I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls
This collection contains some really captivating pictures - probably not surprisingly, lots include kids and many feature splashing water: We Asked Photographers From All Around The World What ‘Fun’ Meant To Them, And Here Are The Best 30 Entries
I just got an e-mail from BV announcing the arrival of marionberry shakes - so obviously I'll need to detour by soon for one, and more onion rings, of course. Maybe tonight? *g*
Thanks to
conuly for linking to article about efforts to document gay history, and find the participants of never delivered wedding photos: Dear Gentlemen, Your 60-Year-Old Wedding Pics are Ready
Decades after having photos from their same-sex Philly-area ceremony confiscated, a search is on for the owners of a historic set of prints. Can they be found before it’s too late? - In 1957, a young man went to a photo shop on the corner of North Broad Street and Allegheny Avenue to have his wedding photos developed. The photos captured the usual moments: the exchange of rings in front of witnesses, the first kiss and dance, the cutting of the cake and the opening of gifts.
But the young man would never see them. That’s because the photos depict him in a commitment ceremony with another man, and unbeknownst to him, the store manager had a policy of withholding developed photos if he deemed them “inappropriate”-as he did these.
I keep getting fortune cookies with messages that make me think they don't know me very well. I mean, "Your charm is irresistible" doesn't seem to ring true to me; there are plenty of people who can resist me! Folks who've met me, or gotten to know me pretty well online, what do you think? Am I that charming? Can you resist me?
Melanie Moore, a retired school teacher, converted a 1962 Volkswagen Transporter into The Book Bus - an independent, bookstore on wheels. You can catch Moore, her VW, and books around Cincinnati and Northern Kentucky.
More Books On Buses!
Barbara Nolan decided to bring books to Philadelphia commuters by creating Books in Transit, a program that offers fourteen titles to choose from which you can grab at three SEPTA locations. Bonus, the books don’t have to be returned.
There's not been that much actual work past couple of days, so I've been poking at drafting a floorplan for my ideal tiny house, which will never be built. I keep having to check for dimensions on various things like a double mattress (I can sleep on a twin, but turning over is awkward for a fat person). But I got (i.e., ACME purchased with the last office supply order) some graph paper, which is making things a bit easier. And the process of developing a daydream is a lot of fun.
The Losers / MCU crossover fic rec:
a rare condition by
oh_la_fraise
Summary: “Does he do anything mind-bogglingly stupid in the field?” Sam asked.
“No!” Jensen protested, right over Pooch saying “two missions ago, he flashed a guerrilla with a gun to his head.”
Sam ran a hand over his face. “Yeah, that’s Steve’s blood, all right.”
“In 1999, Steve Rogers was declared the most handsome man of the century,” Jensen felt the need to share.
for Reasons, Jake must impersonate Captain America (who is somehow related, and turns out is dumb enough to eat Aunt Linda's potato salad)
I just got an e-mail from BV announcing the arrival of marionberry shakes - so obviously I'll need to detour by soon for one, and more onion rings, of course. Maybe tonight? *g*
Thanks to
conuly for linking to article about efforts to document gay history, and find the participants of never delivered wedding photos: Dear Gentlemen, Your 60-Year-Old Wedding Pics are Ready
Decades after having photos from their same-sex Philly-area ceremony confiscated, a search is on for the owners of a historic set of prints. Can they be found before it’s too late? - In 1957, a young man went to a photo shop on the corner of North Broad Street and Allegheny Avenue to have his wedding photos developed. The photos captured the usual moments: the exchange of rings in front of witnesses, the first kiss and dance, the cutting of the cake and the opening of gifts.
But the young man would never see them. That’s because the photos depict him in a commitment ceremony with another man, and unbeknownst to him, the store manager had a policy of withholding developed photos if he deemed them “inappropriate”-as he did these.
I keep getting fortune cookies with messages that make me think they don't know me very well. I mean, "Your charm is irresistible" doesn't seem to ring true to me; there are plenty of people who can resist me! Folks who've met me, or gotten to know me pretty well online, what do you think? Am I that charming? Can you resist me?
Melanie Moore, a retired school teacher, converted a 1962 Volkswagen Transporter into The Book Bus - an independent, bookstore on wheels. You can catch Moore, her VW, and books around Cincinnati and Northern Kentucky.
More Books On Buses!
Barbara Nolan decided to bring books to Philadelphia commuters by creating Books in Transit, a program that offers fourteen titles to choose from which you can grab at three SEPTA locations. Bonus, the books don’t have to be returned.
There's not been that much actual work past couple of days, so I've been poking at drafting a floorplan for my ideal tiny house, which will never be built. I keep having to check for dimensions on various things like a double mattress (I can sleep on a twin, but turning over is awkward for a fat person). But I got (i.e., ACME purchased with the last office supply order) some graph paper, which is making things a bit easier. And the process of developing a daydream is a lot of fun.
The Losers / MCU crossover fic rec:
a rare condition by
oh_la_fraise
Summary: “Does he do anything mind-bogglingly stupid in the field?” Sam asked.
“No!” Jensen protested, right over Pooch saying “two missions ago, he flashed a guerrilla with a gun to his head.”
Sam ran a hand over his face. “Yeah, that’s Steve’s blood, all right.”
“In 1999, Steve Rogers was declared the most handsome man of the century,” Jensen felt the need to share.
for Reasons, Jake must impersonate Captain America (who is somehow related, and turns out is dumb enough to eat Aunt Linda's potato salad)