Two non-fiction books

Jul. 15th, 2025 08:03 pm
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  • Unruly: The Ridiculous History of England's Kings and Queens by David Mitchell (2023): [personal profile] lirazel posted about the audiobook version of this, which got me to put this on my list, but alas my library only has access to the print version; I feel that the audiobook version is probably superior. There were several parts in the book that were a slog to get through the paragraph, that would be perfectly fine if you were listening to a patented David Mitchell Rant about the subject. In fact, imagining them in David Mitchell's voice is how I got through them. Read more... )

  • Subpar Parks: America's Most Extraordinary National Parks and Their Least Impressed Visitors by Amber Share (2021): A bookified version of a Instagram account I never followed, a copy of which I read at someone's house who was using as a bookmark something that indicated they had gotten it as a gift when it came out and never got past the first fifth of the book. This book would have been fine if it had not decided it was going to fight the one star reviews, and instead just showed the artwork and mentioned how great the park was. As it was, it positioned itself as an argument between the one star reviewers and the author, and the one star reviewers won.Read more... )

More WW and other tales

Jul. 15th, 2025 06:03 am
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This will all be random but things I want to not forget.
1) The camp spot we had was right next to authentic encampment and we know folks there and it was nice. They complimented our (in my head ghetto) but in their head much better attempt at period than most folks.

2) Ralph and Scarlett are always a hoot and we need to have them with us next time. Even though Ralph is stubborn and doesn't want that but liked it when he had a table to cook on while we were at court. My dude...

3) Chatting with Countess Gwen about fabric since she had just picked up the same silk brocade I used on my pelican. She also just got her Pelican in February!

3)NS fighting conventions are not 180°, its confirmation of engagement. Mel got caught on that one. oops. The guy was super nice and mel totally felt bad.

4) Fiber people are just going to congregate. The scribal open area had no scribal going on but 3 folks spinning. So I sat down and chatted. There is a laurel from canada who I've interacted with over the years around the US and she just has to be right. Its exhausting. I will remember her name eventually cause she and her husband are RV folks and come to WotP so I really should remember. But the rest of the folks were lovely and we had a nice time spinning. One of the gals was in an assistive chair cause whe she stands her PB goes to like 160. They have only been looking at her heart and not like veins etc. I suggested having them talk with vascular folks and they haven't had a table test yet. But they were happy someone listened to them and have things to chat about and we figured out when shes at home working she lounges backwards with her feet up all the time. Yeah have those legs looked at. I'm also the person who has compression socks, even when its hot and I look stoopid.

5) NS folks are not used to people traveling with a full mixing bar. I'm a west coast duchess that is how we roll. Being able to serve the queen of NS a G&T easily was awesome. Also, having NA drinks like carpi suns made one of my fave countesses super happy.

6) Becca made kolache with chicken, sweet potato, curry and spices. They were the perfect food and we had extras to hand out to drunk folks. Definitely doing that next year too. Becca will be sending us the dough recipe and she made it dairy free for me.

7) Photos of WW

8) Benton did a good job at archery helping Nikolai and other kids get their stuffies. He did not bring one home for himself. He also gave his main prize away from Kittens versus Lava to Nikolai since he had that set of legos already.

9) my new aprons worked well but I didn't get any photos of me wearing them. I'm sure I'm in photos but no idea who was shooting.

10) The cuts to the parks and bad decisions ruined the north rim

11) fire near my MIL (3 miles east) but in the last few hours it got well contained and they brought the threat level way down but people did lose homes and property. Okanogan County Active incidents so that was a spike of stress

12) my phone is dying and missing the texts etc. the battery gets hot a lot. I will put in a rec for a new one when we get home. Its 5 years old and taken a lot of abuse so we shall see.

But yeah those are the things.

okay

Jul. 15th, 2025 10:44 pm
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starfieldcanvas:

andhumanslovedstories:

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mumintroll:

okay

One thing I don’t really get is drawing a distinction between “social skills” and “agreeableness”. Sure, constant appeasement of what others want isn’t exactly a good social mechanism, but aren’t all social skills just an iteration of figuring out how agreeable you should be, and then figuring out how to be that level of agreeable?

I think “agreeableness” is a subsection of social skill, but JUST being agreeable is often a strategy for people who are not comfortable dealing with more assertive interactions. Like it’s good to be flexible and willing to accommodate with stuff, and it’s bad to sacrifice your opinions to go along to get along. There’s a level of agreeableness that gets corrosive to your sense of self-worth. It can also identify you as a person that is easy to take advantage of, or a person whose opinion doesn’t matter, or frankly a person who is just boring. Being super agreeable is the easiest to make an interaction frictionless. That’s fine for many types of interactions, but there are plenty of conversations where the goal cannot be “and no one ever disagrees or gets mad at you.” Meaningful relationships have texture.

Social skills overall include the ability to tolerate discomfort in interactions and relationships. Often agreeableness is a big factor in how you manage these moments—being flexible on solutions to problems, for example, is something I’d consider being agreeable—but agreeableness as the only strategy means that what you are constantly compromising is your sense of self. Depending on your discomfort with social navigation, even disagreeing with someone’s opinion on a song feels like it could destroy your entire relationship.

A more advanced level of social skills allow you to navigate situations involving disagreements, personality mismatches, difficult conversations, the feeling you are disturbing people by forcing them to deal with you, the horror of being vulnerable and open about your own feelings without knowing how the other person will respond. It’s stuff like: Turning someone down after they ask you out, explaining that you don’t drink, reaching out to someone who just experienced a tragedy, asking someone to get lunch with you, recovering from loudly burping mid-sentence in an important conversation, dealing with the moments you realize you’ve stepped into a conversational landmine, telling someone that you disagree with their political view, complimenting someone you don’t know on something they did, telling someone they disappointed you, telling someone you love them.

And to be clear, I love being agreeable. I’d love more people to be agreeable. Pure agreeableness helps you glide through stuff that doesn’t really matter and you don’t need or care to devote energy for. But (general) you should develop a wider ranger of social skills overall because those are generally the ones you’ll use in the relationships and interactions that become most meaningful to your life.

If the only social skill you have is the ability to agree, (1) evil people will hurt you on purpose and (2) good people will hurt you by accident, and then be hurt that you didn’t trust them enough to tell them to stop.

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novelconcepts:

I Saw the TV Glow is such a uniquely, devastatingly queer story. Two queer kids trapped in suburbia. Both of them sensing something isn’t quite right with their lives. Both of them knowing that wrongness could kill them. One of them getting out, trying on new names, new places, new ways of being. Trying to claw her way to fully understanding herself, trying to grasp the true reality of her existence. Succeeding. Going back to help the other, to try so desperately to rescue an old friend, to show the path forward. Being called crazy. Because, to someone who hasn’t gotten out, even trying seems crazy. Feels crazy. Looks, on the surface, like dying.

And to have that other queer kid be so terrified of the internal revolution that is accepting himself that he inadvertently stays buried. Stays in a situation that will suffocate him. Choke the life out of him. Choke the joy out of him. Have him so terrified of possibly being crazy that he, instead, lives with a repression so extreme, it quite literally is killing him. And still, still, he apologizes for it. Apologizes over and over and over, to people who don’t see him. Who never have. Who never will. Because it’s better than being crazy. Because it’s safer than digging his way out. Killing the image everyone sees to rise again as something free and true and authentic. My god. My god, this movie. It shattered me.

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reasonablywittyatbest:

haunteddollsgeorg:

heystephen:

heystephen:

i saw a girl on tiktok who put her salt lamp in the dishwasher and didn’t realize it would dissolve, and it’s been on my mind for like 3 days

[ID: a screenshot of a tiktok. text reads, “I thought I could wash my salt lamp in the dishwasher! You can’t apparently!” below the text a hand holds up the remains of a salt lamp: just the wooden stand that once supported the lamp itself. /end ID]ALT

thank god i screen shot it

[ID: a screenshot of a tiktok. text reads, “I thought I could wash my salt lamp in the dishwasher! You can’t apparently!” below the text a hand holds up the remains of a salt lamp: just the wooden stand that once supported the lamp itself. /end ID]

Ok you know what that’s a good point i hadn’t even considered???

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eraserheadadult:

when you go to the gender clinic you can ask about being buried alive left to scream and claw at the lid of your coffin until you emerge into your real body & your real name but idk if it’s covered by insurance

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karmelarts:

this isn’t normal. this isn’t how life is supposed to feel. if you don’t think about it it can’t hurt you. I found our hearts and they were still beating. there is still time.

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meta-squash:

i got out of the theater 5 hours ago and i’m still sitting here thinking about i saw the tv glow like the entire concept of a horror movie that’s not truly a horror movie until the very last scene. the concept of a horror movie where the horror is not a literal monster or a monster as metaphor for the self the horror is literally just the self and the damage done to oneself when you refuse a fundamental part of your identity. and how part of the horror isn’t just the damage done to yourself but also to the people who can relate to you and who love and want to help you. but also that little glimmer of hope in “there is still time” because even just looking into the heart of yourself in the mirror is a step forward, even if you take two steps back immediately after. like the horror in hope and the hope in horror and how the whole reason horror is even a thing is because of the existence of hope (and its failure) god this movie is SO good i need to watch it again immediately.

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itsmistybitch:

maraschino-fairy-deactivated202:

“why can’t they just be friends” not in the homophobic way but in the “their platonic relationship in the source material is far more dynamic and complex than the sanitized personalities they gain as a result of shipping” way

“why can’t they just be friends” not in the homophobic way but in the “this is a valuable exploration of intimacy and vulnerability that we’re conditioned to recognize only in romantic relationships but that can exist platonically as well” way

Just one thing: 15 July 2025

Jul. 15th, 2025 09:39 am
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It's challenge time!

Comment with Just One Thing you've accomplished in the last 24 hours or so. It doesn't have to be a hard thing, or even a thing that you think is particularly awesome. Just a thing that you did.

Feel free to share more than one thing if you're feeling particularly accomplished!

Extra credit: find someone in the comments and give them props for what they achieved!

Nothing is too big, too small, too strange or too cryptic. And in case you'd rather do this in private, anonymous comments are screened. I will only unscreen if you ask me to.

Go!
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anonymous-lizard:

uhhhhmanda:

bisexualbaker:

storywonker:

storywonker:

They recorded tinnitus? It’s a physical thing?????

Source

Transcript:

The most mind-blowing moment, not only for De La Mata but the scientists too, came when they managed to actually record the sounds that she heard in her ears – which now appear as ‘Left Ear’ and ‘Right Ear’ which begin sides A and B on the album – and in doing so opened up questions about the nature of tinnitus itself. “The NHS definition is that it’s a phantom sound that your brain is creating, that it isn’t something ‘real’, so you should try to ignore it.” By having De La Mata place her ear into an anechoic chamber, with an ultra-sensitive microphone perched in her ear canal, they were able to provide significant evidence to the contrary. “After the first recording of it, it was ‘There’s no way, this isn’t possible.’” They tried again with her breath held, and again with her tensing her ears, and again with other members of staff, but each time it became apparent that yes, the noises De La Mata hears are seemingly something physical.

HOLY SHIT THAT’S WHAT I HEAR ALL DAY

Can’t believe this is applicable but hi, I’m a doctor of audiology (hearing sciences) and would like to clarify!


SOME tinnitus is physical and can be recorded. Key word being SOME. Tinnitus with physical cause is called objective tinnitus, and may be audible to an outside listener if you have the right equipment (such as in this case). But many types of tinnitus, whether related to hearing loss, psychosomatic causes (“subjective” tinnitus), or other physical damage like pressure on the auditory nerve, won’t be audible to an observer. It just depends on the cause!

Either way, if you’re experiencing sounds in your ears (whether they’re ringing, buzzing, babbling, sometimes even music) that weren’t there, or having changes, consider getting your hearing tested to evaluate the health of the auditory system - this can help you and your healthcare provider determine the best course forward (which can range from hearing aids to tinnitus-specific mindfulness therapy exercises). And remember to seek info from reputable sources - tinnitus treatment is, unfortunately, a big market for grifters.

Fascinating post!

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becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys:

shotgunfullofbabies:

becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys:

becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys:

I have had a really full and busy day today, but the highlight was:

So I’m sitting in the staff work area and one of my colleagues comes up to me. There’s an open day this weekend, and so we need to plan an activity for the would-be students.

“Simple!” I say. “Let’s get them to dissect some owl pellets. Hands on, fun, they get to play with skulls.”

“Good idea!” she says. “But we’ll need something even fancier for the open day in February. What can we do? Perhaps we can take some soil samples.”

And as we’re debating the photogenic merits of soil Vs dead mice…

Suddenly, a Dashing and Handsome Stranger (read: an autistic engineering lecturer) appears with a flourish (read: launches himself into a seat beside us while visibly and physically vibrating with excitement about his special interest being Useful) and asks “HELLO I’M SORRY DID YOU SAY SOIL BECAUSE I HAVE A RAMAN MICROSCOPE”

“Amazing!” declares my colleague. “…Who are you?”

“COME AND SEE IT!!!” he says, currently the human embodiment of the :D emoticon.

We went and saw it. It’s an excellent microscope and his ten minute infodump about it was both spectacular and also extremely useful. We’re going to use it to assess microplastics.

I have a new friend.

Guess who I saw again today! I say ‘saw’, he hunted me down to invite me to train on using his microscopes - it turned out some of the engineers asked if they could look at explosive substances with it and he was like NO YOU MAY NOT IT’S POWERED BY A LASER so now he’s insisting that everyone train on it, but wanted to ask me if I’d like to do it. Obviously I have said yes. He’s getting an SEN as well so he’s put my name down for that, too.

And then we compared notes on working in labs, and he told me about the time he was sent to the 'chemical cupboard’ in his last lab and found a Tesco bag of asbestos, three and a half kilos of TNT, and half a pint of cyanide, and when he told the health and safety woman she just said he should use a lone working protocol, and he was so angry he yelled A LONE WORKING PROTOCOL WILL NOT SAVE THE CHILDREN FROM A DIRTY BOMB, CAROLINE

I love this man

Why did the chemical cupboard have three and a half kilos of trinitrotolulene (the full name for TNT, for those unaware), and was it at the very least an explosives cupboard?

It was not in an explosives cupboard, and he didn’t know. Basically this was in an HE building being converted over to a young offenders institute, and for whatever reason, all the science teachers quit en masse as the switch was happening, leaving all their students in the lurch. So one morning he came into work, was told he was being promoted to Technical Demonstrator, given a Bunch of Mysterious Keys, and told he had three hours to familiarise himself with the contents of the chemical cupboard.

“Great,” he said. “Where is the chemical cupboard?”

“Shrug emoji,” his boss said gravely, and wandered off to have crisps.

So he spent an hour wandering the building and trying his keys in every lock before finally finding a door that opened, and upon finally opening it, was immediately greeted by a Tesco carrier bag on the floor labelled 'Asbestos, do not touch’.

“Right-o,” he thought. “No touching that.”

But then he had two hours left to familiarise himself with the packed shelf contents of quite a large room, and the problem is that when you tell an autistic lab tech to familiarise themselves with a room full of chemicals, what they hear is not “Have a quick look so you have an idea of what’s there”, it’s “These chemicals must be catalogued in detail and also here have a time pressure,” so he was going to be both Thorough and Grumpy about this. And this room was packed.

The oldest bottle he found was a reagent opened in 1959.

It had crystallised.

(“It was quite beautiful, actually,” he told me dreamily. “A work of art. I wish I’d kept it.”)

The cyanide, when he finally found it, was in a stoppered glass vial. So that was the point he lost his shit and went and grabbed Caroline.

The kicker is, Caroline didn’t care. She insisted they didn’t have the money or resources to spare on getting rid of it. So he had to march all the way to the Dean’s office.

“You look like you’re having a bad day,” she said warily.

“Well I thought it would peak with the Tesco carrier bag of asbestos I found,” he said, “but I was very wrong.”

And that’s how you give your boss a heart attack.

DualityReboot AU

Jul. 15th, 2025 02:30 am
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DualityReboot AU

After dramatically passing out, Anakin is carried back to the ship by Obi-Wan and the clone troopers. There, they try and figure out what’s causing him to breath so erratically as well as what’s causing his eyes to bleed.

While the medics fuss about, Obi-Wan can’t help but sit there in stunned shock, replaying the day’s events in his mind over and over again. He knew Anakin had been behaving rather odd lately, acting almost like an entirely different person in some occasions, but he had simply assumed it was the result of the increasing stress of the war.

The battles had taken a rather brutal turn as of late and even Obi-Wan was starting to feel strained, so Anakin acting off kilter was understandable, but falling to the Darkside? Obi-Wan couldn’t believe it. Even though he felt that oppressive darkness strangle him, even though he saw volcanic gold eyes looking back instead of blue, he still felt Anakin.

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