63words tagged me to post the last photo I took on my phone.  A few days ago, after I took Dax to school, I found that he’d shoved this rubber snake into the cabinet. This was after he’d spent the morning chasing me around the house with it. The last video on my phone is of our cat Thomas Pynchon playing with this snake.

Rubber snakes, good toys for toddlers and cats.

(I’m not going to tag anyone, but feel free to tag yourself if you like).

63words tagged me to post the last photo I took on my phone. A few days ago, after I took Dax to school, I found that he’d shoved this rubber snake into the cabinet. This was after he’d spent the morning chasing me around the house with it. The last video on my phone is of our cat Thomas Pynchon playing with this snake.

Rubber snakes, good toys for toddlers and cats.

(I’m not going to tag anyone, but feel free to tag yourself if you like).

The Amelie Soundtrack still goes hard.

rafi-dangelo:

I was talking to wayabovebrooklyn​ this morning about albums I can listen to straight through, and I had forgotten about this.  Like every other artsy queer in America, Amelie was a big part of my life for maybe 14 months, but even though I’ve grown up and stopped being ridiculous, everything about it is still good so I feel wholly justified in stanning for this soundtrack.

   
   

Also, I’m trying to make a film scores playlist, so y’all holler if you have any favorites.

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Yes, I still regularly listen to the Amelie soundtrack. It stands on its own (and I still love the movie in all its early-2000’s-indie-film-quirkiness all these years later.
nprfreshair:

Allison Janney won an Emmy last week in the category of Guest Actress in a Drama Series for her role as Margaret Scully on Masters of Sex. Janney spoke to Fresh Air a few weeks ago about filming the sex scenes: 

"The situation is so awkward that you do have to become fast friends [with the other actors], or you look for anything to be comfortable with your scene partner. Maybe that’s sharing some silly thing that happened with you in bed your first time or whatever — anything to break the ice.


I had to ask for just a little shot of courage before I had my first sex scene with Teddy Sears [on Masters of Sex] who is just the most gorgeous, wonderful, handsome specimen. … When I say courage, just a little shot of bourbon … I just wanted something to take the edge off because I was beyond nervous. Who gets to do a sex scene when you’re 50?” 




Masters of Sex is not the best-written show, and it has some unintentionally hilarious moments that unfortunately transpire 100% from Michael Sheen’s overacting, BUT Allison Janney seriously earned that Emmy, and as a bonus the whole series is A+ when it comes to portraying its women characters as likable even while flawed. The lovely and talented and hilarious Lizzy Caplan is really underused for how much screen time she has, though. ( /end half-assed TV show review)

nprfreshair:

Allison Janney won an Emmy last week in the category of Guest Actress in a Drama Series for her role as Margaret Scully on Masters of Sex. Janney spoke to Fresh Air a few weeks ago about filming the sex scenes: 

"The situation is so awkward that you do have to become fast friends [with the other actors], or you look for anything to be comfortable with your scene partner. Maybe that’s sharing some silly thing that happened with you in bed your first time or whatever — anything to break the ice.

I had to ask for just a little shot of courage before I had my first sex scene with Teddy Sears [on Masters of Sex] who is just the most gorgeous, wonderful, handsome specimen. … When I say courage, just a little shot of bourbon … I just wanted something to take the edge off because I was beyond nervous. Who gets to do a sex scene when you’re 50?” 

Masters of Sex is not the best-written show, and it has some unintentionally hilarious moments that unfortunately transpire 100% from Michael Sheen’s overacting, BUT Allison Janney seriously earned that Emmy, and as a bonus the whole series is A+ when it comes to portraying its women characters as likable even while flawed. The lovely and talented and hilarious Lizzy Caplan is really underused for how much screen time she has, though. ( /end half-assed TV show review)

What’s new on the bay

That osprey is still hanging out on our dock. All day long, every day. If I try to go down to the water, he threatens me by beating his wings and making warning sounds. Then he flies off and lights on a dead snag down the shore. I’m beginning to think he owes us rent.

Every day there’s a new wonder in the yard. Pretty wildflowers, wild berries, the skeletal remains of a dead fish head.

I haven’t seen any jellyfish at all this year, but lately their has been a bloom of disgusting brown algae, blobs of it floating in the water.

We are in the throws of a last heat wave. I’m looking forward to more temperate weather. Fall doesn’t really happen here, it’s more like we get a second summer, only with much, much better weather.

Typing Test English

curtncurly:

maryfreakingsunshine:

I saw a job post that requires a typing speed of 70 words a min. I’m at 64 and having so much fun/frustration trying to raise it. 

Seriously. It’s been 30 min and i’m still going. 

Goodbyeeeee afternoon productivity.

One of my most useless skills is that I’m an incredibly fast typer. I took “keyboarding” twice in middle school. Sometimes when I’m bored or anxious I practice typing words by twitching my fingers. I enjoy the muscle memory of it. That is my weird confession for the day.

(via 63words)

charmcore:

For those weavers of magicks peering out their windows to find yet another summer rain descendeth from the gray canopy above, might I suggest instead of wandering into reveries or falling back decadently in your goosedown bed to sink into the Napping Netherworld, that you take a breath of a moment to collect at least a few vials of this particular precipitation.
Stopper them, store them for now (mine will be filed between “St. Joan of Arc - fingernail” and “swamp milkweed”), and smile in the months hence when you find a vexing potion with the most perplexing omissions bends to your will with the addition of only a few drops of the charmed liquid within.
And should you find yourself traversing an open field ‘neath these warm rains, dark heart soaring, concerned not at all with the earth clinging to the hem of your garment, text me because I will come meet you.



It’s not even raining here, and I’m INSPIRED to start a potions collection. Thanks charmcore.

charmcore:

For those weavers of magicks peering out their windows to find yet another summer rain descendeth from the gray canopy above, might I suggest instead of wandering into reveries or falling back decadently in your goosedown bed to sink into the Napping Netherworld, that you take a breath of a moment to collect at least a few vials of this particular precipitation.

Stopper them, store them for now (mine will be filed between “St. Joan of Arc - fingernail” and “swamp milkweed”), and smile in the months hence when you find a vexing potion with the most perplexing omissions bends to your will with the addition of only a few drops of the charmed liquid within.

And should you find yourself traversing an open field ‘neath these warm rains, dark heart soaring, concerned not at all with the earth clinging to the hem of your garment, text me because I will come meet you.

It’s not even raining here, and I’m INSPIRED to start a potions collection. Thanks charmcore.

Checking in

1. I went to an open mic poetry reading yesterday, and an ecology professor complemented me on my knowledge of local plants. Basically this is the highest compliment you can pay me because it validates the last 6 months of wandering around in ditches trying to identify as many weeds as I possibly can.

2. This morning for five solid minutes Dax chased me around the house with a rubber snake, hissing all the while. It was a good predictive glimpse of how his boyhood is going to go.

3. Lately I’ve been making myself gin and tonics with the tonic syrup Dominic got me for my birthday. I can never go back to bottled tonic water, which I barely ever drank anymore anyway, because tonic syrup is ABOVE AND BEYOND any bottled tonic water I’ve ever had and it has rekindled a fire I didn’t know I had for gin and tonics. Those damn Brits REALLY knew what was up when they paired sugar and quinine with gin and limes and soda water.

serialsghostwritten asked: KATE! Have you seen this giant alligator they are reporting about in Alabama!! HIS PAW IS HUGE!

serialsghostwritten:

kabillieu:

NO WHAT PART OF ALABAMA WHERE? WHY? AHHHHH!

Holy shit, I just looked it up and that gator was caught about an hour and a half from where I grew up. I am dizzy and horrified, but also strangely elated. This has made my day.

THE PICTURES OF IT ARE CRAZY ON SLATE!!

http://www.slate.com/blogs/the_slatest/2014/08/18/giant_alligator_1_000_pound_alabama_animal_found_during_hunt.html

A million thousand thanks to LR for bringing this to my attention. I am going to be staying in my house and not going outside ever again.

serialsghostwritten asked: KATE! Have you seen this giant alligator they are reporting about in Alabama!! HIS PAW IS HUGE!

NO WHAT PART OF ALABAMA WHERE? WHY? AHHHHH!

Holy shit, I just looked it up and that gator was caught about an hour and a half from where I grew up. I am dizzy and horrified, but also strangely elated. This has made my day.

At times this summer has been 2 real. My brother moving away, my grandfather dying… and we’ve been having septic tank issues like woah. And it’s still not resolved. 

Good things have happened too. The bay’s still here. Dax still takes monster afternoon naps. I can still enjoy a Moscow Mule on a Sunday while reading a good book. We went into town and got tacos yesterday. I’ve got some tv shows to watch tonight. Feeling p good, honestly. I’ll try to hold onto that feeling.

At times this summer has been 2 real. My brother moving away, my grandfather dying… and we’ve been having septic tank issues like woah. And it’s still not resolved.

Good things have happened too. The bay’s still here. Dax still takes monster afternoon naps. I can still enjoy a Moscow Mule on a Sunday while reading a good book. We went into town and got tacos yesterday. I’ve got some tv shows to watch tonight. Feeling p good, honestly. I’ll try to hold onto that feeling.

Liz has already said this better than me, but the cynicism over the ice bucket challenge is really unwarranted. Donations to ALS research have almost quadrupled. People are hardly avoiding raising money.

I get that it’s kind of a corny thing. Maybe it can even be seen as attention-seeking, but money is being raised to help fund research for a terrible disease. 

(I also find this particular photo and the implication in it problematic. Water scarcity in developing nations and raising money for ALS aren’t comparable. It’s a false equivalency. Making lives better for ALS patients isn’t taking away anything from communities that don’t have access to clean water.)

Liz has already said this better than me, but the cynicism over the ice bucket challenge is really unwarranted. Donations to ALS research have almost quadrupled. People are hardly avoiding raising money.

I get that it’s kind of a corny thing. Maybe it can even be seen as attention-seeking, but money is being raised to help fund research for a terrible disease.

(I also find this particular photo and the implication in it problematic. Water scarcity in developing nations and raising money for ALS aren’t comparable. It’s a false equivalency. Making lives better for ALS patients isn’t taking away anything from communities that don’t have access to clean water.)

(Source: spoonfullofsassy, via if-thisisntnice)

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