Media Roundup: Comics, Cities, ect

Aug. 7th, 2026 11:51 am
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Still thinking a lot about comics and cities. (It's fun! Maybe someday my thoughts will shape up enough write a post about the topic) Also my library pile has gotten out of control again, so I'm going to try to find time to tackle it over the weekend

Monkey Prince by Gene Luen Yang, Bernard Chang, et al—I’ve enjoyed all of Gene Luen Yang’s other works that I’ve read so I thought I should check this one out too. It’s pretty fun! A couple of issues at the end there are part of a large crossover event and thus a little confusing, but mostly this monkey trickster superhero nonsense.

Ultimate Comics Spider-Man, Vol. 1 by Brian Michael Bendis, Sara Pichelli, et al—I read this because a friend found me an undergrad thesis about urban space in the first four issues of this comic. Based on my first read though I wouldn't have said this comic was doing anything especially interesting with cities, but I guess I’ll have to see what the thesis says about.

Misfit Mansion by Kay Davault—Cute YA novel about a monster who lives in a monster sanctuary but wants to explore the nearby town and befriend the townsfolk. This had a more complex view of found family than I often see in fiction and I really liked that!

The Lost Daughter of Sparta by Felicia Day and Rowan MacColl—Based on a Greek Mythology character that’s only mentioned briefly in few sources. This is a very modern values in a Greek mythological setting, which I know is not everyone’s cup of tea. Taken as its own thing though it is a good story if a bit preachy.

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2026 52 Card Project: Week 31: Blood

Aug. 7th, 2026 12:45 pm
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Rob died of leukemia. The end was fast, but he went through a LOT of units of blood in those final three months.

A bag of donated blood on a pole



I was both incredibly grateful to the donors and grieved that I couldn’t donate myself: I was under a lifetime ban that had been enacted in 1999 to guard against the threat of Mad Cow disease, due to my semester abroad in England in college.

But the rules have changed and the ban has been lifted. And this past week, knowing of the critical nationwide shortage, I donated blood for the first time in 27 years.

Everything went very smoothly. I have never been bothered by needles, and in fact, I donated quite a lot before the ban came down, and even (when I was incredibly broke in my twenties) helped stretch my meager budget for a while by selling plasma. I filled a bag in five and a half minutes and was in and out within an hour. I've been rather bushed for the last couple of days, and conked out pretty hard that night. But now I feel fine, and I plan to go back once my body has replenished my supply again. It feels as though I am paying it forward, in Rob's memory.

Please, give if you can. The nation is down to a one-day supply.

Image description: Top, semi-transparent: logo for American Red Cross. Background: a clinic interior with snacks set on a counter underneath a blood donation poster. Lower left corner: A woman (Peg) donating blood. Center right: a filled bag with blood. Above that: test tubes with samples of blood.

Blood

31 Blood

Click on the links to see the 2026, 2025, 2024, 2023, 2022 and 2021 52 Card Project galleries.

another Little Book! . . . belated!

Aug. 7th, 2026 10:51 am
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[I just noticed this failed to cross-post from my website, so here's what didn't come through.]

cover art for The Writer's Little Book of Research by Marie Brennan, showing a library and open books

Having dusted off my Onyx Court-developed skills for the Sea Beyond, it made sense for the next Writer's Little Book to be about the process of research! That is out now in ebook format, available from a variety of retailers. (And while you're at it, you can also pre-order The Writer's Little Book of Readings, aimed at anybody who has to read a story, poem, paper, or other work in public!)

Oscuro: Blossom's Glow (2025)

Aug. 7th, 2026 12:23 pm
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In this puzzle platformer from Costa Rican studio Hongoneon, you play as a girl with the power to manipulate light. You carry it around, move it from place to place, and use it to make plants grow, bloom, explode, and do other useful things. Your quest appears to be to bring the light to regrow three giant flowers that are probably important (it's a wordless game, so plot details are sparse) but standing in your way is an aggressive shadowy entity called the Oscuro that periodically shows up to prevent you from reaching your goal.

little girl dressed in yellow explores an underground cavern with giant mushrooms

The strongest aspect of this game is the art design, which is an easy 10/10. The underground environments are really cool and beautiful. The gameplay is more uneven, sometimes hitting the mark but other times feeling like it could have used more depth or polish. When the game is firing on all cylinders, it does a good job of iterating on its mechanics, teaching you the basics and then complicating them in interesting ways. But sometimes there are odd disconnects where the initial demonstration of how something works isn't clear (like the candle plants that light up other plants, which I still don't get and ended up fumbling through those rooms by trial and error) or filler rooms that don't ask you to do anything new. The platforming also feels a bit rigid. You don't jump as high as it feels like you should, and climbing is quite slow.

I also noticed some small technical issues like checkpointing in the wrong place (e.g. spawning in a side room you only went into for an achievement, not in the room with the puzzle you're working on) and other rough spots that could have been smoothed out. There are a couple of rooms that repeat a five-second cutscene each time you spawn in them, and you really don't want that kind of slowdown in the type of game where the whole point is to try, die, and try again.

I did enjoy the game overall and there's no one big gamebreaking thing wrong with it, it's just a bunch of little things that—all right, I was going to say "take the shine off" but that's a bad pun and I'll restrain myself. It's the studio's first release, and I see potential if they can get a handle on some of the QA issues.

Oscuro: Blossom's Glow is on Steam for $5.99 USD. I spent about 4.5 hours on it without going back for missed achievements. There's also a free demo.
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Some fun (very fun), interesting (huh!), and scary (nopenopenope) links:

“So I’ve started Pride and Prejudice, and already I feel bad for Mrs Bennet.” Author and cartoonist Trung Le Nguyen live-posted on Bluesky his first reading of Pride & Prejudice (PDF version) over several days. This while being completely unspoiled for the story. Lots of fun reactions and lots of good observations of Austen being a master of both character and funny. (via)

Footage of an iceberg flipping over. TIL icebergs flipping is a thing that happens when they break up. (via)

Footage of a cassowary patrolling a populated beach. (via)

---L.

Subject quote from I Raise My Cup to Him, Anaïs Mitchell.

Rounding up a few open tabs

Aug. 7th, 2026 04:20 pm
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How Queen Caroline turned King Arthur into an 18th‑century royal PR strategy (this one was the wife of George II - not the one Prinny tried to divorce - who he asserted to on her deathbed that he would not remarry but only have mistresses thereafter).

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Today’s arguments about disability benefits have been raging for 500 years - well, probably longer, but

One of the clearest examples comes from the Elizabethan Poor Law of 1601, which was England’s first organised welfare system. It required parishes to support people who couldn’t earn a living because of age, illness or impairment. In practice, however, access to assistance was often contested.
Tudor writers spread stories about supposedly fake disabled beggars who tricked the public by covering themselves in artificial sores or pretending to have seizures. At the same time, local officials worried about the cost of supporting people who might need help for years. Claims could be rejected because an applicant was considered of poor moral character or because they were new to the parish.

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Three brain myths that need to die:

While brain scientists hem and haw and hedge their bets, many people gravitate towards those who sound more certain—those who offer tidy explanations and definitive answers, whether or not they are true.
The result is that psychology has become home to an unusually persistent collection of zombie myths: ideas that have been debunked repeatedly but which refuse to die. Some of the most tenacious concern the structure and function of the brain itself, including whether we use just 10% of it, whether bigger brains are always better, and whether we harbour remnants of earlier brains within our own, from a reptilian “lizard brain” to the popular idea of an “inner chimp”. These ideas endure because they are neat and memorable, and perhaps because they place humans where we like to think we belong: at the pinnacle of evolution.
But these simple stories about the brain and its evolution are wrong. And, it turns out, the reality is far more interesting.

(And all more complicated....)

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Another myth - biographies about scientists do not necessarily inspire the kiddies: Children’s books about scientists convey demotivating messages:

First, scientific ability was portrayed equally often as fixed and as malleable, a pattern unlikely to support motivation. Second, interest in science was overwhelmingly portrayed as fixed: Most scientists were said to be captivated by science from a young age. Third, scientists in physics, engineering, and computer science were portrayed as more reliant on fixed ability than scientists in other fields. Fourth, biographies of female scientists disproportionately emphasized effort even after adjusting for the obstacles they faced, consistent with stereotypes attributing women’s success to hard work over talent. These findings suggest that well-intentioned efforts to diversify science through role model exposure in children’s science biographies may fall short.

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This sort of thing is why I am so sad about the turn the Women's Institute lately took, it is not in their fine tradition: Women and environmental activism: the National Federation of Women’s Institutes

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Apparently Esperanto is Still A Thing: Nudists, peaceniks and freeloading travellers: the people keeping the Esperanto dream alive

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Rare jug showing Peterloo Massacre to go on display:

Experts believe the jug was made in the years following the massacre and that it reflected the escalating public anger felt in its aftermath, the People's History Museum said.

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Aug. 7th, 2026 09:38 am
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Happy birthday, [personal profile] glinda, [personal profile] haloquin and [personal profile] wordweaverlynn!

New Worlds: Uniformity

Aug. 7th, 2026 08:02 am
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Uniforms aren't purely a military thing. Sports teams wear them; so do students at certain kinds of schools. Some jobs mandate uniforms for their employees, including servants in the past wearing the "livery" of their masters. But we associate this idea so much with soldiers (and with the not entirely unrelated police) that being "in uniform" can be shorthand for military service, "uniforms" shorthand for the personnel of such groups.

Why, though? What purpose does the uniform serve?

The knee-jerk answer is "to tell friend from foe on the battlefield," and that's not entirely wrong. But if you're envisioning that thing you've seen in movies where two armies smash into each other and instantly dissolve into a confused melee with enemies on all sides, erase that from your mind. If your battlefield looks like that, something has gone terribly, terribly wrong. Uniforms are more likely to serve their purpose in letting you know that the unit you see approaching from the south is your reinforcements -- or, alternatively, the other side about to flank you. (Disguising yourself as the enemy has both its merits and its perils . . .)

Identification goes beyond knowing who to stab in the heat of battle, though. Uniforms can also tell you which part of your own army you're looking at: is that guy an infantryman? Gunner? Cavalry soldier? Which lord's retinue or modern squadron does he belong to? If you find some dead bodies in the woods, which unit got ambushed, and what does that mean for your subsequent situation?

Or you can read "identification" in a slightly different sense. Wearing a uniform signals not only to others but to you that you belong to a particular group, whether that's your specific unit or your army as a whole. And this isn't merely a nice side note; that sense of identity is key to battlefield performance, since the bond with your buddies and your unwillingness to let them down play a vital role in getting you to fight instead of running away. There's a reason soldiers often take pride in their uniforms; those represent membership in something bigger than just themselves.

The psychological angle also turns outward, having its own effect on the enemy. By now you won't be surprised to hear me say that not all armed forces achieve uniformity of appearance; that requires money, effort, and the organizational capacity to make it happen. Modern states take these things for granted, but historically, not everyone pulled it off. Those that did signaled to their opponents that they were well-funded, committed to the cause, and organized enough to handle the necessary logistics and discipline. Who would you rather fight: that guy, or the one with a ragtag assemblage of fellows in whatever clothes they happen to be wearing? Uniforms are a tool of intimidation as well as cohesion.

Of course, it's not an all-or-nothing proposition. Modern uniforms are incredibly codified, even down to mandating the exact chemical composition of the dyes used on the fabric. Everything from a soldier's boots to their haircut is governed by regulations (which may also prohibit the addition of personal touches on top of required bits). Before industrialization, though, that degree of standardization was much harder to achieve -- and very few armies tried.

Instead, you can go for more limited elements. Maybe everybody is supposed to wear a coat and trousers of more or less the same color and cut, but everything past that is up for grabs. Maybe you issue tabards, which don't have to be fitted and are easily thrown over whatever else your soldiers are wearing. Maybe it's headgear or, in an absolute minimal form, armbands to identify which force each guy belongs to. In Japan it was sashimono, small banners on poles attached to the soldiers' backs; you've probably seen this in films.

You also don't have to outfit your entire army with uniforms. Elite units tend to get these first, both because they have the money to do it, and because it makes them look special -- which I don't mean in a derogatory sense! They're elite for a reason, and dressing them in the same gear both gives them confidence and advertises their badassery to the enemy. Sometimes their "uniform" is just better and more complete armor, but that counts; if your infantry are in boiled leather and your elite cavalry are in mail, or the infantry have mail and the cavalry have plate, it doesn't matter as much whether the plate is all identical in style. Just seeing all that polished metal shining in the distance signals that a real threat is about the enter the field.

Officers are a special subset of this. Up until quite recently, we took it for granted that officers should be immediately identifiable by their appearance, without having to check for small markers like the stripes on a patch. This wasn't just to make them look important; it was because you needed to be able to find them as fast as possible so you could follow their orders. One of the best ways to do this was to give them taller hats, with crests or feathers or big ol' spikes or anything that made them stand out in a crowd. They might also look archaic; there's a distinct tendency for officer garb to lag a bit behind current fashion, probably because we associate tradition with authority. But the flamboyant visibility of officers declined very sharply around the time we got better at long-distance sniping: being immediately identifiable becomes a fatal liability when that helps a hidden enemy pick out the most valuable target to drill through the skull.

Flamboyance can become a problem for regular soldiers, too. For a while in the nineteenth century, French soldiers wore trousers in a particular shade of red called garance, which came to be seen as a proud symbol of French identity. Then we developed smokeless rifles, and battlefield visibility improved enormously. After they lost 27,000 men in a single day in early World War I, France decided their national identity would be better off without red trousers.

Finally, uniformity can be situational. Modern soldiers may have a service uniform and a full dress uniform, both of which are distinct from their combat uniform, i.e. the kit they're wearing in the field. That's multiplying the investment and effort by three! In less organized forces, soldiers might be permitted to wear whatever they like most of the time, and only don their uniforms for battle or for ceremonial occasions. Or alternatively, they're supposed to be in uniform at all times, and their officers simply fail to enforce that discipline: coats get hocked to pay gambling debts, torn up for rags, or left behind because the soldier just doesn't care.

Because remember, one option for uniforms is "nothing at all." Though I sometimes see writers forget this, it's entirely possible that an army deploys no uniformity whatsoever, because they just don't have the money or the organizational oomph to make it happen. Soldiers show up in whatever assortment of clothes and gear they can scrape together, or whatever the recruiting authority managed to scrape together and then hand out. They won't look very good, and they might not feel very good, either, but they'll just have to cope. It's the best their particular force can do.

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(originally posted at Swan Tower: https://www.swantower.com/2026/08/07/new-worlds-uniformity/)

On the edge and off the avenue

Aug. 6th, 2026 11:59 pm
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Today was my brother's birthday; I posted him a card with a killer whale magnet. I had a tin of smoked mussels and part of a baguette when I got back from the afternoon's groceries. My actual camera is on a slight blink, so all of my photographs recently have been on phones.

I think they think I must be out of touch. )

For dinner I made an experimental corn carbonara from more or less the recipe which had attracted my mother's attention and the tl;dr is even more corn the next time, but it tasted intensely of the three sweet summer ears whose kernels were partly steamed until soft in bacon drippings and the sauce actually fluffed up with the boiling addition of pasta water from a slurry of egg yolks and corn milk and grated Parmesan and we are in agreement that the bacon should be incorporated rather than merely garnished in the same fashion as the torn fresh basil leaves, but I had not cooked anything new or even more complicated than a chili in months; it was worth its dishes. I was cautioned by a medical tech earlier this week to avoid excessive sweating, as if it weren't August in the Anthropocene. The humidity even after dark has been a Devonian swamp.
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Mostly by going to other people's "clean dance" and "clean 80s" and "clean kids" and so on playlists and copying what I liked from those. A few insights:

1. I'm not entirely certain that "Another One Bites the Dust" is a necessary or even appropriate addition to a wedding playlist, but hey, at least it's not "Every Breath You Take"!

2. Somebody on my list of lists added "Never Gonna Give You Up" half a dozen times to an otherwise unremarkable playlist. Huh.

3. The full version of what we all know as The Fresh Prince themesong sure is long. I willfully added it to my own list for the sole purpose of tripping up my coworkers.

If anybody has any more suggestions, by all means, share 'em!

weighty

Aug. 6th, 2026 10:27 pm
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"Tread lightly" is an admonition you can run into here and there. Weighty things can change the shape of the universe. To use the image in "Herkimer Inquiries" (a great story; thanks for the rec, [personal profile] sovay), they're like bowling balls on a mattress.

I sometimes think about that in the context of interactions with people. How weighty people leave impressions on others. Which is also reminding me of the expression in Japanese 影が薄い (kage ga usui), for the opposite phenomenon, literally, to have a pale or watered-down, weak shadow, meaning to not make much impression, to be kind of tenuously fastened to existence. Weighty people, by contrast, leave marks wherever they go.

So when I saw these hollows (filmed with wakanomori's foot for size comparison) in a river rock, that's what a thought of. Some weighty person was walking by, their feet sinking into the rock like mine or yours sink into mud.

A hollow in a river rock that looks like a footprint, next to a man's bare foot.

improved heat tolerance

Aug. 6th, 2026 08:56 pm
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My heat tolerance seems to have improved, at least a little, over the last year or so. For example, I looked at my phone before dinner and saw "84 feels like 92" (about 29/33 C), and based on how I felt this morning, I decided it was a reasonable time to take out the trash. That's only a couple of minutes outside, but it's a change from the last couple of years, when I would have stayed inside during the current heat advisory.

At dinner, I was wondering whether this change is because I am taking a lower dosage of gabapentin (Neurontin). So I googled, and while various articles list anti-seizure meds as reducing heat tolerance, the more detailed lists don't include gabapentin, under that or any other category.

So, I have a minor but positive change, with no apparent explanation.

Yesteryear - Caro Claire Burke

Aug. 6th, 2026 07:59 pm
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Finished Yesteryear by Caro Claire Burke, in which a homesteading tradwife influencer wakes up in 1855 and finds out that living in the past actually suuuuucks. Definitely did not guess the twist ending/explanation for what was going on with that— spoilers )

Both of the main storylines— the "waking up in 1855" one and rather didactic indoctrination/radicalization narrative of the "journey to the tradwife influencer life" one— were a huge bummer, but/and I can see why this novel is a bestseller; it really threads the needle of being, as my friend D. put it, "literary fiction for people who don't read" and having just enough substance to keep the attention of people who do. I would also mentally file it alongside R.F. Kuang's Yellowface and Elaine Hsieh Chou's Disorientation as what I'd call "funhouse-mirror cultural commentary online drama speedrun" novels— the Christian nationalism (barely) lurking under the glossy Instagram pictures of tradwife influencers cosplaying as farmers, in this case, rather than cultural appropriation in the publishing industry or academia, but it had the same sort of I've read this NYMag article before vibes and the beats of familiar online outrage cycles taken to exaggerated, funhouse-mirror proportions.

Kulchah-ing

Aug. 6th, 2026 08:06 pm
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Think I mentioned a while ago that the Hepworth in Colour exhibition was forthcoming, and then it somewhat slipped our minds until we were recently reminded of it, so we booked tickets to go and visit it this afternoon.

The Courtauld these days (I remember when it was in Bloomsbury) is in Somerset House in what was erstwhile the Royal Academy, back in the day, and the signage keeps reminding one of that august history....

Anyway we had a nice walk through Embankment Gardens to get there.

And as far as Hepworth exhibitions go, it is on the smaller side, though perhaps a bit larger than the one we went to last year and including paintings.

Some very lovely things, I am annoyed that the site doesn't seem to have images of two stunning marble pieces. There were several of this in different sizes from very bijou upwards.

We also took a turn around the open galleries, which include a selection from the Barber in Birmingham as well as their own collections.

May go back on some other occasion for the Escher exhibition, located in the Embankment Galleries in a different wing.

The Incandescent by Emily Tesh

Aug. 6th, 2026 05:34 pm
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The Incandescent by Emily Tesh (Silver in the Wood) was a lot of fun! Dr Saffy Walden is the Director of Magic at Chetwood School and teaches demonic invocation to sixth-formers.

I love that the school has a mobile phone policy because imps tend to possess technology. XD The focus of the novel is on the teachers and the other adults working at the school, like my beloved achillean series Branches of Past and Future by MN Bennet.

Saffy is bisexual and there's occasional f/f and m/f. For more HP-like LGBT Books, check out my rec list.
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is just how much time I'd spend telling younger people not to put themselves down.

People - mostly adolescents and young adults, as near as I can tell - do it astonishingly often - "my dumb self forgot this word", "I was so stupid and I didn't remember that", "I threw out my favorite toy because I was a stupid shitty little kid" - like, please stop.

I mostly tell them to stop because they deserve better than to be insulted by the person who knows them best, which is true, but sometimes I feel like telling them to stop because it's not cute and it's not funny, it's just inconsiderate and it puts the rest of the conversation on an awkward and uncomfortable note.

I don't say that because what if it's not some bad and immature habit, what if they really feel that way about themselves - but omg I want to say it.
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Reading: I finished The Butcher's Masquerade on Saturday night, so I wasn't quite right down to the wire in terms of finishing before the library reclaimed it. I think I was eighth in line for the next book when I placed a hold then, and Libby thinks I'm currently down to fourth in line. So quick!

Last night I started Delilah S. Dawson's novella Bloom, and the style isn't really clicking for me yet, but I'm not that far into it.

I've also started rereading Bee Wilson's The Secret of Cooking: Recipes for an Easier Life in the Kitchen, which I read in ebook last (?) year and then bought in hard copy. This book is why I keep buying carrots (which fortunately last for ages and can also simply be tossed in the air fryer and have their scraps bagged for stock), as there's a section about them being a good starting point for learning to cook. (It's been over two years since my swiftly-derailed-by-blood glucose-woes determination to actually learn to cook. What EVEN.)

Watching: Very minimal, since [personal profile] scruloose's catsitting changes the shape of our evenings even though it doesn't actually take that long. We've now seen a second episode of Journal with Witch (I think we'd only seen one when I first mentioned it), which continues to be thoughtful and good at emotions; on my own, I'm down to one remaining episode of Ride or Die. Murder besties! Tremendously enjoyable.

Cooking: Last night I roasted vegetables largely on my own! Fennel, round 2, was not looking great, so that's been sadly discarded (meaning we still don't know if we like the stuff, although we can reasonably guess that [personal profile] scruloose will and I won't, since they like most things and I'm not really an anise/licorice/etc. person), but our remaining carrots and last week's cabbage both got done. I referred to Andrea Chesman's The Roasted Vegetable (revised edition), which has a very handy table early on that uses the same oven temperature for almost everything; [personal profile] scruloose chopped the cabbage and I did the carrots, and they consulted on how much olive oil I should use, but otherwise I did the (very basic) cooking. We did it after supper, so mostly the roasted veg is now waiting in the fridge.
cut for length--weather and garden things, mainly )

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Aug. 6th, 2026 09:44 am
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Happy birthday, [personal profile] batrachian!
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The radio telescope in the side yard of my parents' house has not been in use for at least fifteen years, but it makes a pleasing background to the morning glories which are currently sharing the raised bed with a miscellany of tomatoes, chives, basil, irises, and milkweed. Beyond the ever-popular petition, I am seriously thinking there must be a way for me to write to UKRI to protest the defunding of Jodrell Bank on the personally felt grounds that no one needs to hold the U.S.'s beer in putting themselves behind the entire pool table of science. Between 1949 when it was conceived and 1956 when it was completed, the deep-dished design of the Lovell Telescope was converted from reflecting mesh to solid steel in order to catch the newly detected 21-centimeter line of neutral hydrogen, on whose hyperfine galactic drift the observatory has done important work ever since. I read some of it in 1997 when I was embarking on my own small, latitudinally limited project. We shouldn't need another cold war to make radio astronomy valued. On top of the rudeness of pulling funding from a World Heritage Site, interfering with this observatory feels as though it would perturb Alan Garner, at which point there's no telling what might come up out of the unmapped gulfs of time.

booklog july pt1

Aug. 5th, 2026 09:52 pm
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154. Dragonquest - Anne McCaffrey ) McCaffrey could definitely write a good yarn.


155. The Hands of the Emperor - Victoria Goddard ) I am in no way normal about this book. Not any more.


156. Terec and the Wall - Victoria Goddard ) Slight but reasonably entertaining.


157. The Serviceberry - Robin Wall Kimmerer ) I don't want to insist that nature is Red In Tooth And Claw; commensality does exist and is a great model I want to see more of! But this felt rather disingenuous to me.


158. The Eye of the World - Robert Jordan ) I'm sort of broadly unsold, but willing to give at least the next book a try before giving up!


159. High Stakes - Dick Francis ) Not a top-tier Francis, but I enjoyed the revenge antics.


160. Strange Buildings - Uketsu ) Better than the last one! But perhaps some diminishing returns starting to happen.


161. Margo's Got Money Troubles - Rufi Thorpe ) Touching, and a bit funny, and making some thought-provoking points about stigmatised work and dignity; I enjoyed this.


162. Wylding Hall - Elizabeth Hand ) Likeable enough but I didn't think it really did very much.


163. Glass Houses - Laura J Mixon ) Broadly competent, but never that engaging.


164. Till Human Voices Wake Us - Victoria Goddard ) This was a very strange book. Perhaps if I re-read it I might have a better grasp.


Also I have spare Steam codes for: Terraforming Mars and the Prelude and Original Promo Pack DLCs (separately or together), A Game of Thrones: The Board Game, Arkham Horror: Mother's Embrace, the Carcasonne - Inns and Cathedrals DLC, The Lord of the Rings: Adventure Card Game - Definitive Edition, Splendor and the Strongholds and Cities DLCs (again separately or together), if anyone would like.

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