I hath come to humbly ask thee for Texas hc’s 👁️👁️
*do not feel forced or rushed to answer this!!*
It's not been almost a whole day, I don't know what your on about. Seriously though sorry this is late, I wanted to get it done yesterday but sadly I do have a friend who also likes hockey so, anyway ENJOY!!!
Texas-
He can sing and play the guitar really well
Big ol’ stargazer, was very sad when he realized that the StateHouse wasn’t in the best location to stargaze
He doesn’t agree with a lot of what happens in his state, not that he has much of a choice but if asked in private he makes his opinion pretty known
Will occasionally drink a glass of oil, yea know, for the funnies, the other states are absolutely disgusted, even the ones with oil drilling
He’s never actually done drugs, like it was very tempting at one point but he never actually tried it and doesn’t plan too
Owns a dirt bike and bought a few other southern states one as well to do races
He’s smart, but specifically the stupid kind of smart, the kind of smart that got a super collider built but dumb enough to not be able to convince the government to keep throwing money into the project (this is real, this did happen and I love it so much it’s so interesting)
Manipulative bastard (affectionate??)
He doesn’t always dress like he’s a cowboy from the deep south, he actually has a lot of what the NE states call “normal people clothes”, he just prefers to dress like what he is, a gay cowboy
Whore (affectionate)
Was the one who started the southern Minecraft server, mainly so he could bomb Oklahomo legally
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This Christmas I made gingerbread cookies for the first time ever! They turned out great!!!
I used this recipe, and I was like 'surely this is too much molasses????' but no, it was the exact correct amount of molasses, they were soft and flavorful and just delightful
(I have been using this woman's recipes since high school and they have worked perfectly literally every time. Like how??)
I'm definitely gonna try and make them again next year!
Bonus: here's the ornaments I made for my coworkers! The cookie one is what reminded me I'd been wanting to try gingerbread! :)
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actually yeah joel being ex-military is. very interesting here. cause in the game it makes sense as an explanation for why hes so good with the guns that make up most of the gameplay the mc of a fps being military is almost a given but here as just like. a narrative chunk. it Only stands as an ideological choice not a practical one, and so while tlou game is always on some level about a man and a girl fighting through the shroomzombie apocalypse the show Has to start out being about an incredibly mentally ill veteran trying to speedrun every trauma response he can conceptualize in the social context of a violent military-controlled state that still uses the national flag of the army he was in
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I am also fascinated by the stories we tell as local urban legends that turn out to seemingly exist in every community. Warning for mention of hypothetical child death here but when I was a kid, my dad told me about these train tracks in San Antonio. He said that a school bus got stuck on the tracks and hit by a train, and that the tracks were no longer in use, but you could go and park your car on them and if you put flour all on the back of your car, you’d feel the car move and when you got out to check you’d see handprints left in the flour. Which that story FUCKED ME UP as a kid I was obsessed with it, I told it to everyone I knew, I wanted to move here so badly just to see these haunted train tracks. As an adult now I’ve seen this same story attributed to train tracks in Houston texas, as well as many towns and states all across the country, likely outside of it as well. It’s likely rooted in a single instance that did really take place but probably not as near constant as how wide spread it is makes it seem. Unless we’ve had really really shitty bus and train track protocols and kept making the same fuck up for several decades all over the country. Which isn’t too hard to believe but y know
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Good news! I managed to find the last dandelions of the season :) I really thought I'd missed the window to harvest them this year; it's usually a late-April activity for me but it rained so much in the past couple of months, it just ruined my flower-harvest schedule.
The only dandelions left where I live are all in their wish-granting puffball phase, but I thought I'd try my luck at higher elevations—yesterday I called a neighbour who lives 150 metres higher, it went something like "Hello I would like to inquire about your dandelions and what stage of their life cycle they have reached." Neighbour told me if I hadn't introduced myself first she would have assumed I was a salesperson cold-calling to pitch a product ("You sounded so professional.") But she confirmed that she saw a few still-yellow dandelions during her last walk! Pandolf and I were immediately on our way.
Neighbour also told me that the cows were out in one of the pastures I was about to cross, but I didn't tell Pan, it was a surprise. He was so happy! Look at him bouncing his way towards them:
I was ready to call him back if the cows looked nervous, but instead more cows arrived to meet this visitor, to Pandolf's extreme delight (I had to call him twice before he deigned to stop greeting cows and join me on my dandelion search.)
Usually I just sit in a pasture covered with thousands of dandelions and I barely have to move to fill my basket, but in late May the harvestable dandelions are few and far between, so I had to walk long distances to find a couple here, a couple there—and I had to really inspect the tall grass, where they are much better-hidden than in April grass.
And guess what else I found in the tall grass?
A lion!
Worse! it's Texas :) I guess he is officially a recurring character. (Here's Texas' memorable introduction, for those who missed it.)
He makes Pandolf look small and scrawny!
I went to say hello to his owner but she wasn't home, so we returned to our dandelion field, followed closely by a suspicious Texas.
Sure, I'd scritched his ears and it was nice, but he's a diligent guard dog and unlike Pandolf he doesn't think friendly ear-scratching and malicious intent are two circles that can't overlap. But once I showed him my harvest he lost interest in us. Catching dandelion thieves is not in his job description.
Another animal I had to negotiate with were pollinators, who were clinging to the last few dandelions even though there were other wildflowers for them to feed from. They probably thought I was being similarly unreasonable with my single-minded focus.
I also found an adorable tiny spider in my harvest—she was dandelion-yellow and perfectly camouflaged to hunt insects in there! Here she is giving me a tiny spider high-five (or maybe angrily shaking her fist at me as I deprived her of this ideal hunting ground)
I let the llamas out to eat the weeds in my (still not planted) vegetable garden, like last week, as I started the long and meticulous process of destemming 400 dandelion flowers one by one. It started raining at some point but I had to stay outside to keep an eye on Pampe—it wasn't cold at all, and after the initial "oh no! rain" reaction, it started feeling pretty nice and meditative, sitting outside in the soft spring rain with the animals while preparing flowers.
I proudly told my mother that despite being one month late I managed to make 5 jars of dandelion honey just like last year, and she complained about shrinkflation seeing as I used significantly smaller jars than last year. I'm sorry but that's just called making clever use of packaging to meet unreasonable customer expectations in difficult times. Plus, I used 1 more lemon than usual in my recipe, so what this product lost in quantity it gained in quality. ("That's what they all say," she tutted)
(If my hen looks grumpy it's because she was sheltering from the rain under the table and I unceremoniously caught her and dropped her on top of it to enliven my photo. Not only did she get wet but she felt used, like a mere prop. She's back in her sheltered spot and it's been over 10min but you can still hear muffled resentful clucks when you walk past the table.)
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By the time the tx winter storm had hit I had already been steadily spiraling down the mdzs hole and I was not about to stop. Like all the power was out and I was using my remaining laptop battery life to keep reading mdzs. When my laptop battery died during the afternoon of the first day as I was reading the chapter where lan wangji asks wei wuxian to go back to gusu with him for the first time, I was literally like this
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Both about the story and the circumstances. Because what else could I be like. You all understand. Anyways, very big impact on my mood and memory, the whole ordeal.
Now it's freezing again and while it's not as bad (awesome), school districts and some businesses are shutting down for a couple days and it's having me Heavily reminisce intro mdzs times. That being said, you'll probably see a good resurgence of mdzs content on my blog bc I've already finally started watching the third season of the donghua as I can apparently never escape the hold mdzs has on my soul
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