"Home away from home"

Sep. 22nd, 2017 03:07 am
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Selichot )

Rosh Hashanah )

It's genuinely disorienting to encounter all these spaces where I don't have to educate anyone or fight to be seen for who I am. Other people have already done that work, and leaders have clearly been receptive to it. (Rabbi Lippman is queer, but I don't assume that cis queer people will be welcoming to or understanding of trans people, especially nonbinary trans people.) I get to just show up and be a human being in human community. What an immense privilege. What a gift. Honestly, that might be the thing that gets me to stick with this—just the pure pleasure of being in a place where I didn't personally have to claw out a space for myself.

Josh met me and Kit in the park and we walked for a while (GMaps Pedometer says I walked 3.2 miles today, most of it pushing a heavy stroller with a heavy toddler; my feet and arms are very tired). I teased him that he should be glad I didn't make him meet the rabbi. But this is my thing, really. Maybe it's my latest three-month hobby. Maybe it'll be more than that. We'll see.

Equinox

Sep. 21st, 2017 12:39 pm
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As I post this we have about a day to go until the Equinox, when the Sun will cross from the sign of Virgo (Tropical horoscope system) to Libra. This will happen Friday (September 22) at about 1:02 pm California time (4:02 pm on the US East Coast, 8:02 pm UTC ("Greenwich"), and so on into Saturday (September 23) in Asia and Australia).

The Sun also crosses the Equator from North to South at this time.

As usual, Wikipedia has something to say:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equinox

The figure at

http://www.plergb.com/Analemma/Analemma.shtml

shows the Sun's position on its journey through the signs of the Zodiac. It's updated hourly (but not on the hour). You can look at it year-round even if I only post about it at Equinoxes and Solstices.
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[Note: I used Cheris and Jedao as my playtest characters when working on Winterstrike, a StoryNexus game I wrote for Failbetter Games.]

"I can't believe you didn't think it was worth telling me that we're living inside a game," Jedao was saying.

Cheris sighed. "I didn't tell you," she said, "because you wouldn't be able to shut up about it, and it's hard being a good playtest character when someone keeps ranting." cut for Ninefox spoilers, I guess? )

[ObMeme]

Sep. 20th, 2017 05:27 pm
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By way of [personal profile] thistleingrey, because I need a break. On the bright side, I finished a short story today. :D

Read more... )

art accountability

Sep. 20th, 2017 04:19 pm
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Sunday's sketch of the Dragon while we were getting food:


(Dammit, I like life drawing, even if I'm too n00b to be good at it. Joe says I have been getting better since I started a few years back though.)

Pen: Pelikan M205 Aqumarine (F nib)
Ink: Diamine Eclipse

Moving on from heads to eyes and lips? )

I haven't gotten back to Ctrl+Paint because life has been busy, but yesterday my art accountability was working on a Thing in Photoshop, mainly blocking in values.

non-binding poll

Sep. 19th, 2017 02:53 pm
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Because I realized there's no point in my writing prequel-to-hexarchate (or even prequel-to-heptarchate [1]) stories about all-new characters if nobody wants to read about all-new characters in the story collection. :]

[1] I had this great idea about the heptarchate's founding but.

NOTE: I make no guarantees.

Poll #18837 hexarchate story collection
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 41


What *existing* characters would you like to see more stories about?

View Answers

Shuos Jedao
28 (68.3%)

Kel Cheris
33 (80.5%)

Shuos Mikodez
23 (56.1%)

Kel Brezan
18 (43.9%)

Kel Khiruev
18 (43.9%)

Andan Niath
6 (14.6%)

Nirai Kujen
13 (31.7%)

mystery POV #1 from Revenant Gun that Yoon evilly refuses to divulge
13 (31.7%)

servitor POV #2 from Revenant Gun
19 (46.3%)

someone else that I will mention in comments
4 (9.8%)

ticky the tookie tocky
13 (31.7%)

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mizumew:

This is gonna be quick and sloppy, since I’m still at the vet with my cat.

A few days ago, Yin got into a bobbin of thread and ate some of it. 3 days later, she’s been hospitalized since Thursday and will be going into surgery tonight. The cost is immense. The minimum estimate is $5,500.

I am willing to do commissions to help pay- FNAF related or not. Yin is my baby and anything helps. Please consider helping, or at least passing this along. My paypal is golden.pika@gmail.com. Please message me for more information about commissions. Thank you.

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Sep. 18th, 2017 05:16 pm
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Dear Generous Benefactor,

Thank you for the copy of All Systems Red, which I am really stoked about getting to read. (For the curious, my local bookstores didn't stock it.)

I have turned on anonymous comments for the moment, which are screened. If you'd like me to write you a thank-you flashfic, please feel free to leave a comment to this post. I'm probably going to turn off anonymous comments by week's end (sooner if I start having problems with spam comments).

Thank you!!!

Best,
YHL
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“When we shot the scene in the National Cathedral where Bartlet’s walking down the aisle and cursing at God, first of all, we shot it at the National Cathedral in Washington. It’s a magnificent place. And, we were rehearsing, and I looked behind me and saw in the back of the room that a number of clergy had gathered, and I thought, ‘You know, I should tell them what’s about to happen. It seems like the least I can – the least rude I can be is to at least tell them what’s gonna happen.’
I walked up to the priest that was closest to me, and said ‘I just wanted to let you know that Martin Sheen, in this scene we’re gonna do, he’s gonna curse at God.’
And the priest said, ‘I know. It’s gonna be great.’”
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WHAT. This sounds false but I am WILLING TO BUY A CAN OF CHICKPEAS THIS VERY DAY AND TRY THIS. 

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Kilroy Was Here!

He’s engraved in stone in the National World War II Memorial in Washington, DC – back in a small alcove where very few people have seen it. For the WWII generation, this will bring back memories. For younger folks, it’s a bit of trivia that is an intrinsic part of American history and legend.

Anyone born between 1913 to about 1950, is very familiar with Kilroy. No one knew why he was so well known….but everybody seemed to get into it. It was the fad of its time!

          At the National World War II Memorial in Washington, DC

So who was Kilroy?

In 1946 the American Transit Association, through its radio program, “Speak to America,” sponsored a nationwide contest to find the real Kilroy….now a larger-than-life legend of just-ended World War II….offering a prize of a real trolley car to the person who could prove himself to be the genuine article.

Almost 40 men stepped forward to make that claim, but only James Kilroy from Halifax, Massachusetts, had credible and verifiable evidence of his identity.

“Kilroy” was a 46-year old shipyard worker during World War II (1941-1945) who worked as a quality assurance checker at the Fore River Shipyard in Quincy, Massachusetts (a major shipbuilder for the United States Navy for a century until the 1980s).  

His job was to go around and check on the number of rivets completed. (Rivets held ships together before the advent of modern welding techniques.) Riveters were on piece work wages….so they got paid by the rivet. He would count a block of rivets and put a check mark in semi-waxed lumber chalk (similar to crayon), so the rivets wouldn’t be counted more than once.

                                     A warship hull with rivets

When Kilroy went off duty, the riveters would surreptitiously erase the mark. Later, an off-shift inspector would come through and count the rivets a second time, resulting in double pay for the riveters!

One day Kilroy’s boss called him into his office. The foreman was upset about unusually high wages being “earned” by riveters, and asked him to investigate. It was then he realized what had been going on. 

The tight spaces he had to crawl in to check the rivets didn’t lend themselves to lugging around a paint can and brush, so Kilroy decided to stick with the waxy chalk. He continued to put his check mark on each job he inspected, but added ”KILROY WAS HERE!“ in king-sized letters next to the check….and eventually added the sketch of the guy with the long nose peering over the fence….and that became part of the Kilroy message.

   Kilroy’s original shipyard inspection “trademark” during World War II

Once he did that, the riveters stopped trying to wipe away his marks.

Ordinarily the rivets and chalk marks would have been covered up with paint. With World War II on in full swing, however, ships were leaving the Quincy Yard so fast that there wasn’t time to paint them. As a result, Kilroy’s inspection “trademark” was seen by thousands of servicemen who boarded the troopships the yard produced.

His message apparently rang a bell with the servicemen, because they picked it up and spread it all over the European and the Pacific war zones.

Before war’s end, “Kilroy” had been here, there, and everywhere on the long hauls to Berlin and Tokyo. 

To the troops outbound in those ships, however, he was a complete mystery; all they knew for sure was that someone named Kilroy had “been there first.” As a joke, U.S. servicemen began placing the graffiti wherever they landed, claiming it was already there when they arrived.

As the World War II wore on, the legend grew. Underwater demolition teams routinely sneaked ashore on Japanese-held islands in the Pacific to map the terrain for coming invasions by U.S. troops (and thus, presumably, were the first GI’s there). On one occasion, however, they reported seeing enemy troops painting over the Kilroy logo!

Kilroy became the U.S. super-GI who had always “already been” wherever GIs went. It became a challenge to place the logo in the most unlikely places imaginable. (It is said to now be atop Mt. Everest, the Statue of Liberty, the underside of the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, and even scrawled in the dust on the moon by the American astronauts who walked there between 1969 and 1972.

In 1945, as World War II was ending, an outhouse was built for the exclusive use of Allied leaders Harry Truman, Joseph Stalin, and Winston Churchill at the Potsdam Conference. It’s first occupant was Stalin, who emerged and asked his aide (in Russian), “Who is Kilroy?”

To help prove his authenticity in 1946, James Kilroy brought along officials from the shipyard and some of the riveters. He won the trolley car….which he

attached to the Kilroy home and used to provide living quarters for six of the family’s nine children….thereby solving what had become an acute housing crisis for the Kilroys.

                     The new addition to the Kilroy family home.

                                        *          *          *          *

And the tradition continues into the 21st century…

In 2011 outside the now-late-Osama Bin Laden’s hideaway house in

Abbottabad, Pakistan….shortly after the al-Qaida-terrorist was killed by U.S. Navy SEALs. 

>>Note: The Kilroy graffiti on the southwest wall of the Bin Laden compound pictured above was real (not digitally altered with Microsoft Paint, as postulated by some). The entire compound was leveled in 2012 for redevelopment by a Pakistani company as an amusement park….and to avoid it becoming a shrine to Bin Laden’s nefarious memory.

                                         *          *          *          *

A personal note….

My Dad’s trademark signature on cards, letters and notes to my sisters and I for the first 50 or so years of our lives (until we lost him to cancer) was to add the image of “Kilroy” at the end. We kids never ceased to get a thrill out of this….even as we evolved into adulthood. 

To this day, the “Kilroy” image brings back a vivid image of my awesome Dad into my head….and my heart!

Dad: This one’s for you!

OMG I’m so glad to know this backstory.

I heard Kilroy had the first Tumblr account!

A proto-meme!

I had no idea about this story, although I knew the phrase. This is so cool!

pre-internet memes are so fun to investigate.

there was one in minneapolis in the 90′s that i know the secret story about.

for a while, across the twin cities, you’d see the words SO EMPTY INSIDE everywhere, sometimes accompanied by a doodled food item like a piece of cake or a burger. i heard people speculating about it, and many didn’t connect the words with the food. they assumed it was just some doomy goth thing, and couldn’t figure out why it was everywhere, since doomy goths don’t usually go on statewide graffitti sprees.

but i was there for the beginning: an open mic night at the hard times cafe. the punks who mostly hung out there had lots of fun with open mic nights, and it was usually pretty entertaining, unlike the pretentious fare at other open mics. i myself usually did a bit of funny poetry, and when i’d had enough caffeine i’d freestyle improv dirty limericks from prompts. but once or twice per night someone didn’t read the room correctly and brought their serious face. usually some college boy with a guitar. on this particular night, it was a girl who was pretty much cosplaying ani di franco and put her mouth way too close to the mic as she spit her doomy doom doom poetry.

it was the type of stuff that high school kids write before they realize the concept of death is only shocking to high school kids, you know? nothing unusual except that it was SO over the top and she was SO serious about it, and the way she leaned into the mic so her teeth sometimes bumped it and every plosive spat static. we heckled at first, then just giggled, and then stared in reluctant respect for the sheer excess of her. and the very peak of this mountain of teen angst bullshit was the line, “so empty inside… nothing can fill it… BUT A BULLET.”

after she left the stage, there was a confused silence. then jj kidder, a long capering jester of a punk you couldn’t not love, said solemnly, “so empty inside… nothing can fill it… BUT A DONUT.” and the room fell apart.

apparently he actually wanted a donut, but he started a meme instead. by the next morning the graffitti had started showing up. if you said “so empty inside” to a tc punk, it was about guaranteed they’d finish with “nothing can fill it BUT A PORK CHOP” or some other random food item.

it took years for the meme to die. i was still seeing fresh graffitti a decade later. i’m not altogether sure that if i went and painted it on some underpass today it wouldn’t just start up again.

I’ve been Kilroy. 99
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pigeoncomics:

Pigeon Comic 59 - Holding Out For A Hero

by Bonnie Tyler

PIGEONS PIGEONS PIGEONS

Pigeon fan fic. The day is saved.

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So even after our vacation to Disney last year, I still read the Disney blogs, and obviously, with the Hurricane Irma heading right towards Florida, they’ve been doing their best to get information in order and help people figure out how to handle this.

It’s like a weird psychology experiment to read the blog say, “So parts of Florida are under mandatory evacuation, supplies of food, water and gas are running low and many stores are only permitting people to buy limited amounts to avoid stockpiling, no one knows how long whole counties will be under water or without power, and airlines are already cancelling flights.”

And having someone in the comments say, “Well, yeah, I hear that, but we’ve been planning this vacation for a LONG TIME, so we’re just driving down to Florida anyway.”

Driving.  Down.  Into a mandatory evacuation zone.  To shelter in place at a hotel.  To visit a theme park that may or may not even be open.

One of the blog staff was like, “Yeah, so, write your name and any medical conditions on your forearms with sharpie so that if you’re incapacitated, emergency personnel can identify you.”

Like.

That was the best, most brutal “So you’re a frickin’ idiot, have a good day,” comment I’d ever seen.

Preach.

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Sep. 15th, 2017 10:57 pm
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Yesterday's sketches are on the left, in Robert Oster Maroon 1789; today's are on the right, in Platinum Carbon Black. I would have liked to do more but it just wasn't happening today or yesterday.

I am maybe not having the best couple of days ever for reasons I can't yet get into (not health-related) so reassuring comments (not on the art, necessarily, just life in general) and links to cute things would be much appreciated.

photo of the day

Sep. 14th, 2017 10:07 pm
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Went for a walk today and saw this:



There would be something beautiful and healing about this except...this is Louisiana. This entire lake is STANDING STAGNANT WATER. In other words, a perfect breeding ground for mosquitoes. I don't think it was an accident that the entire lake/park was deserted and I was the only one walking around during prime bugs-chow-down-on-humans hour...

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Sep. 14th, 2017 03:18 pm
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Saving to read later, Krebs's take on the Equifax security breach

https://krebsonsecurity.com/2017/09/breach-at-equifax-may-impact-143m-americans/

art accountability

Sep. 13th, 2017 10:48 pm
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- Worked on a Thing in Photoshop (mostly as a sketch/proof of concept before approaching a real artist to do it properly; I can't make this concept look good enough to pass for what I need it for). Experimented with using large Soft Eraser for transitions.
- Relearned how to do layer masks, which are a thing I have to look up every damn time.
- Did some sketching for a Thing.

oh. oh dear.

Sep. 13th, 2017 08:39 pm
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When I innocently typed in "gun design software" into Google, I meant "tips on how to graphically design sci-fi guns to be used in illustration," NOT software used for designing actualfax guns!!!

Unrelatedly, in the department of flamewars waiting to happen, the Dragon is reading X-Men but can't tell whether they're DC or Marvel...
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I don't want to write another huge long entry tonight, because last night's took 90 minutes and then I went to bed super late, but I do want to leave myself some quick notes on a thing. When Kit was off from daycare for a week, I was up and dressed by 11 every morning so I could do childcare. I put on real clothes and left the house every day. I did social things and I did actively fun things (not what I'm coming to think of as enjoyable sloth things, like playing video games or hanging out on Slack). My body and brain were engaged. I felt GREAT. I enjoyed every day and ended the week feeling like I'd been on vacation—like I'd gone on a holiday to New York and done all those things I'm always too busy or tired or whatever to do. And I did it while working (at night) and staying totally on top of my deadlines, even the ones accelerated by the holiday.

So I need to figure out how to do that more. I hoped a week of early rising would reset my body clock but of course I'm right back to going to bed at 5 a.m. (or later—Monday morning I went to bed at half past nine, which is not okay and has set me up for feeling like crap all week) so I will have to work on that part because I think it's pretty essential. Having something fun to get up for really helped, a thing that has been true going back to my childhood; I would be late to school every weekday morning for months but happily get up at dawn on a weekend to go to the Stormville flea market with my mother. Even more crucially, I would care enough to go to bed early—a thing I did during Kit's week off too—so that getting up early didn't wreck me and wreck the event I was looking forward to.

I don't think I can get up before 10 on a regular basis, but if I got up at 10 or 10:30 to be out the door by 11 for a ~12:00 thing someplace, that sounds doable. It just has to be a fun thing. I have an OT appointment at 13:00 and I genuinely enjoy OT in addition to it being kind of vital for my health and well-being, but it's not the exhilarating kind of fun, so going to bed early and getting up early and getting there on time are all challenging.

What are exuberant fun things that could happen around noon? I think I need something where I'm making a commitment to someone else, at least at first; I've tried setting schedules through sheer willpower before and it's never worked out. Lunches with friends? Classes of some kind? (Ideally free or cheap ones.) Swapping language lessons with someone who wants to improve their spoken or written English and help me learn to read kanji or sign ASL? A teaching or tutoring gig? (Maybe the local library needs volunteers in their adult learning center. I've sent them a note.) A crafting meetup? A chorus or other singing group? A walking club? Doing storytime or otherwise helping out at Kit's daycare? It doesn't need to be a big thing or a long thing or a very structured thing. It just has to start at around the right time of day and get me out of the house and engage my body and mind and bring me real joy. Nothing will do that as well as time with Kit, but some approximation should be possible. Suggestions are very welcome, keeping in mind that I used to write the learning section of the nonsense nyc weekly events newsletter and already know about basically every source of free and cheap educational experiences in the city. :)

art accountability

Sep. 12th, 2017 09:06 pm
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Waterman 52V wet noodle, Diamine Eclipse.

Continuing basic face and eye practice. Next up will be reading the two pages of pointers on drawing the eye (eyebrows, eyelashes).

ETA:
Ctrl+Paint du jour:
- Blending Paint (did worksheet)
- Temp Layers
- Faster Layer Shortcut Keys (now I know how to record Photoshop actions!)
- Brush Technique: Blending
- Blending Practice (worked on worksheet, not done with it)

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