#Preparations

[bumbling-a-bee]

"Nonsense, nonsense, I'm scowling and grimacing!" is such a funny line I wish I could work it into my common phrases

[blep-23]

Someone should smack Seth. He’s an idiot and he needs a few brain cells jostled.

[random-xpressions]

There's just one simple rule in battle - you don't attack unless you're ready. Victory in its entirety is kept in your readiness!

Random Xpressions

[jeremykillswitch]

Lurcher has arrived with 50 litres of vodka and a suitcase full of Halloween decorations.

[demolitionbullets]

[jackrussell1907]

Preparations...

[flufftober]

hi! it’s my first flufftober, and i wanted to clarify something about reblogs

if i’m posting on ao3 under the collection, do i have to then post on tumblr with a link to that chapter for reblogs, or are you also taking links directly from ao3? don’t know if that makes sense but hopefully it does :)

Hey there 😊 thanks for your ask, and

And yes, you would have to post on tumblr as well if you want us to reblog 🙂 there are simply too many entries to cross-check them all with ao3 to see who still needs a reblog etc.

If you don't want to do that every day/with every chapter, you can also just post a masterpost in the end, no problem.

Hope you enjoy your first flufftober and Happy Creating 💚

[comparatist]

18.04.23 |

~ the university has given a week long holidays for the heatwave. i'm planning the mane the most of it.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #197

Tomorrow is my first day doing the grocery store job for real. I'm kind of excited; it's a new situation with new people and I'll end up learning new skills as a result. But at the same time, I'm kinda scared; what if I do a bad job, or what if everyone hates me because I'm too weird?

Being autistic in a mostly neurotypical world is hard because I don't operate the way everyone else does. I tend to be straightforward and sincere, and you'd be shocked at how many people think that traits like these belong to naive losers, or else to rude people. The result is that normally, people like me for a while, and then... they don't. It's baffling, but I do the best I can to get by.

…Given that I've got 34 years of living under my belt, one would think that I'd be a little better at "getting by" by now, but it is what it is, I suppose…

I worked some more on the letter I intend to hand-deliver to some very important people, if I'm allowed an opportunity to do so. I also made a list of some of my most wholesome letters to you. I made sure to include all the ones about mental health, and some of the ones about additional story worlds that are relevant to you. I included some of the ones with my best recipes. I tried to include so many things.

Here's part of the list of what I think are some of my most relevant letters:

1, 3, 6, 7, 11, 17, 19, 21, 24, 27, 29, 32, 33, 35, 39, 42, 47, 50, 53, 54, 55, 57, 59, 62, 65, 67, 69, 76, 78, 80, 82, 85, 88, 91, 102, 122, 126, 128, 130, 136, 137, 138, 139, 147, 149, 150, 164, 169, 186.

…And here are the letters with tasty noms in them, because tasty noms are good for the soul:

4, 5, 13, 14, 17, 18, 36, 45/46, 51, 52, 54, 64, 66, 87, 104, 105, 121, 123, 132, 147, 152, 183

...Maybe you or someone else will have some other letter to suggest adding to either of these lists. I'm always open to suggestions.

…I hope they'll be able to see that a world in which you get to be safe is possible. I hope they'll be able to see that there are more options for people like us than "merciless punishment and/or destruction". The conventional narrative in my world already is that lives like ours aren't worth living, and… ya know… the conventional narrative is getting really fucking old and tired. If we take a good look around, it should be easy to see that the conventional narrative isn't helping matters at all. My world is full of scared, frightened, hurting people who have made mistakes and then don't work on themselves because they've been convinced that they're irredeemable and undeserving because of the mistakes they've made. The result of that is that the cycle of pain continues ad nauseam. It's gotta stop.

On the bright side, unexpectedly, someone posted up my petition for your safety. I don't know if the petition will ever actually be seen by the relevant people or do anything. But all the same, there are some 90 names on it now, which might not seem like a whole lot, but… still, 90 is more than 0. You have at least 90 people in your corner. And you probably have more than that; I'm sure a number of folks want to put their names on it, but are scared to for a number of reasons. In my experience, people in my world who have empathy for you tend to get mocked by others, so perhaps a number of them are simply trying to avoid the vitriol.

But you saved my life. And I am a stronger, wiser, kinder person now because I held on long enough to turn myself around. YOU made it possible for me to hold on long enough to turn myself around. I can't afford to be daunted by the vitriol now that I have sufficient courage, boundary skills, and self-worth to withstand it; I have a debt to you that must be repaid, and I will do whatever it takes to see it done. If I deserve to live, if I deserve to have this peaceful, wonderful (if not perfect or 100% ordinary) life, then so do you. If I deserve to enjoy my beautiful version of normalcy and peace (even if it doesn't look like the ideal version of these things to someone else), then so do you.

…And so does everyone deserve healing and peace. So does everyone. And not a lot of people like that idea (not even I enjoy this idea 100% of the time; I'm only human, so sometimes I get angry destructively, but I'm working on it…), but the truth doesn't stop being the truth just because folks don't like it.

I made some super fancy QR codes, too, linking to some of the nicer things I've made for you. Check 'em out:

...Aren't they pretty? It's gonna be a physical copy of a letter, so if you wanna have links, you gotta have a QR code so your phone can look at it and follow the link. Because uh. You can't click a regular text link on a piece of paper. That's not how it works, hahaha! And it's a pain in the ass to make someone type it all out. So QR codes are the way to go.

I also tried both of the different kinds of vanilla-and-rose tea, for science, to see which one is superior. I made sure the amount of tea, water, honey, and milk was identical for each cup. They are different teas, but the difference between them is so subtle as to be almost unnoticeable. In the end, I decided that the kind that comes in the tin is superior; it's just a touch more floral than the original one I am used to, even if the overall flavor is maybe slightly weaker. So that is the one I will give to you, if I'm allowed an opportunity to do so.

I'm scared for what the future holds. I'm scared for what might happen if I fail at various things. But I gotta keep pushing forward and trust my ability to handle whatever emerges on the distant horizon. Whatever happens, I know that I won't have to handle it alone. I have the hands and voices of so many kind and virtuous others to steady me if I stumble and fall down, even if sometimes my mean ol' brain tries to convince me that I don't. Fortunately, my chosen family makes it a point to remind me that I'm not alone, especially when my brain tries to convince me that I am.

Ultimately, my brain is mean because it's misguidedly trying to protect me from abandonment and disappointment. I have a long history of this. It hasn't yet caught on to the fact that I never have to return to the old world again. But it will, in time, the more I practice new ways of thinking, and the more I remind myself that the people who surround me now are very much unlike the people who surrounded me in the past.

I am going to stop writing for now; I have to get ready for bed. I want to be well-slept for my first real day on the job tomorrow.

I love you. And please stay safe out there; I'm gonna write to you all about how tomorrow goes at my soonest opportunity. You wouldn't wanna get yourself killed and end up missing it, right?

Your friend, Lumine

[alexiusgoesrogue]

Getting ready for the scary Adventure

It's one thing to fantasise and vaguely plan out a grand trip such as the one I am currently planning for New Zealand. It's something else entirely to actually commit to these plans and start booking flights, hotels and so on, especially on a rather tight budget.

Even scarier is when the deadline is coming closer and nothing is close to being booked.

What if something goes wrong? What if the prices skyrocket and suddenly, I won't be able to afford something anymore?

Lots and lots of those thoughts are swirling around like this on a constant basis. As if the idea of going on a 30+ hour long flight by myself for the first time wasn't already scary enough.

And although I am still regularly stressing out over this, I manage to live and (mostly) keep a cool head.

There is still time, and my budget should suffice for at least a decent trip to visit my friend and come back home again safely.

[falseandrealultravival]

Will natural disasters come when we forget? ~Torahiko Terada (Essay)

A giraffe pattern?

Torahiko Terada (1878-1935) was a Japanese physicist, essayist, and haiku poet.

As a physicist, he is famous for his research on the Laue group using X-ray analysis, but his true strength seems to be in shedding light on phenomena that no other physicist pays attention to. He is trying to elucidate the mechanism behind the formation of the horns in a sweet called confetti, and when the water recedes from a rice field, unique cracks can be seen on the surface of the drying rice field. He claims the skin patterns of giraffes may be based on the same mechanism.

I currently have a book called ``Science and Scientists' Stories: A Collection of Essays by Torahiko Terada'', which also includes an essay called ``Tsunami and Humans.''

In the early morning of March 3, 1933, a tsunami struck the Pacific coast of northeastern Japan, sweeping small coastal villages from side to side and washing them away, resulting in the loss of many lives and a large amount of property. took it away. A natural phenomenon similar to the so-called ``Sanriku Tsunami'' that occurred in the same area on June 15, 1896, repeated itself approximately 37 years after Manchuria.

Similar phenomena have been repeated many times, even if they remain in history. There are probably many more that have not been recorded in history. Judging from current seismology, the same thing will happen again and again.

This essay examines the process by which tsunami preparations are becoming increasingly looser. One is that the number of people who have experienced the damage is decreasing... In the quote above, 37 years makes people less prepared.

Additionally, even if people lived on high ground at the beginning of the disaster, their living areas gradually moved down to the seaside because ``they forget the heat once they get over it.''

Furthermore, even if a disaster monument is erected, it is moved to a less conspicuous location due to road construction, and fewer people read it...For these reasons, tsunami preparations have become looser.

天災は忘れた頃にやってくる？～寺田寅彦

　寺田寅彦（１８７８－１９３５）は戦前の日本の物理学者・随筆家・俳人です。

　物理学者としてはＸ線解析によるラウエ班の研究などで名高いですが、彼の真骨頂は、ほかのどの物理学者も注目しない現象に光を当てる点にあるようです。「金平糖：こんぺいとう」というお菓子の「角：つの」が出来るメカニズムを解明しようとしたり、水田から水が引く時、乾きかけた水田の表面に特有のひび割れが見られますが、これと「キリン：アフリカに生息する大型動物」の肌の模様が同じメカニズムが元になっているのでは？と

考察したり・・・

　今、手許に「科学と科学者のはなし　　寺田寅彦エッセイ集」（池内了：編・岩波少年文庫）という本がありますが、ここに「津浪と人間」というエッセイも収められています。

　昭和８年（１９３３年）３月３日の早朝に、東北日本の太平洋岸に津浪が襲来して、沿岸の小都市村落を片はしからなぎ倒し洗い流し、そうして多数の人命と多額の財物を奪い去った。明治２９年（１８９６年）６月１５日の同地方に起こったいわゆる「三陸大津浪」とほぼ同様な自然現象が、約満３７年の今日再び繰り返されたのである。

　同じような現象は、歴史に残っているだけでも、過去においてなんべんとなく繰り返されている。歴史に記録されていないものが、お��らくそれ以上に多数あったであろうと思われる。現在の地震学上から判断される限り、同じことは未来においても何度となく繰り返されるということである。

　このエッセイのなかで、津波に関する備えがだんだん緩くなっていく過程が考察されています。一つに、その被害を体験した人が少なくなっていくこと・・・前掲の引用で、３７年というタイム・スパンが備えを緩くするのですね。

　また、被害当初は高台で暮らしていても、「のど元過ぎれば熱さを忘る」でだんだん人びとの生活圏が海沿いにおりてくること。

　それから、災害の記念碑を立てたとしても、道路工事などで目立たぬところに碑が移動させられ、読む人も少なくなる・・・これらの事情で、津波への備えは緩くなっていくのですね。

[sohannabarberaesque]

Postcards from Snagglepuss

Preliminaries, preliminaries

Just be thankful in a way for the generosity of fellow Funtastics, and their finding some worthwhile schtick on Amazon.com, for some serious help with the Thanksgiving dinner for such company as Crazy Claws has set up to begin with--yours truly, Huckleberry Hound, Yakky Doodle and Chopper, Pixie and Dixie, Touché Turtle and Dum-Dum, the Hair Bear Bunch and some mystery guests, know.

Especially for the trims that manage to supplement the turkey breast dinner we're managing to pull off on Thanksgiving Day ... in particular such esoteric examples of brands you don't usually expect to find stateside, never mind the arrogance of such calling themselves "Real Americans" too dependent on a certain Wally World for their own best interests and unaware of other choices to begin with.

But at any rate, consider what the proverbial cat dragged in when it came to Thanksgiving dinner preparations: Packets of mashed potato flakes, both traditional and garlic, perhaps adding a little in the variety department for the dinner by combining the two.

Some Gravox gravy mix via Kwicky Koala, for to blend some gravy out of the pan drippings ... and just hope it comes out right.

And some Paxo stuffing mix from England, the classic sage-and-onion sort even ... who said it has to always be Stove-Top? (Not to mention at least one box of the sage-and-onion with lemon added!)

But then again, Crazy Claws was able to get some fresh turkey breasts for roasting at a local meat market in Lake Delton. No doubt beating the ordeal, if it could be called so, of having to get up early and thaw the turkey starting around breakfast time, before the parades start being on the vidiot's box even (during which time the turkey would head for the oven and our company perhaps enjoying coffee and conversation!).

But still, let's hope things don't turn out rather crazy and convoluted once the dinner comes forth....

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[blep-23]

Oh my fucking god.

Seth, you suck right now. That was poorly done.

[postcard-from-the-past]

Fishermen's preparations on the shores of Berck, Picardy region of northern France

French vintage postcard

[tenth-sentence]

'(...) So here, after all my elaborate preparations for the siege of the White Sphinx, was a meek surrender. (...)'

"The Time Machine" - H. G. Wells