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this is how i seriously focus and make sure i understand the dayβs lesson π
some other pages from my language study notebook π€ iβm using the midori 2024 datebook (πΆ version) which has a weekly setup and honestly isnβt that great for notetaking β but there are cute sketches on every page! iβm learning japanese from organic japanese with cure dolly on youtube, who i highly highly recommend!!!
#γγΌγ#japanese#i'm going to make a post specifically about dolly later#she is really such an incredible teacher and a genuinely delightful person.#i love her android voice. i only started watching after she passed but i miss her. wish i could listen to her talk about languages forever
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Follow-up to this post: while Frances Donaldson suggests in her biography that Wodehouse's first love was Ella King-Hall, a widow sixteen years older than him who later married his friend, and King-Hall's family offered the belief that he was "half in love with her" (see A Life in Letters), other biographers haven't found that theory so convincing. Sophie Ratcliffe was the first to be granted access to a private letter revealing a woman who was likely his first proposal: Alice Dovey, an actress who politely turned him down. They stayed in touch into old age, and Wodehouse wrote to her daughter on the occasion of her death, saying that all his heroines had been based on Dovey to some degree. The letter is described here:
Typed letter signed ("P.G. Wodehouse"), to Anne Garland, paying tribute to her mother on hearing of her death: "I had of course seen the announcement in Variety, and I need not tell you what a shock it was. Naturally I knew that your mother must be in her 80's β I am 87 myself β but I had always pictured her as just the same as when I first knew her" and proceeding to open his heart: "Our friendship started when she was in The Pink Lady in 1911. My first play was coming on with Douglas Fairbanks as the star, and I rushed to ask her if she would play the heroine, but of course she was tied up with the Pink Lady. It went to London at the end of its Broadway run, and I saw a lot of her over there. (I wonder if you have the photograph that used to hang outside the theatre). I shall never forget how wonderful she was with her charm and her sense of comedy and that beautiful voice. All the heroines in my books are more or less drawn from her"; however he expresses gratitude that she did not suffer at the end ("...It would have been too terrible if someone as sweet as she was had to suffer..."), and in a postscript jokes that in one of her last letters to him she "was kidding me for being a great-great-grandfather", adding: "I always admired your father [Jack Hazard] so much. So did Guy Bolton. He was our favourite comedian. He had that wonderful gist of making a line funny just by speaking it as it was written, without gagging", 1 page, engraved heading, small folio, Remsenburg, New York 11960, 12 February 1969
The general consensus is that the story In Alcala is Wodehouse's way of memorializing his feelings for her. It's also notable as the single most frankly sexual story PGW ever wrote, to the point that I have to say: though the timing seems to match up, I'm not sure I believe this is entirely Dovey? Peggy is clearly, explicitly a kept woman, and near the climax of the story, the hero nearly goes to her apartment to sleep with her. He's such an obvious Wodehouse stand-in, save for the fact that he's engaged to a well-off girl, that I can't believe Peggy is intended to represent a single specific woman. The story is sympathetic to her, but to write this in the early 1900s, about a real woman with a reputation to ruin, would be very loaded. Was it really entirely Alice Dovey, one-to-one?
In any case, when I read about Dovey, my next thought was, "So she's Dolly Henderson, right?" Because Gally's lost love Dolly Henderson is one of the only remaining vestiges of sentiment long after Wodehouse scoured it from his writing. Turns out.... no, Norman Murphy feels that Dolly matches much more closely with another woman: Daisy Wood, the youngest sister of Marie Lloyd (!), whom Wodehouse asked to dinner once in 1909. In my opinion, Dolly may be a composite, because there's some real feeling behind a passage one of the later books where Gally reflects that she was better off without him, and it doesn't seem Wood played much of a role in Wodehouse's life beyond those dinner plans.
Then there was the widow, Lillian Anderson, and the chorus girl he cheated on Ethel with--my goodness, a lot going on.
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So I watched Star Trek 2009 again and decided to do some more in depth note taking this time around, and decided to post it here. I'll be honest though most of it is me pushing the mcspirk agenda and complaining about the uniforms
Disclaimer! This constrains spoilers for this movie and also Star Trek into darkness, I will also say here that I am an autistic queer man, and I refer to a lot of Spock's behavior as autistic, if that is something that makes you uncomfortable them maybe you should skip this post.
Also the spacing is weird but I'm not gonna fix it, sorry :/
Anyway! Onto the post itself.
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So I'm watching this movie again, I feel like I will like it much better now that I have my own twisted perception of this movie ππ»
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It's unfair the amount of power this soundtrack has over me
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This movie is truly beautiful, the uss kelvin is a gorgeous ship
And the sounds?? Ugh, I love it
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I love the fake out they did there, I know so many old trekkies in the theater were like "THERE THE ENTERPRISE!!! LOOK AT HER!!! THERES THE BRIDGE!!! Oh wait..."
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I love the funky shape the kelvin has
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Ok so, what era are these uniforms supposed to be in? It's not the same ones from Archers days, and even though this is *technically* the point where the timeline diverges, these uniforms had to be canonical in the prime timeline too bc obviously hey were wearing them before they discovered the anomaly.
I'm guessing they just wanted to show that it was in the past? I'm pretty sure these uniforms were invented for this movie specifically.
We're only 1 minute and 43 seconds in.
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Yea that ship is pretty damn scary
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Oh em gee is Chris Hemsworth, wonder what he's doing here
Side note, when I first watched this I thought he was actually Chris Pine, but I kept going like "hmmm something ain't right here" yeah doofus you got the wrong Chris
It's even funnier when u know that I'm actually a big MCU fan and did a whole marathon of all the movies like a year ago, just full on did not recognize Chris Hemsworth
("Wow Lynsey, you're an MCU fan? How cringe!" Yeah whatever I know, I know, it's got a million and ten problems with it, but hey I love a good fix-it)
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Fucking side note- this opening battle scene is gruesome as fuck, I remember watching this the first time and just being like "damn, three minutes in and already we have bodies flying through space??"
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Ok so is this canonically what future romulans look like?? Bc this is not what romulans look like in any of the other shows, including SNW but that's all in the "past" so...?
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I do find it interesting how many different species they have in starfleet here, because again up until the very minute that wormhole appeared, this was the prime timeline (which begs the question, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO KHAN??) so that means that in TOS they also technically would have had several other species in starfleet at any given time, obviously we don't see that in TOS itself bc of primary budget issues (that's why Spocks makeup wasn't super inhuman and stuff, bc they didn't have the money to put a regular character in super complex makeup every episode) but this little detail opens up a window of possibilities that I find really fun
Like because of this movie, my TOS crew of OC's has an Orion and two Vulcans in their senior staff (I know I know most Vulcans at that time wouldn't be caught dead in starfleet but they're my dollys and I get to decide what they look like!)
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I'm back like, an hour later!
Let's get right to it!
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He really does like like Chris pine, like I'm not going crazy, am I?
Is it just a Chris thing??
But yeah I can see why all the fics are like "Jim looks EXACTLY like his dad" cuz yeah they kinda do look like brothers if nothing else
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Again I wonder what the theater reaction was to that "Kirk!? JIM Kirk?? But I thought he was played by a different blond twink!"
(Listen I'm sorry to say it but Chris Pine was a twink in this movie, it's just the truth! He gets more twunky as the movies go on, though.)
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It's so weird to hear Chris Hemsworth speak with an American accent, or at least his attempt at one
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Do we ever hear about this captain like, ever again?
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I love the romulan language dude
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Wait so do the romulans just straight up not have the eyebrow ridges? Like I think I read somewhere that sometimes they don't have them, but it looks like this entire crew doesn't have them
I'm confused
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All I can hear when I look at Nero is the wackes bonkes audio that was going around on TikTok like, two years ago
Idk he just gives me that vibe
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Spack! :D
Also I'll say right here right now, I do not support this ending for Spock prime!! I will give her a happy ending even if I have to forge it with my own to hands!!
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GASP π± we're in the past!
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I hate the fact that I had a Once phase, because all I can see is Emma so to me it's like a really weird crossover fic where Emma Swan and Thors child is Jim Kirk
What a mix
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GASP! π± what ever will he do!
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He sounds soooo confident that the baby will be ok
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Them both being blond and blue eyed gives me the ick
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Damn, poor Jim. Now he's got a million and ten allergies.
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Ok ok ok I know this is supposed to be super emotional (and to be fair it is pretty emotional) but with all the fics I've read and fan content I've consumed where Jim's dad dying kinda fucked him over and Winona leaving him as soon as she could just makes me apathetic towards them.
So... yeah.
And I know none of that's canon (I don't think? We'll see as the movie goes on and I remember shit) unless I've missed a book or ten somewhere that provides all this extra information (like where frank came from, sam leaving, basically all the troupes we see with most AOS fics)
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Damn, I gotta say that's pretty traumatizing
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Star Trek!!!
Yep, we just got to the title sequence :)
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Baby Jim!!
Ok so canonically Winona is off planet
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I do love the fact that Jim listens to dad rock. Why? Because I listen to dad rock!! And it's very important to me that Jim does too!!
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Ok so from the fics, that is supposed to be Sam, right?? But is that confirmed anywhere?? Also they never said who was on the phone, I just knew because of the fics
Where did all this extra info come from??
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Oh, nope that's some kid named Johnny oops
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Let's hope that we don't have cops in the 23rd century, thank you.
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The trauma. This kid.
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SPACK!
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If I'm not mistaken (I probably am) this is one f the first good looks we get at an actual Vulcan city, right? Like in TOS we only got the ritual grounds, in TOSM we got the other ritual grounds, and then the other other ritual grounds, but we never really saw a city of any kind, did we? It's been a minute I might be mistaken.
And then in TNG, we only really saw some of Sareks home and not much else of Vulcan, but then again I haven't watch the majority of Trek so maybe in Voyager or one of the other shows we see more
Anyway, I choose to believe that Vulcan cities look way more colorful then this, you can't convince me otherwise!
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When the Vulcan children are in the learning sphere it makes it look like the floor is actually a really big doughnut pan
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BABY SPOOOOOOCK π₯Ήπ₯Ήπ₯Ήπ₯Ήπ₯Ή
SHES LITERALLY THE SMALLEST BABY IN THE WORLDDDDD HOW CAN YOU BULLY HIM YOU BASTARDSSSS
GAHHHHH I LOVE HERRRR
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My question is what Vulcan would think this is logical behavior. Like I know that they're xenophobic and like obviously they couldn't care less about logic when it comes to that so it doesn't really matter, but you go up to possibly the golden standard of Vulcan ideology and act like that?? And then say he's the one who's illogical and out of place?? Look In a mirror bud.
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BEAR HIM UP! BEAT HIM UP! BEAT HIM UP!
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I don't know how I feel about Sarek being British
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Sarek I'm not entirely sure that's what they intended when they made you ambassador to earth ππ but I see where Spock get her "Ah yes, it is perfectly logical to have sex with my human captain and the CMO, it builds respect and is a great team exercise."
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Sure bitch
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It was so random to cast Winona Rider as Spocks mom, I'm not complaining ofc, I love Winona, but just so random
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See, I can't just let her be killed off when she's that damn nice. I refuse! Amanda lives!
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Idk what kind of gay little outfit this is bust it works for Spock, honestly. Idk I just feel like he can pull it off but if anyone else wore it it'd look ridiculous.
Is that because Spock is my favorite and therefore can do no wrong?
No! Be quiet you!
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YEAAAHHHH!!!! GET 'M SPOCK!!! TELL THEM WHATS WHAT!!! BE A BITCH!!! FLIP THEM OFF!!! TELL THEM WHERE THEY CAN SHOVE IT!!!!
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I literally love her so much.
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The one bar in Iowa π
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I never know how to feel about this scene.
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Jim Kirk you literally bitch. I love him with my entire heart.
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Kirk...
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Jim Kirk is a gay bitch (he's bi but still)
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KIRKKKK πππ
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Ok that was unnecessary. :| fucking 2009.
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Kirk: you can whistle really loud, did you know that?
I... cannot tell you how much Jimby Kirk means to me. Just- he is so absolutely important to my wellbeing. I love him so so so much.
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I want a tiny star ship salt shaker
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It's also very important to me that he rides a motorcycle, because I love motorcycles
Can you tell I'm very heavily attached to AOS Jim Kirk? I don't know how good that is for my health
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WEAR A DAMN HELMET YOU DUMBASS!!! YOU CAN STILL CRASH!!!
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The Enterprise π₯Ή
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Did they just let him in? No questions?
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BONES! BONES! BONES!
LET ME SEE HIMMMM!!!!
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BONESSSSSSSSS!!!!! THERE HE ISSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I just- they all mean so damn much to me
I also identify with Bones so much because I too am a southern queer
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Ok I'm sorry, I love Karl Urban, but again I am a southerner and this accent... π I just can't
It's so damn funny to me
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You look a little love struck there Jimby π€¨π³οΈβπ
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Ahaha I hope nothing bad is about to happen
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Ok no the romulans do have the eyebrow ridges, they're just not very prominent
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Wakus bonkus
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:( Spock prime
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I'm sure he does, I bet he studies your ass every second he gets ππ
Also I paused just as they cut to the scene with Jim and Gaila π¬ that's fun.
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Ok- first off, very interesting that Uhura doesn't even blink at Gaila being in her underwear, but then proceeds to undress in front of her
Gay? More likely then you think.
Also, can they stop making Jim a creep? Thanks.
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Well. I can confirm I am a gay man.
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I love her tone here
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Bones is over this shit
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BISEXUAL BITCHY KIRK!!!
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Jim π
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SPOCK SPOCK SPOCK!
THERE SHE ISSSS
LIGHT OF MY LIFEEE
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Kirk π why must you cheat
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I can physically hear Jim's thoughts going "oh no she's HOT" when he saw Spock stand up
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First off- I love how Spocks the type of autistic that makes too much eye contact, like this whole time he's just ποΈποΈ LASER focused on Jim's face
Second, that's a lowwwww blow Spock π damn.
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Gehhsjchdishsjs I feel sickkk
I hate that I know what's coming.
Honestly, I started writing fics just so I can fix this kind of thing, bc in my mind Vulcan is not destroyed! Fuck you!
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(Don't mind me just reading the name plates of all the admirals)
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SEE BONES IS INTO SPOCK TOO!!!
THEYRE ALL GAY!!
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(Ok I need to stop for now cuz it's late and I have things to do, I made it 35 minutes and 29 seconds through!)
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(I'm bAAAaaaack!)
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Bones hair flying in the wind π he looks so disgruntled
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How tall is Chris Pine? I didn't think he was very tall but he towers over this random commander
Maybe that guys just short tho
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Bones, you poor poor fool, you're so in love with Jim. One kicked puppy look and it's all over for you
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Gehhhhh I am not here for the Spock x Uhura relationshipppppp
The worst part is, is that I honestly think Spock and Uhura could work, not in these movies obviously with how abhorrently they write Uhura to be a #girlboss (and then they did the same thing with chapel in SNW) but I think that if it was written by someone who like, actually cared about the characters then I feel like it could work
But also that because I headcanon Spock using he/she pronouns and being just all over the queer spectrum, and I also headcanon Uhura as the number one lesbian of the year, so I think the dynamic between those specific headcanons would be very interesting to see
Anywho!
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Ok now that I'm looking at this relationship through the lens that they are both lesbians I don't mind it as much
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BONES π YOU ARE SO GONE ON THIS MAN
"Just sitting there looking all pathetic" HE IS SO IN LOVE WITH JIM ARE YOU KIDDING ME
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I... fucking love Bones so much. I can't even put it into words
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THERE SHE ISSSSS THE ENTERPRISEEEEE
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It seems my opinion on the new uniforms has not changed. Idk what happened but I just do not like how they redesigned the classic tos uniforms, it feels like they took the sparkle out of them, whatever that means
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Spack! :D
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Ok like. Why do the uniforms just look like a tee shirt and jeans? They don't look like a uniform!!
I also hate the longer cut on the shirt, the higher waist line from tos along with the sleeker pants just looked better to me
ALSO WHY DO THE DRESSES HAVE SHORT SLEEVES??? HOW THE HELL ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO TELL SOMEONES RANK WHEN THEY DONT HAVE THE STRIPES???
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And then the delta just printed all over the shirt but there no texture to it... it's like those cheap bodysuit cosplays you can get online where they just print whatever the character is wearing onto a polyester bodysuit that warps whenever you stretch it too far
And the shirt isn't tailored at all!! It's so baggy!! Like Spock was looking at her station, kinda leaning over, and the collar of his science blues was like sticking out because the shirts fit like shit!
Anyway... I got big feelings about these uniforms
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I ALSO hate how they attempted to make it look like the shirts were sewn like they were in tos (y'know with that weird shoulder seam they had? I don't know the name of it) but then they're actually just sewn the normal way?? So there's like, double the seams??
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Sulu!!
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I literally love the dynamic between Bones and Jim so much. He just knocked him the fuck out without even blinking. I love it
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Chekov :(
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One of my favorite things that Bones does is follow Jim around with a regenerator because he knows that Jim Will Not sit still long enough for him to like actually do his job normally so he's had to adapt
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THAT looked like Jim was gonna kiss him
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Haha..ha... I wonder why they're drilling into the surface of Vulcan... it'll probably be fine...
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Spock is like "what a reckless and intriguing man. I Must Have Him"
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I saw that glance gay boy
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Damn this movie is actually kinda intense
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I hate that I know what's gonna happen
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β¨Spock and her autismβ¨
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THAT WAS A GAY ASS LOOK KIRK
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That guy reminds me of the Skyrim guards
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Godddd that is so damn scaryyyyy
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Fuckkkk that is so. Fucking. Terrifying. Instantly vaporized.
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My question is why didn't they immediately start evacuating Vulcan the second they could
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God. I feel physically sick knowing what's about to happen
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God.
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Gut wrenching.
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Six billion.
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God damn.
On a side note, I find that I don't mind the relationship between Uhura and Spock as long as I imagine that they're either in a QPR or are lesbians
I still don't like how they reduced Uhuras character to being Spock's girlfriend tho, especially in into darkness.
Anyway. I'm still reeling over Vulcan being destroyed. That was fucking devastating. I can't even think about it
This is why 90% of my AOS writing either takes place during the academy or is an AU
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Who the fuck is Nero's actor?? Why do I recognize him??
One sec now I gotta look it up
I looked him up and I literally don't know him from anything except Star Trek, so I guess he just reminds me of someone else but idk who
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Ok but. Romulus was destroyed because the star went supernova, not because the federation or Vulcan went after it, right? Like I'm not misremembering that, am I? Guess we'll see.
Like I know Spock got there too late to save it, but Romulus is still gonna be destroyed?? If anything he just made it far less likely that Romulus will survive now that most of the Vulcan scientists that came up with red matter are dead.
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I fucking hate those thingssss
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I love that Kirk is already in the captains chair, he's just that much of a bitch
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They totally just wrote that in so Spock could nerve pinch someone ππ
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Damn. Really just dumped him on an ice planet
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Run bitch!!
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Spock :(
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Oh my god. The look in his eyes. How does anyone expect me to be ok after that.
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Heart wrenching.
Spock hasn't seen her Jim for decades. Possibly even a century. And the first time she sees him again, he doesn't recognize her.
And I know, I know, timeline shit, but like, could you imagine how devastating that is? To see your lost loved one and them just straight up not even know you? And Vulcans feel emotions so much stronger too.
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Yea so see? They didn't personally destroy the planet! It a was natural space disaster! And Nero probably just fucked up any chance of them being saved from it!
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Man, now I want to watch TOS again so I can see Spock happy.
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Spock to McCoy: I understand that James Kirk is a ""friend"" of yours
It's ok you can call them boyfriends
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These southern phrases they have Bones saying are insane π not once during my life as a southerner have I ever heard someone say that, and I hear weird shit come out of other southerners mouths every day. We make shit up, but nothing that damn complicated ππ
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SPOCK YOU ABSOLUTE CUNT πππ
SHES LITERALLY GOT A SMIRK ON HIS FACE RIGHT NOW
I missed bitchy Spock π
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WHAT AN ABSOLUTE BITCHHHHHHH
Sorry McCoy I don't think you can come back from that πππππ Damn
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Ok no need to be racist McCoy
Or xenophobic, technically
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Oh don't worry Spock prime, Jim's tiny little human arms got the door, just keep on walking down the hall
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SCOTTYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!
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THERES THAT CHAOTIC SON OF A BITCH!!!
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YOU DUMBASS πππ I DIDNT KNOW HE USED ARCHERS DOG πππ
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AOS Scotty is one of my absolute favorite things in the world
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Kirks over this destiny shit, man
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And then Spock prime breaks that rule himself ππ I think she just didn't want to deal with her angsty younger self
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Fuck Spock prime doesn't even know this version of his mom is dead too
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WAHHHHHHAHA πππ THAT OLD FRIEND WAS JIMMMMM BECAUSE HE FUCKING CHEATED THE SYSTEM ALL THE TIMEEEEEE
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you got this Kirk, don't worry about it
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There was way more water in that pipe then that
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Spock: un-fucking-believable. He found his way back onto the ship. I Must Have Him.
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Ohhh shit here comes one of my absolute least favorites scenes. THE PAINNNNN
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Oh my goddd like I know why Jim is doing this but it HURTS and it makes me want to DIE
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Oh my god oh my god STOP
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STOOOOP
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GET EM!!! GET HIS ASS!!! SHOOT HIM INTO SPACE!!!
But not rlly cuz I love him
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And that single shot of Kirk changed the entire fandom. For the better? For the worse? Who's to say
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Scotty ππππ
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Yeah fair π
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Oh my goddd the cut of these shirts bothers me SO MUCH
THEY LOOK AWFULLLLLL
IT LITERALLY TURNS EVERYONE THAT WHERES THEM INTO A SHAPELESS BOX
except if you're a woman, then that thing is tailored to your body like a glove π
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Its guns-UH-blazing, McCoy! Get it right
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I can't explain in but Spock is standing in a very autistic way
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WHAT IS THIS LOOK SHES GIVING KIRK RIGHT NOW
"Vulcans don't show emotion" MY ASS!!! SPOCKS ALREADY SMITTEN!!
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They are standing veryyy close
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OK WHAT WAS THAT SLAP SOUND EFFECT π
And Spocks face after ππ pure regret
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Ok no thanks I'd rather not see them make out
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Gaygaygaygay
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Kirk "oh wow that weird, wonder why it called u ambassador, that so random" ππ
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YALL CANT JUST STARE INTO EACH OTHERS EYES LIKE THAT WHILE STANDING TWO INCHES APART AND THEN CLAME THAT SPOCK AND JIM ARE 100% CISHET
I WONT BELIEVE IT!!
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Spock finding a chair that swivels on its own fascinating is extremely autistic
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Dude the Vulcan ship is literally so damn cool
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Whys this damn thing got no safety rails?? Isn't this a ship from the future?? I figured you'd be at least a little concerned with safety, holy shit
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I really thought Nero went "FUCK!!!" But he was just saying Spock π
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Jimbyyyy Kirk, what a sad lil boy
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And that's how you break several ribs
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Ok damn I got chills when the enterprise appeared
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"Jim!" "Bones!"
HOMOS!
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OH MY GODDDD THEY ARE LITERALLY FLIRTING RIGHT IN FRONT OF MEEEE
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The enterprise looks so tiny
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damn, got chills again
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GAY
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Ok one sec I know that this is like an "omg Spock and Spock are talking!" Thing but-
SEE THEY KNOW HOW TO TAILOR SHIT!! THAT PROFESSOR UNIFORM LOOKS GREAT ON SPOCK!! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED WITH THE OTHER UNIFORMS!!
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Spock prime knows exactly what's going on. She really said "that's gonna be one of your husbands, couldn't get in the way of that lmao"
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AGAIN EVEN THE ADMIRAL UNIFORM LOOKS BETTER THEN THE STANDARD UNIFORM!!
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Gay! They are GAY!
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GAY AGAIN!! THEY ARE ALL FUCKIG GAY!!!
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AHHHH THE ORIGINAL INTRO ;;;0;;;
IM NOT CRYING YOURE CRYING
also that was the end of the movie! I didn't time myself this time around, but I would say all in all it probably took me like three hours to watch this movie, maybe more
Anywho! Maybe I'll watch into darkness again soon so I can cringe (not that I don't like the movie, it's a fun time, but there are some bits that are just... yikes, y'know? Namely Khan)
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hello i saw ur reply on a post talking about ocs saying that anyone is welcome to infodump ocs so id like to tell you about my current dnd character jolene (yes, inspired by the dolly parton song)
i have art of her on my profile but no obligation to look /gen
she is a tiefling bard/fighter who is an unconventional party mom. she grew up in a small mining town (phandalin, bc we're running a wonderfully homebrewed version of the dragon of icespire peak), and while she didn't grow up doing any mining, per se, she would often help out with healing practices for injuries from the mines.
it started when she was an older kid, maybe 10, often supervising the kids playing while the adults worked. scrapes and bumps would happen, and she would clean the kids up, give them a treat from the pantry of her father's tavern, and sing sick children to sleep.
then people noticed they felt better when jolene took care of them. a *lot* better. specifically when she sang to them. tada, she's a bard! not a traditional one, mind you. she didn't gallivant around the countryside or become a musician or anything. she stayed in phandalin, using her minor healing abilities for the good of the town she loved.
she ended up growing up and marrying young to the townmaster's son, who eventually became the townmaster. they had a son, corky (who i'm hoping to turn into a future character to play), but divorced a few years later. jolene spent her days running her late father's tavern and running a minor healing service on the side, until her town was threatened by a young ice dragon.
i love jolene so much, and i've never enjoyed playing a dnd character as much as i have with her. there's a lot more to her story (all of this is pre-campaign), but this is already pretty long haha
peace and love!! π«Ά
hi i love Jolene too ππ Also... Corky. teehee that name makes me giggle. i love that she didn't fall into that whole "I GOTTA GO USE MY GIFT FOR THE GREATER GOOD" trope. shout out to fighter bards!
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Broadway Productions in Las Vegas
Ok I'm going to make a nerd post about Broadway shows in Las Vegas. In the first two decades of this century producers got it into their heads that Vegas should be ~the Broadway of the West~. So they opened a ton of sit down productions. (Sit down meaning a resident production of a Broadway staging versus a touring production which do also blow through Vegas). Almost all of these lost money. This is for a few reasons:
This is just not why people are in Vegas. They want a mindless cirque show.
Almost all of them were edited down to 90 mins to allow them to be intermissionless so people could go gamble. There are some notable exceptions like The Lion King. Other shows, like Avenue Q, started with both acts and later trimmed it down.
A casino is a much more complicated landlord than a traditional theatre owner like the Shuberts. I do not fully understand it, but from what I know the money is a lot more complicated and the flow of it is... weird. And it is more expensive.
Again, almost all of these lost money. The Phantom of the Opera: The Las Vegas Spectacular is the only iteration of Phantom to lose money in The United States as of writing. I made a list of shows that did this with some notes. I cannot say it is complete but I think it is pretty exhaustive. Also please note that while Broadway shows did do Vegas sit downs in the past (Hello, Dolly! did a staggering 14 shows a week in Vegas with Ginger Rogers AND Dorothy Lamour but that's another post), I'm exploring a specific phenomenon that happened so these are from the first two decades of the 20th century:
Chicago at Mandalay Bay 1999-2000 (With Chita Rivera as Roxie, Ute Lemper as Velma, and Ben Vereen as Billy. Holy Shit).
Mamma Mia! at Mandalay Bay 2003-2009 with a quick return engagement in 2014 at Rio
Hairspray at The Luxor 2006 (With Harvey Fierstein and Marissa Jaret Winokur reprising their Tony winning performances)
Avenue Q 2005-2006 at The Wynn (With John Tartaglia and Rick Lyon. This is also another post, but Wynn made a deal with the producers that he would have the exclusive rights to this show outside of New York. A touring production only opened after Las Vegas closed due to this reason).
Phantom of the Opera: The Las Vegas Spectacular 2006-2012 at The Venetian (I saw this! Hal Prince actually directed this and helped trim it down. It was done in a custom built theatre with a six piece chandelier that assembled in midair. It was stunning. And because it is not a substantial show, it was its strongest when it was 90 minutes. Additionally, this is the first place where Sierra Boggess played Christine).
Spamalot 2007-2008 at The Wynn
The Producers 2007-2008 at Paris (With, stunningly, David Hasselhoff as Roger de Bris)
Jersey Boys 2008-2016 at The Palazzo and Paris (This is the longest running Vegas production ever. And, as far as I know, one of the very few to make back its money).
The Lion King 2009-2011 at Mandalay Bay (This is the other one I saw. Full show with an intermission. According to wikipedia, this is the longest running sit down production in the United States that The Lion King has had, surpassing its run in Los Angeles).
Rock of Ages 2012-2017 at The Venetian and Rio
Million Dollar Quartet 2013-2016 at Harrah's
As of this moment, I do not believe there are any others running. Nor will we see any soon. Occasionally, a show will do an extended tour stop to flirt with the idea (Priscilla Queen of the Desert did and decided to pass) but I do not think we will see any of them soon. The only shows I think may consider it would be Moulin Rogue! because of how well it goes with Vegas or Six since it already is a cheap 80 minute concert that could fit in a smaller casino hungry for a show. But what a wild and bonkers era of theatre right?
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Old Lammas 2022: Keri Has A Jar
Having seen all of y'all Old Lammas 2022 posts, I feel like Netherworld Post's teeny bat holding up a tiny skull in offering to the grand and enormous moon. "I hope this is enough. I hope I am enough."
So the call went out and the theme was honey, local preferred. How serendipitous then, than I received an offer for quality honey drawn from bee colonies local to my state and even some from my area! A bit pricey, but the company has proven their quality time and time again, and hey, it's for something special, so why not?
I figured I was going to be in for a ride when the honey shipped with a target date of 10 business days for arrival but it arrived on Day 3.
Yay! I have honey! Now what?
Hmm. No. Really. Now what? This is a Christian holiday after all, and I'm still working through some baggage from my experiences. Is this even a holiday I can jump into?
It's no secret that I've been siting with Christian elements again. Heh, that's a polite way to say I've been pushing my luck with certain folks from the Christian pantheon. (I'mma blame Saint Cyprian cuz he's smug af about it.) But I always worry about taking things too far.
(The fact that I exist is a step too far, but this is not the venue for that villain origin story monologue.)
So I did as some Christians are wont to do, and laid it at the feet of the Virgin Mary [VM]. I know how easy it is for me to get caught up in having the Perfectβ’ preparations which means having the Perfectβ’ material which means doing everything Perfectly Right And Goodβ’ which we all know is impossible is this universe if not all possible others.
It was VM's prodding that made me pay attention to graveyarddirt's Lammas posts in the first place. And VM's (warm and generous) approval of the honey as acceptable even though it was purchased and jacque shitte was gathered by me. And VM's (soft and merciful) patience pointing out that there was a seat at that metaphorical table for abused and feral creatures like me. So... okay.
I have honey.
That honey was not cheap.
I am not spending another dime on this, [Mother]. If this is so important that I am compelled to participate one way or another, then reveal to me how I'm supposed to join in without wrecking my budget yet again.
That was Monday prior to Old Lammas weekend.
Tuesday, a coworker showed me flyers from a local craft fair with wheat woven corn dollies. "Isn't this neat! They're having a workshop where you can make your own! I'm sure you could do better like the over achiever you are!" I declined.
Wednesday, the restaurant near where I work ran out of honey for a special later in the week and lamented that there wasn't any at hand good enough to use. "All I need is just one cup of good artisan honey! I can stretch that flavor across the entire batch but there's nothing in the stores here and I can't justify the cost of shipping! Hey, you're good at finding last second things! You wouldn't happen to have some artisan honey at home that I can buy off you, would you?" Sorry, no, everything I have is spoken for, but have you considered a run to [specific store 60 min drive away] that I know stocks artisan varieties in pint bottles? (They immediately went out to that store and came back with a dozen bottles for less than the cost of two plus shipping.)
Thursday, I started to despair. I needed to have something ready by Friday evening, and all I have is a pint of precious honey. For whatever reason that still escapes me, I felt that I needed three things for Old Lammas weekend. Honey, plus two others. I had a pint mason jar in my cabinet already clean and set aside. But I had no idea what to do next. I made peace with the idea that I was chasing someone else's ideals again and declared that if Old Lammas arrived with nothing for me to do for it, that I would sell off the honey and never bother with the Virgin Mary again.
Thursday night, I couldn't sleep. I went to the kitchen and took stock of everything in the cabinets. By this time, I had seen so many Old Lammas preparation posts and I was very disheartened to see so many pretty tables and clothes and arrangements and I know better than to compare myself with them, but... fuck.
I am an insignificant bat in the middle of a shadow-smothered night. A scarred mongrel at the back gate. There is nothing here of worth to see, or to show.
Eventually, I did fall asleep. And because I was so exhausted, I dreamt of sleeping deeper still! I remember I was lying on an old cloak that had been softened by time and wear. It was comfortable to rest against. No bedding of thousand-thread cotton sheets would ever be as comfortable as this old cloth that smelled of soothing comfort. The scent even had a color to it: Blue.
Wait.
I opened my eyes and looked at the cloth I was lying on. Marian Blue.
Behind me, half covered by the cloth I was lying on, was a thick shrub in full bloom. Now that I was "awake", I realized the exposed flowers were covered by bees going to and fro. Half of the shade on me was from the shrub and half was from the cloud of bees busy at work. Their hum reminded me of the absent-minded humming of a mother rocking her child.
The wind shifted and instead of blowing away my discomfort, it now drew the scent of the shrub over me. Rosemary. I was snuggled up against a hedge of rosemary.
There was no one to be seen. Blowing dust raced around the sheltering hedge obscuring any sight of what lay beyond. But here, in this pocket of calm, I was safe under the rosemary and the bees. I resolved to untangle the symbolism when I fully woke up, and placed myself in the care of the old cloak, falling into a deeper sleep.
Friday morning, Old Lammas Eve, I'm driving to work and pondering the symbolism that I had literally slept through. That the bees were a reference to honey was blatant. The cloak was her cloak, but why was it snuggled under a hedge of rosemary? Oh, duh, what is it called again? The Rose of Mary! That's her herb! And I do have dried rosemary in the kitchen... but what else? I need three things and I only have two.
"Medicine."
I heard the word between my ears but no voice spoke it. I demanded an explanation but none was given. I continued the commute to work in silence, pondering what the hell could be in my pantry that could fit the category of medicine?
Honey is a carrier and a preservative (of sorts, don't sic any agencies on me, this is not medical advice you pedantic nerds) while rosemary is a blessing and a curative. My stock of individual spices is as thin as the time I have available for cooking.
At work, just as the despair begins to set in again, a conversation with a foodie coworker turns to flavoring honey jars. I express my concern about "an experimental jar" using dried herbs steeped in honey and how to balance flavors in it.
"Oh! Are you making a Medicine Jar?" I could hear the capitals as they asked. "My grandma made one every summer so it would be ready in the winter for flu season! She would take raw honey, and put dried ginger and rosemary and mint in it to steep for months! And come winter, all the dried stuff would be soft enough to chew on if you had to, though the honey would have all the flavor, and she would put a spoon of honey in a cup of hot water or tea. And let me tell you, that ginger taste! If the taste alone didn't cure you then the honey would at least make your throat feel better! She didn't always have dried mint, but she always had ginger one way or the other."
Ginger.
I have that.
I have a BIG bag of dried ginger. Probably a lifetime supply as potent as those pieces are.
The rest of the work day came and went as I considered how I use ginger already. I have a big bag of candied ginger that I use for general upset stomach and to chew on because it's yummy. I snap off pieces of dried ginger to put in my tea in the winter as a general cold medicine and because I like the taste of it. It's something that has been in plain sight all this time and was overlooked because of how common it is to me.
Okay. I have three things to put into the jar: Honey, rosemary, and ginger.
Don't ask me why I waited for sunset before beginning the actual work of putting everything together. It just felt right to wait for darkness to catch up outside. That's what happens when you're so used to being alone, I suppose. But wait I did.
Nothing fancy about what happened next, to be honest. I took pictures each step of the way, but now that I'm sitting here (two weeks later) and looking over them choosing what to post and what to leave out, I don't have anything to show off.
But, here, have some progress pics anyway. Such as this one of a pint mason jar with a whole bunch of shredded (as best as one can shred dried ginger anyway) dried ginger pieces inside and one piece that I was compelled to set aside and not break up.
I didn't measure shitte. It was all a matter of feelings, fears, compulsions, and restraints. I tore apart dried ginger for the jar until it felt right to stop.
And then I started shaking out the dried rosemary on top of that.
Again, I didn't measure anything. I just kept going until it felt right to stop.
And then, the honey. Twelve ounces of it, to answer a question that no one asked.
Throughout all of this, I was praying. I had started the endeavor with Pater Noster, Ave Maria, and Gloria Patri after assembling the containers but before opening any jars for actual use. From then to this point, it was a continual muttering stream of appeals to the Virgin Mary that I was actually doing something useful and not just religious theater. That this Medicinal Jar would be a salve not only to my throat later in the year, but to my spirit that was feeling everything except spiritual.
Feeling inadequate is a bitch, ya know, and seeing so many people having their shit put together enough that they didn't have to wait to receive their blessing chapped my ass. It seems I'm always playing catch-up, I'm always last to know and last to do. I'm always one foot at the back gate, ready to run away before I'm thrown out.
And all these feelings came out in assembling this jar. But with it, came a soothing solace. That some wounds take time to heal, and some medicines take time to create, and while that I don't have a house or a naciΓ³n or a community to belong to, I am still Myself foremost and always.
And I am loved.
Even when I don't understand it.
Especially when I don't understand it.
It look longer to get the pictures together than it did to assemble everything. The only thing left to do that Friday night, was to offer a prayer from JosΓ© LeitΓ£o's translation of the Precious Apothecary. Specifically, the blessing of new fruit (pg 311) because of the honey and how it was collected.
And so I did.
The jar immediately went to sit at a certain spot where it was prayed over and tumbled each night until Sunday. That Sunday, it was opened and stirred while praying the Rosary. The rosemary had already softened but the ginger was being very resistant to any change. The honey had hints of rosemary and ginger in the taste, but it was clear to me that this jar had a long way to go before being ready for anything other than show.
I suppose there is a life lesson there, but I'll be damned if I see it. (Pun possibly intended.)
There will be no new pictures of the jar. Once the jar was seated in its spot, it became Preciousβ’.
I have the feeling that while I may open the jar to give it a good stirring from time to time, it is not ready as Medicineβ’ until some point in December. As I know almost nothing of Catholic Holidays and/or Liturgy (I'm one of those depraved magicians, remember), I'm just going to have to keep an eye on the calendars of others and note which ones ring a bell for me.
I apologize that for all my words that I have so little to show. I know some that would say that the fact that I showed up is important in itself, and on the one hand, I would agree with them. But on the other hand, the night is so large and dark and I am so small and pitiful.
I hope it is enough.
I hope I am enough.
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If Into the Black had a soundtrack, what songs would be in it?
Okay, I got really excited by this ask and had to take some time to think about it because I went maybe a lil' overboard, but here's what I've got! Putting a Read More since 1. There's some dark sexual content and 2. It's a long post lol
-Into The Black (obviously) by Chromatics is the main theme of the fic, and I strongly encourage listening to it during some of the darker scenes; I feel like it fits very well for the rape scene in my most recent chapter--like if it were a film or something, I could definitely hear that song playing during the parts where he's fucking Reader and she's just lying there crying and realizing the exact gravity of the situation. Itβs very sad when you pair them together, as you see Reader is less snarky and hotheaded during that scene and moreβ¦not necessarily defeated, but resigned.
(On the twisted but also stupidly funny side of that one, I feel like The Grabber was 200% thinking of the song Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers during that whole "romantic" deflowering scene. I'm not gonna lie, I actually listened to that song while writing parts of that scene, so if you're wanting to read it more from his perspective, I'd recommend doing that).
-Black Walls by Chromatics is another theme-type song that I feel like doesn't connect to a specific scene, but I feel like the lyrics and vibes are fitting for the fic.
-Red Riding Hood by Elysian Fields is another that could fit into multiple of the abusive scenes where Al is sexually assaulting Reader, but could also serve as a general theme song/credits song. But I feel like this song really fits the creepy dynamic they have, especially during the scenes where he's undressing and using Y/N.
-Black Balloon by Goo Goo Dolls. This is actually one song that I picture for during a later scene that I can't spoil just yet! So maybe ask me again later and I can tell you which one it's for. I've always loved this song to death, so I'm glad I have an excuse to finally use it. **FUN FACT: I originally was going to call this fic "Baby's Black Balloon," based on this song, but felt it needed a darker title.
-One Way or Another by Blondie. I can really picture this playing in the beginning of the fanfic, and during the scuffle between Reader and The Grabber, it just seems fitting to me for the scene somehow. Maybe the lighthearted humor of Y/N literally springing onto this dude's back and attacking him, only for the music to cut out as she's knocked out...Mm. I should have gone into Cinematography ahaha.
-Lady Marmalade by Patti Labelle. I can picture this during most of the scenes involving Lori. Not sure why, it just seems fitting to her scenes, particularly whenever she's a Woman on a Mission trying to find Y/N.
-9 to 5 by Dolly Parton would 100% be a background song for Lori. I can especially see it as a montage scene playing behind her as she's harassing all her neighbors, with them all slamming doors in her face as she drives them all crazy with her...mm, intensity, haha.
-Lovely Cup by GroupLove. I feel like this would be one of the songs playing from Al's perspective. It's just so upbeat and fun and definitely one of my all-time favorite songs, but if you listen to the words, it's like "Oh, that's...um. Hmm." I could see it playing during any of the scenes where it's from Al's perspective.
-Rock On by David Essex. I can see this one playing during the scenes where Y/N is wandering the basement, trying to break shit, find secret passageways, and make the phone work.
-Every Breath You Take by The Police. As far as scenes go, this is one I see for a later scene I have in mind that I cannot share with y'all yet for the sake of spoilers. But hey, the song in general is pretty much 100% exactly how Al is toward Reader.
-Popcorn by Hot Butter. I see this one playing during the montage of Y/N trying to make all her escape plans as they're failing miserably one by one. I don't know why it makes me laugh to think of it.
-Jack In The Box by Elysian Fields. Another that may play during some of the transitional scenes where Y/N is alone in the basement, contemplating her sanity. This song actually fits more with some of the later scenes in the fic, as she's not falling for The Grabber but is starting to understand that escape is looking less and less like a real possibility.
-Jenny Was a Friend of Mine by The Killers. I can picture this song playing over a montage of the continued sexual assaults that Y/N is to experience. It isn't necessarily all that fitting to what's happening, since the song is about murder, but I dunno, the beat of the song and the dark connotations make it easy for me to see it playing over a montage of sexual abuses.
-I Will Possess Your Heart by Death Cab for Cutie. Another song I'm adding here but can't elaborate on the specific scene in mind for the sake of spoilers ;)
-All I Need by Radiohead, This Maniac's in Love with You by Alice Cooper, Polly by Nirvana, I'm on Fire by Bruce Springsteen, Run For Your Life by The Beatles, and Closer by Nine Inch Nails are all songs that I listen to for help getting into Al's mindset. Like, most of these are pretty much songs from Al to Y/N, and they're all horrible, as one would expect.
-Insane by Black Gryph0n and Alastor's Game by The Living Tombstone are not for the soundtrack, but they are some recommended bonus songs I like to listen to when I'm writing content for The Grabber; they're both based on Alastor from Hazbin Hotel, but I feel like they're also fitting to Al's unhinged personality.
If anyone happens to be interested, I do also have some songs I've compiled that I feel like The Grabber would have given as a fucked-up playlist toward Y/N regarding how he feels about her, but I didn't want to clog up this post more since that's not what was asked. So feel free to inquire if interested!
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