This is technically a bonus, since we’ve slipped below the $70 donation milestone, but I have faith that we’ll get back up there soon enough. :-)
The announcements and the invitations had been sent out:
On May 4, 1785, Louisa sh’Venti Horribiles, daughter of Isabella Venti Horribiles and Perry Longa Nocte, has come to her Change into her adult form.
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I don’t know when this originally posted, since it was up as a voting incentive and then taken down, but it says “Last Modified June 3, 2010."
Luca was standing outside of a dance hall in Boston when a gorgeous blonde woman threw herself at him. Bastard or no, he was a gentleman, so he caught her, one hand on her slim waist, the other on her shoulders. Her hair fell forward into his face, filling his nose with an intoxicating scent that no perfume could duplicate.
Originally posted February 18, 2012.
He generally considered this a good start to the day, getting things off on an immediate positive note.
Since I'm thinking about migration, I'm curious if other people have a process for it, and how you decide what to bring over?
Part of my process is the "closing up" of the old book by typing up anything that's left to need moved to Evernote, like story or poem notes, blog post ideas, that kind of thing. I gather up all of my outstanding to-dos for the first Master List in the new journal, and then move over the current month's bill calendar. If I have any ongoing projects, I might copy over relevant information, but very little actually moves.
I get the impression from youtube that this is a fairly basic process compared to how some people handle it. ;) What are your thoughts?
“Hey! I’m nice” The voice came from behind Lorque and Nilien and, as one, they tensed and turned around. Not Istore, not Istore… Chason was looking indignantly at them.
“We were saying Istore wasn’t - coming up right behind you,” Lorque ended unhappily. “Hi, Istore, did you get that math problem figured out?”
“I did. What’s wrong with you? You look like you just ate a lemon.”
Sooo y’all might’ve noticed how it’s been a crazy erratic posting schedule around here lately. I want to apologize for that, first; can’t go into details without going into My Personal Life but I have been dropping the ball a lot.
That, plus talking to Lyn a bit about her...
It's located here: http://an.owomoyela.net/fun/
I found it thanks to http://allbingo.dreamwidth.org/
Loose-leaf Links is a feature where I gather together the interesting bits and pieces on sci-fi, fantasy and romance I’ve come across and share them with you over tea. Today’s tea is Australian Grapefruit from Adore Tea. It tastes like a plain sencha at first, but finishes with a strong citrus aftertaste.( Awards News ) ( Community and Conventions ) ( On Equity ) ( For Writers ) ( For Readers )
Mirrored from Earl Grey Editing.
Round 1, I cut more grass around the wagonwheel garden.
There are still two white eggs in the mourning dove nest.
EDIT 5/25/17: Round 2, we picked up sticks in the yard near the house.
The sun is coming out, and the weather is heating up. It's not all the way to hot yet, but it turning warm and muggy. :/ I have a suspicion that the air will be solid mosquitoes this evening.
EDIT 5/25/17: Round 3, we finally got around to putting down the concrete pavers. Four went at the corner of the patio for the burn barrel. 2 went near the barrel garden to hold the yard sculpture.
The air has cooled down somewhat and is pleasant again.
EDIT 5/25/17: Round 4, I trimmed grass around another tree and pulled weeds around the forest garden.
ETA: This just in--en banc 4th Circuit voted 10-3 to affirm the nationwide preliminary injunction against the Muslim ban. The decision describes the ban as using "vague words of national security, but in context drips with religious intolerance, animus, and discrimination."
by Lyn Thorne-Alder
Wednesday, October 25, 2000
“Ugh.” The lights flickered out with a crackle. “Leofric!”
Eriko’s expression needed no light. Cynara could see the tired twist of her face already, the exasperated way she looked when she dealt with her boyfriend. She could see Leo’s cringing apology too, the way his shoulders would shrug forward and he’d try to make himself smaller. It made Cynara want to hug him; it made her want to punch Eriko.
“It wasn’t me,” Leo protested weakly.
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“…I was going to buy that skirt…” Abigail complained.
“No, you weren’t. You would hem and haw about the price and in the end you would’ve left with nothing.” Liv patted her on the shoulder. “We could go into the bookstore there, or we could go to that place that looks like it’s selling herbs and spices?”
“Herbs and spices first. Once we get in a bookstore, we’re going to be there ‘till it’s time for your mom to pick us up.”
Liv giggled. “Like that one time, when she came in to get us…”
“Or that time she had the store page us.
“Or that time she texted us bits of War and Peace until we came out on our own… Yeah. The herb and spice place first.”
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From this hypothetical human, I have managed to get my hands on Exile and Pride, a really crappy pink book about multiplicity that I ditched, and now The Lusty Lady which is about the woman-owned peep show by the same name in Seattle. Back in the 90s, a photographer wanted to tell the dancers’ stories, only to be told that if she wanted to get it, she needed to work there. So she did, and the book is made up of her photos and work stories.
I picked the book up because I’ve heard of the Lusty Lady and wanted to learn about it, only to get an awesome reference text of queerness, sex work, and women in the 90s.