I had a two hour phone conversation with a friend yesterday who I hadn't heard from in a couple of months. Really enjoyed taking to my friend.
I noticed a weird mistake in the House episode "Maternity" that I never noticed before. Although the episode clearly takes place over only a few days, House says it's December in the middle of the episode but at the end of the episode the dialogue between House and the obstetrician indicates it's late October!
I noticed a weird mistake in the House episode "Maternity" that I never noticed before. Although the episode clearly takes place over only a few days, House says it's December in the middle of the episode but at the end of the episode the dialogue between House and the obstetrician indicates it's late October!
Got Indian Ridge yesterday for July, I am hoping that trip pans out. That tower can be incredible in the right conditions, and miserable in the wrong ones. Crossing my fingers.
Still trying for a couple more summer lookouts. I already have: Green Ridge for May 5 (we'll call this my birthday trip), Fivemile for June 3 (possible mushroom trip), Acorn Woman for July 3-5 (possible Tyler birthday trip, we've spent the 4th here before and it's wonderful), and now Indian Ridge for July 19.
I would still like Acker for Josh (the one with the rock climbing route below it) and Gold Butte I haven't been able to scrounge up but I would love to get Josh out there on a weekend, if the road is passable (it got really badly damaged in the big fire a few years ago). If we can link it with soaking at Breightenbush, even better.
Green Ridge opens back up in March for its September dates. The first open date in Sept is our anniversary, wouldn't that be nice?
But there's always Timberline Lodge for a backup plan :) It is extra nice having showers and food and a pool and hot tub, it's closer and there's glorious hiking and we can bring our own food if we don't want to spend more than the room fee, making it almost as affordable as a lookout trip. Off-season at Timberline is a newly discovered treasure and we are so lucky to have this option.
...
I got up too early, I am sleepy and underslept. There is so much I want to do today, my day off, but I need more rest first?
I want to go to silks at noon, do my PT while I'm there, and then take my laptop to the coffee shop and try to get started on my student loan recertification. Also hire the gutter cleaner guy and also a few other admin chores.
There is so much maintenance I need to do on the website but maybe I can work on that tomorrow, after hiking or biking (I am tempted to go back to Dog?).
I want to do housework! At least the floors, but omg my poor bedroom/office/closet/bathroom situation, I can't keep neglecting it forever? I don't know how to motivate to fix this.
I need to catch up on laundry and get groceries, also. Oof, tired just thinking about all this.
I should make some dinner for Josh? He's got lunch at least - Tyler did not eat the noodles I brought for him.
Tyler and I went hiking yesterday! For the first time in forever! It was so nice! I actually felt super super good with him for the first time in a long time. He seems a little subdued. He seems somehow smaller. He always used to seem larger than life, to me. He was more affectionate than usual, sticking close and holding me from time to time. I snuggled him aggressively, he let me.
Saddle Mountain was unexpectedly closed which was SO sad, but we went to Neahkanie instead which is a lovely consolation prize. The downside is a longer drive and shorter hike with more people (there are two trailheads so lots of people take the easy/short one, so the peak gets crowded), but the day was glorious and it felt like a decent workout anyway. It's a steady 1600' climb so no picnic :) I made us all beautiful food before I left - bison flat iron steak bites, sourdough noodles with veggies, sliced cheese and apples, extra fruit and crackers for nibbles, kombucha and I made us mint hot cocoa for the top (it tasted good even though it was a warm day). There is a glorious view of the ocean on top of Neahkanie.



Afterward we drove down to Manzanita and put our toes in the icy cold Pacific and watched the sunset. Tyler bought me a latte on the way to the coast and insisted on buying us treats at a little winery for dinner. He got the little mezze plate and a rose, I got their Best Day n/a IPA, which I usually would drink on the drive home but had forgotten to bring this time - I love drinking non-alcoholic beer while driving, there's something about it that feels soooooo satisfying lol. But drinking it with Tyler sipping fancy wine next to me outside by a huge barrel firepit while watching the sky change all sorts of unspeakable shades of darker and darker blue was pretty spectacular, too. I love him so much.
I also love Josh for encouraging all of this and for loving Tyler almost as much as I do. (Tyler introduced us and has consistently been a lynchpin of our relationship. Most of my favorite moments of my life have been with these two.) Josh chatted with Tyler a bit before we left in the late morning, while I served him lunch and packed our food for the hike.
...
Work Thurs/Fri as usual, then a rare free weekend, hopefully that will entail some quality time with Josh and Cynthia and catching up on more house stuff.
...
Josh and I had the MOST FUN dancing Sunday night. 20 years ago when I used to dance at the Fez, DJ Gregarious did a night called Shut Up and Dance, every Friday. Preston and I were devoted regulars of this night. Derek was doing Shadowplay on Thursdays which I also attended but Fridays were my date night with my boy and it was always super fun. I got to know Greg a bit and he was often request-friendly. So having him at Coffin Club in any capacity makes me really happy. I talked him into doing Shut Up and Dance there a few times in recent years, and he thanked me for the encouragement. His Sunday night thing is called Now That's What I Call Goth, and is a really silly mix of new wave and 80s/90s/2000s random stuff. It's a more relaxed crowd and a fun goofy night, and Josh and I had the best time.
I danced without a bra for the first time since surgery, and only suffered a small amount for it. I wore my itty bitty sparkly purple sequin shorts and the purple handmade top that is Josh's favorite (it is a one of a kind work of art, hand felted sculpted wool and silk made by an artist in the Bay Area who no longer makes them - such a lucky find at a consignment shop next to my grocery coop). I had my Shut Up and Dance tank top over it when we got there, a) because it was SO COLD and b) because of Greg. When I went to say thank you and goodnight to him, he gave me a big hug, and his wife Elizabeth hugged me too, it was sooooooo sweet. I felt so loved. It was a good vibe all around, everyone seemed to be having a good time, even the staff.
...
Boob is still dented but healing, I don't know, trying not to stress too much over it.
I am doing an amazing job of not texting Finley before he leaves the country for three months.
I haven't reached out to Amanda yet. I know she is hurt by my withdrawal and I am afraid of hurting her more. I would like to reconnect but not on the level I know she would want. It's hard.
I want more Duncan time but I need to catch up on my own work, first.
I *really* need to do a solid, deep grief meditation, today. All the back ick thoughts are bubbling up, about how I mistreated my mother and failed her completely as a daughter and let her die in a miserable way and and and. It's bad. Also bad thoughts about the loss of my skating coach (and skating in general, a loss I also need to grieve), and my climate grief, and and and.
I also need to do some doodling and just decompress. It's time. My wings need attention but I'm not ready for that yet.
Had the most lovely sparkle party with my mardi gras ladies on Sunday, it went perfectly and I am so grateful. I was completely wiped out and exhausted and came home with $250 for the day, which is less than a usual hard day's work for me, but I am so happy that the ladies were happy, and was so uplifted and inspired by them, I am SO LUCKY to be able to do this work, I am thrilled beyond measure and it is more than enough to reward my efforts, here. They are more than worth it, I am happy.
Need to reach out to some friends I've been neglecting, eat some healthy food, okay, off I go.
Still trying for a couple more summer lookouts. I already have: Green Ridge for May 5 (we'll call this my birthday trip), Fivemile for June 3 (possible mushroom trip), Acorn Woman for July 3-5 (possible Tyler birthday trip, we've spent the 4th here before and it's wonderful), and now Indian Ridge for July 19.
I would still like Acker for Josh (the one with the rock climbing route below it) and Gold Butte I haven't been able to scrounge up but I would love to get Josh out there on a weekend, if the road is passable (it got really badly damaged in the big fire a few years ago). If we can link it with soaking at Breightenbush, even better.
Green Ridge opens back up in March for its September dates. The first open date in Sept is our anniversary, wouldn't that be nice?
But there's always Timberline Lodge for a backup plan :) It is extra nice having showers and food and a pool and hot tub, it's closer and there's glorious hiking and we can bring our own food if we don't want to spend more than the room fee, making it almost as affordable as a lookout trip. Off-season at Timberline is a newly discovered treasure and we are so lucky to have this option.
...
I got up too early, I am sleepy and underslept. There is so much I want to do today, my day off, but I need more rest first?
I want to go to silks at noon, do my PT while I'm there, and then take my laptop to the coffee shop and try to get started on my student loan recertification. Also hire the gutter cleaner guy and also a few other admin chores.
There is so much maintenance I need to do on the website but maybe I can work on that tomorrow, after hiking or biking (I am tempted to go back to Dog?).
I want to do housework! At least the floors, but omg my poor bedroom/office/closet/bathroom situation, I can't keep neglecting it forever? I don't know how to motivate to fix this.
I need to catch up on laundry and get groceries, also. Oof, tired just thinking about all this.
I should make some dinner for Josh? He's got lunch at least - Tyler did not eat the noodles I brought for him.
Tyler and I went hiking yesterday! For the first time in forever! It was so nice! I actually felt super super good with him for the first time in a long time. He seems a little subdued. He seems somehow smaller. He always used to seem larger than life, to me. He was more affectionate than usual, sticking close and holding me from time to time. I snuggled him aggressively, he let me.
Saddle Mountain was unexpectedly closed which was SO sad, but we went to Neahkanie instead which is a lovely consolation prize. The downside is a longer drive and shorter hike with more people (there are two trailheads so lots of people take the easy/short one, so the peak gets crowded), but the day was glorious and it felt like a decent workout anyway. It's a steady 1600' climb so no picnic :) I made us all beautiful food before I left - bison flat iron steak bites, sourdough noodles with veggies, sliced cheese and apples, extra fruit and crackers for nibbles, kombucha and I made us mint hot cocoa for the top (it tasted good even though it was a warm day). There is a glorious view of the ocean on top of Neahkanie.



Afterward we drove down to Manzanita and put our toes in the icy cold Pacific and watched the sunset. Tyler bought me a latte on the way to the coast and insisted on buying us treats at a little winery for dinner. He got the little mezze plate and a rose, I got their Best Day n/a IPA, which I usually would drink on the drive home but had forgotten to bring this time - I love drinking non-alcoholic beer while driving, there's something about it that feels soooooo satisfying lol. But drinking it with Tyler sipping fancy wine next to me outside by a huge barrel firepit while watching the sky change all sorts of unspeakable shades of darker and darker blue was pretty spectacular, too. I love him so much.
I also love Josh for encouraging all of this and for loving Tyler almost as much as I do. (Tyler introduced us and has consistently been a lynchpin of our relationship. Most of my favorite moments of my life have been with these two.) Josh chatted with Tyler a bit before we left in the late morning, while I served him lunch and packed our food for the hike.
...
Work Thurs/Fri as usual, then a rare free weekend, hopefully that will entail some quality time with Josh and Cynthia and catching up on more house stuff.
...
Josh and I had the MOST FUN dancing Sunday night. 20 years ago when I used to dance at the Fez, DJ Gregarious did a night called Shut Up and Dance, every Friday. Preston and I were devoted regulars of this night. Derek was doing Shadowplay on Thursdays which I also attended but Fridays were my date night with my boy and it was always super fun. I got to know Greg a bit and he was often request-friendly. So having him at Coffin Club in any capacity makes me really happy. I talked him into doing Shut Up and Dance there a few times in recent years, and he thanked me for the encouragement. His Sunday night thing is called Now That's What I Call Goth, and is a really silly mix of new wave and 80s/90s/2000s random stuff. It's a more relaxed crowd and a fun goofy night, and Josh and I had the best time.
I danced without a bra for the first time since surgery, and only suffered a small amount for it. I wore my itty bitty sparkly purple sequin shorts and the purple handmade top that is Josh's favorite (it is a one of a kind work of art, hand felted sculpted wool and silk made by an artist in the Bay Area who no longer makes them - such a lucky find at a consignment shop next to my grocery coop). I had my Shut Up and Dance tank top over it when we got there, a) because it was SO COLD and b) because of Greg. When I went to say thank you and goodnight to him, he gave me a big hug, and his wife Elizabeth hugged me too, it was sooooooo sweet. I felt so loved. It was a good vibe all around, everyone seemed to be having a good time, even the staff.
...
Boob is still dented but healing, I don't know, trying not to stress too much over it.
I am doing an amazing job of not texting Finley before he leaves the country for three months.
I haven't reached out to Amanda yet. I know she is hurt by my withdrawal and I am afraid of hurting her more. I would like to reconnect but not on the level I know she would want. It's hard.
I want more Duncan time but I need to catch up on my own work, first.
I *really* need to do a solid, deep grief meditation, today. All the back ick thoughts are bubbling up, about how I mistreated my mother and failed her completely as a daughter and let her die in a miserable way and and and. It's bad. Also bad thoughts about the loss of my skating coach (and skating in general, a loss I also need to grieve), and my climate grief, and and and.
I also need to do some doodling and just decompress. It's time. My wings need attention but I'm not ready for that yet.
Had the most lovely sparkle party with my mardi gras ladies on Sunday, it went perfectly and I am so grateful. I was completely wiped out and exhausted and came home with $250 for the day, which is less than a usual hard day's work for me, but I am so happy that the ladies were happy, and was so uplifted and inspired by them, I am SO LUCKY to be able to do this work, I am thrilled beyond measure and it is more than enough to reward my efforts, here. They are more than worth it, I am happy.
Need to reach out to some friends I've been neglecting, eat some healthy food, okay, off I go.
I think this is the last year I do
fandomtrees because like last time I didn't make as many gifts as I wanted and feel bad...
But I did write a post-canon Silksong drabble I'm quite proud of:
Silk Snare for
knave_of_swords
post-canon Lace(&Hornet) drabble
Summary: Much Silk was needed to see her sustained.
Notes: One of my favorite fannish drabbles I've written, I think it works very well.
I got pretty icons under my tree: some Hornet icons by
gimmighoulcoins and some Grian icons by
sarajayechan :D Lovely.
And I also got two other Silksong gifts recently:
Sunlight Dyed by
CrushingOnGogh
stained glass art
Summary: Hornet from Silksong, depicted in stained glass
So pretty! The lights and the colors and the shapes!
reprieve by
strifetxt
1k, Hornet & Shakra gen
Summary: Hornet, a conversation, and a musing.
Aaah the Hornet feelings <3
But I did write a post-canon Silksong drabble I'm quite proud of:
Silk Snare for
post-canon Lace(&Hornet) drabble
Summary: Much Silk was needed to see her sustained.
Notes: One of my favorite fannish drabbles I've written, I think it works very well.
I got pretty icons under my tree: some Hornet icons by
And I also got two other Silksong gifts recently:
Sunlight Dyed by
stained glass art
Summary: Hornet from Silksong, depicted in stained glass
So pretty! The lights and the colors and the shapes!
reprieve by
1k, Hornet & Shakra gen
Summary: Hornet, a conversation, and a musing.
Aaah the Hornet feelings <3
Written for
smallfandomfest prompt, ' An undercover assignment gone wrong,' from 2013
Title: One Way Out
Author: Cat Moon
Fandom: Miami Vice (tv)
Pairing/Characters: Sonny/Rico, OC
Rating/Category: R/Slash
Summary: An undercover deal goes bad, leaving Rico and Sonny only one choice: protect each other. They’re partners, it’s what they do. Sometimes, that gets out of hand and goes way over the top. The repercussions of this one will change their partnership forever.
Notes/Warnings: Inspired by the scene in the ep, "Smuggler's Blues," where Rico gets frisked and Sonny's interesting reaction to that. SA is mentioned but does not occur.
Word Count: 3848
( One Way Out )
Title: One Way Out
Author: Cat Moon
Fandom: Miami Vice (tv)
Pairing/Characters: Sonny/Rico, OC
Rating/Category: R/Slash
Summary: An undercover deal goes bad, leaving Rico and Sonny only one choice: protect each other. They’re partners, it’s what they do. Sometimes, that gets out of hand and goes way over the top. The repercussions of this one will change their partnership forever.
Notes/Warnings: Inspired by the scene in the ep, "Smuggler's Blues," where Rico gets frisked and Sonny's interesting reaction to that. SA is mentioned but does not occur.
Word Count: 3848
( One Way Out )
Bill Bryson "A Walk in the Woods" (Black Swan)

A Walk in the Woods opens with the author and his family moved back to the US, settling in New Hampshire. The author, never having attempted true, rugged hiking, becomes enamored with the idea of taking on the Appalachian Trail. This famous trail begins at Springer Mountain, Georgia and extends an astonishingly 2,000 (arguably more) miles to end in Maine at Mount Katahdin. Bryson’s journey actually begins when he finds himself and his credit card gearing up for the endeavour while also trying to lure friends from far and wide to join him on the excursion.
Katz, a former friend from childhood days in Iowa, answers the call for companionship. The reader is shocked when he appears out of shape and overweight with a dubious past – one cannot help but marvel (and giggle) at the contrast between the two men as they struggle with themselves, each other, and the famous hiking trail. Along the way, the reader meets other characters who become memorable despite their short stays; such as Chicken John the habitually lost hiker and Mary Ellen with the musical eustachian tubes. Seriously, you can’t make this stuff up.
Bryson has an uncanny knack for mixing humour with sobering facts. A Walk in the Woods finds the author blatantly honest about his own foibles, and those of others while attempting to hike the legendary Appalachian Trail. All the while he continues his commentary on deforestation, the US Parks & Wildlife service, and human ineptness in general. At 397 pages the book is more than a weekend read and may require some patience when reading through the author’s many elaborations on the danger we, as clumsy humans, pose to nature. Though the work was published in 2006 it is more relevant than ever both in consideration of climate change, as well as man’s desire to conquer even a small span of wilderness.

A Walk in the Woods opens with the author and his family moved back to the US, settling in New Hampshire. The author, never having attempted true, rugged hiking, becomes enamored with the idea of taking on the Appalachian Trail. This famous trail begins at Springer Mountain, Georgia and extends an astonishingly 2,000 (arguably more) miles to end in Maine at Mount Katahdin. Bryson’s journey actually begins when he finds himself and his credit card gearing up for the endeavour while also trying to lure friends from far and wide to join him on the excursion.
Katz, a former friend from childhood days in Iowa, answers the call for companionship. The reader is shocked when he appears out of shape and overweight with a dubious past – one cannot help but marvel (and giggle) at the contrast between the two men as they struggle with themselves, each other, and the famous hiking trail. Along the way, the reader meets other characters who become memorable despite their short stays; such as Chicken John the habitually lost hiker and Mary Ellen with the musical eustachian tubes. Seriously, you can’t make this stuff up.
Bryson has an uncanny knack for mixing humour with sobering facts. A Walk in the Woods finds the author blatantly honest about his own foibles, and those of others while attempting to hike the legendary Appalachian Trail. All the while he continues his commentary on deforestation, the US Parks & Wildlife service, and human ineptness in general. At 397 pages the book is more than a weekend read and may require some patience when reading through the author’s many elaborations on the danger we, as clumsy humans, pose to nature. Though the work was published in 2006 it is more relevant than ever both in consideration of climate change, as well as man’s desire to conquer even a small span of wilderness.
Rita Indiana "Made in Saturn" (And Other Stories)

We meet Argenis in the Havana airport--his father has sent him from the DR to detox. That doesn't go as planned, but we learn a lot about Argenis. When he makes it back to his aunt in the DR, we learn as he does.
Argenis struggles with his family history--and that is what this book is about. He is the younger and un-favored son of a former revolutionary. His parents were revolutionaries in the 60s. His father then flipped and took a position in Balaguer's government, and is now fairly high up. Argenis has little to no respect for his father, or his older brother who was a show-off as a child and is now a businessman who uses their father's connections. Argenis, meanwhile, is an artist and has attended art school. He started with cocaine before becoming hooked on heroin. Does he want to stop? It's unclear, but he DOES want to be able to function, to do his art, to not constantly be on the hunt for his next high.
As he manages to stay off the heroin, he learns more about what his parents, their friends, and his aunt went through--and about his grandmother's life as a maid--he gains some perspective. He has only ever wanted to do art. Not to perform recitations on his father's command as his brother did. Nor to use his father's connections to succeed in business--as his brother does. Yet he also finds it very sad how his grandmother--who now owns her former employers' house--still wears her maid's uniform and sleeps in her maid's room. Though she only serves herself. It seems he is ready to grow up and find a happy medium, if he can stay away from heroin.

We meet Argenis in the Havana airport--his father has sent him from the DR to detox. That doesn't go as planned, but we learn a lot about Argenis. When he makes it back to his aunt in the DR, we learn as he does.
Argenis struggles with his family history--and that is what this book is about. He is the younger and un-favored son of a former revolutionary. His parents were revolutionaries in the 60s. His father then flipped and took a position in Balaguer's government, and is now fairly high up. Argenis has little to no respect for his father, or his older brother who was a show-off as a child and is now a businessman who uses their father's connections. Argenis, meanwhile, is an artist and has attended art school. He started with cocaine before becoming hooked on heroin. Does he want to stop? It's unclear, but he DOES want to be able to function, to do his art, to not constantly be on the hunt for his next high.
As he manages to stay off the heroin, he learns more about what his parents, their friends, and his aunt went through--and about his grandmother's life as a maid--he gains some perspective. He has only ever wanted to do art. Not to perform recitations on his father's command as his brother did. Nor to use his father's connections to succeed in business--as his brother does. Yet he also finds it very sad how his grandmother--who now owns her former employers' house--still wears her maid's uniform and sleeps in her maid's room. Though she only serves herself. It seems he is ready to grow up and find a happy medium, if he can stay away from heroin.
Dreamed about folks from high school, weirdly. It's been a pretty long time since that's happened. I used to dream about Kendall all the time a decade ago, but that has basically stopped. In the dream Kendall had done some background vocals on a japanese rock/pop album that was being released and there were promotional stickers. I bought some of the stickers and she seemed pleased and maybe a little touched that I was supporting her. At some point I was in a van with a bunch of people from high school including Tara, Lauren, and Kendall. Kendall was commenting on my clothes, being a bit judgemental, saying I should dress more professionally. I had on a shirt with a print of a wolf and some autumn trees; a rather striking and beautiful print. I looked at Kendall with shock on my face, exclaiming that there was no fucking way I was gonna remove this remarkable and amazing print and if anyone else has a problem with it they can shut their soulless trap. Felt good to say that. Kendall actually seemed to be a little impressed with my confidence and she backed off. Too bad I never had that confidence back in the day.
I did not sleep much last night. Just enough to have that dream, but it was very broken sleep. This happens sometimes. Despite that I actually don't feel like complete shit this morning. Who knew.
Carter asked for 100 dollars extra for the electricity bill, which is fine. Though I asked if he noticed that I was already sending him 50 extra each month. I wonder if that came across as me acting like I didn’t want to give him the 100. Oh well. I made sure he knew it didn’t bother me and I sent it to him. It’s going to be pretty expensive the next couple of months. Next week is going to be in the teens all week. That’s unusually cold for this area and they’ve already been jacking up energy prices and putting caps on the thermostat. We have it set to 62 and they keep remotely lowering it to 60 due to strain on their system, I guess. I actually don’t have any complaints about this. I legit love a cold house (within reason). I spent the last decade in frigid winters with little to no heating so I’m used to it, I know how to dress, and I’ve come to enjoy the cold. Of course I don’t want the house to be 32 degrees, but 60 is plenty fine. I don’t even open the vent in my room so it stays five to ten degrees colder than the rest of the house. My room is on the second floor so the heat rises, anyway. Probably good for insulation and keeping the bill down. My room is currently 54 degrees. Fuckin’ love it, man. What I don’t love is when its 100 degrees. Screw that noise. Summer is hell.
I chose a doctor! Wow! First time I've had a doctor in like a decade. Now I actually have to make an appointment, augh. Augh. But I'm going to do it. I need to do some basic cancer screenings and all the other basic shit people my age are supposed to do.
I did not sleep much last night. Just enough to have that dream, but it was very broken sleep. This happens sometimes. Despite that I actually don't feel like complete shit this morning. Who knew.
Carter asked for 100 dollars extra for the electricity bill, which is fine. Though I asked if he noticed that I was already sending him 50 extra each month. I wonder if that came across as me acting like I didn’t want to give him the 100. Oh well. I made sure he knew it didn’t bother me and I sent it to him. It’s going to be pretty expensive the next couple of months. Next week is going to be in the teens all week. That’s unusually cold for this area and they’ve already been jacking up energy prices and putting caps on the thermostat. We have it set to 62 and they keep remotely lowering it to 60 due to strain on their system, I guess. I actually don’t have any complaints about this. I legit love a cold house (within reason). I spent the last decade in frigid winters with little to no heating so I’m used to it, I know how to dress, and I’ve come to enjoy the cold. Of course I don’t want the house to be 32 degrees, but 60 is plenty fine. I don’t even open the vent in my room so it stays five to ten degrees colder than the rest of the house. My room is on the second floor so the heat rises, anyway. Probably good for insulation and keeping the bill down. My room is currently 54 degrees. Fuckin’ love it, man. What I don’t love is when its 100 degrees. Screw that noise. Summer is hell.
Might be a blizzard this weekend. I'll believe it when I see it. But more reason to get my work done and shipped before this weekend, haha.
Painting a dog in a birthday hat and suit. Had on a talk by a Buddhist nun, Gen Kelsang Gomlam. She mostly talked about death and being a hospice nurse. My lunch was a large raw carrot, a chunk of unsweetened baker’s chocolate, the last of a cup of hot coffee, and a can of sardines with old bay spinkled on them.I chose a doctor! Wow! First time I've had a doctor in like a decade. Now I actually have to make an appointment, augh. Augh. But I'm going to do it. I need to do some basic cancer screenings and all the other basic shit people my age are supposed to do.
Sticker printing alternatives (updated 1/24)
Jan. 20th, 2026 10:38 amThis is old news, but Stickermule has shown their asses again by giving away free pro-ICE merchandise, so people have been scrambling for other suppliers for custom stickers. I'm thinking about ordering stickers of my art by Harmonycon. I can't keep up with a million tweets and my Bluesky feed is already scrambled, so here's what I've found:
https://www.standoutstickers.com/
https://stickerguy.com/
https://thestickybrand.com/en-ca (limited time deals page is worth looking at)
https://thestickerlad.com/home (website looks like a WIP but furry-owned. Prices are ok)
https://stickerninja.com/ (this looks like Stickermule's biggest rival)
https://unionmadestickers.com/en-ca (you can probably use them for non-union stuff lol)
https://stickerblitz.com/ (another rival with good prices)
Vograce orders from China but I've had a good experience ordering sample packs and one-off keychains from them. YMMV. It's better for physical goods. Not sure of any alternatives that let you do one-off orders.
ETA 1/17: Found some more options.
https://wiki.scumsuck.com/resources:stickers (guide on how to print your stickers at home. Lists options for scanners and paper to buy, etc.)
https://zapcreatives.com/en-us (UK based)
ETA 1/24:
https://bearandbeagle.store/ (furry-owned, worth noting because you can input a "due date" for an upcoming convention)
https://www.copybaracreations.com/contact (also furry-owned and convention-oriented, currently no TOS / quote guide but you can contact for one)
https://stickerjerk.com/
https://stickerapp.com/
https://www.stickerbunnies.com/ (I've read good experiences on Bsky, but you have to email to start instead of using an on-site form)
https://www.standoutstickers.com/
https://stickerguy.com/
https://thestickybrand.com/en-ca (limited time deals page is worth looking at)
https://thestickerlad.com/home (website looks like a WIP but furry-owned. Prices are ok)
https://stickerninja.com/ (this looks like Stickermule's biggest rival)
https://unionmadestickers.com/en-ca (you can probably use them for non-union stuff lol)
https://stickerblitz.com/ (another rival with good prices)
Vograce orders from China but I've had a good experience ordering sample packs and one-off keychains from them. YMMV. It's better for physical goods. Not sure of any alternatives that let you do one-off orders.
ETA 1/17: Found some more options.
https://wiki.scumsuck.com/resources:stickers (guide on how to print your stickers at home. Lists options for scanners and paper to buy, etc.)
https://zapcreatives.com/en-us (UK based)
ETA 1/24:
https://bearandbeagle.store/ (furry-owned, worth noting because you can input a "due date" for an upcoming convention)
https://www.copybaracreations.com/contact (also furry-owned and convention-oriented, currently no TOS / quote guide but you can contact for one)
https://stickerjerk.com/
https://stickerapp.com/
https://www.stickerbunnies.com/ (I've read good experiences on Bsky, but you have to email to start instead of using an on-site form)

Your daily laser-eyed loon, this one facing forward, determined, shooting its lasers to say "Melt Ice." (by Rin Mix)
Yesterday, as noted it was one of our colder days. It was also Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, so Shawn had the day off work. I decided to limit my activities, though I did sign up to a Discord group which is organizing around doing laundry for people who have now been stuck indoors for so long trying to wait out the gestapo occupation.
One of the things I decided to do, however, was go singing. Our hyper-local singing group decided that due to the temperature, people would start inside a coffee shop. Our organizer made sure it was okay for us to sing a little bit indoors, but since people in the Twin Cities often gather at coffee shops to do work, we kept our indoor songs to a minimum. We then braved the outdoors for a couple of rounds of various songs, including this incredible re-working of Pete Seeger's "Which Side Are You On?"
The chorous remains the same, but the verses now read:
Come all you good people
Some news to you I'll tell
Of how your loving neighbors
Have come to give ICE hell
Chorus:
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Another neighbor killed today
Oh when will this all cease?
Another mother dead, my friends
Murdered by police.
[chorus]
My mother was a feminst
And she taught me how to see
The road to ruin is paved with gold
by the patriarchy
[chorus]
So let the North Star* guide us
Back towards democracy
Reject the threats of fascists
Or we can not be free
[chorus]
Oh, neighbors, can you feel it?
Oh, tell me that you can.
Will you stay silent?
Or will you take a stand?
[chorus x2]
I found this version to be incredibly powerful and while we were standing outside the coffee shop on Snelling Avenue singing our hearts out, a car at the stoplight opened its doors. I turned, expecting the worst, but it was a beat-up Toyota and probably the window crank didn't work and so the people inside were trying to hear what we were singing/saying. They were a couple of Lantinx guys and hearing what we were singing brought HUGE SMILES to their faces. When they noticed us noticing them they gave us big thumbs up, smiles, and waves.
That reminded me that even small acts are sustaining... to the fighters and those we fight for.
I also ran into a friend of a friend who also lives in Midway, so it was really nice to actually see a familiar face while out and about.
I was also happy to see that the New York Times finally had a big article about the mutual aid efforts in today's paper.They focused exculsively on the food donattions, and again, I wish that people could see the whole huge variety of things people are doing--the scope of which is truly staggering. However, it's a good article and if you are local (or are interested in what I'm talking about),
All right, comrades. Stay warm! Stay strong!
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For those of you who might not know, the Minnesota state motto is E'toile du Nord (in French) which translates as The Star of the North. If you see protestors shouting that phrase, they are not Canadian (or French) agitators, but folks who have decided that being the star of the north means that we are leading the country in how to defend democracy.

Welcome to our fourth special round!
First of all, this round will run independently from the regular pass-it-on, which means you can still enter single icons and keep the rainbow going.
THEME: FAVOURITE(S) 2025
Show us what you loved last year - shows, movies, characters, comics, video games etc. It doesn't have to be released in 2025, just your personal favourites. You can write what you loved about them as a bonus if you want.

supernova | breyzyyin | tinny | magicrubbish | goodbyebird | picnicnic | wickedgame
♦ for this round you have to make a full set of 7 icons, 1 for each color of the rainbow (example above)
♦ post your set to the community with subject RAINBOW: username
♦ if you have any questions, ask in the comments
♦ the round will be open for one month, deadline is February 21st
I hit Walmart while I was downtown and Stewart’s on the way home.
I did a load of laundry, hand-washed dishes, went for a walk with Pip and the dogs, cut up chicken for the dogs' meals, and scooped kitty litter.
I made a pumpkin pie because mom asked me to. (I make it in a small shell, so put some of the pumpkin filling in a small pyrex dish. I took her that dish. She had it when I made it before Thanksgiving and really enjoyed it.)
I went with one of my own teas again this morning, Celestial Seasonings’ Mandarin Orange Spice. This blend combined the tart flavor of mandarin oranges with aromatic spices, cloves, and coriender to create a bright. lively brew that transports tea drinkers to exotic destinations with every sip. I wouldn’t say I was transported anywhere, but it tasted good.
My stomach tried to rebel on me again this morning. ( cutting for those who don't care to read )
We went to Texas Roadhouse with friends for supper, yay! I managed to write ~300 words on my SFBB fic and Zoo Tampa was my background tv in the evening. I wish I’d gotten more written, but between going downtown, visiting mom, and eating out, there wasn’t much time for it.
Temps started out at 19.4(F) and dropped to 15.6 before I left the house! There was sun in the morning, but then it was overcast. Temps reached 27.3. The roads were good in the morning, but the wind picked up, so we ran into some snow blown into the road on our way to Texas Roadhouse.
Mom Update:
Mom was doing ~okay when I saw her. She seemed tired. She’d already eaten, but even so she had some of the pumpkin pie filling I took her. Sister A was there when I arrived and Ian showed up after. Her BFF showed up later in the afternoon and Sister S was there when I called in the evening. She had a nice string of visitors, which she likes.
I did a load of laundry, hand-washed dishes, went for a walk with Pip and the dogs, cut up chicken for the dogs' meals, and scooped kitty litter.
I made a pumpkin pie because mom asked me to. (I make it in a small shell, so put some of the pumpkin filling in a small pyrex dish. I took her that dish. She had it when I made it before Thanksgiving and really enjoyed it.)
I went with one of my own teas again this morning, Celestial Seasonings’ Mandarin Orange Spice. This blend combined the tart flavor of mandarin oranges with aromatic spices, cloves, and coriender to create a bright. lively brew that transports tea drinkers to exotic destinations with every sip. I wouldn’t say I was transported anywhere, but it tasted good.
My stomach tried to rebel on me again this morning. ( cutting for those who don't care to read )
We went to Texas Roadhouse with friends for supper, yay! I managed to write ~300 words on my SFBB fic and Zoo Tampa was my background tv in the evening. I wish I’d gotten more written, but between going downtown, visiting mom, and eating out, there wasn’t much time for it.
Temps started out at 19.4(F) and dropped to 15.6 before I left the house! There was sun in the morning, but then it was overcast. Temps reached 27.3. The roads were good in the morning, but the wind picked up, so we ran into some snow blown into the road on our way to Texas Roadhouse.
Mom Update:
Mom was doing ~okay when I saw her. She seemed tired. She’d already eaten, but even so she had some of the pumpkin pie filling I took her. Sister A was there when I arrived and Ian showed up after. Her BFF showed up later in the afternoon and Sister S was there when I called in the evening. She had a nice string of visitors, which she likes.
- 1. Emergency services called after explosion at Rockstar North offices
- (tags:games explosions edinburgh )
- 2. This database tracks legal decisions in cases where generative AI produced incorrect information
- (tags:law ai epicfail )
- 3. Time spent on gaming and social media not to blame for teen mental health issues
- (tags:mentalhealth socialnetworking teenagers children )
- 4. What Have Unions Done For Us?
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