I know I've only brought you grief
I lost most of Friday to a migraine. Saturday I did not have a migraine and attended rehearsal, which was lovely, but then came home in the evening and collapsed with shrimp curry soup courtesy of
choco_frosh. Today I appear to have a migraine again, or at least an escalation of headache to the point of nausea and the desire not to move from my bed or even turn my head and open my eyes, which is not for any number of reasons a viable option. I am not happy. I have written again to the ENT. I quietly ate some corned beef for the day.
1. Philip Hoare on boilersuits.
rushthatspeaks and I agree that Derek Jarman would approve of the banner images. The article quite properly refers to him as "St. Derek."
2. Adam Gopnik on Diderot. I had never previously given him much thought, but this profile-review succeeds unequivocally in making me want to have a conversation with the philosopher or at least read his novel with the talking genitalia.
3. I started reading this story because of the title and finished it because of the prose: Quintan Ana Wikswo's "The Fisherman Bombardier of Naval Station Norfolk: A Performance in Four Generations, Three Races, and Too Many Genders to Name."
4. Courtesy of
moon_custafer: Art Deco and Streamline Moderne radios. I visit a couple of those at the MFA.
5. I keep forgetting that "The Good Ship Calabar" is the same tune as "The Handsome Cabin Boy." This is probably because I don't actually like "The Handsome Cabin Boy" very much.
I watched a couple of movies last night, but I am not writing about anything because my concentration is shot from pain, and I hate that perhaps even more than I hate being in pain. I spend a lot of my life in pain. I have to get something out of it anyway.
1. Philip Hoare on boilersuits.
2. Adam Gopnik on Diderot. I had never previously given him much thought, but this profile-review succeeds unequivocally in making me want to have a conversation with the philosopher or at least read his novel with the talking genitalia.
3. I started reading this story because of the title and finished it because of the prose: Quintan Ana Wikswo's "The Fisherman Bombardier of Naval Station Norfolk: A Performance in Four Generations, Three Races, and Too Many Genders to Name."
4. Courtesy of
5. I keep forgetting that "The Good Ship Calabar" is the same tune as "The Handsome Cabin Boy." This is probably because I don't actually like "The Handsome Cabin Boy" very much.
I watched a couple of movies last night, but I am not writing about anything because my concentration is shot from pain, and I hate that perhaps even more than I hate being in pain. I spend a lot of my life in pain. I have to get something out of it anyway.

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Diderot was a complex person, upside being his enthusiasm for knowledge. I often think of him when I contemplate Wikipedia and the Net--it was exactly that that the Encyclopedists tried to invent.
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I'm sorry about the tech loop. I assume you have tried different browsers and all the usual.
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I read it in print myself, but that's harder to share with the internet.
It kind of slips over the surface of what Diderot was like, but it's a good intro,.
I'm glad.
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I agree with you that I don't find thigh-pinching endearing any more than Catherine did. I did take the letter to his lover as encouraging rather than pushy. Fortunately, my wanting to have a conversation with a historical figure is not contingent on my wanting to sleep with them.
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Also of course I meant tsarina, not tsarevna.
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I think my head just exploded.
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I knew all the connotations of theater, but I hadn't actually known the same went for "musical." I'm going to keep it.
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I will remove them if you report they begin listening to you.
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*hugs*
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I hope your headache goes away soon.
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I adore the Sparton Bluebird.
I hope your headache goes away soon.
Thank you.
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Boilersuits! Is that the name of that garment! I love it very much--very nice.
And I'll have to show the radios to wakanomori; he'll like them very much (they are very likable).
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It was excellent soup. It's being a really awful migraine.
Boilersuits! Is that the name of that garment! I love it very much--very nice.
I really do associate them with Jarman—Karl Johnson's Ariel wears one in his Tempest (1979).
And I'll have to show the radios to wakanomori; he'll like them very much (they are very likable).
I like the idea of likeable radios, and I also agree with you that they are. I hope he does!
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He did! Likeability: further verified!
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A modern-day Rational Dress Society is apparently trying to encourage the wearing of them, by both selling ready-made ones and offering free downloadable patterns for those who wish to make their own:
https://www.jumpsu.it/pattern/
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Thank you!
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Thank you.
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Good to know!
I disagree with great chunks of it
Also good to know!
how can you prefer 'Le Neveu de Rameau' to 'Jacques le Fataliste'?
The latter is the one thing of Diderot's I'm confident of having read—it was referenced in E.T.A. Hoffmann's Kater Murr, so I went out and found a translation. That was almost two decades ago, though, so I should probably re-read it.
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Okay, that's cool.
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:( :( :(
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*hugs*
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The Diderot reviews also sound great! He seems like he would make a much more fun dinner companion than Rousseau or Saint-Just.
I watched a couple of movies last night, but I am not writing about anything because my concentration is shot from pain, and I hate that perhaps even more than I hate being in pain. I spend a lot of my life in pain. I have to get something out of it anyway.
Very late sympathy, but a lot of sympathy nonetheless.