And your postman comes and takes me down the street to your house

[sovay]

I dreamed our bathroom was infested with tiny green and red-and-white crabs, scuttling behind the wastebasket and climbing the walls of the shower. I took pictures, because I knew no one would believe me without visual evidence and I was confused myself. This may be the least obvious dream I have had in some time. There are a lot of things wrong with our apartment, but a sudden access of small crustaceans I really don't worry about.

Yesterday I had the pleasure of enough stamina to take a walk with choco_frosh around the high school and down to Union Square and home by way of the Somerville Community Growing Center, which had people gardening in it while we sat and talked and Schreiber' ate a slightly mysterious selection of empanadas. Today, of course, I am mostly flat and achy and hoping the overcast rains itself off or otherwise clears in time for the total lunar eclipse tomorrow night.

In the meantime, it is Porchfest in Somerville. Mostly this has produced competing racket, but I went out on the back deck to listen to a band two or three yards down covering Billy Joel's "You May Be Right," to which I have college-era emotional attachment. They had added a horn section. Now I think the original should have had a horn section. It layered well into the chorus.

I am re-reading Phyllis Ann Karr's The Idylls of the Queen (1982) because spatch and I managed to get about fifteen minutes into Knights of the Round Table (1953) before screaming and noping out. I really resent that around this time last year I was planning to travel and this year it's just so much less safe and somehow it's my fault. Everything seems to have gone very libertarian and not enough people are being eaten by bears.

Comments

[selkie]

I'm gonna wrap them up in paper
Stick an N95 on with glue
I'm gonna heavily sedate themmmmmmmmm
I'm gonna mail the kid to you

I'm gonna send them next-day air mail
Enclose cash for every meal
You can talk them through their genderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I'm a fucking tired seal

You can take them for their walkies
You can make 'em scrub your sink
Give your parents a new grandkid
I will be here having drinks

I'll send earplugs, you will need them
No, you do not own enough
Lock up all your vintage t-shirts
'Cause they're gonna wear your stuff

I'm clicking on their freight insurance
Maybe I should buy a crate
You can have our Netflix password
I think summer will be great

I'm gonna wrap them up in paper
Stick an N95 on with glue
I'm gonna heavily sedate themmmmmmmmm
Gonna mail your godchild to you

[sovay]

Lock up all your vintage t-shirts
'Cause they're gonna wear your stuff

AUTHOR, AUTHOR.

*hugs*

[rushthatspeaks]

This is delightful.

[selkie]

Thank you! It makes me really happy that my kid adores their godparent.

[sovay]

It makes me really happy that my kid adores their godparent.

You can show them my afternoon.

(I was reading The Mask of Apollo for the umpteenth time.)

[thistleingrey]

and somehow it's my fault

NOPE

Are small crabs actually sometimes green, I wondered--familiar only with red/white ones, and sometimes orange or a bit of purple--and then I looked, and apparently I should Do Something should I ever happen upon any.

[sovay]

NOPE

*hugs*

I don't feel that it is, but the swamping societal wave is all "If you're missing out, that's your decision!" and I am pretty sure it is not within the scope of my decision to enforce a mask mandate on trains, planes, or public transit.

Are small crabs actually sometimes green, I wondered--familiar only with red/white ones, and sometimes orange or a bit of purple--and then I looked, and apparently I should Do Something should I ever happen upon any.

I grew up with them and had no idea they were an invasive species until my adulthood. There was an initiative in New England a few years ago to make them a common seafood which I was very much in favor of, but I suspect it may have gotten lost in the chaos since. [edit] On starting a green crab fishery, from 2019.

[thistleingrey]

not within the scope of my decision

Agreed. *hugs*

That article is great--thank you. Also, yikes, squid and sea bass are common for Monterey Bay, mid CA, which ... is really not how I usually think of Maine, weather-wise. Land and water differ, but yikes.

[sovay]

Also, yikes, squid and sea bass are common for Monterey Bay, mid CA, which ... is really not how I usually think of Maine, weather-wise. Land and water differ, but yikes.

It's not how I think of Maine, ocean-wise. I learned to swim in cold water. It's warming and I hate it.

[thistleingrey]

It's warming and I hate it.

Understood. Monterey Bay is fairly chilly (I've been in it--almost requires wetsuit), but the latitudes alone, gosh.

Oh--then I was curious again, and I learned something again! heh. Pacific gradient temperature map, and Atlantic--though I think this almost needs a CW for how high the Gulf jetstream's arc goes lately. (I typed "jetscream" the first time, which feels apposite.) [edited] The little bits of green for SF Bay and Monterey Bay parallel the NE.

[sovay]

(I typed "jetscream" the first time, which feels apposite.)

(Seriously.)

Thanks for the data!

"Everything seems to have gone very libertarian and not enough people are being eaten by bears."

[kathmandu]

Right there with you on the resentment and discouragement.

Re: "Everything seems to have gone very libertarian and not enough people are being eaten by bears."

[sovay]

Right there with you on the resentment and discouragement.

*hugs*

[asakiyume]

I have periodic dreams about our house being permeable to all sorts of creatures, but so far not crabs. Green and white ones sound kind of pretty, but that doesn't mean you want a whole bunch in your shower.

[sovay]

Green and white ones sound kind of pretty, but that doesn't mean you want a whole bunch in your shower.

In real life, I would have found out if I could cook them.

[thedarlingone]

I only read The Idylls of the Queen once on interlibrary loan, something like ten years ago, and I retain no actual memory of it beyond a vague impression that I enjoyed it. I am very certain my current local library does not have it (it has an absolutely criminal four-years-post-publication weeding policy, which has the knock-on effect of nobody ever wanting to ILL them anything so they only allow patrons to request any given title once per rolling 12 months, I would live literally anywhere else but my job is here) and I have not had a spoon to my name since Friday week (physical therapy is being absolutely miserable and I am trying to figure out how to tell a doctor that OTC-strength ibuprofen is not cutting it, I have neither slept more than 2 hours at a time nor been able to sit at my work desk more than an hour in a day) but perhaps I will wind up reading it again at some point if I redevelop the brainpower to figure out how.

[sovay]

(it has an absolutely criminal four-years-post-publication weeding policy, which has the knock-on effect of nobody ever wanting to ILL them anything so they only allow patrons to request any given title once per rolling 12 months, I would live literally anywhere else but my job is here)

(Yikes. I understand living where the job is, but that may be the worst library policy I have ever heard of.)

but perhaps I will wind up reading it again at some point if I redevelop the brainpower to figure out how.

I hope so. Also, *hugs*

[skygiants]

I cannot BELIEVE I am going to spend the rest of my life hunting down the rest of Phyllis Ann Karr's Kay fanfic!

[sovay]

I cannot BELIEVE I am going to spend the rest of my life hunting down the rest of Phyllis Ann Karr's Kay fanfic!

I regret to inform you I rejoice in your life decision.