Six Sentence Sunday
Jun. 14th, 2026 04:39 pm"What are you doing?" Roz asks, frowning ferociously. He's radiating 'keep the fuck away from me' vibes. The tension practically ripples through his shoulders, and he's doing his very best to loom at Cliff despite the fact that Cliff has several inches on him.
"You can't drive to Montreal," Cliff says, and then adds quickly, as Roz's scowl deepens, "Not by yourself. You're tired and your ankle isn't healed" - plus, he doesn't say, you're in a deeply self-destructive mood - "and you'd probably drive yourself into a ditch before you got even halfway there."
"So, what? Are you offering to drive to Montreal with me in the middle of the fucking night, Marly?"
"Yes," Cliff says simply. "Someone has to save you from yourself. Might as well be me."
Daily Happiness
Jun. 13th, 2026 10:21 pmSo I decided to leave my bike parked there and walk a few blocks down to Randy's Donuts, which is a famous LA donut shop that started opening new locations in recent years after having just been a single location for ages. I've never actually been to the one in Santa Monica. As I was walking, I saw there was a Dunkin Donuts across the street just one block down and was briefly tempted to just go there, but I knew Randy's would be better so I continued on and I'm so glad I did because they had a Pride donut and also a mango tajin one and both were so good. Their donuts are big and I really only should have gotten one, but I wanted both lol. The mango one had mango tajin frosting and a delicious mango filling. The Pride one was just a frosted glazed donut with rainbow stripes, but even for a basic donut it was really tasty. I was very full afterwards but it was such good breakfast.

2. It was still hot today so we went to Disneyland for dinner instead of going earlier in the day. Sadly it was warmer than I would prefer even at 6pm when we got there, and super muggy. But we did have a delicious dinner.
3. Tuxie's fur has been growing back on his forehead. I don't think you can really even see where the wound was anymore. So handsome!

Works Revealed
Jun. 13th, 2026 09:47 pmhe deserved it, he earned i
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Jun. 13th, 2026 10:16 pmIt felt hotter than yesterday, which is probably the difference between going outside at noon like today, and 4 pm like yesterday. But what I wanted was a Johnson cocktail-- that's gin, dry vermouth and sweet vermouth-- and I didn't want to go out to buy the fixings. So I put in an order with UberEats and all was tickety-boo until the very end when they wanted me to take a photo of my ID, take a photo of myself, and upload both. Previously it's been the delivery guy who photo'd my ID and in each case had extreme difficulty in so doing, so I was pretty sure I wouldn't manage it either. So hell, let's try SkipTheDishes, even if I keep having to correct my address with them. They said the Dupont LCBO has gin and sweet vermouth but no dry; the Bathurst outlet has gin and dry vermouth but no sweet. Uber said they could get both. Yeah, and both Skip and Uber's interface lagged like a lagging thing. The hell with it, I said, and closed the browser. Johnson cocktail erases the owies better than anything but my system really hates it, a fact I tried to ignore.
SNDs were out back gardening. He-SND was hacking away at the great overgrown clump of vines on the fence between our yards, with a battery operated trimmer and a manual hacksaw. And even with both those and a male's upper body strength was finding it hard going, so thick are the stems now. I have a bigger trimmer that might work but I've never used it in the seven years I've had it and discover that it needs some assembly. Also an outlet and extension cord, of course.
But tomorrow will be rain all day so no gardening happening. I slept with just the fan last night but am not sure that will work tonight: and I did keep waking up sweating. A modest hydro bill came in last week and I overpaid 300% so maybe I can afford the luxury of a window AC, especially since next week is forecast to be window fan cool at night.
And then someone said to me
Jun. 13th, 2026 10:26 pmAt which point I realized that, while my limericks are tagged on AO3, my limerick cycles hadn't been.
So I indexed them for the person, and then I tagged them all with Limerick Cycle, which should shortly be a canonical tag.
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Jun. 13th, 2026 06:58 pmtechnology was a mistake
Jun. 13th, 2026 08:23 pmA friend gave me her old aircon, I lugged it up three flights and got it set up, and ...it turns on and does nothing. I'll take the filter out and clean it tomorrow (UGH) but if that doesn't work, I am out of ideas. (Yes, I looked for the manual online. The troubleshooting tips are not helpful.)
Semi-relatedly, I still need to sort out repairing the oven and the dishwasher, which are both, separately, fucked up. Physical reality is the worst.
June 13 - Share a Villain You Love to Hate
Jun. 13th, 2026 06:22 pmThe first one that defined this concept for me? J. R. Ewing of Dallas. When I compare Babylon 5's Bester to him, I mean it as a solid compliment. I don't want tragic stories pasted on, other characters 'fixing' them, or any of that. I want them to be as bad and as nasty as they do so well... and I will cheer any and every person that gets the upper hand on them.
Because, my lovely friends, heroes ARE measured by what they overcome, and that includes the antagonist.
Week Update
Jun. 13th, 2026 06:25 pmMeanwhile it’s the weekend, and this week was our twenty-first anniversary, so we went to the boardwalk for a few hours. I think I might have got a touch of sunstroke, even though I wore a hat and sunglasses and it was a few degrees cooler than it was when I was out and about on Thursday and Friday. Currently sitting in a dim room because the light in the living-room makes me dizzy.
David Hockney died this week—he was nearly eighty-nine, and had had as good a life as anyone could wish, but I’m still a little sorry he’s no longer around. I liked his paintings, and his book Secret Knowledge partly inspired my recent experiments with the Phantom Line 100.
I’ve been doing a series of paintings of traffic cones that I see around the city, in hopes that I can get them accepted for show somewhere—it’s hard to submit anything without a thesis statement but I think I can pretend the traffic cones are a comment on urban gentrification or something.
第五年第一百五十四天
Jun. 13th, 2026 06:41 pm阜/阝 part 1 fù
队, team; 防, to protect/to prevent; 阳, sun/positive ( pinyin )
https://www.mdbg.net/chinese/dictionary?cdqrad=170
词汇
错过, to miss; 错误, wrong/mistake ( pinyin )
https://mandarinbean.com/new-hsk-4-word-list/
Guardian:
以防万一我再陪护你最后一晚, just in case I'll keep you company for one more night
那是因为你们之前的办案方式都是错误的, that's because you people's previous investigation methods were all wrong
Me:
他笑得像阳光一样。
我们差点错过了飞机。
6/13/2026 Loop Road and Laurel Canyon
Jun. 13th, 2026 02:10 pmThe third surprise was two California Quail foraging on Loop Road. It's always unexpected to see them where there is frequent traffic, and I wonder if it's the same pair we saw quite a few times in the Nature Area last summer. Speaking of wondering about unknowable things, while I was resting on the Loop Road bench at least two Common Ravens were making quite a racket down in the canyon, probably along the road to Jewel Lake, reminding me of the Ravens and the Great Horned Owl two weeks ago. Maybe they were at it again.
Don't mind if I do
Jun. 13th, 2026 05:58 pmAt the entrance, a sign says "PLEASE WEAR A MASK IN THIS SPACE IN SOLIDARITY W/THE ARTISTS & FELLOW VISITORS."
There's a poem-statement on the walls:
And here's the art moving by on a conveyor belt:
( some of the individual pieces )
There was also an alcove with postcards of various art pieces. You were invited to write a postcard to someone about the exhibit, address it, and they would mail it for you (!)
Finnegan writes
Over and over when conceptualizing Don't mind if I do, I used the phrase "the artwork comes to you." But it doesn't really.
I, like many disabled people, am most often at home. Even under the best of circumstances, there are huge logistical, financial, and psychological access barriers to get to an art space. Things like exhaustion, sickness, transportation issues, COVID risk, distance, life responsibilities, doctors' appointments, and more all mean I miss a lot.
Mail art, a creative movement that involves sending art through the postal system, was and continues to be a way to experience art outside of institutions, a way to participate across time and geography. As ableism continues to isolate disabled people, mail art is a tool for connection.
The message is on the wall above the postcard instructions. Finnegan signs it, "With love from my bed."
I was surprised by how moving I found the concept and execution. It's at the Smith College Museum of Art (Northampton, MA) through June 28.
