#very worthwhile 40 minutes

[gavindna]

Anyways here I guess

(Apologies if, like, everyone collectively already got these silently without my knowledge so I’m just being annoying on the internet or something))

So hypothetically of course if I did a bunch of maybe devious shit to cop the undead unluck tsuruha partnership wallpapers, would I get super fucking mega sued for sharing them online??

[ford-pines-lover]

Delicate

Isn't it... Delicate?

Wild that we completed at the same time! Here's Delicate @chillinglyadventurous! This one is so fun :)

Tags: SFW, drinking

Stanford Pines x Reader

This ain't for the best; my reputation’s never been worse so…

“Come on, Poindexter! This is your chance to meet the ladies!”

“Stanley, no, there’s no need for me to go find a ‘lady’ when I have everything I need right here.” Which wasn’t particularly true. Ford would have rather to have someone to share moments with. Either of the platonic or intimate kind. He had always had a sense of loneliness that had set in after coming back from the portal. Ford felt like he wasn’t needed for some big expedition anymore, so what was left? There was no ‘finding the secrets of Gravity Falls;’ there was no ‘end of the world’ anymore that needed saving. Was it time to slow down? No, of course not. He still reveled in his work, his research. But sharing it with someone could be something worthwhile. 

“I know you won’t go out by yourself, and locking yourself in the basement is sad. You don’t even have to meet a lady; you could just sit with me and drink.” Stan gives Ford a defeated look. He hadn’t had his brother in upwards of 40 years (if we don't really count the 30 minutes before the portal incident), and finally he has his chance of being Ford’s wingman. Stan leans against the doorway to Ford’s lab, where there are papers scattered about. 

Ford sighs and gets up from his desk. He doesn’t make any effort to clean up his space. Probably betting on the fact that he will be back sooner rather than later. “Fine, I’ll go with you. No promises though." Secretly, he was hoping to find someone to talk to. Hoping is the key word. 

Stan smiles and walks back up the stairs, getting ready to go out. He was planning to go to a bar, or if they were feeling ballsy, maybe a club? Doubt Ford would be up to that, though. A club is full of lights, people, and loud music. The opposite of the brother he had very narrowly convinced to come with him on this adventure. Although surprising, Stan was optimistic that Ford had agreed. 

A few minutes later, Ford emerges from the basement wearing an outfit similar to what he used to wear in college. Now, since he is 40 years older than college age, he was filling out the clothes quite nicely. It was a pair of khakis, a grey button-up, and a nice sweater vest. It made him look dapper. There was a certain confident glow to the man that is rarely ever seen. 

“Heh, you really clean up nice, don’t ya, Sixer? Tryna impress some ladies?”

“Stop it, Stanley, before I take back my agreeance.” 

Moments later, Stan drives them to the nearest bar. Nothing fancy, but it was a Friday night. There was bound to be many people there. Hopefully someone for Ford to talk to. Ramble about his life that he had lost, or perhaps learn what this new person was like. The idea of human interaction was daunting but exciting. 

They both sat down at the bar, and Stan ordered them both a rum and coke. Just something to start off the evening. It was bustling with people like Ford had imagined. There were groups of people sitting and talking, and there were people that were relatively alone as well. Stan was scanning the room for people to push Ford into talking to. 

“There!” Stan pointed at a lady that had some sort of what seemed to be a fruity drink in her hand. She looked bored, sitting on her phone. 

“Stanley, I can’t just go talk to her,” Ford side-eyed Stan with a hint of embarrassment. 

"Sure, ya can! Just a few more drinks and you’re all set!”

“I—no, I don’t need any more alcohol in my system.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”

Ford sighed and looked over. “I guess nothing." He got up and walked in your general direction.

“Don’t forget your wallet, Poindexter!” Stan shouted over the music and the chatter of the bar. 

You must like me for me.

Ford sits down across from you. He nervously smiles. “Hi, um, can I sit here with you?”

You give him a confused look, not sure what this older man, silver fox for the matter, would want sitting next to you. He seemed visibly nervous, too.“Um, yeah, sure! Of course!” You fidget with the straw of your drink as he sits down. You were curious about the man sitting by you. This was odd; not usually people decide to talk to you, let alone sit by you, especially at a bar. “I am Y/N” You reach out to shake his hand. He hesitantly took it. You noticed something odd about his hand. You decide not to say anything.

“I am Stanford Pines, but please call me Ford.” He smiles sheepishly. There was something enticing about the man in front of you. It almost seemed like he was full of stories, full of a lifetime, yet he also looked like a brand new man.

“So,” you gave him a curious look, “what’s your deal?” You knew there was something that he was hiding. Men never just come up and talk to you. Unless they want something from you.

Ford looked taken aback by the question. He was for sure not expecting that question. “Excuse me?” 

“Well, I go to this bar often, and no one ever sits by me.” You giggle. “I’ve never seen you here before, so again, what's your deal?” You lean over the table, hands clasped together, under your chin. You smirk at him. Okay, so he doesn’t seem like a creep. Probably isn’t, but you can’t be too careful.

“Well, I am just looking for…” He pauses and thinks about the answer. “Someone to talk to? Human connection perhaps?” 

You give an amused huff at his answer. “Well, I think, Mr. Stanford Pines, that I can give that to you.”

We can’t make any promises; now can we, babe? 

“Actually, it’s Doctor Stanford Pines.” He smiles proudly. There was something in his smile that was faltering, though. His confidence wasn’t sharp.

“Oh ho ho! Mr. Dr. Stanford Pines, eh? Well, for your knowledge, I am also a doctor.” You smirk at him and raise your eyebrow. He laughs and smiles.

“Yes!” He sips his drink, realizing it’s running low. “What kind of doctor are you?”

“The medical kind”

“Yeah? What field exactly?” He studies you as you look off to the side.

“I study gynecology and obstetrics.”

“That’s awesome! I personally study the anomalous beings here in Gravity Falls." He wiggles his fingers to have a “spooky” effect.

“That’s pretty cool, Mr. Dr. Stanford Pines." You give him an honest smile as you notice his now empty drink. 

But you can make me a drink.

You grab his glass and go up to the bar, asking for another drink. You assume he would want a whisky old-fashioned, so you buy him that. You buy yourself another dirty shirley. You return back to the table and hand him his drink.

“Here, I realized your drink was running low, so I bought you a new one.” 

“I—no, you didn’t have to do that.”

“Well, of course I didn't have to. I wanted to. Big difference, smart guy.”

He laughed and sipped on his new drink. “What is this?”

“A whisky old-fashioned.” 

“It’s pretty good.”

“So, what kind of anomalous things are here in this small town?” You asked sincerely. You had lived there for 6 months and hadn’t noticed any “anamolous” beings in this town. You honestly just lived here for the work. Gravity Falls hospital was hiring; it was a small town, and it was in a state with no sales tax. So hell yeah. 

His face lights up when you ask this question. He pulls out a maroon notebook (journal?) that has gold embossed into it. It looked pretty professional, yet also worn out. “You’re lucky I brought one of my old journals.” He looked to the side, almost embarrassed. “I was really hoping someone would ask about my studies.”

“Well, that’s great!” You prop your elbows back on the table to lean over to him. “I would be more than happy to listen to your tales and adventures.”

Another half an hour goes by with you two chattering away. Ford was explaining how there are things that live deep in the woods that are extraordinary, while some things can be seen while taking a walk around town. You honestly had a new curiosity for this town. This town may have been a place of convenience for a job, but now you have made a new friend. 

“Would you ever like to come mystery hunting with me sometime?” Ford asked.

“I would love to!” You beamed, excited that this guy you had just met an hour ago was already wanting to see you again. 

“Hey, Sixer, it seems you’ve hit it off with a lady." Another older man was standing at the edge of the table, giving you a smirk. “Well, it’s time to go; it’s my bedtime.”

Ford looks over to you and sighs. He scribbles on a piece of his journal, rips it out, and hands it to you. “Here’s my number in case you ever do want to come with me on an adventure.” He winks at you and leaves.

Well. You’re never going to forget about him.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for complaining about a teacher?

context before i start: the class i'm in takes up 3 hours of the day, and was the only reason i came to this school in the first place. it's an art school and is supposed to be somewhat serious—like, you have to apply to get in. but the 2 years i've been here we've had like 4 teachers (+ there have been even more before that) and none of them have been qualified for the job whatsoever

our newest teacher just got out of college and doesn't know what she's doing. she doesn't assign work that's actually creatively challenging, 1 hour of class time is usually dedicated to a really bad prompt and the rest of the time is independent work, it's barely an actual art class. she also never talks to the class and doesn't really have a clue what's going on ever. supposedly she has a degree but she just seems so. confused. the reason i'm still at this school is because i know people here who live upwards of 40 minutes away who i'm very close with + along with that i'm also autistic so any kind of drastic change would be hell. unfortunately leaving, though it would be the best option for me, is just not an option at all

anyway, we're already a quarter of the way through the year and people are still saying to cut her some slack because she's... new. which is kind of exactly what the issue is? i went through something similar to this last year because one of our previous teachers gave me really bad vibes and just didn't really work, so i complained about her to my classmates, and then i went to the administration about some issues i was having and she ended up quitting a few weeks after. people thought i got her fired on purpose. i was a little bit overly angry looking back so idk i can't blame them

anyway, i recently went to the admin about this new teacher (unlike last time, i tried to "give her grace" and hope for improvement, even though... idk... i just don't see it happening) but haven't really held back in complaining about her to my classmates too. most of the time people will say i'm being overly negative, or they don't want her to get fired, and honestly it's just fucking wild to me. they've also made comments about how she's not a good teacher! like everyone agrees that she's just not ready for this position and they're really sick of not being able to learn things! when i do complain though it's like i'm messing up some kind of social contract there is to just not do anything about the problem we're having and it's really confusing and frustrating

but at the same time i do wonder if this is me being overly critical and nitpicky of a situation that i shouldn't be. to me, because of aforementioned autism, i have a really strong sense of justice. this kind of stuff seriously bothers me and it upsets me that nobody else is as affected by the unfairness as i am?? idk. i just want the class to actually be worthwhile because the academics are really good

so AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[skojukebox]

Pastoral: To Die in the Country (1974) is not a horror movie, although it is exceedingly unsettling at times. I got a recommendation for this movie a couple posts back from @ash-rose-milf-era (thank you!) so I gave it a watch.

Pastoral begins as a distorted, oftentimes bawdy recollection of the childhood of a boy named Shin, full of people whose faces are painted like ghosts (including his own). Shin lives in a rural village in postwar Japan bordering a bizarre place called Scary Mountain with his suffocating mother. Shin is unhappy with the tiny scope of his life and with dealing with his mother, who is terrified of him growing older and changing. Eventually, he elopes with an adult woman and flees the village.

This is interesting, and beautifully shot, but where the film truly gets like... REALLY good is about 40 minutes in when it abruptly snaps out of this colorful, confused recollection into a black and white recording of people in a filming room. Here it's revealed that everything you've been watching up until this point is a film within a film shot by the real, now-adult Shin, about his childhood. Everything is abruptly recontextualized casually and in one fell swoop, and it doesn't stop there.

The shift the movie undergoes and the way the merry, hauntingly surreal little village changes as the movie resumes with a new narration of brutal honesty is incredibly striking. I don't want to spoil too much more about the way the movie shifts, but the last 40 minutes or so all by itself made the time I spent watching it worthwhile.

Pastoral is visually super striking but I don't even think that's its primary strength as a lot of experimental stuff tends to end up. It's got a way stronger plot than someone just looking for something "weird" would give it credit for. It's a movie about the moments between childhood and adulthood and the death of the idyllic countryside as industry takes over, but beneath that, it's about the finnicky and complex way people compartmentalize their pasts, and what storytelling (and lying) can do both for you and to you.

I feel like I say this a lot, but this movie is not for everyone. I do heartily recommend giving it a chance if you typically have a distaste for very open-ended surreal imagery in films (although I personally am into that too) because there's a lot more than just this film's very abstract beginning of a childhood retelling. Very glad I took this little detour out of straight horror for this.

[cantsayidont]

More bad movies:

LATENCY (2024): What's duller than watching someone else play video games? This tedious sci-fi horror story about an agoraphobic gamer named Hana (Sasha Luss), whose only real human contact is her friend Jen (Alexis Ren), going off the deep end after getting the opportunity to try a new AI-powered headset that she can use to operate game controls and other technology with her thoughts alone. Soon, of course, she's having disturbing hallucinations suggesting that she's being haunted, or even possessed. Luss is not nearly a good enough actor to carry what's almost a one-woman show — particularly one so thinly plotted — and the attempts at spooky reality-bending are rendered completely pointless by the idiotic premise, which recalls terrible pre-MATRIX movies of the '90s about virtual reality. Critics have praised the visual effects, but on home video, even with the brightness turned way up, the film is so underlit that I couldn't discern about half of it. About the only vaguely interesting point is a brief attempt to visualize the experience of having the game TETRIS seep into one's dreams; the finale also has some very weak echoes of MULHOLLAND DRIVE that only serve to remove the story's one remaining vestige of emotional reality. CONTAINS LESBIANS? At one point Jen teases Hana for inviting her into her bedroom without offering her anything interesting to do. VERDICT: Conceptually bankrupt and weakly executed; if there's an intelligent movie to be made about gaming as a phenomenon, this certainly isn't it.

THE OUTRUN (2024): Extremely dreary recovery drama, based on a memoir by Amy Liptrot (who co-scripted), about a young biologist, here called Rona (Saoirse Ronan), who retreats to Orkney after blowing up her academic career due to her struggles with alcohol while living in London. Paapa Essiedu costars as her former boyfriend Daynin. There's a scene about a half-hour in where the protagonist checks herself into an abstinence-only rehab program whose organizer declares, with appalling misplaced pride, that only 10 percent of participants will make it; I started feeling similarly about this movie, which is much like being caught in a heavy rain while on foot far from home, wearing sneakers with cracked soles. Ronan is quite good, but while Liptrot has praised the film as "fresh and authentic," every scene is a miserable slog — not even the scenery is pleasant, and its paean to 12-step programs (which substantial research now demonstrates are statistically worse than useless) made me itch. CONTAINS LESBIANS? No. VERDICT: I'm glad Liptrot got something worthwhile out of this, but you won't. Photosensitive viewers should be aware that there are some flashing light sequences in nightclub flashbacks (the worst starting around 40 minutes in).

THE SUBSTANCE (2024): Unsubtle, frequently disgusting sci-fi horror story from French writer-director Coralie Fargeat, about an aging TV fitness star, Elizabeth Sparkle (Demi Moore), using a mysterious new bio-engineering kit that allows her to create a younger, hotter version of herself, "Sue" (Margaret Qualley) — vapid, selfish, hypersexual, and irresistible to every man she meets — whom she can become for seven days at a time. It doesn't take long, however, before she violates the stringent rules that governs the process, and soon her two selves are at war, with horrific results. The first half is a deliberately paced, unsettling, and potent (if obvious and heavy-handed) statement about gender, beauty, and aging, overlapping somewhat with the gayer but more muddled LOVE LIES BLEEDING, albeit with more, and ickier, body horror. Unfortunately, about halfway through, Fargeat loses interest in trying to be creepy or thought-provoking in favor of escalating grossness, which culminates in an absurdly icky finale drenched in literal geysers of blood. CONTAINS LESBIANS? No, and it's curiously disinterested in the erotic implications of the premise, handcuffed by its own very conservative sexual politics. VERDICT: Visceral and visually striking, but ultimately not as audacious as it would like to be, and very, very gross. Be warned: The squeamish need not apply, and if you struggle with eating disorder, you should approach this film with extreme caution, if at all.

SUNDAY BLOODY SUNDAY (1971): Critically acclaimed but unrewarding and very gloomy British drama about a 30-something divorced mother (Glenda Jackson) and a 50-something gay Jewish doctor (Peter Finch) carrying on separate but parallel affairs with the same younger man (Murray Head), who's ultimately not willing to give either of his lovers the kind of time or energy they want from him. A downbeat, thinly plotted slice of life, its basic thesis is that youthful notions of love and freedom are fundamentally incompatible with the weight of middle-aged responsibility, a point hammered home by Finch in the fourth-wall-breaking final scene. It's (otherwise) realistically rendered, with the basic premise treated with a refreshing lack of nervous tittering, but it's so glum that it's always kind of a drag, and the Head character is never allowed even half the dimensionality of his older partners. CONTAINS LESBIANS? No. VERDICT: Put me off for various personal reasons from the very first shot, and its sexual politics are as cheerless and inflexible as Margaret Atwood's, which is not a compliment.

[toumoromoro]

Towelket 6 thoughts/rant/review?

I think towelket 6 is the only tk game so far that has become worse by playing it again. I had somewhat "fond" memories of this game since it's the reason I discovered towelket, but I think I had a pretty disorted view of it because of nostalgia.

It's hard to take this game seriously when in the first 3 minutes Warawau kills and then masturbates over the dead body of a dog out of nowhere. It's so over the top, ok Kanao I get it she's evil. Then in the next 5 minutes Minpou's mom and sister die without any fanfare. Oh and Warawau assaults Minpou. Everything happens so fast that you don't get a chance to grow attached to any of the characters. Remember how in TK2, Kanao gives you about 40 minutes to get to know the whole village and its people before the more serious stuff starts happening? Well, in TK6, you get at most 5 minutes before people start dying, and we're supposed to care about them. Also, any interesting dynamics or relationships that could have been explored are immediately cut short by Kanao. Seriously, you have this interesting dynamic with the three main girls, and then Kanao decides to sideline Nyanyamo until the end of the game. Also just when we might explore Minpou’s feelings about having to care for her mother, Kanao kills her off. Ironically, all of this might be the most interesting part of TK6 because once you leave the village, the most boring part of the game begins: the middle game.

I'm not exaggerating when I say this part is one of the worst in any Towelket game. Nothing happens for an entire hour. Kanao forces you to go through these huge, empty maps and calls it content. It's jarring, the village had a nice U-shape where you knew where everything was supposed to be, only to be thrown into the same 100 forest maps where no one has anything important to say. It's almost funny how Kanao went out of their way to make all 7 characters repeat the same thing. But it's not funny, it makes me want to jump from a building. This game desperately needed to trim down the main cast. Also the humor was meh, which made the middle game even worse. It's here that Minpou and Warawau lose their main character status, and it’s given to Agochu and Pucchi. This wouldn't have bothered me if they were interesting, but Kanao decided they needed to do the whole 'Pucchi, you are a moron' routine over and over again. Then suddenly, an hour into this, Kanao remembers this game has to have some sort of plot, so we get the 'collect three things to save the world' plot. This part is a bit better than the last one, but still suffers from some of the same problems, mostly that no one has anything interesting to say. However, I will admit that I did like some parts in isolation, like Nekoashi-Konbu's flashback, the scenes with Mary/Minpou and Oruchumahe, which was pretty unique. The flashback, in particular, kept me interested throughout the entire sequence (I love you Zucche). Of course, none of this actually makes the game worthwhile. This part had a very funny unintentional moment where PPU just forgets to tell Minpou who murdered her.

After this, we enter the late game where Kanao finally remembers that Warawau was supposed to be an important and evil character. Too bad we only have 15 minutes of game left! This part is, uh, not good. For some reason, Kanao decided to insert a chunk of Towelket 1 into this game like a tumor. This part is basically just filler, and all it does is remind me that I should have replayed that game instead. Nekojita's story was nice though. The ending is kind of funny, actually. Warawau suddenly loses her brain and confesses to having killed Nyanyamo and Minpou's mom, expecting Minpou to be happy about it and praise her. This makes no sense; at the beginning of the game, she knew people wouldn't want to be told this, which is why she always acted when no one could see her. But now? She's just crazy™, speaks in all caps, and laughs over and over again, because she's just so crazy, guys!

So yeah that was Nyanyamo's arc, she was kidnapped, was missing for most of the game and then was killed offscreen. Amazing Kanao.

Finally, Kanao the Pons are bad antagonists and it will never work.

This game was shit, but I'm grateful that it inspired so many people to write better versions of it to try to fix it.

[kinetic-elaboration]

June 10: Anxiety Dreams

I had the worst anxiety dreams last night. I was in my childhood house, which I very rarely dream about, and I needed to go to school, maybe middle or high school. I didn't realize I had to go until class was already about to start, but I couldn't remember my schedule so I didn't know what order the classes were supposed to be in. I kept looking for a copy of it but could only find schedules for previous semesters. They were all written on library routing slips. I kept finding the same ones again and again. And time kept on passing and I felt like it was less and less worthwhile to even go to school with so little of the day left. And the cycle just repeated and repeated.

I woke up feeling like I hadn't really slept at all and with my jaw clenched tight.

So anyway I wasn't too into that. Everything at work just annoyed me and I didn't want to be around people. I guess it's good that I'm sort of clawing out of a hole a little but maybe not enough. I don't know. The retreat looms large. I am going to have to stack up some good daydreams for this because I simply do not care and have nothing to say on any of these topics. I feel very slightly guilty about this but I'm simply not a bullshit artist. Didn't teach me that in school I guess.

Also one of my used books got shipped to a totally incorrect address in another part of the state and I got stuck behind a CSX train on my way home from work. Petty annoyances of life.

My thoughts were so swirly after work that around 8 or so I lay down on the couch and closed my eyes to think and then slept for about 40 minutes or so. That's okay except that I didn't get to unswirl anything properly because I didn't stay awake long enough. If that's even possible. I think I need to write some sort of thing. Something very atmospheric and like...nothing else. Just Vibes. I feel like I have something clawing on me that I need to shake off.

Also after I woke up I couldn't shake off sleep very well. Eating helped. My whole body doesn't hurt anymore. I need to go to sleep soon though.

[xxmisty]

First intro post for a verrrry long time!

Hello! 🌈

Bit out of practice for this but since I’ve started to get a few new followers again I thought I should make a quick post to say thanks for following and to kind of re-introduce myself since I’ve been away a little while. Tumblr’s been my online home since 2011 though so even when I’ve been away a while I’ll always come back sooner or later - I met my lovely partner here and this hellsite saved my life in a very literal way back in the day so it means the world to me 💙

I can’t help worrying that if you’ve just followed for the art you’ll get fed up with the absolute yard-sard of fandoms, nonsense and tumblr nostalgia I’ve been reblogging lately and I don’t want to put unwanted nonsense on your dash so I’ve set up a side blog which I’ll reblog just my art to. Feel free to follow that one instead! 💜 Art side blog: @johnmist 💜

But if we share fandoms (especially Torchwood - oh my god I am over three years into the biggest hyperfixation of my life and it’s showing no signs of fading!) or other interests it’d be nice to meet you - feel free to say hi!

My name’s John, some people might still know me as Mist, but all the best people call me Stringer (= my wife 🥰) I’m a 40-something trans, bi, disabled artist who’s tired of all the hate, horror and misery out there. I can’t change the world but I can try to brighten it just a tiny bit with some fan art of characters and fandoms that I love.

At the moment I’m struggling big-time with my health. I live with fibromyalgia, ME/CFS, severe crohn’s and UC, endometriosis, narcolepsy, migraines and recurrent meningitis so honestly, sometimes I have to disappear without warning. From one day to the next I never know what I can manage so I try to make the most of every good day, every good hour, every good minute and draw as much as I can when I’m able. Art is one of the things that keeps me going, makes life worthwhile.

Full disclosure, I’m currently going through the worst health of my life and finding it hard to cope this time. Somehow this is the one place I don’t actually feel guilty sharing so I may talk about it sometimes. I’m also autistic and like just about everyone on this site I also suffer from anxiety. I also am very much an adult and may post/reblog adult subjects so please don’t follow if you are a minor or know you’ll find topics such as sex, sexuality, my fetish and other mature content upsetting - be safe in your own space, and feel free to follow my art blog instead 💙

💜 Again.... Art side blog: @johnmist 😁 💜

A non-complete list of my other fandoms:

Doctor Who (classic and new), What We Do In The Shadows, Marvel (mostly MCU, particularly Runaways, Jessica Jones, Wandavision, Doctor Strange, Guardians of the Galaxy, She-Hulk and Cloak & Dagger), Red Dwarf, Homestuck, Ashes to Ashes/Life on Mars, YuGiOh, Splatoon, Animal Crossing, Xenoblade, My Hero Academia, Yakuza, 80s and 90s nostalgia and various other franchises that we dip in and out of from time to time 💙

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[whatdoesshedotothem]

Saturday 17.. February 1838

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fine morning F27° at 7 ¾ and the same at 9 am at which hour breakfast in about (near) an hour A- read a little aloud of vol. 2 Lardners’ Russia – then had people in a/c of Northgate – Mercer glazier paid up in full – Crossley painter paid the whole – Shaw the plasterer came in vain – no order for him – ditto ditto Moorhouse who wanted about £26. did not ask Shaw the sum – then had Schofield the joiner small bill extra of May last for the Stump X Inn – settling took me till 12 –then with A- at luncheon too till one – then had Engine-Holt lately returned from York castle – unfairly sent there by the plotting of his partner Mr. Thomas who wanted to get the business to himself – offered Holt £200 if he would give up – yes! if Thomas would see the concern properly wound up and all the concerns paid – and the partnership was solvent – but Thomas had H- arrested by his (Thomas’) brother for lent money £300 – equally lent to Thomas as to H- but H- the only one arrested – H says they tell him there will still be 15/. in the pound for concerns – they seem to have behaved very kindly to H- he tells me Thomas had charged me in the books about £20 for plans etc – as H- own he never knew such a thing done – no! nor I – said I would never pay it – I owned them nothing – ordered no plans – as for H-‘s plan of the mill near Keighley, it was H-‘s own volunteering – I considered that a thing of his own – he said he would bring it – I never ordered it – I merely said I should be much obliged to him, and never him to make any charge – but I thought of giving him something sometime for his trouble – spoke to him now about the engine which the assignees had to sell – wanted H-‘s estimate of what he would set it up for, if I bought it but if I found they thought of pressing in anyway unfairly on me, I would have nothing do to with it – poor fellow he said everybody had been very kind to him, and he did not fear – he had done the best he could and his creditors were satisfied – when he left home he had only 3/. or rather when they took him off his wife had but 3/. in the house and she gave him 2/. of it – but two of his creditors had given him 2/. and 5/. and thus he set off – Joseph Mann (and he should always respect him for it) had lent his (H-‘s) wife a sovereign – after talking above ½ hour partly in the hall (while A- had William Pearson of L-..... near Lightcliffe) and then in the upper kitchen – gave H- a sovereign and came away – he is to come on Tuesday evening to tell me about the Engine – I said if I could not buy it worthwhile I would have nothing to do with it – then sat with A- a little – then while she wrote her journal a little while in the west tower and looking over papers – with A- and then again had her for a few minutes before she rode off about 3 to Cliff hill – snowy day – began before 10 am and has continued snowing more or less ever since – snowing hard now at 3 ½ pm – then all the afternoon (out a minute or 2 in the barn about 4) till 7 looking over and assorting all Mr. Harper’s letters and those of Messrs. Parker and Adam then had Crook the bell-hanger in a/c of Northgate – gave him check for £40 – will want about £20 more when the Casino is done – dinner at 7 ½ and sat reading the newspaper till 9 – then came upstairs and till 12 10 read over H-‘s letters and copied very small and close on one sheet all his 7 papers respecting the Listerwick water wheel – snowy day – F27° at 9 ¾ pm found my cousin come tonight

The Manns did not come this evening – too busy tubbing Listerwick pit

[thisaintascenereviews]

Jelly Roll - Beautifully Broken

Jelly Roll, a Nashville rapper turned country singer, has had a rapid rise over the last few years, and I’m not sure why. His music isn’t anything great, and even when he was a rapper, he wasn’t anything worthwhile, either. There’s honestly a reason why he never broke out sooner, and it was sort of because of who he associated himself with. Jelly Roll hung out with what I call “white trash” rappers, such as as, Struggle Jennings, and even Adam Calhoun (who’s most infamously known for being associated with notorious racist, transphobe, and homophobe Tom MacDonald, and Calhoun has also openly said the n-word on a record, so that guy really sucks), as well as ex-Bad Wolves vocalist Tommy Vext for some reason. In other words, Jelly Roll associated himself with the redneck, white trash, and MAGA crowd, and that ultimately resulted in his fans being of the same variety. Jelly Roll was not an artist I cared about at all, even when I vaguely knew who he was, but his star power randomly got bigger.

I don’t know why he started to make country music, but I guess making his music broader and more accessible is a good idea. Hell, country is having its moment right now, especially in the last few years, but who’s really asking for this? I listened to his last album from 2023, which had a big hit with Lainey Wilson, and it was okay. It was very bland country-rock with lyrics about God, the devil, demons, and addictions, but nothing that I’d listen to again. I had no idea he was gearing up to release another album, but here we are with Beautifully Broken, just another year later. It came out a few weeks back, but I’ve been hesitant on listening to this, because I had a feeling I knew what I’d get with it. Jelly Roll, at least with his country music, has a tendency to be a one trick pony. His music all sounds the same, and I was worried that this album would be the same thing.

Lo and behold, Jelly Roll still has demons, and struggles with his vices, because that’s all he talks about, and that’s all this review would need to say if I was lazy. What fun is that, though, right? I got a bit more to say than that, but this album was an hour (an hour and a half if you listen to the deluxe edition, which I did not do and do not want to do) of the same thing over and over again, whether it was the lyrics, the melodies, or the overall sound of this album. Sure, you got a couple songs that stray from the formula, but Jelly Roll tends to stay in the same lane. There’s a lot that can be said for what he talks about, because people do struggle with addictions of all kinds, and addiction is a slippery slope, as well as just being good and “evil.”

It’s just that Jelly Roll doesn’t say anything remotely interesting about it, and he just relies on a lot of cliches and boring songwriting to try to make up for it. Instead of gritty southern and country-rock that he employed on his last album, there’s a weirdly Imagine Dragons sound here, complete with stomp-clap choruses that are as loud as humanly possible, or with a lot of “whoa’s” that these bands are known for. This album tries to be as emotional as possible, even when it has no business evoking such extreme and palpable emotions, because there’s nothing interesting being said. Sure, the lyrics aren’t horrible, or even offense at all, but this album’s biggest crime is being boring.

I could maybe take 40 minutes of this, but an hour and five minutes? That’s overkill, especially with the deluxe edition, and the worst part is that Jelly Roll has a good message and his fans look up to him, but he also can’t really say his life is great and flex on his fans that are mainly working class people that are just trying to get by. That would shatter the illusion and relatability that he has, because he’s always been seen as a normal guy. Maybe that’s a big part of it, like he’s just a normal guy that got popular, but you also can’t talk about the same stuff forever. It doesn’t help that the songs themselves are so bland and lifeless, so I could forgive the lyrics being repetitive and not that interesting.

Maybe Jelly Roll will get better, or he’ll find something new to talk about, but that could result in his fanbase leaving him the dust, especially when he still kind of has the same demographic he did when he was a rapper. A lot of his fans now are still the same redneck, MAGA-loving white folks that think the radio is bad, or that Beyoncé’s newest album isn’t “real country,” or whatever, but it’s also quite telling when Jelly Roll featured on a Falling In Reverse song. Ronnie Radke is just the American Tom MacDonald at this point, so it really makes me hesitant to listen to his music or care that much. I haven’t even mentioned that Jelly Roll actually has a good voice, but it doesn’t matter when the album itself just isn’t that good.

[whythehellnaut]

Why's Joker: Folie a Deux review

I really don't understand the vitriol for Joker: Folie a Deux. I understand the criticism, and it's more than valid, but I strongly suspect this is another situation of a toxic fanbase of mostly young men throwing a fit that it's not what they wanted. At worst, it's a 5/10 drama, nothing terrible, but it's more of an acquired taste as to whether you'll like it, and I think it has little to do with the musical aspect, or perceived emasculation of the protagonist.

The main problem, and its potentially fatal flaw that I suspect bothers people the most, is that it's very slow moving, and ultimately rather boring. This doesn't mean that it didn't hold my attention, just that it spends far too much time on certain scenes that could have been shortened. The movie feels 30-40 minutes longer than it needs to be, and you could easily cut 20 minutes off the runtime by just editing out blank space and unneeded dialogue. Combine this with the fact that there is almost no action in this comic book movie, I can understand where it's seen as unexpectedly dull. The musical numbers themselves can be fun to watch, but are ultimately pointless to the plot, as they tend to be presented as fantasies of the two leads, ending with them returning to reality and continuing the story where they left off before the song. Compare this to stronger musicals, where the songs are woven into the story so the plot continues to advance during those scenes. The way that the musical aspect can be edited out of the movie and would cause no loss to the plot is a sign of poor writing.

That said, I don't think the writing is necessarily bad overall, as the story is surprisingly interesting and unpredictable. A lot of scenes took me off guard and left me unsure of where the plot was headed, hence why it held my attention. There might be a couple of plot holes that I've noticed, but none ruin the immersion. The directing was also quite good, as the scenes in the institution feel like an actual mental asylum in the 70s, and outright enhance the immersion in my opinion. All the actors, including the extras and minor speaking parts, come off as they know how to believably act in that setting. And I have to compliment the acting the most, because Joaquin Phoenix continues to do an amazing job in this role. There aren't any scenes as memorable as the talk show scene in the first movie, but there are great moments where you can tell what he's thinking just by the slight changes in his facial expressions. I don't think it's Oscar worthy, but perhaps worthy of a Golden Globe nom for actor in a musical. Lady Gaga as Harley and Brendan Gleeson as the lead guard are fantastic casting. I have very few complaints here.

I think what it comes down to is that the fans expected something exciting like an action drama, but ended up receiving a standard, albeit worthwhile, courtroom drama. A Joker movie with no murder is like a Batman movie with no costumed fighting. It's the equivalent to a movie exclusively about Bruce Wayne going to therapy about his parents' deaths; it's something nobody asked for, but can be thoughtful and fascinating as a story. That, and the subset of fans that found Joker a bit too relatable in the first film are certainly upset that the creator specifically wanted to spite them for idolizing a bad role model by changing the sequel's format. I think anyone who knows what to expect can still enjoy this movie because there are enough strengths to it to cater to the right crowds, even if it alienates a much different group.

[pocketbelt]

Yuru Camp - Virtual - Lake Motosu / Yuru Camp - Virtual - Fumoto Campsite (PC)

Two short VR 'experiences' that can thankfully be played without VR, despite all the warning labels Steam has slapped all over their pages and their library screens. It defaults to a non-VR mode if you don't have a headset, and is controllable with mouse, keyboard and controller.

These are about 30-40 minutes each, more if you really go digging for photos to trigger all the text conversations, and that means they are a bit pricy for what they are normally (£15 each; I got both in this Steam sale for £9.59 each, which is still kind of high). The thing it's most reminiscient of, to me, is actually Pokémon Channel, would you believe? The way you look at and interact with stuff to trigger little scenes is fairly similar, albeit you don't move around like you do there and it's a much shorter, more linear scene-to-scene progression (though you trigger them manually). Non-VR controls are a little odd but understandable, you have to align the centre of the screen with what you want to interact with, which will also indicate what kind of trigger/scene it is. It's weird with the mouse as you have to scroll the screen independent of your cursor to align the centre, instead of moving the cursor there, but on controller it's fairly sensible, just directing your gaze with the right stick.

They are both very comfy, and also fully voiced; while only Rin (Lake Motosu) and Nadeshiko (Fumoto Campsite) are visible (you play the other in each episode). The dialogue is entirely on point, as funny and silly and charming as the show, to the point that both feel like episodes from the show - all the voice actors, even the narrator, are present, there's a little animatic for the recipe for the dinner used in each, there's a number of text scenes where the other characters' VAs are used, and it draws from the show's OST for all the music, with the EDs turning up as well. In that way, if you adore the show, they're a worthwhile little time, and hell, I wouldn't mind more now that S3's kicking about.

It's very funny to think that the devs of this, Gemdrops, would also do a Kizuna Ai-themed Beat Saber clone, and then be tapped to do a miracle remake of Star Ocean 2 and just slam that out of the park (some of the staff are former SO2 staff!). Extremely funny progression, that.

[shorebrook]

June 9, 2024 - Board Meeting Minutes

Shorebrook Community Club

June 9, 2024 - Board Meeting Agenda

Board Present: 

Brock Graber, President

John Stockwell, Vice President

Sara Graber, Secretary

Jeff Butterfield, Treasurer

Rick Anderson, General Director

Bob Lillie, General Director 

Absent Members:

Jan Selvar, General Director

Community Present:

None

Meeting called to order at: 10:02

Approval of minutes

Approval of minutes from March 17th, 2024 meeting

Meeting minutes were reviewed by the Board - minutes are approved

Treasurer’s Report

Review of Financials

The balance sheet and profit/loss statements were provided to the Board by Shiela Davis.  The Board reviewed both statements.

John inquired if we are still allocating our funds in the 50%, 40%, 10% designations:

50% - to the water system

40% - to the Park (these funds would support pumping the septic, replacing posts on cabana, etc).

10% - allocated for undesignated/unforeseen expenses

Sara will follow up with Sheila to inquire about this.  

The Board discussed Special Assessments

John shared that Special Assessments are voted on at the Annual Membership Meeting.  In general, they are not very well received, however if they are explained well, the community typically supports them.

The Board discussed the need to potentially raise the Annual Membership Dues.  

The Board will do a study on expenditures - we can utilize data in Quickbooks for this to determine if a raise in dues would be warranted.  

Ie: we know insurance costs are continuing to rise.

Insurance - Sara will look at our policy to see when it is up for renewal.  The Board may look into shopping for insurance this year.  

Bob notes that he was with Liberty Mutual (our current carrier for insurance), and that his policy increased significantly.  

It may be worthwhile for Shorebrook to look into a new carrier, as there were several claims made this year in our community due to flooding of the creek.

Brock notes that we have a safety deposit box listed on our Profit Loss Statement - He inquired who has the key to the box and what is inside of it.

John believes he has the key - he will confirm this.

Update on community members in arrears for membership dues for current fiscal year

Reminder letters were mailed to those past due in early May.

Sara will follow up with Sheila to see if members have paid since these letters were sent.

Update on community members in arrears for membership dues for past fiscal years

The Board enforced the water shut-off at one property and will be filing a lien on this property with the county.

Late fee - current late fee for failing to pay annual membership dues is $15.  The Board discusses raising this amount.  

John motions to increase the late fee to $50 and Bob seconds the motion.  The motion carries and the late fee is increased to $50.

The Board reviews the by-laws related to late fees, fines, interest, and expenses (Article VIII Section G. 4. C, D, & E).  

The Board will share with the community at the Annual Membership Meeting the importance of paying the Annual Membership fee timely.  The following will be relayed:

Increase in late fee to $50 (this is an annual flat fee)

Interest will also be applied at a rate not to exceed 12% annually

Quickbooks Renewal - Sara to follow up with Sheila to determine what decision was made related to Quickbooks.

Treasures report is approved by the Board.

3. Old Business

Update to By-Laws - Status regarding update to by-laws related to short-term rentals

Brock and Sara will have the new language for by-laws notarized this week and the lawyer will file them with Mason County.

Once the by-laws are filed electronically, we should be able to access them and print them for the community.  

4. New Business

Annual Water Report - Northwest Water Systems

Northwest Water Systems is performing our community water report and will provide this to the Board.  The Board will distribute/Share the report with the community.

Rick will send a follow up email to our contact at NW Water Systems to follow up on the report status.   

Park Committee - Consider the creation of a Shorebrook Park Committee

Responsible for closing/opening the park and coordinating community clean-ups

Many members in our community enjoy doing this work without the recognition.

The Board will acknowledge our appreciation to those who contribute with park clean-up efforts without naming names at the Annual Meeting.

Park Bathrooms: Cheri Allen cleaned the park bathrooms this year and noted the following: 

Bathrooms may have flooded over the winter - there was quite a bit of mold in them and thick mud on the floors making them difficult to mop/clean

Overall - what can we do to make the bathrooms nicer?

There is still a hole in the roof - any plans to fix this?

The Board will evaluate the bathrooms and shed, and look into replacing/repairing roofs for both structures.  

Flyer & Agenda for Annual Membership Meeting

Flyer and agenda were mailed on May 31st 

Review supplies needed for meeting (ie: name tags, etc) - John and Sara will coordinate efforts on this.

Note taker for meeting - Bob has offered to take notes on behalf of Sara

Zoom ability - Cheri Allen had a camera and zoom ability.  Sara will follow up with Cheri to see if she will assist with this.  

Members BBQ - Hosted June 22nd

BBQ not included on flyer - if there is interest in putting one together, an email can be sent to members/post to website.  

The Board discusses and agrees that there is enough support to coordinate this effort. 

Shorebrook to provide burgers, buns, chips, sodas (BBQ from12pm-3pm)

Community to provide sides - potato salad, beans, dessert, etc

Sara will email this notice to the community and ask for an RSVP

Pump house fence/post

We were notified by a community member that a post was broken by a mower on Spar Tree drive

Rick moved the broken piece aside.  The Board noted that there is no need to replace this post. 

Open Board Positions 

If we don’t have community members willing to run for/take on the positions, we may be forced to look into a management company to take over.

Permit to clear boat ramp 

A community member mentioned to Brock that we are supposed to get a permit to clear off our boat ramp.  John Stockwell is going to look into this.  

Motion to adjourn the meeting by John and seconded by Bob.

Meeting adjourned at 11:21

[wandertales]

Edale - Peak District

Upon my friend’s recommendation for a holiday, I did my little research and chose this fantastic place to stay - Edale. The land of sheep and wide, green fields that give you the carpet effect. It is the land of nice and helpful people, happy cows, clean and crisp fresh air, beautiful scenery, high hills, ancient history which dates back to 1200 B.C. that you can still bizarrely see the monuments and forts of that era if you climb high enough.

I only spent 3 nights, and 2 full days in this peaceful village. The first day I arrived in Edale, I saw this lovely small café right next to the train station which I popped in to ask how I could get to the hostel. There was no transport, no taxis, and they didn’t provide a pick-up service, either. All you could do is to walk 40-45 minutes on the road to reach to the stay, which I wasn’t very much keen on considering how tired I already was. Luckily, the guy working in the café, who looked around my age, offered me a ride which was highly kind of him. On the way to the hostel, we got to exchange some simple, brief personal information in a way of getting to know each other. He was born in this village and knew the area like the palm of his hand. He dropped me off right in front of the entrance and there we said goodbye. Overall, it was a very nice gesture.

The hostel is on a hill where you can reach through a farm that is surrounded by all kinds of sheep, which takes you to this road with tall trees on the sides that goes up to the hostel. The view from where I stayed was so picturesque. Right across it you could see these wide, green, mountain-looking hills with all their nakedness with lots of sheep scattered here and there. It was a worthwhile stay. In the evening I met two Scotsmen that I had a very nice conversation with. They both were quite funny and easy-going people.

The second day I made the most extensive walk ever. In total, I walked over 20+ km, including the climbs. Initially planning a round route all the way from the hostel to Mam Tor, then to Castleton, Hope, and back to Edale, I prepared my backpack and hiked to the hill where it would take me to Mam Tor, which is one of the most ancient places I have ever been to. It was pouring and I felt hesitant at the beginning, but toughened up and hit the road.

 As I was climbing up I looked back for a second, and the fear of height kicked in. I felt the wind blowing and just froze, thinking that I wasn’t able to climp up any further than that, so I started going down still being scared even doing so. On the way back, there was a middle-aged man coming up. We just greeted each other and I continued walking. After a minute I just stopped and turned back, thinking that I could go back there and maybe join the man, and in that case I wouldn’t be so afraid. Eventually I did so, and I couldn’t have been more pleased. He was very kind to accompany me and lead the way. We had a nice chat along the way. He also had a daughter around my age, so I felt as if he was ‘taking care of me’ in the way that a father would do which felt comforting and trustworthy.

And we made it! As we were finally on the top of the hill, we were facing this foggy panaromic view of Castleton on one side, and of Edale on the other. It was as misty as it could be, one wouldn’t be able to see their hand in front of their face. Yet somehow that mist added a mysterious and magical effect to that prehistoric fort we were standing on. There were two burial mounds as it’s said, one dated back to the Bronze Age and the other to the Iron Age. It sounds unreal when I think about it, how old and ancient this place actually is... We walked up to the peak through the mist on the grand hill. Once we reached there, I saw the old iron symbols on the burial mound around the fort. It was absolutely thrilling.

We didn’t take our time and started climbing down the proper path this time, which took us to Castleton. When we touched the flat ground, the sun started to shine which was like a warm welcoming. It took us about 20-30 minutes to walk to the centre of the town. You could still see some handful of ruins and untouched nature around you. People were very nice and friendly, too. Once we arrived in the town, we said goodbye to each other. I then walked into this old bakery called Peveril Stores, and got some treats to finally sit, relax, and enjoy. I couldn’t move for about half an hour, I was knackered, but also very happy.

Walking and climbing must have made me utterly hungry that soon after I found myself in the pub called the George, which was recommended by the kind lady in the bakery. I had myself a delicious vegetarian Shepherd’s Pie. Being fully fed, I hit the road again and walked to Hope, which took me about 40 minutes. And once I arrived, it started to pour again. Thankfully, the café that my friend had recommended was just around the corner, the Adventure Café. I got myself a nice cuppa with a slice of ginger cake, and thinking how full I already was, yet still kept eating. I guess all the walking just made me very hungry, and I was about to walk for another hour and a half back to Edale. The roads weren’t that safe, as there wasn’t enough space for you to escape when the cars drove by, but I survived.

Once I was back in the hostel, I was smiling. I was totally and utterly exhausted, but weirdly so happy at the same time.

The next day I didn’t do much. I walked to Edale centre, had a look at what was around. I grabbed some coffee first and wrote in my journal as I had so much to write about the previous day. Later on, I had a nice lunch at the pub that Scotsmen had recommended, the Old Nags Head. It was quite nice and filling. After a 45 minute walk, I was back in the hostel again. I poured myself a nice cup of tea, and enjoyed some reading. The next day, I was back in the old smoke again.

[rachelminetti]

room for squares, 9.18.2001

i have a few john mayer related rituals i (sometimes) keep up with over the year, but none as sacred as this one. why do i have john mayer rituals? probably in some attempt to tether myself to myself. i wrap my years around it, i measure time against it, i keep my clocks in sync with it. so every year on september 18th i listen to room for squares, start to finish, followed up with some favorite live versions. this is the week when i no longer wonder when summer will wrap itself up, when the humidity disperses and i want to be home by 7. my hands are starting to show signs of age this year, my sentimentality has waned, renewal feels less likely, more daunting. 

but this tradition persists, i reconnect, i let the new year begin. this album has been given the gift of context, 22 years to settle in as an early 2000s soft-pop-rock-coffeehouse-easy listening delight. it is by no means my favorite album of his, i do not think it is a masterpiece, and this is the only time of the year i listen to it in full. but it is a great comfort and there are some stellar live renditions of its songs, exemplary of their time, their longevity and lack thereof. so, here are some of my favorite versions of each song, dug up from my personal john mayer archive. 

no such thing, live sometime in 2001.they listen to phish, but they can’t find the answers. added to my library sometime before 12/26/2012 (the day i got my MacBook, lost date-added data for most of my music up to that point), probably ripped it from the youtube link above. my library would be nothing without clipconverter, mystupidmouth, that giant torrent, and, of course, the internet archive. you’ll get a lot from this version: long, fun intro, alternate lyrics, an everything she does is magic tease – all wrapped up into a 9 minute, pretty solid recording. essential listening for those looking to dip their toes into the world of live JM.

why georgia, go anywhere intro. i have no idea how i found a download of this, i can only find the lyrics online. it’s been in my library prior to 2012, i must’ve downloaded from mystupidmouth. it’s a different version than the portable intro that’s easier to come across. after about 30 minutes of trying to track it down, i’m led to believe that it is from 9.06.02, thanks to a reply from Humming6ird on this post. going to spend another 10-15 minutes trying to track down a download, we’ll see if i’m successful. side note: cool to stumble upon an old self while tracking this down, i’m all over this page. ok, no luck. it’ll find me one day.

my stupid mouth, probably 2002-2003. i’ve had this labeled in my library as (Soundstage 2005) but i think that that is very wrong. great improv intro to a song i’ve never cared for. this is like level 2 deep cut live john mayer.  

ybiaw, 3/11/23. there’s nothing worthwhile about this song, so here’s a link to a nice transition from HOME LIFE earlier this year. 

neon, live 9.24.05 with the trio. 10/10 must hear version of this song. now this really is one of his masterpieces, take some time and listen to its versatility over the years. i was also going to share a version from what i thought was from 05.18.00 but i cannot find confirmation anywhere that this actually exists. it’s wonderful and i have no idea where i downloaded it from in 2021. oh well.

city love, i don’t really care for this song so here’s a trio video of covered in rain. 

83, live 3.26.04. this whole show is great – early version of don’t trust myself and a back to you closer, can’t lose here. this song very much feels like early fall, light and crisp. “83 was the vibraslap.” 

3x5, yet another mislabeled live version in my library. downloaded BMB (before MacBook). well, here’s a nice one from july 7, 2003. full show video available, always nice. 

love song for no one, i was going to link the one i have from 3.29.00 (terrible recording, live at the 40 watt in athens), but, of course, i have no idea how i even have my hands on that. it starts with tell me what to say, so it’s a real deep cut. here’s one from eddie’s attic in 1999, same vibe. 

back to you, live any given thursday. bring back back to you! bring back FULL BAND back to you! an all time favorite, one of my atlanta songs. here’s a link to any given soundcheck. 

great indoors, i was going to link a mysterious undated 2003 version with a lovely intro, but of course i cannot find it. this one from tower records on 6.31.01 holds up nicely. 

not myself, a lovely version from THE eddie’s attic shows in 2005. it will all come around again…

[johnmist]

A Quick Intro

hi! I’m a tumblr veteran, been here since 2011 🤫 My personal blog is @xxmisty but it is - as it’s always been - a big tangled mess of fandoms, memes and highly medicated stupidity! Since it’s always going to be a dumpster fire I thought I’d set up a side blog to reboot my art to in case you just wanted to follow for the pics without all the extra mix of fandoms junk, tumblr nostalgia and other stuff that interests me.

My name’s John, I’m a 40-something trans, bi, disabled artist who’s tired of all the hate, horror and misery out there. I can’t change the world but I can try to brighten it just a tiny bit with some fan art of characters and fandoms that I love.

At the moment I’m struggling big-time with my health. I live with fibromyalgia, ME/CFS, severe crohn’s and UC, endometriosis, narcolepsy, migraines and recurrent meningitis so honestly, sometimes I have to disappear without warning. From one day to the next I never know what I can manage so I try to make the most of every good day, every good hour, every good minute and draw as much as I can when I’m able. Art is one of the things that keeps me going, makes life worthwhile 💙

The other things I love are - in order of importance - my lovely partner of ten years Lucy 🥰 (whom I met on this hellsite, ILY tumblr!!!), Torchwood, food and writing! And after that come a whooooole bunch of other fandoms, most of which I’ve drawn at least a piece or two for over the years.

A non-complete list of fandoms includes:

Doctor Who (classic and new), What We Do In The Shadows, Marvel (mostly MCU, particularly Runaways, Jessica Jones, Wandavision, Doctor Strange, Guardians of the Galaxy, She-Hulk and Cloak & Dagger), Red Dwarf, Homestuck, Ashes to Ashes/Life on Mars, YuGiOh, Splatoon, Animal Crossing, Xenoblade, My Hero Academia, Yakuza, 80s and 90s nostalgia and various other franchises that we dip in and out of from time to time 💙

My lovely partner ruined my life with Torchwood at the start of 2020 and more than three years on I’m still head over heels with hyperfixation so I apologise for the fact at least 75% of art I post is TW-related :P

Yes! I Have OCs! I hope you don’t mind if I share occasionally 💙

If you’d like to help me continue to create art I have a Patreon and a ko-fi and am very grateful for any support; money is a constant struggle and every little helps 💙 If you’d like a hi-res version of any of my sketches in exchange for a ko-fi donation please drop me a message 🥰

patreon: https://www.patreon.com/xxmisty

Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/xxmisty

Thank you for following - I hope you enjoy my art!