@rebelbeckerton
Lapsed poet. Sister, cousin, auntie. Cultural hyphenate. Queer femme. Walking thesaurus. Feminist, secular, humanist. Caribbean cadence, former Yukoner, currently in Kjipuktuk (Halifax). Powered by a cocktail of enthusiasm, outrage & strong tea.
Listening in on the legislature today, heard a PC MLA try to position his party as a paternal figure making tough decisions so we can live within our means, but they sounded more like a soon-to-be ex explaining that they need to pawn your grandma's jewelry because they gambled away the rent money.
I was thinking of hurricanes when I bought it, but it's turned out to be even more helpful for the winter storms. It's safe for indoor use, and hot food and drink are such a comfort.
I bought a secondhand fondue pot a few years ago. I have never once used it for fondue, but have absolutely used it to heat soup and boil water for tea during power outages.
The sports teams at my (Catholic) high school were called Crusaders, and I'm really hoping that's changed sometime in the last two decades, but I'm not looking them up to check because that's just asking to be depressed.
Anyway, here's a 🧵:
A screenshot from Rick Astley's Never Gonna Give you up music video
A screenshot from Rick Astley's Never Gonna Give you up music video
A screenshot from Rick Astley's Never Gonna Give you up music video
A photograph of the seminary gym in knives out. It has the same window.
Just watched the new Knives Out and I think it's really important you know that the scene in the Seminary's Gym is filmed in the same place Rick Astley filmed the music video for Never Gonna Give You Up.
I saw the window tracery and immediately made my friends pause the film so I could tell them.
The Heated Rivalry id vortex was a nice distraction from the constant hum of anxious dread that's settled in my spine from *waves arms in the general direction of the news* all this.
Rent for my tiny peninsula flat is still under $1000, but only because I'm my landlord's longest tenant and the temporary cap on rent increases came in just in time; I expect things to change as soon as that expires. I really need to get myself on all the co-op waiting lists.
Dearest Halipals, if you were in the square at midnight and caught video of this on your phone, sharing it would be a marvelous gift. Sincerely, etc.
#Halisky
I hope so! I know there can be something lovely about an ephemeral experience only shared by those who witness it, but that's for nature and the arts, not politicians acting wotless.
And that's just with the CBC folks off to the side of the square, so I can't imagine the nonsense that must have been happening on the actual stage.
I can hear him nattering on in the background of the CBC video, but I can't see him or make out exactly what he's saying. (skip to 3:00:00)
I called this “The Orville Peck Principle.“
I did not get on the Internet one day explicitly looking for a masked queer cowboy to start crooning at me, but guess what? It was exactly what I fucking needed.
A part of our heritage.
(Canadian in-joke, sorry-not-sorry: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heritag...)
To be clear: I am just hoping for cozy, friendly conversation over tea about idiots-to-lovers arcs and metaphorical u-hauls. I refuse to start a podcast or newsletter over this.
(im)Patiently waiting for more pals to finish (re)watching #HeatedRivalry so I can nerd out properly about the structural decisions made when adapting it for screen, and strategic use of negative space in the narrative, particularly the story-within-the-story.
Picnicface still has a special place in my heart
While trying to queue up an email to ask event attendees for their feedback I accidentally sent it now instead of scheduling it for the future. The event is in December.
I may have shouted at my computer a bit, which did not help at all.
When I politely expressed disbelief that today's caller was phoning from Telus his response was to repeat "shut the fuck up" three times and call me a bitch. I've been half-assing this but will now be screening 100% of unrecognized callers.
No worries! I'm sure it's a full trip. Heck, when I hop to Onterrible it's a miracle if I manage to see even a third of my relatives in the area unless there's a wedding or funeral, and pals are even harder to get in the same place at the same time.
Oh hi! I work about a block away from the Citadel clock tower; I would have waved out the window if I knew you were in the neighborhood.
Trying to figure out why my apartment smells like bananas even though the last time I bought bananas was at least a month ago…
I've had to turn on call screening on my phone to deal with the deluge of scam calls but once or twice a week one skips through and when the caller says they're phoning from Telus I just sigh and say "you're not calling from Telus" and they hang up immediately.
I did not remember, but I was able to track it down despite the broken link: x.com/ciphergoth/s...
Thank you for the information! I figured it was likely, given the publication dates and all the other work you have been doing. So I'm going to encourage nibling to imagine their own Harriet or Danny adventure (and maybe even draw it?).
If I haven't raved to you about Ursula Vernon's work yet, you probably haven't spent much time sitting still in my vicinity. Her books for grownups are among my faves, but the kidlit is also deftly done. Get to a library or indie bookshop ASAP.
Years ago I started reading the Hamster Princess books aloud to them over video calls when they were grieving the death of their pet hamster. Retold fairy tales with talking animal characters and an entertainingly stubborn protagonist. The series was both a comfort and a delight.
One of my niblings saw some kind of poster or display at the library and is now convinced that @tkingfisher.com is publishing a new Hamster Princess or Danny Dragonbreath book this year. Every time they bring it up I do an online scan hoping that they're right. (no luck yet)
440 letters sent to Halifax mayor and councillors in support of bike lane network, only 27 against www.halifaxexaminer.ca/dismantling-...
I can't speak for the other provinces but in NS it's not about the bike lanes, it's a power grab.
This is fake city shit. Real cities move their people.
