Flowers in a fling, you grow in the weeds
Good news: I slept something like ten hours last night. Bad news: that means I woke just in time to see a rather delicate peach-and-periwinkle sunset tipping the roofs of our street before we were plunged again into the eternal darkness of mid-December. I am naturally nocturnal, but I still feel discombulated. Have a couple of links.
1. Courtey of a friend who is not on DW: I had not known all that much about Rutherford B. Hayes prior to this afternoon, but it seems he was both cooler than I thought and looked much better without the beard.
2. I feel it is unfair for any species to be introduced to the general population as "the ugliest [x] in the world," but I love the discovery of new plants. I think my favorite is Tiganophyton karasense.
3. Courtesy of![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch: when you move into a house rumored to have been built by a notorious bootlegger, a cache of Prohibition-era whiskey is probably the least weird thing you could find in your walls.
4. Identifying a shipwreck: after two hundred and fifty years, Streedagh's "Butter Boat" has turned out to be the Greyhound out of Whitby. I now have the song of the same name by Heather Dale stuck in my head, even though I believe there is no actual connection between the two.
5. Courtesy ofselkie: the Edwardian Christmas card that should launch a thousand m/m novels.
Print copies are still preorders, but e-books of the newly released double issue of Vastarien 3.2 are now available as I understand them and contain my poem "Drinking from the Incantation Bowl" along with a wealth of other weird poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and art. I am certainly looking forward.
1. Courtey of a friend who is not on DW: I had not known all that much about Rutherford B. Hayes prior to this afternoon, but it seems he was both cooler than I thought and looked much better without the beard.
2. I feel it is unfair for any species to be introduced to the general population as "the ugliest [x] in the world," but I love the discovery of new plants. I think my favorite is Tiganophyton karasense.
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spatch: when you move into a house rumored to have been built by a notorious bootlegger, a cache of Prohibition-era whiskey is probably the least weird thing you could find in your walls.4. Identifying a shipwreck: after two hundred and fifty years, Streedagh's "Butter Boat" has turned out to be the Greyhound out of Whitby. I now have the song of the same name by Heather Dale stuck in my head, even though I believe there is no actual connection between the two.
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selkie: the Edwardian Christmas card that should launch a thousand m/m novels.Print copies are still preorders, but e-books of the newly released double issue of Vastarien 3.2 are now available as I understand them and contain my poem "Drinking from the Incantation Bowl" along with a wealth of other weird poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and art. I am certainly looking forward.
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Also now I am wondering if it is statistically unlikely that a person who averaged one voyage a year during the age of wind-powered sail has only shipwrecked once. *blinks* WHY WOULD ANYONE STEP ONTO A BOAT. And yes, I know the sea was out there. Still!
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I WAS RATHER DISTRESSED BY THAT PART OF THE STORY.
Also now I am wondering if it is statistically unlikely that a person who averaged one voyage a year during the age of wind-powered sail has only shipwrecked once.
I don't think so, but now I have "Jim Harris" stuck in my head.
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You see why it is stuck in my head!
(I picked it up in grad school; I've still never heard anyone other than the Punters sing it, but I was rather pleased earlier this fall to discover it has a Roud number and field recordings and everything.)
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Well that’s just Holmes and Watson. Probably trying to locate the source of the goose that contained the Blue Carbuncle.
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I thought of Holmes more than I did Watson, but perhaps the muffler was a disguising factor in his case.
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the Edwardian Christmas card that should launch a thousand m/m novels.
Yeahwow.
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Definitely yay sleep! I've been getting very little. I just prefer it when I also get sun.
Yeahwow.
God rest ye merry, gentlemen, indeed.
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*enjoys the delicious link sausage*
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Thank you! It was very attractive.
*enjoys the delicious link sausage*
I had not heard this phrase before and I like it.
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Congrats on the imminent release of Vastarien 3.2, and thank you for the heartening trivia about Rutherford B. Hayes.
"Our walls are built of booze"--indeed! What a great find.
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It has such personality!
Congrats on the imminent release of Vastarien 3.2, and thank you for the heartening trivia about Rutherford B. Hayes.
Thank you, and you're welcome! I will say more about the publication when my contributor's copies arrive.
"Our walls are built of booze"--indeed! What a great find.
It goes with the message in a bottle discovered this week in a wall in Back Bay.
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That orchid looks straight out of Little Shop of Horrors.
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He really does. It's kind of ridiculous. I am coming to the conclusion that almost everyone looks better without a nineteenth-century beard.
That orchid looks straight out of Little Shop of Horrors.
Yes! Very throaty.
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That card. Whoa. Just drop Jeremy Brett's likeness in there for maximum Edwardian queerness.
Well done on Vastarian!
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I really wasn't expecting it from Hayes. All previous photos I had seen of him were bearded presidential portraits where he looked deeply, respectably boring.
That card. Whoa. Just drop Jeremy Brett's likeness in there for maximum Edwardian queerness.
I also thought of Brett! The grey coat doesn't hurt.
Well done on Vastarian!
Thank you!