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rydra_wongMystery Challenge: Babylon 5: Missing
23 April 2025 12:14badly_knitted posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
fan_flashworksTitle: Missing
Fandom: Babylon 5
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Garibaldi.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Spoilers/Setting: Grey 17 is Missing.
Summary: Garibaldi usually loves mysteries, but he could have done without this one.
Content Notes: None needed.
Written For: Challenge 477: Amnesty 79, using Challenge 475: Mystery.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Babylon 5, or the characters. They belong to J. Michael Straczynski.
A/N: Triple drabble.
( Missing... )
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Haikai Fest: "'The World's Most Popular Spring Flower'"
22 April 2025 18:21jjhunterLet's take a breath for poetry. It is April, and as good a time as any for a collaborative poetry fest. Please find below a starting stanza or two of a brand new haikai (what's a haikai, you ask? Think extended haiku: alternating stanzas of 5-7-5 and 7-7). Comment with a following stanza to build on that seed. Someone (most likely me) will respond with another stanza, and so on and so forth throughout the day.
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daffodil focus
bell song, valdrome, pheasant's eye
live stained glass glory
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daffodil focus
bell song, valdrome, pheasant's eye
live stained glass glory
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Updates
22 April 2025 15:36mildred_of_midgard1.5 miles again. Definitely finding it harder to get up that incline than I should, but now that my legs aren't sore (yesterday was a rest day, Sunday was mostly a rest day), the best way to address that is to start hitting the cemetery hill, for some more intense cardio in smaller doses.
Due to the fact that I'm sleeping till midday, work makes this hard, but certainly by the weekend, if I don't report running in the cemetery, call me on it!
Due to the fact that I'm sleeping till midday, work makes this hard, but certainly by the weekend, if I don't report running in the cemetery, call me on it!
Red Boar's Baby
22 April 2025 13:10sholioAs is my usual practice, my latest book as Lauren is available for download for my DW circle for the next week or so!
Download from Bookfunnel.
The download will be up until the book goes live on Amazon on May 2.
(Technically this is Shifter Agents #6, but it's a standalone that shouldn't require any context to read.)
Download from Bookfunnel.
The download will be up until the book goes live on Amazon on May 2.
(Technically this is Shifter Agents #6, but it's a standalone that shouldn't require any context to read.)
Breaking news
22 April 2025 12:57mildred_of_midgardEvery day, it's something.
So just as my wife and stepdaughter's prospects of staying with someone (for a couple of months) to save on expenses has fallen through, my prospects of living with my best friend to save on expenses are dimming:
My friend says googling indicates the law considers the roommate a subtenant even if he's not on the lease, doesn't pay rent (he does pay internet and I think contributed to the installation of the mini-split AC/heater), and only lives there part-time. This means he can't be evicted without cause, nor have the rent raised, except under specific conditions that aren't met here.
So now, instead of informing him of his last day in October or November, we're down to strategizing how to ask nicely and offer money for best chances of success, and I'm back to looking at properties on Trulia.
So just as my wife and stepdaughter's prospects of staying with someone (for a couple of months) to save on expenses has fallen through, my prospects of living with my best friend to save on expenses are dimming:
My friend says googling indicates the law considers the roommate a subtenant even if he's not on the lease, doesn't pay rent (he does pay internet and I think contributed to the installation of the mini-split AC/heater), and only lives there part-time. This means he can't be evicted without cause, nor have the rent raised, except under specific conditions that aren't met here.
So now, instead of informing him of his last day in October or November, we're down to strategizing how to ask nicely and offer money for best chances of success, and I'm back to looking at properties on Trulia.
If anyone could use a morale boost
22 April 2025 17:17rydra_wonghttps://www.lgbtqnation.com/2025/04/protests-erupt-across-the-uk-after-supreme-court-ruled-against-trans-rights/
Many many pictures.
Also, more protests yet to come, apparently, with ones scheduled for Oxford and Cambridge.
Many many pictures.
Also, more protests yet to come, apparently, with ones scheduled for Oxford and Cambridge.
Drugs Challenge: Babylon 5: Walkabout
22 April 2025 14:03badly_knitted posting in fan_flashworksTitle: Walkabout
Fandom: Babylon 5
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Stephen Franklin.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 400
Spoilers/Setting: Walkabout.
Summary: He doesn’t know who he is anymore, and maybe he never did, but it’s time he found out.
Content Notes: References addiction.
Written For: Challenge 477: Amnesty 79, using Challenge 84: Drugs.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Babylon 5, or the characters. They belong to J. Michael Straczynski.
A/N: Quadruple drabble.
( Walkabout... )
Guest Challenge: Miss Marple/Winnie-the-Pooh: Fanfic: Unexpected Guests
22 April 2025 11:23smallhobbit posting in fan_flashworksTitle: Unexpected Guests
Fandom: Miss Marple/Winnie-the-Pooh
Rating: G
Length: 489 words
Summary: When Miss Marple opens her door, she's surprised to see Tigger and Rabbit standing on the doorstep
Fandom: Miss Marple/Winnie-the-Pooh
Rating: G
Length: 489 words
Summary: When Miss Marple opens her door, she's surprised to see Tigger and Rabbit standing on the doorstep
Another thought about B5 5x18
21 April 2025 23:11sholioI will be going back to answer recent comments, but first, one more stray B5 thought with spoilers through 5x18.
( Tying up a loose end )
( Tying up a loose end )
(no subject)
22 April 2025 17:05wolffylunaI have an announcement: FIFTY THOUSAND WORDS IN 21 DAYS
I AM A SEXY SHOELESS GOD OF ~~WAR~~ WRITING
I may have killed NaNoWriMo by starting and killed a Pope by finishing, but by gum have I done it.
…if you’ll excuse me, I need to lie down in a smoking me-shaped crater for a bit.
Humor
21 April 2025 20:54mildred_of_midgardOn a more cheerful note, two pieces of humor:
Back when I started studying geology last year, I focused on igneous rocks, which are so far my favorite. Thus, the word "igneous" came up a few times at the table, and my wife joked that it always sounds to her like a bad thing, like "igneous behavior." She pronounced this in a very haughty, disapproving voice.
By analogy with "ignoble" or "ignominious", apparently.
So "igneous" has come to be an inside joke for something we disapprove of.
Well, last week I was looking at touristy places in Europe that we could meet up at in future years, and I read aloud from Wikipedia that such-and-such a hill was made of igneous rock.
My low-energy, out-of-shape wife: "All hills are igneous. A hill is a very igneous thing to do to a person."
I'm still laughing.
(I, of course, am lamenting that I'll be leaving a hilly neighborhood for a "flat-as-a-pancake, biker's paradise!" neighborhood, to quote a real estate agent on Trulia. How am I supposed to get in my daily hill reps??!)
*
I like backrubs. Backrubs are awesome. I will miss them.
My wife likes to give silly backrubs: I have been a piano, a samba drum, a hippodrome, and many other things while her fingers dance around according to her whim.
A couple days ago (we've been trying to fit in as many as we can before the end of the month!) she announced that what she was doing was an arpeggio.
Later on, she was doing something similar, and my unmusical self asked, "Is that an arpeggio?"
Her: No, these are horses! But if I were playing the piano, this would be a trill, not an arpeggio.
Me: I'm sorry, I need to learn to tell trills, arpeggios, and horses apart!
Me: ...Which is now a sentence that has been uttered in this house, lol.
Back when I started studying geology last year, I focused on igneous rocks, which are so far my favorite. Thus, the word "igneous" came up a few times at the table, and my wife joked that it always sounds to her like a bad thing, like "igneous behavior." She pronounced this in a very haughty, disapproving voice.
By analogy with "ignoble" or "ignominious", apparently.
So "igneous" has come to be an inside joke for something we disapprove of.
Well, last week I was looking at touristy places in Europe that we could meet up at in future years, and I read aloud from Wikipedia that such-and-such a hill was made of igneous rock.
My low-energy, out-of-shape wife: "All hills are igneous. A hill is a very igneous thing to do to a person."
I'm still laughing.
(I, of course, am lamenting that I'll be leaving a hilly neighborhood for a "flat-as-a-pancake, biker's paradise!" neighborhood, to quote a real estate agent on Trulia. How am I supposed to get in my daily hill reps??!)
*
I like backrubs. Backrubs are awesome. I will miss them.
My wife likes to give silly backrubs: I have been a piano, a samba drum, a hippodrome, and many other things while her fingers dance around according to her whim.
A couple days ago (we've been trying to fit in as many as we can before the end of the month!) she announced that what she was doing was an arpeggio.
Later on, she was doing something similar, and my unmusical self asked, "Is that an arpeggio?"
Her: No, these are horses! But if I were playing the piano, this would be a trill, not an arpeggio.
Me: I'm sorry, I need to learn to tell trills, arpeggios, and horses apart!
Me: ...Which is now a sentence that has been uttered in this house, lol.
Everything keeps happening so much
21 April 2025 20:39mildred_of_midgardFirst my stepdaughter breaks a tooth and is in a lot of pain. Then her mother talks her (she's agoraphobic and generally phobic) into going to the dentist, because broken tooth extractions are super easy, barely an inconvenience!
Well, no one had reckoned with her giant roots, nor with the fact that the broken tooth was adjacent to an impacted wisdom tooth that was pressing on it. "This tooth is my brother, and I'm not letting it go!"
It took 30 minutes to get the tooth out, and another 30 minutes to dig out all the residual roots. Stitches were required. By the end, she was shellshocked.
In addition to her obviously much greater suffering and my wife having to try to manage the situation and to accompany her, this meant that my week consisted of a lot of "Can you take her? She's going tonight/tomorrow/Monday?" (with constantly postponed appointments bc agoraphobia), "Can you get her meds from the pharmacy?", "She might need to go to the emergency room", and "She thinks she has an infection."
*
Then the plan was for them to stay with my stepdaughter's grandmother for a month or two after they arrive in Brazil, to save money while they look for an apartment. So Murphy's Law dictates that elderly grandmother suddenly gets hospitalized last week, she's going to be in the hospital for a while while they figure out what's going on with her, she will probably need surgery, and she will probably be post-op, with lots of people coming and going and probably staying over, when my wife and stepdaughter arrive in Brazil in 10 days.
So now there's the inconvenience and expense of scrambling to find an Airbnb, and then the pressure to find an apartment as soon as possible after arriving, to cut down on the Airbnb expense.
*
Then, on Saturday, when I was coming home from my 8-mile geology walk, still on the phone with my friend working out living arrangements, I came up the driveway to find my wife on her e-trike heading out to cancel her gym membership (which has to be done in person) and pick up her daughter's meds.
She interrupts me.
"There's something wrong with the bike!"
She pedaled around in the parking lot while I inspected it.
"Yeah, looks like you've got a flat."
Of course this is the first time this has happened, so neither of us has any idea how to change a tire.
So that's why immediately after my hike Saturday, I had to head out again to the pharmacy, while my wife watched YouTube videos on how to change a tire and tube, ordered spare parts, and asked around the neighbors to find out who had a pump we could borrow.
And now I'm going to have to watch the videos she found and learn how to change a tire, because she's completely overwhelmed, struggling with a depression flare-up (guess why!), and "Technically I'm an engineer (software engineer)" (said in the same tone of voice as "Technically, I'm a doctor (PhD in dead languages).") I am a bit more savvy than she is, though I still intensely dislike anything that requires me to work with my hands and pay attention to what I'm doing.
And, of course, we still have to figure out how to sell this bike on short notice.
The one spot of bright light is that she was able to cancel her gym membership over the phone. I'm still skeptical that in a month they'll be like, "What? No, you have to come in person!" but maybe it will work.
Things keep happening so much!
Well, no one had reckoned with her giant roots, nor with the fact that the broken tooth was adjacent to an impacted wisdom tooth that was pressing on it. "This tooth is my brother, and I'm not letting it go!"
It took 30 minutes to get the tooth out, and another 30 minutes to dig out all the residual roots. Stitches were required. By the end, she was shellshocked.
In addition to her obviously much greater suffering and my wife having to try to manage the situation and to accompany her, this meant that my week consisted of a lot of "Can you take her? She's going tonight/tomorrow/Monday?" (with constantly postponed appointments bc agoraphobia), "Can you get her meds from the pharmacy?", "She might need to go to the emergency room", and "She thinks she has an infection."
*
Then the plan was for them to stay with my stepdaughter's grandmother for a month or two after they arrive in Brazil, to save money while they look for an apartment. So Murphy's Law dictates that elderly grandmother suddenly gets hospitalized last week, she's going to be in the hospital for a while while they figure out what's going on with her, she will probably need surgery, and she will probably be post-op, with lots of people coming and going and probably staying over, when my wife and stepdaughter arrive in Brazil in 10 days.
So now there's the inconvenience and expense of scrambling to find an Airbnb, and then the pressure to find an apartment as soon as possible after arriving, to cut down on the Airbnb expense.
*
Then, on Saturday, when I was coming home from my 8-mile geology walk, still on the phone with my friend working out living arrangements, I came up the driveway to find my wife on her e-trike heading out to cancel her gym membership (which has to be done in person) and pick up her daughter's meds.
She interrupts me.
"There's something wrong with the bike!"
She pedaled around in the parking lot while I inspected it.
"Yeah, looks like you've got a flat."
Of course this is the first time this has happened, so neither of us has any idea how to change a tire.
So that's why immediately after my hike Saturday, I had to head out again to the pharmacy, while my wife watched YouTube videos on how to change a tire and tube, ordered spare parts, and asked around the neighbors to find out who had a pump we could borrow.
And now I'm going to have to watch the videos she found and learn how to change a tire, because she's completely overwhelmed, struggling with a depression flare-up (guess why!), and "Technically I'm an engineer (software engineer)" (said in the same tone of voice as "Technically, I'm a doctor (PhD in dead languages).") I am a bit more savvy than she is, though I still intensely dislike anything that requires me to work with my hands and pay attention to what I'm doing.
And, of course, we still have to figure out how to sell this bike on short notice.
The one spot of bright light is that she was able to cancel her gym membership over the phone. I'm still skeptical that in a month they'll be like, "What? No, you have to come in person!" but maybe it will work.
Things keep happening so much!
Haikai Fest: "Circadian Cueing"
21 April 2025 20:29jjhunterLet's take a breath for poetry. It is April, and as good a time as any for a collaborative poetry fest. Please find below a starting stanza or two of a brand new haikai (what's a haikai, you ask? Think extended haiku: alternating stanzas of 5-7-5 and 7-7). Comment with a following stanza to build on that seed. Someone (most likely me) will respond with another stanza, and so on and so forth throughout the day.
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even single cells
know the daytime sync and sleep
for wake tomorrow
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even single cells
know the daytime sync and sleep
for wake tomorrow
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