listening to Youtube playlist on shuffle, and "Hey Man Nice Shot" comes on. aaaah... an old favorite.
which makes me giggle hysterically as I remember some otherwise completely forgettable movie/TV miniseries about the Russians invading the US and the PROUD PATRIOTS FIGHT BACK that used "Hey Man Nice Shot" as the commercial's soundtrack, and it's like--THAT SONG DOES NOT MEAN WHAT YOU THINK IT MEANS lolololol
Ficlet
They don't know they are all crazy. All 7 billion of them. Every Terran possesses a complex organic computer suspended in fluid and enclosed in [calcium]. It is literally so complex that it doesn't shut off when they [sleep]. And every one is structurally incapable of distinguishing fantasy from reality.
That is what makes them so powerful. They can look at the universe in all of its totally and just… dismiss it. Dream a new one to take its place, and be so convinced, they make it real.
ugh. I feel like I have a mild head cold, which could be:
* allergic reaction to something blooming
* allergic reaction to glutening
* sinus reaction to ongoing pressure change (yayclouds!)
* a mild head cold
I suppose it doesn't matter, because the treatment for all of these is pretty much the same:
* drink lots of water (which I do anyway)
* take my vitamins (see above)
* rest (not doing anything today)
* maybe DayQuil
* wait to get over/through whatever it is
gawd I love Robot Hugs. http://www.robot-hugs.com/whump/
also I have a guess why the crows are avoiding my porch: I suspect Nar pounced at them and scared them away, especially if the juvenile was on the floor of the porch and thus close enough that Nar could have reached it--if there wasn't a door in the way. of course the *whole point* of attracting birds to the porch is to give the indoors-only cats Bird TV enrichment, so. ah well... I'll just keep putting out peanuts and suet, and hope they come back.
the eagle is an adult and doesn't need hazing; last I heard they had three, and all of them are pretty keen to murder any human who gets within reach of them. plus eagles are HUGE. like, that eagle could take me down, no problem. they're really intimidating up close. XD
I need to buy a big floppy hat, because otherwise I am going to have a serious sunstroke episode walking to the bus stop from volunteering one of these days--especially as it gets hotter. :|
IN OTHER NEWS volunteer day! I saw a sad owl (very fragile, they don't know what's wrong with it), a bunch of raccoons (I was learning how to clean their enclosure and I got to do "hazing" which meant being scary at them which was FUN) and an eagle (from a distance, between slats).
apropos, if somebody can figure out what the sweet chai from Lyon's Den is and score me a bunch of it, or tell me where to get it online, I will be... very grateful and happy. :D seriously I am craving it right now and *nothing else will do*. *drinks another pint of water instead*
also after two iced sweet chais at the Lyon's Den, the "strawberry infused black tea" thing from Starbucks (C)(TM)(R) was *extremely* disappointing. it didn't help that it was supposed to have lemonade in it, which for some reason was omitted, leaving only a faint sweet note and a lot of bitterness from the black tea. when you leave the lemonade out it becomes very obvious why the lemonade is added in the first place. :P
book gender binary unpleasantness
that line in my head, for instance, that was crossed somewhere in the first quarter of the Thomas Covenant series, and which caused me to throw the book against a wall and never want to pick the series up again, and if you've read it you probably know exactly what I mean. :D
book gender binary unpleasantness
one thing I don't like about "Book of the New Sun" is how painfully gendered it is. there's a whole lot of "men do x, women do y" stuff that's related as profound truths. of course, it's written from the POV of a narrator who is shown to be unreliable, but still. plus the way the male narrator acts towards women is kind of gross, both in specific instances and overall attitude, though not quite enough to cross the line in my head.
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pronouns: they/them
location: Seattle
phenotype: dracosaur
alignment: chaotic well-intentioned
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aka Sprackraptor, Rasha, elynne, Yahvahzensil, & etc.
40-something ace/aro
an identity under construction in a badly-fitting human suit.
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