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This is interesting, because technically I have no songs "to drive to" because I don't drive. Haven't had a license in 30 years. I do, however, have a Road Trip playlist on Spotify, which I acquired for my trip to Escapade 2016 when a friend drove me. So I put together a list of several hours' worth of reasonably high-energy high-volume no-deep-thoughts songs. I'm not going to list them all, though.

Highway to Hell | Louie Louie | Blitzkrieg Bop | All Revved Up with No Place to Go | Down Under | Rebel Rebel | Trigger Happy | Separate Ways (Worlds Apart) | Footloose | Sister Christian

Wayne's World gave us the definitive driving song )

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Monday Photos

Jun. 28th, 2017 09:14 pm
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Mostly around the yard...

tiny flowers...





more photos under the cut... Read more... )

Not seen in the New York Times

Jun. 28th, 2017 01:57 pm
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... but sent to it, this biting and incisive letter from its copy editors.

After we were compared to dogs urinating on fire hydrants when we edited stories, in an internal report that called for the elimination of "low-value editing" and made it all but clear which stages of editing this referred to — so much so that it became a running joke among the copy desks for months ("How's the low-value editing going in your section today?") — along with the report's implication that copy editing was merely finding "easily identifiable errors, such as spelling and grammar mistakes";
 
After some of us were recruited for "editing tests" to streamline the process, or, as it turned out, figure out how to make our own jobs obsolete;


After we were told that to remain employed, we would have to apply for new "strong editor" positions meant to be a hybrid of the two types of editors at The Times, backfielders and copy editors, and realized only copy editors had to be reevaluated categorically;

 

After we were told that this "restructuring" would also reduce our numbers by more than half;

After completing a first round of interviews, some held by interviewers who clearly had not even read our résumés and cover letters, and competing against the very colleagues we are leaning on in these times;


Read the whole damn thing.

Reading Wednesday

Jun. 28th, 2017 02:50 pm
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I'm finally caught up on book reviews, so I can go back to regular Reading Wednesday entries, more or less.

What I've Read:

How to Paint Light - Gabriel Martín i Roig. Exactly what it says in the title, this is a short (ninety-five pages or so) book of techniques for painting light and shadow, with exercises from photographs and from famous painters' styles. I found it fairly useful, though I haven't tried any of the exercises yet. I was slightly offput by the dearth of realistic styles in the technique, mostly because a lot of it was interesting theoretically but not the kind of thing I would want to use, but I think it was still useful to read about techniques I'm only likely to try out in the course of experimentation. Also, of course the book is targeted to physical painting, not graphics, and I hadn't quite realized until this how much the ability to paint on different rearrangeable layers changes how you specifically handle light. So, interesting, useful to anyone who also wants to work on painting light, I wouldn't call it perfectly useful if you're only curious.

Clockwork Phoenix: tales of beauty and strangeness – Ed. Mike Allen. Reread of a book I haven't read since high school and only vaguely remembered. My impression this time is similar to my first; this is an extremely mixed bag like most anthologies, but the highs are particularly high and the lows particularly low. The focus is on a particular genre that I don't think I'm aware of a term for, which I might call a sort of hybrid between magical realism techniques – blase world description without a lot of explanation or explicit worldbuilding, surreal, almost dream-like logic in portions – with an underlying cynicism and often worldbuilding details out of cyberpunk.

So for instance one of the better stories, “Bell, Book and Candle,” by Leah Bobet, concerns anthropomorphized instruments of the Spanish Inquisition in the form of near humans, living in an ambiguously timed magical, sentient and fluctuating city that might or might not actually be in Puerto Rico; they have grown and gone on to become new people in the time since the Inquisition's destruction, and when they are called again discover they're now horrified by something they never thought remarkable before. Another story, “Mask of Flesh,” by Marie Brennan, deals with a fantasy version of a Mesoamerican city, with castes made up of different animal people; the protagonist is a member of a persecuted shapeshifter people, going in the guise of a low caste woman to seek a petition from the lord of the city for vengeance.

One of the major strengths is that many of the stories deal with cultural material not frequently found in fantasy novels, and several deal with gender diversity and sexuality. On the other hand, a lot of them are brutally if surrealistically violent, in ways both appropriate to the story and not, depending. (In particular “Akhila, Divided” contained a rape scene that was in my opinion totally gratuitous and there solely for shock value.) My favorites were the two stories I synopsized above, “The City of Blind Delight,” by Catherynne Valente, and “Root and Vein” by Erin Hoffman. My least favorites were “The Occulation,” by Laird Barron, “Choosers of the Slain,” by John C. Wright, and “Akhila, Divided” by C. S. MacCath,

What I'm Reading Now:

I started Ninefox Gambit by Yoon Ha Lee last week but haven't gotten very far; so far I'm intrigued by the worldbuilding and kind of bored by the slogging on screen violence, but I've only read one chapter.

What I'm Reading Next:

I've had Six Days of War by Michael Oren on my bedroom floor for nearly a year now, so I should probably read it and get it back to the library.

Charles Hamilton Sorley, d. 1918

Jun. 27th, 2017 09:24 pm
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A good WWI poem, to take the last out of your mouth.

 When you see millions of the mouthless dead
Across your dreams in pale battalions go,
Say not soft things as other men have said,
That you'll remember. For you need not so.
Give them not praise. For, deaf, how should they know
It is not curses heaped on each gashed head?
Nor tears. Their blind eyes see not your tears flow.
Nor honour. It is easy to be dead.
Say only this, “They are dead.” Then add thereto,
“Yet many a better one has died before.”
Then, scanning all the o'ercrowded mass, should you
Perceive one face that you loved heretofore,
It is a spook. None wears the face you knew.
Great death has made all his for evermore.

Strange artifacts

Jun. 27th, 2017 09:12 pm
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I was looking for the text of a song I sang (as part of a chorus) in college; it was a setting of Sara Teasdale's "Pierrot stands in a garden".  I fell over a 19-teens anthology that is entirely poems about Pierrot.    I remember reading Murder Must Advertise and having no idea at all who Pierrot, Pierrette, and Columbine were.   Why did the Commedia dell'arte characters make so little of a lasting mark in American culture?  (Or, can it be, in my head?)

edit: I have just run into the section of WW1 poems about Pierrot.  Bizarre.

PIERROT AT WAR
A Year ago in Carnival
We danced till break of day;
A year ago in Carnival
The boulevards were gay;
And roses shook the whispering air,
Like a great sibilant soft fanfare.
 
In Carnival, in Carnival,
A Prince of Magic comes,
To the sound of fifes, and the sound of horns,
And the sound of little drums.

A year ago in Carnival,
The lamps along the quays
Lay softer on the misty night
Than stars in leafy trees,
And down the ribboned sparkling street
Pierrot ran on twinkling feet.
 
Ah year! — There is no Carnival:
The north burns dusky red,
And on the white of Pierrot's brow
Is a long scar instead;
While ever the muttering runs
From the bleeding lips of the guns.
 
This year, this year at Carnival 
A Prince of Magic comes, 
With blood-red crest against the sky 
And a snarl of angry drums. 
 
Maxwell Struthers Hurt

No sewing today

Jun. 27th, 2017 07:45 pm
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Tuesdays are just too much for me, unless whatever needs sewing is like already pinned together and sitting in front of me. I intended to cut out skirt panels, so nah.

I want to write something about how much Harry Potter means and meant to me, but: that too seems really fatiguing because of all the feels.

There was something I did feel capable of writing about, but I cannot for the life of me remember what it was. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Ooh, this is a fun one. My happy-dance memories cross several genres; the hardest part here is not repeating several songs from the "loud" set. There's a whole bunch of pop/rocks songs that get my feet tapping, and a handful of country songs, and a bunch of Irish ceilidh tunes (most of which I don't have names for), because I taught intermediate ceilidh dancing at the Starry Plough for a few years.

Intermediate is the easy level for teachers. Didn't have to teach the basics; didn't have to provide challenges for the experts. Intermediate works on refinement, expanding figure knowledge, and learning new dances.

Hal an Tow | Strip the Willow | Maid Behind the Bar | Sellinger's Round | The Congress of Vienna | Walking on Sunshine | Blue Suede Shoes | Twist & Shout | Baby Got Back | 65 Love Affair | Jose Cuervo | It's a Cowboy Lovin' Night | Relax | Blister in the Sun

But really, there's only one that always pulls me onto the floor )

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Ok, we're back to lists. Not that I have a lot of options here; I don't listen to a bunch of loud music, and most of the songs I like aren't loud. But there are a few. I'm including songs that I don't think need to be loud all the way through, but have a section that I prefer to be at top volume so I can scream along with it and not year my own voice.

Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go | Ballroom Blitz | Shut Up and Dance | It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine) | Cum On Feel The Noize | We're Not Gonna Take It | I Wanna Be Sedated | Immigrant Song | Fat Bottomed Girls

...okay, maybe I do have a lot of options. Not as many as some of the others, but I'm not running out.

I have no idea what show or movie this was made from, but it's awesome )

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Yes!

Jun. 26th, 2017 07:56 pm
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Just attached the second sleeve! I can't decide if I want to get the bodice basically done and then start in on the skirt, or leave it as-is and just switch things up by working on the skirt for a bit.

With my new-ish habit of breaking sewing projects into small chunks (rather than going "okay, I'm going to spend [amount of time] working on this, now what do I need next?" or "let's just sew until I'm tired"), I seem to be able to write and sew on the same day, which is interesting.

a different day

Jun. 26th, 2017 05:33 pm
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Today we went hiking. (Me, sib, mom, dad - our fourfold knot in the family web.)

Aunt needed some space. Her mom is over there taking care of cousin. We'll see them tomorrow.

We hiked up to the top of the ridge, added stones to a cairn, and said a few words.

My aunt on my mom's side and one of her grown sons, my oldest cousin, met us for dinner at the lodge, and we talked.

The woods here are so lovely--
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