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On the back edge of days of rain I visit the Japanese garden at
the Hammond museum some miles to the north. A path of stones meanders
to the right and then the left past a stone vessel and then passes
beyond sight to where I do not remember or yet know...
On another matter I am thinking that perhaps rather than write another
book of the usual sort, even to the extent that my previous ones were,
I might make a patchwork (Stromata in Greek title of a mixed work by
Clement of Alexandria) and publish it on demand through amazon to be
there if anyone were interested to read it
and to allow for a ramble here and there in a self indulgent way maybe
or maybe like this path of stones, footprints in a garden...
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Current Mood: popcorn
Tags: politikill, your daily noodle
It has not, you will appreciate, been the most awesome week to be a Londoner, even on top of the fact that winter is still apparently with us and we're all tired and sun deprived.
( Most of you know this and will be sick of it, but click for details if neededCollapse )
So today I thought I'd do some fun things about London. Because it's still the place I love most and probably the greatest city in the world (I haven't visited them *all*, you appreciate), and yeah. Plus, it's a bank holiday weekend and the sun is slightly coming out.
So I went to the South Bank to see what could be found among the concrete masses. It's not the most beautiful place in the world, but the complex around the Festival Hall and National Theatre (and other concrete masses whose names everyone forgets apart from the Hayward Gallery which I've somehow never visited) is one of the best small cultural events spaces I know. (It does big culture too, but what I love is its open access stuff.) Outside are mooching river walks, various stalls and cafes, and a skate park that's about to be moved against much controversy to allow refurb of the area. You can hang out here, the way you just can't over the river.
(pics of the area from last summer when we still had sunshine. The green things are a temporary art installation around the concrete pillars)
I was sadly just too late to book onto a collaborative Japanese poetry-form workshop thing (but I'm hoping to go next weekend - it's on the rooftop, so possibly not if wet), but there are always things going on. Just now, the Centre's hosting the London Literary Festival which comes in various flavours but is mostly about joy in the spoken and written word. I had a cup of tea in the Festival Hall cafe (one of my favourite in London because it's just large and open and nobody's snotty about kids or you lingering, because that's what the space is for), vaguely listening to the kids' poetry slam in the background and looking out at the river while working my way through the weekend papers.
Then I did my part for the fest, which was to contribute to translating a French book into English. Crowdsourcing page by page (they're very short - illustrated - excerpts, from the diary of a French soldier in the first weeks of the Great War). Truly weird idea of fun, actually, because you simply pick a page by the illustration, then get given your text. ( Cut for wiffling about translation and micro celebrityCollapse )
And then out to the Real Street Food Festival, which is a bank holiday expansion of the Real Food Market that's out the back of the Festival Hall every weekend. ( Cut for gourmandiseCollapse )
Came back towards my home, walked on the common amid still-spring greenery, and shopped a bit more (nom, smoked duck as well, and more books that I don't technically need but were upsold to me by the cunning bookshop owner who knows my weaknesses). Miffed that a lovely restaurant and its attached butcher are closing (great, great woe - it's one of a rash of closures in the area; I think leaseholds must be up and people are getting out as profits are way down). I've spent too much today and clearly can only buy milk and loo roll all week. (Not that I need much else on top of all this.)
But still. There's a bunch of stuff I can just drop into and it needn't cost a fortune or involve long journeys or extensive planning, but the world is at my door, if I want it. I'd rather live here than anywhere else. A good time to remember that.
Tags: london, real life
It's time for another round of "well, they had good intentions"|
Rather than spend money to make the city more accessible, New York City has decided to replace signage with the old accessibility symbol with a new one.
The one you've all seen:
The new one:
The major problems with this have already been pointed out in the comments, but to recap:
1. It's visually cluttered with the useless second wheel.
2. It looks like a Cubist Goatse.
3. If your posture was like that in an actual wheelchair, you would probably be falling out of it.
4. Wait, where's the back of the wheelchair?
5. It presents a patronizing view of all disabled people being inspirational wheelchair athletes or some such.
My problem is mainly #1 (hilariously ironic, considering the number of visually impaired people who will have difficulty reading it) and #4 (no matter how spunky you make your representation of disability, it still sucks to get around in a wheelchair in pretty much every place I've ever been to). It's yet another example of well-meaning people doing something to feel as though they're doing something.
By the way, there's nothing wrong with visually static icons in signage. Washroom signs (portraying able-bodied, gendered people) are pretty static looking:
(Though I vastly prefer the ones David Carson shows in this video, as they do away with silly gender essentialist norms altogether and focus on the practicalities.)
Anyway. Progress, or major headdesk moment: Discuss!
Tags: disabled people do exist!, disabled people don't exist, graphic design, shamelessly stolen from boing boing
2013 Hugos: Best Novelette|
Now that the Hugo Voter Pack is out, I'm working through the various folders and files; in response to one query, all the fiction (as far as I've checked) is available in .mobi and .epub formats as well as PDF. I've been reading them on iPhone/iPad in Kindle format (ie .mobi).
I liked this list more than the novels but less than the novellas. There was one that I felt definitely should not win, and my top vote is not very far ahead of my fourth.
( and my votes are:Collapse )
See also: Best Novel | Best Novella | Best Dramatic Presentation (Short Form)
Tags: hugos 2013, writer: seanan mcguire
Ten years on: my Livejournal anniversary|
slemslempike pointed out to me the other day that 21 May was the tenth birthday of this Livejournal. Happy birthday to it! This was the first entry, in which I met both Neil Gaiman and the then prime minister of Serbia, though I have since imported into LJ entries from two previous desultory attempts at blogging.
Livejournal is not what it was. My backdated f-list page from the day I started it has about 150 entries of the same date; ten years on it's more like 50. Glad to see that some people are still posting just as much now as they did then (and you know who you are, or at least you will when you look at the page); some have drifted away entirely, but others are simply expressing themselves elsewhere these days. I guess the peak may have been around 2005-2006, before the lure of Facebook and Twitter and the irritations of LJ's policies and performance eroded the momentum. I'm aware that I don't post as often as I did in the hey-day, or comment as much as I used to on other people's posts; I agree with whoever it was that suggested that those of us who are now reading stuff online on devices with crappy keyboards (or no keyboards at all) write less than we used to, because it is a less pleasant experience. I detected a modest revival of fortunes in LJ activity last year, but I doubt that it will ever return to former heights.
I've enjoyed it though, and I think I will keep it up until there is good reason to stop. I do like LJ's archiving of my thoughts about life, as opposed to the black hole of Facebook and the brevity of Twitter, and I regularly back up with ljarchive and onto mirrors at dreamwidth and my own site. I have got to know some very pleasant and very interesting people here - most recently I met webcowgirl, before her I think the aforementioned slemslempike. I'm sorry to have lost those who have gone - particularly thinking here of blue_condition, who I never met but who I had many excellent exchanges with before his unexpected departure from the scene, and also xnamkrad, davidstewart and astromachy. Stay well, the rest of you, and keep writing when you can.
Friday May 24, 2013|
CORDELIA: You can't live in the past. You gotta move on. Let it go. Forget it. Tomorrow is another day. Did I mention letting it go?
CORDELIA: You'll get through this, Doyle. Nice guys don't always finish last.
DOYLE: You think I'm a nice guy?
CORDELIA: I think it, I say it. That is my way.
~~The Bachelor Party~~
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Tags: climatechange, history, links, religion, ukpolitics, usa
trees standing in the water|
This is interesting. All the time I've lived here I've heard that Toronto mean's "meeting place" in the local language, but apparently that's an urban legend.
What makes this topical is that a bunch of us repeated the story to smhwpf just this past weekend at the Winchester.
Waiting for the whole thing to blow over.
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Tags: linky-poo, your daily noodle
Whine, Moan, Complain..and a Pretty!|
Insomnia, it doth vex me. Plus yesterday I fell heading toward the bathroom and today it feels like someone shot out my knee caps and then kicked me in the kidneys while I was down. But, nothing broke so, *hums* 'Always look on the bright side of life..doo do dee do, doo doo dee do dee do....
So....I made a pretty. I wanted to do an old school wallpaper and Charlie and Dean were very accommodating. Sneak peek icon:
( Big un hereCollapse )
Want take have, enjoy!
Tags: art, charlie, dean, graphics, icon, me, spn, wallpaper
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