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smbc_comics_feed) wrote2025-11-17 11:20 am
smbc_comics_feed) wrote2025-11-17 11:20 amSaturday Morning Breakfast Cereal - Panic
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Do what I want, not what I said.
Today's News:
Pre-orders for my new book Sawyer Lee and the Quest to Just Stay Home have begun!
Sawyer Lee is an illustrated middle grade novel starring an unadventurous kid who'd rather dig a deep dent in the couch than make a mark on the world, as many in his illustrious family of astronauts, scientists, spies, champion athletes... blah blah blah... have. He has decided that after generations of effort, it’s time to spend one lifetime relaxing.
The
problem is that Sawyer keeps getting caught up in the exhausting
expectations of his wicked aunt Celia, his complex relationship with his
ambitious other friend, Angela, and the shenanigans of every else
in town hoping to win the yearly Gourd Thump festival celebrating
nature’s dullest vegetable.
In this tale of mystery, treachery,
conspiracy, plant husbandry, and an imaginary love triangle, Sawyer
knows it will take a regrettable amount of energy to escape these
entanglements and find a way back to his happy place on Gary’s couch,
with a cozy throw blanket, a steaming mug of chamomile tea, and an empty
schedule.
You can check out the first chapter here along with pre-order links!
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rebeccmeister) wrote2025-11-17 10:21 am
rebeccmeister) wrote2025-11-17 10:21 amEntry tags:
Kind of a Dear Lazywebs, except not [projects]
I want to get a 20" x 30" photo collage poster printed out and framed, and I want to make sure it looks GOOD (and of course that the price is right!). (the photo image resolution is high, so that part itself should not be a problem)
Do any of you have experience with a similar sort of project, and know a place that would do a good job with it? I just put in one inquiry to a local printing company, but want to explore options.
I tried asking about this on some other social media site, but got...crickets. I guess the algorithms didn't like my question there.
Do any of you have experience with a similar sort of project, and know a place that would do a good job with it? I just put in one inquiry to a local printing company, but want to explore options.
I tried asking about this on some other social media site, but got...crickets. I guess the algorithms didn't like my question there.
Larry Hammer (larryhammer) wrote2025-11-17 08:12 am
larryhammer) wrote2025-11-17 08:12 am“the black queen chants a funeral march/cracked brass bells will ring/to summon back the fire witch”
For Poetry Monday:
War Is Kind, Stephen Crane
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.
Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the affrighted steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment,
Little souls who thirst for fight,
These men were born to drill and die.
The unexplained glory flies above them,
Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom—
A field where a thousand corpses lie.
Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.
Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches,
Raged at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Swift, blazing flag of the regiment,
Eagle with crest of red and gold,
These men were born to drill and die.
Point for them the virtue of slaughter,
Make plain to them the excellence of killing
And a field where a thousand corpses lie.
Mother whose heart hung humble as a button
On the bright splendid shroud of your son,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Crane knew how to write creepy af.
---L.
Subject quote from The Court of the Crimson King, King Crimson.
War Is Kind, Stephen Crane
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.
Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the affrighted steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment,
Little souls who thirst for fight,
These men were born to drill and die.
The unexplained glory flies above them,
Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom—
A field where a thousand corpses lie.
Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.
Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches,
Raged at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Swift, blazing flag of the regiment,
Eagle with crest of red and gold,
These men were born to drill and die.
Point for them the virtue of slaughter,
Make plain to them the excellence of killing
And a field where a thousand corpses lie.
Mother whose heart hung humble as a button
On the bright splendid shroud of your son,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Crane knew how to write creepy af.
---L.
Subject quote from The Court of the Crimson King, King Crimson.
rebeccmeister (rebeccmeister) wrote2025-11-17 09:14 am
rebeccmeister) wrote2025-11-17 09:14 amEntry tags:
Sunday, then. And a bit of Monday, too. [status, housekeepery, food]
So many little projects and chores. My usual Sunday routine is to get up, start laundry, cook breakfast (often with leftovers for the week), clean litterboxes and toilet, then vacuum.
Last week, I missed the vacuuming because of too many other projects, so there was extra debris and crumbs to deal with this week. Out of the usual chores, the vacuuming is the one that's easiest to punt, skipping out on litterboxes is definitely not a good idea. So, extra vacuuming on Sunday. Then I did a deep clean of the kitchen cupboard doors and a thorough mop of the kitchen floor and a couple other spots that desperately needed it. It is just SO NICE to have a kitchen floor that is clean enough that if I drop something on it, I can pick it up again and consider eating/using it still. There are still some walls in the kitchen that could stand to be cleaned off, and one of these days I swear I will actually clean out and come up with a better organizational system for the grocery pantry.
But yesterday was not that day.
In the early afternoon I managed to get outside when it wasn't too windy or rainy, to dig up the Dark Dahlia, which is now nestled away in the basement for the winter. I turned off the faucet for the outdoor hose, and got the hoses coiled up. I didn't get them put away, but that means the garden is almost completely all the way to bed for the winter.
Then, a cooking bender. I roasted up some beets and cauliflower. The beets went into a lentil-beet salad with arugula, feta cheese, and hazelnuts, yum. The cauliflower went into a curry soup with chickpeas and pumpkin puree and coconut milk. I'm not sure I have that recipe quite where I want it, yet, but it'll be dinner food, at least. I used the rest of the pumpkin puree to make some apple-pumpkin-pecan turnovers, which are super yummy and not too sweet, but in the future I think I'll use the filling in a pie instead, because pie is less fussy to make than turnovers.
I also got more orange oar paint mixed up, for teammates who are helping with that project, and got the third full coat of paint onto the first set of oars. I am still feeling like I'm making more drips than I should be, but also in the near future I am going to mostly focus on oar blade prep and repairs rather than painting. So maybe the finicky aspects of painting will become someone else's problem.
When I woke up this morning, the thermostat looked like it had run out of batteries. None of the batteries I put into it got it to turn back on again, so then I just abandoned the project and left for rowing practice. Hopefully the house doesn't get too cold today. If things get desperate I do have an electric space heater.
And when I got to work, I learned that Gari's tumor is a squamous cell carcinoma, i.e. an aggressive form of skin cancer. I'm not sure we can financially justify chemotherapy for a reptile, but I guess I'll learn more when I bring him back in to have his suture removed.
Anyway, I hope your week has gotten off to a less eventful start than all that!
Last week, I missed the vacuuming because of too many other projects, so there was extra debris and crumbs to deal with this week. Out of the usual chores, the vacuuming is the one that's easiest to punt, skipping out on litterboxes is definitely not a good idea. So, extra vacuuming on Sunday. Then I did a deep clean of the kitchen cupboard doors and a thorough mop of the kitchen floor and a couple other spots that desperately needed it. It is just SO NICE to have a kitchen floor that is clean enough that if I drop something on it, I can pick it up again and consider eating/using it still. There are still some walls in the kitchen that could stand to be cleaned off, and one of these days I swear I will actually clean out and come up with a better organizational system for the grocery pantry.
But yesterday was not that day.
In the early afternoon I managed to get outside when it wasn't too windy or rainy, to dig up the Dark Dahlia, which is now nestled away in the basement for the winter. I turned off the faucet for the outdoor hose, and got the hoses coiled up. I didn't get them put away, but that means the garden is almost completely all the way to bed for the winter.
Then, a cooking bender. I roasted up some beets and cauliflower. The beets went into a lentil-beet salad with arugula, feta cheese, and hazelnuts, yum. The cauliflower went into a curry soup with chickpeas and pumpkin puree and coconut milk. I'm not sure I have that recipe quite where I want it, yet, but it'll be dinner food, at least. I used the rest of the pumpkin puree to make some apple-pumpkin-pecan turnovers, which are super yummy and not too sweet, but in the future I think I'll use the filling in a pie instead, because pie is less fussy to make than turnovers.
I also got more orange oar paint mixed up, for teammates who are helping with that project, and got the third full coat of paint onto the first set of oars. I am still feeling like I'm making more drips than I should be, but also in the near future I am going to mostly focus on oar blade prep and repairs rather than painting. So maybe the finicky aspects of painting will become someone else's problem.
When I woke up this morning, the thermostat looked like it had run out of batteries. None of the batteries I put into it got it to turn back on again, so then I just abandoned the project and left for rowing practice. Hopefully the house doesn't get too cold today. If things get desperate I do have an electric space heater.
And when I got to work, I learned that Gari's tumor is a squamous cell carcinoma, i.e. an aggressive form of skin cancer. I'm not sure we can financially justify chemotherapy for a reptile, but I guess I'll learn more when I bring him back in to have his suture removed.
Anyway, I hope your week has gotten off to a less eventful start than all that!
anonymoose_au (anonymoose_au) wrote2025-11-17 11:36 pm
anonymoose_au) wrote2025-11-17 11:36 pm
Entry tags:
Need to Clean Up My Computer...and My Apartment!
11:20pm: The common cry of the Moose...my apartment is still a mess, even though I had a half day at work today so plenty of time to clean up the place, but did I do it? Nope. I did have some pretty bad 3:30-itis though and even ended up taking a nap! Shakes head.
As for my laptop, I was playing The Sims 4 and it was being seriously laggy, which I hope can be fixed by freeing up more space and isn't some weird problem with the game. Although I don't think the latter makes sense because the big update was last week and I've already updated my mods.
Anywho, considering that I had to take a nap this afternoon I really should be updating way earlier than this, but yeah distracted by Sims, because beyond the lagginess, a bizarre thing happened where one my Sims aged up twice completely skipping a life stage! I quit without saving, because WTF, which meant losing like an hour of gameplay, boo. I have no idea why it happened, the Sim in question wasn't blowing out candles on a cake or anything. Hopefully, it won't happen again this time around! Playing the Sims on normal lifespan is something I'm not used to I have to say, there's been so many birthdays in a row!
What else to report? Not much, although I also neglected to my laundry, shakes head, man I'm an adult I swear!
Right, on that note, I better act like a proper adult and get to bed!
Ta ta!
As for my laptop, I was playing The Sims 4 and it was being seriously laggy, which I hope can be fixed by freeing up more space and isn't some weird problem with the game. Although I don't think the latter makes sense because the big update was last week and I've already updated my mods.
Anywho, considering that I had to take a nap this afternoon I really should be updating way earlier than this, but yeah distracted by Sims, because beyond the lagginess, a bizarre thing happened where one my Sims aged up twice completely skipping a life stage! I quit without saving, because WTF, which meant losing like an hour of gameplay, boo. I have no idea why it happened, the Sim in question wasn't blowing out candles on a cake or anything. Hopefully, it won't happen again this time around! Playing the Sims on normal lifespan is something I'm not used to I have to say, there's been so many birthdays in a row!
What else to report? Not much, although I also neglected to my laundry, shakes head, man I'm an adult I swear!
Right, on that note, I better act like a proper adult and get to bed!
Ta ta!
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slacktivist (slacktivist_feed) wrote2025-11-17 09:18 am
slacktivist_feed) wrote2025-11-17 09:18 amWe’ll think of something funny when we write your epitaph
Any kind of heaven every body doesn't get in
Wont seem like a heaven to me
Wont seem like a heaven to me
Penny Arcade (pennyarcade_feed) wrote2025-11-17 08:01 am
pennyarcade_feed) wrote2025-11-17 08:01 amThe Prints Of Peace
New Comic: The Prints Of Peace
poliphilo (poliphilo) wrote2025-11-17 08:31 am
poliphilo) wrote2025-11-17 08:31 amArea Meeting
Our weather has been coming up from Spain but there's been a switcheroo and now it's coming down from the arctic- or so I'm told. Yesterday was warm (for the time of year) and damp and misty, today we have clear skies and there's a nip in the air.
There was ugliness at the Quaker Area Meeting yesterday. I won't go into details but the Area Clerk was pushed into resigning and those who had brought about their fall were inclined to crow about it. I was reminded of that scene in Julius Caesar where Brutus stands up at Caesar's funeral and lectures a shocked populace on how justified and virtuous it was of him to murder his friend. The chief crower was told (but in slightly more Quakerly terms) to shut the fuck up- and consequently left the meeting in a snit.
Friends are not supposed to carry on like this but (who knew?) they are actually just people....
The Meeting was held in the Lewes Meeting House- which is one of the old ones- with 1784 written over the door. The Meeting room is classic Quaker- a shoe box with big windows set high in the wall so Friends wouldn't be distracted by the passing scene- and a balcony at one end. There is new development round the back of the building, recently completed- which is modern, chaste and in keeping. There is also a sweet little front garden with gravestones. Wish I'd taken my camera.....
There was ugliness at the Quaker Area Meeting yesterday. I won't go into details but the Area Clerk was pushed into resigning and those who had brought about their fall were inclined to crow about it. I was reminded of that scene in Julius Caesar where Brutus stands up at Caesar's funeral and lectures a shocked populace on how justified and virtuous it was of him to murder his friend. The chief crower was told (but in slightly more Quakerly terms) to shut the fuck up- and consequently left the meeting in a snit.
Friends are not supposed to carry on like this but (who knew?) they are actually just people....
The Meeting was held in the Lewes Meeting House- which is one of the old ones- with 1784 written over the door. The Meeting room is classic Quaker- a shoe box with big windows set high in the wall so Friends wouldn't be distracted by the passing scene- and a balcony at one end. There is new development round the back of the building, recently completed- which is modern, chaste and in keeping. There is also a sweet little front garden with gravestones. Wish I'd taken my camera.....
Hunningham (hunningham) wrote2025-11-17 08:31 am
hunningham) wrote2025-11-17 08:31 amJournal is good for me, like eating kale
Trying to do dail(ish) journal entry - I know it's good for me but at a loss to explain exactly how or why it helps. Self-reflection? Vaguely social? Looking at what's happening in my life as opposed to in my head? IDK
I know that if I try and write about the big things I freeze up. So instead of "my father is dying" we have "today we et potatoes" And I can't do a "what I did today" journal - I just bore myself. So instead it's just what I'm thinking about right now this minute. 3 random things.
Yesterday was a good day. I got some exercise, I managed a journal entry, I ignored the greenparty WhatsApp, and I coloured my hair for the first time in about 3 months (I use henna and it really needs to be redone every 2-4 weeks).
And - above all - I am sleeping better. This does mean decamping to the sofa at about midnight with an eiderdown and a pillow, but it is working. If I'm sleeping okay I have superpowers, and I can do anything.
And the first thing I have to do today is order a lightweight single duvet. For my sofa escapades, I am using an old feather eiderdown which Mrs. Next-Door gave us some time last century. I think she bought it shortly after WW2. It has been stuffed into an old duvet cover to stop it leaking feathers, and it's very warm but it smells funky. Not exactly wet sheep, maybe elderly hens?
I know that if I try and write about the big things I freeze up. So instead of "my father is dying" we have "today we et potatoes" And I can't do a "what I did today" journal - I just bore myself. So instead it's just what I'm thinking about right now this minute. 3 random things.
Yesterday was a good day. I got some exercise, I managed a journal entry, I ignored the greenparty WhatsApp, and I coloured my hair for the first time in about 3 months (I use henna and it really needs to be redone every 2-4 weeks).
And - above all - I am sleeping better. This does mean decamping to the sofa at about midnight with an eiderdown and a pillow, but it is working. If I'm sleeping okay I have superpowers, and I can do anything.
And the first thing I have to do today is order a lightweight single duvet. For my sofa escapades, I am using an old feather eiderdown which Mrs. Next-Door gave us some time last century. I think she bought it shortly after WW2. It has been stuffed into an old duvet cover to stop it leaking feathers, and it's very warm but it smells funky. Not exactly wet sheep, maybe elderly hens?
ysabetwordsmith (ysabetwordsmith) wrote2025-11-17 12:26 am
ysabetwordsmith) wrote2025-11-17 12:26 am
Monday Update 11-17-25
These are some posts from the later part of last week in case you missed them:
Cyberspace Theory
Poem: "Better Than a Million Dollars"
Food
Birdfeeding
Wildlife
Creative Jam
Today's Adventures
Birdfeeding
Philosophical Questions: Censorship
Politics
Communities
Education
Birdfeeding
Follow Friday 11-14-25: Kink
Food
Birdfeeding
Vocabulary: Carcinization
New Crowdfunding Project: "Monsterotica"
Read "An Old Diversion"
Cyberspace Theory
Conservation
Birdfeeding
Cuddle Party
Shopping has 28 comments. Trauma has 42 comments. Affordable Housing has 61 comments. Robotics has 98 comments.
"An Inkling of Things to Come" belongs to Polychrome: Shiv and needs $191 to be complete. Maiara and Arthur discuss taking notes.
The weather has been variable here. Seen at the birdfeeders this week: a large mixed flock of sparrows and house finches, a male cardinal, a young fox squirrel, and an adult fox squirrel. Most of the flowers have died off. I brought in the ceramic pots. Harvest is pretty much done, except a few random fields that may not get done.
Cyberspace Theory
Poem: "Better Than a Million Dollars"
Food
Birdfeeding
Wildlife
Creative Jam
Today's Adventures
Birdfeeding
Philosophical Questions: Censorship
Politics
Communities
Education
Birdfeeding
Follow Friday 11-14-25: Kink
Food
Birdfeeding
Vocabulary: Carcinization
New Crowdfunding Project: "Monsterotica"
Read "An Old Diversion"
Cyberspace Theory
Conservation
Birdfeeding
Cuddle Party
Shopping has 28 comments. Trauma has 42 comments. Affordable Housing has 61 comments. Robotics has 98 comments.
"An Inkling of Things to Come" belongs to Polychrome: Shiv and needs $191 to be complete. Maiara and Arthur discuss taking notes.
The weather has been variable here. Seen at the birdfeeders this week: a large mixed flock of sparrows and house finches, a male cardinal, a young fox squirrel, and an adult fox squirrel. Most of the flowers have died off. I brought in the ceramic pots. Harvest is pretty much done, except a few random fields that may not get done.
Hunningham (hunningham) wrote2025-11-16 07:00 pm
hunningham) wrote2025-11-16 07:00 pm3 Cat Things
Cat has had blood tests for kidney disease and for thyroid. And all clear, cat is in good health, just thin and a very fussy eater. I'm so glad. It's not just my little cat, but I'm looking after very elderly father-in-law right now and we're making decisions about his future and his care, and I really don't want to manage end-of-life care and decisions about euthanasia for my cat at the same time. Distressing for everyone.
Cat & father-in-law are getting on well. They share the sofa, have naps and listen to radio 3 together. My father-in-law has told me that one of the big regrets of his life is not getting a cat when his wife died. I am very surprised by this, because he is so not a cat person.
James-the-robot-vacuum-cleaner now has googly eyes. This has not endeared him to the cat. I think the robot is cat's equivalent of a dalek. It's approximately the same size as cat, makes very threatening unpleasant noises, will slowly pursue cat with obviously hostile intention. Have discussed this important matter with family & decided that big googly eyes would not have improved the daleks. Wise design decision on part of the BBC.
Cat & father-in-law are getting on well. They share the sofa, have naps and listen to radio 3 together. My father-in-law has told me that one of the big regrets of his life is not getting a cat when his wife died. I am very surprised by this, because he is so not a cat person.
James-the-robot-vacuum-cleaner now has googly eyes. This has not endeared him to the cat. I think the robot is cat's equivalent of a dalek. It's approximately the same size as cat, makes very threatening unpleasant noises, will slowly pursue cat with obviously hostile intention. Have discussed this important matter with family & decided that big googly eyes would not have improved the daleks. Wise design decision on part of the BBC.
ysabetwordsmith (ysabetwordsmith) wrote2025-11-16 11:46 pm
ysabetwordsmith) wrote2025-11-16 11:46 pmEntry tags:
Cyberspace Theory
Self-Worth in the Digital Age
Why are we letting algorithms rewrite the rules of art, work, and life?
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Why are we letting algorithms rewrite the rules of art, work, and life?
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Girl Genius (girlgenius_main_feed) wrote2025-11-17 05:00 am
girlgenius_main_feed) wrote2025-11-17 05:00 amGirl Genius for Monday, November 17, 2025
The Girl Genius comic for Monday, November 17, 2025 has been posted.
kaffy_r (kaffy_r) wrote2025-11-16 10:54 pm
kaffy_r) wrote2025-11-16 10:54 pm
Dept. of Memes
Music Meme, Day 11
A song that reminds you of summertime:
The moment I read this, a completely inappropriate song - Mungo Jerry's "In the Summertime" - was right there in the front of my mind. I know why; I heard it during the summer between Grade 9 and Grade 10, when friction between my Granddad and me made my Mum and Nana decide to send me to stay with my Great Aunt Bobbie at her summer cottage in Shediac, New Brunswick.
There were a fair number of teens spending their summer at Shediac, and so I got a chance to do a lot of things which, while not completely inappropriate, did involve youthful parties with beer and dope. I managed to stay out of the kind of trouble that would have forced Bobbie to report on things back home. And "In the Summertime" was the song I remember most fondly, despite it being problematic these days.
Of course I got older, and learned other summer songs, not least of which were the many versions of Gershwin's Summertime - too many from which for me to choose for this meme.
There was one more summertime song that I fell in love with, and which I associate with my love of Bob and of my adopted city. (Those of you who know Bob may spot at least one of the reasons.) So I give you Summer In The City.
Here are the previous days: Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5, Day 6, Day 7, Day 8, Day 9, Day 10
A song that reminds you of summertime:
The moment I read this, a completely inappropriate song - Mungo Jerry's "In the Summertime" - was right there in the front of my mind. I know why; I heard it during the summer between Grade 9 and Grade 10, when friction between my Granddad and me made my Mum and Nana decide to send me to stay with my Great Aunt Bobbie at her summer cottage in Shediac, New Brunswick.
There were a fair number of teens spending their summer at Shediac, and so I got a chance to do a lot of things which, while not completely inappropriate, did involve youthful parties with beer and dope. I managed to stay out of the kind of trouble that would have forced Bobbie to report on things back home. And "In the Summertime" was the song I remember most fondly, despite it being problematic these days.
Of course I got older, and learned other summer songs, not least of which were the many versions of Gershwin's Summertime - too many from which for me to choose for this meme.
There was one more summertime song that I fell in love with, and which I associate with my love of Bob and of my adopted city. (Those of you who know Bob may spot at least one of the reasons.) So I give you Summer In The City.
Here are the previous days: Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5, Day 6, Day 7, Day 8, Day 9, Day 10
