D.O.P.-T.
Various Links 12/7 - 12/13
~ Cate Blanchett in a suit - photo
~ Halle Bailey looking like a real life barbie doll - photos
~ James Stewart and Hedy Lamarr in COME LIVE WITH ME (1941) - gif set
~ Narnia: The Magician's Nephew in production - wiki link
~ let's talk about Emperor Palpatine's last week leading up to the conclusion of Episode IV - text post
~ Modern day chatelaine with tutorial - pictures and text
~ Better late than never (Saiyuki [Manga]) - fic link
~ A doctor starts seeing patients as people and taking notes - text post, poignant
~ Hellboy cosplay - video
~ Art by Science - video
一期一会
Check-In, Day 13
How did this week go for you?
I made progress (no matter how much or how little) on my intended project(s)!
0 (0.0%)
I made progress on something other than my intended project(s)!
1 (50.0%)
I had to take it easy this week! (Everyone needs a break!)
1 (50.0%)
This was not my week, but next week might be!
2 (100.0%)
This week is not yet over; I refuse to concede!
0 (0.0%)
Boots I have bought in the quest for warm and dry feet
2. Xtratuf rainboots. Fell apart within a few months catastrophically - cracks from ordinary walking that ran completely through the material which made them not waterproof. Threw them away. So sad because they were very easy to get on, very comfortable, and a fun rubber-ducky yellow.
3. Rubber boots from Hunter. Pretty OK condition but about 20% they're fine, 80% they make my feet hurt so much I cannot walk. Can't really break them in because rubber doesn't, and it's been more than a year of wearing them on and off. Almost got frostbite in them once despite wearing heavy socks and those toe warmer pads. The outside is flawless though and they are a gorgeous red colour, and being rubber they are waterproof.
4. Bean boots (unlined) in the classic rubber lower, leather upper. I just bought these. So far breaking in nicely. Kind of tough to get them on but it's improving/I'm getting better at it. The tongue is fully sewn to the upper (for waterproofing), so it can't swing fully out, and it doubles over where it's sewn, but I'm not actually getting any pain when walking around in them. I think I trust them enough to go on a few hours' hiking now.
And now since it's winter I really want another pair of lined/fleece boots. I've managed to get by, good lord, the past decade or more without snow boots, because I feel like it just doesn't snow much since I moved east. I almost never have to step over snow drifts or break trails, and I just wear sneakers. But I spend a lot of time outside and every year or so I do have an occasional outdoor day that IS very cold on the feet, and I have to flee when I feel frostbite setting in...
אַ ניקל פֿאַר זיי, אַ ניקל פֿאַר מיר
At the other end of the musical spectrum,
Thanks to lunisolar snapback, Hanukkah like every other holiday this year seems to have sprung up out of nowhere, but we managed to get hold of candles last night and tomorrow will engage in the mitzvah of last-minute cleaning the menorah.
P. S. I fell down a slight rabbit hole of Bruce Adler and now feel I have spent an evening at a Yiddish vaudeville house on the Lower East Side circa 1926.
第四年第三百三十九天
弋 yì
式, type/style (pinyin in tags)
https://www.mdbg.net/chinese/dictionary?cdqrad=56
词汇
标志, sign (pinyin in tags)
https://mandarinbean.com/new-hsk-4-word-list/
Guardian:
这也是我们守护大家的一种方式, this is another way we protect everyone
[no 标志]
Me:
她穿中式衣服的时候很漂亮。
你看得清楚那条标志吗?
Daily Check In.
How are you doing?
I am okay
8 (66.7%)
I am not okay, but don't need help right now
4 (33.3%)
I could use some help.
0 (0.0%)
How many other humans are you living with?
I am living single
6 (50.0%)
One other person
4 (33.3%)
More than one other person
2 (16.7%)
Please, talk about how things are going for you in the comments, ask for advice or help if you need it, or just discuss whatever you feel like.
AoT D13 Done!!
Near Miss
M.Y. AoT D13
uuggghhh how I do not like being myself, when I get to think about all the stupid stuff I have ended up having to write about here, because it feccing needs to be corrected. Like at least I get something to be proud of with my work here, but then how embarrassed do some people have to be that they literally put a craft person away? Like, serious, what is wrong with you? This is just insane stupidity.
At least I have something I am working at, and spend some time away from FB.
Today was not bad.. mostly a regular day, didn't spend a lot of time outside, supposedly it is snowing tonight, so I said, what a great excuse to stay in. I watched yesterday's AoT yesterday, and today's today, this morning.. I saw it and said that I should definitely do today's, and I did! I came home just a bit early, and worked on it. Now I feel in for the evening, and will likely just enjoy the internet, continuing to wonder why I bother with anything given how horrible some people are. I am so tired of stupid things that don't make any sense, origami is about the only thing that makes sense for me. I couldn't even find a second medical book that was serious at the library, and the second one was sooooo far from serious, how could I even trust the first one either? They have a third, but what's the point if people are going to write books about med students either killing people or having people kill people for cadavers just to advance medical science, and call it fact not fiction, I am not dealing with that, just more examples of how horrible everyone is. If you don't think that really happened, check out "Body of Work" by Christine Montross who is supposedly a psychiatrist now, and as best I heard, this book is called nonfiction.
National House Inn in Marshall, Michigan

For nearly 200 years, a quaint bed and breakfast in a nubilous, Halloween-obsessed small town has watched the state of Michigan grow up. The Mann's Inn opened the New Year's Eve prior to Michigan being granted statehood, hosting the first ball ever held in the town of Marshall. It had been constructed with local clay and timber, making it a point of local pride. Its business model: to host weary stagecoach travelers making the long and exhausting journey from cities like Detroit and Toronto to Chicago. For roughly a decade, it succeeded wildly in doing just that, as well as hosting miscellaneous civic functions such as county meetings.
The hotel changed with the times when the Central Railroad of Michigan, originally a doomed private rail project, was bailed out by the newly formed State of Michigan and lay tracks past the hotel on the same route the stagecoaches had taken. The National House Inn, as it had been renamed by that point, also hosted travelers on another kind of railroad. Though it was too far from the Civil War's front lines to contribute much, the town of Marshall acted decisively to protect those who arrived there escaping from slavery, even installing a secret room into the basement for them to hide in.
After the Civil War concluded, the National House Inn fell behind the very technologies which had once delivered its customers. Sleeper cars and other comforts replaced the need for hotels on the railway, and faster trains meant even those competitive opportunities were less common; why stay at a hotel when the trip would take less than a day?
As the Victorian era came to a close, the National House underwent a radical transformation. It spent the waning decades of the 19th century serving as a factory for windmills, a popular commodity in the region, as well as making other axled objects like wagons.
With a new century came new opportunities, and in 1902 the building changed hands and purpose for yet another time. From the inauguration of Theodore Roosevelt to the dawn of household computers, the National House was "Dean's Flats," a set of luxury apartments. Unfortunately, those apartments grew less and less luxurious as innovations like the air conditioner left the already-septuagenarian building behind. Bootleggers took advantage of the state of the facility, stashing liquors and other illicit substances in the secret room.
Dedicated preservationists and historians rallied to protect the building, successfully soliciting investments from the community to restore it. On the day of Thanksgiving in 1976, the National House was officially back and ready to resume serving as a cornerstone of the city of Marshall. Today, its prices sit over $200 per night - a far cry from the $2 per week it cost at its advent - but that new price includes amenities like running water, working outlets, internet access, and like any good hotel a coterie of ghosts.
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Hi, there's an active shooter situation on my campus; I'm safe and a couple of miles away. ♥
Books: Murderbot, Shadow of the Leviathan
I can see why people love Murderbot itself; it's a big old angst bucket desperately trying to pretend it isn't one. I've seen people characterize this type as an iron woobie, and it's fandom catnip.
However, I did not connect with any other part of this novella. It's so damn insubstantial. There are other characters, but they're mostly indistinguishable. There's a strong whiff of claustrophobic found family that made me DNF the one Becky Chambers book I tried, with the same element of "the one character who doesn't buy in without question is treated as an antagonist." There's some worldbuilding, but extremely thinly drawn. The prose is conversational, which can work great in a lot of cases but here just feels like one more missed opportunity to give me anything I might be interested in.
I've read a lot of pro SFF novellas over the years, and I genuinely can't think of one that felt less deserving of its length than this one. You can pack a lot of thoughts and ideas into a novella! But this didn't even try. If it'd been a third of the wordcount, I probably would have liked it pretty well.
I've heard the second and third in the series are the best, and I might try them at some point, but tbh I think I'd have better luck with the show, which at least has real actors to lend some weight and complexity to the characters.
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The Tainted Cup (2024) and A Drop of Corruption (2025) by Robert Jackson Bennett. The first two books of his Shadow of the Leviathan series, a Sherlock and Holmes riff (or possibly a Nero Wolfe and Archie riff) about an idiosyncratic middle-aged(?) female savant and her long-suffering young gay assistant solving murders in a fantasy world where basically all technology is organic in some way.
These were great fun. Bennett seems really into both cosmic horror (the "leviathans" of the series are mountain-sized monsters that crawl out of the sea and wreak havoc every wet season) and body horror (more terrible plant-related things happening to bodies than you can shake a stick at). Even when this world is running the way everyone wants, it's still so damn weird (complimentary). Augmentations that turn your skin purple and gray! Immortality treatments that stop aging and cause you to just grow forever, like an iguana! The augurs in the second book who pattern-match to such a degree that they can't handle spoken communication: A++, and they reminded me a bit of parts of Anathem.
Ana Dolabra, the foul-mouthed savant detective is far and away the best part. Her assistant Din Kol, from whose perspective the stories are written, is a real sad sack, both due to circumstances and apparently innate temperament, and sometimes that can be a bit of a drag. I also felt like his renewal of purpose in A Drop of Corruption came way too easily; it almost felt like it happened off screen.
Overall, though, these are just a great time. It sounds like Bennett is on a roll, and I can't wait for the next one.
Posting; Pinch Hit; Betas
At this time - 9pm UTC on 17 December - your Yuletide assignment must be posted (published, not a draft!) to the Yuletide collection as a complete work.
Before then, we need your help, Yuletide! We have an outstanding pinch hit (#121) for the fandoms:
SMPLive
Roughhouse SMP
Mirai SMP - XYouly
Highcraft (Web Series)
See details here. Please email us at yuletideadmin@gmail.com if you can help, and spread the word if you have friends who might be interested. This pinch hit is due at 9pm UTC on 19 December.
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So, over at /r/Englishlearning there is a weekly "What is this thing" post
Yes, Virginia, there is a pork burger. This is why I have a picture of pork burger patties on my phone, so I can post it every time somebody says that those don't exist, or that they "really" mean a breakfast sandwich or a pulled pork sandwich or a ham sandwich or a BLT.
I always want to ask these people who, I guess, don't get out much why they're so sure that anything they haven't personally heard of before must not exist. It's a big old world, but apparently, not so much for them.
(I suppose I can be forgiven for being a bit snippy this time around, I mean, given everything.)
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Rec-cember Day 13
Star Trek (2009 movie)
Lunch and Other Obscenities by
When Starfleet Academy's Housing and Accommodation Officer—whose name, according to the sign next to her door, was Diane Maza—arrived at her office the next morning, Nyota was already there, waiting.
"My roommate's a sex-crazed exhibitionist with a food phobia," Nyota told her. "You have got to reassign me."
Maza didn't react. She regarded Nyota for a moment with a coolly appraising gaze that seemed designed to silently communicate that she hadn't just seen everything, she'd seen everything plus some other shit as well, and therefore any attempt to shock a reaction out of her was doomed at the outset.



































