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Weird of Hali: Dreamlands...and the fourth volume of The Weird of Hali is now in print, in paperback and e-book editions. Three more to go! Here's the cover blurb for this volume: 
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To a Country of Dreams...
 
For five and a half years, since the mysterious disappearance of two of her graduate students, Professor Miriam Akeley of Miskatonic University has pursued her own covert researches into the forbidden lore underlying the seemingly fantastic tales of H.P. Lovecraft. The clues she has gathered all point to the shocking reality behind those tales, but it takes an unexpected encounter with a creature out of ancient legend and the discovery of a cryptic letter by Lovecraft’s cousin and fellow author Randolph Carter to lead her to the answers she hoped and feared to find—and thrust her out of the reality she knows into the impossible world that Lovecraft and Carter called the Dreamlands.
 
She is not the only one to pass through that forgotten portal, however.  The ancient war between the Great Old Ones and their enemies has spilled over into the lands of Dream, and an agent of the Radiance now seeks the Temple of the Singing Flame in the far west. Guided by the oracle of Nodens, Lord of the Great Deep, Miriam and Randolph Carter must stop him—for he carries the Blade of Uoht, one of the three sorcerous treasures of drowned Poseidonis, and if he reaches the Temple and extinguishes the Flame, the Dreamlands and all within them will cease to exist forever...
 
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Interested? Copies can be ordered direct from the publisher here

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Apr. 19th, 2019 08:43 pm[personal profile] acoustic_sister posting in [community profile] addme
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NAME: Merry, but I also go by Mer, and Mermaid from my family.

AGE: I'll be 29 in August.

INTERESTS & HOBBIES: I like a lot of things, but I do not participate in any fandoms. I love reading. I enjoy: history(NetGeo History magazine is awesome), some science and sci-fi, fantasy, classics, anything by Lewis Carroll. Douglas Adams makes me giggle to myself like an idiot, and reading Tolkien makes me feel like I snooping in someone's old scrolls and tomes, and it's such a nice way to be. Also,  I like spending my time making graphics and figuring out how GIMP thinks. And I just love classic movies and TCM! My favorite actors/actresses are Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn, Spencer Tracy, Jimmy Stewart, Joan Crawford, Bette Davis, Gary Cooper, Greta Garbo, and Audrey Hepburn.

Lately, I've been drawing portraits of random musicians, and I'm considering picking up playing music again after too long of a break. I can play piano and trumpet, and I'm learning how to play tin whistle, ukulele, NAF, and I can play Scarborough Faire and Epona's Song* on my ocarina (no, it's not the one from Zelda, but rather a Ren Faire purchase.) Yes, I was a bandgeek, and I don't think that wanting of walking in synch will ever leave. I'm currently listening to music from the '70s and '90s a lot, like Collective Soul, Fleetwood Mac, and , of course, Stevie Nicks. 

I'm slowly getting back into gaming and some anime. I have recently acquired a Wii and 2DS, so I'm waiting for the right time to buy Zelda games, and whatever else that won't play on my little, pink DS Lite. I'm currently looking around on the net for good solo RPGs to download ( I do not share well with others); my favorite disk game ever is Neverwinter Nights, not the online version. ;) As for anime, I used to really enjoy (and hope to enjoy again!) Cowboy Bebop, Trigun, Inuyasha, The Slayers. Haibane Renmei is my favorite hands down, though. Just thinking of it will make me cry!

LOOKING FOR: Geeks are encouraged to use the front door, and nerds can sneak in through the back window. 

ANYTHING ELSE?: ….well....coffee ice-cream is my favorite....

73F - 52F : Severe Storms

Apr. 19th, 2019 08:59 pm[personal profile] zhelana
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Last night was another one of those where I was up every hour. I fell asleep easily at 10:30, but then was awake at midnight, and every hour until 4am. Then I stayed asleep until 8am, went back to bed at 10am, and woke up every hour until I finally woke up for good at 2. When I woke up, the groceries were already here, so I woke Kevin up and we put them away.

When we were finished with that, I read lj and dw, and then did some reading. Around 5 I had a great debate as to whether to cook dinner or just act like a cat and continue reading in a blanket all day. Eventually I decided it was cheaper to cook than to cat, so I got up and cooked Italian Wonderpot, which is one of Kevin's favorite meals. It's one I think I can continue to make if I make it with whole wheat pasta or something. Hopefully that won't change it too much, and Kevin will still like it. There's enough stuff that the pasta isn't the main part of the meal, and you probably don't eat more than a serving of pasta.

After the meal, I tried a larabar brownie. It was not bad for a low carb, gluten free sweet. At any rate, it tasted like chocolate even if the mouth feel wasn't quite right. I guess I can replace some of my candy bars with this. Probably not all of them unless I find a mint option, but I think I did see a low carb mint ice cream, which might do for that flavor. I didn't buy it because I was buying a lot of snacks to try different things this week.

When I was done, I came back and continued with my reading. I gave up on a book I just started yesterday for being too theoretical and not providing enough concrete examples. It's the kind of heady crap you get in graduate school, but it's not fun to just read it. I started a book that is supposed to be a general overview of Russian history from the Kyivan Rus to Putin. There are no realpage numbers on it though, so I guess I'm reading a chapter a day, which is probably significantly more than 10 pages. Unless I read 10 kindle pages, which is significantly less than 10 pages. Or I guess I could figure out how many pages there are supposed to be and what percent of the book would represent 10 pages each day?

Kevin's doctor told him today that our deductible that we have to pay before the insurance will pay any of his new bipap is $1900. But it's on a year long rent-to-own program, which means in January, it'll reset as though we paid 0 of it and we'll be on the hook for the entire thing again. He says he knows where to call to try to buy one outright for the $2000 that our deductible is, which will mean getting no help from his insurance, and I'm not sure why we pay for his insurance because they're always crap. I guess that's what we get for him working for a UK based company where his bosses don't have to deal with the insurance they decide to buy for their US based employees. This has caused more than one headache. Although he may have just found a place to buy a good one for $1700 which is even less than the insurance wanted out of us.

Amazon sent out an email for something or other highlighting 9 free books you can read in translation on the kindle. I downloaded 5 of them, but I'm not going to start reading any of them until I'm done with The Red Tent which I just started. As with anything shiny and new, I want to start right now, but if I'm honest with myself I can't handle any more daily reading. Although there's only 6 more chapters of The Boy on the Wooden Box so theoretically I could start a new book when I finish that, if I acknowledge that I'm going to have to stop reading it when I find out what the next book club book is. That would give me 6 weeks to finish the book, which is about right for a novel, I think? We'll see.

I haven't written fiction in a week now, which is pathetic for a camp month. Admittedly I easily made my goal, but stopping 2 weeks into the month, even given that, is not ideal. Maybe I'll try to write something tonight.

Tomorrow is going to be rainy, but it should stop by the time I'm done getting my oil changed. There's really no excuse for not going on a walk. I haven't gone in 3 or 4 days, and I meant to go today, but it never stopped raining, even though the only rain was supposed to be in the morning. After that it should be nice until Thursday evening. We probably won't get a fighter practice Thursday, but Tuesday we should.

I have no plans for Sunday or Monday, and tomorrow the only thing planned is an oil change. I guess it's going to be a boring long weekend for Easter. Kevin was off today, too. At least he's been relatively quiet for whatever reason. I should be able to get a walk in both of those two days since the weather should be nice.
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so when I realized she'd never seen or heard of The Sixth Sense, I added it to our movie line-up.

She was actually surprised by the twist. This is such a novel experience, I felt I had to record it for posterity.

We've also watched Empire Records (Eva was deeply caught up in the question of whether or not Joe is actually Lucas' foster father, or if he's just fatherly) and 10 Things I Hate About you (we lost Heath Ledger entirely too soon). Also, unrelated to this all, Jenn and Eva watched Legally Blonde. I was surprised that Jenn had never seen that movie before. She was surprised that I've watched it at least seven times already. I'm not sure which fact is more surprising.

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The Farkas Case

Apr. 19th, 2019 04:07 pm[personal profile] xtitsx
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my alarm went off at 7:35am Last Thursday for my Very Last Thursday of Law School.
holy shit!
in Wills and Estates we spent the whole class talking about non-probate ways to transfer wealth.
we finished up talking about trusts which we'd started in the class previous and then we talked about life insurance and retirement plans and payable on death designations and joint tenancy and joint tenancy with right of survivorship. yakkity yak yak yak.
the Professor said that the final wouldn't linger too long on this stuff, mostly it would be about intestacy law and wills formalities, so i didn't pay too close attention.
i zoned out quite a bit and i looked at the clock often and then finally, begrudgingly, it was 10:10am, time to fucking go.
as i was packing up i turned to the guy who sits next to me to ask if any of his smart friends who have had the class before gave him an outline of what we need to know because that is a thing that people do sometimes.
he told me that, no, that hadn't happened, but that he planned to buy an outline from a website that sells Law School outlines on various topics, commercially.
i scoffed and he acted surprised. “it's only $20!” he said.
i told him that Law School is expensive enough [i mean, not for me, but in general] and that they ought to give you all the information you need without having to pay extra.
but more then that, it just seems like cheating.
i mean, getting an outline from your friends [who presumably got it from their friends and from their friends before] is one thing, but paying some commercial website just seems almost immoral.
sink or swim on your own merits, you pizza-faced shit.

after my last Wills class i walked over to the Clinic Space for Advanced Criminal Defense Clinic.
like Tuesday before, though, i didn't have shit to do.
i wrote LiveJournal for a bit then spent a while on the phone with the Geek Squad trying to resolve an issue where my Firefox won't let me delete old bookmarks.
every time i do, they just repopulate within a few seconds.
it's not that big of a deal but it's been driving me nuts for the past week so i wanted to try to sort it out.
my Father pays like $300 a year for a Geek Squad membership because he's old and gets confused by the cable box, so i figured i should help get him his money's worth.
i got the Geek Squad on the phone and i got them to take over my computer and then i just sat there reading the news on my phone and talking to my buddies about feminism while some Tech Support Geek worked on my problem remotely.
by 1:00pm he hadn't solved the problem yet so i left my computer in the Clinic for him to keep working while i headed back to the main campus for my next class.

on the five block walk from the Clinic back to the Law School proper i encountered two things of note.
first was some kind of a protest march consisting of six Black people marching down the street chanting and carrying signs and one person trailing along in the back, playing on his phone.
they were chanting hey hey! ho! ho! something something has got to go, but i'm not sure what that something was.
based on the turnout for the protest, it couldn't have been anything all that important.
though there were only six or seven protesters, they were all surrounded by ten or twelve Fort Worth police officers circling around them on bicycles.
next, in the big stretch of public space across the street from the Law School i found a bunch more Fort Worth bicycle police officers, maybe fifteen, all gathered around an obstacle course of little orange cones, with one guy talking to them about how to weave their bicycles in and out of them.
as i passed by one cop i asked “are y'all getting bike riding lessons?”
when he confirmed that they were i asked, “shouldn't you all know how to ride bikes already?” but i guess Fort Worth PD thinks there is always room for improvement.

back on campus i reported to my classroom and put my stuff down in my regular spot, like i do.
i had time to kill before class and normally i like to go have a pee and check the student lunchroom for any leftover food but this time i got sucked into talking to a Muslim girl i am friendly with about how awesome shoplifting is.
neither of us are in the game anymore but we reminisced fondly about our big scores when we were younger.
she stole several bracelets that she liked from the mall. i paid for at least two different apartments.
around 1:30pm our Professor came in carrying several boxes of cookies, fresh-baked and still hot, somehow, from a local cookie bakery delivery.
it was our last class and it was his way of saying goodbye, which i thought was very nice.
on the Tuesday before the Professor asked if we wanted cookies or pizza.
it's hard to get excited about Domino's, we're always up to our asses in free Domino's at Law School but Domino's is lunch and cookies are desert and why don't we get a lunch food at 1:30pm, wouldn't that make sense!?!
unfortunately pizza was voted down eight to twenty-something and the cookie-kids won.
they were fine cookies and i was happy to eat them, don't get me wrong, but cookies for lunch isn't the healthy choice. at least, it's more unhealthy then a couple of slices from Domino's.
thanks, anyway, Professor! classy move!

in Business Associations we talked about the final for ten minutes.
it will be three essays over three hours, open book and open notes. that's not so bad.
then, we spent twenty minutes or so playing a game of Jeopardy as a review of all the things we'd learned over the semester.
we were divided up into three teams and my team, the left side of the room, came in second place.
we would argue that that's because the Professor has some kind of peripheral vision problem and he didn't see our hands when they shot up so the kids in the center of the room had a distinct advantage.
i mean, it doesn't matter at all, and it's not like i knew any of these answers anyway, but we had one nerd on our team who did and it would have been nice for the Professor to notice him.

by 2:00pm a winner had been declared in Jeopardy and the Professor was all out of things to teach us.
we were supposed to spend ten minutes or so filling out the end-of-semester course evaluations but because my laptop was back at the Clinic i would have to wait and do it later.
i don't have anything bad to say. you were fine, Professor!
i walked back to the Clinic and found the Geek Squad Geek still plugging away at my browser bookmark problem but i wasn't about to sit around while he worked so i had to interrupt him to tell him that i would be taking my laptop out of wi-fi range as i drove home.
he told me i could call the Geek Squad back and he would get right back to work again but, really i don't care about this problem all that much.

//[❤X❤]

Process

Apr. 19th, 2019 11:42 am[personal profile] pjthompson
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Random quote of the day:

“Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.”

—Anaïs Nin, D. H. Lawrence: An Unprofessional Study

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Laurel and Hardy, Ariana Grande, or the Salvation Army Band. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

Hooray for needles?

Apr. 19th, 2019 08:36 am[personal profile] oracne
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I heard back from my doctor's office and they don't have a Measles Mumps Rubella shot listed on my immunization record, so I checked and a shot is fully covered by my insurance, without me having to first get a blood test to check the antibody titer. So I plan to go and get stuck with a needle at lunch, rather than go through all the business of getting a blood test and waiting for results. ETA: Done!

I had mumps when I was, I think, seven years old (I suspect, but do not know, that the vaccine either wasn't required or widely available when I was getting childhood vaccinations), and childhood measles vaccine, and I think the booster I had back in the 1980s was a full modern MMR. But I have no records of any of that, and apparently, immunity can be imperfect, especially for measles, depending on several factors. Also, there have been cases of mumps at the university where I work and nearby, and measles keeps popping up all over due mostly to self-centered idiots who don't vaccinate their children. I don't mind getting a shot to increase herd immunity.

My gym schedule this week was off due to me being sleep-deprived on Wednesday. Last night, I did my half-hour jog and some leg/core exercises. The first fifteen minutes or so of the jog was rough, but I kept going, and it got easier so long as I didn't try to go too fast. I managed to speed up a little for a minute or two here and there. My new Superfit Hero leggings had arrived, so I wore those, and they worked out very well. The brand has pockets now (which I don't actually need, but pockets!, and the fabric feels a little thinner and smoother than my Kickstarter pair.
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I finally got through the two published Kiranmala books.

These are solid middle grade fantasy - good mix of jokes, though-provoking-ness, adventure, and feelings. Plus some weird worldbuilding (in the best way) and social consciousness.

Two things, though. No, three things.

First, our protagonist is amazingly clueless, especially when it comes to her crush, in particular, and his feelings about her. She's clueless in other ways, too - at several points people explicitly tell her things, but she completely ignores them and then has to come across her epiphany the hard way. Only once does she realize she's done this. It's good for the reader to be a little ahead of the protagonist, but nobody wants to be this far ahead. Even when you account for the age of the target audience, this girl needs to smarten up.

Secondly, the author has clearly read The Hunger Games. Well, everybody's read The Hunger Games*, but I mean to say that the second book has a very Hunger Games vibe that was a wee bit disorienting.

Third, the refugee crisis is very topical. I think, however, that having your obvious metaphor conveyed with actual monsters that eat humans is, perhaps, in bad taste. Yes, we all get the moral that you shouldn't judge entire groups of people on hearsay and vicious rumors... but that moral is rather muddied when our main character, aside from making friends in That Persecuted Group and then having a cluebat generously applied, has also encountered several members of that same group who have hunted her and threatened to eat her. Indeed, one of her friends threatened to eat her at one point.




* For a given value of "everybody", of course.

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Apr. 18th, 2019 06:37 pm[personal profile] randomdreams
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I stayed home sick today because I felt awful, although I can't really say I was contagious or anything.
That gave me time to go to Boulder and get a key for [personal profile] threemeninaboat's bike locker at the train station, the first locker reserved on the open-next-week line, and then physically verify the key's function, while also verifying that the lock does not in fact work on the door latch mechanism they've provided.
I also spent some time installing lock hardware on doors, because several of the doors have never had the right keys in the whole time we've lived here and when someone locks one of those doors it can be a serious hassle to get back through it.
This led to the discovery that there is no door sweep on the door between the garage and the house. There's a 10mm wide gap beneath it. That's about the same size gap between the garage door and the concrete.
No wonder we have a mouse problem.
I never thought to check, because the previous owners had carefully installed double-layer seals all the way around the door, as they did on every other one, to help prevent mice getting in.
It now has a nice custom-sawn piece of redwood that exactly fits in the space. Tomorrow that'll get bolted in place on the bottom of the door, when I have the energy to take the door off its hinges, and I'll put a commercial adjustable sweep behind it to air seal it as well as mouse sealing it.
As I was working on getting the parts together to fix this, I noticed the garage door opener no longer closes correctly.
This house needs some burnin' down.
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Last Wednesday morning the alarm went off at 9:05am and i got out of bed for my Very Last Wednesday Of Law School. assuming i don't fail this semester and have to repeat everything.
i did my morning things and went off to school, arriving over twenty minutes early.
i should have spent that time studying, we were having not one but two graded essays to write in Preparing For The Bar Exam but why study when you can talk shit with your friends instead.
a little after 10:20pm some lady came in to class to say that the Professors wouldn't be showing up and that she would be proctoring our exam. Preparing For The Bar has two fucking Professors but i guess neither one could be arsed to turn up so some woman from the office had to come do their jobs instead.

the essays we had to write were on Secured Transactions and Family Law.
we had an hour to do both of them, though, i spent way more time on the Secure Transactions part.
also, i didn't know that we only had an hour, i thought we had the whole rest of the class period so i didn't really time anything out. i was able to get it all finished, but that doesn't mean anything is correct.
in fact, i am absolutely certain that the great percentage of both essays was absolutely, totally wrong because i don't actually know the specifics of the law and i was just kinda making things up.
in family law it's less of a challenge because you just go with what feels right, don't hit the children, split the property half and half on divorce, but with secured transactions who knows what the hell to do.
i'm taking the class pass/fail, but it's a problem that i don't know this stuff and it's entirely possible that i haven't given either of the Professors enough to justify giving me a pass.

after class i walked over to the student lunchroom to see if there was any leftover food i could score.
there wasn't, but right next to the lunchroom i saw that the school had a blood drive set up in the conference room and i figured i should stop in and give a few pints.
i used to sell blood for a living in my early twenties, making my fortune $25 at a time but now look at me, in Law School and giving it away for free.
the school does a blood drive once a year and i tried to give blood during my First Year, but they wouldn't have me because i'd only just returned from my Great Adventure Around The World and who knows what kind of blood-borne monkeypox i could have picked up.
now that it's been three years [give or take] i was clear to donate. though technically i'm not.
technically my best friend Anthony and i used to bugger each other a few times when we were preteens and anybody who has ever had Homosexual sex is permanently barred from donating blood.
but fuck the Food and Drug Administration, that's a stupid rule.

i went and gave my information to a Black lady in scrubs and she entered me into her computer.
that took a very long time because, traditionally, Black ladies in scrubs move at their own time.
then a different Black Lady In Scrubs sat me in a recliner and jabbed me with a needle and started siphoning my blood. that took maybe fifteen minutes.
i passed the time by talking to the Black Woman In Scrubs whos name turned out to be Sabrina, like the teenage witch, about several things though mostly about Super Mario Kart.
after the blood vampires had taken everything they could squeeze from me i was bandaged up and sat at some chairs in the middle of the room to make sure that i don't get dizzy and pass out.
i ate some Oreos and talked to my Legal Writing II Professor who'd also just been drained.
he was genuinely happy to hear that i'd landed myself a job at the Colorado Public Defender's Office.
the whole detour to give blood took maybe an hour, but if it saves some poor Haitian in an earthquake or whatever then i guess it'll have been worth it.

back at the house i ate lunch and took a shower then, at 5:35pm i got dressed again and drove back to campus for my last Trial Advocacy for Criminal Law class.
we spent the first fifteen or twenty minutes of class talking about how evidence works in a trial context, what can come in and how and objections to make when something shouldn't, because several of my classmates asked the Professor to touch on that.
i don't know evidence very well, not like i'll need to if and when i start my job as a real lawyer but i wasn't really in the mood to learn anything new and, besides, i figure the best way to pick a lot of this stuff is on the job training, so, i just kinda zoned out for twenty minutes.
then the Professor put on a Dateline episode about the OJ Simpson trial because this class is pretty much a joke.
we'd spent all semester reading The Run Of His Life, the book about the OJ trial, but i guess we didn't need to because there was Lester Holt giving us everything we need to know.
the Professor thought it was a forty-five minute Dateline but it turned out to be an hour and a half. that was tedious.

after Dateline we took a five minute break and in the student lunchroom i found a selection of assorted cookies up for grabs. i grabbed five or six and brought them back to the classroom to share with my classmates. i didn't just eat all six cookies by myself, like a glutton.
on the other side of the break the Professor was all out of things to talk about.
he had us do the end-of-semester course evaluations but first he took ten minutes to ask us for our compliments and criticisms in person.
unlike most classes where Professors ask how they can improve and everybody just shrugs and says “you're fine...” this time my peers all had a whole lot of feedback to offer.
because, again, this class is kind of a joke.
i mean, it wasn't bad, i didn't have anything i didn't like, but i could have liked it more if we spent more time doing trial simulations and less time watching fucking Dateline or listening to his cop friends talk about busting perps.
“why don't we spend at least an hour of every class down in the mock trial classroom playing lawyer?” i told him, which is what i thought the course would be when i signed up.
again, i'm not complaining, the class was nice and easy, but the best parts of it were when i was up in front of the room showing off how smart i am and i would have liked to do that more.

during the last part of class the last two of my classmates who hadn't gone yet got up to give a presentation about something that doesn't matter.
this time the topic was 'which is the better Tom Petty record, Damn The Torpedoes or Wildflowers'.
the answer is easy, Wildflowers, but i think me and the Professor were the only people who care about dad rock.
the guy who did the argument for Wildflowers was a fucking bore like a lot of my classmates are, with a PowerPoint full of charts and statistics but my pal Ryne gave the argument for Damn The Torpedoes and it was funny and charming.
in the same way that my presentation earlier in the semester about art was funny and charming and i feel like Ryne was taking a lot of inspiration from me.
or at least that's what my ego told me because everything has to be about me as much as possible.
by the time Ryne had concluded it was after 9:00pm and that was the end of Trial Advocacy.

//[❤X❤]

Posted by Ben Zimmer

Sure, you may have heard that Pete Buttigieg, now on the presidential campaign trail, can speak a surprising number of languages. Now the Washington Post compiles the evidence in one video, under the appropriate headline, "Mayor Pete speaks a lot of languages, even when he's not fluent." In the video, Polyglot Pete shows off his varying skills in French, Arabic, Spanish, Italian, Farsi (aka Iranian Persian), Dari (aka Afghan Persian), and Norwegian. Oddly, there's no footage of him speaking Maltese, which is likely the foreign language in which he has the most fluency, given that his father is from Malta.

Further reading on the foreign-language abilities of recent presidents and presidential candidates:

(Hat tip, Larry Selinker.)

Bah

Apr. 18th, 2019 03:21 pm[personal profile] james_davis_nicoll
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I think today will be the elderly dog next door's final day. Poor Dakota is very, very old for a dog and time has caught up with her.

Imagination

Apr. 18th, 2019 11:39 am[personal profile] pjthompson
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Random quote of the day:

“There isn’t much vital imagination, it seems to me, that doesn’t come from this sort of shock, imbalance, need to ‘relive,’ redefine life.”

—Robert Penn Warren, The Paris Review, Spring-Summer 1957, No. 16

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Laurel and Hardy, Ariana Grande, or the Salvation Army Band. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

Hugo Help Please

Apr. 18th, 2019 11:05 am[personal profile] james_davis_nicoll
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