#hilltowns

[chaeamchaeam]

Just like us 👦🏻👩🏻

[covid-safer-hotties]

Back towards the beginning of the pandemic, I had a customer tell me I could take my mask off in the hilltowns cuz they had "freash air" here. It astounds me that people seeing someone wearing a mask going on 6 years now think anything they say can change your mind!

People will be like "Hi! I have a majorly warped perception of reality! Wanna join me?" and then look at you like some sort of crazy person when you tell them about basic physics concepts like... particles.

[dabiconcordia]

Consolation

How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How much better to cruise these local, familiar streets, fully grasping the meaning of every roadsign and billboard and all the sudden hand gestures of my compatriots.

There are no abbeys here, no crumbling frescoes or famous domes and there is no need to memorize a succession of kings or tour the dripping corners of a dungeon. No need to stand around a sarcophagus, see Napoleon's little bed on Elba, or view the bones of a saint under glass.

How much better to command the simple precinct of home than be dwarfed by pillar, arch, and basilica. Why hide my head in phrase books and wrinkled maps? Why feed scenery into a hungry, one-eyes camera eager to eat the world one monument at a time?

Instead of slouching in a café ignorant of the word for ice, I will head down to the coffee shop and the waitress known as Dot. I will slide into the flow of the morning paper, all language barriers down, rivers of idiom running freely, eggs over easy on the way.

And after breakfast, I will not have to find someone willing to photograph me with my arm around the owner. I will not puzzle over the bill or record in a journal what I had to eat and how the sun came in the window. It is enough to climb back into the car

as if it were the great car of English itself and sounding my loud vernacular horn, speed off down a road that will never lead to Rome, not even Bologna. By Billy Collins

[kate-likes-this]

James McAvoy on the set of California Schemin' 1/2. Dundee, Hilltown, Scotland (Nov 11, 2024) Photos by: ?

Related: james mcavoy, jm ps, jm onset, jm gif, jm voice

[lilydalexf]

👽 X-Files Casefile Fic Recs, Part 4

Here are a bunch of very good X-Files fics featuring a casefile. Not enough? Check out all the recs in part 1, part 2, and part 3. Enjoy! Backlash by Joann Humby Mulder and Scully are still on the run but time's running out. Birdsong by @chekcough The plot of Silence of the Lambs, with Dana Scully replacing Clarice Starling, and a younger Agent Mulder, working in the B.S.U, assigned to help her. It is not at all necessary to have seen/read either 'The Silence of the Lambs' or 'The X-Files' to enjoy this. Dominion by aka "Jake" "So what's in New Orleans, Mulder?" His slanting smile widened into an all-out, cat-who-ate-the-canary grin, producing a seldom seen dimple in his unshaved cheek. "The third in a series of decapitations, Scully. Ritualistic overtones." He waggled his eyebrows. "The heads are still missing." Doorway to the Gods by @wtfmulder Mulder and Scully travel to Arizona to investigate the ‘Doorway to the Gods,’ a rock formation that is said to give wanderers access to a parallel universe. Hallowed by OnlyTheInevitable (@gaycrouton) In order to get a dangerous, misogynistic cult shut down, Mulder and Scully have to go undercover as a married couple to destroy it from the inside. When they get a little too involved, how will they manage to come out alive? Malevolence by aka "Jake" When ex-ISU Chief Bill Patterson is found dead in his prison cell with his face slashed and his eyes cut out, Mulder and Scully pick up the hunt where they left off five years earlier. Still convinced the killer is not a man but an evil spirit, Mulder pursues his own investigative methods, bringing him to the brink of insanity for a second time. Meanwhile, Scully is desperate to solve the case before she loses Mulder to his demons forever. Mezzo Luna by msk "Eleven assaults or acts of vandalism in a quiet Italian-American neighborhood and none of the assailants is less than middle-aged. It's a definite anomaly, Scully. Decent, law-abiding people who erupted in violence and can't explain why. It doesn't make sense." Midori No Me by FridaysAt9 When several couples go missing from a 55+ community in Florida, Mulder and Scully are once again assigned as an undercover married couple tasked with solving the case. Mulder can’t wait to play house as a retiree, but because of the nature of their relationship at its current state, Scully isn’t so sure. Set post Plus One. Reflections of the Unknown by Sophos Scully and Mulder investigate serial killers in New Orleans, and reflect upon their feelings for each other. / Mulder and Scully are brought in to investigate a series of suicides in a Boston home, while dealing with the visibility of their emotions for one another. She Walks at Night by fragilevixen (@fragilevixenfic) Mulder’s knack for getting himself and Scully into sticky situations leads them to the heart of NOLA at the tail end of Hurricane season after barely surviving a Floridian storm—to investigate a rumor of a notable Voodoo Queen and missing girls trying to bring her back. Shine by Ainon Mulder and Scully come to investigate multiple deaths in one family. Stuck in Storage by tiredmoonlight On what she believes to be a wild goose chase case in the middle of South Carolina, Scully ends up locked in a storage closet overnight with her partner. Strangers and the Strange Dead by Kipler In which dead bodies and shivering people disturb the hilltown of Bradenton, and our young, orphaned narrator serves hot beverages to the investigating agents even as she ponders the peculiar, elusive nature of their relationship. The Tiger Complex by LoneGunGuy While investigating a gruesome catastrophe in the Amazon rain forest, Mulder and Scully struggle against a mysterious killer, their own suspicions and the unforgiving jungle itself.

[calabria-mediterranea]

Civita, Calabria, Italy

Civita is hilltown town in Calabria in the heart of the Pollino National park, in Southern Italy's Calabria.

In Civita, Calabria, the history centers on an Albanian community fleeing from the Turks. While a precise arrival date is not known, the first Albanian explorers most likely came to the area in the 1470s. The “new” arrivals brought their language and culture with them, settling throughout the Pollino Mountains.

In keeping with Civita’s history, the local religion and village architecture reflect Arbëreshe culture. Just off the main piazza stands the Italian-Albanian Mother Church dedicated to Santa Maria Assunta. Its parishioners follow the Byzantine rite as part of the Eparchy of Lungro, an Italo-Albanian diocese in Calabria, subject to the Holy See. The Baroque structure features many elements of the Byzantine church, such as the beautiful iconostasis in walnut and olivewood, numerous icons and frescos.

Civita maintains its original layout, with neighborhoods of old two-story stone houses with large fireplaces situated along narrow lanes. Interestingly, the facades of several homes resemble faces, with a long chimney for the nose and windows for eyes.

The chimney stacks are another characteristic of the village, each unique design giving that personal touch to the habitation.

This village of fewer than 1,000 also boasts the dramatic natural setting of northern Calabria’s Pollino Mountains, part of Italy’s largest national park. One of Civita’s highlights is the Gole del Raganello, a deep canyon carved by the Raganello River, which flows to the Ionian Sea. From Civita’s enviable position of 450 meters (1,480 feet), views of the expansive river valley extend all the way to the sea!

From the oldtown, you can hike down the side of the canyon or take a jeep to the Ponte del Diavolo. This Devil’s Bridge has the familiar tale of having been constructed by the devil in exchange for the life of the first soul who crosses it. Being cleverer than the diavolo himself, the local landowner who made the pact with the devil tricked him by sending a sheep, instead of a person, over the new structure.

Photos by Un Trolley per Due and Calabria: The Other Italy

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[stairnaheireann]

#OTD in Irish History | 25 April:

1185 – Henry II sends his son John to Ireland; John lands at Waterford on this date to assert control over Hugh de Lacy, but he fails to achieve this. Henry still suspects that de Lacy wants to be king of Ireland. 1681 – Count Redmond O’Hanlon (outlawed chief) was fatally shot by his foster-brother, Art MacCall O’Hanlon near Hilltown, Co Down. Historian John J. Marshall has called Redmond…

[derschwarzeengel]

Again, the sheer amount of times that the Charmed Ones encounter someone who appears to be an Innocent or some otherwise normal person, only for that individual to turn out to be a warlock or demon enacting their own evil plan that may or may not involve the Halliwells (sometimes the Charmed Ones get involved purely by happenstance)...

... and it is baffling to me that the 2018 series flat-out does not do this. There was the necromancer from a season 1 episode, Parker the half-demon who attended the same university as the girls (because Hilltowne University is apparently the only university/college in their town), and the reveal of Abigael being a demon-witch hybrid in season 2, but that's it.

I've touched on this before, but the original series has a sense of paranoia that anyone might be a force of evil out to kill the sisters that the 2018 show simply doesn't have.

And it is so very odd to me that the reboot's writers went this route.

[yakamozesintisib]

Pp de ki avm aqua florya mi

Hilltown

[maximumwobblerbanditdonut]

EXCLUSIVE: James McAvoy in Dundee 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 as filming starts for his new film 🎥

Hollywood star James McAvoy is in Dundee for filming his directorial debut film. Scenes are being shot in the Hilltown for California Schemin' – which tells the true story of two Dundee students who pretended to be American rappers to get a record deal.

Gavin Bain and Billy Boyd - or Silibil N' Brains, as they became known - were two ordinary Scottish boys who shared an extraordinary dream: to become rap superstars. Creating new identities for themselves, they persuaded the music industry that they were the latest hot young talent from California. Silibil N' Brains then lived out that lie for more than two years, securing an enormous record deal with Sony and being catapulted into the industry high-life, rubbing shoulders with the likes of Madonna, Eminem and D12.

📷 thecourier.co.uk

Posted 4th November 2024

[mia-studyhaus]

5 Minutes, 5 Words - #223

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Syndrome /ˈsɪndrəʊm/ (n.) - a group of symptoms which consistently occur together, or a condition characterized by a set of associated symptoms.

Dr. Kevin will be presenting a lecture about Marfan Syndrome tomorrow.

Synonymous /sɪˈnɒnɪməs/ (adj.) - closely associated with or suggestive of something.

The bright clothes Sonia wore were synonymous with her cheerful mood.

Synopsis /sɪˈnɒpsɪs/ (n.) - a brief summary or general survey of something.

Clara's blog has the best literary synopsis of Little Women I have ever come across.

Syntax /ˈsɪntæks/ (n.) - the arrangement of words and phrases to create well-formed sentences in a language.

I took many months to grasp the syntax of Navajo.

Synthesise /ˈsɪnθɪˌsaɪz/ (v.) - make (something) by synthesis, especially chemically.

After many trials, the team was finally able to successfully synthesise the treatment for the rare disease plaguing Hilltown.

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Definitions from: Oxford Languages.

IPA Phonetic Transcription (UK English) from: tophonetics.com

Sentences are fictitious, though they may be based on real issues that occur across the world.

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Pictures taken from Tumblr Gifs.

[paganplaces]

Goward dolmen

The Goward dolmen (also known as Pat Kearney’s Big Stone or Cloughmore Cromlech) is located between Hilltown and Castlewellan in County Down, Northern Ireland.

Read more at: https://paganplaces.com/places/goward-dolmen/

[elminx]

In my first semester of college, I was friends with this girl (we'll call her Jammie because that was her name) who was from South Boston. She invited me into Boston and showed me her house so I thought it only fair to invite her to my home three hours west in the hilltowns.

She told me that she couldn't go there because there might be bears.

At that time I couldn't even comprehend her apprehension.

Of course, there are bears there. That's...the best part.

[dabiconcordia]

Consolation

How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How much better to cruise these local, familiar streets, fully grasping the meaning of every roadsign and billboard and all the sudden hand gestures of my compatriots.

There are no abbeys here, no crumbling frescoes or famous domes and there is no need to memorize a succession of kings or tour the dripping corners of a dungeon. No need to stand around a sarcophagus, see Napoleon’s little bed on Elba, or view the bones of a saint under glass. How much better to command the simple precinct of home than be dwarfed by pillar, arch, and basilica. Why hide my head in phrase books and wrinkled maps? Why feed scenery into a hungry, one-eyed camera eager to eat the world one monument at a time? Instead of slouching in a café ignorant of the word for ice, I will head down to the coffee shop and the waitress known as Dot. I will slide into the flow of the morning paper, all language barriers down, rivers of idiom running freely, eggs over easy on the way.

And after breakfast, I will not have to find someone willing to photograph me with my arm around the owner. I will not puzzle over the bill or record in a journal what I had to eat and how the sun came in the window. It is enough to climb back into the car

as if it were the great car of English itself and sounding my loud vernacular horn, speed off down a road that will never lead to Rome, not even Bologna. by Billy Collins

[kate-likes-this]

James McAvoy on the set of California Schemin' Dundee, Hilltown, Scotland (Nov 4, 2024) Photos by: Steve Brown, DC Thomson

Related: james mcavoy, jm ps, jm onset, jm gif, jm voice

[lilydalexf]

👽 Random X-Files Fic Rec

If you looked up "instant classic" in the X-Files fanfic dictionary, you'd probably find this 3rd party POV story in the short list of examples. With good reason. Title: Strangers and the Strange Dead Author: Kipler Summary: In which dead bodies and shivering people disturb the hilltown of Bradenton, and our young, orphaned narrator serves hot beverages to the investigating agents even as she ponders the peculiar, elusive nature of their relationship. Length: 7,982 words Classification: None provided Rating: General Audiences Spoilers: Originally posted in February, 2000. Thus, it was intended to be read around the time episodes 7X12 (X-Cops) or 7X13 (First Person Shooter) were airing. Disregard later seasons of XF when reading this. Favorite line: Can't pick just one in this very well written story. Read the story!