Pop culture round-up!
Yesterday was the last day of hurricane season. I thought for sure this summer was going to be a bad one. It was extremely hot--yes, even for coastal Louisiana--and weirdly dry, and I spent months at a background simmer of existential dread. Instead, not a peep. In fact, only one hurricane even made US landfall all season, and that was in Florida.
So naturally we had a thunderstorm last night that knocked out some power lines, necessitating we go on the generator for several hours. Just one final "fuck you" for the year from Mother Nature.
Anyway, I'll be putting away my hurricane season altar this weekend and putting out St. Lucy.
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The imagination of mortals shaped the gods, carving their faces and their myriad forms, just as the water molds the stones in its path, wearing them down through the centuries.
Moreno-Garcia is becoming one of those writers, like Elizabeth Hand, from whom I will buy a book without even reading the description. The end was such that I wonder if she's planning on writing more books with this protagonist. I'd read those, too!
What's so great about being seen?" Tara demanded. "What's so important about that?"
She might have had the words for it, but I didn't. They locked up in my throat, about being invisible, about being alien and foreign and strange even in the place where I was born, and about the immortality that wove through my parents' lives but ultimately would fail them. Their immortality belonged to other people, and I hated that.
This took place in a weird alternate version of pre-Code Hollywood, where movies are made with literal magic and sacrifice and the heroine is a Chinese-American starlet who refuses to play maids or talk with a funny accent. I thought it was really good and want to read more from this writer.
There's a new season of Slow Horses!
Netflix finally made a series about Griselda Blanco!
Opening with the Crown Liquor Store shootout, bold choice.
Trailer for Furiosa!
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I got my new pixel art speaker a day earlier than expected and have been having fun with it. It has a lot of features, and it's been a challenge discovering all of them, but in a good way. It's just that I'm nearly 50 and am definitely developing Old Person Brain when it comes to technology; in my defense, the instruction booklet is about the size of a postage stamp and contains 6 pages. It doesn't explain a whole hell of a lot! I guess Gen Z can just look at the thing and absorb how to use it by osmosis, but I need a little more help.
Also, it is so loud! I have not gone above 3 on the volume meter for anything, and that's just for the white noise I use to help me sleep. Podcasts and music are at 2 or even 1!
And just look at the way this thing was packaged.
I'm a total sucker for cute packaging.
So naturally we had a thunderstorm last night that knocked out some power lines, necessitating we go on the generator for several hours. Just one final "fuck you" for the year from Mother Nature.
Anyway, I'll be putting away my hurricane season altar this weekend and putting out St. Lucy.
~~~~~~~~~~
The imagination of mortals shaped the gods, carving their faces and their myriad forms, just as the water molds the stones in its path, wearing them down through the centuries.
Moreno-Garcia is becoming one of those writers, like Elizabeth Hand, from whom I will buy a book without even reading the description. The end was such that I wonder if she's planning on writing more books with this protagonist. I'd read those, too!
What's so great about being seen?" Tara demanded. "What's so important about that?"
She might have had the words for it, but I didn't. They locked up in my throat, about being invisible, about being alien and foreign and strange even in the place where I was born, and about the immortality that wove through my parents' lives but ultimately would fail them. Their immortality belonged to other people, and I hated that.
This took place in a weird alternate version of pre-Code Hollywood, where movies are made with literal magic and sacrifice and the heroine is a Chinese-American starlet who refuses to play maids or talk with a funny accent. I thought it was really good and want to read more from this writer.
There's a new season of Slow Horses!
Click to viewNetflix finally made a series about Griselda Blanco!
Opening with the Crown Liquor Store shootout, bold choice.
Trailer for Furiosa!
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I got my new pixel art speaker a day earlier than expected and have been having fun with it. It has a lot of features, and it's been a challenge discovering all of them, but in a good way. It's just that I'm nearly 50 and am definitely developing Old Person Brain when it comes to technology; in my defense, the instruction booklet is about the size of a postage stamp and contains 6 pages. It doesn't explain a whole hell of a lot! I guess Gen Z can just look at the thing and absorb how to use it by osmosis, but I need a little more help.
Also, it is so loud! I have not gone above 3 on the volume meter for anything, and that's just for the white noise I use to help me sleep. Podcasts and music are at 2 or even 1!
And just look at the way this thing was packaged.
I'm a total sucker for cute packaging.