#bath comedy festival

[tragedy-of-commons]

a deciduous thing.

scarecrow!boothill x gn!farmer!reader.

summary: Never in your life did you think that your peaceful day-to-day would grind to a halt after one of your scarecrows comes to life. Apparently, his name is Boothill, and he's insistent on making your life 10x harder than it has to be.

contains: modern au, comedy/crack with surreal elements, setting is heavily implied to be american (sorry), reader has depth, possibly inaccurate depictions of farming but i tried my best, country and southern things™, autumn hijinks

word count: 4.5k

taglist: @flower-yi, @moineauz, @aphrodict, @nomazee, @singularity-sam, @harque, @thestarswhisper, @wystiix, @mikashisus, @tetrachrxmacy, @mitsvriii, @akutasoda

notes: written for the @/stellaronhvnters stellaween fest. my chosen prompt was scarecrow! ao3 link here 🎃

The first time you see him, it’s a crisp October morning.

Thank the stars it’s overcast today - the fall weather is just settling in, so of course it’s still hot, but nothing like the suffocating humidity you’re normally used to. Besides that, work is work; meaning that you have to get up just before dawn to go about putting a dent in your endless list of chores. 

The pleasant breeze tickles your nose and the forearms flexed under your rolled up sleeves, aiding you in your endeavor of feeding and tending to the livestock. The hens cluck passively as they allow you to take their eggs inside, the cows and goats don’t fuss at all when you milk them, and to your surprise, baths also go well (despite how you’re covered in suds after). To have such an easy morning is rare, but you simply chalk it up to the arrival of autumn. 

Ma used to say that fall is lucky, as it signals the start of renewal. You aren’t superstitious by any means, but the sentiment has always stuck with you, engraved in fond memories of stumbling around on your chubby legs through rows of sweet potatoes and watching the colorful leaves hit the ground, balanced on some distant relative’s hip. 

Yes, today is gonna be lucky.

The sun hasn’t yet reached the middle of the sky when you drag yourself to the pumpkin patch. Normally you’d wait another day or two until the weather is sunny to harvest the rotund globes of orange, but you’re already cutting it close; Halloween is gonna be here before you know it, and you don’t want the fruit to overripen or become too bleached by the elements. Moreover, you’d like to give away a pumpkin or two to the neighbors.

Every year, it’s the same tradition. Miss Kafka and little (not so much anymore) Silver Wolf down the road have been your only companions since the farm became your sole responsibility. When the season for ghouls and ghosts is upon your little rural town, you help them hoist up gaudy decorations to show off on their lawn, politely shoving a pumpkin or three into their arms, your own addition to their festive display.

According to them, often over sheets of newspaper as you three carve crude jack-o-lanterns with switchblades, your crops can’t be beat. Not by any chain market or grocery store standards, anyhow. You take pride in that; Pa always made you promise him to never overuse pesticides or sacrifice quality by automating the harvesting process - which you honor - even if you sometimes daydream about combine-harvesters and a few other dozen gadgets to make your life easier.

The patch in question is still green and healthy, boasting vibrant fruit by the dozen. The white and orange pumpkins mesh together in a patchwork display of sunset and beige, thick vines acting as their binding agent. You’ve grown fond of the sight, despite the monotony of almost-but-not-quite tripping over each crop bigger than your leather boots. Wiping the minimal sweat from your brow, you bump open the wooden gate with your hip, glove-clad and toting around your giant pruners.

They’re a bit on the heavier side, but you found them on the side of the road for free, fixing the rust issue with a bit of vinegar and baking soda - there’s no way you’re not gonna get your use out of them. Ambling over to the first row of pumpkins, you squat down, feeling the dirt and grass cushion your knees.

The first few you inspect still look pretty good. Firm rind, no blemishes or rot, plump and tough. You decide that those’ll be the ones you give away - they’ll make fine jack-o-lanterns, having plenty of surface area to plunge a knife across, creating spooky faces that’ll scare any miscreant egg-throwing hooligans away. Well, that’s your take on things. Maybe you’re just getting too old for mischief.

The next row is even more promising, housing the largest pumpkin you’ve ever seen. You’ve been monitoring its growth for the past few weeks, sure, but it seems to have bloated overnight - to the size of two human heads! You’re still skeptical, though. If a pumpkin gets this big, this fast, there’s more room for parasites, and it could also hint at some internal mushiness that’ll make it decompose quicker. 

But here’s where your ace comes into play: the test.

You ball your hand up into a fist, knocking on the big boy with just enough force. To your surprise (and subdued delight), the resounding noise is hollow - you’d almost describe it as baritone. Even better, it withstood the force with a firmness indicating that of a healthy pumpkin! Today really is lucky, you muse, readying your pruners.

Wrestling yourself over the row, knees on either side of your pumpkin of choice, careful not to damage the fruit - you eyeball about five or six inches of stem, beginning to hack away at the vine diligently. It doesn’t take long before you free the product of your labor from its brethren, victorious.

…it’s, uh, heavier than you anticipated. Lifting it up into your arms immediately, you grunt, quickly discarding your glorified scissors onto the ground for stability. At least these days you don’t make the mistake of picking up the fruit by the stem, as tempting as that is - you learned the hard way as a tween when the patch was a new feature, your first home-grown pumpkin breaking under your mistake of yanking it up so carelessly. Ma had laughed right in your face, the traitor.

You stand there for a moment, straining, electing on what to do next. You could check on the rest of the patch after you get this big boy inside. You don’t want it to spoil too quickly off the vine. After a moment, you reckon that storing it in the drier part of your pantry, perfectly mild and unheated, should do the trick. Yeah, that’ll work just fine until you can take the time to carve your one obligatory jack-o-lantern out of this behemoth.

Alright, it’s settled. You pivot on your heel, ready to make the arduous trek back the house--

And that’s when you hear it.

Your reaction is delayed as you process what you’re hearing. It sounds like distant cursing or something close to it - a coarse voice shouting in rage. It reminds you of those aggravated drunkards that populate the only shitty bar in town, always riled up over some game of football or some argument with the Missus. 

Did a trespasser decide to test your patience today, coming onto your property and bombarding you with the same remarks you’ve always been leveled with? Why are you such a hermit? Why don’t you have any friends? When are you going to settle down and get married like the rest of us? When are you going to get over their deaths and move on?

Not today, nuh uh, no chance. Anger floods your core as you swivel around, searching for the source of your oncoming headache. They’re still yelling, so they can’t be that far. 

When your eyes land on the figure in the distance, your first reaction is confusion. The new scarecrow you’d put up a month or two ago in anticipation of harvest season seems to be writhing. Your first reasonable explanation is that a few vermin have burrowed inside of it, making themselves at home and jostling it around as they tunnel and scramble. 

That doesn’t explain the utterly human wails and the jerky, purposeful movements seizing its straw arms. You squint, heart rate picking up accordingly. It’s too far away to jump to any batshit crazy conclusions, you know that, but the intuition you were born with, the same instinct that’s saved your skin a hundred times before - is telling you that today might not be so lucky after all.

“The fuck,” you mutter, still cradling the humungous pumpkin in your arms.

You take a few steps closer, straightening up tall on your tiptoes. The scarecrow in question is stood right in the middle of the massive, adjoining field, a statue among the swaying of golden wheat. When it was time to replace the old scarecrow (it was torn to shreds by the talons of crows and other rodents), you’d invested in something cheap but durable, almost forgetting about its existence promptly after.

You’ve been faced by its back this entire time, but what happens next almost completely knocks you off your feet.

Its head snaps at a harsh angle, the left - almost a little too much to be human, but you dismiss that thought readily, sobered by the sound of the voice once more. Since you’ve gotten closer and have been taking small steps towards it subconsciously, you’re able to make out what it (he?) is saying.

“Dagnabbit! Hey, ya hear me? I know someone’s back there!” an exhausted huff followed by more futile struggling, “Y’know how fudgin’ rude it is to ignore yer fellow neighbor?”

Oh shit. Oh shit!

Without thinking, you drop everything - everything just so happening to encompass the pumpkin. It falls to the ground in slow motion, pretty much, and you barely hear the resulting Thonk! of it crashing to the ground and splattering all over your work duds, the bottom caving in despite how robust the thing was.

Your thoughts are a mess. Someone must have stolen your property, tied an unsuspecting man to the barren scarecrow post after, and then left him there as a cruel prank! Yeah, that makes way more sense. Did he just call you ‘neighbor’? People around these parts are familiar, but not that familiar; is it possible that this guy also lives down the road, but you’ve never bothered to introduce yourself? Is this his first impression of you?!

Swallowing, you dig your nails into your fists and pull yourself together. There’s never been a contingency plan put into place for a situation like this, but you’ll handle it somehow. You take one tentative step forward before launching into a sprint, almost slipping on the gooey innards of the pumpkin coating the ground, but you narrowly avoid it. You hop the fence with ease, landing in the wheat field with a thud.

“I’m comin’!” you yell, cupping one hand over the curve of your mouth, frantically surveying the area for a certain object. The man is about the same size as your (likely stolen) scarecrow, and with the force of his thrashing, whatever’s holding him there must be tough as nails. Thankfully, you find what you’re looking for - a hatchet.

Old Blade, Kafka’s friend, left it here a week ago. You asked her if she knew anybody that’d chop wood for cheap; you’ve been busy with other chores - and to be honest, lazy - so you were hoping to get someone else to do it. There were a few dead trees skirting the edge of your property, and firewood is always good to have, but you didn’t expect her to volunteer her pal’s services so readily.

Blade showed up with nothing more than a hatchet and a haunted expression that hinted at some clusterfuck of a story. Still, he was polite enough, drank your freshly squeezed lemonade, and cut down those trees faster than some kid with a chainsaw could. After he wrapped up, he left the miniature axe here. You’ve been putting off returning it for days.

Thank the stars you’re a procrastinator, you think, yanking it off the ground and testing its weight, already moving towards the flailing man again. You’ve got your own collection of tools in the shed, but making him wait any longer isn’t gonna help your case - he has half a mind to report you to the cops as an accomplice!

Finally, you reach him. The mysterious fella is donning the same thrown-together attire of the scarecrow, namely one of Pa’s old flannels and some spare trousers you found laying around weeks prior. Had the perpetrator of this crime really dressed him in these clothes?! He’s even wearing the same rustic cowboy hat, complete with a browning, frayed feather sticking out of its cap.

You round the post with a frenzied pulse, raising the blade in the air with a shaky grip on its handle, ready to cut him down from there--

“Whoa, whoa there!” he stammers frightfully as you tilt your chin up to get a better look at his face, “T-That’s a little unnecessary, don’tcha think?”

You freeze.

The man peers at you through a mane of black and white hair, facial features somewhat… faded? They look to be almost stitched on, lips and bulbous jaw littered with threadbare fuzz, his skin the same shade as a potato sack. Where his eyes are supposed to be, there are instead two X’s, accompanied by a scrawled-on fang hanging just below his mouth in toothy decoration. 

In other words: he looks exactly like the scarecrow you put up all that time ago. 

Before he speaks again, you spare a measured glance at his stretched out arms - the ones still bound to the post. They’re the same arms you remember attaching to the wooden stake, finding it weird that they were so human-like - the appendages even gave way to makeshift hands and fingers. You were surprised that the scarecrow was so detailed for its price, but you didn’t give it much thought beyond that. A steal is a steal.

But now? It’s come to life, and it’s talking to you!

“You’ve gotta be kidding,” you pale. 

He, no, it - tilts its head at you, hat sliding down just a smidge. “I’m not kiddin’. I’m Boothill.”

You don’t think twice before twirling the hatchet around and driving the blunt end of the handle straight into its too-large noggin.

It takes a moment to realize that you’re screaming, and that the… the fucking scarecrow has gone still. Can you even knock sentient dummies stuffed with straw unconscious? Are you hallucinating? Have you lost all of your marbles, slipped on them, and then fallen into a feverish coma? Is this a night terror? You have been drinking too much of that damn coffee--

Your chest heaves as you take a gigantic, gulping breath.

…then you drop your weapon, curse the heavens for ruining your perfect autumn morning, and then you scream some more.

So, things have not been going well.

Your autumn morning has turned into autumn afternoon, and your kitchen floor practically has a hole seared into it from your nonstop, neurotic pacing. It’s soothing - the only thing keeping your shot nerves at bay. Your feet ache, heeled boots grazing the raised surface of the brick over and over.

Think, think, think.

Well, that’s kinda hard to do when you had to bring him inside.

You stop in your tracks to stare at this ‘Boothill’. After he’d gone limp (and you assume comatose), you’d panicked for a little, thinking that you’d committed murder - before remembering that he is a scarecrow and that you have no qualms with ending a life anyway. Oops. You’d cut him down like you’d planned to, dragged him inside, and… sat him at your dining table.

When you freed him of his bindings, you were reminded of how light he was; despite seemingly gaining consciousness out of nowhere, he is still a scarecrow - traditionally composed of hay, leaves, rags, hell, whatever you can find. His breadth didn’t exactly make it effortless, but you hauled him to the house, up onto the porch, and right past the beaten up welcome mat. The manners ingrained in your mind from an early age stuck with you, so you welcomed the ‘guest’ to sit at the table.

But he - this thing - is not welcome! 

Boothill hasn’t, um… woken up yet. It’s been about three hours of playing the waiting game, and you don’t even know what you’re going to do when he does start to stir.

You’re not gonna call the authorities, that’s for sure; everyone in town except for a scant few already believe you to be off your rocker. Even if you did call them and they showed, what kind of media attention would follow? Paranormal investigators? Scientists? People with cameras and news trucks that’ll camp just outside your acre of land, trying to pester you with their questions? Absolutely not.

Deflating, you know what you have to do.

Would burying an inanimate object alive even work? Can you even use the symptom ‘alive’ to describe what’s going on with him? I mean, you could try putting him in the ground anyway. Your good shovel’s in the shed, and--

…and he really does look like a man from a distance. Boothill, a fitting name, if that’s what truly he calls himself, is keeled over the wood. He’s limp, but you suppose having no internal structural support will do that to you. Such an intricate, intentional design. It’s been a while since anyone’s visited, really, and a part of you maybe feels bad for whacking him earlier. 

God, is this what you’ve become? Soft?

Apparently so, because you don’t retrieve your trusty shovel just yet. Instead, you trudge over to your wall-mounted landline that you pray will pull through one more call. It was pristine white years ago, but now it’s yellowed and considered too ‘old school’ by the kids of today. Not like that hurts or anything. Definitely not.

You punch in the familiar number, gaze drifting back to Boothill. If he gets up, will he try to murder you? That remains to be seen, you suppose. He seemed pretty animated (if not a bit smart-mouthed) before you decided to temporarily ice him. Listening to the crackling static of the line ringing, you hold your breath and pray.

Pick up, pick up, pick up--

A juvenile, annoyed voice finally answers. “Hello? Geez, why are you calling us on this thing again?”

“Silver Wolf,” you sigh, relieved. “Is Kafka home? Can you put her on? And I told you, it’s ‘cause I don’t have her cell number. You can give it to me again later.”

You’re honestly surprised that anybody is home at all. That family of sorts (which sometimes includes that Old Blade) is on the road traveling most of the year. The house you’re calling right now is just one of their many vacation homes around the world, left vacant for several months out of the year. But then again, maybe it’s not all that surprising… they’re usually home for Halloween. Usually.

You can almost hear her wrinkled nose and sour face. “You sound sweaty. But yeah, she just got back from shopping. I’ll get her, one sec.”

Kids these days never mince their words, huh.

The familiar muffled shouting and shuffling of her passing the phone to someone reaches your ears. You tap your foot, attempting to gather your thoughts. How are you going to explain this without sounding crazy? You come up blank, twirling the wire cord idly with your index finger.

“Hey,” Kafka greets, dulcet as usual, “something the matter over there? You never call this early.”

Ugh, if she only knew the half of it. You swallow, uncharacteristically anxious.

“Hypothetically, if one of your scarecrows came to life, what would you do?”

Silence. Actual tumble-weed blowing, deserted ghost town silence. Does she know? She has to know, right? You’ve never been particularly good at hiding things, and you swear that woman can read anybody like an open book, even if their pages are clumped together with superglue. The longer no one speaks, the worse you feel.

Finally, Kafka gives her verdict. “Hm. If it were me, I’d try to have a conversation with it.”

“You’d do what with it?” you ask, incredulous.

She chuckles, the noise broken up by the poor connection. Despite how she always catches you off guard, you certainly didn’t expect an answer like that. If anything, you expected her to encourage you to torch the thing and not look back - by the same token, she isn’t outright dismissing your ridiculous notion either.

“It’s not everyday you get to talk with a living scarecrow,” she hums. “I wonder what stories they’d have to share. Maybe we’d even become good friends, you never know. Does that answer your little riddle?”

Well, you tried.

“Uh, yeah. Sorry for springing that on you,” your grip tightens on the receiver. “Tell sweet Mx. Firefly I said hello, ‘kay?”

“I’ll be sure to do that.”

Before you can start the ‘I’ll let you go’ formalities, you hear rustling. Your head snaps back up from the floor that you took an acute interest in staring at, panicked. Boothill is moving - well, trying to, by the looks of it. He sluggishly picks his head up, and you’re met with that stitched expression once more. How can he see? Should you even question it at this point?

You hang up hastily, nearly cracking the artifact of a landline in the process.

“Uh,” you stand there, dumb. “Does your head hurt?”

Right after the words leave your mouth, the regret and embarrassment settle in nicely. Of course it doesn’t hurt! He probably can’t even feel pain--

Boothill then suddenly springs out of his seat, making your hackles raise on instinct. You don’t know what he’s trying to pull, so you stiffen. 

“Nope, I’m right as rain,” he says, stretching his arms above his head, like he’s emulating an aerobics instructor. There are no sounds of joints popping from prolonged slumber, reminding you that he’s still entirely inhuman. 

He continues, oblivious to your plight. “You scared the fudge outta me with that hatchet, though. I reckon you thought I meant you harm?” A pause. “S’nice in here. You got AC?”

He surveys your kitchen, curious and looming. Something about it rubs you the wrong way - he’s acting so familiar despite you 1) knocking him out (debatable), and 2) not knowing you at all. Well, he certainly fits in around these parts. Clearing your throat and watching him with narrowed eyes, you formulate a response and motion with your hand for him to sit again.

“Just…” you pinch the bridge of your nose and walk over to the opposite side of the table, never turning your back to him completely. “Sit down. Don’t try anything.”

Boothill complies with a halfhearted shrug. You follow suit, now staring him down at the opposite end. How do you start, and with what? You’ve never been great at talking to people, not that it bothers you.

Well, he’s not really a person, so maybe it’ll work out in your favor.

“What are you? Do you remember how you got here?”

Good enough; the former’s answer will determine how self-aware (and by extension, dangerous) he is, while the latter’s might give you the slightest context on his supernatural circumstances. Baby steps, you remind yourself. Baby steps. You and him seem to be tackling this in stride. Good - the sooner you have this conversation, the sooner you can put this all behind you.

“Ah, well…” he scratches his head with a moth-eaten fingertip, “I can’t say I remember much. Also, I’m gonna choose to overlook that first question! I’m Boothill, and those birds were peckin’ the crap outta me. I woke up at sunrise, very confused, might I add - can’t say I’ve ever been on this farm before.”

You sigh. He isn’t gonna give you any clues whatsoever, huh. “Okay, well--” Boothill cuts you off, “Well is right. Not so fast, now. I haven’t even got your name yet! Someone who’ll run an axe through ya without hesitation must be of a different caliber for sure.”

Is that… admiration coloring his tone? Even though his disposition practically screams it in your face, he’s definitely a weird one. You spit out your name, hurrying through the introduction in favor of processing this information.

He’s articulate, and you don’t mean just verbally; he idles like a 1930s toon, bouncing and animated, brimming with life. He’s more of a mannequin than a scarecrow, as if made for the sole purpose of waking up all antsy and making it your problem. With all this in mind, you blurt out your first immediate thought:

“You need to leave.”

You don’t need this burden sitting across from you, so you tell him as much; some people would see that as cruel, but it’s more fair if anything. You have your small, tight-knit group of friends that you talk to sporadically, and you have your farm. That’s it.

Boothill deflates, bravado waning when you turn the tides. “Leave? Bud, where else would I go?”

…that’s true. He has nowhere to go, no memories, no social or life skills (probably), and you doubt anyone else will have a kinder reaction than you unless they’re plain stupid. You want to tell him to get lost in that same tone you use when someone encroaches too far on your lifestyle - it works wonders. If you get loud and unpleasant enough, it’ll send him packing, you’re sure of it.

So why aren’t you getting started? Why can’t you tell this too-human-non-human to just scat already?

“I got nobody,” he hums, all too casual for the implications of those words. “Unless you count those crows that seemed more interested in havin’ me for lunch.”

He has nobody. 

This guy you barely know whatsoever doesn’t have a Kafka or a Silver Wolf. He doesn’t have any memories of makeshift tire swings and underage driving; he doesn’t have any souvenirs of late parents and old flames. He doesn’t have anything. The world is bound to chew him up and spit him out (if he even gets that chance).

Boothill reclines against the dark wood of his seat rest, as if permanently cementing his spot there. His features are a bit hard to read, but the material of his face crinkles, at odds with the strain of his smile. 

Damn this stupid, traitorous heart of yours.

“Boothill,” you hate how your house voice softens, “Can you work? If you’re going to… remain here, only for the time being, you’re gonna have to pull your weight.”

He laughs again, this time much more human. If you cared more, you’d call him out on his palpable relief.

“Guess I’ll learn, huh?” he flicks the brim of his hat. Then, surprising you once more, he hunches over, stomach pressed flush against the table.

“What--”

Boothill uses this new position as leverage to outstretch his arm to you, and by extension, his hand. His open palm, also inlaid with crude stitching, barely reaches your wary form. 

Swallowing your hesitance, you don’t leave him hanging too long. You wrap your hand around his own, fiber of his beaten up flannel (or maybe that’s just him) tickling your skin. He’s warm. 

Boothill shakes your hand firmly.

“Thank ya kindly.”

You pull away first as he returns to taking up his own space. God, what have you gotten yourself into?

“Just… whatever.”

As late afternoon arrives, you go about stress-cooking up a big meal to get your mind off of your neglected chores and this entire nightmare at hand. It’s extremely hard to ignore Boothill, though, especially when he can be compared to a lost puppy in terms of his curiosity.

(He also tries to sample some of your cooking. It does not work, on account of him not having a tongue. Or real teeth. Or a stomach. Or a digestive tract.)

It’s going to be a bumpy road ahead. You sigh.

[bluelocksource]

Karasu Tabito’s trivia (source: twt & Egoist Bible 1 & 2).

"You'll receive a delicious attack, you average guys."

☆ Character's colour: Dark blue.

☆ Weapons:

Keep (keep the ball from opponent), feint technique, and handwork (using hand or arm to block the opponent / to keep the distance from the opponent / to secure the play area). (EB1) Analytical skills and handwork. (EB2)

☆ Nicknames: ‘Assassin’ and ‘Analyst’.

☆ Birthday: 15th August. (Obon festival)

☆ Current age: 18 (3rd year of high school)

☆ Zodiac: Leo.

☆ Birthplace: Osaka Prefecture.

☆ Family: Grandmother. Mother. Father. Older sister. Himself.

☆ Current height: 183 cm.

☆ Dominant foot: Right foot.

☆ Blood type: A.

☆ Starts playing football: At age 4.

☆ Team before joining BLUE LOCK: Bambi Osaka Youth (same team as Hiori) .

☆ Motto: "Never lose your intelligence and your curiosity!"

☆ Favorite food/drink: Kelp tea (kombucha). “It calms me.”

☆ Disliked food: Salmon roe. “The texture and fishy smell are unusual. It’s like eating a monster cells.”

☆ Favorite animal: Hawks. “I heard it has good sense in hunting." “Those sharp eyes and claws are marvelous.”

☆ Favorite season: Autumn. "I like the feeling of solitude."

☆ Favorite football player: Ruud van Nistelrooy.

☆ Favorite song: “FLY” by GRAPEVINE.

☆ Favorite manga: GANTZ “The Osaka version. It’s just too awesome.”

☆ Favorite movie: “It’s a foreign movie, ‘Westworld’.”

☆ Favorite TV show: Documental (a comedy documentary program)

☆ Ideal type: Smart and strong woman.

☆ Hobby: Observing, analyzing, and assessing people.

☆ Fixation: Voice/way of speaking. "I feel unusually aroused whenever I sense intelligence from the way a person speaks."

☆ Mushroom shoots vs Bamboo shoots: “Bamboo shoots. It’s pretty common but honestly, bamboo shoots.”

☆ What goes best with rice : Kimchi. “It’s good no matter how many times you eat it.”

☆ What makes him happy: To be left alone. “I want to live as I please, die as I please.”

☆ What makes him upset: Surprise presents. “It’s impossible to be happy in a forced atmosphere. I kind of feel bad.”

☆ What he thinks his strength is: Rational, calm, and determined.

☆ What he thinks his weakness is: He can't be kind to ordinary people. “I need to fix that.”

☆ Favorite/Best subject: Modern literature, Chemistry, and World History.

☆ Dislike/weak subject: Swimming. “I’m scared of water.”

☆ What made him cry recently: “Not gonna tell ya, idiot.”

☆ Usual sleeping time: 6.5 hours.

☆ Place he washes first when taking a bath: Hair. “My hair's too stiff from all the hair wax.”

☆ Number of chocolates received from previous Valentine: 6. “They’re definitely messing with me. I keep receiving bonbon whiskey.” (bonbon whiskey: chocolate confectionary that contains whiskey.)

☆ At what age he experiences first love: At age 8. “Marisa was the cutest girl in class. And then there’s ordinary me...”

☆ The first time he got confessed to: “Marisa confessed to me on elementary school graduation day ceremony. But since I’ll be playing soccer at a faraway middle school, I turned her down. Something like that. Nothing out of ordinary."

☆ What will he do if received 100 million yen: Invest in index funds.

☆ At what age he stops receiving presents from Santa: "Around 10 years old. I stopped because I want to be considerate of my parents."

☆ What was his last wish from Santa: PS4 & Winning Eleven.

☆ What will he do during his last day on Earth: “To be with someone important to me. If such a day comes, it’s being ordinary good enough for me.”

☆ Favorite historical figure: "Zhuge Liang. The strongest strategist in history. I really like him."

☆ If he hadn't encountered soccer, what will he be doing: "I’d want to be a management consultant. I want to help ordinary people become extraordinary."

☆ If he could only take one thing to a deserted island, what would it be:  "I wouldn’t need anything. Surviving there would be great. The greatest ability of humans is "adaptation" to their environment."

☆ If he had a time machine, would he go to the past or the future: The past. "I want to know the truths of the struggles and glories of those who came before me and use that as my nourishment."

Last updated: 1/11/2024

* The crossed words are the changes made from twitter’s answer to the answer from Egoist Bible.

note: i want to apologize in advance for any mistake made in the translation!

[italktoomuchxd]

For a person whose childhood passed with waiting for my father to come home, I can say it was like a festival when John Price finally came home to his missus and his football team worth of children.

The children take a bath from last night, the house is all clean and tidy, his favorite food is on the table, everything waiting for him to finally come home.

When he knocks on the door? Everyone stands by the door to get their hugs and gifts... mostly gifts from where he went like if it’s Syria he comes with a box of halva or if it’s Afghanistan a little trinket for everyone.

After dinner, all the family members went to the living room to watch some TV... well not for long... he was already tired, he probably fell asleep on the couch while the kids watched some comedy show on the TV...

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what i associate with | xikers

a/n: this is a repost and tbh i think i might do this for all the groups i write for🫶🏼

minjae • puzzles, four leaf clovers, abstract art, waking up at 3am, old maps, stargazing while sitting in the trunk of a car, eating ice cream, watching movie marathons, bold colors, soft covers, kissing your lover at sunrise, making music with random objects, eating home cooked meals, the first day of spring

junmin • crisp suits, laughter that lasts too long to be a normal laugh, just dance battles, random acts of service, chinese checkers, watching cherry blossoms fall, going to shopping malls, dancing while cleaning the house, sushi conveyor belt dates, going to the zoo, playing ball with dogs, watching classic disney movies

sumin • watercolors, rain, pretty hairstyles, dark chocolate, kissing your shoulders, late night swims, skylights, city nightlife, comfortably wrapped in many blankets while watching reality shows, drinking milk out of a wine glass, wearing sunglasses to every occasion, playing music from a gramophone

jinsik • going for boba dates, water gun fights, pillow forts, karaoke that goes on for hours, spontaneous parties, celebrating every little accomplishment, color-coordinated outfits, playing genshin until there’s no more resin and quests to finish, staying up late and pulling an all nighter

hyunwoo • laying in an empty field, snowball fights, playing the piano while singing to you, running in the rain and laughing at how drenched you both are, watching vintage james bond films, going shopping for flower bouquets, walking through bookstores, arcade nights that last longer than expected from “friends”, sleepovers, going to the zoo to solely watch sharks

junghoon • dance dance revolution, watching tangled in the middle of the night, road trips to the nearest beach, nerves before competitions, classical concerts and seeing orchestras, slow dancing with your lover in an empty parking lot at night, spilling coffee on his shirt and giggling about it, dad jokes all the time, wanting to leave the party early to relax in bed, hot cocoa, stacks of books that have yet to be finished

seeun • teasing others out of love, going out for boba at noon and coffee at night, tripping over shoelaces, making comedy, watching the powerpuff girls, going to concerts, lego sets, evergreen trees, christmas lights that go on for miles, festival cotton candy, strawberry lemonade, waffle cone ice cream, relaxing baths after long days

yujun • watching cheesy romance shows, swimming when no one is there, buffets at expensive hotels, rewatching harry potter out of boredom, working out when no one is around except for friends, playing monopoly competitively, karaoke while drinking chocolate milk

hunter • teaching you how to make traditional thai dishes, going shopping together, picking flowers, iced coffees even in winter, afternoon tea, classical music, playing, silk pillowcases, go karting, playing video games until dinnertime, going for long walks, golfing in posh suits, m&m yogurt

yechan • laser tag, classic iced coke with ramen, playing many instruments for fun, watching detective shows, concerts in the shower, relaxing jazz, warm chai tea, falling leaves, beach balls, melting ice cream, silent giggles in a very serious situation, ferris wheel rides, chocolate dipped strawberries

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Lenaia Stuff(?)

Reposting this because I A. realized that the calendar I was using was one that started on a Monday instead of a Sunday, and thus my days were all messed up, and B. removed a link by an individual who is in the circle of sannion.

Hello all! So, Lenaia starts in 4 days (22nd-29th), and I have a few different plans for both myself personally, and for this blog in general!

Starting with the blog:

I'll be offering (free) prayer commissions for the duration of Lenaia! Essentially, if you've found yourself wishing I would write a prayer about your deity, or if you have a specific intention you want a prayer for, or if there's an epithet or a take on an epithet that you wish I would cover, please pop in my asks and give me a request! I'll be covering them for all of Lenaia, with the sole exception of Monday, as I have a major test on that day. TL;DR: if you want me to write prayers, this is the time to ask!

My personal plans are below (they're long and detailed, fair warning):

Another warning, if you're sober or not of legal drinking age, then some of my plans will be inaccessible, and I would recommend using grape juice or clean water (or nonalcoholic wine, if you want) as a replacement. Also, throughout the festival, I'll be doing this challenge put out by @thegodwhocums about a month(?) ago or so? My mental health wasn't up for it when I first saw it, but with an already-planned week of special activities to Dionysos ahead of me, I figure there's no better time to do it!

And if you have any questions, please don't be afraid to ask me - I love sharing information and talking with others like nothing else :)

Pre-Lenaia (21st): Sundays are usually my night for performing my "big religious duties", as in making khernips and consecrating wine. I'll still stick to that, but hold off some things for the rest of the week.

January 22nd: Will have my big test today, so it'll likely be simple, with the Orphic Hymn to Dionysos in the morning (shortened after as the OHD), followed by a frantic plea to Athena for wisdom. After the test, I will go out to eat with friends, and will dedicate my drink to Dionysos by praying and waiting for a period of time before drinking it. In the evening, libation of wine to Athena for gratitude, and simple evening prayers (my brain will be soup by then lol).

January 23rd: OHD for the morning, with a libation of water. In the afternoon, I'll go out with another friend, and do some shopping at a local metaphysical store for certain offerings for Dionysos, specifically raw incense (like frankincense), dried lavender, and barley (historically accurate offering). Will end the night with simple prayers and libations of water, since Wednesdays are busy and early days for me, so I don't have a lot of time to spend in ritual at night.

January 24th: OHD and water in the morning. Since it's the midpoint through the festival, I'll likely have today be my "big feast day". At night, I'll do a full ceremony to Dionysos, giving Him the offerings bought the day before. I'll also take my first drink from the wine I dedicated at the start of the festival. After the ceremony, I'll take a good long bath, accompanied by the wine and a recording of the Bacchae.

January 25th: OHD and water in morning. In the afternoon, I'll take a walk to a local graveyard, less for the "graveyard" aspect and more because it's a beautiful walk, and a beautiful graveyard. I may also go on a small hike. Evening is pouring some more of the wine, and prayers for specific intentions, as up until then, most of my prayers will likely be traditional or general praise.

January 26th: OHD and water in the morning. In the evening, I'll probably have a bit of a more relaxed vibe. Maybe watch a showing of Frogs (Aristophanes coming in clutch with the comedy), will probably do a libation of water with the evening prayers.

January 27th: OHD and water in the morning. In the evening, I'll probably do another round of wine, and do some songs and chanting. I have a few hymns I've written dedicated to singing, I may add in a bold attempt at chanting the OHD in the original ancient Greek.

January 28th: OHD and water in the morning. Since it's Sunday, I'll do my typical consecrations of wine and khernips-making, and will possibly recite the Homeric Hymn to Dionysos.

January 29th: Since it's the final night, this one will likely be a bit special. I'll libate tea or juice in the morning, and say the OHD as well as a few other hymns. In the evening, more singing and chanting, as well as a bit of divination for the coming month.

And with all of that, the 2024 Lenaia will end. Of course, I have a funky schedule with being in college (being drunk in the middle of the week probably doesn't work for most folks, but I have no classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so those are my "weekend days"), so please see this as more of an outline than a mandatory guide :) Happy (early) Lenaia everyone!

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Christmas Markets in England

London Christmas markets Christmas markets in England, the best wonderful Christmas markets in London, and in Bath, Bristol, Chester, Winchester, York, Leeds, Birmingham and Manchester The festive period is fast approaching and what better way to celebrate than with a trip to a Christmas market in England? Christmas markets in England mean sparkling lights, gorgeous presents, carol-singers, ice rinks, and mugs of mulled wine, making the winter holiday season a delightful time of year. Every big city has a Christmas Market when the time is right. England’s Christmas Markets are fun, they’re festive and the fragrance of mulled wine on the airwaves keeps the punters coming. Best Christmas markets in London The locations below annually host some of the top Christmas markets in London, which usually stay open until the New Year. Christmas by the River at London Bridge City Christmas By The River at London Bridge City is set against stunning views of Tower Bridge and the Tower of London, offering wooden huts packed with original presents, handmade crafts and plenty of delicious snacks. Indulge in mouthwatering food from an array of pop-up stalls and admire one of London's most iconic skyline views with a steaming cup of mulled wine. Selfridges Christmas Market The Selfridges Christmas Market returns to Edwards Mews again this Christmas. Enjoy sizzling street food from vendors curated by the founder of Street Feast, Dominic Cools-Lartigue, including waffles dripping with chocolate, Filipino treats and pie and mash. This outdoor market brings fairground rides for kids and adults, personalised wreaths made in front of you and heaps of stalls selling Christmas goodies. Winter Wonderland Christmas market The annual Hyde Park Winter Wonderland is situated in one of the city’s most spectacular parks. You’ll find over 100 illuminated wooden chalets decorated in Bavarian style selling handicrafts and fantastic gifts from around the world, including handmade crafts and beautiful pieces of jewellery. You can also enjoy traditional German street food and mulled wine. Winter Follow the lights to Hyde Park and immerse yourself in the festive atmosphere of Winter Wonderland, one of the biggest Christmas markets in London. You can also get your skates on at the UK's biggest outdoor ice rink, see London sparkle from the Giant Observation Wheel, or sit back and enjoy one of Winter Wonderland's top Christmas shows.

Winterville Christmas Market Leicester Square Christmas market Experience festive fun with Christmas in Leicester Square, which gives the home of blockbuster film premieres a yuletide makeover. Browse the traditional market filled with a wonderful array of crafts and tempting treats. Afterwards, head to the Belgian spiegeltent to enjoy a brilliant lineup of comedy, cabaret and magic shows. Southbank Centre Winter Market See the South Bank's riverside transformed into a wintry wonderland, where global cuisine and an artisan Christmas market come together in one sparkling location for Southbank Centre's Winter Festival. Amble past the traditional wooden chalets lining the banks of the Thames and pick up gorgeous stocking fillers from the Winter Market. Or, tuck into cheese-based food, cocktails and mulled wine surrounded by the glow of neon artworks, as part of the Winter Lights display. Eccleston Yards Christmas Market Explore the buzzy open-air mall which makes up this stunning courtyard. Browse stalls filled with trinkets and unique gifts at Eccleston Yards Christmas Market, which brings festive cheer, new traders and live music to this open space during the countdown to Christmas. Treat the special people in your life to London vouchers for top spots or browse luxury Christmas gifts and experiences in the city. Borough Market Tour the historical arches of Borough Market, decked out with lights, decorations and twinkling ornaments, as you source the finest seasonal foods while listening to choirs and buskers singing jolly tunes. Indulge in An Evening of Cheese (15 Dec), or pick up foodie tips and tricks during three days of Festive Kitchen demonstrations (7-9 Dec). From 16 Nov Greenwich Christmas market Tick items off your Christmas shopping list while browsing Greenwich Market's 150 stalls and shops, selling a range of stocking fillers, fashion items, crafts and original artworks. Make sure to also wander around the ancient maritime neighbourhood of Greenwich, which is decked out with lights and festive goodies. Plus, watch as brightly coloured lanterns parade through the area during the Christmas lights switch on.

Christmas markets in England Christmas under the Canopy at King's Cross Get hands-on at craft workshops at Christmas under the Canopy, a covered market found in King's Cross. Following your creative work, browse the array of stalls to find live jazz, carol singers, food tastings, mulled wine and masterclasses at Canopy Market, which welcomes a number of independent, ethical and sustainable vendors. Kingston Christmas Market Venture over to picturesque Kingston upon Thames, where you can search the riverside town's Ancient Market Place for unique Christmas gifts at the Kingston Christmas Market. The cosy cabins are packed with a range of handmade arts and crafts, beautiful decorations and stocking fillers. Afterwards, enjoy seasonal entertainment while tucking into some specialist street food. Other Best Christmas Markets in England Manchester Christmas Markets Birmingham Frankfurt Christmas Market Leeds Christkindelmarkt Bath Christmas Market York’s St Nicholas Christmas Fair Bristol Christmas Market Chester Christmas Market Winchester Christmas Market Manchester Christmas Markets Manchester is home to some of the best Christmas markets in the country and is known as one of the best markets in Europe. There are more than nine of them scattered throughout the city centre, which makes it a true paradise for Christmas enthusiasts! You’ll find a diverse range of food and drink stalls at all of them, each offering a unique experience. The largest market is in Albert Square, which features a German village packed with food and drink stalls. If you’re visiting Manchester in December, it’s a must do!

Manchester Christmas market Birmingham Frankfurt Christmas Market In Birmingham, you can find the largest authentic German Christmas Market outside of Germany. Anyone looking for some Christmas gifts will find beautiful decorations and handcrafted items to choose from, but the real reason to go is for the fab food and drink. Victoria Square is filled with the most delicious smell of Christmas as stalls sell traditional German food. You can sample authentic bratwurst, pretzels, schnitzels, and hot chestnuts. You can even get half-metre sausages, if that sounds good to you – and if you’re thirsty there are four pint jugs of beer or sweet little mugs of flavoured gluhwein too. Leeds Christkindelmarkt Leeds Chrsitkindelmarkt is one of the oldest German Christmas markets in England. Throughout the square are wooden stalls selling beautiful toys, jewellery, crafts, decorations, and other items. A jingling carousel ride with lively music and vibrant coloured lights creates a festive mood throughout the entire Christmas village. The fairground style rides for children and its ‘Breakfast with Santa’ experience are among its most popular attractions. This is a ticketed event that happens on Saturday and Sunday. The Bavarian style restaurant Alp Chalet is in the centre of Millennium Square, and during Christmas, families and kids are invited to enjoy a Christmas breakfast with Santa in traditional German style. Bath Christmas Market Bath hosts one of the most beautiful Christmas markets in England every year. During the winter months, Bath isn’t only wonderful due to its gorgeous architecture, but even more beautiful thanks to its festive atmosphere, and the excellent Bath Christmas Market. A day out in Bath is always a good idea, particularly in winter when it’s definitely one of the best festive days out in the Cotswolds. “With over 130 twinkling chalets, soak up the sights and scents of Christmas as you meander through the cobbled streets surrounded by some of the South West’s most talented crafters. Enjoy a festive experience like no other, surrounded by some of Britain’s iconic architecture. Christmas Markets with stalls are spread all over Bath, on its streets and in small squares surrounding Bath Cathedral.

Bath Christmas Market It’s possible to find independent producers selling their products on many stalls. It’s a great place to find all kinds of handcrafted gifts and decorations, as well as some of the best food and mulled wine. Festive streetlights are strung on the town’s most iconic buildings and streets. A major feature of Bath Christmas Market is the Victorian merry-go-round, suitable for children and adults on the horses or in carriages. York’s St Nicholas Christmas Fair York’s Christmas Market is one of the most picturesque Christmas markets in England. Wooden, alpine-style chalets border York’s pedestrianised city streets, selling locally manufactured crafts, art, food, and drink. Shoppers can enjoy a range of tantalising free samples to try as well as one-of-a-kind presents to purchase. A big, decorated Christmas tree, live entertainment, and beautiful night time illuminations help to create a bright festive mood. Thor’s Tipi, a massive canvas tipi specially created for the Christmas season, is the show-stopper at the Christmas market. Foot-sore customers can relax on soft blankets in front of a roaring log fire and sip mulled wine or creamy hot chocolate and soak up the atmosphere. York Christmas Market is one of the best Christmas days out in Yorkshire! Bristol Christmas Market Bristol Christmas Market in England is more about spending time to appreciate the ambiance and allowing yourself the opportunity to relax or see friends. The Bristol Christmas Market takes place in Broadmead, the city’s Shopping Quarter. It’s a compact but well structured market with a well-planned assortment of booths offering something unique, ensuring you’ll discover the ideal one-of-a-kind Christmas gift. The bar at the heart of the market attracts families with a singing reindeer at the entrance, and while they do serve alcoholic drinks, you can also get a reasonably priced hot chocolate to keep you warm while listening to your favourite festive tunes and watching the frantic last-minute shoppers running past. “Located in the very heart of Bristol City Centre, the Christmas market is home to over 50 unique stalls, as well as entertainment from the likes of Santa and reindeer visits in December. Visitors can enjoy heated seating, delicious drinks and live music in our Jäger Barn Bar, and also try their hand at the much-loved sport of curling for some competitive fun.“

Christmas markets in the UK Chester Christmas Market This mediaeval city in northwest England is notable for its Roman fortifications and walls, as well as Tudor-style timber houses. Then there’s the magical Chester Christmas Market. This is one of the greatest English Christmas markets to visit if you’re looking for something a bit more traditional. Over 70 traditional wooden chalets are situated on the city’s Town Hall Square, with the magnificent Chester Cathedral as a backdrop. Visiting makes for a great day out in Cheshire. Pick up some mulled wine or a tasty hog roast bap after browsing the stalls for handmade crafts, clothing, jewellery, and local produce. Stop by the Real Ale Bar for a Christmas drink or a local cask ale and take a photo in front of the spectacular Christmas tree to really make your Chester Christmas Market experience. Winchester Christmas Market What better way to immerse yourself in the Christmas spirit than at Winchester Cathedral? The monumental Gothic cathedral, in the centre of Britain’s former capital city, towers imposingly over the quaint English Christmas Market, which promises tidings of joy. Winchester has one of the best Christmas Markets in Hampshire, if not England. Follow your nose to stalls touting fine food and drink. Mulled wine in hand, then follow your ears to join the gathered crowd singing along with the carolling choir. And, full of golden festive spirit, mooch around the stalls and support local craftspeople and traders whilst you do your Christmas shopping. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4jsR5PXidU https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAJYkO3G8VU Read also our other posts on Christmas  ; Christmas markets in America ; Christmas markets in Italy and Germany ; Christmas quotes ; 60 great Christmas quotes ; Christmas tree origin and quotes ;  Christmas short stories ; Ella Gray A Christmas short story ; Traditional Christmas Carols ; Christmas jokes ; Christmas cracker jokes ; Funny Christmas Stories ; Amusing Christmas stories ; Christmas food ; Christmas thoughts ; Christmas story ; Christmas in Italy ; Christmas holidays ; Christmas songs ; Christmas poems ; An Essay on Christmas by Chesterton ; Read the full article

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Anna Karina (1940-2019) by Truus, Bob & Jan too! Via Flickr: Spanish postcard by Postal Oscarcolor. Yesterday, 14 December 2019, the queen of the Nouvelle Vague, film actress, singer, and director Anna Karina (1940) has passed away. French, but Danish-born Karina was the muse of director Jean-Luc Godard and starred in eight of his films. “Today, French cinema has been orphaned. It has lost one of its legends,” culture minister Franck Riester tweeted. Anna Karina was 79. Anna Karina was born Hanne Karen Blarke Bayer in Solbjerg, Denmark, in 1940. Her mother was a dress shop owner and her father a ship's captain. Before she turned one, her father had left her mother. First she was raised by her maternal grandparents, where she stayed until the age of four. Then she spent time in and out of foster homes, before returning to live with her mother from the age of eight. She has described her childhood as 'terribly wanting to be loved' and as a child, she made numerous attempts to run away from home. She began her career in Denmark, where she sang in cabarets and worked as a model playing in commercials. At age 14, she appeared in the Danish short film Pigen og skoene/Girls and Shoes (Ib Schedes, 1954), which won a prize at the Cannes Film Festival. She studied dance and painting in Denmark and for a while made a living selling her paintings. In 1958, after a row with her mother, she hitchhiked to Paris. She had a break when, sitting briefly at the cafe Les Deux Magots, she was approached by a woman from an advertisement agency who asked her to do some photos. Hanne became a rising fashion model, and met Coco Chanel and Pierre Cardin. Chanel advised her to use as a professional name Anna Karina. She made a series of Palmolive ads in a bath covered in soapsuds, and was noticed by Jean-Luc Godard, then a film critic for Cahiers du cinéma. Godard was casting his debut feature film, À bout de souffle/Breathless (1960) starring Jean-Paul Belmondo. He offered her a small role, but she refused when he mentioned that there would be a nude scene. However, she eventually accepted his offer to play a major role in his second film, Le Petit Soldat/The Little Soldier (1960) with Michel Subor. Karina, who was still under 21 had to persuade her estranged mother to sign the contract for her. Anna Karina and Jean-Luc Godard married during the shooting of their next film, Une femme est une femme/A Woman Is a Woman (1961) with Jean-Paul Belmondo and Jean-Claude Brialy. It is a tribute to American musical comedy and the first film Godard shot in color and Cinemascope. Judd Blaise at AllMovie: "Rather than the sometimes alienating, dense intellectualism of later Godard works, Une femme est une femme offers aesthetic pleasure through luxurious visuals and a charming musical score by Michel Legrand. Against this bright backdrop, Karina proves particularly fetching, capturing the film's frolicsome mood in an unforced manner. While not one of Godard's most groundbreaking or influential films, Une femme est une femme is one of his most appealing and pleasurable efforts." J. Hoberman at Criterion: "Mainly, A Woman Is a Woman is a valentine to Karina, who became pregnant during the course of the movie’s production; she and Godard were married in March 1961, an event that made the cover of Paris Match." At the Berlin Film Festival in 1961, Anna Karina was awarded as Best Actress for Une femme est une femme. In the following years, the couple made Vivre sa Vie/My Life to Live (1962), Bande à part/Band of Outsiders (1964), Alphaville, une étrange aventure de Lemmy Caution/Alphaville, a Strange Adventure of Lemmy Caution (1965) with Eddie Constantine, Pierrot le fou/Pierrot Goes Wild (1965) with Jean-Paul Belmondo, Made in U.S.A. (1966) with Jean-Pierre Léaud and the anthology film Le plus vieux métier du monde/The Oldest Profession (1967). Though their cinematic collaboration seemed harmonious, behind the scenes, their relationship was tumultuous and bitter, made all the more difficult by the fact that it was under constant public scrutiny. Their three-year marriage ended in 1964, though they continued to work together until 1966. In 1967, Godard and Karina divorced. Hal Erickson at AllMovie: "From all reports, Karina and Godard's relationship was symbiotic; it is certainly no coincidence that both actress and director went into a temporary artistic eclipse after their 1967 breakup." Anna Karina's acting career was not, however, limited to Godard's films, and she had a successful collaboration with other well-known directors. Some consider as her best performance her role in La Religieuse/The Nun (Jacques Rivette, 1966) in which she plays an intelligent, freedom-loving woman who is forced into a convent against her will. She also acted in the Italian productions Le Soldatesse/The Camp Followers (Valerio Zurlini, 1965) and the Albert Camus adaptation Lo Straniero/The Stranger (Luchino Visconti, 1967) starring Marcello Mastroianni. Karina also maintained a singing career and scored hits with Sous le soleil exactement and Roller Girl. Both songs were taken from the TV musical Anna (Pierre Koralnik, 1967), which Serge Gainsbourg had especially written for her. After her divorce in 1967 she went to Hollywood. She acted in Justine (George Cukor, 1969) and returned to Paris. Her later films included Laughter in the Dark (Tony Richardson, 1969), Rendez-vous à Bray/Appointment in Bray (André Delvaux, 1971) with Mathieu Carrière, Pane e cioccolata/Bread and Chocolate (Franco Brusati, 1973) starring Nino Manfredi, Chinesisches Roulette/Chinese Roulette (Rainer Werner Fassbinder, 1976), and Olyan mint otthon/Just Like Home (Márta Mészáros, 1978) with Jan Nowicki. Anna Karina acted in but also wrote, produced and directed Vivre ensemble/Living Together (1973). She has also written three novels and made several appearances on television. She appeared on stage in Jacques Rivette's adaptation of La Religieuse/The Nun, Pour Lucrece, Toi et Tes Nuages, Francoise Sagan's Il Fait Beau Jour et Nuit and Ingmar Bergman's Apres La Répétition/After the Repetition. In 2005 she released Chansons de films, a collection of songs sung in films. Incidentally she played in films like L'oeuvre au noir/The Abyss (André Delvaux, 1988) with Gian Maria Volonté, Haut bas fragile/Up, Down, Fragile (Jacques Rivette, 1995) and the romantic thriller The Truth About Charlie (Jonathan Demme, 2002) starring Mark Wahlberg. James Travers at Le Film Site on L'oeuvre au noir/The Abyss : "This sombre adaptation of Marguerite Yourcenar’s acclaimed literary work was directed by the acclaimed Belgian film-maker André Delvaux. Visually, the film is impressive and it boasts an excellent cast, but for all its excellent production values it is a heavy and somewhat laboured affair." Karina's most recent film as a director was Victoria (2008) in which she also starred. Mark Deming at AllMovie: "Thirty-five years after directing her first feature film, iconic actress Anna Karina once again steps behind the camera for this charming comedy-drama shot in Canada. Jimmy (Emmanuel Reichenbach) and Stanislas (Jean-Francois Moran) are a pair of nightclub performers who play second-rate gay nightclubs as part of a drag act called 'Les Lolitas'." After Godard, Anna Karina was married three times more: to scriptwriter-actor Pierre Fabre (1968–1973), actor-director Daniel Duval (1978–1981) and director Dennis Berry (1982–1994). Since 2009 she was married to Maurice Cooks. On 14 December 2019, Anna Karina has died in a Paris hospital of the effects of cancer at the age of 79, her agent Laurent Balandras told AFP, adding that she passed away in the company of her fourth husband, American director Dennis Berry. Sources: Judd Blaise (AllMovie), J. Hoberman (Criterion), James Travers (Le Film Guide), Mark Deming (AllMovie), Hal Erickson (AllMovie), The Guardian, Fuck yeah! Anna Karina, IMDb and Wikipedia. And, please check out our blog European Film Star Postcards.

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Anora - Sean Baker

So, I finished watching Anora in an attempt to catch it before it left the theaters for good (at least in Jersey where I am living now). It's a solid comedy with a buried message that has the potential to delve into more. Like some of the reviews I've liked here that pointed out the superficiality and lack of character building for Anora, I was surprised (but shouldn't be, really) by how much her sex life and her characterization as a sex worker way overpowered her "humanness," in this case, her autonomy, her personality, and her ambient circles. We see her life reduced to Ivan's wife/girl-toy for over two hours and instead of a resolution being reached after that journey to find him, we see her getting insulted by the riches and their accomplices, her own co-workers, and shallow gen-Z jokes and banters that are probably there to amuse the audience than to reveal anything about her. She reacted strongly when she was accused of being a prostitute, yet didn’t correct or do anything until the very end. She enjoyed bathing in Ivan’s riches, celebrated her change of fate, and dealt with the consequences that came with it like a true Cinderella, but we all know Cinderella is nothing but a case of pretty privilege (love at first sign whatever).

I have to agree: this is a fun, enjoyable, effortless watch, but for a movie that won Palme d'Or at THE CANNES FILM FESTIVAL, I yearned for something deeper, more profound and impactful. There was a glimpse of it at the end of the movie when all the chaos has settled down, but not long and developed enough that it abruptedly ended -- an open ending, perhaps, when she lied and cried on Igor's shoulders and processed the timeline of how it all went down: her life dramatically changed and not really for the better after all of that, feeling used by the riches, the capitalists over her ubiquitous dream of real-life Cinderella. Themes of exploitation, feminine struggle, and body autonomy were discussed, but faintly and unimpressive. The movie therefore felt short of my expectations -- if it did a little bit more exploration and development, an ending like that would work just fine; however, because it felt short, the movie felt more like a funny adventure flick sprinkled with erotic scenes and trendy slangs that we would all brainlessly enjoy. I did enjoyed it, I really did. I just wish there were something more, y'know.

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NSB (Straud Legacy) Gen 8 Ep. 161: Joyous Days

With “The Nancy problem” officially solved, the stress of Jack’s birthday no longer looming over them, and Peachy’s final promotion to Chief behind them the men felt as if a weight they hadn’t even known they were carrying had been lifted off their shoulders. They were free at last.

That shared joy spilled over into a long, unbroken series of beautiful days together as a family.

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Jack loved having another funny man in the house, encouraging his young son’s fledgling sense of humor whenever he could.

Realizing that he might even appreciate seeing Dada perform, Peachy worked out a kid appropriate comedy set, and the boys took Luigi and his little cousin Olive with them to see him do his new family friendly thing during their local Fall Festival.

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Of course, their tiny growing boy also needed lots of care and attention, which his Dada and Papa were happy to provide.

His love of bath time and bubbles carried over from his infant days, but “Mr. independent” really didn’t like being carried anymore. It took a lot longer to let him walk on his own but neither man liked to see him unhappy and resigned themselves to waiting patiently for him to get there “by myself!”

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The boys quickly learned that Luigi was quite a heavy sleeper. Once he was happily settled in bed for the night after one of Papa Jack’s special bedtime stories there wasn’t much that was going to wake him accidently.

On the flip side he tended to rise quite early, but with so many ghostly moms and dads in residence that really wasn’t too big of a deal. Peachy and Jack could happily sleep in while Peachy’s ancestors entertained their tiny man with playtime and stories until they awoke to get ready for the day.

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Of course, their time spent together wasn’t all about their son. Jack’s bad dreams had lately turned into good ones, some steamier than others.

Great-Grandma Willow’s giant outdoor observatory didn’t see much use anymore, but who in their right minds would turn down the opportunity to make such a wonderful dream come true?

While great-aunt Misty entertained Luigi inside the boys headed outdoors to have a little fun, thanking their lucky stars for the wonderful life, and love, they were blessed to share.

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Hayashi Yuu: 100 Questions (101 actually) Part Two

Brief translation of most of the 100 questions Hayashi Yuu answered in his YT video. Split into 2 posts due to character limit.

Q51 to Q100

51. What would he do if he recognised someone but forgot their name? 'Long time no see! How you doing?' and if he knew someone else from the same company as the other party, try to get the name from the mutual contact.

52. What does he want to do for Christmas? Just chill, eat nabe, eat buri shabu if he's off work that day.

53. What song does he want to sing? A bunch of Vocaloid songs.

54. When bathing, which part does he wash first? Left arm.

55. What kind of character's most fun to act as? Evil characters.

56. Which male seiyuu's singing voice is best? So many, but if he had to pick, Aoi Shouta.

57. If he turned into a woman for 24 hours, what'd he do? Go out in skirts/ feminine clothes, and bathe at the end of the day.

58. How to roll one's tongue? (demo in vid)

59. Which male seiyuu would he date if the other party turned into a woman? (Hatanaka) Tasuku, seems fun to hang out with and is also a nice guy.

60. Which male seiyuu would he marry if the other party turned into a woman? Shimono Hiro, very kind and seems like he's very accepting.

61. What'd he want to be reborn as? Cat.

62. Favourite Japanese candy/ snack (駄菓子)? Guru-guru Monja ぐるぐるもんじゃ.

63. What'd he want to eat on the final day of the world? Karaage made by his mum. Salty and yummy.

64. What's he strictly picky about? (I didn't fully get it, something about not-yummy shoyu ramen and not-yummy mapo tofu)

65. Since when did he aspire to become a seiyuu? From his child actor days. His father won 5m yen in the lottery, he joined Gekidan Himawari when he was 5. He voiced Disney's Bambi when he was in primary 2. He's been doing voice acting even before it became his aspiration.

66. How's he spending the new year? Chill at home, eat crab and nabe.

67. What kind of student was he? A show-off in middle school. During the school sporting event he was a captain, and during the cultural festival he was a conductor.

68. His image/ impression of an adult woman? If she's in her 30s, probably stable in her career, can manage her own standing.

69. Hardest/ most exhausting job? (Yu-no's Arima Takuya (game ver); something about the location? Going up 2-3 storeys for ~3 months for the recording sessions)

70. Would he rather go to the past or the future? Past.

71. A lesson he learnt about singing. When he was 18, how to produce a strong voice using 'open throat'+ body.

72. What does he want to try on YT? Review food, particularly ramen.

73. Celebrity he recently met? Iwai from Haraichi (comedy duo).

74. If his voice could reach the whole world, what'd he want to say? Stop fighting (conflict/wars)! Do your best! Don't give in to COVID!

75. Seiyuu he wants to become friends with? Shirai (Yuusuke).

76. Drunk fails? Talking indiscreetly while drunk.

77. Seiyuu with the strongest personality? Kaneda Tomoko.

78. Has he still been para para dancing since his gyaruo days? (demo in vid)

79. Fun stuff recently? Doing sports with his senpai & kouhai for a TV show.

80. What does he want to be in the future? Voice various characters.

81. Was he popular as a student? His peak was when he received honmei-choco in primary 6. Other than that, he'd never been popular.

82. How often does he go to a hair salon? Once a month.

83. How to easily maintain body shape? Squats and abdominal exercises, doable at home.

84. Most painful injury? Roughly when he was in primary 3, as he opened the door to enter the classroom, a taller girl on the other side suddenly surprised him (?) and he somehow fractured his finger. Finger hurty, plus 'emotional damage' from the surprise so 'double damage'.

85. Impression of Fukuoka? Motsunabe, ramen, hot women.

86. Food he dislikes? Bittergourd and coriander/cilantro. He can eat coriander but he won't enjoy it.

87. Which mimetic (facial expression) muscles does he want to train? The stuff that can let him imitate Jim Carrey's expressions in The Mask.

87 (doubled). School subjects he was good at? (I didn't fully catch it. English & sports?)

88. Any dreams or goals? 100,000 YT subscribers in the next year (vid was one year ago, so he didn't reach it).

89. Hair care products that he uses? Galba Emulsion, which he applies on his wet hair after shampooing.

90. What does he go for at the gym? Something something bench press.

91. How does he relieve anxiety? Face himself in the mirror and go, 'I can do it, I can do it'.

92. Does he cook? Yes. He likes to cook.

93. Which of the 50 Japanese syllables does he like? 'sa' さ.

94. Memorable character song? Yumeiro Cast - Kamigami no Sen'en/ Kamigami no Ikusa Utage (he referred to it as the latter).

95. What'd he reward himself with? Something pricey, like the camera he's been thinking of getting, or a wallet.

96. Airhead moment? He thought his bike went missing and felt sad, then found it parked at the nearest convenience store. It dawned on him that he biked to the convenience store to buy stuff at night but he walked home without it.

97. What does he do on his off days? Edit his YT videos, lie on sofa and watch TV, muscle training, etc.

98. Any fetish? Foot!

99. What pen does he use? Just stuff bought from the 100-yen shop.

100. Something from his Home Alone dubbing period. It was during puberty so his voice was rough. When he did Kevin's scream (I couldn't make out what he was saying :y)

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July 2024 Events and Festivals: What's Happening in the UK This Month, Places to Explore

The sun-drenched days of July paint the UK in a vibrant glow, making it the perfect time to explore its diverse landscapes and rich cultural tapestry. Whether you crave the thrill of coastal adventures, the serenity of rolling hills, or the grandeur of historic cities, the UK in July offers something for every traveler. Pembrokeshire Embrace the Seaside Bliss With long, sun-kissed days, July beckons beach lovers to the UK's magnificent coastline. Here are some top picks for your seaside escape: - Cornwall & Devon: The dramatic cliffs, hidden coves, and turquoise waters of Cornwall and Devon are a quintessential British summer experience. Explore charming fishing villages like St Ives, surf the rolling waves at Newquay, or soak up the sun on the golden sands of Woolacombe Bay. - Pembrokeshire Coast National Park, Wales: This haven for beach lovers boasts a string of award-winning beaches, including Barafundle Bay, a crescent of golden sand lapped by clear waters. Hike along the dramatic Pembrokeshire Coast Path, kayak in sheltered coves, or embark on a wildlife watching boat tour to spot dolphins and porpoises. - Scottish Islands: Escape the crowds and discover the serenity of the Scottish islands. The Isle of Skye, with its dramatic cliffs, waterfalls, and hidden coves like the ethereal Fairy Pools, offers a truly magical escape. The Isle of Harris boasts some of the most pristine beaches in the UK, perfect for long walks and soaking up the breathtaking scenery. Explore the Enchanting Countryside The UK's countryside comes alive in July, with rolling hills cloaked in emerald green and charming villages bursting with summer blooms. Here are some idyllic escapes: - The Cotswolds: This picture-perfect region is a walker's paradise. Explore the charming villages built from honey-colored stone, wander through idyllic meadows bursting with wildflowers, and visit grand country houses like Blenheim Palace. - Lake District National Park, England: Immerse yourself in the beauty of England's largest National Park. Hike or bike along scenic trails, take a boat trip on Lake Windermere, the largest natural lake in England, or visit charming towns like Keswick and Grasmere, steeped in literary history. - Yorkshire Dales National Park: Discover a land of rolling green hills, quaint villages, and dramatic waterfalls. Explore the historic city of York, wander through the Dales on foot or by bike, or visit the Yorkshire Dales National Park Museum to learn about the region's rich history and heritage. Immerse Yourself in History and Culture July is a vibrant month for cultural events and festivals across the UK. Here are some destinations that combine historical charm with a lively atmosphere: - Edinburgh, Scotland: The Scottish capital comes alive in July with the world-famous Edinburgh Festival Fringe, the largest arts festival in the world. Enjoy a plethora of theater, comedy, dance, and music performances alongside the iconic Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo, a dazzling display of music, military precision, and fireworks. - Bath, England: This elegant city, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, boasts Roman Baths, stunning Georgian architecture, and a vibrant cultural scene. Explore the Thermae Bath Spa, a modern spa complex built around the ancient Roman baths, catch a performance at the Theatre Royal Bath, or simply wander the charming streets soaking up the atmosphere. - Oxford & Cambridge: Steeped in academic history, these university cities offer a unique blend of history and contemporary culture. Explore the grand colleges of Oxford and Cambridge, visit iconic landmarks like the Bodleian Library, or catch a performance at the renowned Shakespeare's Globe in London. Beyond the well-trodden tourist paths, the UK offers a wealth of hidden gems waiting to be discovered: - The Isle of Wight: Nicknamed 'Sunshine Island,' the Isle of Wight offers a slower pace of life and stunning natural beauty. Explore the dramatic coastline, hike along the Tennyson Downs, or visit historical landmarks like Osborne House, a former royal residence. - The Peak District National Park: This national park offers a captivating landscape of heather-clad moors, dramatic limestone dales, and charming villages. Hike along the Pennine Way, a national trail offering stunning scenery, or visit the Chatsworth House, a grand stately home set amidst beautiful parklands. - The Jurassic Coast: This UNESCO World Heritage Site boasts a fascinating geological history, with towering cliffs revealing millions of years of fossils. Explore the dramatic coastline, visit charming seaside towns like Lyme Regis, or take a boat trip to discover hidden coves and spot marine wildlife. Festivals and Events July is a month brimming with events across the UK. Here are some highlights to consider incorporating into your trip: - Wimbledon Championships (London): Witness world-class tennis unfold at the prestigious Wimbledon Championships, a quintessential British summer experience. - Royal Henley Regatta (Henley-on-Thames): Immerse yourself in a quintessentially British tradition at the Royal Henley Regatta, a prestigious rowing competition held on the River Thames. - British Open Golf Championship (Variable Location): Catch the excitement of a major sporting event at the British Open, one of golf's most prestigious championships, held at a different course in the UK each year. - Pride in London: Celebrate diversity and inclusion at Pride in London, Europe's largest LGBTQ+ celebration, featuring a vibrant parade, live music, and community events. Planning Your UK Adventure in July With its diverse landscapes, vibrant culture, and long summer days, the UK in July offers an unforgettable travel experience. Here are some tips to plan your perfect trip: - Accommodation: Book your accommodation well in advance, especially for popular tourist destinations. Consider staying in charming villages, historic towns, or traditional bed and breakfasts for a truly British experience. - Transportation: The UK has a well-developed public transport network, including trains, buses, and ferries. Consider purchasing a travel pass for discounted travel across the country. Renting a car allows for exploring more remote areas at your own pace. - Weather: While July is the sunniest month in the UK, be prepared for occasional rain showers. Pack layers of clothing, a waterproof jacket, and comfortable walking shoes. - Events and Festivals: Research events and festivals happening during your visit. Tickets for popular events like the Edinburgh Fringe Festival can sell out quickly, so book in advance. Embrace the Joys of Summer The UK in July offers a vibrant tapestry of experiences. Whether you seek dramatic coastlines, rolling hills, charming villages, or a taste of history and culture, there's something for everyone. So, pack your bags, embrace the sunshine, and embark on an unforgettable adventure across the UK's diverse landscapes. Read the full article

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A Family Guide to Ventura: Must-Visit Attractions and Activities

Nestled snugly along the magnificent California coastline, Ventura offers itself as a lovely refuge overflowing with attractions and activities designed specifically for families looking for unforgettable experiences. With its sandy coastlines bathing in the warm light of the sun and its small downtown streets radiating charm, this coastal treasure offers a warm welcome to families, promising a rich tapestry of activities to discover and enjoy. From peaceful days spent lazing on sun-kissed beaches to enjoyable strolls through the busy downtown area, Ventura captivates tourists with its diverse attractiveness and delivers a multitude of unforgettable experiences.

Ventura beach days

No vacation to Ventura is complete without a visit to the magnificent beaches. Spend the day sunbathing at Ventura Beach, where you may swim, surf, or simply rest on the beautiful beaches. Families may also visit surrounding beaches such as Surfers Point Beach and Emma Wood State Beach, each with its particular beauty and chances for seaside enjoyment.

Harbor Village in Ventura

Take a stroll around Ventura Harbor Village, a bustling waterfront area packed with shops, restaurants, and activities. Families may take a gorgeous boat tour of the port, rent kayaks or paddle boards for an aquatic adventure, or eat wonderful seafood at a waterfront restaurant. Visit the boutiques and galleries to get unique gifts to commemorate your stay.

Ventura botanical gardens

At the Ventura Botanical Gardens, you can get away from the rush and bustle of the city and reconnect with nature. This quiet refuge, located on a hill overlooking the beach, features beautiful gardens, picturesque walks, and panoramic views of the coastline. Families may trek, picnic, and discover the rich plant life while admiring the natural splendor.

Pier and promenade

Take a stroll along the historic Ventura Pier and Promenade to drink up the seaside vistas and feel the sea breeze. Families may fish from the pier, watch surfers catch waves, or simply enjoy the sights and sounds of the busy waterfront. Make sure to stop by the snack booths for a great treat or a gift from one of the coastal shops.

County fairgrounds

If you travel during the summer, don't miss the Ventura County Fairgrounds, which hosts the annual Ventura County Fair. This family-friendly festival includes carnival rides, games, live entertainment, and agricultural displays, so there is something for everyone to enjoy. Whether you're enjoying fair culinary favorites or riding the Ferris wheel, the Ventura County Fair is guaranteed to be a highlight of your vacation.

The Ultimate Escape Rooms

The Ultimate Escape Rooms in Ventura offers a thrilling and immersive experience. Put your problem-solving abilities to the test as you and your family collaborate to solve puzzles, discover clues, and escape themed areas within a time restriction. With a choice of hard situations to select from, The Ultimate Escape Rooms provides a fascinating adventure for the entire family.

Ventura Harbor Comedy Club

Finish up your day of exploring with some laughs at the Ventura Harbor Comedy Club. This comedy club, with its top-notch comedians and laid-back ambiance, is ideal for families looking to unwind and enjoy some superb entertainment. Sit back, relax, and let the comedians tickle your funny bone as you ponder on the day's events. Ventura is the ideal place for your next vacation, thanks to its scenic beauty, various activities, and infinite options for family fun. Ventura has something for everyone, whether you want to explore the beaches, stroll through the port, or go on an escape room experience. So pack your luggage, assemble your family, and prepare for an incredible trip to Ventura! The Ultimate Escape Rooms is the perfect option that offers family fun in Ventura, and unique things to do in Ventura. Call 805-857-0777 or write to annette@theultimateescaperooms.com to book an appointment.

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Top picks for 2024: Unleash your wanderlust with these must-visit UK destinations

The United Kingdom, with its rich history, diverse landscapes, and vibrant culture, has always been a top destination for travelers worldwide. And 2024 promises to be an even more exciting year to explore this fascinating country. From charming villages nestled in rolling hills to bustling cities brimming with energy, the UK offers something for everyone.

So, pack your bags, dust off your passport, and get ready to unleash your wanderlust with these must-visit UK destinations in 2024:

1. The Lake District: Escape to Tranquil Beauty

Immerse yourself in the breathtaking landscapes of the Lake District, a UNESCO World Heritage Site renowned for its serene lakes, picturesque villages, and rolling hills. Hike through idyllic trails, explore charming towns like Windermere and Grasmere, and take a boat ride on the tranquil waters of Lake Windermere. Indulge in delicious local cuisine, soak in the stunning scenery, and reconnect with nature in this haven of peace and tranquility.

2. Bath: Step Back in Time

Travel back in time to the Roman era in the elegant city of Bath. Marvel at the architectural marvels like the Roman Baths, a well-preserved complex dating back to the 1st century AD, and the iconic Royal Crescent, a sweeping Georgian terrace. Explore the charming independent shops, indulge in afternoon tea at a traditional tea room, and wander through the picturesque Roman Baths Pump Room Gardens. Bath offers a unique blend of history, architecture, and culture, making it a truly unforgettable destination.

3. Cornwall: Coastal Charm and Adventure

Embrace the rugged beauty of Cornwall, a haven for beach lovers, surfers, and outdoor enthusiasts. Explore the dramatic cliffs and hidden coves along the South West Coast Path, discover charming fishing villages like St Ives and Port Isaac, and learn about the region's rich maritime heritage. Indulge in fresh seafood, try your hand at surfing or watersports, and soak up the laid-back atmosphere of this coastal paradise.

4. Edinburgh: A Cultural Gem

Discover the vibrant energy and cultural richness of Edinburgh, Scotland's capital city. Explore the majestic Edinburgh Castle, perched atop a volcanic crag, and delve into the city's fascinating history at the National Museum of Scotland. Stroll down the iconic Royal Mile, lined with historical buildings and quirky shops, and be captivated by the stunning views from Arthur's Seat. Witness the world-renowned Edinburgh Fringe Festival in August, offering a diverse range of theater, comedy, and music performances, or experience the magical atmosphere of the Christmas markets in December.

5. York: A Journey Through History

Step into the footsteps of Roman soldiers, Vikings, and medieval kings in the historic city of York. Explore the magnificent York Minster, one of the largest Gothic cathedrals in Europe, and wander through the medieval Shambles, a charming street lined with timber-framed buildings. Visit the Jorvik Viking Centre for an immersive experience into Viking history, and enjoy a leisurely boat ride on the River Ouse, offering stunning views of the city.

Beyond the Top Picks:

The UK offers endless possibilities for exploration beyond these popular destinations. Consider venturing into:

The Peak District: Hike through heather moorlands and explore charming villages in this picturesque national park. Whether you're looking for scenic landscapes or outdoor adventures, the Peak District has it all. Don't forget to check for convenient National Express tickets to make your journey seamless.

Wales: Discover Snowdonia National Park, explore medieval castles, and experience the unique Welsh culture.

Northern Ireland: Explore the dramatic coastline, visit the Giant's Causeway, and immerse yourself in the Game of Thrones filming locations.

Tips for Your UK Adventure:

Plan your trip: Decide which destinations suit your interests and book accommodation in advance, especially during peak season.

Consider transportation: Trains are a convenient and scenic way to travel between major cities. Buses and rental cars offer flexibility for exploring smaller towns and rural areas.

Embrace the weather: Pack for unpredictable weather, with layers being essential throughout the year.

Experience local culture: Sample regional cuisine, attend local festivals and events, and learn a few basic phrases in the local dialect.

So, what are you waiting for? Start planning your UK adventure today and get ready to create unforgettable memories in this diverse and captivating country. Whether you're exploring the rich history, taking in the stunning landscapes, or enjoying the warm hospitality, make sure to grab Cheap Train Tickets to enhance your experience and make the most of your journey. The UK is sure to leave you wanting more, and affordable travel options can add to the excitement of your exploration.

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Right. Ghost gameplay. ...it’s the same as normal gameplay honestly. I am making up a house rule at the moment that ghosts can’t get jobs though. And perhaps they can’t leave their home neighborhood or without someone to “haunt.” This mostly concerns Ian in that...well, he still has his friendship aspiration. Ohp. Fox spotted. Go away fox, for I am a ghoooost! Hehe. It worked! Also we got a rainbow egg! Likely for Derek’s high relationship with his chickens. That gives quite a bit of money so nicely done Derek! As for Ian, he’s just vibing to the tunes. ...and possessing the jukebox as well. Fun! Tunes listened and now he’s sleepy. To bed with you Ian!

Right. Derek is up! And it’s time to write! Well, practice writing until the whim goes away and then swap to writing a book. And now Ian’s back to being awake. Let’s see, raise charisma for aspiration which we don’t need. We need friends because he’s down to just two of them thanks to dying! I managed to nab back a Social Bunny contact by reacting to them so let’s invite them over! (Should probably do that also with other friends I want to regain) ...Ian just autonomously proposed!? Woah! I wouldn’t have done that with ghost relationships but ah well! Anyway, befriended Agatha again! And book written. Time to at least start another one!

Hmm. Ian wants to practice a routine...and the routine practising isn’t up. I need to compose a new one! But computer is taken! Alas! But Derek needs to take a bath and go to bed! Computer free! Composing comedy time. But-!

Neighborhood Watch!

Winston Stroud in the Stroud household left his job as a Medical Intern in the Doctor career.

Ariana McAdams in the McAdams household has started a job as a Freelancer in the Freelancer career.

I’ve got two more days left! Let’s see if we can wrap this household up! Derek! Going to bed. Ian...wants a drink. Alas! No pub for you until Derek wakes up. He does want to chat with someone so let’s just linger outside a bit. See if we can spot an early morning jogger. Jogger spotted! It’s one of our old friends Aubrey Shelley! Let’s restrike up that friendship! And Neighborhood Brawl is kicking up. But both of these boys, aka elders, are elders so they’re going to ignore it.

Aubrey was about to leave for her job. Noble but we’re so close to becoming friends. (Also I didn’t realize that was what she was about to do and stopped her in her tracks, alas!) Anyway, now it’s time to gather eggs. Huh. Orange Egg this time. Seems that if you want the stuff to get animal treats for those special furs and stuff, get a chicken. Ian’s soon to needing rest. Let’s just take care of some slight whims first. Calling on the phone and listening to tunes. Scratch the tunes! It’s time to rest.

Derek’s up. The ground is free of snow now so I can finally plant things. I have a chocoberry and a raspberry and some starting flowers so I’ll plant some of all of those. Annnd I can water them all with my tears. Glorious. He cries so hard puddles form on the ground. What grief he must feel! Annnd the Finchwick Fair has started up! It’s cow festival so the boys don’t have anything to show but it would be a good time to sell eggs and to just hang out. AWW. Our little chickie came up to us while we were crying! And received pets. That’s sweet! Anyway, time to gather our eggs, gather our ghost fiance, and head on over to the plaza!

315 simoleans. A merger profit. Especially since we’re going to turn around and purchase plants from the garden shop next door! That’ll be a massive expenditure ...they have a Bird of Paradise?! That’s a rare flower there! All of the fruit and veggies I picked up are going straight over to Derek, gardener he is! Anyway, I had Derek hang by the cow and Ian re-establish his friendship with Sara Scott. In doing so, I seem to have knocked her out of her bartending perch so Derek can’t get food from her. Alas! I’ll give it a bit and see if she resets to position. ...don’t get hung up giving food, Sara! Give me my Beef Wellington! After the food, it’s finally time to head home. Both have whims for the radio...but it’s time to plant stuff so Ian wins out on whims!

There we go! A row of fruits, a row of veggies, a row of mushrooms and two plots open for oversized crops! And two fruit trees as well. We’ll be making LOADS of passive income! And now to do the best thing we can do with our grief. Mourn it over some plants. ALL of them. And our chick is now a hen! Elias to Eliane! Good to know. More eggs for us! And finally, at 8AM, Derek finally goes to sleep. Making it time for-

Neighborhood Watch!

Sulani: The Moss household moved out.

Bautista Bencomo in the Bencomo household has died. Bautista heard a dad joke and laughed a little too hard.

Aww no! I think someone was friends with you, and I know you had a kid. RIP!

Fiora Nine in the Shulk and Fiora household left her job as a Low-Orbit Specialist in the Astronaut career.

Jung Ashley in the Ashley household has started a job as a Conservation Regulator in the Enviromental Manager career.

Dakota Carranza in the Carranza household has died. Dakota asked a rabbit if it wanted a carrot, but the rabbit chose violence.

Glimmerbrook: The Hiddlestix household has moved in.

...fitting honestly.

Strangerville: The Banks household recently moved out.

...and I just remembered something. I have plans for our librarian friend to take over this home when Derek is near death. I better actually turn of die-by-accidents for him. After tomorrow.

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Classic Film Festival Day 2

And we're back! For Day 2 of Cinecon 59, and although this is a 5-day festival, we don't let one minute of these precious days go to waste. So yeah, Day 2 sure was jam packed....

Boris Karloff Home Movies (1937 - 1941)

As a relative newbie to the cinephile universe, Boris Karloff is most famous to me as The Monster in Universal's classic horror films of the 1930s and 1940s. Frankenstein's monster, of course, but I also know he starred as assorted villains over the years - the Satanic priest Hjalmar Poelzig in The Black Cat (1934), the lumbering executioner in 15th century England in Tower of London (1939), and the original Imhotep in The Mummy (1932).

The short clips of home movies shown in this 15-minute presentation highlighted the man behind the monster, with shots of birthday parties, his very young daughter Sara (born on his 51st birthday, while he was at work on Son of Frankenstein (1939)), his large home and gardens, and a wide variety of friends. All clips were accompanied by biting-but-loving commentary by the now elderly Sara Karloff, who adored her father, but also saw there was something inane in the fact he owned.... goats.

Little Mickey Grogan (1927)

RKO Pictures

Director: James Leo Meehan

The first feature of the day got us off to a rip-roaring start, with this silent comedy about two semi-homeless kids, the eponymous Mickey (Frankie Darro) and his spitfire kinda best friend, Susan (Lassie Lou Ahern), who manage to solve an entire host of other people's problems, and still find their own happy ever after in the process.

First up is befriending kind-hearted factory worker, Winnie (Jobyna Ralston), who takes both children in and offers them food, a place to stay, and - gross! - a bath. As appreciative as they are, Mickey is listless and he is back on the streets in no time, now befriending an unemployed architect who lost his job because he is slowly going blind. Through a series of hapless circumstances, Mickey manages to get Winnie and Jeff (Carroll Nye) in the same room, where sparks fly, and Winnie becomes determined to help Jeff get his life back on track.

More shenanigans ensue - most perpetrated by a rather acrobatic Mickey - but we can all guess how this turns out, right? Winnie finds a way to get Jeff the medical help that will reverse his vision loss, he lands a job as an architect, and the two happily adopt their homeless benefactors.

Not much of a spoiler alert as the film's plot was delightfully predictable, and I do mean that, while it is clear from the start how things will end, the fun is watching this cast get to that end. Frankie Darro was especially impressive, with his many stunts, and Lassie Lou Ahern kept pace with him with her snappy one-liners. A joy to watch at 9am!

The Scarlet Letter (1934)

Majestic Pictures

Director: Robert G. Vignola

I read this book in high school, and remembered this: what's-her-name committed adultery and she wore a big red "A" on her chest for the rest of her life. I also remember not enjoying the book all that much, so I was pleasantly surprised by this recently restored version - the first sound adaptation of the Nathaniel Hawthorne novel every student will undoubtedly read at some point in their academic career.

In this version, the beautiful Colleen Moore takes on the role of Hester Prynne, the 17th century Massachusetts widow who has an affair with the town minister, Arthur Dimmesdale (Hardie Albright). When the unmarried Hester becomes pregnant, and will not reveal the name of her baby's father, she is forced to wear a scarlet "A" on her chest as a mark of her crime.

Hester plows onward, giving birth to her illegitimate daughter Pearl (Cora Sue Collins), and trying to make a life for the two of them in a town that shuns them. Among those who turn their backs on Hester and Pearl is Hester's long-lost husband, Roger Chillingworth (Henry B. Walthall), whom she believed died in a shipwreck years earlier, and who shows up in town the same day as her trial. Furious at her betrayal, Chillingworth makes it his mission to ruin Hester's life by letting her flail at survival.

And there's the Reverend Dimmesdale, eaten alive by guilt over the tortures inflicted on Hester by his parishioners, and her protection of him, but who can't seem to figure out a way to make things right.

It will all come to a tragic conclusion (of course - otherwise, why would the book be required reading for students everywhere?), but I still found myself enjoying the film. It was a bit slow (what classic literary masterpiece isn't?), and I did walk away with the same thought I had after reading the book - what was the point? - but I still thought the performances were strong, the set design was masterful, and there were some nice comic elements scattered throughout. Not a bad way to spend an hour or so.

Forgotten Faces (1928)

Paramount-Famous Players Lasky

Director: Victor Schertzinger

We go from dark to darker with this 1928 silent drama. And whew, I do mean dark. "Heliotrope Harry" Harlow (Clive Brook) is a successful thief and con man, who comes home early one night from a job and finds his heartless gold-digging wife, Lilly (Olga Baclanova) in bed with another man. Cool as a cucumber in the fridge, Harry whips out a gun and shoots the lover dead.

Knowing Lilly is evil, and prison is now his only destination, Harry retrieves his beloved infant daughter from a nearby bedroom, and takes her to a wealthy family, leaving her on the front step for them to find and adopt. Harry then calls on his friend and criminal partner, Froggy (a very young William Powell) and begs him to watch over his daughter, to make sure Lilly never finds her.

Fast forward 15 years, and Harry is behind bars for murder, Lilly is living in squalor, and Froggy is keeping his promise to protect Alice (Mary Brian). But that sneaky scheming Lilly - she tricks Froggy into revealing Alice's location - and Lilly can't help herself. She visits Harry in prison, and gloats that she knows where their daughter is, how wealthy her adopted family is, and she will stop at nothing to fleece Alice of everything she has.

Desperate to stop Lilly, Harry manages to break out of prison (as one could do with some ease in the 1920s), and secure a job as a butler with Alice's family. He bides his time, falling in love with his daughter all over again, and waiting for the showdown with Lilly he knows is coming.

I have to admit, I was a bit surprised at the darkness of this material. You do have it all - a heartless wife and mother only interested in money, a crime of passion (murder, no less), a family torn asunder, and a vengeful woman out to destroy her own child. It's a storyline I wouldn't expect to see in the conservative backlash of the hedonistic 1920s, but I am glad this one got made. It was fantastic. Dark. Wicked. And brutally fantastic.

What's Cookin (1942)

Universal Pictures

Director: Edward F. Cline

After two rather somber and dark films, it was time to lighten things up! And what better way to do that than with a "Jivin' Jacks and Jills" classic?

As I learned through the course of attending Cinecon, the Jivin' Jacks and Jills were a group of teenage singers and dancers that Universal Pictures cobbled together in the 1940s to put in B musicals and attract teen audiences. A very young Donald O'Connor was part of the troupe (and appears in What's Cookin'), a fact I was very excited about because I have always adored him. I grew up watching Singin' in the Rain (1952). Need I say more?

There isn't much of a plot to this film. The owners of a successful radio program, J.P. Courtney (Charles Butterworth) and his wife, Agatha (Billie Burke) are at odd over how to keep the program fresh and exciting. J.P. wants to bring in new acts; Agatha thinks the classical music that made the program popular is just fine. So by bringing in a few co-conspirators, including hapless magician Marvo the Great (Leo Carillo), the extremely popular Andrews Sisters (LaVerne, Maxene, and Patricia Andrews), and, of course, the Jivin Jacks and Jills, J.P. hopes to convince Agatha the times, they are a'changin.'

This film really was a breath of fresh air, even if it hadn't followed on the heels of two dark dramas. The musical numbers were the heart and soul, and rightfully so - they were fabulous. Why talk when you can sing and dance, I always say? I can see why these types of musicals were so popular during World War II - there really was no better way to get away from the horrors of reality than with whipped cream like this.

The Student of Prague (1926)

Sokai-Film

Director: Henrik Galeen

We close out Night 2 with probably my favorite movie of the entire weekend. I'm no student of German Expressionism (I haven't even seen The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari (1920)), but this movie was so stunningly beautiful. And so clever. And truly the stuff of nightmares.

Balduin (Conrad Veidt) is bored. He is the best swordsman in the entire city of Prague - no one even comes close - so dueling has lost its appeal. He doesn't care about going to parties with his friends anymore - how much beer can one guy drink before he tires of it anyway? And life is just... dull. Balduin wants to fall in love, but he is so wrapped up in his own listlessness, he doesn't notice the affections of Lydushka (Elizza La Porta), a waitress in the local bar. Plus, he probably wouldn't be interested anyway - Lydushka is poor, and Balduin craves riches.

That's why he accepts a weird offer from the mysterious Scapinelli (Werner Krauss), a wealthy stranger who promises to give Balduin endless riches, in exchange for one thing: Balduin's mirror reflection. It's a bizarre request, but who needs their reflection? And Scapinelli is going to hand over more money than Balduin has ever seen, so Balduin accepts, and it isn't long before he starts reaping the rewards of the deal.

He attends high society parties, where he falls in love with Comtesse Margit (Agnes Esterhazy), a wealthy heiress he saved from a horseback riding accident before he met Scapinelli (and, of course, who fell in love with the poor Balduin but he was so self absorbed he didn't see it).

But it isn't long before Balduin's reflection, wandering free, starts wreaking havoc, and Balduin is facing increasing recriminations for his double's behavior. When Balduin's mirror reflection ruins his budding romance with Margit, Balduin decides to put an end to it. At a terrible cost to him as well.

There isn't much words can do to describe this film, and how beautiful it was. How horrifying it was. It really is a masterpiece in every way. And should be more widely available.

[thegaytraveler]

AspenOUT and W Aspen partner for inaugural launch of Aspen Pride

W Aspen

Longtime Aspen nonprofit LGBTQ+ advocacy and support organization, AspenOUT and W Aspen have partnered to launch Aspen Pride this June for the first year in the city’s history.

“For 27 years, AspenOUT has been a part of the Aspen Community and is synonymous for hosting Aspen Gay Ski Week,” said Chris Jaycock, General Manager, W Aspen. “Based on demand, W Aspen and AspenOUT partnered to create Aspen’s inaugural Pride event. We have a longstanding commitment to the LGBTQ+ community. Ensuring that we are creating a safe and welcoming environment where all feel valued and accepted is at the heart of everything we do at the W, and we couldn’t be more excited to be the host hotel for Aspen Pride.” 

W Aspen will kick off Aspen Pride with a month-long series of activities, including Pride Opening Weekend:

Beginning on Friday, June 2, guests and locals are invited to start Aspen Pride with a splash on W Aspen’s WETdeck, surrounded by beats from an incredible lineup of LGBTQ+ DJs. The Pale Rosé by Sacha Lichine will also be activating a limited-edition Pale Pong table for guests to try their hand at the elevated party game for the month of June, available exclusively on WETdeck.

Festivities continue with a foray into Aspen’s spectacular mountain landscape to enjoy a serene yoga class on Saturday, June 3, led by a special guest and yoga guru, all capped off with a champagne toast. A prominent tastemaker and spirits writer will also be on-property hosting Mixology 101 and sharing his masterful cocktails with guests. The day’s events will culminate with Pride Ball Extravaganza, featuring stellar DJs and special performances throughout the hotel.

Guests are also invited to enjoy a jam-packed Comedy Brunch Sunday, June 4, featuring unforgettable comics, glam stations, and costume closets. All ticket proceeds from Pride Opening Weekend will be donated directly to AspenOut.  

In addition, throughout the month of June, W Aspen will offer new programming and incentives to support the LGBTQ+ and greater Aspen community. Every Thursday in June, proceeds from cocktail purchases will be donated to AspenOut. There will also be mixology classes by legendary bartenders and pop-ups by renowned cocktail bars as well as wellness events such as morning yoga sessions, stretching and meditation classes, sound baths, and other mindfulness programs.  

“It is important to us at W Aspen, to work with partners and vendors who share in our values of acceptance and community support,” said Ryan Crist, Director of Marketing and Sales, W Aspen. “The brands W Aspen has partnered with all have made social and financial commitments to organizations supporting the LGBTQ+ community and are integral to our Aspen community, making them valuable partners for this hotel and patrons of our property.” 

Guests and locals are invited to start Aspen Pride with a splash, the evening of Friday, June 2 on W Aspen’s WETdeck, surrounded by beats from an incredible lineup of LGBTQ+ DJs. The Pale Rosé by Sacha Lichine will also be activating a limited-edition Pale Pong table for guests to try their hand at the elevated party game for the month of June, available exclusively on WETdeck. Festivities continue with a foray into Aspen’s spectacular mountain landscape to enjoy a serene yoga class, June 3, led by a special guest and yoga guru, all capped off with a champagne toast. A prominent tastemaker and spirits writer will also be on-property hosting Mixology 101 and sharing his masterful cocktails with guests. The day’s events will culminate with Pride Ball Extravaganza, featuring stellar DJs and special performances throughout the hotel. Guests are invited to enjoy a jam-packed Comedy Brunch Sunday, June 4, featuring unforgettable comics, glam stations, and costume closets. All ticket proceeds from Pride Opening Weekend will be donated directly to AspenOut.  

Special Room reservations, which include all-access passes can be made online, using code LPR when booking. For each room booked using the code, W Aspen will make a donation to AspenOUT.