re: subject line, see also: despair and/or Sisyphus. (I am currently at 308 tabs on Mahir, my main computer, and I think I still have another 30 or 40 open on Lincoln from while I was away.)

And thus we have another batch of unsorted linkspam rather than a reading meme or some such. ^^;

I just updated [tumblr.com profile] jinksyandthebrain (my kittens-only Tumblr) with the photos [personal profile] scruloose sent me while I was in Ontario. (Kas sent a few too, but another friend is in a couple of them, so I need to ask her before posting them.)

Signal boost (since for once I'm managing this in a [sort of >.>] timely manner): as of a couple days ago, [personal profile] d_generate_girl was wondering if anyone has any leads or advice on finding a place in NYC for the end of the month.

My usual library branch is the main downtown one, which is scheduled to close very soon. Here's an article about the new building that's replacing it. (This change has so far resulted in the two books I have out now not being due until December, and the need for me to choose a new pickup location for each new hold I place. I don't expect the library system to take into account that I automatically suspend all of my holds for two years [the maximum period it allows], but it'd be nice if I could simply change my default pickup location myself instead of needing to do it every time, especially since none of the branches' official names are how I think of them.)

Via Twitter, "The Spy Who Loved Me: An undercover surveillance operation that went too far", an article about a woman discovering that a man she was involved with and who fathered her eldest son was an undercover agent infiltrating a group she was part of. O_O

A few links via Facebook:

--Consider the messages that tattoos are sending". "Thanks to my medical career, I have more than a passing familiarity with a wide variety of tattoos. Although I don’t have any myself, I can appreciate the art form. I have commented to patients about the beauty of some of their tattoos."

--"45 Random Observations About Nova Scotia".

--"Photographer Sends His Kids Back In Time With These Moving Vintage Photos".

--"I am racist, and so are you: Recognizing and addressing racism in yourself". "This post is aimed at white folk, because our position of privilege allows us to benefit from, rather than be oppressed by, institutional racism."

Via Twitter, "12 things white people can do now because Ferguson".

Via [community profile] ladybusiness (and I'm lifting Ana's description from them), "Trigger Warning: Breakfast" is "a powerful comic about a woman's experience with rape and how we need to tell different kinds of stories; ones that acknowledge how often life differs from the kinds of scripts we recognise."

Via [livejournal.com profile] draycevixen, a 2007 film of choreographer Matthew Bourne talking about creating m/m ballet love duets. There's some really lovely footage.

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([personal profile] scrollgirl Aug. 20th, 2014 11:18 pm)
*waves* Hi, guys. I'm... not really here? But I figured this was something I could cross-post, you know, in case you wanted to hear about art I've seen recently.

Admission to the AGO is free on Wednesdays, 6:00pm-8:30pm, so I decided to swing by after work and take a look at some of their current exhibits. Photography is hit or miss for me, but there's a new collection that spans the history of photography from the 1840s to today. I hadn't realized it'd been invented so early!

I also saw Fan the Flames: Queer Positions in Photography, which opened during Pride Week, I think. Mostly photography as well, but somehow the queer focus, the activism implicit in the art, the commentary, elevated it for me beyond a series of well-designed shots. A decent balance of dykes and gay men, mostly white people but with black drag queens well-represented. A whole table of gay men's magazines with buff naked guys. The Vanity Fair cover with k.d. lang and Cindy Crawford. *g* Some genderfuckery that I probably would have failed to appreciate five years ago, but which I really enjoyed.

Then I wasted time in the European Art gallery, revisiting the Dutch and Belgian painters--they're gorgeous, so I can't just walk past them even though I've seen them before. I stopped at the metalwork (see nautilus cup above) because there's a bit of Daja Kisubo in me--metals are so much more interesting than textiles. (Sorry, Sandry.)

Before and After the Horizon: Anishinaabe Artists of the Great Lakes looks really fantastic and I didn't get to spend nearly enough time there. I love Norval Morrisseau's art, all bold colours and well-spaced shapes, everything balanced, nothing crowded. But there were new artists I'll need to check out more carefully. Again, I prefer metalwork and paintings over photography and textiles, but that was at a quick first glance. I don't know much about Aboriginal Canadian art, let alone this Anishinaabe school, so I definitely have to come back.
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([personal profile] zarhooie Aug. 20th, 2014 09:28 pm)
Just a quick note: through some combination of magical finances and sheer determination, I am going to be on the right and proper coast (aka New England) from 25-30 September. I'll be in Albany visiting my grandmother for the weekend, and will have the bookend time in Boston. I will let folks know more details about plans etc when I have them hammered out a bit more. I suspect that there will be a group dinner somewhere gluten- and fish-free, but I'm not sure what day that'll be happening. Probably Thursday.

Anyway, consider yourselves notified!
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([personal profile] sineala Aug. 20th, 2014 08:30 pm)
What I Just Finished Reading

Nancy Varian Berberick, Shadow of the Seventh Moon and Panther's Hoard: [personal profile] island_of_reil loaned me these; they're Dark Ages fantasy, just post-Arthur, and the main character is a dwarf. The writing is really lovely; it reminds me a lot of Sutcliff, except maybe with more Old English thrown in, and the plots had this whole divided-loyalties thing going on.

M. G. Balme & J. H. W. Morwood, Cupid & Psyche: An adaptation of the story in The Golden Ass of Apuleius: Finally finished reading this! It's a student adaptation with a commentary, glossary, etc etc, and it was a large amount of fun, especially because I had forgotten most of the myth and kept yelling PSYCHE PSYCHE HOW ARE YOU SO STUPID at it. Also I had completely forgotten that she'd gotten her sister killed.

What I'm Reading Now

*gestures about journal* Gee, I dunno, there might be some comics. Maybe. Maybe they have Tony Stark in them.

(I do like other characters too, honest! I have just... been reading a lot of Tony lately. I keep meaning to actually read Captain Marvel and Ms. Marvel because I am sure I will love them but I don't know how much of Carol's back issues I should actually be reading and whether it's worth reading the old skeevy-sounding alien rape stuff or what.)

What I'm Reading Next

This book Lysimache kindle-loaned me that I don't remember the name of. Historical m/m romance with Saxons in forbidden looooooove with each other. Because, well, yes.
If you are following me on Tumblr I am very sorry and am apparently going to continue to have New Avengers feelings over here too. My feels are too vast to be contained merely by reblogging things. Because, see, now I own a copy of NA #23. And a free-with-purchase glow-in-the-dark Original Sin rubber ball shaped like the Watcher's disembodied eye, which upon reflection is rather macabre. Also I am wearing my shiny new "beaten shield" Cap shield, which while I am continuing to reflect on things I have realized is also sad.

I have an embarrassing quantity of Tony Stark feels today. I am very sorry. No, wait. I am kind of embarrassed, but actually not sorry.

OH MY GOD. )
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What, I answered comments instead of starting this report right away, I'm losing steam now. (The sangria's probably worn off, though.)

So today we tramped around Dublin and saw All the Old Things. We started at Trinity College, to see the Book of Kells and the Long Room.

Now, I have been to see these things before, in 1997 with [livejournal.com profile] rysmiel and possibly also [livejournal.com profile] papersky. And it might be just my terrible memory (I have a journal from this era, but it's in a format and possibly a location I can't read right now), but what I remember is looking at a couple gospels from the Book of Kells, open to whatever page they decided for that time period, and then looking down the Long Room and saying "yup. Long."

Things have become considerably more informative since then. There is a couple rooms worth of displays before the Book of Kells about the history, what materials were used to make it and what the illustrations meant, the scholarly theories on how many people worked on it, what they did about errors, all kinds of things. My favorite tidbits were two: (1) there's a whole page that was copied twice, which in a remarkable show of restraint is merely marked with red crosses in the margins; and (2) the illustrations sometimes went out of their way to emphasize the Latin meaning "he (Jesus) said", including once drawing a lion, which formed the first two letters, with its paws held to its mouth, which was surprisingly adorable.

Also, because the exhibit blows up all the illustrations so you can see the detail, it's all the more impressive to see the actual thing, which is bigger than a standard hardcover these days but not that much bigger, and all the exquisite artwork is tiny.

The Long Room had a display about Brian Boru which was told with text banners on one side and the most amazing art banners on the other: you can see all of them at the exhibit's webpage, and I highly recommend looking (they're by Cartoon Saloon, a local animation studio). It also had relevant original documents and artifacts as well as other pop-culture things about Brian, like a Mexican comic book.

And, of course, it's a really long room filled with books. And the very narrow ladders needed to reach the top shelves.

(It was very crowded even pretty much first thing on a week-day morning, but with some patience and willingness to maneuver, you can read and see everything. And they send you through the gift shop on the way back out too, not just on the way in, though weirdly I was prepared to buy a big pack of postcards with images from the Book of Kells (I was going to rotate through them with the diptychs from Bath), but the gift shop would only sell me individual ones, and only 7 different ones at that.)

Before we left, we saw workers restoring the cobblestones, which involved re-laying the stones themselves and then pouring asphalt or suchlike around them with what looked all the world like gravy boats.

Then we walked over to Dublin Castle, which I was also at in 1997—I went to the Eurocon, which was held in the convention-center part of the complex. Have some pictures:

On the way: stained glass over the Olympia Theatre

An example of the conglomeration that is Dublin Castle: a medieval tower joined to a more modern building, electricity included.

Two bits of the Royal Chapel (which dates from about 1814): how you did ventilation back then, and child(-like?) faces judging you from the ceiling.

One of a set of cool sand sculptures.

Did I mention, conglomeration?

The accompanying gardens are not very interesting in the center (flat grass laid out in a circle with spiraling brick paths to look nice from above), but in each of the four corners around the circle was something hidden: a memorial, a glass snake, another sculpture, and an overlook with garden and more statuary. It was pretty great.

There was also a free exhibit on the Ulysses Cylinders, which doubtless would have been more meaningful to me if I'd read Ulysses, but the process of making the glass cylinders themselves was pretty neat: a painter sketched designs, glassworkers recreated them in very thin rods of glass, and that glass design was then impressed on the hot unblown glass that would become the cylinders. (This involved a big team of people, none of whom are credited at the opening of the exhibit, but which are mentioned in the second room, which has the details on how it was done.)

After that we had an undistinguished lunch at the first place that appeared to be open (though it was serving drinks but not food for another fifteen minutes), and then we went Christ Church and St. Patrick's Cathedral.

Christ Church was not as interesting to me, and I can't put my finger on why? I mean, both of them have needed heavy repairs over time, and Christ Church has actual crypts, but St. Patrick's must play on some prejudice of mine regarding what "old" looks like. Also, it has better stained glass and is well-supplied with anecdotes about Jonathan Swift, who was Dean there for over thirty years.

I don't have a lot of pictures, because they're dark inside and the cameraphone can't cope with stained glass, alas, but here's a few:

Flying buttresses at Christ Church—I can't remember if this is the side that's 18 inches off plumb? It's incredibly disorienting.

A well-loved cat outside Christ Church.

A rare face on the exterior of St. Patrick's: no gargoyles, no statues, just this little face and, on the window below, two looking inward at the end of the surrounding direction, which are not nearly as prominent (and not in this picture). If anyone knows more, please chime in.

Anyway, we stomped around those, and then we stomped around by the river, and then we came back to the hotel and took a short nap before dinner, being thoroughly stomped-out.

We had tapas at Zaragoza for dinner, which was very tasty and a great value—we were there just before 6:30 and thus got their early bird special, which was a plate of 6 dishes for €17 and which would have been more than enough for just me. Chad & I split one of those and also had a single extra dish, and it was all delicious. (It was often difficult to get a server's attention, but when we did, they were pretty prompt.) Recommended if you're in the area.

Tomorrow, Newgrange and Tara.
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([personal profile] falena Aug. 20th, 2014 06:54 pm)
Give me a letter and I will hold forth on one of the following topics:

A. Author You’ve Read The Most Books From
B. Best Sequel Ever
C. Currently Reading
D. Drink of Choice While Reading
E. E-Reader or Physical Books
F. Fictional Character You Would Have Dated In High School
G. Glad You Gave This Book A Chance
H. Hidden Gem Book
I. Important Moments of Your Reading Life
J. Just Finished
K. Kinds of Books You Won’t Read
L. Longest Book You’ve Read
M. Major Book Hangover Because Of
N. Number of Bookcases You Own
O. One Book That You Have Read Multiple Times
P. Preferred Place to Read
Q. Quote From A Book That Inspires You/Gives You Feelings
R. Reading Regret
S. Series You Started and Need to Finish
T. Three Of Your All-Time Favorite Books
U. Unapologetic Fangirl For
W. Worst Bookish Habit
V. Very Excited For This Release More Than Any Other
X. Marks The Spot (Start On Your Bookshelf And Count to the 27th Book)
Y. Your Latest Book Purchase
Z. ZZZ-Snatcher (last book that kept you up WAY late)

You can totally tell I'm home alone most of the day, heh. I haven't posted this frequently in years.
([personal profile] tigerfort Aug. 20th, 2014 05:32 pm)
Dear Mr Moffat,

If you can write this
When they made this particular hero, they didn't give him a gun – they gave him a screwdriver to fix things. They didn't give him a tank or a warship or an x-wing fighter – they gave him a box from which you can call for help. And they didn't give him a superpower or pointy ears or a heat-ray – they gave him an extra heart. They gave him two hearts! And that’s an extraordinary thing.

(with which I enthusiastically agree), could you please write a Doctor who lives up to that analysis, and maybe leave the casual genocide out for a season or two? Pretty please?

Yours hopefully,
A Who fan.
BBC America is advertising the series premier of a show called "Intruders" and the teasers include a grim man with dark gloves intoning, "We're just here to shepherd you," as he extends a ... bright yellow 45-rpm record adapter (in a menacing fashion, towards a presumed struggling person who is not in frame). I don't think they are going for the coat-hanger gag from Indiana Jones....



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([personal profile] ramtops Aug. 20th, 2014 02:52 pm)

I made a batch of these for a friend’s curry evening, and they were so nice, I’ve just made another huge batch for us! I might have gone ever so slightly overboard with the quantities, so think on if you’re going to try this :)

1kg black-eyed peas (£3.69 for 2kgs from our local Indian shop)
1 carton Sainsburys passata (£0.55)
2 chopped onions (£1.80 for 4kgs from the Turkish shop so – 30p max)
⅓ big carton of Aldi mushrooms, sliced thinly (about £0.50)
groundnut oil (about a dessertspoon)
various spices to suit (listed below)

12 generous servings for a fiver, absolute max.   I made this in the slow cooker, but if you don’t want to/don’t have to, I’d give it a couple of hours on the hob to get the flavour right through.

Put the black-eyes in to soak for about 12 hours/overnight. They do say you don’t need to soak them, but I always soak beans and peas. They will absorb water at a rate of knots, so use a bowl rather bigger than you might think you’ll need.

Put them in the pot, add the mushrooms and passata, and about half a passata carton of water.

Grind/mix some Indian spices; Pete always does this, but it’s not writ in stone. Cumin, coriander seeds, cardamon, bit of chilli, turmeric – whatever works for you. But we tend to go for Lots, because you want the taste. Fry off the onions in some oil (i use groundnut) until they’re just starting to catch, then add the spices and cook them off a bit. A small splash of water is a good idea here. Decant that lot into the pot, add a bit of salt and black pepper.

if slow cooking, about eight hours on low. If hobbing, bring to the boil then a very gentle simmer for a couple of hours. Sprinkle fresh coriander on top if you have any (ours has bolted, sadly).

Freezes beautifully, makes a tasty vegan meal on its own, or a great accompaniment for a curry.

Mirrored from Reactive Cooking.

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([personal profile] liseuse Aug. 20th, 2014 01:46 pm)
What Are You Reading (Actually On A!) Wednesday:

• What are you currently reading?
• What did you recently finish reading?
• What do you think you’ll read next?

What are you currently reading?

War and Peace, Tolstoy. Nicholas has come home to save the family finances! This is a terrible idea. He is better at building bridges with the neighbouring landowner to the extravagant country estate than anyone else has been so far. (Hint for saving money: get rid of extravagant country estate. This hint reveals that I am not, and have no connection to, the landowning classes.) Chaos will ensue! Natasha is the perfect embodiment of what it means to be Russian despite having been raised by a French governess.

Citizens, Schama. Well, this one hasn't been opened in a week and a bit, but technically it's still in the process of being read.

The Secret Listeners by Sinclair McKay. This is about the Listening Service, in WWII, thousands of young men and women around the world listening in on military transmissions and sending them back to the UK so that they could be decoded by Bletchley. I'm 176 pages in and it all feels a bit 'setting the scene'; I've learned about a lot of people and read a lot of letters and diary entries about life in Cairo, and dramatic escapes from Belgrade, and some hilariously snippy conversations between senior members of different arms of the intelligence services and armed forces.

What did you recently finish reading?

Shadowstory by Jennifer Johnson. This is very quiet novel in which nothing much happens, but it was well written and a good enough lunchtime read. It's the story of Polly, who was born in 1940, in Dublin, and her uncle, Sam, who is only five years older than she is. The novel splits between Polly's life with her mother, stepfather (her father goes to serve in WWII and is killed in action), and two stepsiblings, and her life in Kildaragh, where her grandparents live.

What do you think you’ll read next?

Who knows! I tidied my bookshelves last week and came across quite a few books I bought in charity shops but haven't managed to get around to reading, so I should probably work my way through those.
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([personal profile] abyssinia Aug. 20th, 2014 11:27 am)
I have been watching way too much tv and movies, so there will be a post coming about, at least, Fringe and Jericho. But for now, I saw linked somewhere an amazing new Iron Man vid by Lim: Expo by Lim It is everything that makes vidding beautiful and awesome and so very much movie-verse Tony Stark.

On that note, I know there are people here in MCU fandom. I've occasionally been craving fic in that universe, but I'm having trouble figuring out how to navigate that huge pile of fic, particularly since I'm bouncing hard off of ship-fic and that seems to be a lot of it. That and I Do Not Understand the obsession with Loki, who is a power-obsessed mass murderer and I have no interest in any story that pretends he isn't.

What I'm really in the mood for is a long, plotty character-driven fic I can sink my teeth into - relationships are okay but I'd rather they not be the main point of the story. Characters I am particularly interested in include Natasha, Hawkeye, Iron Man, and Bruce. Anyone have any good recs?
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([personal profile] pne Aug. 20th, 2014 11:27 am)

I thought of a gap in English: it has no preposition corresponding to German “an”+accusative.

In some cases, what is one preposition in German with dative or accusative (for position vs. movement) is the same preposition in English (The cat is under the table vs. The cat runs under the table; The bird is over the table vs. The bird flies over the table) or is differentiated with -to for the movement version (The ball is in the box vs. The ball falls into the box; The pen is on the table vs. The pen falls onto the table).

But for “at”, there’s only the “position” meaning, and there’s no “movement” variant.

For example, in German, you could say, “Schieb den Karton an die Wand”; in English, you’d need a circumlocution such as “Push the cardboard box all the way to the wall” or “right up to the wall”. “Push it at the wall” wouldn’t have the same meaning, and there’s no *“Push it atto the wall” or *“Push it to at the wall”.

There is “to”, but it’s more similar to German “zu” or Esperanto “al” rather than to German “an” or Esperanto “ĝis” with their connotation of touching at the end.

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([personal profile] dglenn Aug. 20th, 2014 05:24 am)

"I've been doing this since I was a teenager. I didn't think I would have to do it when I was 90. We need to stand up today so that people won't have to do this when they're 90." -- Hedy Epstein, a 90-year-old Holocaust survivor, after getting arrested during a protest in St. Louis 2014-08-18, quoted in an article by Steven Hsieh in The Nation

So I am attempting to write early-canon Avengers fic and in the course of my fic research it has become necessary to read up on the history of Things That Have Happened To Tony Stark's Chest. I knew at some point the initial situation went from "Tony must wear the chestplate of his armor at all times, hidden under his clothes" to "Tony has an artificial heart that is still unreliable."

So I eventually figured out what issues this story was in, and read them, and somehow ended up liveblogging them to #cap-im ([community profile] cap_ironman's IRC channel) because apparently early Iron Man is ~amazing~ in this completely overwrought tragic emo way and it is both hilarious and beautiful. And also the channel hadn't read them either. I meant to actually write fic tonight but somehow this happened instead.

Therefore I figured I would spam you all with my dramatic IRC transcript (me only because I wasn't going to ask anyone else if I could quote them) liveblogging of That Time Tony Got An Artificial Heart, because why not? It involves sad angst in the rain, dramatic irony, identity porn to the degree of "Tony is pretending to be a villain pretending to be Tony who is wearing the original Iron Man suit but of course everyone is wondering where the real Iron Man is because everyone knows Tony isn't Iron Man, duh!" and, uh, saving the day by making out with Madame Masque.

After all, it's not like you were Iron Man or anything! )

I love this canon; it's beautiful. For, uh, certain very specific definitions of "beautiful."

Also, while I am rhapsodizing about emo Tony Stark, have a MCU Tony gen vid rec: Expo, by lim. It is shiny and new and excellent and I generally always enjoy her vids and it's just really really cool.
Purple's reaction to Kat's suggestion about the rice paper word scramble, divided between bakeries, was pure crowing delight.

phone was grumbling about the state of the espresso machine and how people don't clean the steam wand. Somehow, and I'm not entirely clear on how, this briefly turned into an Infocom-style text adventure based in the kitchen.

My manager is back! I told her the tale of the Fellow vs. Helpdesk, and the runaround that involved three business days, and one business weekend. Including the part where if you didn't know who he was already, you couldn't look up who he was via the usual tools, because his login was that hosed. Though if you knew who his manager was (a C-level exec) you could find him that way... I also told her about the lunch during which "one of my boys" had sat a table over from some dude.

It turns out that I have more patience for this system than my manager, who basically just wants it to go away quietly, or otherwise cease to cause her trouble.

My headset has been acting up, and redialing Kat instead of the last person called (Nora).
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