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I have been reading manga (in English) as part of my efforts to learn Japanese. (Reading manga in Japanese, even at the simplest level, is still beyond my abilities. Also, the library only has English translations;)
They have at least given me a bit of insight, even with the translator's remove, to Japanese culture. Going off some recces I found somewhere or other online I checked out Seiichi Hayashi's Red Coloured Elegy and—since our library didn't have Gold Pollen and Other Stories I got Cigarette Girl by the same author, Masahiko Matsumoto, instead: this is also a collection of short stories, for the most part young men and women meandering, perhaps, through their everyday lives in early 1970s Tokyo. The eponymous title character is the crush of a lovelorn young man who doesn't smoke(!) and cannot even bring himself, despite his friend's urgings, even to attempt to touch her hand during these transactions.
Today's intro is for clearing out a bunch of muffin recipe variations—the updated versions for triple ginger, double-double-choco-cherry, as well a ginger variation to use up stale, sweetened cereal (to go along with our stale, possibly unsweetened pages...)—not to mention the hot'n’spicy orangepeel and sriracha version depicted here, an original variation on cranberry orange muffins that are one of several family favourite muffin recipes.
I tend to group food and exercise links together, so here's one to a specific comment on John Scalzi's Whatever blog for achieving runner's high. I find I do much better with at least 15-20 minutes of yoga 4–5x/week and outdoor walks or cycling of 45min (esp this time of year, to combat the SAD); I get stiff when I miss too much of the former and cranky and generally out of sorts when missing the latter.
Well, here we are, at the end of a week of slightly used webpages. I gotta say, making fresh new ones is waaaaayyyyy faster'n’easier: with a little luck, I can churn out a week's worth for the queue in a few hours. This batch took two solid days. Talk about a ridiculous expenditure of effort for minimal return...
Yet I found it's kind of interesting how, in my usually erratic way (that is: waiting for the problem to go away) stuff does sometimes resolve: Frex, in 2014 I was all about:
Since today's page is lampwork technique related, for
Yet another one of those selfish/info posts... possibly good news, I present the following lampwork-related vids, some or all of which are still available:
Just for a change from old art, today I have an old review: a favourite comfort read, the self-published fantasy The Sorceress's Orc, by Elaine Corvidae. A cross-species romance featuring an older heroine, I found a lot to recommend it, despite some problems. If that doesn't float your boat, well I also have lots of nice, stale, 2016 linkspam for your delectation. Some are badly dated, only 4 years later. Others, sadly, are not:
I've known for some time (even as of roughly 4 years ago, when I wrote most of this page) that ‘addiction to illicit (hard) drugs is inevitably life-destroying’ is ...a very imperfect view of the situation. Frex, I'm familiar with the rat park experiment; that lots of soldiers in Viet Nam shook their (very cheap) heroin addictions after they came back from the American War; that crack babies were mostly a lie promulgated by Reagan and his ilk, an effective and mean-spirited way to avoid discussing how poverty, especially racist-induced poverty was—and is—the major detriment to a child's success. (This was also the era of the ‘Moral Majority’, ‘Satanic Panics’ —the ‘Me Generation’. I came of age in a selfish era, so it any wonder that my generation is doing such a crappy job running things now?)
Continuing on with the January website tidying, today's link via feministing via whizzpast is Sophie Scholl, the White Rose. Though I created this page in 2014, the efforts of a woman who gave her life to resist the nazis and their war(s) seems even more apropos now.
Oh. Also, a bead made from five years ago.