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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 08:32 pm

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Dr. Emilia succeeded in capturing Scarlemagne before his "coronation," as he so gleefully called it. Over the few weeks he's been locked away, reduced once more to the test subject he used to be, Emilia comes to realize that, despite his insistence, Scarlemagne hasn't changed very much at all.

Words: 2041, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Saturday, April 18th, 2026 06:30 pm

silly-jellyghoty:

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I once chatted with a guy from Hawaii, we started talking about languages. I mentioned that while I’ve heard very little of it and hardly seen more of it written down, the Hawaiian language seems to have extremely similar balance of vocals and consonants as Finnish does, so it’s actually pretty likely that there are some words that exist in both languages, but mean one thing in Hawaiian and a completely differen thing in Finnish - much like in Japanese.

He didn’t find it plausible, so we agreed to disagree. Later on he mentioned that his name is [firstname] Kalani Kanaele, and when I told him what that translates to in Finnish, I had to spend like 20 more minutes trying to convince him that I’m actually not fucking with him.

Okay so in finnish, “kala” means “fish” - just any fish, fish in general, and “kana” means “chicken”. “Ele” is “gesture”, as in a physical movement that an animal or human does to nonverbally communicate something. The -ni suffix is a possessive referring to oneself, essentially “my”. In finnish, compound words are of the “if it doesn’t exist yet, I can make one up on the spot” variety, so almost all nouns can be slapped together to refer to something specific.

So, broken down like this and put back together, this dude’s name translates to “the chicken-like gesture that my fish makes.”

This is pure poetry

Saturday, April 18th, 2026 08:33 pm
Nature may ease loneliness in ways exercise cannot

The results show that everyday activities in nature can shape emotional wellbeing.

“The conclusion is that outdoor activities in natural environments largely have a protective effect against loneliness,” said Sindre Johan Cottis Hoff, a PhD research fellow at the Norwegian University of Science and Technology.



So let's look at how loneliness works, how nature can lift it, and some things you can do to encourage that...

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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 09:13 pm
Well, crap. Home Depot has donated money to anti-LGBTQ+ politicians. I was going to go there after my massage tomorrow. Okay, Lowe’s it is. I also need to order a lot of dirt. I joined Lowe’s Rewards to get free delivery.

Gracie let me sleep until 8 AM. Yay.

Google says that I can’t till muddy ground. Hmm.

Fed us all. Zara isn’t eating much, and I’m worried. But she has an appointment at the vet on Monday.

It’s looking very uninviting out. Very dark and gloomy.

Hmm. I’m thinking of going to Lowe’s tomorrow or Tuesday. Or I could have stuff delivered. I’ll come straight home after my massage appointment and plant stuff.

I looked on Burnalong for some stretch routines and found some possibilities.

Napped. My massage therapist texted me and said that they were having HVAC issues at the spa. We’re trying to set something up for next Saturday. In this case, I’ll have lunch, shower, and get outside.

Well, here’s an interesting wrinkle—there’s a freeze watch tomorrow night. Maybe I should just clear beds but not plant? But I need to get stuff in the ground. I do have plastic drop cloths that I can throw over the plants.

I did something to my back in the shower (!), so I’m going to lie down for a little while. Napped. Got up and let the dogs out. I’m sitting for a moment.

Bella killed the Japanese Maple in front of me. I think that I need a taller plant because she leaves the crabapple alone. And I need to put chicken wire around it.

Planted the raspberries. Got most of the blueberry bed cleaned out when my back said, “Enough “.

Fed us all. I’m tired. Ordered wire cutters, hook and eye latches, and soil from Lowe’s. I thought that I was going to get free delivery, but they charged me. I think that I’ll watch an episode of Heated Rivalry and go to bed early,
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 08:05 pm
Sid Krofft has passed away. He and his brother Marty created the TV show Land of the Lost, among a great many other things.  I remember that show fondly.  The age shows now, but at the time, it looked pretty cool.


Carry on the Work

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A Step-by-Step Guide to Developing a TV Show



Saturday, April 18th, 2026 08:16 pm
Evidently walking 7000 steps leads to, conservatively, eleven hours of sleep, if we suppose it took me over an hour to fall asleep, which I don't think it did. So I finally woke up well after noon and forewent my usual exercises to have breakfast instead. But did them afterwards because heavy rain meant no going out. So I am stretched and no less limber than usual.

Succeeded in one long postponed task, which was sweeping the basement stairs, something I've probably never done since returningfrom Japan thirty years ago. But six years back when next door was moving stuff into my basement my s-i-l cleaned the place up and my did it make a difference. So I've known I should do it but I've never been happy on the stairs since tripping on them last year. However, did get them swept off, with my backyard broom because basement dust is nasty, and need only bring a dustpan and garbage bag down to dispose of the piles. Which will do when I rescue the laundry I did today after it dries in the furnace's heat. Furnace is still not on because temps won't drop until the wee hours, but have bumped the thermostat up to 15 so I won't freeze in those same wee hours.
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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 11:22 pm

Posted by thecincinnatikid

From teen prodigy to 11-time Grammy award winner, jazz bassist Christian McBride has played with pretty much everyone. Through his lifetime of live gigs and studio sessions with the legends of jazz and a dizzying array of A-list rock, pop, hip-hop, soul, and classical artists, the Juilliard-trained master has never stopped learning. Which all makes this heartfelt personal reflection of his singular, Ray Brown-inspired, decades-long dive into the deepest wells of Frank Sinatra - and its transformative lessons - all the more rewarding. "You have to listen to singers. You can't just learn the changes—you have to learn the melody and the lyrics, too."
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 07:04 pm
Years ago, the local chain of ice cream parlors called JP Licks* used to have Coconut Almond Lace ice cream in their rotation of non-dairy specials. It was based on coconut milk, as was right and proper, and it might have been my favorite** non-dairy ice cream ever. Then they took the good stuff out of rotation. Lo, for 7 long years, every time "Coconut Almond Lace" was among the monthly specials, it was a snare and a delusion made with real cream. (WHY? JP Licks seemed to be getting better at vegan treats overall. Hempity Hemp Hemp*** can fade into deserved oblivion.) Then a couple of days ago, I walked into the store in search of a raspberry lime rickey and discovered the good stuff was back!

I'm sure it will vanish at the end of the month, because that's what happens with flavors of the month, but I hope it won't vanish for years again. I had an unpleasant medical procedure this afternoon, with needles, so Redbird got me ice cream on the way home. With some for the freezer, just in case.


*JP=Jamaica Plain
**Jenni's chocolate pudding flavor tastes amazing, but contains enough coffee to be a migraine trigger. Alas.
***Hemp milk ice cream with crunchy toasted hemp seeds, just like it sounds. Alas.
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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 04:29 pm
Today we went up to Arthur for the Third Saturday Bazaar at the Otto Center.

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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 02:50 pm
Let's begin with this: Inequality produces worse health and mortality outcomes for everyone, but it hasn't been noticed until now because for several decades, advances in medicine managed to get close to balancing the ledger.

Sports betting, and prediction markets in general, aided by mobile apps and Internet betting, have made it very easy for people who are susceptible to problem gambling patterns, or those who don't have the money to gamble, to gamble far more than they want to.

Conversion "therapy" doesn't work to produce the results it claims to, or desires to. Instead, it continues to traumatize and blame, rather than help.

People who are impressed by buzzwords and corporate bullshit tend not to be as good at doing their jobs, according to some Cornell research. And the difficulty potentially is that those who are impressed by such BS tend to hire and promote people who are similarly so, which compounds the problem.

The insistence on seeing someone while chatting to them makes no sense to someone who can't see, and yet, their sighted friends seem to believe that if they can't see them, something is seriously wrong.

People are not ideologies. People have ideologies, and when you treat people as things, well, Esmerelda Weatherwax has things to say about that.

Victories, setbacks, and other strange things )

Last for tonight, The Archive of Our Own officially ended its status as a beta piece of software. This doesn't change anything, not really, but it does mean that AO3 believes it's out of beta (but definitely not releasing on time.)

The collection of artifacts a billionaire put together and was good about making sure people could see and engage with has been broken up and sold to various other private collectors, because one of the truths of our world is that capitalism always likes to collect important things, and doesn't always share or allow access to them for people. And it's not just billionaires, of course, People who have amassed a collection of historic finds with their metal detectors sometimes sell their collections as well, rather than making them part of a national or regional collection. Or at least letting them have first crack at anything they want to have.

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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 05:40 pm
Today's poem:

A Certain Kind of Eden
by Kay Ryan

It seems like you could, but you can't go back and pull
the roots and runners and replant.
It's all too deep for that.
You've overprized intention,
have mistaken any bent you're given
for control. You thought you chose
the bean and chose the soil.
You even thought you abandoned
one or two gardens. But those things
keep growing where we put them—
if we put them at all.
A certain kind of Eden holds us thrall.
Even the one vine that tendrils out alone
in time turns on its own impulse,
twisting back down its upward course
a strong and then a stronger rope,
the greenest saddest strongest
kind of hope.

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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 05:31 pm
Its too damn hot to even complain about how damn hot it is. 92 degrees?? Whatever happened to Spring? Has Trump ruined that, too?
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 08:40 pm

Posted by Heather Rose Jones

Saturday, April 18, 2026 - 13:40

Lesbian Historic Motif Podcast - Episode 340 – Mary/Charles Hamilton: The Original Female Husband - transcript

(Originally aired 2026/04/18)

Introduction

In 1746, a novelist named Henry Fielding wrote a sensational pamphlet, in the style of a criminal confession, titled The Female Husband: or, the Surprising History of Mrs Mary, Alias Mr George Hamilton. Hamilton was not the first case of a woman marrying while passing as a man. Nor was this the first use of the phrase “female husband”—there’s a reference in a ballad in the 17th century. But Fielding’s publication connected the phrase and the scenario in the popular imagination and helped spur a journalistic fascination for gender-crossing husbands that lasted at least a couple centuries. Yet Fielding’s pamphlet is—for the most part—a work of fiction. So what were the actual facts, and how did Fielding distort them?

This episode centers around a person who was assigned female at birth, lived as a woman until their mid-teens, then put on male-coded clothing and took up a male-coded profession, and later married a woman and engaged in penetrative sex. From a modern point of view, Hamilton’s story would appear to be unquestionably that of a trans man. From the point of view of Hamilton’s contemporaries, there was no question Hamilton was a woman. We have no direct evidence what Hamilton thought about the topic.

These questions are not simple or straightforward. In an era when economic opportunities were segregated by gender, and when maintaining a gender role came with certain expectations regarding romantic and sexual interactions, and when some theories of sexual desire considered that the object of one’s affections was evidence of one’s gender identity, we shouldn’t assume that gender performance always correlates with internal gender identity. That said, in order to acknowledge the ambiguity of Hamilton’s situation, in this podcast I will refer to Hamilton by surname and use they/them pronouns except when quoting primary sources.

Regardless of Hamilton’s individual identity, their case provides general evidence regarding how 18th century English society thought about the possibilities of female same-sex relations, especially in the highly fictionalized elaborations on the story that Henry Fielding created.

The Factual Outline

Before we turn to Fielding’s fictions, let’s review the documentary facts. In September 1746, a woman named Mary Price complained to town authorities that Charles Hamilton, the man she had recently married, was actually a woman. Depositions were taken, the matter was judged at the Quarter Sessions a month later, and Hamilton was convicted of fraud under the vagrancy laws and sentenced to whipping and 6 months hard labor.

The basic facts are laid out in the first-hand testimony recorded from Hamilton and Price. (Both statements were originally recorded in first person, then later edited to be in third person. I’ve restored the first person version for greater immediacy and edited it slightly to read more smoothly.) Hamilton was recorded as being one Mary Hamilton, daughter of William Hamilton and Mary his wife.

“I was Born in the County of Somerset but do not know in what parish, and went from thence to the Shire of Angus in Scotland, and there continued till I was about fourteen years of age, and then put on my brother’s clothes and travelled for England, and in Northumberland entered into the service of Doctor Edward Green, a mountebank and continued with him between two and three years, and then entered into the service of Doctor Finly Green and continued with him near a twelve month, and then set up for a quack doctor myself, and travelled through several counties of England, and at length came to the County of Devonshire, and from thence into Somersetshire in the month of May last past where I have followed the business of a quack doctor, continuing to wear man’s apparel ever since I put on my brother’s, before I came out of Scotland.

“In the course of my travels in man’s apparel I came to the city of Wells and went by the name of Charles Hamilton, and quartered in the house of Mary Creed, where lived her niece Mary Price, to whom I proposed marriage, and the said Mary Price consented, and then I put in the bans of marriage to Mr Kingston, curate of St Cuthberts in the City of Wells, and was by Mr Kingston married to Mary Price, in the parish Church of St Cuthberts on the sixteenth day of July last past, and have since traveled as a husband with her in several parts of the county .”

Hamilton’s testimony is spare and makes no mention of motivations. Was the gender-crossing specifically for the sake of pursuing a medical education? (Note that a mountebank or quack doctor referred to an informal medical practice as opposed to formal training at a university. The word didn’t necessarily have the implication of deceit and fraud that it has today.) Such an education would not have been accessible to a woman, and the 3 to 4-year apprenticeship described indicates a rather solid commitment to the profession. That alone could have been Hamilton’s reason for cross-dressing. Why did Hamilton propose marriage to Mary Price? Was it love? Would having a wife provide some practical advantage in their profession? Was it intended as a flirtation that got too serious and there was a risk of breach of promise? There are no clues. (Fielding offers a greater context, but Fielding lies a lot. We’ll get to that.)

Mary Price provided a deposition, giving her side of the story. (Again, I’ve restored the first person and done light editing to make the prose work.)

“In the month of May last past, a person who called himself by the name of Charles Hamilton introduced himself into my company and made his Addresses to me, and prevailed on me to be married to him, which I accordingly was on the sixteenth day of July last by the Reverend Mr Kingston, Curate of the Parish of St Cuthbert in Wells. After our marriage we lay together several nights, and the pretended Charles Hamilton who had married me entered my body several times, which made me believe, at first, that Hamilton was a real man, but soon I had reason to judge that Hamilton was not a man but a woman, which Hamilton acknowledged and confessed afterwards on my complaint to the Justices when brought before them that she [that is, Hamilton] was such to my great prejudice.”

Prices’s story is that she was courted, persuaded to marry, and convinced that she had married a man. When she discovered otherwise, two months later, she brought the complaint. While Price could have had significant motivation to spin the story in a way that made her appear naïve and innocent, there’s nothing to indicate that she had any concerns about her husband before the marriage or that she was anything but surprised and disappointed once she learned differently. (This is not a universal experience for the wives of female husbands.)

If the newspapers are to be believed (which aren’t necessarily a fully reliable source), Hamilton put a bold face on their situation before the trial, continuing to ply their trade from jail. The Bath Journal notes, “There are great numbers of people flock to see her in Bridewell, to whom she sells a great deal of her quackery; and appears very bold and impudent. She seems very gay, with perriwig, ruffles, and breeches; and it is publicly talked, that she has deceived several of the fair sex, by marrying them.”

The Quarter Session records themselves make no reference to any other marriage entered into by Hamilton. While the Bath Journal initially asserts there were “several,” a later update expands the number to an implausible 14, while also offering several clearly false details, such as adding an alias of George Hamilton and extending the length of the marriage to Price, as well as introducing the motif that Hamilton performed sex “using certain vile and deceitful Practices, not fit to be mentioned.” These motifs will later show up in Fielding’s version.

Technically, although Price brought the matter to the attention of the town council, she made no accusation of a crime. It was the council who decided that they needed to identify a crime. In fact, the justices seem to have been uncertain how to charge Hamilton, based on a comment in the Bath Journal that, “There was a great debate for some time in court about the nature of her crime, and what to call it, but at last it was agreed, that she was an uncommon notorious Cheat.” The Quarter Sessions record that Hamilton was, “Continued as a vagrant for six months to hard labour” in addition to the corporal punishment.

Vagrancy was something of a catch-all category, especially for those not long-term residents in an area who were pursuing irregular or casual work. The maximum sentence for vagrancy was hard labor not exceeding 6 months, whipping, and being “sent away.” The first two punishments were clearly applied in Hamilton’s case. The last generally indicates being returned to the person’s parish of origin, but Hamilton appears to have traveled much further.

In 1752—6 years after Hamilton’s trial—an item appears in the Pennsylvania Gazette regarding an itinerant doctor named Charles Hamilton who had been “brought up to the business of a Doctor and Surgeon under one Doctor Green, a noted Mountebank in England” and had been sailing to Pennsylvania but by mischance ended up in North Carolina instead. After working northward through Virginia, Maryland, and Delaware, selling medicines and treating patients, Hamilton finally arrived in Philadelphia. For some unknown reason a local “suspected that the doctor was a woman in men’s clothes.” Dr Hamilton was examined and found to be a woman; and confessed they had used that disguise for several years. In this case, Dr. Hamilton was held briefly to see if anyone brought any complaints, but there being none, was discharged. The act of gender disguise itself was not a crime in 18th century Pennsylvania and the colonies necessarily had rather different attitudes towards itinerant workers than England did. The only concern was that the disguise had been for some nefarious purpose.

Is this the same “Charles Hamilton?” The coincidences are too strong to dismiss. An itinerant quack doctor who had trained under a Dr. Green, who was using the name Charles Hamilton, and who was a woman passing as a man? One might ask whether this was a newspaper fiction piggybacking on Fielding’s pamphlet, except that Fielding makes no reference at all to Dr. Green or to any aspect of Hamilton’s medical training.  So whether Hamilton was sent to the colonies or went voluntarily, they appear to have ended up being able to practice their profession with slightly less harassment than in England. Is this evidence that Hamilton had a persistent male gender identity? Or is it evidence that, in order to continue to practice medicine, Hamilton needed to continue to do so as a man? Again, the question is unresolved.

Fielding’s Version of the Story

As S. Baker extensively demonstrates in a 1959 article, Fielding appears to have constructed his fictional version of the Hamilton story on the basis of two newspaper reports and possibly some personal discussion with a cousin who was consulted on the sentencing (but was not present at the trial). Fielding definitely was not present himself at the Quarter Sessions trial and appears to have had no access to the depositions presented there.

In addition to changing Hamilton’s alias from Charles to George, Fielding changes their birthplace to the Isle of Man and adds biographical details for their parents. Residence in Scotland is eliminated from the story, and Hamilton is given an initial sapphic sexual initiation by a neighbor, whose sexual deviance is attributed to being a Methodist. Fielding seems to have had it seriously in for Methodists, for—after being thrown over by their first lover in favor of marriage to a man—Hamilton decides to put on men’s clothing and take up a career as a Methodist preacher in Dublin, Ireland.

While in Dublin, Hamilton progresses through two courtships of women. The first, inspired by love, is rejected. The second, inspired by mercenary desire for the woman’s back account, resulted in a marriage which was consummated “by means which decency forbids me even to mention.” Fielding is consistently coy with respect to sexual topics and in his final coda boasts that “not a single word occurs through the whole, which might shock the most delicate ear, or give offence to the purest chastity.” So while we can interpolate that some sort of sexual device may be indicated, we don’t know exactly what Fielding imagined.

This first wife soon discovered the truth of the matter and sent Hamilton packing—literally, for they left Dublin for England. There, Fielding finally introduces Hamilton’s medical career, though with no reference to any training. Hamilton falls in love with one of their patients and marries again, only to be once more revealed in bed, resulting in another flight. Mary Price was Hamilton’s fourth courtship and third marriage, and in Fieldings version was the daughter of Hamilton’s landlady, not her niece (as in the testimony). Per Fielding, Mary continued in ignorance of her husband’s nature—indeed, she protested that he was a true man—through the trial, and it was her mother who had become suspicious and made the complaint. Fielding adds the salacious detail that, during investigation of the complaint, Hamilton’s trunk was searched and turned up the artificial penis to be used in evidence against them. (The trial record makes no reference to anything of this sort. In fact the trial record could be consistent with digital penetration rather than using an instrument.)

Fielding offers the hope that publicizing Hamilton’s punishment will serve as a deterrent to others, though Hamilton is framed as unrepentant. Fielding invents a claim that Hamilton “offered the gaoler money, to procure her a young girl to satisfy her most monstrous and unnatural desires.”

In sum, Fielding’s inventions and additions include a seduction into lesbian sex preceding Hamilton’s cross-dressing, multiple marriages, at least one of which was for financial gain, an attempt to procure sex for money, and a clear indication that a penetrative instrument was used (something less conclusively hinted at in the trial record). The question of bigamy is never mentioned, presumably because no one considered any of Hamilton’s marriages to be valid in the first place. (This is a change from the marriage of Amy Poulter and Arabella Hunt, a century earlier, whose marriage was annulled specifically because Poulter was already married at the time.)

The Charges

But despite Fielding’s focus on the sexual aspects of the case, we return to the fact that what Hamilton was convicted of was a form of vagrancy, not a sexual offense. Now, “vagrancy” in 18th century England covered a wide variety of issues, all generally revolving around the idea that people pursuing an itinerant life—especially without a fixed or formal occupation—represented a hazard to the community. This included the homeless, the unemployed, and those whose employment was casual or was considered to include fraud. If you were homeless or unemployed, you were supposed to be the responsibility of your home parish, not the responsibility of whatever community you happened to be passing through. Regardless of how successful Hamilton’s profession of quack doctor might have been, it fell in a fuzzy category of suspect professions that also included traveling entertainers and unlicensed peddlers.

Vagrancy wasn’t the only possible charge that could have been brought. Other female husbands were charged with fraud, especially if it appeared that the marriage had been made to gain access to the bride’s money or goods.

But England had no laws against cross-dressing or against sex between women. Even apart from this lack, the public response to female husbands worked hard to erase or silence the potential sexual implications. Newspaper accounts use various techniques to avoid recognizing lesbian potential: ridicule, attribution of financial motives, an emphasis on elements of the stories that undermine the image of commitment, such as serial or bigamous marriages, or depicting the marriage as intended as a joke.

But the sexual possibilities were exactly what drew the most official attention. Women living as men in 18th century England were rarely prosecuted. Given the legal and social constraints on women’s lives, there were many non-romantic motivations for gender disguise. The law restricted its concern to cases involving marriage. Regardless of the legal facts, there was a general sense that lesbianism should be criminal, as reflected in the use of that word in casual references (or as a euphemism).

To some extent, it’s only in comparison to punishments for male sodomy that the punishments for female husbands seem light. Sentences of whipping, imprisonment, and pillorying were among the harshest available for non-capital crimes and often harsher than typical sentences for fraud and vagrancy, whereas men could be condemned to death. The point remains that, in contrast to male homosexuality, the simple fact of sex between women was neither officially criminal nor pursued by the law under other cover. Nor did simple cross-dressing typically attract legal response. It was only the conjunction of the two that left the authorities scrambling for an applicable charge. And even within that conjunction, the law often shrugged and turned away.

The Social Context

Fielding’s interest in the Hamilton case had a larger social and literary context, although he ran counter to those contexts in several ways. Masquerade entertainments were popular in the 18th century, including cross-gender masquerading. In combination with the sexual license encouraged by masked anonymity, these events created the potential for same-sex erotic encounters—whether by accident, by misperception, or using the disguise as cover. Moral concerns typically targeted the possibility that masquerades enabled male sexual encounters, while criticism of women attending masquerades in male garb more typically focused on it being a form of rebellion against “women’s proper place.” Fielding was among those who criticized the popularity of public masquerades as providing a context for vice and immorality.

Fielding’s treatise also comes at the end of a half century of an unusually positive interest in what Susan Lanser calls the “sapphic picaresque” genre of literature, which she defines as involving a same-sex connection within a non-domestic context, especially involving travel. These stories tend to have an episodic structure and present the illusion of a realistic “true narrative.” Drawing from the traditional picaresque genre, the protagonist often fits the “loveable rogue” image—morally ambiguous and unconventional. The protagonists challenge not only the patriarchal status quo but the interplay between class and sexuality.

As examples of this genre, Lanser notes Delarivier Manley’s New Atalantis, Eliza Haywood’s The British Recluse, Jane Barker’s The Unaccountable Wife, Giovanni Bianchi’s biography of Caterina Vizzani, Charlotte Charke’s autobiography, and the anonymous Travels and Adventures of Mademoiselle de Richelieu.

Fielding’s version of Hamilton fits into this genre in involving travel, episodic romantic encounters, a somewhat roguish protagonist, and presentation as a “true narrative.” It diverges from the sapphic picaresque genre in that some of the sapphic encounters are mediated through gender disguise, and in that the disguise inevitably fails. Whether or not Fielding was responding directly to this literary fashion, the juxtaposition points out that social attitudes towards sapphic themes can be erratic and contradictory. No era has displayed uniform hostility or uniform approval of sapphic lives.

Why did Fielding create this elaborate fiction of Hamilton’s life? The best answer seems to be “for the money”—which may well also be what motivated the real life Hamilton to take up a cross-dressed medical career. But people are complicated, and both Fielding and Hamilton no doubt had multiple reasons for their actions.

In this episode we talk about:

  • The factual story of Mary/Charles Hamilton
  • Henry Fielding’s fictional version in The Female Husband
  • The larger historic and literary context
  • Sources mentioned
    • Baker, S. 1959. “Henry Fielding’s The Female Husband: Fact and Fiction” in PMLA, 74 pp.213-24.
    • Castle, T. 1983-4. “Eros and Liberty at the English Masquerade, 1710-90” in Eighteenth-Century Studies, XVII, 2: 156-76.
    • Derry, Caroline. 2020. Lesbianism and the Criminal Law: Three Centuries of Legal Regulation in England and Wales. Palgrave Macmillan. ISBN 978-3-030-35299-8
    • Donoghue, Emma. 1995. Passions Between Women: British Lesbian Culture 1668-1801. Harper Perennial, New York. ISBN 0-06-017261-4
    • Friedli, Lynne. 1987. “Passing Women: A Study of Gender Boundaries in the Eighteenth Century” in Rousseau, G. S. and Roy Porter (eds). Sexual Underworlds of the Enlightenment. Manchester University Press, Manchester. ISBN 0-8078-1782-1
    • Fielding, Henry. 1746. The Female Husband: or, the Surprising History of Mrs Mary, Alias Mr George Hamilton. Liverpool, M. Cooper. (https://archive.org/details/bim_eighteenth-century_the-female-husband-or...)
    • Lanser, Susan. 2001. “Sapphic Picaresque: Sexual Difference and the Challenges of Homoadventuring” in Textual Practice 15:2 (November 2001): 1-18.
    • Lyons, Clare A. 2007. “Mapping an Atlantic Sexual Culture: Homoeroticism in Eighteenth-Century Philadelphia” in: Foster, Thomas A. (ed). Long Before Stonewall: Histories of Same-Sex Sexuality in Early America. New York University Press, New York. ISBN 13-978-0-8147-2749-2
    • Manion, Jen. “The Queer History of Passing as a Man in Early Pennsylvania.” Pennsylvania Legacies, vol. 16, no. 1, 2016, pp. 6–11.
    • Manion, Jen. 2020. Female Husbands: A Trans History. Cambridge University Press, Cambridge. ISBN 978-1-108-48380-3
  • The full text of The Female Husband by Henry Fielding can be found at archive.org
  • This topic is discussed in one or more entries of the Lesbian Historic Motif Project here: Charles/Mary Hamilton, The Female Husband (Henry Fielding)

Links to the Lesbian Historic Motif Project Online

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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 04:44 pm
It's a beautiful day today, much cooler than the last few days have been, and I very much enjoyed being able to run this morning in a comfortable temperature.

Yesterday my daughter went to Trader Joe's and brought back some chocolate orange sticks for me (small sticks of orange jelly coated in chocolate). They are delicious. This afternoon I walked to Stop&Shop to buy some milk. While I was there I had to spend some time in the British foods section (newly discovered - in the foreign foods section), drooling over English chocolate and English tea bags, and naturally I couldn't resist buying myself a bar of mint Aero. Now I'm trying to ration my chocolate consumption so I don't eat all this chocolate too quickly.
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 03:31 pm
Water is flowing faster and vanishing sooner in the western U.S.

In mountain regions, snow acts like a natural reservoir that stores water for months and releases it slowly. Rain behaves differently. It moves quickly across the surface or through shallow soil layers.

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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 03:25 pm
Scientists build 'living reefs' that protect coasts and keep growing

This new approach centers on a hybrid reef system. It starts with engineered materials, then lets living organisms take over.

Over time, oysters and other marine life settle in, turning the structure into a living reef that keeps getting stronger.



It turns out that humans are actually quite good at inventing reef structures that turn into excellent habitat. Various models exist for different kinds of water conditions and target species. In general though, do watch for designs with negative space inside, because those hollows provide better protection for wildlife from predators and a larger volume of habitat.
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 07:22 pm

Posted by CarrotAdventure

We all love Space Ghost. But have you heard him in Spanish?

In my case, this was my first introduction to Space Ghost, as we were living in Colombia at the time (it was 1995, I was around 9). According to Bluesky's Ghost Planet, "The European Spanish dub of Space Ghost Coast to Coast was probably Coast to Coast's most robust localisation, even having unique local interviews to replace some guests deemed too obscure for a Spanish audience"
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 10:13 am


This sequel to Annihilation takes an unusual approach. Rather than returning to Area X, almost the entire book takes place outside of it, focusing on the scientific/government agency, the Southern Reach, which has been sending expeditions into it.

Most of the book is bureaucratic shenanigans with creeping horror undertones. The main character, unsubtly nicknamed Control, is slowly losing his mind trying to figure out what the hell happened to his predecessor and why she kept a live plant feeding off a dead mouse in her desk drawer, what is up with the bizarre incantatory literal writings on the wall, and what's up with the biologist, who has seemingly returned from Area X but says she's not the biologist and asks to be called Ghost Bird. There's parts that are interesting but also a lot of office satire which is not really what I was looking for in this series.

About 80% in, the book took a turn that got me suddenly very interested.

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I kind of want to know what happens next but I'm not sure Vandermeer is interested in giving readers what they want.
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 03:56 pm

Posted by Wordshore

BBC: "For the first 18 years of my life, I had no idea my surname was funny. I grew up in Buxton, a market town in Derbyshire, where Mycock is a popular name. There are more than 2,000 in the UK, give or take ... In the digital world, I have difficulties too: filling out online forms or setting up an email address can see my name rejected and the emails I send often go into spam folders. Searching for my surname is banned on some social media platforms. My mother Patricia had a dreadful time when she took on the surname. Her joy of divorcing my father was twofold as she not only left a somewhat feckless husband, but also de-Mycock-ed herself."
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 05:09 pm

My parents want to talk to me today instead of tomorrow, because tomorrow they're going to be out at something that they don't want to do (I think this is hilarious; they're going to watch my cousin in some kind of ice-skating event; Mom has been complaining about this for weeks, they even have to pay for it, they really don't want to go, and yet at no point have they just told my dad's brother/sister-in-law "No thanks"!).

But tonight, [personal profile] angelofthenorth and will be out seeing one of my favorite symphonies (we played the Finale in high school, I bought a cheapo CD of this and something else from Dvorak afterwards because listening to stuff I used to know that intimately is always fun...and M hasn't been to the Bridgewater Hall yet so I'm looking forward to seeing what she thinks of it).

So I told my parents about half an hour ago that I'm around if they want to talk, and the one downside of modern video meeting platforms (that works on both Linux and an iPad operated by people who don't know, for example, the difference between text messages and e-mails; we use Jitsi) is that I can't just wait to hear if they call so I'm tethered to my laptop for the next little while still, to see if my mom appears with her usual greeting "Do we have you?"

Saturday, April 18th, 2026 10:52 am
Today is cloudy and cold.  We got a good soaking rain last night.  :D

I fed the birds.  I've seen a few house finches.

I put out water for the birds.

EDIT 4/18/26 -- We went up to the Third Saturday Bazaar in the Otto Center, and also stopped at a greenhouse where I bought a flat of flowers and a couple extra petunias.  But then I got home to find a frost warning for Sunday night. *headdesk*

EDIT 4/18/26 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.

EDIT 4/18/26 -- I filled a trolley with sticks from the south lot and dumped those in the firepit.

EDIT 4/18/26 -- I did more work around the patio.

EDIT 4/18/26 -- I did more work around the patio.

I am done for the night.
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 04:25 pm
On the plus side the music playing Real Loud outside right now is recogniseable to me
but on the minus side that means whoever is playing it is probably around my age
and should know better.



I think open windows season has arrived.

... I always end up wanting to throw headphones in them...
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 08:16 am
Full list of April questions here.

21. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would that be?

That's a very tough question because it relates directly to a concept I'm really glad I saw described in a post on tumblr a few years ago. The gist of it was that it's ok and actually important to acknowledge and even mourn other versions of your own life that will never happen, even if you love your life and wouldn't change a thing. A good example for me is that I was becoming really frustrated with Seattle and was thinking it might be time to give Portland a try, but thankfully met Garrett, stayed another six years in Seattle, and moved to Everett. Portland is a very cool city but I've aged out of wanting to live there.

The same can probably be said for all larger cities. If I had to choose one, Vancouver BC is an obvious choice. But I like living in a smaller city and working in a YMCA association with six locations nearby. Everett is an incredible place to live with easy access to several other smaller cities and towns, and Seattle's not that far. Neither is Vancouver, for that matter.

I used to dream of living in Coupeville, but that was before I got involved with water fitness. It's hard to imagine living 45 minutes from a pool that offers it, and the one I'm referring to is at a private gym in Anacortes, rather than a YMCA.

This all isn't really a great answer to the question but I guess the real answer is that I'm currently living in what I consider the right place for me at the moment and I'm not longing for the next phase of life that would change that. In fact, should I end up as a widowed senior, I've already picked my senior living spot that's walking distance from the Everett Y.

I just got back from walking the dogs and realized the biggest contributing factor to no longer wanting to live in large cities is that I like having a big house in a quiet neighborhood. There are certainly attractive mansions on quieter streets in Capitol Hill in Seattle, steps from where I used to live. All of them are well outside my price range, though. Another dream home of mine is the penthouse at First Hill Plaza in Seattle, but I'd never live there with dogs.

22. If you took part in a quiz, what would be your specialist subject?

If I could be on The Floor, I'd want to play Famous Hair. It's a category I'd be really good at anyway, and in season 1, someone froze during that category and they barely got to show any of it. That'd be great for the show's story, someone reviving a category that was barely touched back at the beginning.

I'd also be good at horror movies and all kinds of movie and TV things. Another one on my list from my audition for The Floor that's a little less broad is '80s video pioneers. The first few years at MTV were very influential but I bet a lot of people can't name the band from still from those videos now.

If you haven't watched The Floor, pretty much anything can be a category on there. The hardest ones I've seen were Lord of the Rings, Periodic Table of Elements, and one that hasn't been played yet, Roman Empire. But on the lighter side, there'll be Kid's Party Items, Bathroom Items, etc.

23. In 1895, Ngaio Marsh, New Zealand detective writer and producer, was born in Christchurch, New Zealand. Have you ever read any of her detective novels? If not, who is your favourite detective novelist?

I haven't, and I also haven't read many detective novels. One author I really like is Orland Outland, and at least one of his books that I've read was a detective novel.

24. It’s Barbara Streisand’s birthday – are you a fan of her music or movies?

I don't dislike her but I definitely haven't seen or heard as much as I should have by now. Someone revoke my gay card!

25. When’s the last time you had to use a plumber?

Funny you should ask. We recently had to replace our disposal, and the guy who came out to install it said the rest of the plastic piping underneath the sink should probably be replaced but wasn't leaking at the time. Now it's leaking, so I need to go to the hardware store and arrange that.
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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 08:26 am
1. Some sort of incident created a major cleanup operation in a hallway that was a chokepoint for access between work and home areas. Passage was heavily restricted and slowed down for a long time. I recognized the face of a casual old acquaintance as the main person doing the cleanup.
2. There was a huge backup/lineup in trying to access a shopping area that was basically a bunch of stand-alone gas-station-like small shops distributed over a large parking lot (not entirely paved or flat), and everyone had to guess and pick the shortest secondary lineup at each individual shop based on sight alone (when not all shops were visible). Once I picked a shop and went inside, I made my order quickly, but when I tried to pay, the shop keeper did not accept the scrip which I purchased at the entrance because he thought it was fake/counterfeit. I tried to explain to him that I purchased it just minutes ago not far from where we were, but he was having none of it.
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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 08:15 am
Mouse trap technology keeps evolving in different dimensions, e.g.:
* more effective at killing “humanely” (i.e. less pain) or at live trapping for immediate rehoming
* more effective at catching mice within its general area (e.g. more attractive lures)
* easier to clean and dispose of the target when the deed is complete
* cheaper to manufacture and better advertised

Is Israel's policy towards Palestinians since 1948 an evolving mouse trap industry that also exports its US-sponsored tech refinements to ~130 other countries?
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 10:55 am

Posted by BobTheScientist

The first census of Saorstát Éireann = the Irish Free State was taken on 18th April 1926, 3½ years after Independence. 12 hours ago, a searchable index of the citizenry was released. Under GDPR, 1,000+ centenarians were given the option of having their names redacted. Background, context, ExecSumm, quirks on RTE, the state broadcaster.
Friday, April 17th, 2026 10:06 pm

We have a spice mix grinder, with lemon and garlic and chili and sea salt in it. It's so good.

But when I tried to add some to our dinner tonight, I noticed it wasn't really working. Despite it being single-use plastic, I managed to take apart the grinding bits, and when I couldn't scrape away the gunk I just left them in some water to soak.

I was just thinking I haven't done anything today, but I've done that. Tiny little thing that should make the future nicer. And more flavorful.

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Saturday, April 18th, 2026 09:38 am
The front door to the building lets you dial a flat number to call a flat to be let in.
Simples.
Yet:
There are people who will get the 'you have dialled an incorrect number' message
and phone someone to say the door isn't working
rather than imagine
they are dialling
the wrong building.

There is an entire street, go try the other stairs, they have their numbers written on them, why is this conceptually difficult so often???
Friday, April 17th, 2026 11:52 pm
The weather wasn't the greatest -- kinda cloudy and blah most of the day, and definitely cooler than it has been (I'm back in long PJ pants for the moment) -- but I had a pretty good, productive day. And Mom and Dad got some good news at the doctor's -- apparently the main physician is hopeful that Dad's tumors will have shrunk enough that he can be considered to be in remission for the time being. We'll see for sure at the CAT scan next week, but -- fingers crossed! Be good if he was, means we'll get that much more time with him.

Anyway -- here's the write-up of my day:

Work – Had a very quiet Friday to end the work week (in stark contrast to last Friday) – my activities consisted pretty much solely of:

A) Doing the GL, which wasn’t TOO complicated today (mostly because not a lot of credit card stuff went on yesterday)

B) Sending out an e-mail about some errors that are still showing up when we try to process certain credit cards to our credit card company (I doubt we’ll hear back)

C) Reviewing my various batches of exceptions and sending out some e-mails/calling some people about failed credit card gifts – got one lady on the line and did her gift with her over the phone, which was nice

D) And doing a bit of roster maintenance (merging a duplicate record I found and looking at some returned mail to figure out someone’s proper address)

Yeah – nothing to write home about, that’s for sure! In fact, it was so quiet, my supervisor let me go home a half-hour early (my coworker had already left earlier to take care of some family medical stuff). So that was nice – I always appreciate getting to start my weekend a touch earlier. :) We’ll see what happens when I go back on Monday!

To-Do List

1. Get in a workout: Check – my final night on the bike this week saw me pedal my way through –

A) “Hitman 3 Seven Deadly Sins WRATH | The Final Deadly Sin!” by OXBox! Yes, roughly a month after they failed to complete “The Wrath Termination” – the final challenge in the “Seven Deadly Sins” set of missions, where 47 was tasked with protecting his own unconscious body from waves of enemies and killing the “Inhibitors” that would cause him harm with the use of melee weapons and traps – on their Hitmanniversary livestream, the OXBox team returned to the dream version of Dartmoor Manor the whole shebang was set in to see if they could finally defeat it! Specifically, Mike returned to the mansion to see if he could get the strategy he tried at the end of the livestream – going out and murdering as many of the Inhibitors and their goons as he could before they even got inside the mansion – to work, while Andy and Jane sat on the sidelines and offered moral support. Or, well, Jane offered moral support – Andy mostly complained about Mike refusing to use any traps or do normal melee kills over throwing his weapons. XD So, did Mike actually manage to pull this off, murder all the Inhibitors, and finally complete the Seven Deadly Sins?

Spoilers and overly-elaborate descriptions below )

B) “Project Hail Mary | Creating Rocky” by Amazon MGM Studios! A quick one-minute teaser about how the team behind the movie created its iconic five-legged rock alien Rocky and how important it was to get him right, since the friendship between Ryland Grace and Rocky is the heart of the film. Basically, they had a fully-animatronic Rocky and a puppet Rocky (no CGI – they wanted a real thing to make him feel more real), and used each for different scenes. There was also a clip of James Ortiz – Rocky’s puppeteer and voice, who has amazing hair – talking about how they asked if he was “comfortable improvising with a five-legged puppet” – and how he immediately said “yeah!” XD Good stuff – lot of love went into this movie, that’s for sure!

C) And the Project Hail Mary “Roommates” clip again, since Rocky eagerly hamsterballing his way around Grace’s ship was the perfect way to fill the final few seconds of the ride. XD

2. Continue final edits on Chapter 6 of “Londerland Bloodlines: Downtown Queensland”: Check – and I made excellent progress tonight, getting all the way to the beginning of page 62 out of 67! :D Though I suspect most of this momentum is simply because we’ve hit the part of the story that I edited most recently...still, I will take it! Tonight’s final pass for typos and awkward phrasing covered –

A) Alice asking Van, Terrence, and Mercurio what they could tell her about Gary and his Nosferatu – Van admitted that he and Terrence hadn’t been down to Hollywood since the Camarilla’s arrival, since it was unfriendly territory, but let her know that nobody messed with the Nosferatu because they knew everything about everybody, with Terrence adding that they were a tight-knit clan and messing with one meant messing with all of them (unless they were a plague-bearer asshole, that is, as he quickly assured her when he saw her looking nervous about Brother Kanker). Terrence said that the best advice he could give her was to be polite, as Gary especially loved fucking with rude people – Cheshire then told her it was sound, but that Gary’s sense of what was “rude” might be a little skewed from the norm, so she’d better keep that in mind as well.

B) Alice asking if any of the men had any idea where to start looking for Gary, and the trio admitting they didn’t – though Mercurio told her that if she wanted some new kit, she ought to swing by his place in Santa Monica. Prompting Alice to ask how things were in the Lady By The Sea, and learning that Therese Voerman had just petitioned LaCroix to become Prince of Santa Monica...and that Jeannette had loudly proclaimed that she was officially going Anarch in response, and asking Nines if she could be a Baron. Terrence grumbled about the city evening out to neutral territory just because those two couldn’t stop fighting, and Alice noted that the sisters’ plan to see who their enemies were by playing up their rivalry was working perfectly.

C) Alice taking her leave from the trio by saying she needed to pack and fill back up on blood – then, upon leaving Venture Tower, racing after Rabbit back to The Last Round in a desperate attempt to alert Nines about the blood hunt before it was too late; however, she ended up being confronted by Skelter and Damsel instead, who were naturally quite heated about her apparently saying that Nines killed a primogen. Alice screamed back that all she’d said was that Nines was at Grout’s manor (and that if LaCroix had said differently, he was a fucking liar); that she’d run here as fast as she could to try and warn him; that she hadn’t been able to come earlier because she’d been Dominated not to speak about it; and that, if Nines really had killed Grout, she wanted to shake his hand because she herself had wanted to off the monster. Cue Skelter asking a trio of vampires in a nearby booth if she was telling the truth, and me shoehorning in a reference to one of my favorite British comedy game shows by making said vampires the main cast of Would I Lie To You? XD

D) Skelter confirming that Alice had spoken true and begrudgingly admitting he could believe she’d been a patsy, but that he’d be watching her from now on, which Alice agreed was fair, followed by Damsel asking what Alice had done for them lately – and Alice telling her about killing Pisha in the hospital. Shocking her out of her perpetual bad mood for three seconds while she processed that – Alice was very pleased with herself for getting one over on her. Skelter asked how she kept finding this shit, and Alice told him “Rabbit keeps running off and forcing me to chase him.” XD

E) Alice telling Damsel and Skelter about her mission to Hollywood when Damsel demanded the latest on LaCroix, and the pair confirming that nobody fucks with Gary (Damsel complaining about Gary siding with the Tower, while Skelter admitted he was pretty sure Gary didn’t side with anyone but other Nosferatu), followed by Alice shocking Skelter with the reveal that she knew Beckett when he asked about the missing sarcophagus. She delighted in telling him that Beckett thought his belief that the elders could control them even in their sleep was full of shit. Skelter was not happy. ;p

F) Alice preparing to leave and actually do her packing – only to be called over by Smilin’ Jack for a chat, where he assured her that he knew that she was just the messenger, and informed her that he believed it was all a set-up – LaCroix, having learned that Grout was dead, sending a vampire he knew with the ability to look like someone else to go pose as Nines so Alice would be sure to see him at the mansion. (So very close, Jack!) He advised Alice to keep things “business as usual” for the moment, then confirmed that the sarcophagus was missing...before bringing up the concept of diablerie, and younger vampires being able to get the powers of elder by draining them of both blood and soul. Cue Alice nearly having a panic attack over how much more powerful LaCroix would be in that case. *grimacing* To her surprise, though, Jack actually counseled her to do as LaCroix said and get the sarcophagus back for him, since at least in that case they’d know where it was – and besides, getting the sarcophagus and getting into it were two very different things…

G) Jack giving Alice some advice with dealing with the Hollywood Nosferatu (basically, “respect that it’s their domain, their rules” and “just be yourself with Gary and don’t try to fuck him over and you’ll be fine”) – then, right before she left, also letting her know that Dominate can be loopholed and that she might have been able to get around the compulsion by writing a note. Alice thanked him for letting her know, left the bar, and found an unoccupied alley –

And then went full Hysteria Mode on her usual Wonderlander entourage, demanding to know why they hadn’t told her that she could have rules-lawyered LaCroix’s command. The answer turned out to be a combination of “we genuinely didn’t know because YOU didn’t know” (which Alice didn’t accept) and “you were in no shape to write a coherent note of warning last night, you barely made it through the meeting with LaCroix” (which she reluctantly did). She eventually calmed down and decided just to be grateful that she knew NOW she could find ways around Dominate compulsions – though she still rather wanted to go live under a rock for the rest of her existence.

*nods* Pretty solid stuff, I think. :D Tomorrow we’ll wrap this sucker up with the final five or so pages, then I’m thinking Sunday we post (as posting a fic chapter is always a bit of a process with me).

3. Watch something on YouTube: Check – thanks to getting home a half-hour early today, I was able to watch the latest video from Josh Way before my workout: “Fun With Shorts: Coney Island!” A promotional video for the famous theme park back in the – 40s, I’m guessing? 40s or 50s, it wasn’t made clear. Anyway, it was ten minutes of the announcer going on and on about how awesome the park was, highlighting the awesome beaches (packed to the brim with folks enjoying the Atlantic breeze), the boardwalk, the freak show (see disabled and really fat people for a mere dime!), the various rides, the delicious food available (apparently Coney Island was famous not only for hot dogs, but also corn on the cob), the parade of women vying to be Miss Coney Island, the shows featuring man versus tigers (which unfortunately did not include said man getting mauled), and the lights that lit up the sky once dusk arrived –

And ten minutes of Josh snarking about how this place was a breeding ground for viruses and other disease, how the various rides all seemed designed to either make you puke or injure you (with especial contempt for a ride where you ended up pulled out of the middle onto the spinning edges of a big old bowl and the famous wooden coaster), how the hot dog was probably made “when a rat fell into a meat grinder,” how “Me Too” needed to be a thing with that beauty contest, and how “this deranged milkman deserves whatever happens to him” tiger-wise (referencing the tiger tamer’s unusual costume). Guys, I don’t think Josh likes theme parks much. XD I mean, it was all very funny, don’t get me wrong, but as someone who very much likes theme parks, it was funny in a “cripes, what did Coney Island do to you” kind of way. (Well, except when it came to the obvious racist/sexist/ableist stuff, of course.) Still, always good to see another short from him!

4. Get my tumblr queues sorted: Check – there was nothing to do over on Valice Multiverse, but on Victor Luvs Alice (N Smiler), I figured out my Song Saturday for this week – a reblog of my post featuring “Taste Of You” by REZZ and Dove Cameron. I stumbled across it while searching my “#londerland bloodlines” tag for likely song candidates, and realized it would be the perfect song to help usher in Chapter 6 because I associate the song with Ghoul!Victor and Malkavian!Alice obsessing over the taste of each other’s blood – and Chapter 6 is the chapter where Alice first feeds on Victor and discovers how delicious he is. So into the queue it went! :) Hooray, I kept to my theme all week, go me.

Aaaaand I have officially stayed up later than I meant to again completing this. *shakehead* Went into way too much detail on the OXBox video, I think...gotta work on that. As it stands, I gotta get to bed -- tomorrow, my primary goals are to get my room clean, and to finish my final edits on Chapter 6 of "Londerland Bloodlines: Downtown Queensland." If I can get in any Fallout: New Vegas or YouTube videos, I will, but those are the priorities. *nods* Night all!
Saturday, April 18th, 2026 01:21 am
The April [community profile] crowdfunding Creative Jam is now open with a theme of "Progress." Come give us prompts, or claim some for your own inspiration.


What I Have Written



From My Prompts

Prompt: Practicing will improve your skill level

Saturday, April 18th, 2026 12:40 am
People have expressed interest in deep topics, so this list focuses on philosophical questions.

How important is freedom of the press to a healthy society?

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Friday, April 17th, 2026 11:14 pm
Gracie woke me up at 6:30. I let the dogs out and went back to sleep. Then I drastically overslept. Fuck.

A lot of people at work seemed to have had a tough week. Yay, weekend.

Fed the cats and showered at lunchtime. I’m wearing used clothes and will change later before the concert.

It’s a good day for planting tomorrow–a high of 56 F/13C. It’s supposed to be windy though, which isn’t great for assembling the planters. I guess that I could put a brick on the instructions? I need to find my stapler to staple the instructions together. I checked on crops, and I should plant green beans as soon as I get the planters built. Sweet potatoes are a warm-weather crop, and I like them. Zucchini? I ordered bean seeds and sweet potato slips. I’m going to order my soil on Sunday. I’ve been looking at and saving green bean and sweet potato recipes. I bought a book on canning.

Hmm. I added a cooling comforter to my Amazon list (not expensive because Gracie chews stuff). But I’ve been sleeping without a comforter, so do I really need it? But that does give Gracie easy access to me to wake me up. I need to dig out my linen sheets.

I fell in love with a t-shirt that is artsy and would make a good travel t-shirt. But it’s $72! Yikes! I found the perfect shirt for my mom in the same catalog, sigh. I would get it for her if she was still alive.

Gracie came in at the last minute before I had to leave. Give me a heart attack, dog. I slammed their food down and left. I left early for the concert because the first floor is sold out, and I didn’t know what parking would be like. I found a spot though, and I’m in my seat chilling. It’s interesting to people-watch. Most people dressed up a little (including me—I’m wearing a linen top, pants, and blazer), some are wearing jeans, and some dressed to the nines. I’m in the balcony. Some people got seats right above the stage, which is something to think about for next time. Most of the people are older. I guess that classical music attracts an older crowd.

They did a good job building the venue. There are no bad seats.

This is my second time to see Joshua Bell. I saw him once in California.

The concert was fabulous. His wife has a lovely voice. He substituted the Massenet "Méditation" from Thaïs for one of the songs, which is one of my favorite violin pieces ever. He played it in honor of a friend of his from Indiana University who got a job at the University of Illinois, where we are. The friend had an untimely death while on tour. He commented that he was from nearby (he’s from Bloomington, Indiana) and said, “Go, Hoosiers,” and we all laughed. We gave them two standing ovations and they did one encore. Then he made a gesture with his hands that clearly said, “Enough “.

I’m sitting with a Diet Coke waiting for the traffic to clear out. Well, we ended with a bang with a tornado warning. The staff brought us down into the basement where the sets for plays are made. A nice person found me a chair.

I’m home now. It’s storming but not too bad now. At least I know that my phone makes a nasty noise when there is a tornado warning.