MinoanMiss's online memorial

Apr. 4th, 2026 02:55 pm
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Apr. 3rd, 2026 10:01 pm
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Up late last night into this morning; it wasn't so bad walking a couple of blocks instead of trying inter-borough transit. If I'd had anything more than a couple of errands today, I'd have minded getting a late start in the morning. As I didn't, that part worked out, too.

I got a call from one of the group therapy places, who told me - to no surprise - that given the conversation we had, a more individualized approach would probably be better. I'm willing to give it some dubious benefit of the doubt, though I still bristle at the idea of a "career coach." Or any kind of coach, really, given that I don't play a sport. Getting coaching on anything besides that doesn't strike me as something useful.

you are the prickly pear

Apr. 3rd, 2026 05:45 pm
musesfool: Puppet!Angel, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose (sigh)
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So my big plan to make gyoza this weekend was almost derailed earlier when I received someone else's grocery order in total, and zero percent of my grocery order. My fridge is now filled with THREE DOZEN EXTRA EGGS I did not order, along with some ground beef, some ridiculously expensive stew beef (which I will have to figure out how to cook so it is not well done, because well-done beef gives me the yucks - marinating and roasting might be the way), an enormous container of Fair Life lactose-free milk, some lovely fruit I would not have ordered yet (not in season, but I will use it) and some KERRY GOLD BUTTER (another thing I would never order because I'm not MADE OF MONEY). But no scallions, cabbage, or ground pork.

So I got on the phone with Stop and Shop and the CSR was very good and got my order re-ordered, and it was just delivered, so it looks like meat gyoza are back on the menu, boys! Though I do not have room to make the chocolate frosted vanilla cupcakes I was planning to make since there's no room in the fridge for anything else right now. I just used up 8 eggs I already had to make a frittata since I need the space (so I have a total of FOUR DOZEN EGGS right now, which would be fantastic if I were boiling and coloring them for Easter, but I am not. or if I needed them to make Swiss meringue frosting, which I also do not).

I'm very glad i didn't do the extra Instacart order from Key Food I thought about last night, because Stop and Shop doesn't have gyoza wrappers and Key Food does, but they look pretty easy to make, so I will spend time tomorrow doing all that. And maybe I will make those egg rollups on Monday for the week so I can use up more eggs. I guess we'll see!

Today's poem is very far removed from *gestures* all of that!

Wilderness
by Lorine Niedecker

You are the man
You are my other country
and I find it hard going

You are the prickly pear
You are the sudden violent storm

the torrent to raise the river
to float the wounded doe

* * *

Good name for a rock band.

Apr. 2nd, 2026 11:16 pm
hannah: (Pruning shears - fooish_icons)
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My parents' basement has a little section where there's an equal chance of finding recycling and reusables - say, cardboard boxes to be broken down and pulped and ceramic serving platters that simply don't fit into an apartment's aesthetics anymore. Among other things today, I found a small hammer. If hammers could be called cute, this one would qualify.

I nabbed it on the grounds that I recently had to chop up some hazelnuts for cake, and doing so would've been much easier with a little hammer than any other option. Chopping them up before roasting them increases surface area but raises risk of burning, and using a measuring cup to smash doesn't always get the desired results. As such: kitchen hammer. It wouldn't even be a unitasker, either, since I don't have a kitchen mallet for any of the tasks which call for such a device. But now, kitchen hammer to the rescue.

I burrow deep into heretic soil

Apr. 2nd, 2026 04:56 pm
musesfool: close up of the Chrysler Building (home)
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I made my appointment to return my old modem and router for 2:15 pm today before I decided to take today off, because 2:15 put it right in the middle of my lunch hour. However, having taken the day off, 2:15 became the worst possible time to do it. But it's done! Not without a slight misadventure. I put the address in for a Lyft and doublechecked the confirmation text and was like, okay, 74-10 Austin Street. But when we arrived at 74-10 Austin Street, it was a residential building. And I'm like, I know it's just up the block there and the guy is like, but this is the address you requested. So I get out and start walking and I'm like, I know it's here, I've been here before, where the fuck is it??? So I recheck my phone and the address is...71-40. I would have sworn on a stack of bibles everything said 74-10, but it did not. Brain, why are you like this???

Anyway, the equipment return was quick and smooth, and Shake Shack was 2 doors down, so I had Shake Shack for lunch and it was all good.

Here's today's poem:

Five passages between uncertain territories

1
The wind has got trapped in the chimney;
its plaintive howls crash, slash and rumble
all the way to the backbone and back again.
Walrus angels ride their ancient motorbikes
on the Wall of Death.

2
I burrow deep into heretic soil, lie quietly
close to roots and corms, listen to the sounds
of critters in the field, beasties by the roadside:
their adventure songs of rescue, revelation,
revival and sunrise.

3
Because you travel the undiscovered country,
carrying the black flag, mallet and stake,
I offer you heartware – I stay tuned in all right;
but you know I don't trust you any farther
than to the rim of the map.

4
I lost my little mittens and my hands are cold.
All around, purple pearls and snailshells lie
scattered like random pebbles; I pick them up
gingerly, clovefully. I count them three times,
then once more for luck.

5
Cloaked in furs and feathers I shall sojourn
in abandoned observatories, hurdy-gurdy
power stations, mills by mystic lakesides,
stitching tales of hope and hardship, breaking
every bone in the book.

--Jane Røken

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April the First.

Apr. 1st, 2026 03:30 pm
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I still don't know how many people will be at the Seder tonight. I've got a rough idea of what's going to happen - there's only so far you can take a Seder - and I'm still trying to accept that it isn't my problem and if someone else takes on the headache, that's fine with me. I'm going to work to breathe through it.

Speaking of, I should get ready to go and set a good example to everyone else by being ready early.

those six or eight exhalations

Apr. 1st, 2026 02:58 pm
musesfool: (shakespeare got to get paid son)
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April is National Poetry Month in the US, so as I have done for the last...TWENTY YEARS!!!! I will be posting a poem a day here (and a different poem on tumblr). They will be tagged as "poetry" and "national poetry month 2026," so if you know how to block tags on DW, have at it!

Let's start with old favorite Billy Collins:

Lines Lost Among Trees
by Billy Collins

These are not the lines that came to me
while walking in the woods
with no pen
and nothing to write on anyway.

They are gone forever,
a handful of coins
dropped through the grate of memory,
along with the ingenious mnemonic

I devised to hold them in place---
all gone and forgotten
before I had returned to the clearing of lawn
in back of our quiet house

with its jars jammed with pens,
its notebooks and reams of blank paper,
its desk and soft lamp,
its table and the light from its windows.

So this is my elegy for them,
those six or eight exhalations,
the braided rope of the syntax,
the jazz of the timing,

and the little insight at the end
wagging like the short tail
of a perfectly obedient spaniel
sitting by the door.

This is my envoy to nothing
where I say Go, little poem---
not out into the world of strangers' eyes,
but off to some airy limbo,

home to lost epics,
unremembered names,
and fugitive dreams
such as the one I had last night,

which, like a fantastic city in pencil,
erased itself
in the bright morning air
just as I was waking up.

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Prep steps.

Mar. 31st, 2026 09:57 pm
hannah: (Luke Skywalker - elefwin)
[personal profile] hannah
This afternoon was the horseradish; tonight was the chocolate cake. At some point tomorrow, it'll be the lemon cake, and since we're leaving for Brooklyn early in the afternoon, it'll probably be first thing in the morning. It's less of a problem and more of an inconvenience. What's closer to a problem is my younger brother - hosting the Seder out in Brooklyn - doesn't yet know how many guests, and there's a discrepancy between when he told me we should show up and when my dad said we were told to arrive. I haven't voiced an opinion on any of this. I know it's not relevant. I've just asked questions I want answered, and I've made my peace with simply bringing the cake and the horseradish.

Each year, I relearn all over again how much that root doesn't want to be eaten. It drew first blood - I've got the bandage on my knuckle to prove it - and that helped push me onward to keep going until I'd gotten it down to the final nub. Then to do that again a couple more times. Weirdly, I'm looking forward to doing it again next year. Tricking myself into feeling like I've achieved catharsis from deep crying by forcibly exposing myself to raw horseradish fumes to get the crying done that way isn't a method I can use often, but once a year to prepare for the holiday is all right.
musesfool: Jason Toddler shows off his new costume to Dick (everybody starts somewhere)
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I was going to say this week has been endless and somehow it's still only Tuesday! but that's especially hilarious because I logged off work yesterday at 3 pm to go back to bed, and I'm taking off Thursday and Friday (and Monday), so really I only have tomorrow left of the work week. But subjectively it has felt endless. I do feel better though - still congested and coughing like mad, but no more fever. So you know, marginally better. *wry*

Anyway, I've got a recs update for you:

[personal profile] unfitforsociety has been updated for March 2026 with 13 story recs and 2 vid recs in 5 fandoms:

* 10 Heated Rivalry
* 2 The Pitt
* 1 Batfamily
* 1 Leverage vid and 1 Star Wars vid

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bah! and also, feh!

Mar. 30th, 2026 06:08 pm
musesfool: Zuko, brooding (why am i so bad at being good?)
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Even Nyquil couldn't keep my cough at bay all night. At least it's a productive cough? Bah. I feel like I am made entirely of mucus. How is there so much of it??? Plus I woke up with a fever this morning and again when I woke up from my nap just now.

I'm going to eat a bagel, poke around the internet, and then go back to bed and hope I feel better tomorrow. See you on the flip side!

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Working all day long.

Mar. 29th, 2026 09:54 pm
hannah: (Backpack - keepacalendar)
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Budget negotiations were unsuccessful: the market pay is the standard pay, is the pay I'll get. There's a little comfort in knowing I'm at market rate, and in knowing the commute's going to be as minimal as it gets. We discussed how to tackle the project and how to embed metadata into PDF files, so that should be interesting.

Grocery shopping was successful: When I was buying some onions and root crops, a woman came up to ask the vendor if they had any basil. He said no, it's not in season. After she left, I said, "She must be new here." The success came in how much he laughed. I pointed out everyone's got to go to their first rodeo at some point, which he agreed with - and he still liked how I'd said, "She must be new here."
musesfool: Shadow Weaver from She-Ra (walked across that burning bridge)
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Blurgh I think I am coming down with something - my throat is incredibly scratchy and every third breath I need to cough loudly and horribly. It kept me from sleeping very well last night so tonight i think it's going to be Nyquil or bust. Bah.

I keep intending to share these links and forgetting, but at least I can do it while it's still Mika March:

= Mika Zibanejad and the lasting moments of a 1,000-game NHL journey
= A Forgettable Night, A Memorable Career: Mika Zibanejad’s Top Moments

since he's my favorite player now that Kreider is gone. Well, him and Shesterkin. Even though I gave up on this season fairly early (not earlier than JT Miller though!).

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Forward thinking.

Mar. 28th, 2026 10:10 pm
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Tomorrow, I have a scheduled meeting for contract negotiations. It's a phone call for the new archive and cataloging gig, where I'll talk to the client to see what he needs and how best to accomplish that, plus to work out the pay rate. There probably won't be any paperwork involved, though I doubt he'll go to the extreme end of the spectrum I enjoyed last summer where I got paid in cash to stay as under the table as possible.

Still. Contract negotiation. It sounds genuinely professional, which is the mentality I know I should bring to the discussion. Professionalism, and my salary record for similar jobs, and a track record for doing good work and being worth the money. I don't think it'll be a full time five day nine to five job, but possibly full time three day nine to five. I'll see how the other outstanding gig goes this coming week to better judge that.

his talent is unlimited

Mar. 28th, 2026 07:45 pm
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I know I owe comment replies and I am going to get to them. The intermittent internet situation this week made me very reluctant as it would drop and I'd lose track of what I was planning to say by the time it came back etc. But! My new modem and router arrived yesterday and early this afternoon, I hooked them up. It worked, though at first I was like, what is happening? Because you do all this waiting for the modem to boot up and activate and then the first thing the router instructions say is "reboot your modem" and I'm like "are you for real? I literally just activated it!" but I did it and plugged everything in and it worked briefly! And then the router started blinking and my phone told me I had no internet and I was like WTF? Because it could 100% be an outside the apartment problem, or it could be a cabling problem because I did not swap out the coaxial cables - why would I do that? They are all nice and tight and the splitter is connected and I have had no issues with my cable box. So I unplugged everything and then plugged it back in and went to the Spectrum website to activate everything and it told me I had nothing ot activate, everything was working! And it has been so far! I will keep the old equipment for a couple of days, just in case, and bring it back to the Spectrum store midweek, probably.

After that adventure, I baked these whipped shortbread cookies (pic). I did not separate into lemon vanilla/orange chocolate. Instead, I used 1 tsp of almond extract in place of the citrus zest, and added chocolate sprinkles once they were piped but before they were refrigerated.

I've mentioned this before, but I am trying to replicate a childhood favorite cookie from an old Italian bakery that closed long before I even moved out of Ozone Park. They were not kept with the fancy butter cookies but with the S-cookies and the biscotti and the anginetti, and they had a much crumblier/drier texture than the typical Italian bakery butter cookies (you know the ones, either dipped in chocolate on one end or sandwiched with apricot or raspberry jam etc.). they were piped round and a slightly darker brown than the butter cookies too. And they were my absolute favorites. I've never found them at another bakery either.

I've tried a few Italian butter cookie recipes but none were quite right (though the one from Dolci was pretty close!), and then last week on thee second or third day of the pecan shortbread, I was like, this is the texture! And almost the taste, but the pecans obviously made the flavor different, though they do have almond extract in them (almond extract is the smell of Italian bakeries to me). So I googled to see if there was a chocolate sprinkle shortbread recipe out there, and found the one I linked above, and they also seemed like they'd be close. So after checking to make sure I wouldn't leave myself out of butter if I made them (I had another pound way in the back of the fridge), I got to baking. I think these also need a little longer in the oven, but we'll see how they taste tomorrow - I think that will be the test. but I think I'm getting close!

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New work.

Mar. 27th, 2026 10:42 pm
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Picking up the materials for a new contract project today had me thinking about average expectations. It's a small enough project to fit inside a banker's box, and a deep enough project to keep me busy for quite a few weeks. It's also not a heavy project - like I said, banker's box - but I was told I might need a cart to carry the box the few blocks from its owner's apartment to mine. I carried it on top of the twenty-some-odd jars of herbs and spices I'd bought from someone moving out of their apartment, plus the olive oil, balsamic vinegar, and jarred tomato products. It was inconvenient to maneuver, but not hard to carry.

It's going to involve cataloging personal letters, probably with indexing who sent them and who received them, who else was mentioned and where they were sent from, and I'm already thinking about how to set this all up for optimal ease of use. The hauling it over was the easy part. It's why I keep going to the gym - vanity's a small part of it, and a much larger part is being able to haul stuff around without needing the help of other people, or even much in the way of carts.

Time to start a riot, where you at

Mar. 27th, 2026 07:22 pm
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I made it through this work week unscathed! I logged off last night at 4:45 and took a 2 hour nap where I slept like a rock, got up, watched The Pitt (more on that below) and went to bed and again slept hard. This weekend could not have come at a better time! ;)

In other news, I am sure you have all see this, but in case you haven't: Himesh Patel joins the Ryan Coogler X-Files Reboot. Danielle Deadwyler was already on board. I am seated and ready! Though it will probably be several years before it premieres (if it doesn't get shitcanned the way the Buffy revival did).

My impression - not based on anything except how it's described in that article - is that this is more of a sequel than a reboot? Like a reopening of the X-Files several years later? But I could be wrong. It could be a straight up reboot. I am curious, though, how it will go, especially after we've had Fringe and, more recently, Evil treading similar ground.

As for The Pitt: spoilers )

And now I am just going to hit post while I still have an internet connection. The router has been worse today than ever before. I guess it knows its replacement is sitting five feet away, ready to be installed tomorrow.

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musesfool: Spiderverse Gwen Stacy (backwards and in heels)
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We were all super anxious about today's board meeting, but despite all the agita, it went well. Whew. We will still need to do some tweaking in terms of the order stuff is presented in, but thankfully nobody got all up in arms about the changes.

My router keeps dropping my internet connection in short spurts every few hours, and I finally opened the chat with Spectrum about it. I was like, could it be that I need a new router? It's 6 years old. And the chatbot or whatever was like, it seems to be working right now! And I was like, yes, but it's been dropping the connection repeatedly for the last three days, several times a day, for 5-10 minutes at a time, both on wifi and with the computer that is plugged into the ethernet cable. And it was like, please hold. And then it came back and was like, ah yes, now I see there is some bad signal coming from your router! Perhaps we should replace it. It is 6 years old. And I was like, yes please! How do we do that? And it offered to ship it and a new modem, which is also 6 years old but has not (yet) been troublesome, so I said yes, let's do that. So now they are shipping me a new modem and a new router, which I will install and then return the old equipment to them. So we'll see how that goes.

I also signed and scanned back my tax returns to my accountant and I'm so glad they take payment by Zelle now so I don't have to mail a check. I'm getting money back from both Fed and State, which will have to go right to paying bills. At least I can't rack up more credit card charges atm because my niece has put a moratorium on any new clothes for Baby Miss L until they clear out out some space. It is very hard to restrain myself but I have done so womanfully. There are just so many cute toddler girl clothes out there though, and she enjoys playing with her clothes (she likes to do fashion shows by trying on various items, accessorizing with a hat and a purse, and then walking round the living room), so I enjoy giving them to her. Hopefully they'll get some old stuff that no longer fits put away and I will be given free rein again.

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petra: Barbara Gordon smiling knowingly (Default)
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MinoanMiss's obituary. Which I will eventually be able to read.

If you knew her and you have some cash to spare, there is a GoFundMe for burial & memorial costs.

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I am hanging out with [profile] jackabug and [personal profile] teland this week, after meeting [personal profile] katarik and having a meal with Jack, Kat, and [personal profile] jadelennox after the memorial last weekend.

It is good to be on vacation.

I am mostly Not Thinking about the event this weekend, to which I was going to take [personal profile] minoanmiss, because when I think about it, it makes me want to cry. On the plus side, I will have quite a few other people I know there to talk to, sing with, and hug.
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Ashes to Ashes + DCU Crossover:
Holiday makers - Alex Drake, meet Barbara Gordon.

Avengers (2012):
Nutritious high protein - Why Steve Rogers's shirts fit the way they do. (Gen)

DCU:
A bird in the hand - Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson, the first identity porn story, Brucie Wayne/Nightwing. With Jamjar.

Also from the How to Marry a Millionaire verse, Mussels, with Bruce/Dick/Clark.

À la recherche de la honte perdue - Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson, in which Dick dresses as Marie Antoinette (just like in canon) and Bruce dresses as Louis XVI (canon!) and then they have sex (okay, that was me).

If you're on fire - Steph Brown, Cassandra Cain, and Kon-El have Adventures.

In Flagrante Delicto - Slade Wilson/Dick Grayson, co-written with Rubynye, as were the commentaries. (Yes, I do know how much it's going to suck for people to get a heads-up from her, but it's better than losing her words.)

So unlike a wife, Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson with crossdressing, Selina Kyle, and sharp edges.

DVD commentary by Petra on [personal profile] teland's Entelechy - Dick Grayson/Tim Drake, content some readers may find disturbing. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Good Omens:
Holy unnecessary - a snippet of the story where Crowley wakes up with a penis (no interpersonal sexual contact)

Life on Mars/Ashes to Ashes:
Ease my worried mind - Take Clothes Off As Directed (Dom/sub roles as socially normative/constructed), Sam/Gene, Sam/Annie.

L'appel du vide - Several stories deep into a series of Gene Hunt/Alex Drake/Sam Tyler/Annie Cartwright. With thatyourefuse.

Star Wars:
The letter and not the spirit - Obi-Wan/Anakin, a snippet of the story, involves cuddling

Mileage.

Mar. 24th, 2026 09:56 pm
hannah: (Laundry jam - fooish_icons)
[personal profile] hannah
It took me about an hour and a half to walk about four miles today. I had a couple of hours to get from 72nd street down to 4th street, so I figured I might as well go on foot to use the time. I didn't get a lot of thinking done, which I put down to having to keep dodging and weaving through crowds - that kind of thing's easier when there's nobody in my way, on foot or any other method of transportation. Which is on me for sticking to a busy street at a busy time of day than walking a few blocks over and trying on that.

There's also my head's not here or there, and I need to find some space to drift.
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