Home again, home again, jiggety jig

Apr. 24th, 2019 07:59 pm
kimberly_a: Hawaii (Hawaii)
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Our trip to Hawaii wasn’t nearly as fun as usual this year, due to the plague we both struggled with. I’m glad we both still got in some time in the ocean, though, and got to spend time with Gary and Mary. And I kept reminding myself that there was less pressure to get optimal enjoyment out of the trip this year, because we’ll soon be back there permanently.

So now we’re home, very happy to see it.

There are cats, very happy to see us. We’re happy to see them, too, of course, but they seem a little more desperate about it.

There is a bed, and it is ours, and we’re very happy to sleep in it.

There is a hometown, which is very noisy, and we’re not nearly so happy to hear it.

The trip home was mildly hellish, because the Lihue airport was a ridiculously crowded disaster, with the disorganized TSA having me in tears because we were running so late (because of the incredibly long lines and disorganization) and they wouldn’t let me through because of Scooty McScootface (and the sight of my tears had Shannon—who had already made it through—growling and hissing at the TSA to go help me IMMEDIATELY, which they then scurried to do, because a protective Shannon is a frightening man to face), and we barely made it to the gate in time to pre-board with Scooty. Also, the horribly friendly man sitting next to me, once he stopped his constant flow of conversation, started watching a movie aloud without headphones. And the entire rest of the passengers on the plane appeared to be extremely noisy children and babies. I put on my own headphones and listened to the new BTS album about a thousand times with the volume turned up. It reminded me how little, in this digital age, I listen to entire albums like I used to. I tend to buy individual songs I’ve heard and liked, and so I never have that old experience of listening to an entire album over and over again & discovering some hidden gem of a song that no one else seems to appreciate. My favorite song on the latest BTS album (Map of the Soul: Persona) is one that most fans aren’t talking about (Mikrokosmos), so it’s inspired me to listen to some of the other albums I’ve bought on iTunes to see if I find other favorites not yet discovered.

We arrived home fairly late last night, exhausted and hungry, so Shannon ran to Taco Bell for some quick “supper,” and we went to bed not too long afterward. We then both proceeded to sleep almost all day today. For me, I think it was primarily a recovery from yesterday’s traumatic travel, but for Shannon I think it was primarily due to his lingering atrocious cold. Right now we’re both still lying around like beached starfish, but I hope we’ll both be more functional tomorrow. I have a PT appointment tomorrow afternoon (I haven’t done any leg PT exercises in more than a week and feel horribly guilty about it) and would also like to go get my blood drawn ASAP to check on the kidney function problem discovered not long before the trip.

I also came home to the letter from Paratransit declining my eligibility (also discovered immediately before the trip) and so wrote the letter that begins the appeal process. Fun fun. Now I wait to hear from them regarding the date of my hearing.

Our suitcase lies, largely unmolested, in the dining room. We rummaged for the crucial things (like my pill cases, our cables to charge electronics, etc.) and opted to just leave the rest for when we have more energy.

Since Shannon still seems miserable with his cold, I’ll deal with the laundry when I feel able (tomorrow if I can—the next day otherwise), but for right now I still feel just exhausted and want only to lie on the sofa, drink ice water, watch a bit of tv, and nap as required. I’m betting I’ll go to bed very early tonight. I really don’t want to race around tomorrow, but the kidney labs are important and I don’t want to cancel the PT at the last minute. So I’ll manage it ... and then probably collapse again in the evening.

I feel like I’ve run a marathon. Probably due to my (much milder) case of Shannon’s horrible virus in addition to yesterday’s traumatic travel experience (possibly the most stressful I’ve ever had).

Okay, back to reading some nice, comforting, familiar Sherlock fanfic I’ve read a million times before and which, therefore, requires basically no brain whatsoever. And that’s about how much brain I have to spare.

Goodnight, internets

Apr. 25th, 2019 03:38 am
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Goodnight, internets

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bibliography project

Apr. 24th, 2019 07:52 pm
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I'm slowly reaching the end on this. I have only three more items I have to look at to determine bibliographical details or read to see how relevant they are, and they're all being fetched from storage (where Stanford keeps most of its relevant material, from which it takes at least 2 days to fetch it out) or on quickie interlibrary loan.

Meantime a lot of editing and correcting. Authors' names mangled in the databases. An article whose title implies it's about the movies but also discusses the book (and which flabbergasts me by praising the movies enthusiastically for their "faithful adaptatation", even singling out for favor that most cringe-worthy feature, Sean Astin's acting), and another whose title clearly includes the phrase "Tolkien's The Lord of the Rings" but which turns out to be entirely about the movies. A huge anthology from an Inklings conference which turns out to have only two papers partially about Tolkien. They prefer discussing Lewis.

I've also remembered to scan or download articles as I find them, so that I'll have copies handy for the Year's Work next year. I'm now down to a mere 7 articles I'll have to submit to heavy-duty ILL, which will eventually e-mail me PDFs.

Prepping for the Year's Work is an ordeal of its own. When I was first asked to write this, many years ago, I looked over the previous year's bibliography, which would be my source list, and then pulled out from my shelves all the books I had that were on it. I had most of them, and had already read most of those, so I was confident I could do this.

But I kept doing that from scratch every year. As I acquired new books, I'd shelve them in appropriate spots on my Tolkien shelves, or tuck them in a corner if there was no room. Then I'd have to find them all when it came time to write. This year I had three rare and otherwise unavailable items I needed for the bibliography that weren't in the obvious spot. I found them all, but I said: enough. I have some old cubbyholes originally intended for current projects. I cleared out two of them and designated them: one for the current Year's Work, and one for future years including the bibliography. From now on everything goes in there.

That went well, but not everything has. I edit the bibliography this way: enter data into the computer, print it out, take the printout to the library, add corrections and new info to it by pencil as I work over the day, take it home, enter the pencilled notations into the computer, reprint the file, start over with the next library the next day.

Last night, having come home from the library via my piano concert, I went straight to bed but awoke around 3, as I often do. Deciding to get some work done, I couldn't find the printed bibliography with its invaluable notes. Despair. Then it occurred to me: on my way home I'd fueled the car, and thrown out some newspapers I'd had in the passenger seat. Had my annotated printout gone with them?

Despite the hour, I immediately dressed and drove the 30 miles back to the gas station. And in the trash bin, underneath assorted later additions, I found my newspaper and then, now coffee-stained but still legible, my 8 sheets of paper. I had neither noticed they were there nor had they subsequently come to mind until I needed them. Yow. I don't ever want such a close call again, but it's not possible to keep constant track of everything at once. But this is why I have sympathy for people who forget to fetch things you wouldn't think they would forget.
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Unbound: Transgender Men and the Remaking of Identity by Arlene Stein (Author)

four of four stars

print, ebook

Appreciated this book, aimed at cis folks like me. review and long quote )

A long, long time ago

Apr. 24th, 2019 11:46 am
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It was 1968, and I was in the 8th grade. When I was a teen heartthrob. )

Beetroot lentil salad

Apr. 24th, 2019 01:02 pm
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1 tin green lentils, drained
circa 2 peeled cooked small beetroots, finely chopped (I use the pre-cooked vacuum-packed ones because they are a boon to humanity
circa 1/4 to 1/2 red onion, chopped
handful or two green leafy stuff (spinach, wild garlic, mixed salad leaves, whatever you have that can be eaten raw)
optional: hard goat's cheese, cubed -- as much as you want! keep adding until it looks right to you!


2 tbsp olive oil
2 tbsp cider vinegar
1 or 2 tsp wholegrain mustard
pinch salt, pinch black pepper
optional: 1 pinch to 1 tsp curry powder, depending on heat of curry powder and personal preference

Mix the dressing, pour over everything else. Lasts reasonably well in the fridge without going soggy (though the beetroot will start tinting the other ingredients pink). This is excellent with some eggs fried in olive oil and put on top.

N.B. I am ambivalent at best about beetroot, so anything that makes me choose to eat it has to be pretty good.

Goodnight, internets

Apr. 24th, 2019 06:40 am
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Goodnight, internets

Goodnight, internets


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So after two long and full days at university library research, I got to head up to the city for a piano recital. This was a replacement for the one on my series that was cancelled when the pianist fell ill. I'd signed up for it because he'd been going to play Beethoven's Diabelli Variations, an enormous work that I'd really wanted to hear.

So Tharaud, the replacement, played instead Bach's Goldberg Varations, an equally enormous work (it took 70 minutes to play) not quite as high on my personal want list. But he played it very nicely, with great distinction and separation among the canonic voices and a firmness that only the transfer to piano from harpsichord can provide. Without a break, that was enough, except for a brief encore.

Ivory Vikings

Apr. 23rd, 2019 07:28 pm
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Ivory Vikings: The Mystery of the Most Famous Chessmen in the World and the Woman Who Made Them by Nancy Marie Brown

A discussion on topics suggested by the famous Lewis chessmen: medieval chess figures carved from walrus ivory.

Read more... )
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I learned a lot from the presenters at the conference—I hope to post about that real soon now.

In the meantime, here’s what the experience was like.

The high point was volunteering.

I like registration )

Access: physical and intellectual success & failure

the good )

the frustrating )

I guess I belong here )


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