )

Ugh, I'm just so fucking discouraged about everything right now.
I had a very long anxiety dream last night that involved trying to get home and failing repeatedly. First I told the driver I lived at my old address on the Upper East Side, then other people joined the ride and demanded to get dropped off before heading to Queens. The then driver bailed and a new set of passengers took over the driving and refused to exit the BQE to the LIE to get me home. Eventually I was dropped off on what appeared to be Hillside Avenue, which is not far from me in the waking world, but somehow in the dream the walk never brought me any closer. Ugh. I guess it was a new spin, since usually I'm trying to get to work in these dreams, but it felt like it lasted all night (I did sleep through for about 6 hours straight, so maybe it did).

Anyway, despite the ongoing trashfire, some cool stuff is coming:

- NEW SIX OF CROWS BOOK IN JUNE!!!! It's supposed to be the "private correspondence of Kaz Brekker with a mysterious person identified only as 'I.'" KAZ/INEJ EPISTOLARY STORY!??! I am seated and ready. Take my money, please!

- You probably already know this, but The Pitt was renewed for a third season last week.

- Pitchers and catchers report in less than 1 month. The Mets only got worse over the winter, so who knows what the hell is going to happen, but that is always a sign spring isn't too far away!

- The (NY football) Giants may be getting an actual factual head coach? I don't expect miracles but maybe they won't be embarrassing next season?

I feel like there were one or two other things I meant to post about but can't remember what they were. Oh, there's a new Fonda Lee novel coming, too! I do want to try out Matt Fraction's Batman at some point, and Cass's new book, but since I generally wait for the trade paperbacks (in ebook form anyway), they're not always top of mind. Still no release date for Alecto the Ninth (is it ever coming out?) and no kindle edition for DCC: Parade of Horribles but I keep checking!

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([personal profile] neonvincent Jan. 15th, 2026 01:28 pm)
This is one of two science videos about the Salem Witch Trials, but the other one made a different point, so instead I decided to write SciShow asks 'What’s the Truth about Acetaminophen and Autism?'

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([personal profile] susandennis Jan. 15th, 2026 10:09 am)
From the time I clicked on This Will Destroy All Your Data OK until the time I started this entry. 6 minutes. Everything back in place and operational. This time, it gave me the option of setting up the Chromebook via my phone which saved me some typing. I have loved Chromebooks forever and still do today.

The headline is that my Wegovy will be here next Wednesday. I'm all paid for and confirmed. So, to recap, doctor sent prescription in Monday morning - she said it would take a few hours to get set up to order. I got response Tuesday afternoon. Account set up/ordering Thursday morning. But, could the the January rush.

I met with Harriet and got the agenda for next week all noodled out. Now I just need to do it. I think I'll just go ahead and do it now and get it done.
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([personal profile] anotherslashfan Jan. 15th, 2026 07:12 pm)
Hi! I haven't really been using dreamwidth much this last year - somehow, my focus shifted towards both the Korean learners community I joined on discord as well as towards Bluesky.

In any case, recently friends came together to start a fundraiser for a friend whose family will have to leave their current home by February 1st without having any other affordable housing lined up.

I'm sharing here in case anyone sees this - if you can, please pass the link along.

We're especially interested in any advice on how our friend might be able to find a job, so if that is something you can point me towards, I'd be super grateful.

Our friend is a young person living in Durban, South Africa.
Link to the GoFundMe campain.
AKA, my Very Serious Holiday Break Reading List.

Rainbow heart sticker Flamer by Mike Curato
One of my professors (who's also a librarian) mentioned that they'd just gotten this for the library's graphic novel collection because it was on the banned book list yet again. So I picked it up, then left it on the mantel until school ended for the year.

Centred on a teenager in boy scout camp, the summer before high school starts, the story covers about a week of intense emotional turmoil. The Scouts had banned homosexuality, but were filled with homo-erotically charged jokes and behaviour from the boys, as well as overt homophobia, fatphobia and racism. Like the author, the protagonist is mixed race, chubby and gay, and none of those seem to him like they're going to lead anywhere good. He's looking forward to leaving the Catholic school system, where he got religious guilt on top of bullying, but afraid of the big public high school and future bullying. He's desperately in love/lust with his tent-mate, and terrified what might happen if anyone finds out he's gay.

The art is simple grey scale with occasional red and orange, and showcases the juvenile over-exuberance of the characters, and how every emotion is the most emotion anyone has ever felt. Not a whole lot actually happens in this story, but it does a wonderful job of showing how world-endingly monumental the mundane can be at that age, when everything you feel is going to be all you feel for the rest of your life. The specific experiences aren't something I dealt with at that age, but the intensity felt very familiar.

It's a well done story that I think would be very useful to teens and tweens going through similar situations, which I assume is why it's widely banned.


The Claiming of the Shrew by Lauren Esker
(Usual disclaimer about knowing the author.)

The reservation system worked! For those not following the Fated Mountain Lodge series, the previous novels have all depended on reservation system mishaps putting people in odd situations, but this time it worked! We're in business, baby! The hero does end up in the Honeymoon Suite because it's the only available room, but that's no one's fault but his.

This is probably tied with its sister novel, Joy to the Squirrel, as my favourite in the series so far, with the fully charged shrew (as in she can turn into a shrew) heroine ready to go out there and solve some crime! Even if she has no experience in solving crime. She's paired with the honeymoon-suit inhabiting trash panda private detective, who does know how to solve crime, but is definitely getting off to a slower start. And there also a theatre troop living in the woods. And a dragon. It's just really, really sweet and fun, with charming characters to root for, and largely pretty low stakes. I really appreciated having a disabled heroine, and how she worked with her disability as a shapeshifter. Absolutely this series at its best.


The Curse of Chalion by Lois McMaster Bujold, narrated by James Lloyd
([personal profile] sanguinity just read this, which made me want to read it again (third or fourth time through), so I did.)

I think Sanguinity does a better job of summing up what's great about this book, but to be brief: Caz, our hero, who has had the worst time of it, is my platonic ideal of an iron woobie. He's just trying to get through the day so he can catch a damn break in some hoped-for future, but unfortunately a variety of gods have other plans for him. Does he set out to save the kingdom? No! He sets out to have a nap, but the nap turns out to be on the other side of some serious political shenanigans, so off he goes. Like it or not. And he very much does not like it.

The book is an exercise in slowly ratcheting up the stakes, until the kingdom's fate rests on the fall of some beads, and just doesn't feel like it's going to work out. I really appreciate Bujold's ability to put the reader through it along with the characters. I also like how though there are heroes and villains (and some convincingly loathsome characters), no one's a panto baddie, who's just evil for the sake of the plot. The story is about corrupting influences, and power turning people into their worst selves, and how to fight back against that, which I appreciated.

I have some thoughts about the theology and world building, which will probably get their own post some day.


The Gifts of the Magpie by Lauren Esker
(Know the author, etc.)

The most recent Fated Mountain Lodge book, and the reservation system is... working! But several characters still accidentally get booked into the honeymoon suite, because why not? There were also some fun winter adventures on snowmobiles, and I really liked the set up for the next book's main character.

Unfortunately, that's about all that worked for me. slight negativity )
Fandom: Star Wars Clone Wars era
Pairings/Characters: All the Clone Commanders and the Jedi Council so:
Obi-Wan Kenobi, Mace Windu, Plo Koon, Aayla Secura, Depa Billaba, Quinlan Vos, Anakin Skywalker, Yoda, CC-5052 | Bly, CC-2224 | Cody, CC-3636 | Wolffe, CC-1004 | Gree, CC-1010 | Fox, CT-7567 | Rex, Doom, Monnk, CC-8826 | Neyo, CC-1138 | Bacara, CC-6454 | Ponds
Rating: Gen
Length: 4,700 words podfic is 29min 10s
Creator Links: written by always_a_slut_for_hc
Podfic done by PolynomialPandemic
Theme: Crack Treated Seriously, angst (with a happy ending), crack, fix-it, humour

Summary: The Jedi Council was nervous. The Jedi Council was very, very nervous, so much so that the usual meditation-and-releasing-emotions-into-the-Force shtick had failed and High General Mace Windu had broken out the spotchka.

If anything called for drinks, it was discovering that your whole Order was sitting on a primed thermal detonator - well. More like a million of them.

Reccer's Notes: A bit less Crack-Treated-Seriously and a bit more Serious-Treated-Crackily. Starts out super funny, veers into heartbreaking, and then swings right back to being funny again. I love the attention to detail that makes every single character (and there are a lot) feel unique and in character even if they only get a couple lines. The Clone Commanders chat is also super fun and is a feature I've seen used before but never so well with so many characters.

Fanwork Links: your heartbeat's a countdown on AO3 and the podfic
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([personal profile] rachelmanija Jan. 15th, 2026 09:55 am)


Brom was a fantasy illustrator before he started writing his own books. They all contain spectacular color plates as well as black and white illustrations, which add a lot to the story.

Krampus opens with a prologue of the imprisoned Krampus vowing revenge on Santa Claus, then cuts to Santa Claus being chased through a trailer park by horned goblins, one of whom falls to his death when Santa escapes on his sleigh drawn by flying reindeer.

But he left his sack behind, which is promptly picked up Jesse, who just moments previously was considering suicide because he's basically a character from a country song: he's broke; his wife left him, taking their kid with her, and she's now with the town sheriff; Jesse never had the music career he wanted because of poor self-esteem and stage fright, AND he's being forced to do dangerous drug smuggling by the crime lord who runs the town with help from the sheriff. Santa's sack will provide any toy you want, but only toys; Jesse, not the sharpest knife in the drawer, uses it get his daughter every toy she's ever wanted, so now his wife thinks he stole them and the corrupt sheriff is on his ass again. And so are Krampus's band of Bellsnickles, who also want the sack because it's the key to freeing Krampus...

This book is absolutely nuts. The tone isn't as absurd as the summary might make it sound; it is often pretty funny, but it's more of a mythic fantasy meets gritty crime drama, sort of like Charles de Lint was writing in the 80s. Absolutely the best part is when Krampus finally gets to be Krampus in the modern day, spreading Yule tidings, terrorizing suburban adults, and terrifying but also delighting suburban children.

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[personal profile] cimorene: I actually was impressed enough with Francois Arnaud to go watch him in other stuff, but not enough to watch The Borgias.
[personal profile] waxjism: Would you watch some fuckass weird French Canadian arty movie? Are you willing to watch Xavier Dolan?
[personal profile] cimorene: I've heard of that, but I don't know who it is.
[personal profile] waxjism: That's what it is. French Canadian arty weird movie. I think it's blahblah from year, or year. And I think it's in French.
[personal profile] cimorene: Okay, definitely not.
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([personal profile] mallorys_camera Jan. 15th, 2026 10:44 am)


I spent rather too many hours this morning doing a statistical analysis of Daily Mail headlines and attempting to correlate them with the current state of the world.

The Big Fun!

Long ago, I decided The Daily Mail is one of the sources of the Nile. In the House of Usher, where I grew up, Moby Dick and movie magazines occupied the same status as favored reading materials.

I had to define a "headline chaos index" (looking at counts of alarmist keywords in Daily Mail headlines) and an "objective risk index" (looking at catastrophic event counts & volatility), normalize components with Z scores, & develop two potential time series—Ct (Chaos) and Rt (Risk). Then I computed a gap index and rescaled Ct and Rt to values between 1 and 10.

Like Nostradamus, Thomas Pynchon, and (I suppose) any common garden variety schizophrenic, I am always on the lookout for the secret ways the Universe reveals its underlying patterns so I can use them to make—ha, ha, ha—predictions! I'm a big fan of astrology, too, though not so much of Tarot cards (except as art) because that underlying interpretive grid is too vague. The I-Ching remains an intriguing outlier—I've never found it to be 100% wrong, though its results are too ambiguous to use as a prescriptive.

Anyway, my Apocalypse Meter exercise allowed me to dither and push off doing real work for three whole hours!

But now... Sigh.
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([personal profile] susandennis Jan. 15th, 2026 07:46 am)
I had planned to track a bunch of stuff every day. But, when my brother was here, I fell off the wagon. And now that it looks like I'll be tracking shots, body and meals, maybe I won't do the rest OR maybe I'll do it differently.

And... speaking of shots. Crickets from NovoCare. Well, not totally. I did get a request to opt into texts. Which I did. Then crickets. Because I asked my doctor to try Amazon, the request went to my insurer who declined BUT they did recommend I try NovoCare! haha So I wait.

I pulled out my Kindle Scribe for note taking at the meeting yesterday and then I volunteered to take the minutes and prepare the agenda. I scribbled in the scribe which was perfect. But I spent some time with it last night and figured out how to write with the pen quickly in a manner that I can then easily turn into text when I get home. Harriet, the committee chair, has Apple and Word so I can use Google docs, save it as Word and she'll be able to tweak it. She wants to meet this morning at 9. So there goes my day of nothing BUT I need to pick up our floor's Timber Ridge Times anyway so no biggie.

After that, I'll take the day off.

The cats finally got together in their dog bed, but they slept in their closet beds. I guess I'll move those to under the bed, too. We'll have bunk beds! Dibs on top.

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I think I need to power wash this Chromebook which in chromebook-ese means take it back to factory settings. It's an easy and fast enough thing to do. It's just getting slow-ish and it's been a long time.

But, first I need to get dressed. My pajamas are nice but not Meet Harriet nice.

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([personal profile] extrapenguin posting in [community profile] space_swap Jan. 15th, 2026 04:21 pm)
As always, works are revealed on Yuri's Night, the International Day of Human Space Flight. This year, I'm scheduling noms around a work trip! :'D

All times below are given as 24-hour times. This year, the rocket ship is launching from Paris and the CET/CEST time zone. Sign-ups and nominations may start ahead of the given time, but will close when stated.
Nominations start: Sun 25 Jan 17:00 CET (in your timezone)
Nominations end: Tue 3 Feb 17:00 CET (in your timezone | countdown)
Sign-ups start: Fri 6 Feb 17:00 CET (in your timezone)
Sign-ups end: Sun 15 Feb 17:00 CET (in your timezone | countdown)
Works due: Sun 5 Apr 17:00 CEST (in your timezone | countdown)
Works revealed: Sun 12 Apr 17:00 CEST (in your timezone | countdown)
Authors revealed: Sun 19 Apr 17:00 CEST (in your timezone | countdown)
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([personal profile] the_wanlorn Jan. 15th, 2026 10:17 am)
Challenge #3: Write a love letter to fandom. It might be to fandom in general, to a particular fandom, favourite character, anything at all.

I! Am! So! Behind!

Okay this is probably more a love-letter to having friends than it is to fandom as a whole because, uh, you know how some large percentage of anything is garbage? That is true about fandom-as-a-whole, too.

But this is not about that. This is about finding your people.

It is (unfortunately?) not an exaggeration to say that without fandom, I would have like. No friends. I have met every single friend I have through fandom in one way or another. I am, after all, essentially a recluse in real life. And, I mean, once you're out of school how do you even make friends as an adult? Who knows.

(I mean, you leave the house and do things with groups of strangers, and then sometimes strangers turn into friends. But I digress.)

This is, perhaps, curmudgeonly of me, but I find great swathes of fandom intensely annoying and/or angry-making. What can I say! People have wrong opinions and put them out there on the internet for everyone to see!

The cool thing about having friends, though, is you can use them to curate your experience. Between blocking at the drop of a hat and mostly only following friends, I have gone from an Angry Youth, getting all het up about things, to a Normal Emotions Adult, who does not see things to get het up at.

The other cool as shit thing about friends is that you can convince them to join your fandoms and then you don't have to interact with people outside of your friend gr-

Oh my god. Am I also a recluse online??? Fuck. What the fuck. I need to think about this. Post aborted for today. wtf.

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([personal profile] oursin Jan. 15th, 2026 02:54 pm)

This is being one of those weeks when I'm not sure if Mercury is in retrograde or in the opposite of retrograde, if there is an opposite.

In that some things are going unwontedly smoothly and unexpectedly well, and other things not, and plans being thwarted, etc.

E.g., further to the expeditious renewal of my library membership, I was going to boogy on down to the relevant institution to pick up my card and do a spot of light research (I think I may have copies of the books I need to look at but they are not in any of the places where I would anticipate them to be). However, it is chucking down rain in buckets, I think I will leave this until a drier day. Dangers untold and hardships unnumbered is one thing, sitting around with wet shoes in an airconditioned reading room is another.

However, in connection with the research, I remembered that Elderly Antiquarian Bookdealer/Bibliographer had mentioned to me a Person who has come up as Of Interest, and I thought I would see whether they are still around, and apparently they are at the latest report though nearly 90. And not only that, last year, why was I not told, there was published a limited edition from a small press of various of their uncollected writings, including an essay on the very person. This is something I would have bought anyway had I known it existed.

And lo and behold, I ponied up for this hardback, limited edition etc: and got a massively discounted price in their winter sale calloo callay.

On the prehensile tail, I managed to break a soup bowl at lunchtime. Fortunately not containing any soup.

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([personal profile] linaewen posting in [community profile] writethisfanfic Jan. 15th, 2026 08:46 am)
Hello on Thursday! How's the day going so far for fic? (If you haven't gotten started on your day as yet, how did yesterday go for writing fic?)

    - Excellent!
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How much time have you spent on writing fic today, roughly?

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In five words or less, how do you feel about that?


Murderbot and allies struggle to establish friendly relations with a rediscovered lost colony in time to protect them from a predatory company.


System Collapse (Murderbot, volume 7) by Martha Wells
When you initially think of Disney movies, you'll think of the classics. However, the 2010s had some highlights, including some outstanding live-action remakes.
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([personal profile] rmc28 Jan. 15th, 2026 02:01 pm)

I am currently ill with my third cold since November. This is very boring, I am blaming uni open ice on Monday with all the students returned to Cambridge from all over the world. I am trying a radical new approach of "stop working, go to bed, do nothing but rest and hydrate and breathe steam at regular intervals". Attempting to push through the last two colds this winter just led to being subpar for days on end and missing a lot of hockey practice, and I really, really don't want that again.

The one hip bruise healed up enough by Saturday night that I could return to sleeping on that side, phew; the other is still making itself known, and is going a truly remarkable range of colours. (me to [personal profile] fanf: do you want to see my epic bruise? [personal profile] fanf: absolutely not)

Our trusty Pointer standard bike (not the cargo bike) failed catastrophically in December. [personal profile] fanf took it to the bike shop for assessment: minimum £350 to repair, it cost £500 new, lo these many years ago, a new bike of similar quality would be £700 now. We thought about it for a bit, and eventually I said Vimes boots theory also applies to bikes and so we'll order the good bike and hope it lasts at least another 15 years.

Warbirds (or Tri-Base 2 I guess these days) had a game in Peterborough Saturday night, and my teammate who lives nearby kindly drove me up, and gave me the cultural experience of visiting a huge Eastern European supermarket near the rink. We lost, again, but the bench atmosphere was good, the opponents were fun to play against, and I was reasonably happy with my play.

I joked in the car about Tony buying an expensive bike as soon as I left the country, and teammate said "uh, can't you use Cycle to Work?" and it turns out yes I can, and in fact the whole process was very straightforward. So now we'll pay for this bike in ten monthly instalments from my salary which brings tax savings but is also way easier to budget. The actual bike hasn't arrived yet, which is leading to some interesting logistics around work and school and who is where with what bike, but this too shall pass.

I may, or may not, be playing a game on Saturday for the uni. It's a challenge game against UCL, with players from both Womens Blues and Huskies, but there are way more players available than needed and the roster is still not out (eh, students). I hope I can kick this cold by then; if I'm not playing I'll do game ops as usual.

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([personal profile] osprey_archer Jan. 15th, 2026 08:04 am)
Sometimes in one’s literary life one simply wants to suffer, and when this urge hits, I know where to turn: Émile Zola, the 19th century French naturalist writer who paints brutally frank pictures of people in extremis.

This time around I read Thérèse Raquin, Zola’s breakout hit which was anathemized in French literary journals as “putrid,” a “sewer.” If you’ve read any nineteenth century English or American novels, which tend to portray the entire field of French literature as a putrid sewer, you know that Théresè Raquin must be something really special.

Actually I thought Thérèse Raquin ends up pulling its punches in a way that Zola’s later novels don’t. Yes, the main characters behave abominably, but in the end they also suffer terribly for it, which has a moral neatness that you don’t necessarily find in, say, Germinal.

At the beginning of the novel, Thérèse Raquin is living a life of quiet desperation. Married to her sickly cousin Camille, she works all day in her aunt’s haberdashery, and her life seems likely to continue in exactly this dull routine for fifty years until she dies. Until one day when Camille shows up with a friend in tow: the healthy, vibrant Laurent…

Thérèse and Laurent begin a passionate affair. But when it becomes logistically impossible for the affair to continue, they hatch a plan: they’ll kill Camille! Then, after a suitable amount of time has elapsed, they’ll get married. (This is one of the great scenes of the book. They never entirely spell out that they have a plan, only comment wistfully that, after all, accidents do happen… but gazing meaningfully at each other the whole time, both knowing that accidents can be orchestrated.)

So they drown Camille on a boating expedition. No one suspects them, they wait for a year and a half, all is well.

But then they wed. And once they’re together… well… they discover that they’ve accidentally orchestrated the world’s most horrible OT3: Théresè, Laurent, and the ghost/hallucination of Camille’s drowned corpse, always with them whenever they’re alone together.

This book was apparently viewed as a horror novel in the 19th century and it retains that horrifying power: the inescapable waterlogged green corpse of Camille, which lies between Thérèse and Laurent in bed at night and floats in the corners of their bedroom and sits at the table with them whenever they’re alone.

However, this does make the novel in some ways less brutal than Zola’s later fiction. Even though Thérèse and Laurent are never arrested, they suffer unceasingly for their crime, tormented by their own minds. Zola is at pains to assure us that Théresè and Laurent definitely don’t feel remorse for their killing, that they wouldn’t care at ALL if it weren’t for the fact that they were suffering continual visions of the man they killed, but since they are suffering these continual visions and in fact kill themselves in the end in order to escape this continual torment… I mean, does it really matter if you don’t call it remorse if it works pretty much exactly like extreme remorse?

On the other hand, Zola is cruel enough to give Thérèse’s aunt a paralyzing stroke, and after she’s paralyzed and unable to speak, she realizes that her beloved niece and her niece’s equally beloved new husband in fact killed her son. Once they know that she knows, they give up all pretense and start screaming at each other about the murder every evening, and the paralyzed aunt has no choice but to sit there and listen. Nightmare fuel.

Amazing psychological horror. What a claustrophobic book. I wouldn’t call it a good time precisely, but it’s exactly the time you want if you feel like experiencing the literary equivalent of trying to claw through the wall with your bare hands.
Fandom: Star Wars
Pairings/Characters: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Rating: General Audiences
Length: 22,206 words
Creator Links: [archiveofourown.org profile] Nanaille / [tumblr.com profile] nanaille
Theme: Crack Treated Seriously

Summary: In this house we respect the Jedi Order, the Force, and our Very Holy General Kenobi (peace be upon his beard).

Obi-Wan is back on Coruscant. Wary, famished, and deeply not ready for what’s waiting.

He thought the clones would hate him. Instead?
They built shrines.
They quote his sass like scripture.
And someone really needs to stop printing stickers.

Featuring: false sightings, reverent memes, emotional breakdowns, and a commander who never stopped waiting.

Reccer's Notes: A very fun fic which mixes modern media fandom things (e.g. the clones have a kind of Discord chat), a fix-it AU (well...some things are fixed, anyway), and heartfelt feelings platonic and otherwise.

Fanwork Links: Our Radiant General (Peace Be Upon Him)
Considering this prompt by [personal profile] bimo, it did occur to me that Syril Karn’s part of the Ghorman arc in the second season of Star Wars: Andor in a way is the Mirrorverse, twisted version of a rather popular trope.

Filling the spoilery darkness with order and light )

The other days
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([personal profile] mific Jan. 15th, 2026 09:53 pm)
An interesting essay on why Connor Storrie is much more likely to get an award than Hudson Williams (if either of them does). Clarifies a number of things I'd been vaguely thinking about.

And a hockey player from the USA leagues has just come out publicly and in detail, saying his statement was partly inspired by Heated Rivalry. It's not quite that dramatic - he was partly out already (to friends and family and had been playing in LGBTQ+ clubs since 2017) but it looks like this is his first major statement on social media. He never made the NHL but used to play in the USA leagues - the intricacies of all the NHL/AHL league levels baffle me. Anyway, it seems important, and was undoubtedly made a bit easier for him by the reception of Heated Rivalry.

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By using “friction” and “reverse-engineering,” you can successfully tackle your New Year’s resolutions.


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([personal profile] poliphilo Jan. 15th, 2026 08:38 am)
 Judy is reading a time travel story which has modern day people going back to 1914- and it's annoying her that the dialogue the author gives his Georgians to speak feels really "off".

Yeah, well, but how did people speak in 1914? What's our evidence?

It's almost entirely literary. And literary dialogue has been cleaned up, tidied up, rendered, well, literary. And, anyway, we can't know whether any particular writer had a good ear for dialogue or not. 

Did anyone ever speak like Oscar Wilde's people- except, perhaps, Oscar himself? Was the speech of Irish peasants half as as colourful as the stuff Synge puts in their mouths? Going back a bit further, did Dickens's Cockneys really transpose their "v"s and "w"s and if so when did they stop?

And how did people cuss during the Great War? Someone a while back was protesting that is was wildly anachronistic to have soldiers saying "fuck" in the movie 1917- and it piqued my interest, so I dug. Turns out they certainly did- all the fucking time- only you wouldn't know it from most of the contemporary novels, memoirs and plays.

Accuracy bows before good manners. It does in our time too. Stick a microphone in front of someone's face and they'll start minding their "p"s and "q"s. There's a lot more casual casual racism (the taboo of our times) in the speech of the streets than shows up in the record that will be available to our grand kids....
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([personal profile] silver_chipmunk Jan. 15th, 2026 12:21 am)
Got up this morning at 10:00 and had breakfast and coffee. Then I showered and washed my hair.

Then I did the final packing for Arisia. First I tried to print out my "things to do" list but my computer wasn't communicating with the printer, so I didn't take the time to try and fix it, I just closed the computer and packed it. Then I packed my meds and everything that needed packing, and put down plenty of food and two big bowls of water for Oreo, and fed the turtle a large helping, and then I headed out to [personal profile] mashfanficchick's.

I took the 20 bus to the 48 and then went to zer place and dropped off my luggage. Then we went to pick up something first, then I went to Dunkin' Donuts and got a drink while ze got zer nails done.

Then we went for sushi for lunch. We went back after that to the apartment and started getting ready to leave tomorrow.

Finally I set up my computer and Teamed the FWiB til 8:00 when I went to my gaming group.

The Discord was going so badly I switched to using my phone. Then I restarted the computer, and, with nothing else running, tried Discord again, and then it worked erfectly for the rest of the game. So I guess that's what I have to do from now. We'll see next week,

[personal profile] mashfanficchick did laundry, and packed zer bags, and then we had dinner.

And now we are just hanging out, and tomorrow we get up and head to Boston! Yay!

Gratitude List:

1. The FWiB.

2. [personal profile] mashfanficchick

3. Sushi lunch.

4. My gaming group.

5. Arisia tomorrow.

6. The cold has pretty much gone away.
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([personal profile] torachan Jan. 14th, 2026 09:49 pm)
1. We have been wanting to do a weekday trip to Universal Studios, but like Knott's, they have really limited hours during the off season and right now they close at 6pm on weekdays, which means dinner is not really doable due to traffic, so I'd suggested going for lunch today since I didn't have anything time sensitive at work until three, but the forecast was sunny and 80 degrees, so we decided to pass lol.

Instead we decided to get lunch from a place in Gardena we'd heard about recently from youtube (which Carla actually tried out herself last month and liked) and then she'd do some shopping while I went in to work. So we did that and had a delicious lunch of teriyaki chicken and beef with a Chinese chicken salad on the side, but when she semi-jokingly brought up going to Disneyland for dinner since we were already halfway there, I checked and there was availability, so we ended up doing that as well after work and had a very nice dinner down there, too. (And since the sun was down by the time we got there, the temps had gone way down.)

2. I'm getting my tattoo tomorrow! The appointment is for 2pm, so I'm going in to work in the morning and then heading over there straight from work.

3. Yet another cat getting cozy in Carla's new suitcase lol.

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([personal profile] torachan Jan. 14th, 2026 09:35 pm)
We weren't planning a mid-week trip but Carla came down to Gardena with me today so we could go to lunch and she could do some shopping while I was at work, and she semi-jokingly suggested going to Disneyland for dinner afterwards, and when I checked there was full availability for both parks, so since we were already halfway there I figured why not?

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([personal profile] mecurtin Jan. 14th, 2026 11:17 pm)
Purrcy and I woke up together and he was *super* adorable and loving and everything a cat should be in the morning.

Purrcy the tuxedo tabby sits fuzzily on red blankets, eyes closed blissfully. His paws are stretched over the edge of the bed to tread lightly in the air, a bit of petting hand is just visible at the edge of the picture.




My list of 2026 books continues!

#5 A Drop of Corruption by Robert Jackson Bennett, re-read.

Really 4.5 stars, rounded up. It's got so many things I love: bio-based tech, the struggle against the human tendency to bend at the knee, disaster bisexual protagonist! But the big plot revelation undercuts the point Bennett is trying to make, because
spoilerthe super-cunning antagonist is actual royal, when real royalty is mid. You can't raise someone to be super-smart unless you can pick parents who are above average and then have them raised by people who can give them intellectual cultural capital.


The struggle Din has, between feeling that only fighting at the Wall matters versus "mere" Justice work, seems to me odd because I'm so used to thinking of justice work as being part of a very large, nationwide, group effort. As it must be! the efforts of Ana (who Din is starting to see clearly) to Watch the Watchmen will only be effective if the potentially corrupt curb stay their hands *knowing* they may be watched. You can't police every action, you *have* to get people to police themselves.

In any event, this is a super thoughtful work in a thoughtful series, not just a Nero Wolf-like mystery but also an ongoing exploration of how human beings can create a society where "you are the empire".

This latest re-read was prompted by KJ Charles' goodreads review, which notes "there's something really odd about the use of exclamation marks in Ana's dialogue, I swear to God it's a reference to something that I can't put my finger on, this is driving me nuts". I re-read paying close attention, nothing came to mind at first. I now wonder if Ana gets some of her verbal tics from Bertha Cool, of Rex Stout's Cool & Lam series. "Fry me for an oyster!"

#6 To Shape a Dragon's Breath by Moniquill Blackgoose, re-read to get ready for sequel coming out Jan. 27.

This time I savored the Uncleftish Beholding quality of the science, as Blackgoose enjoys herself building a world that never had Christianity, to spread Latin & Greek as the language of learning through Europe. In fact I don't think it has had Islam, either, the Kindah seem to be talking about a god of fire like Zoroastrianism, maybe? So I think maybe this is a world with no Judaism nor any of its descendants, which is a BIG change, all right.

The thing about the world-building that really nags at me is that I know more about living on Nantucket, her "Mack Island", than she does -- my knowledge mostly coming from long experience with Block Island, another of the glacial remnants off southern New England. On the map, "Mack Is." is Nantucket, "Nack Is." is Martha's Vineyard -- which she has given a completely implausible coal mine, for AU reasons. People seem to be able to canoe between them easily, even in winter, which ... no. That's not possible, the waters are too rough, and in winter they're MUCH too cold. Even today, Block Is., the Vineyard, Nantucket will have winter days when the ferry can't run because the weather is too bad. Nantucket has the worst weather because it's the most exposed, and that means it had the worst corn harvests.

Blackgoose is a member of the Seaconck Wampanoag Tribe, who are trying to reconnect with their heritage ... but who don't, for historical reasons that are 100% NOT their fault, have the continuity of experience that other Native writers are bringing (Stephen Graham Jones, Darcie Little Badger, Caskey Russell).

#7 Grave Expectations, by Alice Bell
A humorous mystery where i actually laughed so hard at one slapstick scene Beth worried about the noise I was making! The protagonist is a mess, whiny, & needs to get a handle on her smoking & drinking, but being perpetually haunted by the ghost of your best friend and too English to actually track down what killed her (ugh, *feelings*) is at least comprehensible. She's an amateur detective who is actually amateurish, and that makes her much more believable.

#8 Displeasure Island by Alice Bell. Second in the series. It's cute enough, I'm not sure the mystery holds together, but at least by the end Claire is starting to become less whiny so I have great hopes for the future.




I have now found the perfect way to insert spoilers: using the details HTML tag! Description and examples at W3 schools here.

My explainer: in the below, replace square brackets with pointy ones to turn into code:

[details][summary]spoiler[/summary]Here's where you write all the spoilery stuff.[/details]

Cool, eh?
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([personal profile] gelliaclodiana Jan. 14th, 2026 07:09 pm)
Reading: I finished Trollope's The Warden and started Barchester Towers. It's been a while since I reread the Barchester books; I reread (some of) the Palliser novels pretty regularly but not these. My problem is that I did not remember how much I disliked Slope and everything about him, including how Trollope talks about him. Will I keep reading? Probably, but right now I feel like this is a book without any characters that I am particularly fond of, and that's not a great way to be embarking on a long novel. I know that Mr Slope will eventually meet his downfall but I'm not sure I want to hang around with these people long enough to see it come.

Watching: I subscribed to HBO Max when I re-subscribed to Disney (in order to watch the new Percy Jackson season with Spartacus) and have this finally been able to watch The Pitt. I am up to episode 5 of season 1 nd am really enjoying it! The characters are great, the medical plotlines are compelling and moving, and I feel like having the whole season take place on a single day gives everyone and everything a chance to breathe. In fact I'm going to watch a couple more episodes now.
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([personal profile] james_davis_nicoll Jan. 14th, 2026 09:59 pm)
My Outgunned game is a spy thriller of sorts. I thought it would be fun to skip the usual "characters start together, get briefed, plot their mission together" and so on, I'd start with three of the five breaking into an apartment. They are 14-year-old Diane Dean (the driver), 18-year-old Concordia Butterstein (unsanctioned intrusion and asset acquisition expert) and 70-year-old Jethro Winthrop (the smooth talking fellow who hired the other two because they offered the best value for price)

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([personal profile] troisoiseaux Jan. 14th, 2026 09:58 pm)
In War and Peace, Count Bezukhov has died, leaving - after some deathbed wrangling over multiple wills by grasping relatives - his illegitimate and bewildered son Pierre a wealthy noble, which surely will cause no one any problems. Interesting, in terms of narrative structure and the famous first line of another Tolstoy novel, that this is followed by an immediate smash cut to a different unhappy family, the Bolkonskys.

Poking along in Damon Runyon's Guys and Dolls and Other Writings; the "other writings" in this collection apparently include his 1920s-30s trial reporting, but I'm still on his 1930s-40s comedic gangster stories, which so far have universally ended with an impromptu marriage, except for the one that ended with the doll seducing and drowning the gangsters who killed her husband. I'm not sure that Runyon supports women's rights but he does support women's wrongs.

Also started another short story collection, China Miéville's Three Moments of an Explosion; I'm two stories in, both of which have had the feel (which I'm really liking so far!) of picking up a concept— a future where brand logos can be coded into "the mottle and decay of subtly gene-tweaked decomposition" (or detonation, per the titular flash fiction), or long-melted icebergs return to float over London while coral blooms across Brussels— and turning it around to see the way light reflects off of its different facets, and only just long enough to see each different flash of light.
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([personal profile] hannah Jan. 14th, 2026 09:48 pm)
Today I learned a photo-scanning app has a number of embedded ads that show up after a certain number of photos, exhorting you to buy a subscription rather than keep using the free version. You can't skip them, either. It left a bad taste in my mouth. What made the taste worse was finding out you can't just delete your account: you need to send the company a request to do that.

For an app designed to scan photographs to convert physical media into digital information, all the better to easily share some photographs from the Twentieth Century. I'd have thought that the added bonuses from a paid account would be enough to entice some purchases, and they try to get your money even while using the bare-bones, no-frills version that's fairly limited in scope and capabilities. While you're already using it.

It's further cemented my position to generally avoid apps on principle. That principle being "I don't have time for bullshit."
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