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gwydion* A Tea Party for profit business that was lying that it was a non-partisan non-profit, decided a good way to suppress the vote in north Carolina, where they are already voting, is to waste a large amount of taxpayer money and election worker time and energy by claiming 30000 voters who are alive are secretly dead and therefore need to be struck from the roles. Guess what sort of people they are trying to prevent from voting. Go on, guess. Vigorous investigation has only turned up live people falsely accused so far. Sigh. Oh they are affiliated with the Texas voter intimidation group, True the Vote, that plans to harass lack and brown voters at the polls in person in November.
* They have convicted the sixteen Amish terrorists who've been attacking folks for leaving their splinter group of hate crimes. Good to hear. Imagine being an unarmed pacifist with no means of calling for help and having a gang show up at your door in the middle of the night, drag you violently outside, and attack you with scissors. Sounds pretty fucking terrifying to me. I know a lot of news sources treat this as funny, but I think it's not even vaguely funny for those it happened to.
* The death toll of this year's West Nile outbreak is up to 130.
* Screwing Private Ryan: John Stewart's take on the Republican decision to block a job core program for Veterans:
* I continue to be below par, likely from using way too many spoons last week, plus all the inoculations. My achiness and exhaustion follow me into my dreams and everything takes way too much effort. I ought to be cleaning for inspection, but have hardly done any of that as things like cooking, basic housework, and animal care are taking all I have right now. It's a good thing this week was one where I can do things like take four hours to make it out of my room. Today, the new bedding came. It may seem like a small thing, but having one more sheet set and two new pillows makes a huge difference. I think part of the problem pain wise is the old pillows have gone too flat. Support is everything if your body is messed up in the ways mine is and I have a complicated propping system designed to maximize my ability to move about on waking. I spent half an hour doing the surprisingly muscular work of changing pillowcases and stuffing various pillows into cases together. I also need to open and restuff the special neck pillow, and order another liner, but that's not happening right now, as the first is more than my hands can handle and the second needs to wait on more money, along with some car maintenance.
* The bedding came with a huge amount of brown paper crinkly snakes. As is my custom, I gave them to the cats to play with for a couple of days before I throw them out. As I sorted out my bedding, I could watch them flying back and forth in the hall outside my door in a way that reminded me of children sledding on a snow day. They've been having a ridiculous amount of fun burrowing and pouncing. As I typed this, the junior beasties were curled up in the snakes, all played out and exhausted. Mache, having had her fill earlier has been crashed out on the sofa at least and hour, and Hector is henning on his high perch, sleepy and satisfied, calm for the first time in... I'm thinking weeks.
* I went perishable shopping tonight. On the drive over it was the vampire time of the evening. By this I mean, the sun was down, but the sky was still pearly light. y the time I left the store, the sky in the east was almost the colour of the far mountains and in the West it was all roses, lovely. On the drive home, I watched the Eastern sky slowly swallow the mountains and the world close in to the land between the ridges. Why do I call it the Vampire time of evening? Because as a child, I liked to imagine vampires stirring in their sleep and slowly waking. I liked to imagine the hunters hurrying home to be inside walls before they swarmed out. It's slower hear than in the hilly land of my childhood, the twilight creeping slower over valley and bay due to the shape of the encircling highlands. the sky here is big, though not the big of Oregon when I first moved West or the vastness of the prairies and desert we passed through to get here. I love the size of the sky here, big enough for grand effects, but not so big one gets lost in it. I have always loved the transition times of day and the transition sort of places.
* "Clothes and covers, and why sometimes, characters choose.:" http://seanan-mcguire.livejournal.com/469207.html
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* They have convicted the sixteen Amish terrorists who've been attacking folks for leaving their splinter group of hate crimes. Good to hear. Imagine being an unarmed pacifist with no means of calling for help and having a gang show up at your door in the middle of the night, drag you violently outside, and attack you with scissors. Sounds pretty fucking terrifying to me. I know a lot of news sources treat this as funny, but I think it's not even vaguely funny for those it happened to.
* The death toll of this year's West Nile outbreak is up to 130.
* Screwing Private Ryan: John Stewart's take on the Republican decision to block a job core program for Veterans:
* I continue to be below par, likely from using way too many spoons last week, plus all the inoculations. My achiness and exhaustion follow me into my dreams and everything takes way too much effort. I ought to be cleaning for inspection, but have hardly done any of that as things like cooking, basic housework, and animal care are taking all I have right now. It's a good thing this week was one where I can do things like take four hours to make it out of my room. Today, the new bedding came. It may seem like a small thing, but having one more sheet set and two new pillows makes a huge difference. I think part of the problem pain wise is the old pillows have gone too flat. Support is everything if your body is messed up in the ways mine is and I have a complicated propping system designed to maximize my ability to move about on waking. I spent half an hour doing the surprisingly muscular work of changing pillowcases and stuffing various pillows into cases together. I also need to open and restuff the special neck pillow, and order another liner, but that's not happening right now, as the first is more than my hands can handle and the second needs to wait on more money, along with some car maintenance.
* The bedding came with a huge amount of brown paper crinkly snakes. As is my custom, I gave them to the cats to play with for a couple of days before I throw them out. As I sorted out my bedding, I could watch them flying back and forth in the hall outside my door in a way that reminded me of children sledding on a snow day. They've been having a ridiculous amount of fun burrowing and pouncing. As I typed this, the junior beasties were curled up in the snakes, all played out and exhausted. Mache, having had her fill earlier has been crashed out on the sofa at least and hour, and Hector is henning on his high perch, sleepy and satisfied, calm for the first time in... I'm thinking weeks.
* I went perishable shopping tonight. On the drive over it was the vampire time of the evening. By this I mean, the sun was down, but the sky was still pearly light. y the time I left the store, the sky in the east was almost the colour of the far mountains and in the West it was all roses, lovely. On the drive home, I watched the Eastern sky slowly swallow the mountains and the world close in to the land between the ridges. Why do I call it the Vampire time of evening? Because as a child, I liked to imagine vampires stirring in their sleep and slowly waking. I liked to imagine the hunters hurrying home to be inside walls before they swarmed out. It's slower hear than in the hilly land of my childhood, the twilight creeping slower over valley and bay due to the shape of the encircling highlands. the sky here is big, though not the big of Oregon when I first moved West or the vastness of the prairies and desert we passed through to get here. I love the size of the sky here, big enough for grand effects, but not so big one gets lost in it. I have always loved the transition times of day and the transition sort of places.
* "Clothes and covers, and why sometimes, characters choose.:" http://seanan-mcguire.livejournal.com/469207.html