toward summer the young goldfinches
flutter down through the day for the first time
to find themselves among fallen petals
cradling their day's colors in the day's shadows
of the garden beside the old house
after a cold spring with no rain
not a sound comes from the empty village
as I stand eating the black cherries
from the loaded branches above me
saying to myself Remember this
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Also, I meant to say re: the utilities that you are all the best and I absolutely love you :)
(Still need to call National Grid and still don't wanna.)
It's been ages since the last time I played, and I'd forgotten just how much I love it. It's so helpful if I want to turn off my brain for a little while. I can't believe it's been over a decade since it was first released.
Many many pictures.
Also, more protests yet to come, apparently, with ones scheduled for Oxford and Cambridge.
In which the Bishop of Durham orders two drag kings to parade around two churches for six days, 1417
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Matilda Burgh and Margaret Ushar were ordered to do this penance after they dressed as men to visit the shrine of Cuthbert, one of England's most popular saints (defo Top Five), because the Bishops of Durham had literally built a misogynist blue line of exclusion into the ground around the shrine and only men were supposed to enter. There's more. The women's employer's wife, Mrs Baxter, who was accused of aiding and abetting the "crime" of female pilgrimage to a saint's shrine, disobeyed the Bishop's order to attend his ecclesiastical court and also disobeyed his order for her to attend the drag king parades because she claimed having twins to look after made her too tired ("& uxor prædicti Petri fic eſt fatigata cum duobus gemellis quod honeſte non poteſt comparere"). Clearly I love this entire escapade, although I did feel mild sympathy for the parish chaplain who had to deal with these three ungovernable women and an out-of-touch Bishop, lol.
( Sources in English and Latin. )
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https://www.theguardian.com/society/2025/apr/20/the-whole-policy-is-wrong-rebellion-among-labour-mps-grows-over-5bn-benefits-cut
(If you have a non-Labour MP, hassle them too and see if they can be persuaded to do something vaguely useful.)
your false skins gathering light in a basket,
those skins of unpolished copper,
would you have lived more greatly?
Now you are free of that metallic coating,
a broken hull of parchment,
the dried petals of a lily—
those who have not loved you
will not know differently.
But you are green fading into yellow—
how deceptive you have been.
Once I played the cithara,
fingers chafing against each note.
Once I worked the loom,
cast the shuttle through the warp.
Once I scrubbed the tiles
deep in the tub of Alejandro.
Now I try to deciper you.
Beyond the village, within a cloud
of wild cacao and tamarind,
they chant your tale, how you,
most common of your kind,
make the great warrior-men cry
but a woman can unravel you.
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So, due to a combination of things hitting at once we're overdue on both the electric and gas bills
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I'm pretty sure that they legally can't actually shut us off until May 15th, and once we get the tax refund we can pay the entire past due bills... but there's no promise we will get that refund by that date, and I would be surprised if we do. I don't want to go a week without lights and hot water, or a fridge and stove.
I'm reasonably certain that if we pay even half the past due now, we can talk them into waiting for that refund. The entire total is something like $6k... I'm a little scared to look again, honestly. I just sorta glanced at the bills in horror.
I've got paypal and venmo, which is posted here, or if you can't see that and can and want to help out you can PM me. We can absolutely pay back (or forward!) as soon as that refund comes in. I know how much the refund is, it will cover these bills.
(I've also been sitting on posting this for a few days, so I better get it out before I chicken out again!)
Me: I don't know why I'm so tired.
Friend: You have a lot going on, and also the Fascism.
Me: ... Yeah that would do it.
Mom was briefly in the hospital with a UTI, her vitals were stable, but she still had to ham it up, "WHY are you asking about my HEALTH INSURANCE? Can't you SEE I am on my DEATH BED?!"
I have a doctor's appointment on Tuesday morning and I am going to ask him about anti-anxiety meds. (I'm on some mild anti-depressants but the anti-anxiety could be nice.) I am trying to deal with the capitalism in my brain scolding me about all the things I am behind on when in fact I do a lot and have more than earned a break.
I hope all of you are as safe as can be. Don't let the bastards grind you down.
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- Happy dyed potato day to everyone who celebrates! And for all my neighbours voting in the next couple of weeks, for all our sakes please choose a ticky box as unlike Badenoch / Sunak / Truss / Johnson as possible, thank you. P.S. remember that the potatoes who dyed for our sins are edible unless fertilized when they become treyf. Dark chocolate eggs are safer as they're always both unfertilised and unleavened! ;-)
- Birb log: when I put food out this week I only got half the numbers of birbs feeding at any moment because half of each pair is now on the nest until shift change, so even those birbs who are paired for the rest of the year are temporarily eating alone.
- Potentially improving everybody's habitat: honestly don't know where this last week went.... 13-19. Biologging. Deleting spree on mobile to clear storage. (And keeping up with regular household tasks but not improvements, lol.)
- Writing: I did commit a few prompt acts of versification.
( Lakes, bananas, laboured rhymes, and lock keys. )
Dorothy Wright, 1962-2010
My friend Dorothy died last week, apparently a suicide. Born in
I met her in 1982 near the start of the fall semester at UNC-Chapel Hill, when she transferred there from Northwestern. She showed up at a meeting of either the science fiction club or the astronomy club, wearing a Narnia button. By the end of the semester we were dating, and soon I asked her to marry me. We were engaged for about two years, but it didn’t last. We broke up as a couple for good in the fall of 1985. That was her decision. Those two years and that awful sundering were more influential to the course of my life than anything else that happened in it up to the birth of my children.
She was intense, vibrant, and interested in everything. I loved science fiction and science, and so did she, but she also loved, and helped to introduce me to, theater, poetry, and classical music. Being with her and around her family – father from England and mother from New Zealand – made me feel more intensely alive and a part of the world than anything else: more than leaving home, more than being at a large university, more than getting to know the many writers and artists and fellow fans that I began to meet around that time through my involvement with the SF community.
It’s not possible in a few paragraphs to describe the intensity of that time or of her, or to summarize the many years of long-distance friendship that followed. She wasn’t perfect. She craved attention and longed to be part of a larger group, and was willing to sacrifice personal relationships to that longing. But I don’t think she ever found a group that she could belong to for more than a few years before she either moved on or was, basically, asked to leave. She could be jealous, envious, and paranoid, features not conducive to healthy group or personal dynamics. That didn’t matter to me. I loved her unconditionally. I don’t know how long I could have held on if we’d stayed together. Her intensity would have eventually, I’m sure, driven me away. She held on until April 19. I’m saddened beyond measure that my luminous, mercurial, exasperating friend is gone. She helped me become me, and so will always be a part of me. And I will always miss her. A paradox. Nothing could be more appropriate for Dorothy.
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I finished my fourth Dragon Age: The Veilguard playthrough last night, so I think that I'm going to pick back up with my fifth one (which is in Act 2 right now) for a bit and then maybe switch to Baldur's Gate 3. D&D is cancelled again tonight because it's the DM's spouse's birthday, so I can properly settle in to play for hours which is something I haven't had the time to do in ages.
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- Friday's Five is loving and giving.
I. Who was your first crush?
I don't think I've ever had a "crush" in the conventional sense, not even on a fictional character, so my first crushing love was probably London Underground, lol. I've never had to commute by tube and have therefore preserved my first love, which I encountered before crushes at gigs. I love the cooperative behaviours of regular tube travellers, and the architecture + art of the stations (and Poems on the Underground), and the well-planned convenience of routes and ticketing, and THAT map, and so much more. Of course, it helps that my first love was a 20th century phenomenon - I might not be so enamoured after decades of intentional Conservative dismantling of public transport. And, let's be honest, wooden escalators were a mind-bending trip into past history even in when I was young. Mornington Crescent!
II. Are you an introvert or an extrovert?
Yes, both, and neither. I have more love for people than energy for companionable behaviours, but I also enjoy my own company.
III. What is your favourite non-sexual thing you like to do with the love of your life?
Eat, with everyone I love or even like. Almost all human relationships benefit from shared preparation and consumption of sustenance ime (which is an additional reason why health problems impacting on that can be socially and personally devastating).
IV. What is one quirky habit your partner does that either annoys you or makes you grin?
"your partner" o_O
V. Do you believe in monogamous relationships?
I mean, I believe some people choose to make them exist although even then serial monogamy seems to be more common than actual monogamy. I also believe polyandrous relationships exist &c. The whole idea of confining oneself to one all-important relationship at the expense of all others is not a psychologically healthy development imo and smacks of isolation from community to me. I think it's a good idea to raise children in stable environments but it takes a village to raise a child.
VI. So, are y'all crushed introverts/extroverts who like non-sexual things with quirks and believe in only one wife?
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Me: *opens the door* there. Go. Shit.
Mom: CRANTZ
Me: It's okay, I was saying it to the cat
Mom: She's a good Christian cat!
Me: She really isn't
I need to do a deep clean in my room. Debating watching The Harlow Murder Club with Elly instead. We thought it was an episodic murder mystery but goddamnit it's a four episode season over an overarching plot. We need to finish it before the month is up so I don't have to pay for another month of bbc select.
I've been walking again now that the weather doesn't want to kill me and I forgot how good it was for my brain. Probably the only point I didn't want to throw myself off a ravine yesterday was the walk.
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And that led me to this thread and the corresponding subthread where he really just gets into it with me, for no fucking reason, on the subject of "no mass produced book series marketed towards children would depict homosexuality in 1997-2007. No publisher would take it on".
This is a factually untrue statement, and I have the booklists to prove it. I'm not saying these books were necessarily available to every kid who might reasonably have wanted to read them, but to say they didn't exist at all? I bought some of them from Scholastic book forms! Bruce Coville? He's a big name! The Skull of Truth came out in 1997! Norma Klein? She's a big name! People absolutely heard of her who read realistic YA fiction. Francesca Lia Block? I never read her, but I had heard about her, I knew people who read her books, I knew her books touched on homosexuality. But here he is, arguing with me about it! Why are we arguing about something so absurd?
At least I figured out why this is bugging me, and if I get another reply I will tell him. When he claims that these books did not exist, that no mainstream publisher would have printed any of them, that no mainstream bookseller would have stocked them in the children's or teens sections, he's buying into the bullshit queerphobic narrative that before X date, everything was hunky-dory and those people either a. didn't exist or b. were happily closeted.
In the a version of this narrative, things were better then, and it is all this publicity that makes people think they're LGBTQ. In the b version, things are immeasurably better now and all those LGBTQ people should just stfu already and be grateful. And key to either version is erasing the proof that it's just not true*.
And part of that proof is juvenile fiction published by mainstream publishers in the dark days of the 20th century that involve LGBTQ themes.
FFS, it's like another flavor of "Women didn't write sci-fi until yesterday" and yes we did. Don't fucking devalue their very real difficulties in getting published and staying published by saying they didn't exist at all.
(And if you're about to tell me that I grew up in a socially progressive part of the country, I know! But according to his claims, so did he, with a liberal family and a bookseller uncle to boot. If he never heard of a single YA book with LGBTQ themes at that age, I imagine that must be because he didn't ask anybody or look very hard. I didn't ask anybody or look very hard either, and I still bumped into them just, like, on the shelves! Neither of us was growing up in a Fundiegelical hellhole, so.)
Note: I would've asked him if he'd ever heard of Heather Has Two Mommies, but that turns out to have been printed by an indie publisher after all. I never woulda thunkit after all the press it got!
* It is measurably better now in some aspects. The important thing is that the past does not just get uniformly more queerphobic the further back you go, and in a way that maps perfectly onto modern bigotry.
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ETA: if anyone wants to rage-donate, off the top of my head here are some ideas:
https://transsafety.network/
https://transkidsdeservebetter.org/
https://transaid.cymru/
https://genderedintelligence.co.uk/
https://www.gofundme.com/f/london-trans-pride-2025
https://www.stonewall.org.uk/
https://mermaidsuk.org.uk/
https://lgbtiqoutside.org/
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As in "He said gave consent for the procedure" or "My professor said gave me an F".
A search for this was productive, if mildly frustrating - there's a lot of other reasons for those words to appear next to each other, but it definitely does seem to appear in the sense I saw more often than you'd expect for a speaker error.
You can see some examples at the following places:
Also, it does not matter if they said gave consent in the past for the same action. Consent is about the here-and-now.
An attorney (or firm) can be relieved of the duties owed to previously clients is said give consent (in writing) to do so. (This one is so odd I'm not sure it isn't an error.)
Nebraska's Matt Rhule said gave an update on the status of Dylan Raiola....
My instructor said gave me an F
Dr. David Persse said gave an update on what wastewater showed
"Said gave"
Of course, there's always the possibility that these are all just disfluencies, but it doesn't seem likely...?
What I Just Finished Reading
Lots of fiction: Death in the Spires by K.J. Charles (
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Lots of nonfiction: Kraken: The Curious, Exciting, and Slightly Disturbing Science of Squid, by Wendy Williams, which was pretty fascinating, The Last Days of the Dinosaurs: An Asteroid, Extinction, and the Beginning of Our World, by Riley Black, which was awesome, and Your Face Belongs to Us: A Secretive Startup's Quest to End Privacy as We Know It, by Kashmir Hill, which was

absolutely TERRIFYING and has me ready to delete my Facebook just as soon as I finish pulling off family photos. YIKES.
What I Am Currently Reading
Fourteen Days, by a whole lot of people but edited by Margaret Atwood; linked pandemic stories.
What I Am Reading Next
Kindle Unlimited made me an offer I couldn't refuse, so Fourth Wing, for a Goodreads Romantasy challenge which I've been ignoring all this time because romantasy is so not my thing. But those nonfiction books recently have been INTENSE, and I need a break!
Question of the Day: Do you have a favorite musical genre? In addition to movie soundtracks, which I adore, I also love jazz - in fact we are going to a live jazz performance tomorrow night.
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Readalong intro: https://spiralsheep.dreamwidth.org/662515.html
- I got a printed "Loans summary" from a library, with a concerning final item, lol....
"Outstanding charges: 0.00 GBP
Overdue: 0
Reservation(s) to collect: 0
Total item(s) on loan: 3
Name: Bad influence"
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
- Reading: 45 books to 16 April 2025.
43. 2024 Wainwright Prize for Nature Writing winner Late Light, The Secret Wonders of a Disappearing World, by Michael Malay, which is mostly four extended essays about four species of animal found in the UK (eel, moth, mussel, cricket) with more general top and tail chapters at each end. The writing is meditative and expansive but also melancholy and inevitably downbeat as it's tracking declining populations in reducing habitats. It deserved the award wins for both the prose and the content imo.
44. Between Britain by Alastair Moffat, which is a book of popular historical and cultural anecdotes strung on the thread of walks along the Scottish / English border from coast to coast. The author's easy going attitude and readable prose seems to have overcome my reading ennui, which is funny because I only chose this as it needs to return to the library. I've ordered another book by Moffat, of Arthuriana, and put a third on my library list for maybe later, about the Roman Walls in what is now Scotland.
pg175: "[...] on the Scottish side the Duke of Roxburgh showed how powerful and influential he could be. The area of Wark Common he claimed lay on the English side of the border. So he had the border moved. And the deep ditch was dug for the avoidance of any doubt."
pg185: "I could find no visible trace of St Ethelreda's Chapel, not one stone left standing upon another. All that remained was a change in vegetation in one place, a large patch of nettles and other weeds instead of grass. Perhaps that was all there was, the ghost of a church of an ancient, half-forgotten saint, lost in the windswept hills."
There was so much dialogue that I've never encountered before. Even with characters who I've frequently had together in my party in previous playthroughs, I was getting to conversations that I never heard in previous ones. There's just so much potential banter that's never played for me because I didn't have two specific characters in the party together for long enough, and it was lovely to hear it all. And I'm sure there's still more banter that I've missed that's only available earlier in the game.
( Nothing really spoilery, but under the cut to be safe. )
It definitely makes some of the potential choices in the game even more bittersweet, hearing just how close some of the team members are to each other based on their conversations and teasing of each other.