they'll spit on us in the street
man, i haven't posted in like two weeks. >.< not that a whole lot has happened, i just haven't felt like it. so, uh, hi. :D i saw a tiny bunny last night on the bike path, and that always reminds me of halfshellvenus and her biking adventures with wildlife. so far i haven't seen any quail, tho.
work introduced something called amplify, which is apparently a way to more easily share firm-related content across all your social media platforms. uh... no. i'm sure this is great for some people, but those people are not me. i'm not interested in sharing work-related stuff on twitter, and i don't use linkedin. (those are the only two social networks they mentioned, so i'm guessing this is aimed at people who use twitter professionally, rather than personally.) my job isn't a big enough part of my life for me to want to talk about the industry outside the office. i don't care about building my personal brand and becoming a "thought leader" in my online space. i mean, i'm an admin. if i was a cpa i might think differently, but i'm not attached to the particular industry i work in.
they had training sessions this month to introduce you to the thing and show you how it works. you may or may not be able to guess that i didn't take advantage.
last sunday me and tamalinn and her tiny dog went to night shift brewing, which turns out to be not that far from us. i wasn't planning on having beer, and then... i did.
look, it's a flight. :D willow, a belgian style white (light, kinda fruity, totally delicious), matisse, a saison (a little fuller-bodied, kinda spicy), cul de sac, a cream ale (creamy at first - shocker :D - and then kinda dry and hoppy, and i was expecting it to be darker because i know nothing about beer), and whirlpool, which was an american pale ale and a substitute for the hefeweizen i actually wanted (light, a little fruity, an acceptable substitute). the weather was gorgeous, tamalinn's tiny dog lost her tiny little mind every time another dog walked by - but she was totally fine with the people - and there was a food truck with tasty, tasty hamburgers. mine had bacon on it. :D so good and so bad for you.
we also had some very formally attired tater tots. you gotta love the parsley bow tie.
and the sunday before that we went to a cidery up in salem called far from the tree. i had no idea such a place even existed. but, again, nice weather, they let you have well-behaved dogs on the patio, and you could byol (bring your own lunch).
i love that they put their name on the glasses. that's roots (not that dry and very good), sprig (it was made with hops which i think made it weird), nova (a little citrusy and also very good), georgia (with peach! which was much more subtle than i was expecting), and lei (pineapple and jalapeno, which gave it a nice after-kick). i think the lei was my favorite, because pineapple! and jalapeno! apparently the sprig is made with mint, which i couldn't really taste but thought was a neat idea.
so if you happen to be in salem with nothing to do, and you like cider, let me suggest far from the tree. :D ditto for beer and night shift if you happen to be near everett. (don't feel bad if you haven't heard of everett.)
last week on the t home a small boy got on the train while reading a superman comic, and never looked up as he stepped into the car and let mom guide him to a seat. he was totally consumed with his reading. it was so cute.
i know this is a week late, but now i've seen the comicon trailers for thor: ragnarok (so cheesy and 80s, seriously) and stranger things s2 (CREEPY AS SHIT), and i am so excited for both of them.
last week there was a police action O.O at one of the stations on the t line i take home. i got on the train at the stop near work and just sat there listening to the "sorry for the delay, there's a police action" alerts until they announced that that particular station was closed, at which point i got off and took a different way home. turns out it was the kind of incident that required the bomb squad to show up and check out one of the cars in the parking lot. oops.
j2-reversebang art claims are up and i kinda wish i'd signed up because there are a couple i could conceivably write for, and i haven't written anything else since i finished my bang and it's making me itchy. iiiitch.
tonight my sister and i saw dunkirk and i kind of wanted to like it more than i did. on the one hand, tom hardy! cillian murphy! kenneth branagh! surprise!james d'arcy! and, uh, harry styles, who was actually pretty good! tom hardy spends over half his scenes with most of his face obscured - he's a pilot, so he's wearing his mask and goggles - and i have to say, i really enjoyed watching him act with just his eyes. seriously. (my sister complained she couldn't understand most of what he was saying, but she never can, and that's how she knows it's him. heh.) but on the other, the back-and-forth timeline was confusing and way too experimental, and all of the soldiers looked alike. they're all young and skinny and dark-haired and dressed alike, and once they get wet you can't even tell the curly-haired ones from the straight-haired ones. and very few of them have names, even in the closing credits. i mean, cillian murphy is credited as just "shivering soldier". the only reason i know the names of the fighter pilots is because they refer to each other by name over the radio. there's approximately zero character development, which makes sense when the soldiers are kind of an undifferentiated mass of bedraggled young men, altho i'd say mr dawson and the two boys on the moonshine (was that the name of the boat?) had a little bit of actual story. it's really the story of dunkirk - and the desire to survive - more than the story of anyone in particular, and as the story of an event it was good, but while some of it is tense and gripping, i wasn't totally stirred until the very end when all the little ships show up to get everyone off the beach. "what do you see?" "home."
but on the other other hand, the aerial scenes are really beautiful, the fact that there are so few planes in the sky makes those scenes almost dreamy, and a lot of boats get either bombed or torpedoed, and watching guys jump into the water (or, uh, drown) as the boats sink was emotionally gripping, even tho you don't know or care who any of the people are. and kenneth branagh turning around and seeing the little ships coming to the rescue made me tear up, as did peter going to the local newspaper office after they got home and telling george's story, so george could be in the papers like he wanted. (my sister helpfully brought some kleenex, but it turned out we didn't need it.) i was curious why farrier landed his plane on the beach when he ran out of gas rather than bail out, but i assumed he torched it to keep it out of german hands.
according to imdb there were a bunch of dunkirk vets at the premiere, and they said the movie pretty accurately represented what it was like. i wondered how accurate harry styles' character's worry that brits would be so disappointed in the army for retreating was. like, did soldiers on their way back after being evacuated really think the general populace would spit on them?
i'm not sorry i saw it - and we had good seats - and i wouldn't talk anyone out of going, unless they have a water/drowning phobia, but i think i expected it to be something other than what it was. i didn't read any reviews before i went, so it might just be that if i had i would've known what to expect. and some of it just looks fantastic.
troll cakes, for when you want to (temporarily) immortalize an internet comment in cake.
there's going to be a solar eclipse august 21, and if you live in the us this will tell you how much of it you'll see.
i don't watch game of thrones, but apparently there's a character called hot pie? the actor started a bakery making direwolf breads, and it's called... you know nothing john dough. and i share because i like a good food pun. :D
work introduced something called amplify, which is apparently a way to more easily share firm-related content across all your social media platforms. uh... no. i'm sure this is great for some people, but those people are not me. i'm not interested in sharing work-related stuff on twitter, and i don't use linkedin. (those are the only two social networks they mentioned, so i'm guessing this is aimed at people who use twitter professionally, rather than personally.) my job isn't a big enough part of my life for me to want to talk about the industry outside the office. i don't care about building my personal brand and becoming a "thought leader" in my online space. i mean, i'm an admin. if i was a cpa i might think differently, but i'm not attached to the particular industry i work in.
they had training sessions this month to introduce you to the thing and show you how it works. you may or may not be able to guess that i didn't take advantage.
last sunday me and tamalinn and her tiny dog went to night shift brewing, which turns out to be not that far from us. i wasn't planning on having beer, and then... i did.
look, it's a flight. :D willow, a belgian style white (light, kinda fruity, totally delicious), matisse, a saison (a little fuller-bodied, kinda spicy), cul de sac, a cream ale (creamy at first - shocker :D - and then kinda dry and hoppy, and i was expecting it to be darker because i know nothing about beer), and whirlpool, which was an american pale ale and a substitute for the hefeweizen i actually wanted (light, a little fruity, an acceptable substitute). the weather was gorgeous, tamalinn's tiny dog lost her tiny little mind every time another dog walked by - but she was totally fine with the people - and there was a food truck with tasty, tasty hamburgers. mine had bacon on it. :D so good and so bad for you.
we also had some very formally attired tater tots. you gotta love the parsley bow tie.
and the sunday before that we went to a cidery up in salem called far from the tree. i had no idea such a place even existed. but, again, nice weather, they let you have well-behaved dogs on the patio, and you could byol (bring your own lunch).
i love that they put their name on the glasses. that's roots (not that dry and very good), sprig (it was made with hops which i think made it weird), nova (a little citrusy and also very good), georgia (with peach! which was much more subtle than i was expecting), and lei (pineapple and jalapeno, which gave it a nice after-kick). i think the lei was my favorite, because pineapple! and jalapeno! apparently the sprig is made with mint, which i couldn't really taste but thought was a neat idea.
so if you happen to be in salem with nothing to do, and you like cider, let me suggest far from the tree. :D ditto for beer and night shift if you happen to be near everett. (don't feel bad if you haven't heard of everett.)
last week on the t home a small boy got on the train while reading a superman comic, and never looked up as he stepped into the car and let mom guide him to a seat. he was totally consumed with his reading. it was so cute.
i know this is a week late, but now i've seen the comicon trailers for thor: ragnarok (so cheesy and 80s, seriously) and stranger things s2 (CREEPY AS SHIT), and i am so excited for both of them.
last week there was a police action O.O at one of the stations on the t line i take home. i got on the train at the stop near work and just sat there listening to the "sorry for the delay, there's a police action" alerts until they announced that that particular station was closed, at which point i got off and took a different way home. turns out it was the kind of incident that required the bomb squad to show up and check out one of the cars in the parking lot. oops.
j2-reversebang art claims are up and i kinda wish i'd signed up because there are a couple i could conceivably write for, and i haven't written anything else since i finished my bang and it's making me itchy. iiiitch.
tonight my sister and i saw dunkirk and i kind of wanted to like it more than i did. on the one hand, tom hardy! cillian murphy! kenneth branagh! surprise!james d'arcy! and, uh, harry styles, who was actually pretty good! tom hardy spends over half his scenes with most of his face obscured - he's a pilot, so he's wearing his mask and goggles - and i have to say, i really enjoyed watching him act with just his eyes. seriously. (my sister complained she couldn't understand most of what he was saying, but she never can, and that's how she knows it's him. heh.) but on the other, the back-and-forth timeline was confusing and way too experimental, and all of the soldiers looked alike. they're all young and skinny and dark-haired and dressed alike, and once they get wet you can't even tell the curly-haired ones from the straight-haired ones. and very few of them have names, even in the closing credits. i mean, cillian murphy is credited as just "shivering soldier". the only reason i know the names of the fighter pilots is because they refer to each other by name over the radio. there's approximately zero character development, which makes sense when the soldiers are kind of an undifferentiated mass of bedraggled young men, altho i'd say mr dawson and the two boys on the moonshine (was that the name of the boat?) had a little bit of actual story. it's really the story of dunkirk - and the desire to survive - more than the story of anyone in particular, and as the story of an event it was good, but while some of it is tense and gripping, i wasn't totally stirred until the very end when all the little ships show up to get everyone off the beach. "what do you see?" "home."
but on the other other hand, the aerial scenes are really beautiful, the fact that there are so few planes in the sky makes those scenes almost dreamy, and a lot of boats get either bombed or torpedoed, and watching guys jump into the water (or, uh, drown) as the boats sink was emotionally gripping, even tho you don't know or care who any of the people are. and kenneth branagh turning around and seeing the little ships coming to the rescue made me tear up, as did peter going to the local newspaper office after they got home and telling george's story, so george could be in the papers like he wanted. (my sister helpfully brought some kleenex, but it turned out we didn't need it.) i was curious why farrier landed his plane on the beach when he ran out of gas rather than bail out, but i assumed he torched it to keep it out of german hands.
according to imdb there were a bunch of dunkirk vets at the premiere, and they said the movie pretty accurately represented what it was like. i wondered how accurate harry styles' character's worry that brits would be so disappointed in the army for retreating was. like, did soldiers on their way back after being evacuated really think the general populace would spit on them?
i'm not sorry i saw it - and we had good seats - and i wouldn't talk anyone out of going, unless they have a water/drowning phobia, but i think i expected it to be something other than what it was. i didn't read any reviews before i went, so it might just be that if i had i would've known what to expect. and some of it just looks fantastic.
troll cakes, for when you want to (temporarily) immortalize an internet comment in cake.
there's going to be a solar eclipse august 21, and if you live in the us this will tell you how much of it you'll see.
i don't watch game of thrones, but apparently there's a character called hot pie? the actor started a bakery making direwolf breads, and it's called... you know nothing john dough. and i share because i like a good food pun. :D