Thursday, March 19th, 2026 06:44 pm
Took till about 2 pm but all of the brush from yesterday's activities has been burnt up.   I got pretty hot and tired.  Drank about a gallon of water/gatoraid.  Missed the rock show/conference in Willits.  Oh well, next time.  
Tomorrow is planting little plants in the garden, finishing the compost bin cleanout and cleaning the filthy horse corral. 
There are still broccoli plants to put out, some pink mitzuna and dill that really wants to be planted out.  I'd love to transplant some of the baby marigolds but don't think they are quite ready yet, we'll see.  I might even risk planting out squash and cucumbers...
There is a big kerfuffle going on down in SF about doors.  All four of the doors that lead to the garden need replacing.  The bottom of the downstairs flat door was substantially rotted with the exterior face peeling off up about a foot. ICK.  We like getting lots of light into the house so chose doors that were 3/4 glass with about 18 inches of wood on the bottom.  Sadly they don't actually make that door in an exterior model. These are aluminum clad doors that come with an exterior finish that matches the windows.  We thought we might use a different manufacturer but of course the finishes don't match. In fact the color pallets were so different we couldn't even see a contrasting color we could use. Sigh.  So full glass, double pane doors. They have a coating on one pane that is virtually unbreakable so no security worries. 
Thursday, March 19th, 2026 11:00 pm

Posted by Samuel Pepys

Up betimes and to Woolwich all alone by water, where took the officers most abed. I walked and enquired how all matters and businesses go, and by and by to the Clerk of the Cheque’s house, and there eat some of his good Jamaica brawne, and so walked to Greenwich. Part of the way Deane walking with me; talking of the pride and corruption of most of his fellow officers of the yard, and which I believe to be true. So to Deptford, where I did the same to great content, and see the people begin to value me as they do the rest. At noon Mr. Wayth took me to his house, where I dined, and saw his wife, a pretty woman, and had a good fish dinner, and after dinner he and I walked to Redriffe talking of several errors in the Navy, by which I learned a great deal, and was glad of his company. So by water home, and by and by to the office, where we sat till almost 9 at night. So after doing my own business in my office, writing letters, &c., home to supper, and to bed, being weary and vexed that I do not find other people so willing to do business as myself, when I have taken pains to find out what in the yards is wanting and fitting to be done.

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Thursday, March 19th, 2026 06:32 pm
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I got so many compliments on that overpainted photo I did the other day of the entity that I thought I'd try that technique again. I took this pic yesterday morning of a row of old elm trees that lines the edge of the property. The pet cemetery is on the hill right behind the trees. If it would be possible I'd like to be "green burial" buried here too. It's on Jules' land though. So far he doesn't like the idea that much. Maybe he''ll come around someday.

We had women's group today. All 5 of us, which is always great. The group has gone through many names and lost some members over the years. We were trying to remember all the names that we used to call the group. First I think it was called writers group, then sister circle, art group and now women's group. It could be called the lunch club now I suppose. Going out to lunch has become a regular feature. Though I think next week I'm going to bring my big box of words and maybe we can talk or write about thoughts that come up from the words - go back in spirit to the old writer's group.
Thursday, March 19th, 2026 05:43 pm
A couple friday fives, since I had another sitting on my desktop :O

and also a cow joke courtesy of my string cheese



So mean o_o

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and superstitions )

Thursday, March 19th, 2026 08:45 pm

So I think I've pretty much got my presentation sorted for next week at around the right length and with a slightly superogatory Powerpoint, but everybody seems to do these these days, sigh.

And I have got off a review of an article which was not as bad as I thought it was going to be, not bad at all.

And I have read the thesis I was asked to read and am trying to think of some questions which are not, which novelist would you pick to depict the seething tensions within [local organisation therein discussed], because I was going, hmmm, is this Barbara Pym purlieu or not?

And although there have been some hiccups along the road a further volume in the Interminable Saga should be appearing in the not too distant future though there are some niggling things still happening.

And I may have mentioned Doing A Podcast some months ago and the same people have come back to ask me to contribute to another one in their series, for which I realise I ought to do a certain amount of prep.

Book review still hanging over me.

Various matters of life admin.

Thursday, March 19th, 2026 04:36 pm
started putting together my vibroacoustic bed - there's a tag, must remember to link later - build last night, and it went pretty well. I got farther than I expected. I was just planning to get everything out of the boxes and make sure I had the parts. Before I knew it, I was connecting the bass shaker to the amp, and the amp to the laptop. Then I cut up just enough of my futon fabric to expose wood to mount the bass shaker. (This wasn't perfect, but it works great.)

Then I hit a wall, trying to figure out how to get the amp to pick up from the USB-C, and my headphones to also play the music. I tried a work around using Sound Mixer, but that didn't work, either. So I got as far as downloading Soundmeeter, but my brain was feeling frazzled by that point; and I had already made way more progress with it than I had planned.

When I got home from work today, it took less than 2 minutes to get everything running the way that I wanted it to ! Definitely pays off to wait till I'm less frazzled. (Give that brain a break from head injury recovery, I guess.) And then I had 15 minutes of deep relaxation, because it really felt so good. ( I would have done more, but I have CPR training tonight. So tomorrow will be in a whole hour.)

I'm really pleased with how it worked out... and that I can do this whenever I want at home, instead of driving 20 minutes to the place and only getting to do it once a month for free. 
 
Thursday, March 19th, 2026 04:02 pm
This morning I went to check out the big insect hotel near the canal and I was just in time to catch a whole bunch of male European orchard bees who I am fairly sure had just hatched (the females will hatch a little later in the year).



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Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 08:30 pm
la petite mort (3896 words) by howlingmoonrise
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Barbie - All Media Types, Dracula - Bram Stoker, Dracula & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Barbie Roberts/Dracula
Characters: Barbie Roberts, Dracula
Additional Tags: Crack Treated Seriously, Vampires, Barbie References, Barbie's multitude of careers, Blood Drinking, Vampire Slayer(s), Podfic Available
Series: Part 1 of Howl's BCCU (Barbie Crackships Cinematic Universe)
Summary:

Well,” she says, long and drawn out, and from the glint in her eyes he can tell this is some kind of inner joke, kept from him. “I’ve been a diplomat, and a race car driver, and a chef, and an astronaut, and a veterinarian--”

“An astronaut,” he repeats dryly. He wants to call her on her lie - but. But. How strange. There’s no indication of a lie: no rise in temperature, no quickening of her pulse, no change to her eyes, nothing.

She laughs. “You don’t know the half of it."

 


Oh my god I loved this!
Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 06:09 pm
I would like to have more high-protein snacks on hand, and the usual suggestions don't work for my digestive system (nuts, soy, dairy, beans). Does anyone have recipes to recommend? I'm thinking something like mini-frittatas made in muffin cups. Some kind of meatballs would be an option, but I'd prefer something that was less fuss to make. Thanks!

I did a quick search before posting and found this recipe: https://www.allrecipes.com/recipe/231480/muffin-pan-frittatas/ Looks reasonable, although I wouldn't put in milk or cheese. At least it gives me proportions and baking time.
Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 08:00 pm
1) Curious events yesterday. A takeout place we order from every other month or so couldn't be reached. Its website was not working over a half hour period. I looked up their number and at least 3 other sites listed the same one. Called it and was told it was not a valid number. Since I wanted more oranges, I figured I'd stop by to see if the restaurant had closed down.

Nope. They seemed completely unconcerned the website was down, and told me I'd used the wrong number (also seeming completely unconcerned a wrong one is widely available!) But at least we are not down yet another restaurant.

2) Got many yummy oranges but this store sells them by count not by weight. So I picked all the largest oranges I could and I swear some of these are bigger than both fists.

3) Nesting time for ducks is great for all the adorable little fluffs we will be seeing soon. It is definitely not so when we have to keep watching drakes attacking the female ducks. This week there was one poor female attacked simultaneously and sequentially by 5 drakes. She was finally able to get out of the lake (I felt half sure she had drowned) and one followed her and kept attacking her on land, which was the first time I'd seen that happen.

4) Was watching Life of Chuck and can I say I am incredibly tired of the romantic convention of looking at stars together and (usually the man) pointing out the constellations to the person they are wooing. Come up with something else!

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5) Belatedly I was not impressed with the Oscars. I was glad there were only 2 of the nominated songs sung and that there was no opening number, but I also would have preferred to skip that whole pre-filmed Conan bit and just have a very strong monologue (which I didn't think it was). Read more... )

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Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 05:30 pm
[Does this entry really need a cut? It's not that sexy.]

Some weeks ago, I had an epiphany: neither my dilator* nor my preferred sex toys have any silicone parts**. That means I can use silicone lube without damaging them.

And why would I want to do that? Because silicone lube is super slippery. You need a smaller volume of it that you would non-silicone water-based lube***. And silicone lube is easier to clean off; I use warm water and soap for that****.

Oh, the water-based and silicone lubes that I'm comparing are the same brand: Silk. I got mine at Babeland in Seattle, natch, and I've seen it at other local sex shops.



*A phallic-looking medical device used by trans women who've had sex reassignment surgery like me. Mine is made of polyurethane.
**I have two preferred toys, both designed by yours truly, one made of glass and the other nylon.
***I'm pretty sure silicone lube contains water too, but "water-based" lube doesn't contain silicone.
****Yes, you can put glass toys in the dishwasher if they're borosilicate glass, but I've never bothered because I only run my dishwasher a couple of times a week.
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Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 11:00 pm

Posted by Samuel Pepys

Wake betimes and talk a while with my wife about a wench that she has hired yesterday, which I would have enquired of before she comes, she having lived in great families, and so up and to my office, where all the morning, and at noon home to dinner. After dinner by water to Redriffe, my wife and Ashwell with me, and so walked and left them at Halfway house; I to Deptford, where up and down the store-houses, and on board two or three ships now getting ready to go to sea, and so back, and find my wife walking in the way. So home again, merry with our Ashwell, who is a merry jade, and so awhile to my office, and then home to supper, and to bed. This day my tryangle, which was put in tune yesterday, did please me very well, Ashwell playing upon it pretty well.

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Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 08:24 pm
If anyone's trying to reach me via Facebook these days, I'm having issues navigating the site these days. At least until 10 PM most nights. The pages load up slower than I'm used to these days...
Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 07:04 pm
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Love. Black scratch art paper.
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Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 01:54 pm
Just after 8 my phone dinged and reported that Mark O would be at the house in 10 min. Oops.  I sprang out of bed where I was finishing my morning coffee, Yanked on work clothes and went out to say hi.  Breakfast was eaten at the speed of lightning while filling nalgene bottles with a dilute gator aid.  Thus provisioned we got in the Gator and went down to the pond (Norgard's Pond) to continue my clearing out of vegetation. On the way we stopped to pick up the last of the pile of brush that I had abandoned due to it having a rattlesnake in it.  I looked carefully where the rattlesnake had been, didn't see any snake so we started pulling out the last 4 or five small pieces of brush.  One was kind of stuck in the ground where a gopher had pushed up dirt.  I yanked on it, then decided to get a different grip. On my way to a new grip I looked down to see the snake about 18 inches away.  This produced a scream and a leap away.  We stood on the road and looked down where the very, very cold sleepy snake was. Mark said: where is he, I cant see a snake.  Right there, 6 feet away,  under that little poison oak branch!  Super hard to see.  Should have taken a picture.  Mark was brave enough to go get the last two pieces of brush, staying at least 4 feet away.  The poor snake never rattled, and almost didn't move as we pulled a branch out from underneath it. 
We fastened the 4" x 25' strap  around the brush and drug it down to the turnout by the pond. The one I just cleared by burning for two days. The rest of our project was to clear the next 100 feet of roadside.  Mostly we were cutting down young live oak trees that had sprung up on the extremely steep bank between the road and the pond.  They all got dragged back to the turnout and cut up so I can burn them.  Tomorrow if possible. 
We were working very close to the place where our road Y's  with one side going up a steep hill and the other out around the pond.  About 25 feet beyond the Y there is a huge tree, a valley oak I think. It has road signs nailed to it.  Several years ago a live oak seedling began growing up in front of that tree. It had gotten big enough that it obscured the signs and thus frequently confused UPS drivers who then often delivered packages to our gate.  Said young tree is gone now and the signs are once again in full view.  Better for UPS drivers and for emergency vehicles.   

Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 04:46 pm
It's been ages since I've kept up with this Wednesday posting. I've put it on my to do list so hopefully I'll get to it now. 

So far this year I've read the first 7 books in the DI Hilary Greene series by Faith Martin. They are perfect for bedtime books -- if I have insomnia I am entertained, and if I am sleepy I have a calm methodical British accent narrating detection procedures. Does that count as ASMR? I will say that they are advertised as rewrites of earlier novels and it shows in the lack of technology - mobile phones are quite the novelty and people actually use them to talk on the phone. No texting, no social media. But that's also soothing and easy to follow. The lead character is a single (well, divorced) and child-free middle-aged Detective Inspector who is neither annoying nor neurotic. She's opinionated and self-confident and smart, as one would expect. Very enjoyable. There is a little of the typical gung-ho cop talk, but it's not too bad. (Honestly, I have never felt that crusading desire to rid society of criminals and/or evil but I must at this point assume that some people are genuine when they say they feel that way. Or they're all hypocrites and I'm very cynical. Hmm. Is this also why I don't like superheroes? At any rate, it is a genre problem and not a problem with this book series specifically.)

For work (because I'm teaching them) I read a bunch of Langston Hughes's poetry from his first book, The Weary Blues.(1925) It's all there already in his first book, even though he expands throughout his career. Now in the public domain!

Also for work, Nella Larsen's novel Passing (1929), about a Black woman passing as a white woman in 1920s Harlem. It's mostly about how her Black childhood friend reacts to re-encountering her as an adult, and the relationships between people - very much a psychological novel. Recommended. 

Also for work, George Bernard Shaw's Mrs. Warren's Profession (written 1893, performed 1906? 1907?) - the classic and still relevant drama about women and economics and the hypocrisy around prostitution. This has been extremely teachable in the wake of the Epstein files and the pervasiveness of sexual exploitation in society. We also had good discussions about whether we judge women who make money on OnlyFans. 

Not for work, Essential Succulents: The Beginner's Guide by Ken Shelf, because I am slowly building my cacti collection. This had beautiful photos but was somewhat short on actual guidance. 
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Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 02:39 pm
When Da Universe keeps pushing me down, the lyrics to this song are the only thing that'll drag me out of bed.
Wednesday, March 18th, 2026 04:21 pm

What I read

Finished Victoria's Secret - still slightly meh about it - could possibly have engaged a bit with a longer history of 'Monarch has favourite/s who are not Quite Our Sort', even if historically the gender issues in play here were different??? Also had a bit of feeling that QV was not entirely NOT treating John Brown in the light of A Very Large Faithful Dog devoted to her to which she was also devoted and which she insisted on imposing upon people who hated dogs.... Thought it was good on her awful childhood, though.

Clare Pollard, The Modern Fairies (2024) - telling stories about women telling stories, i.e. the precieuses at the time of Louis XIV, the stories they were telling and their stories and how those reflected one another.

Susan Ertz, Woman Alive (1935), my attention having been drawn towards it by a mention of its having been republished. I have a copy of the first edition, Ertz being one of the early C20th middlebrow women novelists in whom I have had an interest going back decades, but not sure whether I ever actually read this. It is sf Of The Period, in which someone is cast forward into The Future by sciento-psychic means, this is his account. And okay, is not (unlike a cluster from around the same time) about the dystopic crushing iron heel of fascistic misogyny, is about the dysoptic outcome of a war in which germ warfare has killed all the women. Except one who has survived courtesy of mad scientist neighbour's experimental process.

Points for her being a young women of education, character, and something of a backstory conveying a certain cynicism, but she still concedes to the agenda of marrying and going forth and having babbyz, though I think everyone is a bit optimistic that she will pop out multiple daughters and even so, we do not think this will Save Humanity. (Also, no-one seems to suggest she should have Plurality of Mates, surely that would be advisable?) But then it just stops with our narrator pinging back to his present day.

Most recent Literary Review

Muriel Spark, A Far Cry from Kensington (1988), which I really enjoyed and am now looking out for more of hers - think I have copies of some somewhere?

Robert Barnard, Death of a Literary Widow (1979)- everybody in it is a bit of a caricature, not just the American academic.

Emily Tesh, The Incandescent (2025), because I have been hearing well of it. Pretty good, but is it just having Read A Lot that made one character look like a honking parade of red flags?

On the go

I think I am actually giving up on I Am A Woman, I don't think Being A Sad Lesbian is enough to provide a rounded character? Maybe it gets better?

Nibbling at various things. Realise that it is 2 weeks to next Pilgrimage discussion and I do not want to read Honeycomb too far in advance.

Up next

No idea.