What a week! Good golly. I'm afraid to open my laptop for fear what I'll learn has happened now. However, I did learn something really helpful from Jason Kottke's blog, the paradox of tolerance
. Had you heard of that? Why hadn't I? More evidence that it's always right to punch a Nazi.
Tomorrow is Fanfiction Writer Appreciation Day, according to my Tumblr dashboard, so I'm gonna hit that kudos button hard. I'm terrible at commenting, so I promise to try
, but . . . Commenting is hard. And I love getting kudos SO MUCH that I assume others do as well.
And tomorrow is also the eclipse! Here are three links about that:
First, to see exactly what time and how much of an eclipse you'll witness wherever you are in the US, enter your zip code and watch
Via Kottke and by the Weather Channel, a simulated play-by-play of tomorrow's eclipse
. We won't see totality here in Phoenix (62.2%), but I'm still ridiculously excited about witnessing it.
Also eclipse related, a youtube video of the March 2016 eclipse, Alaska Airlines Solar Eclipse Flight #870
. Be sure to turn down the volume; the guy filming it was SO EXCITED!
Let's see, what's been happening chez Mira? Not a bad week personally, but I really need to keep off Twitter and not read Wapo for a while. So fucking distressing and I feel so helpless. And Tuesday Trump will be in Phoenix to announce a pardon for former sheriff Joe Arpaio, one of the most blatant racists since George Wallace. Just fuck.
In happier news, on Thursday, Webster and I took Mother to lunch (at the Cheesecake Factory again, which we all enjoyed) and then to the Chandler Museum
. It's a tiny thing but we all found the story behind the building, and the city of Chandler, pretty interesting. What was most moving, though, was a fairly good sized exhibit about the Japanese internment camp that existed nearby
. It was built on the Gila River Indian Reservation (how's that for irony) and at one time was Arizona's fourth largest city. Webster and I have visited Manzanar so I knew what to expect, but a lot of this was new to Mother. She especially loved the paper cranes that were everywhere -- 16,655 of them, one for every resident of the internment camp. Beautiful and touching, and terrifying to see so many of them. So many people.
Also on Thursday I attended the bi-monthly (by which I mean every other month) dinner meeting for families of the residents of Mother's assisted living facility. They always have a yummy dinner, lots of wine (which alas I can't drink since I'm driving), and a delicious dessert, and then a discussion of personnel or procedural changes, plus the managers and supervisors answer questions. More than that, they take notes and things change
. Mother selected this facility and it's wonderful. The more I learn and observe, the more grateful I am that Mother did her due diligence and found such a wonderful, caring, safe place to live.
One of the remodeling projects in our home is replacing the door knobs with levers, and we're almost finished. Webster told me today that he only did it for me, but now that he's seen how much better they look, he's really pleased. He says they look "elegant," and I do, too, plus they're so much easier to open, especially when your hands are full. We chose the Kwikset Tustin in Venetian Bronze
(don't look at the price -- we didn't pay anything like that).
Today I slept late and then swam my laps. I also made two loaves of sourdough bread and sourdough waffle starter. And I started reading Strange Practice by Vivian Shaw. I'm only a few chapters in, but so far I love it. Dr. Greta Helsing has inherited the family's highly specialized and highly peculiar medical practice. She treats the undead for a host of ills - vocal strain in banshees, arthritis in barrow-wights, and entropy in mummies. It's a quiet, supernatural-adjacent life until a sect of murderous monks emerges, killing human and undead Londoners alike. As terror takes hold of the city, Greta must use her unusual skills to stop the cult if she hopes to save her practice -- and her life.
And yes, she's part of that
Now, on to some misc. links:
Almost a decade ago, I bought my first bra from Bravissimo (the Covent Garden branch) and I've never looked back. I thought I hated bras until I was properly fitted. Here's a useful website all about bras for larger breasted people: D Cup or Bigger
. Lots of good info.Project Subway NYC
: X-Ray maps looking at some of NYC's subways. I've never been to NYC, but I love the idea of subways and trains and trams and these x-ray maps are fascinating to study. I wish they had some similar maps of London's tube system.Trump v. the Statue of Liberty
: From the Guardian, A senior Trump advisor, Stephen Miller, sparked a furor last week when he dismissed the famous poem at the base of the Statue of Liberty. In response, we asked 21 poets: what type of poem would Trump like to see at the statue?
I found some of these poems deeply moving, but my favorite is "Twelve Reasons A Woman Might Hold Up One Arm."
In general, I am not a fan of The Economist
, but they nailed this: The e-mail Larry Page should have written to James Damore
-- Larry Page runs Google and James Damore is the fool who wrote that memo about why diversity is so very wrong. Your chain of reasoning had so many missing links that it hardly mattered what your argument was based on. We try to hire people who are willing to follow where the facts lead, whatever their preconceptions. In your case we clearly made a mistake.
Someone should turn this into a movie! (In fact, I wonder if the Coens'* Hail, Caesar!
was based on the story?) This Undercover Spy Operation Helped Foil a Nazi Plot in 1930s L.A.
[*Where does the apostrophe go? There are two Coens, which has two syllables, and it was their movie, so I finally chose Coens'. ???]
Finally, I love this artist's work! Illustrator Perfectly Captures the Overlooked Joys of Living Alone
. Included is a link to the artist's online shop
; I am planning to buy one of her prints for my sister
for Christmas, and one just for me
Hello, dear friends! Let's stay safe and sane in these terrible times!