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The story behind Tate's Bake Shop® Cookies!

Cookie Queen : How One Girl Started TATE’S BAKE SHOP®, by Kathleen King & Lowey Bundy Sichol/Illustrated by Ramona Kaulitzki, (July 2023, Penguin Random House), $18.99, ISBN: 9780593485668 Ages 4-8 You’ve seen the green cookie bags, now read the book! Cookie Queen is the story of how Kathleen King’s determination and love for baking led her to create the Tate’s Bake Shop cookies so many of us…

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(above images- Leora Stewart (1943-2021) “Banyan Tree”, Fiber wall hanging)

Norma Lewis (1929-2015) “Kimono”, Paper fiber

Nneka Jones- “Layers of Identity”, Fiber collage and embroidery on canvas

Kathleen “Kaki” King “Syngonium”, Earthenware

Abraham Rattner (1893-1978), “Birds”, 1971, Wool

Taylor Robenalt, “Rookery Queen”, Ceramic

Josette Urso, “Chola”, 1990, Fabric collage, found object quilt

Duncan McClellan, “Alchemy”, 2013, Hand blown glass, sand carved

The works above are from Material Mastery: Florida CraftArt Permanent Collection of Fine Craft on view at Leepa Rattner Museum of Art in Tarpon Springs.

From the museum-

Florida CraftArt (formerly known as Florida Craftsmen) was organized in 1951 by Stetson University art professors Elsa and Louis Freund as a statewide organization celebrating fine craft. As the only statewide nonprofit representing Florida’s fine craft artists, Florida CraftArt is a member-supported organization helping mentor and advance artists. Now headquartered at 5th Street and Central Avenue in St. Petersburg, this vibrant organization has been at the center of St. Pete’s artistic renaissance.

The Leepa-Rattner Museum of Art is delighted to partner with Florida CraftArt to showcase their permanent collection and enduring contribution to Florida’s cultural heritage. The goals of this collection are to recognize the significance of Florida’s fine craft art in our broad artistic landscape, document the rich tradition of craft art statewide and beyond, and to educate and inspire future generations of artists and arts appreciators.

This exhibition will close 8/27/23.

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Carrie (1976) / The Virgin Suicides (1999)

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Midnight Pals: No tweets

[at JK Rowling's Scottish castle] JK Rowling: Ha ha! Look at me! I'm possting on the internet! Rowling: "esstrogen turns normal men into rampaging ape beastss!" agent: joanne! stop! agent: you're posting too close to the sun! Rowling: "Gamer ssockss are AGP!"

Rowling: ha ha no one can ssstop me! Rowling: I'm JK fuckin' Rowling! Rowling: I'm a beautiful animal!! Rowling: watch this, i'm gonna poke imane khelif with thisss ssstick agent: joanne! no! Rowling: don't worry, itss a really long ssstick Rowling: i'll be fine!

Rowling: [poking imane khelif with stick] ha ha you like that, you liminal creature? you congenital eunuch? ha ha what are you gonna do about it? Khelif: that's it! Khelif: you've woke the dragon, now prepare to feel her breath!

Rowling: ha ha what're you gonna do? hit me with your massssive tessstosterone fissstss? Khelif: you and me, rowling! three rounds! sudden death match in the arena... Rowling: haha Khelif: the arena of the legal system! Rowling: Rowling: uh oh

Khelif: i'm taking you to court Rowling: Rowling: Rowling: [sweats] wayon jennings narrative voice: now ol' joanne's got herself in a heap o' trouble. how's that dang ol' snake gonna slither her way outta this mess?

JK Rowling: [shoving documents into a shredder] quick! ssshred it all!! shred fucking everything! Julie Bindel: but dark lord what should we tell your followers?! Bindel: they'll be expecting some patented jk rowling hot takes! Rowling: i don't know, jusst sstall them!!!

[mysterious circle of robed figures] Bindel: i've called this meeting to come up w a reason why the dark lord isn't tweeting Kathleen Stock: maybe we can say she's getting her castle fumigated? Bindel: no we used that when she posted the 'no toilets in hogwarts' tweet

Jesse Singal: oo! oo! i've got one! Singal: what if we say that 'having achieved all of her goals and ambitions, she has decided to retire forever' Bindel: no no that won't work Stock: could we just say that she's brumating?

Kathleen Stock: wait! what if we said she's on vacation? Bindel: hmm i like it! Stock: we could even embellish it with plausible details for additional verisimilitude! Bindel: like that she's... eating vodka-infused candy floss! Stock: exactly! that's very believable!

[midnight society] Barker: interesting, joanne hasn't tweeted in like 2 weeks Barker: seems kind of unusual King: oh i'm sure it's nothing Barker: looks like she's actually deleting tweets King: oh King: huh King: i wonder what that's all about?

Julie Bindel: [rising from bushes] ACTUALLY Jk rowling is actually on a jolly vacation right now so that's why she's not tweeting Bindel: it has nothing to do with any lawsuit! it's totally legit! King: where's she vacationing? Bindel: she's visiting her girlfriend in canada

Bindel: see, i have this postcard right here that she sent saying that she's having a great time on her vacation in vacationia and she's too busy to tweet! Barker: hey can i see that postcard? Bindel: um Bindel: no

Bindel: joanne says that she's having too much fun eating vodka-infused candy floss to be transphobic right now King: wow! i don't think i've ever seen her have THAT much fun before! King: this vodka-infused candy floss must be lit!

Barker: so you're telling me Barker: that jk rowling is right now drunk on vodka-infused candy floss Barker: a product which i am definitely sure exists and is real Barker: and being drunk has made her less vocally transphobic? Bindel: Bindel: [sweats] yes

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An episode for the old school romance readers in the audience, we're talking about kidnapping this week! A trope that either absolutely works for readers (aka us) or absolutely doesn't, we talk about why that is, how the original romances of the 80s and 90s installed these buttons and how we still see the bones of old school kidnapping in delicious romances of today. That, and Jen reminds Sarah of books she wrote one time.

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Bust of GEORGE V by KATHLEEN SCOTT // RCT

This bust, a reduction of a life-size bust commissioned by the Hearts of Oak Society for their London offices, was sent to Queen Mary by Kathleen Scott. The King sat for the bust in March 1935, and it was unveiled on 28 June of that year.

“He asked me who else I was sculpting. I told him the Duke of York, and he was surprised. In the afternoon the King sat for me in the passage-room. He read The Times, and talked about what he read in it. He was very alert. He said he’d give me a hundred pounds if I’d break up a certain statue he dislikes, in a public place. ‘You’d be arrested, but you’d get off at once. You’d be fined twenty-five pounds, and you’d be seventy-five pounds to the good. What d’you say? Will you do it?’”

KATHLEEN SCOTT - Self-Portrait of an Artist

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Inscription to 'Homage: A Book of Sculptures by K. Scott (Lady Kennet)' addressed to King George VI. // RCT

Hoping His Majesty will not mind receiving so bulky a Christmas card from his humble & devoted servant

Kathleen Kennet

Nov 1938

A photo from the book of Scott’s bust of George VI (created in 1935, when he was Duke of York) This was done from sittings in the artist’s studio at Leinster Corner. Three versions of it were made: a small bronze which belonged to the Queen, a large bronze, and one in marble in naval uniform.

Although often overshadowed by the fame of her husband, Antarctic explorer Captain Robert Falcon Scott, Kathleen Scott was a prolific and significant sculptor, and also created a bust of George V

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Book names + authors under the cut

Nadia Zhabin/Tamar Kir-Bataar- Ruin and Rising/King of Scars by Leigh Bardugo

Ronan Lynch/Adam Parrish- The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

Lily Hu/Kathleen "Kath" Miller- Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo

Thomas Lightwood/Alastair Carstairs- The Shadowhunter Chronicles by Cassandra Clare

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I would just like to say that in my very humble opinion:

Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses is a perfect movie.

Fights me on this. I dare you.

From the 12 princesses and the ridiculously princess-like names, the over supplication of the plot line and the creepy monkey named Brutus (of all things) to the utter beauty that is the soundtrack. I’ll say it again. It’s a perfect movie.

I don’t care old how I get. I will always rewatch this one.

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Giraffe's Eye View: Christmas Specials Special (2023) | Barbie in Nutcracker

Chestnuts are roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost is nipping at your nose. Mom and dad can hardly wait for school to start again. All the dogs in the neighborhood somehow learned to bark Jingle Bells in sync. Yet retail workers are still more annoyed with Mariah Carey. Snow is getting shoveled, tossed, and formed into sentient beings leading parades without permits. It makes for an excellent distraction as the Krampus abducts children for bad behavior. Fruitcake is exchanged only to find its permanent home in the garbage. Terrorists have hijacked the Holiday office party right before your boss can give you a Jelly of the Month Club membership as your bonus. And of course, the Turducken has returned to wreak its fiery vengeance upon an unsuspecting world! If all this doesn’t put you in the Christmas spirit, perhaps these following Holiday specials will!

Greetings people of today and robots of tomorrow! It is I, Santa Clark, your geeky giraffe friend with a deep love of Christmas! My obsession for the yuletide is rivaled only by Maleficent’s hatred for it, which is saying a lot considering she once teamed up with Mad Madam Mim to kidnap the literal Spirit of Christmas. Yes, that really happened. I know this due to my annual pilgrimage to the Island of Misfit Specials, home to obscure or nerdy festive media ranging from movies, TV episodes, and comics. It’s no easy journey. Constantly I find myself confronted by sinister snowmen, genocidal gingerbread men, and worst of all, crappy commercials. Getting stabbed in the foot by a candy-cane wielding cookie is one thing, but I swear I’ve seen that ad for Wilbur’s White Elephant Gift Emporium more times than I’ve seen Miracle on 34th Street! Sometimes at night I catch myself reciting that jingle. Wilbur’s White Elephant Gift Emporium: Where Christmas meets Convenience! Huh, maybe Maleficent had a point.

Nah, my deep-rooted appreciation for this time of year can weather even the most moronic marketing! It helps that most of the merry media I’ve seen have put me in the perfect Holiday mood! Examples include the time a Ninja Turtle found himself trapped in a truck full of stollen toys, a drunk department store Santa stumbling onto a wish-granting magic bag, Big Bird nearly becoming a popsicle, Gwenpool waking up in a world where Galactus took the place of jolly ol’ Saint Nicholas, a terrifying tree stump trying to slaughter some saps over a stupid ship war, and the year when Death gave the Little Match Girl the greatest gift of all. Needless to say, I thought I had seen it all. That is, until I took my friends on a trip to the Island, tasking them to find me new, strange, seasonal specials to review! Some of them were fair, finding me festive favorites as comforting as coco in front of the fireplace. Others were fiendish, wanting to feed off my misery like Gremlins after midnight. Regardless of how naughty or nice my companions were, I’ve compiled all of their suggestions into a makeshift advent calendar! So stay tuned everyday until Christmas to see how badly my buddies can shred what little sanity I have left.

On the first day of Christmas, my buddies gave to me...

Hoo boy, what a way to start. Now you’d think my friend Molly (molly420) would’ve made her choice due to the magnificent Margot Robbie vehicle that came out earlier this year. Honestly, Harley Quinn’s humorous turn as the iconic blonde bimbo had nothing to do with this. I’ve been trying to get this special written for a while now and Molly missed her chance to partake the first time around. Knowing I’d offer myself up to being tormented again, she set an alarm on her phone to remind herself to suggest Barbie in Nutcracker when the opportunity presented itself the following year. That kind of disturbing dedication I can oddly respect. Still doesn’t stop me from feeling annoyed. Jolly as I may be, Nutcracker turns me into a Scrooge! My love of Christmas only goes so far when I’m bored out of my mind in an auditorium, watching confused toddlers prance around on stage, the titular toy soldier clashing against a dude in a bargain bin rat costume. How can a show be so tedious yet so trippy? No wonder I made a comic comparing my going to see it to the five stages of grief. My love of Barbie isn’t much higher, her only being interesting whenever she’s in a Pixar picture. Say what you will, but Barbie and Ken’s relationship in Toy Story 3 gave us Ariel and Batman flirting. Any argument you have is invalid. Still, perhaps I’m being too harsh. I’ve praised an adaptation featuring Mickey and Minnie before, so there is precedent for decent retellings of this tale. Will Barbie manage to pull off something similar?

Certainly not in the art department she won’t! Admittedly this is a direct-to-video movie from 2001, a time when computer animation was still finding its footing. Not to mention, this movie was one of the first to use motion capture, employing the world famous New York City Ballet to provide the dancing seen on screen. In a time when Gollum wasn’t even a fully realized character yet, that’s actually impressive! Really, I have to tip my hat there. Everything else looks like a sugar plum fever dream. This is one of those movies you never want to pause ever! The lighting is lackluster, the textures are terrible, and any movement outside of the dancing is stiffer than a board. This animation has aged like eggnog! Still, it’s not the worst cartoon content I’m critiquing this Christmas. At least it succeeds in making Barbie look as plastic as ever.

Speaking of our pink protagonist, our story starts with Barbie (Kelly Sheridan) in the middle of instructing her ballet class. A class that consists of one brat failing to master a basic move. Business is booming! Seeing her sole source of income struggling, our blonde ballet instructor halts class in order to tell a self-insert fanfiction where she takes on the role of Clara. She is visited by her adventurous Aunt Drosselmayer (Kathleen Barr) on Christmas Eve, bringing with her a horribly rendered Nutcracker. Her niece is smitten by the doll cuz some peeps have kooky kinks. She even goes so far as to bandage up its arm when her brother breaks it. Great, now he can’t come with Clara to Cowboy Camp! Despite the busted limb, the wooden warrior is able to ward off an army of malicious mice that invade the house later that night. Leading these vile vermin is their king, voiced by the GOAT, Tim Curry. Oh Tim, you’re the gift that keeps on giving! He is the savory pinch of salt that can turn any drab slab of beef into a five-star steak. He is the shiny red ribbon tied up on that piece of coal you found in your stocking. He is the guy who has it out bad for Christmas if this and Belle’s Enchanted Christmas are any indication. As per usual he adds sinister charisma to an otherwise forgettable fiend.

A shame he’s not in the movie for long. Upon waking up, Barbie takes a page out of Clark Griswold’s guide to exterminating pests by covering the critter in a coat before bashing its brains out with a hammer. Or at least that’s what should’ve happened. Rather she stands still long enough for the Mouse King to use his magical scepter to shrink her down like Ant-Man. Only after does she repel the rodent via meekly kicking her slipper at him. Brilliant strategy Barbie, G.I. Joe’s got nothin’ on you! Especially since now you’re the same size. Left wondering how to return to normal, the suddenly sentient owl perched atop her grandfather clock swoops in to exposit. Oh sure, she could’ve prevented this from happening by simply eating the mice, but that’d be too logical. Jee, thanks ya' feathery fool. Instead she tasks the two with finding the Sugar Plum Princess, a magical maiden from the Kingdom of Parthenia who went missing years ago. Only she can help Barbie regain her tall status as well as dethrone the mousey monarch.

Thus off they’re sent to this magical realm, encountering freakish fairies, rampaging rock giants, multicolored mares, and the always bickering Captain Candy (Ian James Corlett) and Major Mint (Christopher Gaze). Whenever these two aren’t repressing their obvious sexual tension they’re blaming the missing Prince Eric for their troubles. He's the reason for their many woes! A sentiment shared by the few survivors still living here. Dang, you folks have a nasty habit of misplacing your monarchs. Maybe you ott’a start tagging them.

Whatever happened to Prince Eric? According to Mint his friend was next in line to rule before finding himself smitten by a red-headed fish girl who saved him from a sinking ship. Shirking off more of his responsibilities led to the Mouse King eventually seizing power, the tiny tyrant transforming the prince into the very same Nutcracker (Kirby Morrow) escorting Barbie in the present. A plot twist so obvious even our heroine saw it coming a mile away. Props to this picture for subverting expectations but that just makes Barbie’s inability to figure out the bigger reveal all the more moronic. Cuz yeah, no freak’n duh she's the Sugar Plum Princess! No doubt all of you figured that out as soon as the name was dropped. By the end Barbie finally figures it out herself, using her powers to grow back to full size, squish the Mouse King under her hot-pink heel, then dance an annoyingly long amount of time with her now human boi toy. Hey, might as well get your money’s worth out of those New York Ballerinas.

My snark should’ve made it clear by now how this adaptation isn’t for me. That’s not to say there aren’t things I liked. For starters, I appreciated the writers’ attempt to turn what’s normally a string of random sequences into a coherent narrative. Granted, they never explain how Aunty Drosslemeyer came into possession of the Nutcracker, why the Sugar Plum Princess went missing in the first place, or how Barbie suddenly learns how to use her magic, but still the effort is there. Overall the script wasn’t as brain dead as I feared it’d be. Then again, perhaps it didn’t seem as stupid due to the talented voice cast reading it. Aside from Curry, the ensemble is stuffed with My Little Pony alumni, Starlight Glimmer delivering a decent performance for our main star. Clearly she struck a chord with audiences considering how many times she’d reprise this role afterwards. Out of all the cast though, Kirby Morrow as the Prince was the weakest link, his voice never matching the character design. Not to mention, they had the audacity to cast Curry and never give him ONE stink’n song number? Screw this movie not being a musical, you don't cast a Sweet Transvestite without letting them sing! It’s a crime punishable by death! Atop of that, the pacing is peculiar in places, the plot twists are obnoxiously obvious, and the animation is just adequate. By no means is this a masterpiece.

It is, however, a great excuse to spend time with my cousin. Being a fan of Barbie for as long as she’s been alive meant she was the perfect person to call to borrow a copy from. We got together and had a laugh at the movie’s expense, my cousin unable to ignore the apparent flaws either. Fun times were had, and what more could I possibly ask for? At least now I don’t have to review any more versions of Nutcracker… right?

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Did you know that Charles would take literally everything from his home to Chatsworth for only a couple of weeks 💀 like he would send his furniture to replace the perfectly appropriate fittings in the guest rooms and at Chatsworth, Charles and Camilla would be assigned a whole wing for up to three weeks.

Idk if he is still close with the Devonshires now since Debo is gone but lol imagine if Kick lived and had to deal with that.

I didn't know that but yeah I don't think Kick would be very pleased with anyone coming in and completely changing the furniture in the house for their stay - no matter how long.

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Nature Boy sung by an "angel"

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Kathleen Edwards – Upper Merion Township Building Park – King of Prussia, PA – July 24, 2024

Photos by Jim Rinaldi © 2024

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Midnight Pals: Libel & Sslander

JK Rowling: hello children Rowling: i'm back Poe: Rowling: and I'm Rowling: HIGHLY dissssappointed Barker: oh good! Barker: i can't wait to hear this one

Rowling: people keep accusssing my terf deatheatersss of being nazissss! Barker: is it because of all the nazis at your rallies Rowling: you can't prove that Barker: what about these photos & videos of nazis at your rallies Rowling: oh pffft! Rowling: proof! Rowling: you can ussse proof to prove anything!

JK Rowling: why do people keep thinking we're nazisss? Barker: hm if you're not nazis, why do nazis keep showing up at your rallies Rowling: becaussse we invited them, duh! King: oh she's got you there, clive Barker: no she really doesn't

Rowling: i'm not a nazi Rowling: i'm jussst sssomeone who sssincerely believesss that certain people ssshouldn't have rightsss Rowling: and alssso ssshould be exterminated Rowling: alsssso sssome of you ssshould have certain shapesss sssewn on to your clothesss Rowling: you know to make you eassier to identify Rowling: for Rowling: for reasonssss

Rowling: look, there'sss been over 400 bills across your United States to eradicate transss people Rowling: which i think is a reasonable and measured response to trans people being rude online sometimes

Rowling: lisssten, i think itsss great that florida has legalized the kidnapping of transss kids Rowling: and the children of transss adultsss Rowling: and any kid who has any trans relative Rowling: and any kid who some rando might accuse of being in danger of seeing a trans person Rowling: theresss no way this can go wrong!

Rowling: i don't underssstand why transss people are ssso attached to their kidsss anyway Rowling: itsss no big deal Rowling: they should just have precocial young like i do!

Rowling: anyway, it'sss for the good of the poor defenssselessss children Barker: then why did they force detransition all the adults too Rowling: becaussse when they turn 18, they metamorph into bathroom pervertsss

Rowling: now then it'sss libelousss to NOT watch kathleen ssstock's new movie Barker: oh man is it another movie about how she was cancelled Barker: oh boy i just love hearing that story Barker: over and over and over Rowling: Rowling: we really gotta get that pink triangle badge thing going again

Rowling: ok now you all have to watch kathleen ssstock's new movie Rowling: now before i put this on ssscreen, kathleen Rowling: you're SSSURE thisss isss the right tape right? Rowling: you didn't accidently mix it up with your blueberry fetish sex tape again did you Kathleen Stock: Stock: [sweats] uh no

Rowling: alright everyone, eyes on the ssscreen Rowling: we're all going to watch "Cancelled Part XII: The Kathleen Stock Story Continues" TV: Oompah Loompah Doompity Doo-- [Kathleen Stock lunging to shut off TV]

TV: oh no she's got to be juiced immediately Stock: [wildly mashing VCR buttons] why won't the tape stop?! Stock: did someone Stock: did someone get spaghetti in the tape slot Allison Bailey: [sweats]

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Reviewed: "Women in the Valley of the Kings: The Untold Story of Women Egyptologists in the Gilded Age" by Kathleen Sheppard

It was sixth grade Social Studies. I forget exactly what Mrs. Melquist was teaching us but I remember a slideshow, and I remember that it included pictures of the treasures found in King Tut’s tomb. That was the first I knew of archaeology and Egyptology. And I was hooked. Not enough to become an archaeologist or an Egyptologist, but enough to consume all things Ancient Egypt that I came across…