#camp bryant

[bones-ivy-breath]

Canoe in a creek, Camp Bryan, Lake Ellis, Craven County, NC, May, 1906. From the H. H. Brimley Photo Collection, State Archives of NC.

[thegaycousin-upgrade]

Bright Sessions characters as things in my and my besties quote book and the quote book from our play rehearsals:

“Chill your beans? Don’t you mean chill your legumes” - Chloe

“It’s not drugs, it’s the learning channel” - Dr. Bright

*to the tune of unstoppable by Sia* “I’m uncrustable” - Sam

“Am I LEAKING pencils bro?!?” - Caleb

Caleb: Fuck, Mary, kill shapes?

Mark: all of the above

“Babies are annoying I’d kick one” - Wadsworth

“I’m MEAN not RACIST!” - Damien

“Ye old Betty White” - Agent Green

“It’s giving Great Depression in the 1930s core” - Adam

“You’re not in the bottom 10% of people! Theres murderers, there’s conservatives” - Rose

[sneakerhistory]

Some famous hoopers at Kobe Bryant’s basketball camp back in the day 👀

[aideshou]

blessed memorial friday from last year's hikoboshi (male star)

remember to live for those who have died .

[milliondollarbaby87]

The Burial (2023) Review

Inspired by a true story when lawyer Willie Gary helps funeral home owner Jeremiah (Jerry) O’Keefe save his family business from a coporate monster they will go on to expose an extremely complex wev of race, power and injustice. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Continue reading Untitled

[nba24highlights]

51yr old Michael Jordan Vs. Kobe Bryant Fan! 2023 #michaeljordan #1v1 #nba24highlights #NBA24Highlights

[travellingwithhemant]

Top Best Places in Kodaikanal

Kodaikanal is a picturesque hill station located in the southern Indian state of Tamil Nadu. Known as the “Princess of Hill Stations,” Kodaikanal is situated at an altitude of 2,133 meters above sea level and boasts a cool climate, lush greenery, and stunning landscapes. In this comprehensive guide, we’ll take you on a journey through this beautiful town and provide you with everything you need…

[grantmentis]

Undrafted / unsigned players as of right now

With the SDHL / AuroraLiiga / Postfinance Women’s League / EWHL / other leagues either underway or soon to be underway, a lot of rosters are close to solidified with only a few spots left.

A lot of PWHL teams have made clear that they plan to not sign any / very few remaining free agents or draft picks until after training camp where they plan to have everyone remaining compete for spots. Obviously signed players and drafted players will be there, but who else? This is meant to give some light to that

This list does not include NCAA / USports players who went undrafted, mostly just due to lack of time. But feel free to add anyone notable!

Current list of rumored undrafted training camp invites.

Please note that this is not from PWHL teams officially and may not include all players invited / some may still be responding to offers

Boston Fleet -Jillian Dempsey, Klara Peslarova, Cami Kronish, Maude Poulin Labelle, Kelly-Ann Nadeau

Minnesota Frost - Claire Butorac, Brook Bryant, Lauren Bench, Charlotte Akervik

Montreal Victoire- Clair DeGeorge, Sandra Abstreiter, Gabrielle David, Alexandra Labelle, 

New York Sound - Chayla Edwards, Madison Bizal, Taylor Baker, Savannah Norcross

Ottawa Charge - Taylor House

Toronto Sceptres - Rylind MacKinnon, Jessica Kondas, Lauriane Rougeau

Players on PWHL teams last year currently not affiliated with any teams / camp invites

Players with * is who I feel have the best spot at camp invites

Lindsey post

Brooke Hobson

Carley Olivier

Jade downie-landry *

Élizabeth Giguere *

Paetyn Levis *

Jill saulnier *

Alexa Gruschow

Madison packer *

Kayla Vespa

Mellissa channell *

Nikki nightengale

Abby cook

Kelly babstock

Kaleigh Fratkin *

Gigi Marvin *

Amanda pelkey *

Samantha isbell

Brooke Bryant

Sydney Brodt *

Brigitte Laganière

Ann-Sophie Bettez *

Sarah bujold *

Leah lum

Sarah Lefort. *

Brooke Stacey

Alex poznikoff

Marlène Boissonnault

Rachel mcquigge *

Samantha ridgewell *

Emma buckles

Victoria Howran

Taylor Davison

Lauren MacInnis

Samantha Davis

Rosalie Demers

Audrey-Ann Veillette *

Sam Cogan

Kaitlin willoughby

Jess jones

Fanni Garát-Gasparics *

Notable players who played in other leagues last year who are currently not affiliated with any team

Please note, I’m not saying all of these players will be PWHL invites, but as all leagues look to fill remaining spots these are names that may be on their call list. I put an * on players I think could have a shot at a camp invite for the PWHL based on a few factors including if they declared for the draft

Nicola Eisenschmid *

Laura kluge *

Shae Demale *

Tatum Amy

Emma Murén

Sarah-Ève Coutu-Godbout

Ally Johnson

Iveta Klimášová

Emily pinto

Autumn Macdougall

Sally Hoerr

Anna Purschke

Sara Krauseneck

Eleri McKay *

tanner Gates *

Yoshino Enomoto

Christine Deaudelin

Aoi Shiga

Lilla Carpenter-Boesch

Anna Kilponen

Anniina Kaitala

Ella Välikangas

[heystephen]

michael jackson was a pedophile, kobe bryant was a rapist, and liam payne was an abuser who forced his child bride - who he literally met at her quinceañera - to get an abortion. good riddance to all three, and i hope every abuser, every rapist, every predator, every pedophile in the entire industry drops dead and tmz posts mocking photos before their bodies are even cold. abusive men do not deserve dignity in death. all your energy should be for maya henry right now, since she's the one being swamped by people like you who think it's progressive to ~see the humanity~ in her abuser.

the biggest morons on planet earth are camped out in my asks again. where did i say anything about seeing the humanity in her abuser. like actually link me the post and tell me how you got that conclusion from something i said

[brimstone-cowboy]

Some thoughts about that post is that tuunbaq definitely isn’t a real cultural Inuit figure but is based on tupilak, something that could broadly be described as a manufactured spirit. So much of Inuit religious custom has been lost through Christian missionary work as well as the customs varying from region to region that it was unclear to Europeans who inquired about tupilak whether the carved icons were a representation of the spirit or literally how the spirit was manifested through the act of creation. (See the carved bear along side the man)

The tupilak was evoked as a revenge spirit and it’s creation was taboo because the intention was for it to be used to kill. Nive Nielsen spoke in and interview about Tuunbaq being “creations of the shaman, and they use them to protect themselves and their families” so in this way I think it’s very similar to tupilak. But then referring to its role with the show, Tuunbaq does this quite effectively, as soon as Silna’s father is shot it appears and rips apart the nearest man holding a gun, then it goes after Bryant the man that actually shot her father, then disrespects Franklin in the same way his creator was disrespected. It’s attacks aren’t random it’s not an animal that hunts for food. There is a devolution in its behaviour as it’s ties with Silna become thinner but it’s the only tie she has to her father, it becomes more irrational but it keeps bringing her seal meat, she’s scared of it and she respects it. It kills the men because they want to hurt her, it is a form of protection but it’s unstable and dangerous.

She does appear to be able to briefly bind herself to it, as Tuunbaq only attacks the camp after Silna has left and the family has been massacred. It’s as if its judged that after this act of violence Silna probably won’t care if some of these horrible men die. Once they’re separated again Tuunbaq is almost completely bestial “sick from what it eats”. Within the context of the show we can infer that it is becoming more and more like the men it hunts, it eats without needing food, it claims territories it can’t possibly survive in. It can be an extended metaphor for colonialism as well as a creature based on Inuit culture.

[jomiddlemarch]

That it alone is high fantastical

“Oh, Mother, you’ll never guess! You’ll never guess in century of guessing!” Rilla cried out, sounding so much as she had as a little girl, for a moment, Anne could convince herself the War had never happened and that somewhere in Rainbow Valley, Walter sat writing a crown of sonnets in his leather-bound journal, his face dappled by the light, back braced against the bole of a birch tree, his grey eyes unfocused as he searched for his next word.

There was still a white stone in the graveyard. Shirley was in Toronto, having refused (albeit politely) to return to Glen St. Mary, much to Susan’s dismay, and Jem walked with a pronounced limp, his uneven gait announcing him as much as Mary’s voice.

There was a mystery there, Jem and Mary Vance, but Anne couldn’t see any way through it and Gilbert, lying beside her in bed, both of them tired but sleepless, told her not to try. Jem had seemed less removed, less falsely cheerful lately, and had begun talking about the medical course again, perhaps a specialty in obstetrics, a hospital practice. As far away from men dying in battle as he can get, Gilbert had observed and Anne had recalled Joyce’s little face, white as a mayflower blossom, and held her tongue.

Rilla, remarkably, given her exuberant entrance, had done the same in the absence of Anne’s response. Miss Oliver had left Ingleside some weeks ago, so there was no one to suggest Rilla either elaborate or calm herself, as her likeness to a whistling copper tea-kettle was increasingly pronounced.

“If I’ll never guess, dear, you must tell me,” Anne said. It was a relief that Rilla could still be the young girl she ought to be, for all that she wore Ken Ford’s diamond ring on her finger and was capable of a brisk, warm matronliness when it came to raising Jims, now reserved for the writing of letters to his new British stepmother and clucking over the missives she received.

“Faith Meredith has eloped!”

Anne did admit to herself she would never have guessed that, because for all her imagination, she wouldn’t have guessed something impossible.

“But, Rilla, Jem is with your father today, doing the Lowbridge rounds. Susan and I packed a lunch with plenty of pie for Dad and some of that flapjack Jem took to after being in England,” Anne said. He’d been in hospital in England, recovering from the injuries he’d sustained at the Front, in the prison camp, during his escape, none of which was spoken of. Only flapjack and stewed tea and how no cook in England was a patch on Susan and that you may tie to, uttered with some semblance of his old roguish humor.

“I didn’t say she married Jem, Mother!” Rilla exclaimed. Her cheeks were pink and her eyes were bright. She had a look of Gilbert at his most delighted about him, an expression Anne remembered from their childhood. Anne opened her mouth to speak but Rilla interrupted.

“It’s Bertie Shakespeare Drew! Faith Meredith is Mrs. Bertie Shakespeare!” Rilla said.

If Anne hadn’t already been sitting down, she would have, suddenly and gracelessly. As it was, the shirt she’d been mending fell from her lap.

“That’s—why, Rilla, are you sure?”

“I heard it directly from Mary Vance,” Rilla said, lifting a hand to stop Anne from speaking. “And Miss Cornelia Bryant. You know Miss Cornelia has no taste for gossip. Miss Cornelia’d heard it from Mrs. Meredith—”

“Poor Rosemary,” Anne said, before she could stop herself.

“Why poor Rosemary? I suppose they thought Faith and Jem would make a go of it, at least, perhaps Reverend Meredith and Mrs. Meredith did, but the War’s done funny things to people and Faith and Jem, they just didn’t fit any longer,” Rilla said. Sometimes, Anne felt Rilla reminded her of someone she couldn’t name and realized her youngest daughter spoke with the wisdom Anne’s own mother might have had. Plenty of folks in the Glen would find such a thought eerie, but Anne was comforted, for all that she ought to be the one offering a thoughtful explanation rather than receiving it.

“I suppose I meant the surprise, an elopement—”

“They must not have wanted to wait. Or were afraid someone would try to talk them out of it. Bertie’s mother maybe,” Rilla said.

Rosemary or her father, Anne thought. Jem, if he’d been given the chance, perhaps. Perhaps not, if Rilla was correct.

“Bertie Shakespeare Drew,” Anne said. “I remember when he was born. He’s just Jem’s age.”

“He’s not much like you remember him, Mother. He’s all tall and stalwart now and they say he’s going in for engineering, that he learned quite a bit in France, found he had a talent for that sort of thing. And his ears don’t stick out quite so much anymore,” Rilla said.

“There’re more things on heav’n and earth,” Anne said, mangling the quote a bit, fairly certain Rilla would not correct her. “D’you suppose Faith calls him Bertie? Or his full name—it’s quite a mouthful.”

Queenly Faith Meredith, the undisputed beauty of Glen St. Mary, who had a sense of humor but also a sense of herself as beyond any teasing, now to be Mrs. Bertie Shakespeare Drew. Anne smiled to herself and thought how Mary Vance would find a way to make Jem grin over it all. She’s lucky to get him, Mary would say, reversing the order the Glen would have assumed, and Mary, canny and unexpectedly kind, would have the right of it, perhaps.

Susan would be quite outraged and the pastry of her next pie might suffer for it, but Gilbert had always taken an unchristian glee in Susan’s outrage and wouldn’t mind the pastry being a bit heavier. It was still the best piecrust on Prince Edward Island, now that Mrs. Rachel Lynde was no longer living to give Susan a run for her money.

“Miss Cornelia said Faith was heard to call him Will, when she spoke to her parents. It’s after Shakespeare of course, and because he was so determined they marry,” Rilla said. 

“And because Faith wanted to,” Anne said. She wasn’t sure if she meant the elopement or the name, but it was all of a piece.

“Miss Cornelia said they’d gone to New York for their honeymoon and she hoped Faith didn’t come back with a bunch of silly Yankee airs but Mary and I didn’t think that was likely,” Rilla said, sitting down beside Anne, picking up the shirt and starting to sew.

“She didn’t come back from England any different, after all,” Rilla said.

“Except that she didn’t marry your brother,” Anne replied.

“D’you know, Mother, even without the War, I don’t think they’d ever have gone through with it, Faith and Jem,” Rilla said. “It was, how shall I put it, like a childhood fairy tale, the honorable knight and the maiden fair, all sorts of adventures they had in Rainbow Valley. They were always going to grow up. We all were.”

Not Walter, Anne’s heart said. Not Joyce.

“I’m glad of Ken’s name, anyway. And don’t worry, I wouldn’t elope for anything. I want our families around us, as many as we can get, even if we have to wait. We’re rather good at that,” Rilla said. She’d finished the one shirt and picked up another. She peered at it, frowned. “I can’t think what Dad does to his clothes—”

“I’ve made up a thousand stories to try to explain that and I still don’t think I’ve figured it out,” Anne said. “Some things, my darling girl, are beyond explanation.”

This one's for @freyafrida because I didn't manage to squeeze Faith/Bertie Shakespeare into my Jem/Mary fic...

[carsonlambos]

ok pwhl minnesota updates that you might’ve missed

- 4th round pick brooke mcquigge signed a two year deal in sweden with modo hockey so it’s unlikely she plays in the pwhl this year (x)

- camp invites were extended to former players brooke bryant and claire butorac (x)

- in addition reserve goalie lauren bench and former all american slu/gopher goalie lucy morgan were given camp invites (x) (x)

- charlotte akervik, minnesota states all time points leader for a defender + former usa camp invitee was also given a camp invite (x)

- kaleigh fratkin might (?) be headed to minnesota’s training camp based on boston’s competition at defender (x)

- dominque kremer signed in sweden with the sde hf (x)

- first three picks were all given two year contracts, meaning dominique petrie (r5), mae batherson (r6), and katy knoll (r7) are the draft picks that remain unsigned to any team

- clair degeorge was given a training camp invite to montreal this year, and has taken it, meaning it’s unlikely she signs with minnesota (x)

- this leave sydney brodt as the only member that had a contract that seemingly has no (confirmed) future plans

- so far, nine forwards and five defenders are under contract, and i would believe that means more training camp invites are underway

[podcast-hottie-of-the-week]

Hey hey! It's Podcast Hottie day! This week's contenders: Buddy Aurinko of The Penumbra Podcast, Adam of Camp Here And There, Mark Bryant of The Bright Sessions, and Isabel Lovelace of Wolf 359!

[pwhl-mybeloved]

2024-25 Minnesota Frost Training Camp Roster

Forwards (16):

Sydney Brodt

Brooke Bryant

Claire Butorac

Michela Cava

Kendall Coyne Schofield

Britta Curl

Taylor Heise

Klára Hymlárová

Katy Knoll

Denisa Křížová

Brooke McQuigge

Kaitlyn O’Donohoe

Kelly Pannek

Dominique Petrie

Liz Schepers

Grace Zumwinkle

Defenders (8):

Charlotte Akervik

Mae Batherson

Natalie Buchbinder

Mellissa Channell

Maggie Flaherty

Sophie Jaques

Lee Stecklein

Claire Thompson

Goaltenders (4):

Lauren Bench

Nicole Hensley

Lucy Morgan

Maddie Rooney

[ginger-grimm]

RE-RE-INTRODUCING: MARLOW STILINSKI

Full Name: Marlow Marie Stilinski

Birthdate: February 22nd, 1999

Hair Color: Brown, then blonde

Eye Color: Blue

Species: Werecoyote, Beta (Bitten)

Family: Claudia Stilinski, née Gajos (Mother, deceased), Noah Stilinski (Father), Miecysław “Stiles” Stilinski (Older Brother), Elias Stilinski (Paternal Grandfather)

Love Interest: Liam Dunbar

Friends: Riley Parrish, Coop Harris, Nixie Baker, Bear Wallace, Tilly Cole, Oz Baker, Nina Simms, Mason Hewitt, Corey Bryant, Scott McCall, Malia Tate, Kira Yukimura, Lydia Martin, Derek Hale

Likes: Horror movies, scary stories, true crime, cookies, singing, dancing, cheerleading, scrapbooking, sunsets, movie nights, animals

Dislikes: Liars, not feeling in control, being treated like a child, people not following her advice, sour candy, loud noises, hot weather

Phobias: Snakes, flying

Style: Jeans and sweaters or blouses, sneakers (she hates uncomfortable foot wear), locket with pictures of her family in it, lazy with her makeup looks, hair up or down depending on the heat

Speech: Californian accent, low-pitch voice, gets loud when she’s stressed or annoyed - otherwise pretty much inside voice only

Physical Quirks/Scars: Climbed over a fence when she was a kid, leg got caught on the metal and still has the scar, her eyes glow blue when she’s in werecoyote mode

Personality: Fiercely protective, loving, selfless, salty, family-oriented, anxious, saracstic

Background: Born and raised in Beacon Hills, Marlow has halways been the baby of the bunch - whether that was at home or in her friend group. She was always in need of a little more attention due to her severe panic attacks and BPD. As a child, she was quiet and withdrawn, using her brother’s outspoken demeanor as a shield whenever she felt she needed to. Marlow’s mother Claudia died when she was seven, prompting the little girl to hide her true emotions from everyone. She toughens up and spends more time with her best friend Mason Hewitt, whom she met in kindergarten. When the two are out on a camping trip with Mason’s family, ten-year-old Marlow comes across a scary man with red glowing eyes. He bites her and suddenly her whole life is turned upside down. The night after her first full moon, she wakes up in the ruins of the Hale house, Derek and Laura Hale there to explain the ropes of being a shapeshifter. After Derek leaves town and Laura is murdered by Peter Hale, thirteen-year-old Marlow is left to fend for herself, continuing to hide her new identity from her loved ones. Then her brothers best friend Scott McCall is turned into a werewolf and she tries to help him navigate his new normal while keeping her own predicament under wraps. She is relegated to research duty, having Mason help her under the guise of making up a story. Two years pass and after losses, battles, and goodbyes, Marlow finally starts attending Beacon Hills High School with Mason. Then she meets the new kid Liam Dunbar, and there is a spark. When Liam is bitten by Scott and turned into a werewolf, Marlow is one more incident away from having an anxious breakdown.

Faceclaim: Jenny Boyd

TAGLIST: @waterloou @eddysocs ​ @ocs-supporting-ocs @foxesandmagic @veetlegeuse @decennia @hiddenqveendom @arrthurpendragon @luucypevensie @kentaroranda @noratilney @wordspin-shares @oneirataxia-girl @endless-oc-creations @lucys-chen @andromedalestrange @far-shores @daughter-of-melpomene @bibaybe

[byneddiedingo]

Christopher Gable and Twiggy in The Boy Friend (Ken Russell, 1971)

Cast: Twiggy, Christopher Gable, Max Adrian, Bryan Pringle, Murray Melvin, Moyra Fraser, Georgina Hale, Sally Bryant, Vladek Sheybal, Tommy Tune, Brian Murphy, Graham Armitage, Antonia Ellis, Caryl Little, Glenda Jackson. Screenplay: Ken Russell, based on a musical play by Sandy Wilson. Cinematography: David Watkin. Production design: Tony Walton. Costume design: Shirley Russell. Music: Peter Maxwell Davies; songs: Sandy Wilson, Nacio Herb Brown, Arthur Freed. 

Nothing succeeds like excess. That seems to have been Ken Russell's motto, well displayed in The Boy Friend. As I watched it, I thought the first parody of Busby Berkeley's kaleidoscopic production numbers for Warner Bros. musicals was brilliant. The second was entertaining. The third was ... well, maybe the law of diminishing returns had set in. The original stage musical was a campy sendup of the kind of musical comedies that P.G. Wodehouse, Guy Bolton, and Jerome Kern used to create for the Princess Theatre and later in the 1920s: tuneful light romances with silly plots. But for the movie, Russell superadds a campy sendup of the backstage movie musicals of the 1930s, borrowing plot and even dialogue from 42nd Street (Lloyd Bacon, 1933), hence the Berkeley parodies. I first saw The Boy Friend around the time of its first release, and enjoyed it. But watching it again now, I found myself looking at the clock after the first hour and a half passed. The version I had seen in the theater was the one MGM had cut by 25 minutes; the restored version runs an exhausting two hours and 17 minutes. That said, there is much to enjoy about Russell's movie, especially the vividly colored production design by Tony Walton and costumes by Shirley Russell (the director's wife). The presence of the great Tommy Tune in the cast is also a plus. The Sandy Wilson songs are pleasantly hummable, and the interpolation of two songs by Nacio Herb Brown and Arthur Freed that were featured in Singin' in the Rain (Stanley Donen and Gene Kelly, 1952) is nice. But a little camp goes a long way, and piling camp on camp can be tiresome, especially if the camp is done the way Russell does it: with a smirk rather than a wink.