Walkability

Monday, September 8th, 2025 09:55 pm[personal profile] ysabetwordsmith
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Can we imagine life without cars?

The builders of a car-free community in Arizona want to find out.

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MCU15 > prompt tables

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Monday, September 8th, 2025 09:00 pm[personal profile] disneydream06
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And now we know for sure that The Felon was behind the cancellation of Tom Hanks award ceremony...

Donald Trump praises West Point group for canceling Tom Hanks award ceremony: 'We don’t need destructive, WOKE recipients'.

Hanks was set to receive the Sylvanus Thayer Award, which honors American citizens who best exemplify the military academy's motto of “duty, honor, country."

By Emlyn Travis


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Pixel Scroll 9/8/25 My Three Suns

Tuesday, September 9th, 2025 12:55 am[syndicated profile] file770_feed

Posted by Mike Glyer

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Poem: "Bring Unique Qualities"

Monday, September 8th, 2025 08:19 pm[personal profile] ysabetwordsmith
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This poem came out of the September 2, 2025 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] chanter1944, [personal profile] see_also_friend, and [personal profile] wyld_dandelyon. It also fills the "affiliate" square in my 9-1-25 card for the Piracy Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] janetmiles. It belongs to the series Daughters of the Apocalypse.

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This poem came out of the September 2, 2025 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] mama_kestrel and [personal profile] librarygeek. It also fills the "patch" square in my 9-1-25 card for the Piracy Bingo Fest. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] janetmiles. It belongs to the Rutledge thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

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Daily Check-in

Monday, September 8th, 2025 06:10 pm[personal profile] starwatcher posting in [community profile] fandom_checkin
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This is your check-in post for today. The poll will be open from midnight Universal or Zulu Time (8pm Eastern Time) on Monday, June September 08, to midnight on Tuesday, September 09. (8pm Eastern Time).

Poll #33588 Daily Check-in
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: Access List, participants: 14

How are you doing?

I am OK.
10 (71.4%)

I am not OK, but don't need help right now.
4 (28.6%)

I could use some help.
0 (0.0%)

How many other humans live with you?

I am living single.
6 (42.9%)

One other person.
5 (35.7%)

More than one other person.
3 (21.4%)




Please, talk about how things are going for you in the comments, ask for advice or help if you need it, or just discuss whatever you feel like.
 

Hearts and flowers

Monday, September 8th, 2025 04:47 pm[personal profile] offcntr
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Got a last-minute commission from a long-time patron. Could I do a couple of pie plates as wedding presents? Two of her nephews were getting married this fall. (Not to each other. That would be weird.)

She wanted them decorated with hearts, with [initials] + [initials] and [date]. So not my style.

I asked if I could zhuzh it up a bit--make the hearts from intertwined branches or flowering vines, add some birdies. Oh yes, that would be lovely.

Also got an order from another customer--could a make a dessert plate featuring juvenile blue jays? Stellars, Scrub, Eastern, I asked? Stellars and Eastern, she said.

Of course they'd never be in the same ecosystem, but aren't they cute?




Out of order

Monday, September 8th, 2025 04:43 pm[personal profile] offcntr
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The last two firings, cone 9 has started bending before cone 8, contrary to the natural order. I mentioned it in the shop, and Jon and Linda said they'd seen it too. I noticed that the cone 8's are a new box, while the 9's are an early generation, probably inherited from another retiring potter. I wonder if Orton has changed the formula?

Doesn't really matter that much to me, as cone 10 is the goal. It's just unsettling to see my nicely organized line of cones fall out of sequence.

Shrug

Monday, September 8th, 2025 04:20 pm[personal profile] offcntr
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After a week like I'd had, even a cold, grey, under-performing Saturday Market feels like a respite.

I came in $2.70 in the red, commission from an un-recorded sale on Labor Day, and it took forever to make my first sale. At which point, I was still 20¢ in the hole.

It was another football day, this time against Oklahoma State. Not a lot of visitors this time, and with orange jerseys reading OSU, they might as well have been from Corvallis. Not a lot of visitors, period. I don't think I finally made it into the black, with another mug sale, until nearly noon.

I have a new teddy bear, courtesy of EBay, who joined me at Market, so I got to introduce her to my neighbors, who tolerate my eccentricities, as well as any kids and child-like adults that visited the booth. One such group, mom, dad and daughter had a nice time playing with the bear, then bought an octopus large batter bowl and small bear--appropriately--cookie jar, picked out by the little girl, as gifts.

Remember the couple who bee-lined into my booth last week and bought a couple of tumblers? They said they'd be back again this week, and actually were. Well, she was; he was working. But she'd brought a friend, bought another couple of tumblers and my last large colander. And the friend, who'd never seen my work before, was inspired to but a full table setting, dinner and dessert plates, soup bowl, tall mug. In ten minutes, they doubled my sales total for the day.

I sometimes wonder why I keep at this pottery thing, especially on slow days. But people like these folks, and the ones who stop in to tell me there recognize my work from Great Harvest or Empty Bowls, or use it all the time at home, make it worthwhile.

The sun finally came out around a quarter to three, and though I'd taken the precaution of putting up booth sides--rolled up--and keeping the empty boxes under cover, it never actually rained, so I'm counting it as a win. Sales-wise, it was the slowest day of the year, just under $400, but what the heck else would I be doing?

Shrug.


Challenging

Monday, September 8th, 2025 03:39 pm[personal profile] offcntr
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Last week was... challenging.

It's always stressful when we roll around into this time of year. Two big shows coming up, needing lots of work. Work that, as it happens, I'd already sold a lot of in August. There's also the issue of fitting in my committee responsibilities around the making and glazing of pots. I'm Graphics chair for both of the aforementioned shows, so have to save some energy and creativity--not to mention time--to design posters, postcards, ads and billboards. It's a lot.

But I felt for once I had a handle on things. I even finished the production run a little early, so I had a couple of extra days for the glazing. What could go wrong?

I first noticed something weird about my glaze the day I started glazing. There were some lumps of unmixed glaze, odd because I screened the whole works when I mixed up the new 20,000-gram batch in August. Didn't feel like getting my screen out, so I grabbed one in the kiln room and ran a bucket of glaze through it. And found a residue of speckled yellow sand in the screen.

This should not be there! Our raw materials are industrially processed, ground to powder and air-floated. Also, I'd screened the glazes once already. What the heck?

I briefly considered mixing an entire new batch of glaze, but we were out of one of the crucial materials, Zircopax--an opacifier, without which, my white glaze... isn't. So I started glazing.

When I got to the second bucket of glaze, I ran it through my usual screen with no residue, but it still felt weirdly gritty. Rescreening with the finer-mesh shop screen once again caught sand. I checked the bins of raw materials and didn't find anything amiss.

It wasn't until midweek, when I decided to fill up unused space in my last bisque firing by calcining more ball clay that I found the culprit. The top layer of the ball clay bin was a different color, yellowish, and when I rubbed some between my fingers, there was the grit. I scraped off as much as I could to get to the white clay at the bottom of the bin, and scooped out as clean a batch as I could.

I still couldn't mix up another batch, but realized I could maybe make do with Tin Oxide instead. It's much more expensive, but you only need half as much. I mixed up a 1000-gram test batch, glazed a bowl. Also glazed another in the suspect glaze, for comparison, took them home to fire to cone 9 in my electric kiln. The color would be wrong, but I could at least check whether things fused properly. At this point, I'd already glazed two-thirds of my bisque, and I was really hoping I wouldn't have to wash it off and start over. (Besides, there wouldn't be time--kiln is booked solid for the rest of the month.)

I spent all day Thursday either on the computer or catching up on errands while waiting, for the results. Of course, that would be the time my kiln errored out without reaching temperature. Twice. It's been taking longer on bisque firings lately, and using more power. Looks like it's time to replace the elements, but that's no help for me now.

One bit of good news, though--our order of Zircopax had finally come in, so I mixed up a 10,000-gram batch of glaze using the--hopefully--pure batch of calcined clay. I also dipped two more test bowls and fired them to cone 6 in the little test kiln at Club Mud, one with the new glaze, one the old. Glazed up my dinner plates, and a couple of special order pie plates. Washed off enough glazed pieces to redo the special orders, so at least those were likely to turn out. Went home around midnight and crashed.

Friday morning brought good news. Even three cones under-fired, both tests were smooth and vitreous. The suspect glaze had a lot of fine speckles, probably from iron in the sandy particles, but in reduction-fired stoneware, iron spots a feature, not a bug.

So I glazed all my remaining pots, the re-glazed orders, the soup bowls, toddlers, about half of the stew mugs and a few cat foods. Finished right at 5:30 pm.

What was going on? I suspect we had a donation of raw materials from a closing studio, and someone put fire clay in the ball clay bin, either mislabeled or through carelessness. I'm hoping that 8% of one clay is enough like another that it will all work out.

Fingers crossed.





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Another example of truth is stranger than fiction.

https://www.nytimes.com/2025/09/04/books/review/the-improbable-victoria-woodhull-eden-collinsworth.html

Woodhull was born Victoria Claflin in 1838, the seventh of 10 children. Her father, Buck, was a one-eyed con man; her mother, Roxanna, was a mentally unstable woman who talked to ghosts. Buck put 12-year-old Victoria and her younger sister, Tennie, to work by taking them on the road, billing them as “AMAZING CHILD CLAIRVOYANTS.”

Two years later, Victoria married a physician named Canning Woodhull. She was 14; he was 28, and he also happened to be a terrible drunk. She had two children with him: a son, Byron, who was born impaired and would need care for the rest of his life; and a daughter, Zulu Maud. Victoria and Tennie struck out on their own, eventually moving to New York, but they brought their Ohio family with them. Spiritualism was both a source of notoriety and a calling card. The shipping magnate Cornelius Vanderbilt hired Victoria as his spiritual adviser and Tennie as his “healer” (she soon became his lover).

Vanderbilt helped the sisters open their brokerage firm; the riches it earned laid the foundation for Victoria’s presidential run. (Her first run, that is — she campaigned for the job twice more.) Finding herself on the brunt end of Anthony Comstock and his anti-obscenity campaign (for salacious stories published in a newspaper the sisters owned), she spent Election Day in the Ludlow Street Jail.


Seriously, if I created a character like that today, people would say she was unbelievable!

第四年第二百四十三天

Tuesday, September 9th, 2025 07:54 am[personal profile] nnozomi posting in [community profile] guardian_learning
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部首
口 part 27
喂, hello (on phone)/to feed; 善, good/virtuous; 喊, to yell pinyin )
https://www.mdbg.net/chinese/dictionary?cdqrad=30

语法
Using 没关系
https://www.chineseboost.com/grammar/mei2-guan1xi-usage/

词汇
由, from; 由于, because; 理由, reason pinyin )
https://mandarinbean.com/new-hsk-3-word-list/

Guardian:
喂?打电话呢? [Your name is] Wéi? You making a phone call?
没关系,以后我给你做, don't worry about it, I'll do it for you from now on
由于我救出的孩子越来越多,周总开始怀疑我了, because I was saving more and more kids, Mr. Zhou started to suspect me

Me:
有事喊我。
我跟他的问题没关系。

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Monday, September 8th, 2025 06:36 pm[personal profile] flemmings
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Banged open another garden waste bag and removed the vines etc that I cut yesterday, plus many many dustpans of cherry pits, plus more vines, while Oliver the dog barked his head off at Noise!  Noise next door!!  Alarm alarm!!! SND is a sweetheart but her one fault is not training her dogs out of barking. Though if Olly is indeed part chihuahua, there's probably no training him. I suppose he does as a guard dog but there's an element of boy who cried wolf to him.  What's to distinguish a burglar bark from a squirrel bark, a me hanging out clothes bark, or a Prof. Islamic Studies and his circular saw bark?

Anyway, bag is now too heavy to lift so must drag it down the alleyway between houses for Thursday's pickup. I don't know if gardening counts as exercise but I'm sweating and panting as if I'd done a calisthenics class, so maybe it does. What becomes clearer is that I need to strengthen both my core and my 'good' left leg, because lower back and artificial knee are what hurt most when I garden.

Dentist's secretary calls. Insurance will give me one crown for 300 and change, which is a bargain, but will not give me the other crown she wants replaced. I might fork out the $1000+ that will cost me, or might try rolling it over into next year.

Finished Brokedown Palace and am unsure what the point of it was, aside from the grand Hungarian tradition of fratricide maybe? Not sure if there is a grand Hungarian fratricidal tradition,  but what am I to make of the oldest brother half-killing the youngest at the book's start, and trying it again and again thereafter, and then saying You know I would never kill you? No, frankly, I don't know anything of the sort. And the fact that your brother says Oh yes I know, suggests that he's sustained some sort of brain trauma along the way.  But is done, finally, and back at the library, and I can go on  to other things.

A New-Found Enjoyment Of Pickleball

Monday, September 8th, 2025 09:53 pm[syndicated profile] scalziwhatever_feed

Posted by Athena Scalzi

There are very few sports I like and even fewer physical activities I enjoy partaking in as exercise. Unfortunately, the older and heavier I get, the more I realize that I really should be doing some kind of movement. The movement of choice has been hard to determine, as I hate running, am not fond of going to an actual gym, and don’t feel like joining a recreational sports team of any kind.

Thankfully, pickleball has revealed its beautiful self to me. Pickleball, a sport known for its popularity amongst senior citizens, has turned out to be perfect for an absolute couch potato like me.

Have you ever wanted to play tennis but are definitely not fit enough to do so? Lo and behold pickleball, tennis’s much less intense and inexpensive cousin. With lighter paddles, whiffle balls instead of tennis balls, and smaller courts than tennis, it’s perfect for anyone who is less athletically inclined, such as myself.

I truly never thought I’d find a physical activity that I deemed “fun.” Going to the gym and lifting weights is not exactly fun. Running on a treadmill is not what I’d consider fun. However, pickleball actually is pretty fun! I am excited to say I like it, and I’m really happy I’ve found something that I don’t hate doing that also gets me up and my heart pumpin’.

I think it’s really helped that my pickleball partner is my mom, and playing with her has been pretty great. She helps hold me accountable on days when I don’t feel like getting up and playing, we play music from a speaker when no one else is there (which is 97% of the time), and sometimes we get Subway afterwards. It’s nice to have some dedicated time together doing a decently fun activity, and I feel much less competitive when it’s just against my mom. Like I don’t get miffed when I lose, which I cannot say about most things (like Fortnite).

While I do still hate being in the sun and despise sweating, I have found that I can tolerate the hour of playing that we do. We usually play a best two out of three, and that’s roughly a good enough amount of time for me to feel like I have accomplished “the exercise.” Like, I actually got up and spent an okay amount of time moving my body, and now I want to shower. That counts as being active in my book.

I hate to say it, like really hate to say it, but I do actually tend to feel better after having played pickleball. It’s almost like… exercise is good for you? Crazy, I know. And trust me, I’ve spent a lot of time avoiding it. But dang, getting older does not feel great on my joints, and my weight isn’t helping in that area, either.

I’m not saying pickleball is my new secret to weight loss and the key to unlock health, but I figure it’s better than absolutely nothing, which is what I was previously doing. It’s fun, anyway, and that’s all that really matters, right? Right.

Have you played pickleball before? What do you think of it? What do you like to do to stay active? Let me know in the comments, and have a great day!

-AMS

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This weekend just gone was pretty good. On Friday night I cooked dinner and watched The Blackening with V and E, which was very silly. It's the first time in a while we've all been able to sit down and watch something together, and it was very cosy. Gym as usual on Saturday morning with [personal profile] cosmolinguist, except we picked up a friend who's just moved to the neighbourhood to give them a lift with us. It was nice to chat with them.

On Saturday afternoon we went to Manchester Alternative Pride, organised by Queer Roots Collective. It was at the Platt Fields market garden - the old bowling greens have been taken over and turned into a cool community garden growing edible food, but there's also space for a marquee and lots of little nooks and crannies. Again it was great that all three of us could go. We saw friends from a bunch of different places, enjoyed music and food, V got to do some lino printing of beetle patterns. After a little while I took V home due to tiredness, and came back for more drinks with E and friends. We got squiffy, talked an awful lot of nonsense with queer friends, and got crappy takeout on the way home, it was great.

On Sunday, me and E rented a van and drove to Merseyside, to help V's nephew clean out his late Mum's house. This had been planned previously but fallen through, so it was a bit more urgent now. It was a terrible, rainy day, and the house was dusty and its contents sticky. It was a horrible sensory experience for me, but E did a great job of ploughing through the kitchen, and between us we helped him make a big dent in the remaining stuff, including a trip to the tip. It was an exhausting day but I'm glad I could help out family. We came home to dinner cooked by [personal profile] angelofthenorth, chatted with a visiting friend and then collapsed in bed.

2025 Anthony Awards

Monday, September 8th, 2025 09:20 pm[syndicated profile] file770_feed

Posted by Mike Glyer

Bouchercon, the world mystery convention, announced the winners of the 2025 Anthony Awards on September 7 in New Orleans, LA. BEST HARDCOVER NOVEL BEST FIRST NOVEL BEST PAPERBACK/E-BOOK/AUDIOBOOK BEST HISTORICAL BEST PARANORMAL BEST COZY/HUMOROUS BEST CHILDREN’S/YOUNG ADULT NOVEL BEST CRITICAL/NONFICTION BEST ANTHOLOGY/COLLECTION … Continue reading

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Monday, September 8th, 2025 03:37 pm[personal profile] katara posting in [community profile] ebookreview
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Codename: Sailor V, Vol. 2 (コードネームはセーラーV 新装版 [Codename wa Sailor V Shinsōban] #2) by Naoko Takeuchi





Genre:
Shojo/Shoujo, Romance, Fantasy, Romantasy, Mythology, Contemporary, Urban Fantasy, Magical Girls, Prequel/Sequel, Duology/Trilogy, Manga, Graphic Novel, Humor, Academia

Publication Date:
November 22, 2004

Page Numbers:
296

Read/Finished Date:
September 7th, 2025

Rating:
5/5

Premise:


Its Valentine’s Day and chocolates are being exchanged, but Minako Aino can’t decide if she wants a crush to give her chocolates to, or just to eat them all herself. If stress of Valentine’s Day wasn’t already enough, now Sailor V has to contend with a chocolate shop fatting everyone up, and an evil spa draining people of their life force. It’s up to her to defeat the Dark Agency and their servant deVleene and maybe even find a Valentine of her own.


Review:







Naoko Takeuchi's art has always been absolutely stunning, and her work on Codename Sailor V is no exception. It showcases her talent with the story centering around a young thirteen-year-old named Aino Minako who is living an ordinary, boring life when she encounters a white cat named Artemis, who changes her life forever.

The stories seem repetitive with the same formula - enemy of the week, new appearance, and Minako saving the world again. This time is no different. We do, however, get a backstory to Venus's past through the eyes of Ace, who had been in love with her during the Silver Millennium and jealous of Minako's affection toward Kunzite.

"Your fate is to keep fighting."

And we see this is true in the coming stories of the Sailor Moon world where Minako does end up choosing her princess over any boy she has fallen in love with.

This book is a great end to a series and I am glad to have had a chance to find it again in my room. Honestly, I didn't think I had these books and I had been wanting to read them again. Still, Minako is a fun, refreshing character you cannot help but love. She's the architect to Usagi and you can see it the way she acts.

If you are a fan of Sailor Moon, definitely pick up this set. You will thank me later.

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