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Aug. 31st, 2015 12:41 pm
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Anyone remember a meta entry about the Bruce/Natasha storyline in Avengers "Age of Ultron", making the argument that it totally felt like a forced fanfic OTP? One of the listed reasons was the trope of a different character telling them how cute they are together because the chemistry isn't convincing on its own, but that's basically all I still remember. I must have gotten it from somewhere around here, but I only went through the meta community for a few weeks before becoming too overwhelmed.

Myth & Moor update

Aug. 31st, 2015 11:20 am
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Posted by Terri Windling

The gate to the woods.

I'm afraid it's going to be a few more days before I'm back in the studio, as I'm dealing with health problems again. I'll be back just as soon as I can.

While you're waiting, please check out the new publication from Hedgespoken Press: Sometimes a Wild God, featuring an exquisite and deeply mythic poem by Tom Hirons, with illustrations by Rima Staines. It is truly a work of wonder.

Sometimes a Wild God by Tom Hirons & Rima Staines

Urgent, redefined

Aug. 31st, 2015 03:00 am
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Posted by Sharky

Remote user submits a help-desk ticket over the weekend to get some software installed -- and it's flagged as urgent, reports this pilot fish who's tasked with the ticket.

"The software is a pretty standard one, and I'm sure it's already installed on her PC, but I need to confirm it," fish says. "If it isn't installed, it's a simple, quick install that will take less than five minutes.

"We get dinged if we have tickets open for more than two or three days, so first thing on Monday, I sent an email to the user, asking her to call me at her earliest convenience so we can take care of the ticket.

"A few hours later, I get her response: 'Hey, this week is really busy -- we have over 100 people visiting our facility. I'll put you on my calendar for next Monday.'

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So I saw the Man From UNCLE movie.

Aug. 31st, 2015 04:11 am
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Very brief thoughts from someone who has no familiarity with the original series -

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A season for gifts

Aug. 30th, 2015 09:31 pm
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When Tibby brings my chocolate next morning, I perceive that she already understands the consequences of last night's folly, for she looks not at all well, and is in general somewhat crestfallen. As she helps me into my peignoir, she begs my forgiveness for her sauciness and a hope that I will not inform Docket. I respond that I daresay she has already been well-scolded, and will be more careful about indulgence in strong liquors in future.

Hector catches me at the foot of the stairs to tell me that he has rebuk'd Euphemia and Tibby for their saucy conduct which is not at all how we behave in this household, and also requir'd them to apologise to Mr MacD-: for, madame, they are very fortunate that he is one more likely to put the matter down to silly girls' high spirits rather than thinking it an invitation to offer rudeness.

O, say I, 'tis the silliness usual to their age and more natural than excessive piety. Sure I have been a silly girl in my day. I cannot tell from Hector's expression whether he thinks he should politely disbelieve that I was ever so silly (indeed, I was a good deal worse, as Mr J- might testify) or whether he considers that Madame still manifests a good deal of silliness but does not think it his place to remark.

Besides, I say, there is a certain liberty that goes with the season.

I am of course oblig'd to go to church for the Christmas service. As I leave, Mr G- somewhat presuming expresses surprize that my guest has not come to church: I reply that as my husband's friend Mr MacD- is a Scot, he considers the Anglican rites next thing to Papistickal practices. (For I do not think it prudent to mention that Sandy is a freethinker.)

I have succeeded in my insistence that the whole household should partake together of the fine Christmas dinner that Seraphine and Euphemia have prepared. There is a goose, a sirloin of beef, a saddle of mutton, some venison very kindly sent by Lord G- R-, an excellent ham, as well as many dishes of vegetables and relishes. There is also wine, tho' I am pleas'd to observe the girls treating this very cautious. Removed with a plum pudding, mince-pies and other dainties.

We are about to proceed to dessert and the traditional snapdragon, when Hector rises and desires to make a toast to their kind and generous mistress, at which I am both extreme embarrass'd and mov'd to tears. I do not think my response a great feat of oratory but I hope it conveys my great gratitude for their constant loyalty. It is a relief to move on to snapdragon.

The following day is of course the one on which, by custom, good service is recompens'd, and indeed there are a deal of tradespeople we have dealt with over the past months coming to the door throughout the day in expectation of reward.

Sandy goes to visit Mr G-, and I remind him that he is a dour Calvinist, which he says will be no trouble to enact from having spent so many hours in the Kirk during his earlier years.

I gather the household in my parlour to distribute their boxes, which indeed this year I have taken particular thought over. For Hector, Phoebe and Seraphine, I have purchased and had inscribed watches. For the girls, besides the usual dress length, I have given in addition something more personal: for Tibby a volume of fashion-plates, for Euphemia a work on kitchen matters, and for Prue a fine Bible for her own use. For Roberts, Sandy has obtained for me a fine book on gardens, with engravings, since Sandy has told me that while they mended the fountain, Roberts was most interested to hear about the fine gardens he saw while a tutor on the Grand Tour. To Ajax I present a good supply of fine tobacco and several pipes.

Indeed it is most gratifying to see what pleasure these gifts bring.

But I find myself missing my dear loves somewhat desperate, tho' I am sure that they are happy and much occupi'd among their family and I would not at all desire that they should be troubl'd about me.

August Bank Holiday

Aug. 31st, 2015 08:50 am
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Bank Holiday Monday and it's raining hard. I love this climate - rain and soft grey skies and green. (This is completely sincere - sarcasm mode is temporarily switched off.)

I'm going to see The Minions at 12.40pm but there is nothing else on the to-do list. I think naps might happen later as I am still so unreasonably tired.

free toesssss *__*

Aug. 31st, 2015 10:29 am
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While anyone hockey-inclined probably read that title as a typo of some sorts relating to Jonathan Toews - my fingers actually automatically typed 'toews', which surprises no one - I am, in fact, talking about my actual toes!

I have spent the past 9 days traipsing around London and Edinburgh (with the awesome [livejournal.com profile] sabra_n in a pair of boots, which I thought were comfortable when I bought them this winter? But I guess I must not have walked around in them at all, for it took barely 24 hours of admittedly hardcore full-on-tourist walking for my toes to rise up in rebellion and cry: NO MORE.

Of course, my toes had no actual choice in the matter, and so, scuffed and bruised, remained imprisoned for the rest of the week, until this morning, when they were finally reunited with their good friends, my sandals. if I had the time I would compose an Ode to Sandals. In rhymes, and probably some kind of fancy verse.

Anyway, the trip was great. Over the course of five days at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, we went to 24 shows, a combination of comedy and improv and musicals (and improv comedy musicals!) and theater and dance and... weird stuff. I hope to write a more in depth write-up of the trip later when I am not... at work.

Seeing as hockey is a not-entirely-to-say-the-least-happy-place for me right now, I downloaded a of optional reading material, the only one of which I actually ended up reading was this highly recommended hockey/kink original novel, which, hockey people who are into kink, read it :D

...and then the rest of the time I read Fast and Furious fic - for which I've left zero feedback so far, but I will, it was all super awesome -


dum dum dum

for the first time ever


Yes, somehow I have managed to be in fandom since 1998 without ever having read a single due South fic, and what's more, without knowing what was the canon explanation for RayK replacing RayV in the show lololololol wow. That's just - amazing.

Anyway, [livejournal.com profile] sabra_n gave me a crash course and some recs, so I read Chicago's Most Wanted, and have started reading just a few others. It's so weird reading all these fics from like, 2003, both with regards to style, and tropes, and even the technology, with their most sophisticated piece of tech being at best a palm pilot.

I don't see myself going all in, but it's really nice to have some of these fics to dig into. So: I can find rec lists and such, but if any of you have any particular dS favorites, do feel free to share :-)

Daily Happiness

Aug. 30th, 2015 11:30 pm
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1. Even with the translation of doom going on, I still managed to get Gunjo done before the end of the month.

2. With Carla out of town, I get the bed to myself for three whole weeks! It's pretty nice.

3. Day off tomorrow! I have to go in for a couple hours, but I'm not going in until late morning/midday, so I still get to sleep in and not rush.

Monday 31/08/2015

Aug. 31st, 2015 08:11 am
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1) Woke up with boyfriend snuggled close to me. It's strange, I didn't wake up once during the night... It's because he is lying next to me, I guess... ^^  Also, yay early morning cuddles! :-)

2) Someone is coming over for my bathroom this evening. Just checking it out and seeing what can be done and how much it is going to cost me.

3) Boyfriend is coming over for dinner and doesn't have to go home afterwards.

Alex Vause by petitehoneybee (SFW)

Aug. 31st, 2015 05:56 pm
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Fandom: Orange is the new black
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Alex Vause
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: traditional art - drawing
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: Petitehoneybee on DA
Why this piece is awesome: Ending this month of OITNB with a great drawing of the gorgeous Alex. Love the detail in her hair and tattoo, and the texture of the shirt. An excellent likeness as well (I always comment about that as I'm crap at likenesses!)  Enlarge for all the details. 
Link: Alex Vause

Just a Bite

Aug. 31st, 2015 01:45 am
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Posted by BrambleOnThorn


Banana's aren't what they used to be

Words: 324, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Elastic Heart

Aug. 31st, 2015 01:36 am
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Posted by TheRavenLady


Bucky Barnes is finally home, and he is finally safe. Of course, things don't exactly go back to normal as soon as he comes through the door. They're got a lot of work to do, and a lot of damage to repair. Luckily, Steve's on his side- and maybe things aren't so bad, after all.

Words: 2761, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

spnfic: the game of god, 3/16

Aug. 31st, 2015 12:38 am
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Title: The Game of God, 3/16
Author: Seperis
Series: Down to Agincourt, Book 4
Codes: Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17/Explicit
Summary: You can't win a war for humanity by sacrificing all of your own.
Author Notes: Thanks to nrrrdygrrrl and scynneh for beta services, with advice from Tkodami and MollyC.
Story summary from a comment by Infie.
Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] bratfarrar for the series name and summary from her sonnet Harry Takes the Field.
Spoilers: Seasons 5, 6, and 7

AO3 Links for Down to Agincourt:
Series: Down to Agincourt
Book 1: Map of the World
Book 2: It's the Stars That Lie
Book 3: A Thousand Lights in Space

AO3 Links for The Game of God:
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

Comic Recommendation!

Aug. 30th, 2015 10:47 pm
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Anyone here following Marvel's Secret Wars crossover event thing? I haven't been, but I picked up the first two issues of Captain Britain and the Mighty Defenders because Faiza Hussain was on the cover, and I love her ever since she was introduced in Captain Britain and MI:13. And it's really good! I highly recommend the first two issues, which form the first story arc.


Spoilers for the first few pages of the first issue. )

Oh, I also read the Secret Wars: House of M first issue, and wasn't that fond of it. Carol was on the cover but not in the story. I might try the second issue just because it's got Wanda and her whole screwed-up family, though.
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Saturday: I spent the afternoon baking a birthday cake for [livejournal.com profile] rushthatspeaks with three layers of chocolate meringue and chocolate mousse. Gladly accepted a ride from my mother because that was not a cake that would have survived public transit. Delivered cake to Rush-That-Speaks and [livejournal.com profile] gaudior's refrigerator, where it would spend the next five and a half hours as we drove to Providence—making sure to pick up [livejournal.com profile] jinian first—and celebrated Rush's birthday dinner at Julian's. Fun fact: scallop rangoons are exactly what they sound like, only really good; less cream cheese, more scallop mousse. The avocado-wasabi purée that came underneath the smoked duck was so good, I think I just need to make it as a regular condiment. I had a drink called the Bruce Banner. Cachaça, chartreuse, basil and bitters and one other ingredient I cannot remember; in the low light it glowed a pale radioactive green and tasted, as Rush correctly diagnosed, as though it could Hulk out on you at any moment. I liked it when it was angry. For dessert we all split the gummy bear sorbet, because we were curious; the weird thing was not that it tasted exactly as advertised, the weird thing was that it was delicious while tasting exactly as advertised. Afterward we drove back across the highway, parked I have no idea where because I find Providence both non-contiguous and non-Euclidean, and walked around WaterFire for maybe forty-five minutes. The bonfires burning on the river were beautiful, the music a pleasant and unexpected combination of folk-pop in multiple languages and opera, and the grove of memorial lanterns was really amazing. We saw a person in a Pierrot costume poling a boat on the river; later we saw them listening to a body-positive punk brass band that was covering "Killing Me Softly" with more trombone than that song usually sees. After that my tolerance for breathing woodsmoke ran out right around the same time Rush maxed out on crowds and we retraced our steps to the car thanks to Jinian's navigation skills and Gaudior drove us home. Cake was eaten. We ended up watching old Sesame Street songs off YouTube, mostly the ones scored by Philip Glass. I got home and looked at too many apartment listings and melted down, which was not the fault of anyone I spent the evening with, including the smoked duck.

Today: I was so exhausted that I got nothing done in the afternoon unless you think making a sandwich is serious business, but I still managed to leave the house with [livejournal.com profile] derspatchel in time to catch the closing night of Maiden Phoenix's inaugural all-female production of The Winter's Tale. Staged outdoor at Powderhouse Park, using the powder house itself as the backdrop for Act I and the natural stage of the climbing rocks on the other side of the park for Act II. The sun set during the intermission. I keep forgetting the play is basically a Greek romance instead of a Ruritanian one, but there's the Delphic oracle just in case you weren't sure. All of the cast were good: most vivid to me were April Singley doubling as a frightened, steadfast Antigonus and an outrageously Mummerset Shepherd, Cassandra Meyer's grave Hermione with eyes like an inlaid statue giving way in the second act to a shepherd's son just clever enough to be a fool, Sarah Mass' ribbon-bedizened Autolycus alt-rocking out "Two Maids Wooing a Man" to the admiration of rustic groupies, and Juliet Bowler as a chilling and chastened Leontes. I have drunk and seen the spider. The exit-pursued-by-a-bear was done so ferally, it made me want to want to see this company take on the Bacchae. And they reconstructed the ending in two ways I agreed with, first by undoing the neatly tied loose ends of Leontes' last speech to more emotionally nuanced effect (I know it's a comedy if it ends with a wedding, Will, but not everyone needs to pair off like place settings) and by redistributing the messenger speech of the climax among the characters each set of lines pertained to, so that Leilani Ricardo's Perdita named the recognition tokens by which she was identified as her father's daughter and the ghost of Antigonus appeared for a moment to relay the long-lost story of his death and kiss his wife, Gail Shalan's staunch Paulina, once more before vanishing, like a shade from the Greek underworld. There was a dance to see all the characters out, some in the floating jackets of their costumes, some not. It was pretty great. I am looking forward to whatever this company does next.

(But I do think the Bacchae would be fun. I've never seen a female Pentheus before.)

Tonight: I am looking at this Colchian woman's diadem. That's Medea's jewelry. Or would be, if my visual template for Medea's jewelry was not the archaic golden coronets and chains worn by Maria Callas in Pasolini's amazing Medea (1969), but it's still an evocative object. This black-figure kantharos just mostly makes me think of the next door neighbors' obnoxious party two weeks ago.


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