If she cannot find a taker in the next week, they are going out to recycling.
If she cannot find a taker in the next week, they are going out to recycling.
Saturday was Night Music, playing the following on period instruments with a pick-up choir for the last two pieces:
Mozart: Divertimento, K. 138
Mozart: Oboe Quartet, K. 370
Joseph Haydn: Trio, Hob XI:80
Michael Haydn, Divertimento for oboe, viola, and violone, MH 179
Mozart: Ave Verum Corpus, K. 618
Mozart: Te Deum, K. 141
I've memorized "Ave Verum Corpus," but never sung K. 141, so I really enjoyed hearing that. My favorite was K. 370, terrifyingly virtuosic for the oboe, full of moments of WTF amazement.
Sunday was Arcana New Music Ensemble, performing:
Oliver Messiaen: Le traquet stapazin (no. 4 of Catalogue d'oiseaux)
Franco Donatoni: Fili
John Cage: Two
John Cage: Aria
Kenneth Amis: Interludes I-IV
Stefan Wolpe: Quartet for Trumpet, Tenor Saxophone, Percussion and Piano
My favorite was the Donatoni, requiring incredible virtuosity on the flute; my least favorite was Cage's "Two," which mostly made me aware of how people can't sit still and listen to silence. The vocal soloist for Cage's "Aria" was terrific, and I'd never heard that piece live before. I also loved the Amis Interludes, short sets of repetitive phrases from the four voices, overlapping and echoing, exactly the sort of thing I love to listen to deeply. Alas, I was tired by the end and the Wolpe mostly blew right through me, so I'm not sure if I would have liked it or not.
Next up, I need to think about tickets for next year's season for the various local groups.
The 50 most powerful women in NYC.
The Supreme Court is taking a case on whether the federal govt. can track cell phones without a warrant; a privacy issue.
What's at stake for McConnell (he wins even if he loses), Conservatives and the GOP (the backlash to the Trumpcare Senate bill that hurts their base could throw them all out of office.) But no matter, McConnell wins even if the bill doesn't pass. The only way he loses is if it doesn't come to a vote.
Meanwhile, the House GOP is dillydallying over the budget.
Oh, really? Now that the transcript of the Comey tapes has emerged, Trump is saying he doesn't know if they exist.PANTS ON FIRE!!! And from the NYTimes, Trump's Lies. (currently updated edition.)
Younger Republicans are more pro-immigration and same-sex marriage.
Utah Republican Rep. Jason Chaffetz has resigned.
Scientists are considering a tsunami warning system for the Great Lakes -- because they do have a type of unpredictable wave that has killed people.
College students want to talk about sex and consent, but don't know how. There are some good ideas in this article that I wish I'd had when I was in college.
Prompt: hexarchate, "red pandas."
(NOTE: I promise this has a happy ending for the red panda.)
"Zoo?" High General Garit said. "Really, Jedao?"
Jedao, who was driving the car, glanced sideways to assess Garit's expression, even though the high general's tone of voice told him everything he needed to know. Garit had invited him along on this damned trip to a hunting preserve because Garit was desperate to bag a gray tiger, and alongside his record with firearms, Jedao had made the mistake of letting drop that he had grown up hunting. Jedao had tried to point out that going after pesky deer and jackalopes was not the same as gray tigers. Garit had merely clapped him on the back and told him not to be so modest. Modesty had nothing to do with it. On top of the stupid expense per round, the recoil on the ammo that Jedao was going to have to use was proportionate to something with its stopping power, and he wasn't looking forward to the ache in his shoulder.
"Just for an hour or two," Jedao said coaxingly. "My mom and my siblings wanted me to send home some vacation photos. And I promised my nieces that I would bring them back some souvenirs, and maybe the zoo's shop will have some mounted skeletons or the like."
"You spoil those kids rotten," Garit said with a snort.
"What are uncles for?" Jedao said. One of the great regrets of his life was that his job kept him away from his family for long periods of time. The girls grew so fast. "Besides, the folks down at the shop might have some tips for hunters."
Garit shook his head, amused. "You're transparent, but all right."
The zoo was not particularly busy. The two of them were off-duty, and the young woman who told them about the zoo regulations either didn't recognize them or didn't care, which Jedao found congenial. Jedao persuaded Garit to come into the zoo proper so Jedao could snap some photos.
Jedao fiddled with the manual exposure, trying to get the black panther to show up in its cave. The camera had been a gift from his brother, and was practically an antique. Jedao was not especially gifted at taking pictures that pleased his family ("These look like reconnaissance photos, who cares about all this kill zone stuff when you're snapping pics of an engagement party?" his sister had once complained) so he had resolved to do better.
"That's the oddest damned fox I've ever seen," Garit said, pointing.
Jedao gave up on the exposure and settled for a muddled silhouette in the shadows. "Beg pardon?" he asked.
They strolled closer to the enclosure Garit had indicated to have a look. A reddish, bushy-tailed creature was taking a nap in the branches of a tree. Bamboo shoots sprouted not far away. Some of them looked like they'd been gnawed on.
"That's not a fox," Jedao said, reading the enclosure's label. "Red panda. Apparently they eat bamboo. And sometimes birds and things."
"It's kind of cute," Garit said grudgingly. "Doesn't look like much of a challenge, though."
Jedao thought that coddled zoo creatures were generally unlikely to be much challenge, but he didn't say anything that would give Garit the idea of adding another kind of animal to his wishlist for this trip. "My nieces will like it," he said, and raised his camera.
"We should catch you one to take home to them," Garit said.
Jedao made a face. "Have you ever looked at the customs forms for importing wildlife? I'm pretty sure these critters don't exist on my homeworld."
"Well, I'll look into expediting it as a favor to you if you can help me with my tiger problem," Garit said.
"That's very kind of you," Jedao said, as diplomatically as he could, "but my nieces are notoriously good at killing goldfish. Let's just leave the red pandas alone and go hit up the shop so I can buy bat skeletons or fox-eared hats or something, and we can head to the hunting grounds."
I have many strong, personal feelings on health care and the medical system right now and don't want to dump them on you, so I'm going to disable comments and make a more upbeat post soon. If you want to talk about the ACA or health care, or any of the other interesting political things that wendelah has linked to, please let the focus be on her post. :)
Ways to Give:
dreamwaffles linked to a fundraiser for Kaye, who has been researching Rat Lungworm, a disease that almost killed her son Graham, who is now disabled and uses a service dog for everyday life. Kaye was a crucial part of the University of Hawai'i's RLWD research team and also the team trying to get legislative support and grant funding, but she's fighting medical debt for Graham's treatment and ongoing needs. You can read more and help out here.
rilee16 is still struggling to cover medical expenses after two head injuries last year, and is now dealing with an eye infection they need to get treatment for before their roommate and her toddler come back from vacation, so they don't infect the baby. They're raising $50-$60 in the short term for medical treatment; they also have a long-term fundraiser running to cover living expenses, previous medical bills, and a recent rent increase. You can read more and help out here.
anna-guth is a student from Germany who was recently accepted to Redroofs School for the Performing Arts in England, but her parents can't afford the full GBP24K tuition. She is raising E6.5K for tuition and school fees; you can read more and reblog here, or give directly to the fundraiser here.
echosiriusrumme is a student trying to buy her own clarinet; at present she doesn't have her own instrument to practice with but has a pressing need to practice before auditions and recitals for a Performance track next fall at her university. She has a few options lined up for between $800 and $1.3K, but needs to raise the funds to cover the cost; she is offering to repay over time any funds contributed to the purchase. You can read more and reblog here (plus find a ko-fi link) or give to her paypal here.
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(I think we may contest the term 'hoarders' for people with lotsaboox, hmmmm?)
In most of those cases I think we do see a real love of books, though I'm not sure about Hearst and whether 'ostentation' was not on his mind rather than use?
In some cases those appear to be the personal libraries that have fetched up in public collections, and one wonders whether there was a certain amount of weeding and selection at the point of accession. (I'm not saying that Houdini or Arendt also had vast collections of pulp westerns or school stories or whatever, but I'm not ruling out that choices were made at some point.)
And indeed, while calling your private collection 'the Library of the History of Human Imagination' is indeed quite a long way along the pretentiousness scale, I look at that picture: 'It has three levels, a glass bridge, floating platforms' and feel a certain covetousness.
And even if it's ponceyness turned up to 11, it's not as cringe-making as this, which crossed my radar pretty much on the same day: Meet The App That Revolutionized Book Reading For 2 Million People
We sort through the approximately 2,200,000 books published worldwide to find the best nonfiction books out there. Then, our subject specialists, writers, and editors identify the key ideas from each of these hand-selected books and transform them into smart, useful summaries of insights we lovingly polish and refine until they are nothing but the absolute most essential elements of the writer’s main ideas. We do the filtering for you, then we share those ideas with you the way your dream-friend would.Tonstant Weader called for a stiff drink.
*'Twenty-two acknowledged concubines, and a library of sixty-two thousand volumes, attested the variety of his [Gordian II's] inclinations; and from the productions which he left behind him, it appears that the former as well as the latter were designed for use rather than for ostentation.' Edward Gibbon, The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, Vol I.
Eo!Wells so very seldom lies.
He knows very well the listener is going to take it the wrong way, and the writers know we know pretty much enough to notice, and it's just so much fun.
Add to that that he's the kind of guy who can sit down and make a fifteen year plan to restore his worst enemy, because necessary
and he's just... he's my favourite
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After finishing SuikoII, I do have both Suikogaidens, if I want to poke at them. I won't have clear data to load over, since I'm playing everything else on PS3 (the PS1 discs, I mean - I'm lazy and like my wireless controller) and I don't know if the Suikogaidens recognize NA clear data anyway... (I have had games recognize JP/NA data, unexpectedly, but I'm guessing it's the exception and not the rule.) I'm a little surprised there are no copies of the Suikogaidens available on Amazon right now... but I have had my copies for about a decade? I'm bad at keeping track of game prices/availability. Isn't SuikoII available on PSN? But used copies are still running $100 for a disc-only...
And here's some other stuff that came up in conversation with Ket:
Ages! I checked that character book that I have and while there are no official ages for the heroes, Jowy is 17, Viktor is 29/32, Flik is 25/28, and Gremio is 27/(30).
That pair of fic recs:
Unvoiced (1264 words) by Mithrigil
Fandom: Suikoden I
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Relationships: Gremio/Tir McDohl
Characters: Gremio, Tir McDohl
Additional Tags: First Time, Master/Servant, good to be alive, Spoilers for the good ending, Awkward Sexual Situations, awkward flailing
Summary: Gremio returns, on the eve of the siege of Gregminster. He promised, once, that he would never leave Tir: it’s Tir’s turn to make the same promise for Gremio.
Things to Toast (4250 words) by Mithrigil
Fandom: Suikoden I, Suikoden II
Characters: Flik (Suikoden), Viktor (Suikoden)
Additional Tags: Drunk Sex, Friends With Benefits, Porn Battle, First Time, the beast rune can never be buggered at all
Summary: After the events of Suikoden I, Flik and Viktor have survived a hell of a lot. That doesn't make Viktor any less insufferable. Getting drunk, however, does.
2. I bought a couple manga tonight and I have to say, I am so happy I finally discovered how to buy ebooks on Amazon Japan. Not only do I prefer the interface of Amazon to the iTunes store (I hate that you can only buy things through iTunes itself and not a webpage), but I can use my own credit card rather than having to get someone to buy me a gift card. With iTunes I always hesitated to buy anything because once I used up the gift card amount, I would have to ask someone to buy me one again, and I'd have to pay up front for it. With Amazon, I am really casual about buying manga, because it's just like $4 here and there. I also like how it's just automatically downloaded to my kindle app and I can load it on my device or delete it in seconds, rather than having to go through iTunes (again).
3. Jasper was being super cute and silly while he was napping tonight. He actually got even sillier after I posted this picture. (I didn't think it was possible.)
To prove this point, she presents actual transcripts of messages she left on her senators' voicemail, with her reaction gifs.
Hi, uh, Sen. [Name]. And staff. [Nervous laughter.] My name is [Rave Sashayed] and I’m a constituent from [place where I vote]. I just wanted to call to thank you for standing up against the AHCA in the Senate. I–it’s an incredibly cruel and stupid and – and vicious bill. You know? And I’m not, like – a person who used to call her Senators all the time! know? I’m, like, a normal person! [Nervous laughter] But this – it’s crazy to me that this bill could become legislation. It directly affects me, it directly affects the people I love. I mean, it kicks millions of people off of Medicare for a tax break for – I mean. You know this. You’re. Uh. A Senator. So. You’ve read the bill. Um.
I would like to remind people that I phoned my MP's office and actually stated (completely incorrectly and randomly) that I lived in a place which said MP does not represent, had this pointed out to me and had to correct myself. AND YET (like Sashayed) I LIVE.
Right now, it looks like the Senate is wavering. Republican Senators are saying they "just don't know" if they've got the votes to pass the AHCA.
If you can't do phoning, you can't do phoning (I am sometimes a person who can't do phoning). But if you can, now's the time. IT IS OKAY TO PHONE AND FUCK IT UP. As long as you can communicate that you are opposed to the AHCA, that's enough.
Also, have some MOTHERFUCKING ICONS (photos of the ADAPT protestors being arrested during their protest at Mitch McConnell's office).
Yesterday when I walked the dogs with Eva, we passed one such car with a front bench seat.
Me: That's a nice car!
Eva: It's weird, it doesn't even have two seats in the front.
Eva: Wait, it has three seats. COOL! So you can have six people in the car! Why don't they do that now?
I didn't know the answer, but here it is. They were an option for much longer than I thought! I'd assumed they were regulated away, but apparently not. Whodathunk? (Random tangent - I wonder which is more common in English, "whodathunk" or "whodathunkit"? Google ngram viewer is completely unhelpful here.)
Anyway, today I saw three nice Cadillacs from the 50s or 60s... though given that they were all together, there was probably a thing they were going to. And last week I ran across an Oldsmobile that I'm pretty sure is from the 40s.
So as you can see, we do have a lot of classic cars in this neighborhood that you might randomly run across.
Chatter in the deep brain spurs empathy in rats
The day after Sweden switched from driving on the left to driving on the right, 1967 (LOL!)
'50s Ladies in Kodachromes: Looking Back to Women Fashion Over 60 Years Ago
Chickens may illuminate how humans developed sharp daylight vision
The story behind the dark Times Square subway poem (Yo, that's a really long tunnel, btw.)
Mosul celebrates first Eid without Islamic State in years (I didn't know henna was an Iraqi thing, but judging from those pictures I guess so...?)
Eid al-Fitr: What you need to know (Starting this year, NYC schools take off for Eid, but they're doing it tomorrow. And then I think school ends Wednesday. This is typical of the NYC school system. It'd make just as much sense to not take those two random days off in June and then end the year last Friday, but noooooooo. Don't know why I'm complaining, I don't have to deal with that nonsense, anyway.)
Muslims in Asia pray for peace as Ramadan holy month ends (There is a girl in one of those pictures wearing a red hijab with white polka dots and Minnie Mouse ears. It is so adorable, it must be seen to be believed.)
A Middle Eastern Spin On A Classic Latino Dessert: Rose Cardamom Tres Leches (Tres Leches is apparently quite popular in Turkey nowadays anyway.)
This Common Butterfly Has an Extraordinary Sex Life (Extraordinary and a little stomach-churning.)
Famous Women Have Been Defying Gender Norms and Rocking Menswear for Years
Gay pride parades sound a note of resistance - and face some
Stories About Disability Don’t Have to Be Sad
Planes aren’t the only things with wings buzzing at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base.
The base was the first military installation to earn the “Bee City USA” designation: The number of pollinator honey bees swarming around hives has flourished five fold in two years as the bees indulge in abundant food, water and nesting sites, officials say.
Philippine, Vietnam navies play sports on South China Sea island
The decline of electric guitar
Websites and apps are designed for compulsion, even addiction. Should the net be regulated like drugs or casinos?
Joe Arpaio on trial over immigration actions echoing Trump's
A Battle Over Prayer in Schools Tests Canada’s Multiculturalism
A risky fix to repair a city's gutted streetlight grid
The TSA is going to look through your books but promises not to notice what you're reading (When we talk about things that we should never have accepted as normal, the TSA and their shenanigans is top of the list.)
Journalists Condemn Trump Press Restrictions, But Don’t Expect Them To Boycott Briefings
Two factories Donald Trump bragged about saving are now laying off workers
Canadian leaders have given up on Trump—so now they're going around him
Shifting Dollars From Poor to Rich Is a Key Part of the Senate Health Bill (No shit.)
Pro-Trump group's health care offensive warns GOP senators to get in line
The Danger of Yemen's Secret Prisons (Content note: like all descriptions of torture, this is nauseating)
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 1 of 1, complete
word count (story only): 1398
::This takes place several hours after “Butterfly Effect,” and is therefore part of the Mercedes group of stories set in the Polychrome Heroics universe. No spoilers, but for those who figure out what's going on, DON'T tell Joshua, please! (Laugh.) ::
When the van pulled into a parking space in a narrow rest stop dominated by a long, low building lit with wall-mounted solar lights, Cash whispered a request to Officer Tull as he set the emergency brake.
Kais still slept stretched on the sofa, under a sky blue fuzzy blanket with satin edging. In the back of the van, G slept with his bare feet jammed out at an angle, but every other inch of him covered by the puffy comforter and crisply striped sheet. Not even the boy's floppy blond hair was visible.
Joshua managed to retrieve the walker without waking his son, and had it unfolded by the time the lift touched pavement. He grinned at Cash as the younger man eased out of the cab. “You know, it's kind of weird to be the old guy who's still awake on this road trip,” he admitted.
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