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concentratedbitterness · 2 years

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Tears and Skittles

Amarillo, Texas :: January 24, 1991

The night before was like most others; a long drive spent listening to his parents argue the whole way. About Marcus, and Uncle Malcolm, and demons. Always demons. They’d argue until Mama cried. She always cried. Dad had gone out tracking his latest mark, while Mama stayed back with him at whatever shoddy motel they’d managed to hole themselves up in while the hunt was on. Supper was a package of peanut butter crackers from the vending machine out front. Mama went to take a bath, while Lee watched some infomercials on the tiny box of a television that was older than him, and passed out on the sofa when he got sleepy. He wasn’t sure what time Dad finally came in, reeking of booze and someone else’s blood. So late it may as well be called early. Just like always.

He’d never seen his father cry before; not even when his body had been riddled with bullets or his flesh left tattered by the claws of some monstrous creature or another. Not even when Marcus left. Dad says tears are for pussies and faggots, not for hunters. Hunters don’t blubber and sob over booboos. Hunters don’t weep over feelings. Hunters need to be tough as nails. Hunters don’t cry.

So when Leroy had walked into the motel bathroom to find his father on the floor cradling his mother’s lifeless body, bawling like a little girl, he’d known something was very wrong.

They’re in the truck a few hours later; Mama wrapped up in a tarp in the back just like a werewolf carcass or a bundle of leech heads, and the thought of it makes Lee want to vomit. It makes him want to kick his legs and pound his fists on the dashboard and scream. It makes him want to cry. He doesn’t, though. He’s only six, but he’s not stupid. Dad’s drunk as a skunk behind the wheel and they’re going too fast as it is. Mama always says not to draw his attention when he’s like that, it’ll only make it worse. Now Mama’s dead in the back of the truck.

It’s almost dusk by the time they get to Santiago’s place. It’s been a long time since they were here; not since Marcus left a few years back. Lee remembers all the arguing, and how Mama wailed for weeks after, but not much else. The old man is out on his porch in a rocking chair, watching as they climb out of the truck. The crow perched on his shoulder swoops over and lands on the hood of his father’s pickup, peering at Lee with such intensity that he wonders if the thing is intent on pecking his eyes out. That’s what crows do to dead bodies, but there’s only one dead body here and it isn’t him. Dad hoists the blue tarp containing Mama up into his arms and tells him to stay outside, hauling her up the walkway and through the warlock’s door. The old man shuffles along after him with his cane, leaving him alone to entertain himself. Lee looks over at the bird.

‘Caw’, she vocalizes, and he’s sure if she could speak it would mean something. ‘Caw, caw’. He wonders if she’s taunting him. Crows do that. Especially crows as smart as the old warlock’s familiar. ‘Caw’, she says again, but it’s been a long day and what he hears is: ‘Your mother is dead and I’m going to peck out her eyes’...

“Shut up!” Lee spits back, so angrily that his lower lip quivers. He reaches into the cab and grabs his comic book before slamming the door so hard the whole truck shakes. The crow ‘caws’ again and flaps off, circling overhead as the boy traipses over to the Spaniard’s citrus grove to find himself a place to sit and wait.

Kicking aside a clump of leaves and orange peels, Lee flops down beneath the cover of one of the trees. He’d bought the comic from the Gas n’ Go a few weeks back with a quarter he’d found in the parking lot, and while he can hardly read a word of it Lee likes to look at the pictures. Especially the ones with the women in skin-tight outfits that leave nothing to the imagination. He wants to look at those right now, and think about them instead of how Mama looked crumpled in the motel bathtub this morning. It’s getting darker, though; the pictures are hard to see and he left his flashlight in the truck. Frustration boils in his veins, and when he hears the ruffling of feathers above him he’s seeing red. “Stupid crow, I said t’ go’on leave me alone!” Leroy bolts up from the ground and hurls an orange as hard as his scrawny little arm can throw it.

It strikes a woman dead center in the chest. She only stares at him, and cocks her head to the side curiously.

“--Sorry,” Lee mutters under his breath, some of the fire having gone out of him as he regards the stranger with thinly veiled skepticism. His eyes are burning, and it feels like someone is sitting on his throat. “I didn’t see ya’ standin’ there.” It’s the truth, but then the fact of the matter is he could swear she’d just appeared out of thin air. She’s old and wrinkled, with long gray hair pulled back into a single braid down her back, wearing a frumpy blue dress. Lee decides that she reminds him of the ladies who sell bead necklaces on the side of the road down in Mexico. Mama used to wear one. She won’t anymore, because she’s dead.

“Are you suffering?” She asks him.

“Am I what?”

“I feel your anguish. Are you suffering?”

“My Mama died,” Leroy replies unsurely; his throat tightening around his little voice. What seeps out is raw and hoarse. “...An’ that crow’s gonna’ peck her eyes out…” He feels hot tears breach the rims of his eyes, threatening to spill down his cheeks in a torrent, and he can’t get his sleeve up to wipe them away quickly enough. Something touches him, and when Lee looks up he sees the old woman standing right in front of him, her fingertips pressed to his forehead.

‘CAW, CAW’, the crow bellows, swooping from the sky to land on the woman’s shoulder and nipping insistently at her ear. The old woman blinks, as though she’s considering the crow’s point, and pulls her hand away. “This is grief.” When she touches him again, it is with a gentle palm upon his cheek. “Be not afraid.”

“I ain’t afraid a’ you, you’re just some ol’ lady…” He sniffs, and rolls his comic book up to shove into his jacket pocket before he pushes the woman’s hand away and wipes at his face again. Hunters don’t cry. “Who’re you anyway?”

She doesn’t answer him, but the crow seems to have something to say, chittering from her perch on the woman’s shoulder.

Lee isn’t sure where the old woman came from, but there’s something comforting about her presence. “I’m Leroy,” he tells her. There’s a half eaten bag of Skittles in his pocket, soft and melted from being in the truck. He pulls it out, dumping the remnants from the package into his clammy hand and offering some to the old woman. When she cocks her head to the side again and blinks he reaches for her hand and deposits half of the slimy, colorful candies into her palm. “It’s good. You eat it.”

It’s as though she’s never seen candy before, he thinks as he watches her examine the handful of multicolored sugar globules she holds. Her eyes go wide as dinnerplates. Then, tentatively at first and then all at once, she licks them all from her palm in one gross, inhuman motion, and looks at him like a dog who’s just been caught stealing supper off the stovetop. Mama would’ve fussed about her manners. Leroy thinks it’s funny.

He laughs so hard he’s crying again. The old lady only stares at him, and reaches her hand out for more. And then the crow ‘caws’.

“--Leroy…” He hears his father whisper, and when he looks up he sees him standing a few yards away with his hand on the trigger of his gun, pale as a ghost. Dad’s not laughing. In fact, now that Lee stops to wipe his eyes again, he sees something not remotely like amusement written across Marshall Brockway’s features. Fear. “Leroy, hurry quick, come away from that thing…”

Lee looks around behind him, sure there must be some monstrous beast waiting to pounce. There’s no one there but the old woman. Dad’s got his gun pointed at her. He doesn’t understand, but he knows better than to argue.

“Be not afraid,” The old woman says to him again. And then she vanishes.

I’m not afraid, Leroy thinks to himself, but he’s sure his father is, and that’s enough to rattle him. He waits until his father lowers the gun before he dares to ask him, “Dad, who was that?”

Dad doesn’t reply, except to drop to his knees and yank him into an embrace. Looking back, many years later, he’ll remember it fondly as one of only a handful of times his father ever gave him a hug. In the moment, however, it leaves Lee feeling uneasy and confused. Darkness has fallen properly, but when he looks up he can make out the crow circling overhead.

“Dad?” He asks, when he tries to pull away. His father’s arms hold fast, his broad shoulders trembling, and for a moment Lee wonders if today is going to be the day Marshall Brockway finally snaps.

“Boy, that was the only thing in this world more dangerous than a demon,” Marshall answers at long last, finally letting him loose.

“More dangerous than a demon?”

“An angel.”

Lee nods, wiping his sticky hand on his jeans. “Didn’t seem so bad t’ me.” He doesn’t understand, not really, but dad’s on edge and now isn’t the time to poke the bear. Still, he can’t help but ask, “Did she come for takin’ Mama t’ Heaven?”

He watches his father’s face crumble. Hunters don’t cry, but on the day Mama died, Leroy saw one do it twice.

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hermankopusortizorsumshite · 4 years

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That Puta

A/N: y’all, this hurt but it was so sweet.

WARNINGS: SMUT, fights, mention of blood, angst(always a little with me)

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“Did you hear that Angel Reyes’ mom was killed? Good riddance, she was so mean. One time when I went to that carne-whatever she totally tried to—“ You didn’t let her finish. As she chonked on her pink bubblegum and told some story, you grabbed that bitch by the hair and dragged her out into the gravel. She claws at your arms, chest, anything to get a hold of you.

“Shit! Grab her!” Bishop shouts. You let the background screams and shouts dissipate as that little bitch looks at you and scoffs, fist connecting with your eye and effectively pissing you off.

“Are you serious? You think cause Angel doesn’t wanna bang you, that you have the right to-“ You throw her into the gravel, hearing the crunch under your boots as Coco holds Gilly and Creeper back. The brunette with blonde ends stands up, bloodied knees and palms. “Oh baby, he told me he’d never dick you down because you’re too ugly. He told me you weren’t his type, too manly. I guess I see it-“ You toss her aside, grabbing her hair and plowing her through the crowd of screaming girls to the trunk of a car, where you proceed to slam her face into the flat surface of the trunk.

“You don’t talk bad about a dead lady, dumb bitch.” You snarl, teeth grinding as Bishop grabs your arms and tries to pull you away. Yanking your arms away, you pile drive her and hear her sputter. Just as you finally get to her face, your nails clawing at her exposed arms and chest, the sirens wailing in the distance get closer.

“Shit!” Bishop shouts, skittering to you hide you. Hauling you to your feet, he hands you off to Coco and your eyes meet his brown ones.

“Did Angel really tell some dick warmer that I wasn’t good enough?” You whisper, chewing on your lip and looking over your knuckles.

“Miel-“

“Tell me, Coco.” You huff, looking into his sad eyes. He nods.

“Yeah, he was just drunk though, he didn’t mean— oh shit. You’re in love with him.” He deadpans, his jaw hitting the gravel as he stares at you.

“That obvious, huh?” As the cops pull in, one calls for an ambulance and Coco makes every attempt to shove you into the clubhouse.

“Who’s responsible for the damage?” A cop shouts, and you rush through the door waving your hand.

“Me officer!” You shout, holding your hands up. At first he chuckles, rolling his eyes.

“I’m serious.”

“So am I.” You grin as you reach down and slam her groggy head into the gravel once more, knocking her out. Strutting towards the cop, his jaw slack, you turn and place your hands behind your back. The cuffs are slammed on and he gently puts you in the car.

As Angel finishes filling out his release form, he sees what looks like you being walked to a cell in an orange jumpsuit, hands behind your back.

“Y/N?” He shouts, watching you look over your shoulder at the sound of his voice. Angel feels the anger swell in his heart as he jerks against the cuffs on his hands. “Y/N!” He yells, his eyes falling on the black eye you donned and the cuts on your lip and your arms.

“Mister Reyes, finish the paperwork.” Nips the officer, tapping the table with an annoyingly fast pace.

“Why’s she here?” He asks, looking over his shoulder just in time to see you put in a cell and the door shut in your face.

“I don’t know. You won��t finish this paperwork so I can find out.” She groans, waving to the paper. Angel scribbles as fast as he can and then stands.

“Tell me, I gotta know.” He barks, nodding to the computer. She quickly does some clicking and looks at Angel with a shocked expression.

“She got into a physical altercation and the woman was sent to the hospital.” She informs, looking at him expecting him to react.

“A physical—a fight? Like a fist fight?” He asks, eyes wide. The woman nods, looking at him. “Does she have bail?” He asks.

“Doesn’t look like—hmm that’s weird. It says refused bail posting.” She shrugs, clicking a couple more things. “She doesn’t want bail posted for a two days.” She states, eyebrows knitted together in concentration.

“Can I just talk to her?” He asks, wringing his hands together. He knew something was really wrong if you didn’t want bail. She nods, grabbing her keys and heading back to the cells. As he gets to your cell, he finds you lying on the cot, staring at the ceiling. “Amarillo isn’t exactly you color, Y/N.” He chuckles, resting a hand on the bars. You don’t even sit up to talk to him, ignoring him. “Y/N?” He asks, his hands now gripping the bars as he gets concerned. “Christ miel, it’s Angel!” He shouts, causing you to jump and sit up. Scowl on your face, arms crossed over your chest, you stare at him.

“I can fucking hear you. I’d prefer not to.” You nip, starting to lay back down.

“What did you do?” He asks, and you scoff. Standing, you stand just out of his reach and lock your jaw, clenching your teeth together.

“What did I do? Stuck up for you! Only to find out that I’m a fucking joke to you!” You shout, throwing a hand at him. Stepping back, he looks at you, confused.

“You’re not a fuckin’ joke,” he shakes his head and you start to laugh.

“To you? Oh yeah I am! That’s the only reason I can figure! You told some crow eating, dick sucking whore that you’d never ‘dick me down’ because I was too ugly. Boy, I’m glad you fantasize about fucking me, Angel Reyes, because it’s as close as you’ll ever be to me again!” You shriek, feeling the tears fall down your face. Sniffling, you swipe away the tears and flop onto the cot, back to the cell door.

“Shit, I didn’t mean it like that. She kept asking me why I was watching you. I just—“

“I don’t want to fucking hear it.”

“You wouldn’t! You were just dying to clock that puta because she got some dick and you didn’t! Ya know, miel, I never took you for a jealous type.” Angel scoffs dryly, feeling uncomfortable being on the outside of a cell.

“Yeah, you wouldn’t know what love was if it jumped out and slapped you.” You call, letting him walk away. Tears fall down your cheeks as you curl up on the cold flat cot.

As Angel slinks into the clubhouse, Bishop’s angry gaze bares holes into Angel’s already annoyed demeanor.

“Glad you’re here.” He ruffs, tongue jaw crooked as his tongue swipes across his lips in attempt to control his tongue. “You didn’t bail out Y/N?” He asks, looking out the slowly shutting door.

“No, Bish. I didn’t.” He huffs, sarcasm rolling off his tongue.

“Why the fuck not?” He growls.

“She didn’t fuckin’ want it.” He retorts sharply, eyes dark and dangerous.

“Why is that?”

“Cause she didn’t fuckin’ want bail. I don’t know.” He shrugs, heading to the bar a drink when Bishop’s hand reaches out and grabs Angel’s shoulder.

“What’d you do?” He barks.

“Me? Of course. Always me. I wasn’t the one who cracked out and sent some chick to the ER and it’s still Angel’s fault! Fucking blame Angel!” He shouts, tapping his chest and nodding. “She’s the one who beat up another chick because I didn’t want her pussy!” Angel laughs dryly, swinging his hand. Creeper’s fist flies at him before he can even react. Stumbling back and grabbing his face, he looks at him incredulously. “What the fuck?” Angel shouts, storming towards Creeper, whose chest is heaving.

“That what you think happened?” Coco asks, eyes boring into Angel’s soul.

“Yeah! She fucking asked me if I said I didn’t wanna ‘dick her down’.”

“Because she dragged that puta outside for badmouthing your dead mom, bro.” Coco points to the photo on the wall of Angel’s mother that he kept off to the side near the bar.

“She what?” He asks, his heart dropping to his soles.

“Leah was badmouthing your mom, and Y/N dragged her out by her hair. When Leah couldn’t win physically she used some old drunk shit to fuel her. She’s in the ER because she couldn’t keep her mouth shut.” Coco barks, pointing to Angel as he heads for door.

“Is that really what she did?” He stares at Coco, licking his lips and chewing on his bottom lip, concerned.

“Yeah, bro. She said some shit to hurt Y/N.” He shrugs as he heads outside leaving Angel there hurt. He’d said some bad shit to you. He was currently kicking himself. He hadn’t meant it, not the way that puta made it sound.

Almost a week went by, Angel not hearing from you was painful. He couldn’t seem to function right. He lost his charm.

“Hey, Angel. What do you say we head to my place-“

“Nah, ‘m good.” He shrugs off the sweet Hispanic woman and heads to the bar for another beer.

“Yo Angel! Coco’s got a hundred-dollar bet you can’t beat him in a game of pool.” Gilly shouts from the pool table. Angel shrugs, waving them off and drinking his beer in silence.

“Angel! Wanna hit the cage?” Riz calls, waving to the door.

“Maybe next time.” He calls back, tipping his beer back again.

“Reyes, wanna fuck around and get arrested?” You call, standing at the door.

“Nah, ‘m goo—“ he spins so fast the bar stool falls from under him and he faces you. “No fuckin’ way.” He murmurs, closing the distance between you in almost three strides, grabbing you and holding you tight against him. He squeezes so hard you start to tap his back, signaling he’s crushing you. “I’m so sorry. Coco told me what really happened. He told me what she did. That she’s deserved to tossed out. I’m really sorry, miel. Tell me how to make it better.” He whispers, letting you pull him outside. The cool night air swirls around the two of you as he looks into your eyes for a moment. He finds a lust and longing he’s not sure how he’d never seen it before.

“Angel, I don’t wanna fuckin’ talk about that shit.” You whisper, shaking your head. “This was a fuckin’ mistake. I knew I shouldn’t have come.” You start towards your Harley, but Angel grabs you and you tumble back to his chest. He leans down and presses a warm kiss to your lips. His hand caressing the curve of your body as he slides down and grips your ass.

Gasping, you grab his neck as he hoists you up. Wrapping your legs around him, he walks the two of you backwards towards the weigh shed. Sitting you on the counter, he grabs the squeaky old swivel chair, dusting it off and pulling down his jeans boxers, his cock hitting his stomach.

“Angel-“

“Take off your shorts, miel. I want you sit on my dick.” He demands, his husky voice washing over you. Stammering, you yank off your shorts and draw your shirt over your head.

“You’re so fucking hot.” You whisper in his ear, the tip of your tongue tracing the outer edge of his ear as he positions himself at your core,, stimulating your swollen clit. Gasping again, you give a soft moan and sink down on his thick, huge cock. “Christ, bet this is just like you dreamed.” You hush, teasing him as you slowly slide up and down.

“It doesn’t even compare, babygirl.” He husks, his hands smoothing up and down your thighs as you ride him, your hair tossed over your shoulder. “Shit, kiss me again, baby. I fuckin’ love you.” He murmurs, pulling you in for another kiss. Slowly you feel the heat pooling in your stomach and you grip his shoulders tightly. “Yes baby, come for me. Come on. Yes, oh fuck.” Your walls pulsate against his throbbing cock as he thrusts up to meet your rolling hips. “I’m close.”

“Cum for me, Angelito. Please. Please come, baby.” You moan in his ear, pushing him over the edge, hot cum filling you and dripping down your thighs.

“Christ, Y/N. I’m so fuckin’ sorry. I should’ve just told you how I felt. Fuck, that was amazing.” He whispers, pulling you down to rest against his bare chest, shivering as a cool breeze rustles around you.

“Angel, I really do love you. A lot. I’d do anything for you.”

“I know. I don’t want you beating up any more hookers without me there to cheer you on, babes.” He chuckles, pulling your shirt on and wrapping his plaid around your shoulders.

“Shut up. You should’ve seen me, Angel. I dragged that bitch out by her hair, slammed her into a trunk. Broke her fuckin’ nose. It was badass.” You mockingly swing at his nose, but he sends you into a fit of giggles and blushing as he presses warm sweet kisses to lightly scarred knuckles, holding your fist in his hand as he does so.

“I love you so much, miel.”

“Oh yeah? Mister ‘you’re jealous I dicked boobs for brains and not you’?” You mock, pinching his cheeks as the two of you walk towards the clubhouse, Angel’s arm wrapped protectively around your shoulders.

“I promise you, I definitely fantasized about you doing a lot more than that.” He chuckles, holding the door for you.

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oftyrosh · 3 years

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oo1: good apollo, vol 1.: the writing writer - coheed and cambria. i’ll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord --- only i don’t even think of you. no, i don’t want to think of you anymore. oo2: relentless - strapping young lad. all it in it’s place. it’s time to lay everything to waste. oo3: sin & sacrifice - devildriver. old habits die hard, and i’ve lived so fast, and i know it’s a long way down. oo4: lord gold throneroom - horse the band. she sees him: watching, gazing, leering blankly, vacant, worthless, golden, perfect.

oo5: personal jesus - marilyn manson. feeling unknown and you’re all alone, flesh and bone by the telephone. lift up the receiver, i’ll make you a beleiver. oo6: what i always wanted - kittie. i thought i found what i always wanted there with me. oo7: amarillo sleeps on my pillow - fair to midland. if i had to guess, he’s still making a mess worse than any thunderstorm. oo8: rowboat - coal chamber. insects in your kiss, you are my sunshine. get out of my rowboat. oo9: c.o.t.e. - karnivool. so drop me down, let me feel this either way. face me inside: with a broken view, a broken heart. disappear. now i don’t think you like me, now. now i don’t think you’re like me, now. o1o: i could care less - devildriver. i could care less than for your sickening, pompous ways. every time you speak my name, my image burns away. i could care less. o11: te quiero puta - rammstein. entre tus piernas voy a llonar. feliz y triste voy a estar. no me tengas miedo, no te voy a comer. dámelo, dámelo. o12: penetrate - godhead. i wouldn’t know the solution ‘cause this ain’t my revolution. i practice my prostitution and spread the people’s pollution. o13: ravenous - arch enemy. ritual slaughter, fill up the chalice with the essence of your life. liquid strength’s trapped in your veins. i crave your blood, you must die. o14: blue monday - orgy. and i still find it so hard to say what i need to say, but i’m quite sure that you’ll tell me just how i should feel today. o15: entities - job for a cowboy. over and over repeatedly this relentless process, thousands of speechless bodies pile over each other completely motionless, over again. o16: rev 22:20 - puscifer. my pulse has been rising, my temples are pounding, the pressure is so overwhelming and building. so steady there, i’m ready to blow. what is she waiting for? o17: living dead girl - rob zombie. crawl on me, sink into me, die for me. blood on her skin dripping with sin, do it again, living dead girl. o18: the line of least resistance - sybreed. pretentious fraudster, you deem yourself worthy of reverence, ever craving to be praised. o19: the black hole - horse the band. i’ll face the stars, or the abyss, but not nothing at all. i’ll face the stars, or the abyss, from nothing i can’t fall. o2o: deer dance - system of a down. a deer dance invitation to peace, war staring you in the face, dressed in black. with a helmet, fierce, trained and appropriate for the malcontents. for the disproportioned malcontents. a little boy smiled, it’ll all be well. and say a little boy smiled, it’ll all be well. pushing little children with their fully automatics, they like to push the weak around. o21: slave only dreams to be king - marilyn manson. i’m happy to pull my veins out and braid a rope, i don’t need hope to know that you’ll die slow. you are what you beat. o22: mannequin - cradle of filth. burning flesh, dripping sweat. abusing them all, like the paralyzing snake. charmed and enchanted by the babylon whore. o23: one hand killing - twelve foot ninja. up on your feet, darling dear. may the gods guide you right back here. without you here it’s not home. may you find what you’re looking for. an inner peace, the infinite, may it burn through your deepest fear. without punch there’s no show, may you hold them accountable. o24: the light that blinds - shadows fall. you hide behind the light that blinds. we’ll never find what burns inside. you remain blind behind the light. o25: closer - nine inch nails. you can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings. you can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything. help me, you tear down my reason. help me, it’s your sex i can smell. help me, you make me perfect. help me become somebody else. o26: alaska - between the buried and me. yes, creepy, the idea of control. controlling death with alertness. ---- nature can be the death of me, a thing we’ll never overcome. o27: sonne - rammstein. alle warten auf das licht. fürchtet euch, fürchtet euch nicht, die sonne scheint mir aus den augen. sie wird heut nacht nicht untergehen ... und die welt zählt laut bis zehn. o28: superbeast - rob zombie. stir the limbs across the wrist, full possession of a memory. bury me as a dog, icy hands surrounding me. ---- hell yeah, i’m the one that you wanted. hell yeah, i’m the superbeast. o29: bounce - system of a down. unannounced twister games, all players with no names. they lined up double-quick: but just one pogo-stick. everyone gets to play, runaway, exposé. it was so exotic, but just one pogo stick. o3o: thank god for the sufferings - cradle of filth. love would have conquered all, were we not parted. her splintered loss rekindles rage, the winter frost dwindles across my stage, lit up once more to score finales started. love would have conquered all. love would have conquered hate, hate hate. and in those frozen moments won, from grief that creeps to wreathe the sun, in drapes inwove with deathshed wing: i thank god for the suffering.

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Georgia On My Mind

The United States has been locked down now for about six weeks, with varying degrees of “house arrest” depending on your state and ever-tightening executive orders from governors. The economy has tanked, to no one’s surprise, and more than 20 million people have filed for unemployment during that time.

The number of cases and deaths in the USA because of COVID-19 continue to increase, with 887,622 cases and 50,283 deaths as of 9:00am CDT today, for a national mortality rate of 5.67%, which is nearly 57 times the mortality rate of the common flu.

Yet people are itching to return to normal, whatever that is. Presumably, they want their old lives back, as well as jobs, so they are protesting and nagging their governors to reopen their states. The conversation has become very polarized, pitting the economy against public health--and death.

Depending on whether you see this as political expediency, economic necessity, or simply throwing caution to the wind, Georgia Governor Brian Kemp is reopening parts of the state’s economy today, including massage parlors, gyms, tattoo parlors, and hair and nail salons. In-person church services are also allowed.

And while some folks are rejoicing, there are also many who actively fear not just for Georgia, but also us all, because Georgia is not the only state moving in this direction. Texas Governor Greg Abbott is expected to make an announcement very soon too about reopening the Lone Star State, albeit in calculated steps. These next steps will be on top of his retail-to-go plan that starts today.

Kemp wants Georgians to get back to work, and resume living their lives the ways they did before March. With 21,883 cases and 881 deaths, Georgia has the 12th most cases in the nation, and a mortality rate of 4.0%. Texas, in contrast, is ranked 11th with 22,393 cases and 576 deaths, for a mortality rate of 2.57%.

But those numbers become moot when you consider that people are still traveling around, from locally to longer distances. Thus, there is fear that reopened states could wind up exporting the illness to other states, infecting even more in the process. Oh, and never mind the new illnesses within those states.

Just ask the folks in Amarillo (Potter and Randall Counties) and Moore County Texas, current hotspots. Amarillo is currently rated 10th fastest growing number of new cases, with a 16% increase. Must have been all of those family and friends gatherings Easter weekend. Y’all shared a lot more than just a ham dinner and pretty eggs.

I do not see this as an either/or proposition as many people do. Yes, we need to fire up the economic engine, or else there will be drastic long-term negative implications. But yes, we must preserve human life. Unlike what Texas Lieutenant Governor Dan Patrick said, I do not see myself as disposable. I am not willing to give one up for the herd. We must balance both interests.

While I do think it is a little premature to start reopening this soon, we need to be taking a calculated approach to how we can still support businesses and allow people to return to work, while at the same time trying desperately not to endanger people in the process.

It also means that, regardless of what some people say, we will likely never return to the way things were at the beginning of March. Too much has changed since then, and quite frankly, I have adapted quite well. I am kind of liking saving all this money, as it will fuel future travels when the coast is truly clear, even if I change my MO to eating out of a cooler. My place looks better than it has in a long time, thanks to all the abundant time for mowing. I’m even thinking about painting the driveway next.

Just kidding.

And if Governor Kemp is reading (which I doubt, because priming the economy, yo), you need to be rethinking this move. After all, you were the one who made a very misinformed statement not too long ago about not knowing that asymptomatic persons could spread the disease. That does not speak highly of your office. If you cannot speak to known facts about the disease, how can you speak to the economic remedies thereof?

Furthermore, Mr. Kemp, you are putting your citizens at risk, all 10.62 million of them. That’s what worries me about Texas Governor Abbott’s decrees coming, that in spite of his better efforts to balance risks, they might unleash 29 million people at a time when we really need to be staying home a little longer, even if the economy does suffer.

Because you won’t have an economy if people are dying off faster than they otherwise would be.

As for me, whenever our Governor reopens Texas, I won’t be first in line. In fact, I won’t be in line. I’m good with my 7-10 day grocery runs, watching Netflix, and cooking. I’m going to watch from the sidelines. Y’all go ahead, please.

Now somebody pass the peaches. I’ve got you on my mind.

Dr “Just An Old Sweet Song“ Gerlich

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APPRECIATION & INTERVIEW

Better Call Saul episode posters by Matt Talbot After 4 nearly years, I thought it was time to catch up with Matt Talbot about his Better Call Saul poster project. The last time we talked during Season 1, Matt was deep in the hustle of making his name as an illustrator: juggling a full-time job, freelance projects, as well as band. Finding time for personal projects like this one can be a significant challenge. (Not to mention surviving the death of your tools: During Season 1 his Mac laptop died, and this season, his Wacom tablet bit the bullet). But despite these challenges, the 43-year-old New Hampshire native has persevered to create a clever and thoughtful series of episode posters that has garnered considerable attention, and brought with it new high-profile clients and art exhibitions.

First, congratulations on all of your success and recognition with this series of posters. It’s well-deserved. What’s been the most gratifying feedback you’ve received? Thank you! Every interaction I’ve had with anyone from the show has delighted me. I've been surprised by all of the cast and crew members who have said nice things – every note I’ve gotten has meant a lot to me. That being said, Michael McKean randomly tweeting at me that he has my poster for Chicanery hanging in his home blew my mind. I was eating dinner when my phone showed the notification and I literally jumped up from the table. I’ve been a fan of Michael’s since I saw Spinal Tap in the ‘80s and never in a million years would I have guessed I’d make something he valued enough to hang in his home.

Tell me about your contributions to Gallery1988 exhibitions. How does that process work? It's a pretty simple process. They invite me to be part of a show, and I make something to send them. I’m very excited for the opportunity to show there, and I feel like it’s a milestone in my art-making career.

Across the 4 seasons, which BCS posters are your favorites? Which one are you most proud of? I’m particularly fond of Rebecca, Rico, Marco, Switch, Sunk Costs and Something Beautiful. Oh man, it's hard for me to evaluate my own stuff. I tend to like the posters where I find a way to get a different take on something they did in the episode. I would say that “Sunk Costs” is also one of my favorites because I did something differently than how they shot it, and because Mike is so recognizable even from the back. I was also pleased with “Off Brand” because it was when I finally figured out how to draw Bob Odenkirk.

How has your process for creating these posters evolved over 4 seasons? When I started this project I had a vague idea that I would focus on scenes rather than portraits or likenesses, but that didn’t even last half a season! The characters were too good not to include. In that way, the posters have evolved in my willingness to draw characters, and also, hopefully, my ability to draw them.

My process is now something like: Watch the show on Monday; think about it on Tuesday, figure out what stood out to me and do a thumbnail sketch or two; draw it on Wednesday night; post it Thursday afternoon. I’m a bit faster at drawing these now compared to when I started. And I’m a bit more decisive on choosing which subject matter to depict.

There have been quite a few changes on the visual side of Better Call Saul over the last 2 seasons. New directors (Minkie Spiro, Daniel Sackheim, and Andrew Stanton), a new cinematographer Marshall Adams, even new cameras. What are your thoughts on how the show’s visual grammar has evolved? Has any of this impacted your posters from Seasons 3 & 4? I try not to just redraw literal scenes from the show, and I don’t need to tell you that they shoot the show in an incredibly beautiful way. I mean, they always, always, pick the best angle, the best shot to capture something. For that reason, it’s sometimes hard to to come up with another take on a moment from the show.

That being said, the visual style hasn’t really impacted my posters as much as the evolving subject matter has. The show, I think, is substantially darker than it was in the early going. It was easier to depict Jimmy’s hi-jinx in the first couple seasons. But with Chuck’s deteriorating mental state, the cartel stuff, Mike going deeper into Fring’s world and of course, Jimmy’s loosening sense of morals, the funny moments are harder to spot. That’s lead me to some more somber layouts and color choices.

We didn’t discuss this in our first interview. Which typeface are you using in your posters, or is this custom typography? The main logo and episode titles are set in Sign Painter, from the excellent House Industries.

The Heisenverse is known for it’s color theory and use of color. How has that impacted your color choices in these posters? I’ve kind of adhered to their blue=good/red=bad symbolism, but I also try to balance out colors between episodes and not repeat myself in sequential posters.

Many of your posters (especially ones this season) use a monochromatic, or simple palette of 1-2 colors. Tell me more about why you chose that approach. Is this a signature of your style? I’ve seen this approach in a lot of your work. You know, in the early seasons, I was trying to use simpler color palettes, but I wasn’t very disciplined and I got away from that. I’m trying to stick to a more consistent style in season 4. It is a conscious decision. I also feel like with the week-to-week nature of this project, it helps quickly set apart each poster. And, I really do love limited color palettes. Giving myself color constraints helps me figure out different ways to solve layout problems.

I’ve heard other illustrators say that Bob Odenkirk’s facial features are tricky to capture. Do you share that sentiment? Which characters are more challenging to illustrate? I do agree with that. I had a really hard time with him at first. I kind of think I have a better handle on it now, but I’m always trying to get better. I feel like if you can get his mouth right, it goes a long way.

I found Hector hard to capture both times I drew him. Mike, on the other hand, is just pure fun to draw. Jonathan Banks is so distinctive and iconic.

What’s been the most difficult poster thus far? Why was it challenging? Maybe it’s because a lot of time has gone by, but I can't think of one that stands out as having been really difficult.

Francesco Francavilla did alternate posters for some of his Breaking Bad posters. Inevitably, when artists look back at their work, they consider revising or redoing it because of a variety of reasons – their point of view has changed, their skill/style has evolved, or maybe they were never truly content with the final product. Looking back at 4 seasons worth of posters, are there any that make you want to scratch the revision itch? Yeah, more than I would care to admit. I would really like another crack at Amarillo. I know I could do a better job and that drawing is just super flat. In season two, I decided to to experiment with style and I kind of wish I hadn't. I like Cobbler, but I wish I had drawn it in my normal style. I would redraw Nailed for sure. Oh man, if I start going down this road it's not going to end well, so I'll just stop.

You mentioned earlier this season you were excited to draw Track Suit Jimmy. Who or what haven’t you drawn, that you are eager to illustrate? Howard! It bums me out to no end that I haven't drawn him, but it just hasn't worked out. And I need to include Kim more. It's kind of criminal that her face only appeared for the first time in a poster this season.

What’s your opinion of Season 4? Tell me about your favorites – episode, scene, character. I think season 4 is brilliant so far. The Kim/Jimmy relationship has deepened so much this season, and feels so real, but full of inevitable heartache. Oh, the flash-forward to Breaking Bad’s timeline was amazing. Mike doing his audit in the Madrigal warehouse. Really, anything Michael Mando does on screen. It's hard to pick. I so enjoy the deliberate pace of this show.

Where’s your favorite place to discuss the show? I honestly don’t talk about it too much online, though I lurk in a few places and read a lot. I actually discuss it mostly with my wife!

I know you get this question a lot, so let’s cover it here so folks understand: Do you have plans to sell any of this work online? I really appreciate that people like it enough to want to buy it or hang it, but I don't plan to sell the Better Call Saul posters online. I’m doing this for fun, not to make a buck off the show, and I don’t own the rights to sell it anyway.

What’s next for Matt? Do you have any other poster or illustration projects in the works? Is you band performing soon? I have several more pieces for Gallery1988 shows coming up. I’m pulling together an art show at a local brewery for whom I design all of their labels and stuff. I’m patiently waiting for a t-shirt I designed for one of my all-time favorite movies to be announced. And for the past several Octobers, I spent the month drawing a horror poster per day. I’m not sure if logistically I can do that again this year, but I’ll probably fit at least a few in. We’ll see how it goes. Sadly, with all of my illustration work, I haven’t had any time for music making, but someday I hope to get back to that!

Follow Matt: Web site / Tumblr / Twitter / Dribbble / Instagram / PosterSpy

– Interview by Shayne Bowman, Heisenberg Chronicles

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Culture and Translation - S01 E04

Slowly getting through these, although they’re out of order. I’ll post an index when I’m done with season 1. 🤦‍♂️

CLIP 1: A wild mom appears

22:30 is a perfectly cromulent time to have dinner in Spain, but ngl, I’d have it a bit earlier on a school night. Eva’s supposed to be at school at 8:30.

Eva is eating the Hacendado store-brand “natillas de vainilla” from Mercadona (vanilla custard). Lol can you imagine that Skam España gets enormous, and people from abroad make trips to Mercadona because of Skam España?

Pesada (“annoying”): Okay, I love “pesada” because it literally translates as “heavy,” but it actually means that someone is being annoying/nagging to the point where it feels tiring to put up with them. There’s an idiom in Spanish: “eres más pesado que una vaca en brazos” (you’re heavier than carrying a cow bridal-style) and I find the visual hilarious.

CLIP 2: Carrying their bags for some reason

This clip dropped at 11:39, but the characters are all carrying their bags and backpacks. You don’t take your backpack out for recess. You leave it in the classroom and take the valuable stuff with you. We don’t have lockers.

Ni de reojo (“Not even a glance”): Looking at someone “de reojo” is looking at them from the corner of your eyes, but that’d have been too long.

Bien, normal (“Good, fine”): In Spain we often use “normal” to respond to small talk (how are you doing, what’s the weather like, how was dinner with your family, stuff like that). I went with fine, as I haven’t really heard “normal” being used that way in English.

CLIP 3: Are these our biology buddies?

I do like the juxtaposition of Eva telling Nora everything is fine, only for Eva to UNLOAD on Lucas the very next clip.

I can’t watch this clip without remembering that I did the Social Sciences track of Baccalaureate, and yet, I had to translate a fucking optical microscope exercise for Skam. This fucking show.

Es que es muy heavy, Eva (“You crossed a line, Eva”): I also really like the Spanish slang “heavy.” It comes from heavy metal, and it’s meant to bring to mind the intensity of the harder heavy metal bands. And hey! It shows up on Urban Dictionary with the same meaning: Serious and intense, but also too much. I think this might be outdated slang in the US?

Y yo estaba rayada (“And I was going crazy”): I’m pretty sure that to be “rayado” comes from “discos rayados,” i.e. skipping records. When you’re “rayado,” you are stuck on a specific thought or emotion to the point of obsession or being unable to move past it. It’s NOT “sounding like a broken record,” as in English, because being “rayado” is internal. You’re stuck on a continuous loop within your own mind. It comes up several times throughout the show, and I’m pretty sure I used a different expression each time because nothing felt quite right.

Tú qué vas a decir (“Like you’d say anything different”): The literal translation would be, “what are you going to say.” However, that sounded like it could be a question, even a rhetorical one, when Eva is throwing Lucas’ words back in his face.

CLIP 4: Carrot cake

Carrot cake is a relatively new import in Spain. I think it’s trendy for coffee shops to have it on their menus now. Since it’s so recent, it was adopted with its English name, rather than the Spanish translation. This also applies to brownies, pancakes (which were actually called “tortitas” for a while, but now it’s become trendier to call them pancakes), muffins and cupcakes.

Aquí os quedáis (“I’m out”): Lucas actually says, “you stay here,” but the connotation is that Lucas is leaving because he’s Done with Eva and Jorge. Eva and Jorge can choose to stay or leave or do whatever, but Lucas is leaving and not taking Eva and/or Jorge with him.

Que aproveche, chicos (“Enjoy, you two”): Enjoy, as in enjoy your meal, of course! “Chicos” could be translated as “kids,” and when the teachers use it, I do translate it as kids. But the waitress is calling Eva and Jorge “chicos” just because they’re younger than her, not because she’s calling them children. You are either young enough to be “chicos” or old enough to be “señores.”

I mean, if Lucas is going to parent trap them, he could’ve at least paid for the cake. This entrapment with an unpaid bill is kinda rude!

CLIP 5: Nailing Viri

Eva has a palmera in her hand! See Wikipedia for info on this supposedly palm leaf-shaped pastry. The picture captioned “Pig’s ears” is closer to the one Eva has in this clip,

Un clavo saca otro clavo (“there are other fish in the sea”): The literal translation is, “a nail takes out other nail,” as in, the construction kind of nail. The connotations of both sayings are a little different. “There are other fish in the sea” has the connotation that you’ve been dumped, but there are plenty of people in the world for you to explore. “A nail takes out another nail” can mean you’ve been dumped or that your love is unrequited, and that the only way to get over it is to find someone new asap. I also found a debate in a translation forum over whether the nail in the idiom means a dick, as in, only by hopping on another dick you can get over the previous dick, and I can honestly say I have no idea if the idiom is about dicks or not.

Viri con la mierda (“Viri with the junk”): Viri actually says “Viri with the shit.” Haha. This girl squad is so gentle and well-spoken.

Quick note on grades: Grades can be 0 to 10, where 10 is the highest grade. You pass with a 5. Anything under 5 is a “failing” grade. 5 through 5.99 is a “passing” grade. 6 through 6.99 is a “good” grade. 7 through 8.99 is a “notable” grade. 9 through 10 is an “excellent” grade. Once you’re in university, you can also get an “honor roll” grade. Only one or two students can get that grade on a specific course. As far as I know, “honor roll” does not exist as a grade in Spanish primary schools, middle schools or high schools.

Encima se pica (“She goes and gets ticked off”): “Picar” literally translates to “to itch” or “to sting” (such as a bee or a wasp sting). If something “te pica” in the slang sense, it means something has offended you, and the speaker thinks it shouldn’t have. There’s a saying, “si te pica, te rascas,” which translates to, “if it itches, then scratch yourself.” It means that if the tea has been too hot, you don’t get to lash out, you need to deal with it. Cris is indignant that she’s trying to help Viri out by telling her the truth straight up, and Viri is offended, instead of grateful.

Una chica de cuarto (“A fourth grader”): Fourth grader as in being in her fourth year of Mandatory Secondary Education! A grade below the girl squad.

CLIP 6: Underage drinking

I don’t know where that tunnel is, and I desperately want to know. On that note, I was so fucking chuffed when the clip came out. I really didn’t think they’d even attempt a street drinking scene. They obviously had to have it a secluded place in order to keep the shooting a secret, but it works.

Okay, so my personal take on the call to prayer scene is this. The clip dropped at 20:07 on the 6th of October, and Isha (the fifth prayer) happened at 19:08 at the very latest. (There are several methods of calculation.) So Amira probably did pray before meeting up with the girls. However, once she took in their initial reactions, Amira might’ve wanted to see exactly how badly the girls would take it, so she pushed a bit harder. Committing to praying five times a day might also be new for Amira, and so she might’ve wanted to test those waters. Ngl, asking her to do it somewhere where nobody sees Amira is with them is pretty fucking bad.

A buenos días (“Good morning”): Jorge is doing one of his voices here. I guess he sounds a little like a rural old man. And yes, he says “good morning” even though it’s visibly dark outside the tunnel, lol.

There’s a conversation happening below the camera line and a bit aways from the mics. It’s hard to catch all of it, But Lucas drops the bag with the ice cubes and tells people to help themselves. Dilan grabs ice cubes with his bare hands, and Hugo calls him out for being gross. Dilan asks Hugo why he minds. Tbf to Dilan, a botellón is usually a gross affair with drinks being spilled, vomit, and sometimes piss, so touching the ice with your hands is small potatoes in comparison, lol.

Verdad o atrevimiento (“Truth or Dare”): For the record, the version I played was called Beso, Verdad o Atrevimiento (Kiss, Truth or Dare). I guess there’s a larger English language influence that’s made it more authentic to drop the Kiss option from the name, if not from the dares themselves.

Va lanzada (“going for it”): Lucas says Cris is “lanzada,” which literally translates to being launched, or going as fast as something being launched. Such as a rocket, for instance.

Pa mala yo (“I’m the badass”): Cris is quoting the Aitana and Ana Guerra song Lo Malo, which comes up again later in the season. The gist of the quote is that Cris has no need for bad boys, when she can be a bad girl herself.

Le dio un amarillo (“she had a whitey”): In case you’ve never heard of “a whitey” before, you can find a detailed explanation on Urban Dictionary, which corresponds 1:1 with the Spanish expression. I had to do a lot of research to find the best translation, so pls appreciate!

Fue muy borde contigo (“He was an ass to you”): “Borde” is yet another classic Spanish slang words. To be “borde” is to be rude for no reason. While it’s slang. It’s not a swear word, and it’s not rude to use. I went with “ass” as I figured it comes across as softer than “asshole.”

CLIP 7: Safety considerations are ignored

Both this clip and the clip before (which dropped at 20:07) generated a discussion in Spanish fandom spaces, specifically about when Spanish teens go out and what their curfews are. Lots of people felt Eva and her friends are going out too early and going back home early, as well. Part of the discussion has to do with something the remakes have shied away from: dropping clips at ungodly hours. As some might remember, during Isak’s season, clips would drop at 3 am because Isak was insomniac. So far, the remakes have held back on dropping clips during hours the target audience may not be awake to react to them, generate discussion on social media, etc.

Spanish people have a (not unearned) reputation of starting the party after dinner time (so 22:00-23:00) until dawn. That said, every teen has their own set of parents with their own set of rules. Personally, I didn’t have a curfew, but we were generally partied out by 4 am.

That said, if I’d been as wasted as Eva is in this clip, I’d have headed home at midnight, sure. Mostly ‘cause I’d have wanted to nap it out.

It makes me smile that Eva and Jorge are jay-walking. There’s no penalty for doing so in Spain, by the way. And especially in small towns or villages, where traffic is light and sidewalks not wide enough for more than one person, it is far more common for people to walk down the middle of the road, rather than using the sidewalks.

I don’t understand how Eva’s house works, by the way. That door makes it look like Eva lives in a detached house with a front yard, a fence and a gate. But we know from other clips that you can show up at Eva’s front door without needing to be let in through a gate. Also, there’s no window by the gate. You can definitely see a window by the door in the final clip.

My friends were shocked and appalled that Jorge would leave without ensuring Eva got inside her house safely, since she was so drunk and it’s past midnight. Grudges have been held.

The gagging noises at the 18:54 mark are poetic cinema.

#culture and translation #skam españa #skam spain #skames #skamesp

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*The term “bank teller” originated in the wake of the 1929 stock market crash, when banks began hiring low-paid workers to “tell” throngs of frantic depositors that their money was gone. * The city of Slaughter, Texas (population: 11,284), has never had a homicide occur within its boundaries. * Rubbing Tabasco on one’s upper lip before bedtime is an effective temporary cure for sleep apnea. * Moths are unable to fly during an earthquake. * Ingesting small doses of ink over an extended period of time will change your eye color slightly. * Scientists estimate that sleep lost due to daylight saving time reduces the average lifespan by nearly two full months. * No NCAA basketball team from a school located in its state’s capital has ever won the national championship. * Shortly before his execution, Timothy McVeigh constructed a scale model of the Lincoln Memorial with soda crackers. * Strains of bacteria similar to E. coli have been found in spent printer cartridges – but only in the cyan ones. Scientists have no explanation. * The Australian aborigine language has over 30 words for “dust.” * Fewer divorces occur in families in which the children wake their parents before 6 a.m. on Saturdays. * For over a decade, the number of drive-by shootings has been directly proportional to increased gas prices. * Two-thirds of all the world’s coriander comes from a single valley in Italy. * Baking soda and vinegar will make your scrambled eggs fluffier. * Ancient Egyptians used molted cobra skins as condoms. * The National Weather Service will pay $30 for the rights to any original photograph of lightning. * Nearly three percent of the ice in Antarctic glaciers is penguin urine. * In the weightlessness of space a frozen pea will explode if it comes in contact with Pepsi. * Smearing a small amount of dog feces on an insect bite will relieve the itching and swelling. * The Boeing 747 is capable of flying upside-down if it weren’t for the fact that the wings would shear off when trying to roll it over. * The trucking company Elvis Presley worked at as a young man was owned by Frank Sinatra. * The only golf course on the island of Tonga has 15 holes, and there’s no penalty if a monkey steals your golf ball. * SCUBA divers cannot pass gas at depths of 33 feet or below. * Catfish are the only animals that naturally have an ODD number of whiskers. * Polar bears can eat as many as 86 penguins in a single sitting. * The Air Force’s F-117 fighter uses aerodynamics discovered during research into how bumblebees fly. * Silly Putty was “discovered” as the residue left behind after the first latex condoms were produced. It’s not widely publicized for obvious reasons. * The volume of water that the Giant Sequoia tree consumes in a 24-hour period contains enough suspended minerals to pave 17.3 feet of a 4-lane concrete freeway. * King Henry VIII slept with a gigantic axe. * Because printed materials are being replaced by CD-ROM, microfiche and the Internet, libraries that previously sank into their foundations under the weight of their books are now in danger of collapsing in extremely high winds. * Touch-tone telephone keypads were originally planned to have buttons for Police and Fire Departments, but they were replaced with * and # when the project was cancelled in favour of developing the 911 system. * Human saliva has a boiling point three times that of regular water. * Calvin, of the “Calvin and Hobbes” comic strip, was patterned after President Calvin Coolidge, who had a pet tiger as a boy. * Watching an hour-long soap opera burns more calories than watching a three-hour baseball game. * You can actually sharpen the blades on a pencil sharpener by wrapping your pencils in aluminum foil before inserting them. * Urine from male cape water buffaloes is so flammable that some tribes use it for lantern fuel. * Due to the angle at which the optic nerve enters the brain, staring at a blue surface during sex greatly increases the intensity of orgasms. * Never hold your nose and cover your mouth when sneezing, as it can blow out your eyeballs. * Due to the natural “momentum” of the ocean, saltwater fish cannot swim backwards. * Because of the curvature of the Earth, it is nearly three miles farther to fly from Amarillo, Texas to Louisville, Kentucky than it is to return from Louisville to Amarillo. * The original inspiration for Barbie dolls comes from dolls developed by German propagandists in the late 1930s to impress young girls with the ideal notions of Aryan features. The proportions for Barbie were actually based on those of Eva Braun. * The Venezuelan brown bat can detect and dodge individual raindrops in mid-flight, arriving safely back at his cave completely dry. * The Mongolian pony is the only animal other than an elephant capable of fending off an attack by a healthy adult tiger. * Because of their unusual shape, Hershey’s Kisses contain more calories per ounce than the same amount of chocolate in other forms. * If you tar and feather a 2x4 and place it in your yard, it will ward off bats. * The largest home in the United States, North Carolina’s Biltmore House, was originally intended to be the official residence of a new monarchy to be established when the South rose again. * Nobody born in Kentucky has ever been elected to Congress. * In an effort to improve the nutritional value of its “Shamrock shakes,” McDonald’s colors them with broccoli extract. * Winston Churchill was born with a third nipple, which he removed himself with nail-clippers at the age of 14. * If you place a fresh Viagra tablet in a houseplant’s soil every six months, the plant will not wilt. * The noun “sled” originates from the name of a 18th-century mountaineer from Finland, Schletz Linden, whose body was used by his climbing partner to slide down a mountain during a winter storm after he froze to death. * If a cricket were the size of Mount Rushmore, it could jump to the moon. * The increase in the amount of metals mined and brought to the surface of the earth in order to manufacture SUVs has caused higher tides in the Northern Hemisphere. * Children conceived on airplanes never suffer from motion sickness. * Blue water in a toilet bowl causes males to urinate 7 percent more. * The Yanomami tribesmen of the Amazon basin can track game birds by the slight difference in warmth their shadows create on the forest floor as they fly by, for up to an hour after the birds have departed. * Rapid deforestation has decreased the friction of the surface of the Earth, causing it to spin infinitesimally faster and thereby cool the air, combating global warming. * The flush toilet was invented in Flushing, NY. * On occasions when the sun is shining brightly on falling snowflakes, they contain enough ionic charge to stun insects. Observation of this phenomenon inspired the invention of the bug zapper. * Over the last two decades, more Americans died of heart attacks while watching horror movies in movie theatres than died while sky-diving. * Every common food product, with the exception of fish and veal, contains some traces of peanut enzymes. * The number of words in the Bible divided by the number of verses equals exactly 666. * An 18th-century law still on the books in Vermont makes it illegal for a woman to lick a stamp in a public place. * Constipation kills nearly twice as many people as diarrhea, mainly because the former mostly afflicts the old and weak while the latter mostly affects young, strong children. * It is physically impossible to urinate and give blood at the same time. * If you fill a standard 750ml wine bottle with live hornets, their angry buzzing will resonate at precisely the right frequency to shatter the glass. * During his famous “Blue Period,” Pablo Picasso invented the substance that eventually became known as Play-Doh. * Every year in the fall, Niagara Falls is shut down for maintenance for 24 hours. The flow is diverted using a massive series of pipes and spigots built for this purpose in 1837.

Are these important facts true? They are from the internet so I think they must be.

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We Asked 12 Brewers: What Brewery Makes the Best Hazy IPAs?

Let’s get right to the juicy stuff.

We’re talking, of course, about hazy IPAs, which continue to keep beer lovers waiting and salivating in line (at least before the coronavirus pandemic), in hopes of securing the latest rare releases.

Interestingly, fans of hazy IPAs, also known as New England-style IPAs or simply NEIPAs, far more often find their admiration for breweries that specialize in these highly popular beers rather than for particular examples — this due to many being made in limited quantities, and without broad distribution. (No doubt, scarcity contributes to the NEIPA’s appeal.)

So, with that in mind, we asked the brewers themselves which craft breweries they believe have demonstrated great proficiency in the uniquely American beer style. Below, 12 beer producers from across the country opine on the best purveyor of hazy IPAs.

The Best Hazy IPA Breweries, Recommended by Brewers:

Tired Hands Brewing Company, Ardmore, Pa.

Other Half Brewing Company, Brooklyn

Great Notion Brewing, Portland, Ore.

Humble Sea Brewing Co., Santa Cruz, Calif.

Root + Branch Brewing, Copiague, N.Y.

Cellarmaker Brewing Co., San Francisco

Triple Crossing Beer, Richmond, Va.

The Alchemist Brewery, Stowe, Vt.

Hudson Valley Brewery, Beacon, N.Y.

Mountains Walking Brewery, Bozeman, Mont.

Hop Butcher for the World, Darien, Ill.

Keep reading for details about all the recommended bottles!

“Wow. What a loaded question. The first brewer or brewery that popped into my head was Jean Broillet and Tired Hands. I just like Jean’s approach to beer in general. Trends are changing so quickly, and everyone wants the next hype beer style, but I like to rely on breweries that I know will create a consistently good and balanced product regardless. With hazy IPAs, so many examples are pushed out too quickly and get spicy. But I can have an IPA, or any beer, from Tired Hands weeks, even months, later, and they taste the same. (Full attenuation is key!) I’ve never been disappointed in a hazy IPA, or a pilsner, or an experimental potato something from Jean, and I don’t imagine I will be anytime soon.” — Erika Tessier, Co-owner and Assistant Brewer, Origin Beer Project, Cranston, R.I.

“I’ve been a big fan of Other Half, and the brewery’s IPAs are some of the best in the game, the continuous hype well deserved. They carry explosive aroma, mouthfeel, and flavor profile that checks all the right boxes. DDH Broccoli is still one of my all-time favorite IPAs, and the All Together initiative was not only a great beer, but a great campaign to support all these small business and communities during the coronavirus pandemic. The only downside is that I don’t have the opportunity to drink Other Half here in rural Iowa as often as I’d like!” — Eric Hild, Lead Brewer, Toppling Goliath Brewing Co., Decorah, Iowa

“Great Notion was the first brewer in Portland to start making hazy IPAs, and now there’s not one producer who doesn’t include at least one example in their lineup. What’s great about the city’s brewing community is that we openly share ideas; we’ve learned a lot about this style from each other. The most impressive part of Great Notion’s hazy IPAs is consistency. In particular, the all-Citra Ripe represents the style well, showcasing a silky body, balanced malt, and juicy hop expression.” — Shaun Kalis, Co-founder, Ruse Brewing Company, Portland, Ore.

“My choice for the best hazy IPA brewery isn’t from New England, but from a kooky town by the Pacific. I’ve been stoked on Humble Sea for a while and will always stop for a ‘Foggy’ IPA when in Santa Cruz. The brewery has been cranking out a ton of sick hazies since opening a few years ago, each more radical than the last. I think the Humble Sea team really nailed it with Socks & Sandals. Classic West Coast aromatics and flavor with that soft, creamy mouthfeel of a NEIPA; it really hit that sweet spot for me. It’s like East Coast meets West (Best) Coast.” — Justin Carter, Cellar Lead, Drake’s Brewing Co., San Leandro, Calif.

“Anthony Sorice of Root + Branch is one of a small handful of brewers that can really make a hazy IPA shine. His beers are well thought out, meticulous, and patiently executed. Root + Branch does a great job of keeping the style well balanced. Examples are bright, clean, and show the right amount of restraint, which is very rare these days. I had the pleasure to work alongside Anthony for a period of time and it was clear from the start that he had an excellent grasp on what makes a New England-style IPA work. There’s a very good reason why his beers sell out so fast, and it’s not just hype. The care, quality, and love is obvious.” — Stjepan Pavich, Lead Brewer, Other Half Brewing, Brooklyn

“Tim Sciascia at Cellarmaker makes amazingly crushable hazy IPAs that are consistently imbued with aromatic notes of Citra hops and tropical fruit. This adds to the drinkability of his beers, and shows off his amazing ability to find and select the best hops out in the market.” — Brian Rauso, Co-founder and CEO, Green Cheek Beer Co., Orange, Calif.

“Anytime I have a Triple Crossing hazy IPA, I end up staring at the glass after each sip. I’m half wondering how the Virginia brewery did it, and half hoping the consumed beer will magically replenish itself. That ‘it’ is being able to layer expressive yeast character, water chemistry, and hop aromatics in a way that makes its hazy IPAs truly stand out from the crowd. The single-hop Triangles series really showcases Triple Crossing’s chops; with only a single hop variety, the team achieves an envying amount of structure and complexity. Simcoe Triangles was the last one I had. It’s fresh-cut grapefruit bliss, summertime melon, and dank citrus wrapped up in a velvety smooth mouthfeel.” — Turner Humphries, Head Brewer, Hoptown Brewing Company, Mooresville, N.C.

“In my opinion, The Alchemist is one of the best producers of hazy IPAs. Everything the brewery makes in the style is nicely balanced in terms of aromatics and bitterness, and it’s based in Vermont, which has excellent water sources. Some of my personal favorite IPAs are Heady Topper and Focal Banger. Heady is probably Alchemist’s most famous beer. However, Focal Banger to me seems to be a more dialed-in recipe. I’m more of a malt gal myself, and I enjoy its malt sweetness. Not only does John Kimmich and team produce delicious hazy bois, but they’re also involved in community outreach, aspiring to educate and involve the community around them. The most recent involvement is an anti-racism action plan.” — Haley Ann Warren, Head Brewer, Sparge Brewing, Wellington, Colo.

“Hudson Valley Brewery consistently puts out great, more straightforward hazy, hoppy beer that flies under the radar because of all the attention — and rightly so — its innovative sour IPAs get. Though not an IPA, the hazy pale ale Diadem was one of the best hoppy beers I’ve had this year. The thing that excites me the most about what the Hudson Valley crew does, and where they seem to consistently differentiate themselves, is in blending capabilities. Their ability to skillfully arrange different fermentation profiles can really take hazy, hoppy beers to a place that is perfect for the modern drinker’s flavor and aroma wheelhouse.” — Ben Clayton, Founder and Brewer, The Test Brewery, Brooklyn

“The funky folks at Mountains Walking are making my go-to hazy IPAs these days, in particular the rotating Oat Whip series, which feature single hop varieties without changing the notion of a cloudy, juicy, hoppy beer. They make great companions at the end of a long trail hike or sitting on the side of a stream after a day of fly fishing. We were one of the first to produce hazy IPAs in the wilderness state, and we called them ‘frontier style’ because no one here really knew what a New England IPA was at that time. So we made up that term, since I had brewed in New Mexico and Pennsylvania prior to coming to Montana, where hazy IPAs had been around a lot longer. I’m glad to see other breweries taking the reins on this category that shines brightest on the local level, and making cloudy suds regularly available in Montana.” — Luke Steadman, Brewmaster and Janitor, Smelter City Brewing, Anaconda, Mont.

“I’ve always loved Other Half’s hazy IPAs. Along with a few others, Other Half paved the way for the style. The team is always pushing boundaries and I appreciate that. Right now, I’m really digging the brewery’s double dry-hopped session IPA, [DDH] Baby Diamonds. I love how well Amarillo and Galaxy play together, and it’s easy drinking.” — Maria Cabre, Head Brewer, J. Wakefield Brewing, Miami

“Hop Butcher is knocking it out of the park with the hazy IPAs right now. No two are alike, but they’re consistent with quality, pleasing mouthfeel, and exploding with flavor. The extensive range of hop profiles is incredible. A few of my favorites are Tavern Cut, Neon Green Relish, and Blazed Orange. I’m always excited to see what the brewery is going to put out next.” — Rachel Leiby, Head Brewer, Geneseo Brewing Co., Geneseo, Ill.

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We Asked 12 Brewers: What Brewery Makes the Best Hazy IPAs?

Let’s get right to the juicy stuff.

The Best Hazy IPA Breweries, Recommended by Brewers:

Tired Hands Brewing Company, Ardmore, Pa.

Other Half Brewing Company, Brooklyn

Great Notion Brewing, Portland, Ore.

Humble Sea Brewing Co., Santa Cruz, Calif.

Root + Branch Brewing, Copiague, N.Y.

Cellarmaker Brewing Co., San Francisco

Triple Crossing Beer, Richmond, Va.

The Alchemist Brewery, Stowe, Vt.

Hudson Valley Brewery, Beacon, N.Y.

Mountains Walking Brewery, Bozeman, Mont.

Hop Butcher for the World, Darien, Ill.

Keep reading for details about all the recommended bottles!

The article We Asked 12 Brewers: What Brewery Makes the Best Hazy IPAs? appeared first on VinePair.

Via https://vinepair.com/articles/12-best-hazy-ipa-beer-2020/

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amarilloroofingservices · 4 years

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What You Should Know About A Flat Roof

A flat roof is essentially a straight roof that is at least level on top compared to the numerous other types of slanted roofs. The angle of a flat roof is also properly named as its pitch and the more pitches it has the wider the angle that it can accommodate.

Flat roofs are especially an old type mostly found in arid regions and permit the entire roof surface to act as a free-living roof or a windbreak. It is also known to be a better substitute for shingles and asphalt because of its less expensive upkeep. Most people prefer flat roofs, mainly because they do not give off the heat that a shingle provides and also because the cost of maintenance is lesser.

The installation of a flat roof could be simple or very complicated. You can choose from two type you can either use nails to fasten the roof on top of the existing roof or the other alternative is to go the DIY route. Either way, be prepared to spend a considerable amount of money for a flat roof installation. Most often than not, you need to hire the services of an architect to design the exact type of roof you want to have. There are many different types of materials, but they all have one thing in common; they can either be made from wood or metal.

Since a flat roof needs to be secured to its foundation to keep it safe from water, you will need to have a good roofing contractor in Amarillo to perform the job. A contractor is the one responsible for installing the shingles and siding in your house. The roofers also come with tools that are commonly needed for installation of such roofs, such as nails and screws, for this purpose they are referred to as “scaffolding.”

Roofers in Amarillo, Texas generally use different types of materials that they usually install in order to produce the look that you desire. The most popular materials in Amarillo are vinyl, aluminum and iron. You may want to have a look at some photos of these roofs before choosing them. When it comes to choosing roofing, try to match the type of material to the style of your home and the type of roof you want.

Once you have selected the type of roofing, you will have to seal it and install it. Sealing a flat roof requires a specialist to take the proper measurements of your roof, including any areas where it is going to be installed, and to cut holes in the roof to allow the water and rain to pass through and drain. The sealant is then placed over the surface. This is known as staining because the staining itself acts as the sealant.

Installation of the roof requires the work of a roofing professional in order for the staining and sealing to last for several years. Once the coating is applied, it must be allowed to dry completely before using. After that you can install the siding on top of the coat. Once the stucco and tile are applied, it is time to place it on the existing roof to cover the whole thing.

When it comes to caring for the flat roof, regular mowing and cleaning is highly recommended. This will reduce damage to the wood and tiles. You should also make sure that the stucco is regularly mopped and cleaned.

When it comes to maintenance of the flat roof in Amarillo, you need to be careful not to apply the stucco too quickly, since that will result in cracking. It is also important not to apply too much because the surface may eventually crack if it is left wet for too long.

In case the roof starts to leak, you should immediately have it inspected by a professional. If the leaking starts to spread and causes structural damage to the property, you will have to take immediate action because the leaking roof may lead to other issues that can harm the property and cause damage to your property.

So, now you know how to care for your flat roof, all that you need to do is to know where to find the best one to have installed in your house. You will be glad you did after you see your beautiful house looking like new in no time at all.

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nickgerlich · 5 years

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Let’s Go To The Mall

It is no secret that shopping malls are in trouble. With Sears closing the majority of its stores, Macy’s and JC Penney on the edge of extinction, and countless small retail chains shutting all or most of their stores, it is leaving that icon of American retail—the shopping mall—in trouble.

And while most malls are not about to go away any time soon, there is a growing problem at nearly all of them: too many empty spaces. With most malls coming in at between 1,000,000 and 1,500,000 square feet, there is a lot of physical space to fill. Worse yet, mall owners depend on rents to pay their mortgage and overhead.

So what’s a mall to do? You can’t conceal the growing number of vacancies for very long, because people will notice the temporary coverings and the dim lights. If it looks like a ghost town, it probably is.

A small but growing number of malls, though, is trying to attract a different type of clientele, one that brings steady foot traffic throughout the week. Given the aging of the American population, this idea actually makes some sense, even if it is a bit out of place. Don’t be surprised if you see doctors’ offices the next time you go to the mall.

Now to know me is to also know that I rarely ever go to Westgate Mall in Amarillo. It’s no big secret. About the only time you will ever see me there is if I am trying to scoop up a few Christmas gifts, or need some more pants for work. That’s it. The whole place could blow away for all I care. I would much rather shop online whenever possible.

Which is another way of saying that I may be part of the problem, instead of the solution.

But on those few and far between trips to malls in Amarillo or elsewhere, I have noticed desperation taking hold. Mall owners are increasingly willing to take on almost any new tenant, and more times than not, they are service providers, not retailers.

Think about how many of the following you have seen in a mall—any mall: kids play area, shoe repair, gym or health club, nail salon, book repair shop, tattoo parlor, real estate, facial bar, insurance agent, bridal and tuxedo rental, eyebrow art, CBD shop, cell phone providers, barbershop, martial arts studio.

I could go on, but I’m sure you get my point: malls are becoming a lot less about retail, and a lot more about service-focused businesses. It also makes malls exceptionally vulnerable, because unless there is still enough foot traffic, everyone—retailers and service providers alike—will be pushed closer to bankruptcy.

As for the doctors’ offices, these might provide a little hope, but it’s still a stretch. The assumption (and hope) is that people visiting their doctor will also get a bite to eat or go shopping. Furthermore, mall owners hope that the doctors and their staff will spend money there. But that is still all just wishful thinking. All I know is that, when I have to visit my doctor, I get out of there as quickly as I can.

Here’s another thing: What kind of people typically visit a doctor’s office? Right. Sick people. Are these the kind of people you want to invite to the mall? Heck, if anything, mingling sick people among the healthy could actually help generate more business for the doctors than the retailers. I don’t know. It’s just me thinking.

All of which should make mall owners very nervous. It doesn’t matter whether you are leasing empty space to a doctor or to a CBD dealer, the mall was never made for that kind of activity. It was made primarily for selling clothing, accessories, and jewelry.

I think I’ll just keep clicking what I’m clicking. Maybe when I’m old I will return to the mall, but only because it offers an amazing indoor walking circuit. I doubt there will be anyone else there other than the rest of my cronies, until we are as extinct as the stores that were once there.

Dr “Mall Shook Up” Gerlich

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#marketing #malls #shopping #retail

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