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AO3 lawyers on the EU digital single market directive, which is one of the more readable explanations about Article 13 (now actually Article 15, just for extra confusion) I've come across.

An NPR article about Inuit parenting and the use of play and non-violence to help children learn emotional regulation. The approach makes sense to me, but working out to put even some of it into practice is hard (not least, rewriting my own ingrained habits of response).

This long interview with Lexi Alexander, one of the few women directors working in Hollywood, has lots of absolutely fascinating stuff about film technique, and an overall theme of "technical choices have societal consequences", which of course is relevant to my own field of software development. I was also struck by her reflection on being "one of the boys" without deliberately intending to do so (also relevant to my field), about what's the point of having more women leaders if they replicate the same unfairnesses as men do. I was reminded of Reni Eddo-Lodge's line in Why I'm No Longer Talking To White People About Race, "when [white feminism] has won, things will look much the same. Injustice will thrive, but there will be more women in charge of it."

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Apr. 25th, 2019 11:50 am
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You know what I love in fiction?

Sleepy mornings. Characters in their pajamas with unbrushed hair and no makeup lazily walking around. Especially if the character is someone who is usually meticulously groomed. The level of intimacy in letting someone see you just as you are.

Yeah. I like that.

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Apr. 25th, 2019 02:23 am
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Mungo and I went to Florida to help my mom sell her house there. She talked a bit about how her brother Jerry had bought the lot for $5 a month, when he was a young man, before any of them had ever been to Florida; her brother Jim had also started buying a lot, but he didn't keep up the payments. I could see she was having some feelings about outliving Jim and Jerry, and her baby brother Tom, and being too frail to winter in Florida anymore, but I'm not good with feelings. I encouraged her to let go of stuff, and Mungo and I did mighty work packing up the things she couldn't let go of, and I made sure she understood everything she was signing.

Yesterday we went to Gasparilla Island State Park to wade in the ocean. It's full of fish! I saw many ospreys catching fish, and people with fishing rods under the ospreys, and white ibises and brown pelicans. I got a little sunburn on my arms and sanded a lot of callus off my feet. Mungo swum in the ocean for the first time. We went along Banyan Street, which has a lot of banyans, and houseplants, crotons and sansevierias and monsteras and such, growing outside in the dirt like lilacs. I saw an osprey using a nesting platform that the power company had put up.

I remembered a story from when I was a little kid, though I think it must have happened at Lake Michigan, not in Florida. My grandma had blue-green flip-flops with white daisies on the toe straps. She went wading and lost one of them, and was very upset. All us cousins went looking for it, but fairly soon our parents gave up, saying that the tide had taken it and it was gone. But I kept looking. And kept looking. I was a very stubborn child. So I kept looking, until it got dark and I found it -- no! I found a rock. A flat oblong rock, just the size of the lost flip-flop, and weirdly shaped very much like a flip-flop.

Grandma was tickled. I painted the rock blue, with white daisies where the toe straps would be, and she took it home and used it as a door stop.

I thought I was magic. I believed that I had called that rock into being, by keeping the image of the flip-flop fixed in my mind, and searching for it so persistently.

• What are you reading?

I had to return Becoming, by Michelle Obama, and get back on the waitlist. Jesse, I think you can read the first two parts, "Becoming Me" and "Becoming Us", unless you are avoiding not just current political events but all political subjects. I haven't got to "Becoming More" yet.

• What did you recently finish reading?

Bad Science, by Ben Goldacre.

• What do you think you’ll read next?

The True Queen, by Zen Cho.

• What are you watching?

A Private War.

Today was beautiful

Apr. 30th, 2019 11:42 pm
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Just lovely!

But I probably should not have celebrated the arrival of good weather by going to the bookstore....


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Soooooo I really am a bit sedentary

Apr. 24th, 2019 03:26 am
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Well, sedentary with long walks because I'd always rather walk than take the bus, but still.

On the one hand, I want to exercise more for general health reasons. I don't want to end up old and find out that immobility has snuck up on me, nor do I want to discover that it's really true that being inactive increases your risk of dementia. (It's all well and good for me to assert that dementia doesn't run in my family, but that only works if I ignore my father's mother. Which I mostly do, but still. Probably I should stop doing that.)

On the other hand, I don't want to exacerbate existing joint issues, which would really suck and probably not help my old age mobility at all, especially not if that's connected to arthritis. In the past month my mother has mentioned off-hand an alarming number of relatives who were severely restricted due to arthritis at rather young ages - and that's only counting the ones who developed it in adulthood! There's at least one cousin of hers or her mother's who was apparently "totally crippled" before puberty. She can preen all she likes about how that gene seems to have skipped her, I see my sister increasingly worried and yet dodging the thought that she might already be developing arthritis. She's not even 40 yet! (She ought to go to a doctor. I think we all know that neither funds nor time is really the reason she hasn't.)

So clearly the thing to do is find some 15 or 20 minute daily exercise routine that's reasonably high intensity but isn't going to screw up my joints, at least, not more than they already are. Preferably something that can be done by somebody with no real coordination - I can't jump rope, I can't ride bikes, every day I nearly trip over my own two feet/my pants/the dogs and break my glasses.

Maybe I should just buy myself an exercise bike. When I don't need to balance, I am very unlikely to fall down. I'm not worried about myself so much as my poor glasses.
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Apr. 24th, 2019 06:33 pm
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Would y'all mind putting your emotional reactions to Avengers:Endgame under your spoiler cuts as well? Because I've been reading most of y'all long enough to know what things get you riled up, and as such end up with fairly good guesses as to the plot points/events that incited those feelings.

I'm trying to scroll past anything to do with the Avengers without reading anything, but my brain processes words as soon as they hit my eye and it's not especially successful--as soon as I realize it's the Avengers, I've already skimmed the first line or two.

I'd like to be able to read my f-list for the next few days (we have Saturday tickets). :)


(it's not one person doing it--it's multiple: I'm not calling out any specific person.)
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This is pretty fucking critical for me, as there are several characters that I have emotionally imprinted on in a very big way.

First, and most important: Does Natasha die? As the only original female Avenger, and also the emotionally compromised red-ledgered former Russian spy of my heart, I'm going to have serious problems if this happens.

Second, and only slightly less important: Does Pepper make it through this film?

Third: Gamora, Carol, Wanda, Nebula? Okoye? Janet? Hope?

Basically, is there a kill count on women in this film? Are there refrigerators?

(Don't tell me how, if they do, just tell me yes or no, and if the Women in Refrigerators trope is involved.)

I can't see it until Sunday. So.


Apr. 24th, 2019 12:12 am
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That word was in the episode title of tonight's episode of Killing Eve (The Hungry Caterpillar). Just now, I was trying to think of how to spell the word, and couldn't figure it out, even though I'm quite familiar with the word. That's unusual for me. All of the spellings I tried looked wrong to me, and they were wrong.

cater cater
pillar pillar

Dang. I was trying to spell it right, and spelled it wrong again, in spite of myself!


(How many words have silent R's in the middle like that?)

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Apr. 23rd, 2019 09:29 pm
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I have two [community profile] fluffbingo squares left to fill, but I'm blocked on both of them. I want to work on something with a little more bite, but I'm not feeling anything I've currently got going. Time to start another ambitious, plotty story that I will almost certainly never finish, y/y?

I got one of the Star Trek: Titan novels from the library. Meh. I don't know if I'll finish it or not. I grabbed it on a whim even though don't love the direction that the novels spun off once they were allowed to develop their own internal continuity. Too dark overall, with too much politics and war, with not enough goofy adventures and negative space wedgies and ethics and diplomacy to balance it all out. Mostly I just wanted something plotty and Riker-centric, but I don't think it's the thing to scratch that itch. I need to go to the used book store and see if I can find some older novels that are decent.

I want to see Endgame, but I also kind of want Endgame to be over. I'm tired of hearing about it, tired of reading about it (not even on purpose, it just appears everywhere). I'm pretty well divorced emotionally from the characters at this point, at least in a fannish way. I care about them for the space of the movie, and then I stop caring about them, which is probably where I'm going to need to be to actually enjoy this movie. I did love Carol, so I'm excited to get more of her.

Either way, I'll be avoiding the movie theaters this weekend (way too crowded for my taste), but I might try to go sometime next week. It's a long movie to see on a work night, but once it hits, avoiding spoilers is going to be tough. I already know more than I'd like to.

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Just checking. Does everybody know about "Wild Nights with Emily"?

And, relatedly, that a scholar applied moderning imaging technology to the erased parts of Emily Dickinson's letters to recover what they said, and uncovered that, contrary to Dickinson's dour, spinster, hermit-like reputation, she had a passionate, oh-so-carnal, life-long love affair with a Susan Dickinson nee Huntington? Who married Emily's brother expressly so that she could live next door to Emily for the rest of her life? Happily ever after?

See also: Behind the New, Gloriously Queer Emily Dickinson Movie.

(h/t [personal profile] conuly)
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utterly uninspired. What's everybody else cooking?


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Busy busy busy... (part 7 of n)

Apr. 23rd, 2019 08:58 am
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Darn it, I was nearly caught up, and then life did its "getting too busy for me to write about it" thing, and now I'm three weeks behind again...

The Tuesday after getting back from Thronescamp I had the fourth and final session of the Mirfield Lent Course. This one was called "Making a Rule for Life", and was loosely based around the Rule of St Benedict. Of the four speakers, I thought this was the strongest, and I also found the content easiest to engage with, although I think that's partly because it was more practical than theoretical rather than because it was better per se. I was chatting to the speaker afterwards, and he became the third person at the course to ask if I was an ordinand, which, yeah, complicated feels. Once again, singing compline afterwards was a great blessing, and although the course is now over I'm going to look for other opportunities to worship there whilst I'm living nearby.

On the Thursday of that week I had been supposed to be singing with the University Choir, but slightly annoyingly I ended up having to go for a training day in Oxford. Even more annoyingly, a course that was supposed to be a full day ended up only taking the morning (it was their first time running this version, and they'd obviously not done a practice run), so I could in theory have made it back in time. Ah well. It was nice to see Oxford, and staying in a college was pleasantly nostalgic. The chapel was open in the morning, so I found a copy of the BCP and said morning prayer before breakfast.

It was good to be back in London for the weekend, after a fortnight away with rather a lot of travelling to and fro. Saturday started with parkrun, and a quick catch up with my sister afterwards, and was then a fairly quiet day spent with [personal profile] obandsoller.

Sunday was back to being very busy again. We had a rehearsal for St John's Singers before church, and although it was a bit quiet, with only two other people turning up, that meant that we could spend it with [personal profile] smhwpf & I concentrating on helping one of our least confident singers work on her part really intensively, and it was really wonderful to see how much progress she made, both in knowledge, but more importantly, in blossoming confidence, over the course of the rehearsal. After Mass we had the ACPM, which went pretty smoothly, and with a great sigh of relief I handed over the treasurer mantle to Sam.

My friend Seph (WINODW) was in London that weekend for a Games Expo, and came over for dinner that evening. It was my first time cooking for him, which actually makes me surprisingly nervous, because I talk a lot about how much I enjoy cooking, which I then sometimes worry gives people an overinflated sense of my actual skill level. Still, it went quite well in the end - I did red onion and goat's cheese crostini, followed by roast pork belly, and both the potatoes and the crackling came out pretty damn good :) We had a good catch up natter into the evening, before I turned into a pumpkin ahead of the usual horrifically early start back to Huddersfield the next day.

Neither Passover Nor'easter.

Apr. 22nd, 2019 08:31 pm
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We don't, and therefore didn't, celebrate any of the three major holidays which fell in order. Not the start of Passover Friday night, nor any of Easter on Sunday, and not even any festivities for 4/20, despite several of our state's borders now encouraging that sort of thing.

On Saturday, we cleaned.  There's a half-bath in the cellar, which has been out of use for years except as a storage room; since we can lock it off from the cats, it's the safest place in the house from their comings and goings and leavings.  But, like most crap catchers, it acquired plenty of crap of the non-cat variety over the years, and it was time to say, No mas!  We pretty much filled our entire garbage tote with never-to-be-used again wrapping papers and boring Christmas ornaments and other assorted whatnots.  The recycling tote, of similar size, is virtually full of the boxes previously hoarding all this stuff.  Four huge racks of cassette tapes came up, to be checked for the few we haven't digitized over the years; once that's done, they, too, will hit the road.  A printer went to the town recycling center; a bunch of old kitchen things and books got marked for possible sale at a library event on an upcoming weekend; and lots of my old statements and other records from more than 3 years ago are awaiting a one-way trip to Shred City.

But there were three other things which told a more interesting tale.

I found three of Emily's old school art projects, dating from pre-K to probably late elementary school.  Here are my texts to her sending them for her reaction:

(the two above, that is....) and then I sent her this one that she'd done in pencil- not terribly well rendered even at full size, but she could make out the title:

So she did:

Did more cleaning things after that exchange, and got back to work today for multiple rounds of Mostly Frustration.  I did leave early, because I had to bring Eleanor's car in for its overnight repair.  As I was walking home, I saw I'd gotten an email from a relatively new client, who teaches at Emily's old high school. Last time we contacted each other, I thought to ask the teacher if Emily's name was familiar.

It was.  And not just to the teacher:  I got a photo of a painting Emily did back then, which still hangs on the wall outside the school library:

I asked Em if she knew it was still on display there; she said Cameron's parents see it often, since his youngest stepbrother is in school there now ("what even is time," she asked).


Eleanor's piece has now gone up on our dining room wall. Two more are ready to be picked up for future displaying, here and elsewhere.  Work may be difficult, but home is as beautiful and surprising as ever:)


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