#period peice

[sadgirlfor3versblog]

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period pieces • love letters • holding hands • rainy days • the smell of books • candles burning • pressed flowers • back hugs • diary entries • sonnets • warm cups of coffee• exploring museums

[freck-water]

My friend told me I look like "a twink in a period piece" and now I cannot think of anything else

[pitch-and-moan]

Monmouth, Witness to History

A period film in which an older Geoffrey of Monmouth gives advice and explains the process of writing history to younger Welsh Catholic monks at the priory. The film flashes back to his writing the History of the Kings of Britain, as well as Prophecies of Merlin and the Life of Merlin. As the film progresses, it's apparent none of the younger scribes believe Geoffrey was much of a historian, despite his use of earlier texts, but he does a good job of explaining how to craft a narrative, which one can use in explaining history, but not to the extent with which Geoffrey himself takes liberties in fleshing out the Arthurian legend.

[cosmicculturevulture]

What could be better than Baroque?

[the-muse-musing]

What could be better than Baroque?

[eccentric-culture-vulture]

What could be better than Baroque?

[uas-art]

While researching for a single paragraph mention in a fanfic, I learned something about Roman clothes washing practices and now I am making it everyone's problem.

[theandersenjournals]

i do geniunely believe that Mo is an honest tragic character. one day i had to take my best friend to the hospital for nearly fatal bloodloss and ever since then he keeps disappearing. i guess im following him to hell. i just wish he'd let me.

[dudethatsmyundeaduncle]

DID YALL SEE THAT BULL ABOUT RDJ COMING BACK TO PLAY DR DOOM?? SOMEBODY SAY SIKE RIGHT FUCKIN NOW PLZ 😭

[pettyprocrastination]

hey does anybody want to ask about the medival couple I have rotating in my brain

[thewandamaximoffappreciationblog]

The Buccaneers Thoughts…

So I love period dramas with a modern twist. That’s why I also loved Dickinson and love Bridgerton. When I saw that Kristine Froseth was in this as well I thought I had to give this a shot

I know her friends actress from 13 reasons why as Jess I think? I haven’t watched that show in years but she’s great too. I’m really loving Kristine here and also loved her in the society and looking for alaska. What can I say she fits my type in a woman. I’m on episode two and will post my final thoughts soon

[alren-ki]

Hmm. That sure is brains. Don't like em but they sure are fucking exist

[squeakadeeks]

If nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do. Setting aside time to spend with the people you treasure most in this world is what makes us human and gives us more reasons to continue living and experiencing life. Anyone who would try to rob someone else of that is a damn fool! They're jealous because they're not with their friends and enjoying treats!!!

given societal context i 100% get why the whole wave of apathy vis a vis "nothing matters"/"celebrations are pointless" has been so pervasive but dagnabbit its LAME >:|

i've given into the whole "whatever, X is just another day, its much more advantageous if i just work through it and stay on top of my to-do list. caring about it is more stressful" but AAAAHHHHH that monotony is mind numbing. like humans have always set aside special times for a reason!!! not even like the deeper ushy-gushy sentimentality about being born to cherish and value things but objectively not breaking up your year by recognizing certain set periods for rest, relaxation, and introspection and connection will make you go insane.

[vegalocity]

We're cool op

hii i recently fell in love with movies again so i made a uquiz where you can find out which actor would play you in a film about your life.

[kalpforest]

IF YOU CATCH ASHLY SHE SAYS SKILZ

[rosecorcoranwrites]

^^^If you are a writer and write anything pre-cel phone, read all of this.

Have been thinking a lot lately about how, when a new technology emerges, people who were born after the shift have trouble picturing exactly what The Before was like (example, the fanfic writer who described the looping menu on a VHS tape), and even people who were there have a tendency to look back and go "Wow, that was... wild."

Today's topic: The landline. A lot of people still have them, but as it's not the only game in town, it's an entirely different thing now.

(Credit to @punk-de-l-escalier who I was talking to about this and made some contributions)

for most of the heyday of the landline, there was no caller ID of any kind. Then it was a premium service, and unless you had a phone with Caller ID capability-- and you didn't-- you had to buy a special box for it. (It was slightly smaller than a pack of cigarettes.)

Starting in the early nineties, there WAS a way to get the last number dialed, and if desired, call it back. It cost 50 cents. I shit you not, the way you did it was dialing "*69". There's no way that was an accident.

If you moved, unless it was in the same city-- and in larger cities, the same PART of the city-- you had to change phone numbers.

As populations grew, it was often necessary to take a whole bunch of people and say "Guess what? You have a new area code now."

The older the house, the fewer phone jacks it had. When I was a kid, the average middle-class house had a phone jack in the kitchen, and one in the master bedroom. Putting in a new phone jack was expensive... but setting up a splitter and running a long phone cord under the carpet, through the basement or attic, or just along the wall and into the next room was actually pretty cheap.

Even so, long phone cords were pretty much a thing on every phone that could be conveniently picked up and carried.

The first cordless phones were incredibly stupid. Ask the cop from my hometown who was talking to his girlfriend on a cordless phone about the illegal shit he was doing, and his wife could hear the whole thing through her radio.

For most of the heyday of the landline, there was no contact list. Every number was dialed manually. Starting in the mid-eighties, you could get a phone with speed dial buttons, but I cannot stress how much they sucked, because you had to label them with a goddamn pencil, you only had ten or twenty numbers, reprogramming them was a bitch, and every once in a while would lose all of the number in its memory.

All of the phone numbers in your city or metro area were delivered to you once a year in The Phone Book, which was divided between the White Pages (Alphabetic), the Yellow Pages (Businesses, by type, then alphabetic), and the Blue Pages (any government offices in your calling area (which we will get to in a moment)).

Listing in the white pages was automatic; to get an unlisted number cost extra.

Since people would grab the yellow pages, find the service they need, and start calling down the list, a lot of local business names where chosen because they started with "A", and "Aardvark" was a popular name.

Yes, a fair chunk of the numbers in it were disconnected or changed between the time it was printed and it got to your door, much less when you actually looked it up.

One phone line per family was the norm.

Lots and lots and LOTS of kids got in trouble because their parents eavesdropped on the conversation by picking up another phone connected to the same line.

A fair number of boys with similar voices to their father got in trouble because one of their friends didn't realize who they were talking to.

And of course, there were the times where you couldn't leave the house, because you were expecting an important phone call.

Or when you were in a hotel and had to pay a dollar per call. (I imagine those charges haven't gone away, but who pays them?)

Since you can't do secondary bullet points, I'll break a couple of these items out to their own lists, starting with Answering Machines.

these precursors to voicemail were a fucking nightmare.

The first generation of consumer answering machines didn't reach the market until the mid-eighties. They recorded both the outgoing message and the incoming calls onto audio cassettes.

due to linear nature of the audio cassette, the only way to save an incoming call was to physically remove the cassette and replace it with a new one.

they were prone to spectacular malfunction; if the power went out, rather than simply fail to turn back on, they would often rewind the cassette for the incoming messages to the beginning, because it no longer knew where the messages were, or how many there were.

Another way they could go wrong was to start playing the last incoming call as the outgoing message.

Most people, rather than trying to remember to turn it on each time they went out and turn it off when they got back, would just leave it on, particularly when they discovered that you could screen incoming calls with it.

Rather a lot of people got themselves in trouble because they either didn't get to the phone before the answering machine, or picked up when they heard who was calling, and forgot that the answering machine was going-- thus recording some or all of the phone call.

Eventually the implemented a feature where you could call your answering machine, enter a code, and retrieve your messages. The problem was that most people couldn't figure out how to change their default code, and those that did didn't know it reset anytime the power went out. A guy I went to college with would call his ex-girlfriend's machine-- and her current boyfriend's-- and erase all the messages. He finally got busted when she skipped class and heard the call come in.

And, of course, there's the nightmare that was long-distance.

Calls within your local calling area were free. (Well, part of the monthly charge.) This usually meant the city you lived in and its suburbs. Anything outside this calling area was an extra per-minute charge.

This charge varied by time of day and day of the week, which made things extra fun when your friend on the west coast waited until 9pm for the lower charges, but you were on the east coast and it was midnight.

Depending on your phone company, and your long distance plan, the way your long distance work varied wildly. Usually in-state was cheaper-- with zones within the state that varied by price, and out of state had its own zones.

Your long distance plan came in lots and lots of distracting packages, and was billed to your phone bill.

At one point, when I was living in North Carolina, a scammer set themselves up as a long distance company and notified the phone company that a shitload of people had switched to their service. They got caught fairly quickly, but I was annoyed because they were actually charging less than AT&T.

"Would you like to change your long distance plan" was the 80's and 90's equivalent of "We have important news about your car insurance."

Had a friend who lived at the edge of a suburb in Birmingham, and for her to call her friend two miles down the street was long-distance, because the boundary of the calling area was right between them.