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Feb. 10th, 2014 02:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gwydion* "Band-aids on cesspools’ in West Virginia:"
* Attn: Greenwick. Welsh geekery: http://lettersfromtitan.tumblr.com/post/76164296402/killerville-becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys#notes
* Extremely interesting findings. "Genomes of modern dogs and wolves provide new insights on domestication:" http://phys.org/news/2014-01-genomes-modern-dogs-wolves-insights.html
* "Gin as tonic: Alcohol in medicine:" http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-25712005
* "World War I Diaries Of British Soldiers Digitized:" http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2014/01/16/263048062/book-news-wwi-diaries-of-british-soldiers-digitized?sc=17&f=1008
* "MHP: You can drop the mic, Eric Holder:"
* "Why Y'all So 'Scurred' Of Black Trans People Owning Their Power?:" http://www.transgriot.blogspot.com/2014/02/why-yall-so-scurred-of-black-trans.html
* "Redefining Advocacy:" http://www.transgriot.blogspot.com/2014/02/redefining-advocacy.html
We need to have each others' backs. That goes a hundred fold when it's those who have the least privilege and face the biggest physical danger for being Out who are under attack.
* "First Ever Black Trans Homecoming King Crowned:" http://www.transgriot.blogspot.com/2014/02/first-ever-black-trans-homecoming-king.html
* This place often gives the impression of being haunted. It isn't, it's just a confluence of mundane things that can create an eerie effect. There are the strange gurglings and rumbling in the walls caused by water in the pipes and other people's appliances. The higher tech appliances make different sounds than I am used to including the sound of ice moving in the ice maker. The cats' claws move over laminate, which is different than the sound on hard wood I grew up with. They vigorously scoot food bowls across the floor as they eat, a strange, rhythmic sound. Hector rooting through garbage or knocking things off counters sounds like a grumpy poltergeist or phantom, some noisy but invisible roommate banging about the kitchen. And then there are the effects of shadow and light. For the last month, I'd catch changes in light behind me in the kitchen area, a sudden movement of shadow or an unexpected darkening. It turned out to be a light bulb failing and changing in intensity as it heated up and hector knocking a low fixture temporarily askew. The white curtains on the windows lead to some odd light effects as people pass briefly between sun and window. My Zombie Apocalypse shower curtain that now covers my bedroom door gives some fascinatingly creepy shadow images: Squirrel like a well fed Nosferatu lurks slowly past on his way out the door, Hector moving on the bed and jumping down make monster shapes. It is not haunted, but it gives that impression.
I like it.
I like opening my eyes to all that bright cheerful blue. I am still always disoriented for a moment on waking, but it will pass. My bed still makes me think of Princess and the pea, or islands, but I've ,mostly adjusted. I always did love heights, and my Mother built me a loft bed at some point in my growing up, so the height is a physical challenge, not a mental one.
We have reached the point in the move where there isn't much point in unpacking much more without the shelving. I've got some small stuff to do while I wait, but things are on the downhill slope towards done, and this is home, even with the terrible tub.
* Revised plans for Tuesday: I have a Doctor's appointment here. When I'm done, I catch a bite to eat, then drive down to Renton to find the clinic. I then drive further South as Captain Havoc has kindly offered entertainment and crash space. Thanks, Havoc! In the morning I do my informed consent gatekeeper appointment.
* Attn: Greenwick. Welsh geekery: http://lettersfromtitan.tumblr.com/post/76164296402/killerville-becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys#notes
* Extremely interesting findings. "Genomes of modern dogs and wolves provide new insights on domestication:" http://phys.org/news/2014-01-genomes-modern-dogs-wolves-insights.html
* "Gin as tonic: Alcohol in medicine:" http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-25712005
* "World War I Diaries Of British Soldiers Digitized:" http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2014/01/16/263048062/book-news-wwi-diaries-of-british-soldiers-digitized?sc=17&f=1008
* "MHP: You can drop the mic, Eric Holder:"
* "Why Y'all So 'Scurred' Of Black Trans People Owning Their Power?:" http://www.transgriot.blogspot.com/2014/02/why-yall-so-scurred-of-black-trans.html
* "Redefining Advocacy:" http://www.transgriot.blogspot.com/2014/02/redefining-advocacy.html
We need to have each others' backs. That goes a hundred fold when it's those who have the least privilege and face the biggest physical danger for being Out who are under attack.
* "First Ever Black Trans Homecoming King Crowned:" http://www.transgriot.blogspot.com/2014/02/first-ever-black-trans-homecoming-king.html
* This place often gives the impression of being haunted. It isn't, it's just a confluence of mundane things that can create an eerie effect. There are the strange gurglings and rumbling in the walls caused by water in the pipes and other people's appliances. The higher tech appliances make different sounds than I am used to including the sound of ice moving in the ice maker. The cats' claws move over laminate, which is different than the sound on hard wood I grew up with. They vigorously scoot food bowls across the floor as they eat, a strange, rhythmic sound. Hector rooting through garbage or knocking things off counters sounds like a grumpy poltergeist or phantom, some noisy but invisible roommate banging about the kitchen. And then there are the effects of shadow and light. For the last month, I'd catch changes in light behind me in the kitchen area, a sudden movement of shadow or an unexpected darkening. It turned out to be a light bulb failing and changing in intensity as it heated up and hector knocking a low fixture temporarily askew. The white curtains on the windows lead to some odd light effects as people pass briefly between sun and window. My Zombie Apocalypse shower curtain that now covers my bedroom door gives some fascinatingly creepy shadow images: Squirrel like a well fed Nosferatu lurks slowly past on his way out the door, Hector moving on the bed and jumping down make monster shapes. It is not haunted, but it gives that impression.
I like it.
I like opening my eyes to all that bright cheerful blue. I am still always disoriented for a moment on waking, but it will pass. My bed still makes me think of Princess and the pea, or islands, but I've ,mostly adjusted. I always did love heights, and my Mother built me a loft bed at some point in my growing up, so the height is a physical challenge, not a mental one.
We have reached the point in the move where there isn't much point in unpacking much more without the shelving. I've got some small stuff to do while I wait, but things are on the downhill slope towards done, and this is home, even with the terrible tub.
* Revised plans for Tuesday: I have a Doctor's appointment here. When I'm done, I catch a bite to eat, then drive down to Renton to find the clinic. I then drive further South as Captain Havoc has kindly offered entertainment and crash space. Thanks, Havoc! In the morning I do my informed consent gatekeeper appointment.