![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ljgeoff - (no subject)ljgeoff - Arctic see icesistawendy - munching through the spreadsheet of doomsummersgate - saturdayadore - đ: Eight of Wands editionoursin - (no subject)weofodthignen - D.O.P.-T.sonia - Home maintenance![[syndicated profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/feed.png){kind=small}
pepysdiary_feed - Friday 24 July 1663somedayseattle - a pair of lustful penguinstwistedchick - Not funtwistedchick - (no subject)fflo - Postcard of the Dayconuly - You ever find you have to move your various appendagesaltamira16 - Fonseca by Jessica Francis Kaneoursin - Terribly poor stufflydamorehouse - Rusty-Patched??? Red-belted?summersgate - fridayofearthandstars - Friday Five: Pick Me Editionoursin - (no subject)timeasmymeasure
Up pretty early (though of late I have been faulty by an hour or two every morning of what I should do) and by water to the Temple, and there took leave of my cozen Roger Pepys, who goes out of town to-day. So to Westminster Hall, and there at Mrs. Michellâs shop sent for beer and sugar and drink, and made great cheer with it among her and Mrs. Howlett, her neighbour, and their daughters, especially Mrs. Howlettâs daughter, Betty, which is a pretty girl, and one I have long called wife, being, I formerly thought, like my own wife. After this good neighbourhood, which I do to give them occasion of speaking well and commending me in some company that now and then I know comes to their shop, I went to the Six clerksâ office, and there had a writ for Tom Trice, and paid 20s. for it to Wilkinson, and so up and down to many places, among others to the viall makerâs, and there saw the head, which now pleases me mightily, and so home, and being sent for presently to Mr. Blandâs, where Mr. Povy and Gauden and I were invited to dinner, which we had very finely and great plenty, but for drink, though many and good, I drank nothing but small beer and water, which I drank so much that I wish it may not do me hurt.
They had a kinswoman, they call daughter, in the house, a short, ugly, red-haired slut, that plays upon the virginalls, and sings, but after such a country manner I was weary of it, but yet could not but commend it. So by and by after dinner comes Monsr. Gotier, who is beginning to teach her, but, Lord! what a droll fellow it is to make her hold open her mouth, and telling this and that so drolly would make a man burst, but himself I perceive sings very well.
Anon we sat down again to a collacon of cheesecakes, tarts, custards, and such like, very handsome, and so up and away home, where I at the office a while, till disturbed by, Mr. Hill, of Cambridge, with whom I walked in the garden a while, and thence home and then in my dining room walked, talking of several matters of state till 11 at night, giving him a glass of wine.
I was not unwilling to hear him talk, though he is full of words, yet a man of large conversation, especially among the Presbyters and Independents; he tells me that certainly, let the Bishops alone, and they will ruin themselves, and he is confident that the Kingâs declaration about two years since will be the foundation of the settlement of the Church some time or other, for the King will find it hard to banish all those that will appear Nonconformists upon this Act that is coming out against them.
He being gone, I to bed.
Reading this, was inverting the old saw and thinking, 'if you're so rich, why ain't you smart?' (I'd say it was the drugs, but I think the actually being that rich might have something to do with it): Elon Musk Melts Down Over Perfectly Normal Questions in Wild New Interview.
***
[T]he account of this femicide was first told by Louis Althusser himself in his autobiography, LâAvenir dure longtemps (The Future Lasts Forever). Published posthumously in 1992, the book initially sold 35,000 copies and has been translated into a dozen languages. In the book, Althusser writes his own story, recounting his depression and suffering as a form of justification and giving the events the meaning he himself attributes to them. The book was presented as a âcandid accountâ, and âhailed by intellectuals as a âmasterpiece of autobiographical literatureââ, writes Dupuis-DĂ©ri, who regards it as âoften trivial and, on the whole, repulsive.â
RFK Jr.âs Flawed Claims About Sperm Count and Fertility. I particularly like this one because it echoes my own scepticism about the sperm count decline narrative and the question of how comparable different analyses are. Also, the apparently totally chimerical WO WO about the declining sperm count of teenagers....
***
Not entirely sure that having a surveillance app to inform you that you might be in the presence of Meta glasses spying on you - especially as a) it's a probability not a certainty and b) what are you then supposed to do? app actually warns about the potential issues involved in harassing wearers - is that much of a solution.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
thefridayfive:
1. What is your cellphone wallpaper?
A few years ago an artist was offering their "Pride Skies" series (subtle sunsets in various flag colors), and I downloaded the bisexual pride background. I think I've just kept it since because I like the color scheme, although other flags might fit better these days. I rue the fact that I have lost the name of the original artist - I've found other variations of the original online, for which people are charging, and it makes me sad.
2. Are you sunrise, daylight, twilight, or nighttime? Why?
I'd have to say twilight-nighttime. My highest brain energy period is probably early evening and I'm usually wired until about 12:30 am....but then my body reminds me of its years.
3. What season would you be?
Autumn. Settling into the beauty of letting go, with just enough melancholy to keep things honest.
4. As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?
An astronaut or F-15 pilot (for clarity, I wanted to fly the cool planes in fun formations like at air shows, not drop bombs on people/cities.).
5. Have you ever been told you look like someone famous? Who was it?
In high school some folks tried to tell me I looked like Ellen Degeneres. This was during her debut and her early show, right after she'd come out, and it kind of made me secretly happy at the time, but this was long before the controversies and allegations that she is a somewhat terrible person/employer. I still appreciate her coming out in her show, though, it changed television/media.
