Saturday, November 1st, 2014 07:12 am
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Ladies of the MCU + Misogyny

"Whatever women do, they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily, this is not difficult." - Charlotte Whitton
Friday, October 31st, 2014 08:19 pm
Going to do an IOU on pics of my Hallowe'en costume - first one I've put actual effort into in years. I don't really feel like wrestling with Photobucket right now, though, so if you want to see right away, you can check out this comment on Disqus at Shakesville. I think it turned out pretty well!

Also I feel like I need a series of books or short stories about the following:
* The autumnal emissary/ambassador
* The winter wanderer
* The vernal vagrant
* The summer stranger

Someone get right on that ;) (I wouldn't be surprised if there's already a cheap romance novel called The Summer Stranger, though.)

Also let me tell you about last weekend at work, and this week as compared. First, though, I've got work tomorrow (and also local SFF convention), and so I need to sleep tonight. Sweet dreams and/or wakings, all!
Friday, October 31st, 2014 12:17 pm
First, a tangentially relevant link: Asian archaeological and textual tensions, which seems to me spot on.

Dust: An Elysian Tail (Windows (Steam)): Dust has amnesia, a floating helper with a high-pitched voice, and a talking sword. The helper, Fidget, needs to return the sword but consents to wait till Dust has finished with it. The sword, Ahrah, tells Dust how to fight. Eyeroll. It is gorgeous and reasonably well thought out in its initial setting, the more so given that one person has done the programming and the art. Eighty minutes brought me as far as death by boss #1, largely because a laptop keyboard is shite for 2D Castlevania-style melee/aerial combat and tight turns. I am not great with action games, but sometimes it is partly one's tools---the keyboard understands only one keystroke/input at a time, whereas a console controller can handle two.

[Pause here while I borrow a controller from darkforge and set up the appropriate drivers.]

The worldbuilding has casual Korean flavor: Read more... )

So, on one hand one wouldn't ordinarily spend time thinking through how twisted a French-flavored setting a computer RPG or even a fantasy novel has, or if one did, perhaps it'd be in postcolonial/subaltern terms; certainly people have deconstructed Celtic Twilight, e.g. Dust doesn't suit a postcolonial analysis, and that it doesn't is fine by me. Till now a specifically Korean flavor---distinct from a pan-East Asian flavor that can't keep sushi and kalbi straight because the writer's local restaurant happens to serve both---is unusual enough in English that it entertains me to think through the bits. I mean, this and Analogue, right? What else on computers? As distinct from Korean-produced RPGs.

I've paused gameplay indefinitely during "chapter two" because the game scratches the same itch that led me to play mindnumbing hours of Diablo II during grad school, which means that it is occasionally exactly the right thing but mostly not. :P And Civilization: Beyond Earth will be released a week after the last edit on this post draft [it's out]. I do respect the ending, for which I've spoiled myself deliberately.
Friday, October 31st, 2014 12:38 pm

My Mando kit is ready for Halloween, if not ready for any kind of serious trooping. I have all my body plates (chest, gut, pauldrons, collar) on my vest and attached with magnets. I had no idea hand sewing through pleather was as difficult as it was. I hate that fact that if you mess up, it shows the holes. But it's a Mar'yce prototype, so I will rejoice and be happy that I have a vest that fits me. I need to get to the Tractor Supply and get some thin aluminium sheets and make my knees and thigh plates as well as some glove plates and boot plates. That's six plates I need to make. I think I'll be picking up some tin snips as well, because I don't think the Dremel will like cutting through that too much. Brent fixed my helmet with some epoxy, so I think it'll hold together for tonight. I hope so. I'm going to wear my not quite broken in Docs for this which I may regret tomorrow. They keep beating the backs of my heels into pulp.

Speaking of heels, I turned a heel on a sock! Linda's sock now has a heel. It has a gusset and a short row heel. I have to finish up the last part of the heel turning and then it's on to the cuff. That'll be a bit of knitting and I have to remember to end the cuff with a bit of ribbing so it's not all one bind off, it's got a stretch to it. Ugh, ribbing. I picked up The Knitter's Companion by Interweave Knits. Such a helpful little book. I haven't looked at the DVD yet, but the diagrams! They're so clear and easy to understand. My mother-in-law was surprised that I didn't have the book - I guess because every time she'd come over, I had checked the book out from the library. Hm! I had her sit with me when I had to figure out short rows and her explanation helped, but doing it with someone who knew how to do it and could say, 'Wait, you forgot to wrap' helped more. Now I think I get it. Row counters are SO HELPFUL. So are stitch markers; they tell you which needle is needle one. :D

You know what's odd? My spam. It's, say, 80% home improvement type of stuff. New windows, solar panels, weather tight doors. The rest of it is the typical spam stuff - hair restoration, male enlargement, that sort of thing. Why is most of my spam home improvement stuff? Dunno, but it'd be interesting to find out.

I bet the rest of this day draaaags by. I hope it doesn't, because I'm ready to go to Baton Rouge and see Linda and her crew and do some candy giving out!

Friday, October 31st, 2014 08:21 am
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Friday, October 31st, 2014 07:13 am
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Fun Story: My director kept telling me and my tenor sax buddy to play softer. No matter what we did, it wasn’t soft enough for him. So getting frustrated, I told my buddy “Dont play this time. Just fake it” 

Our Band Director then informed us we sounded perfect. 

To my readers: “p” means quiet, “pp” means really quiet. I’ve never seen “pppp” before haha.

On the contrast, “f” means loud, and “ffff” probably means so loud you go unconscious.

I had ffff in a piece once and my conductor told me to play as loudly as physically possible without falling off my chair…

Me and my trombone buddies had “ffff” and he sat next to me and played so hard that he fell out of his chair.

The lengths we go for music.

Okay yeah so I play the bass clarinet and the amount of air you have to move and the stiffness of the reed means it only has two settings and that is loud and louder, with an optional LOUDEST that includes a 50% probability of HORRIBLE CROAKING NOISE which is the bass equivalent of the ubiquitous clarinet shriek.

One day, when I was in concert band in high school, we got a new piece handed out for the first time, and there was a strange little commotion back in the tuba section — whispering, and pointing at something in the music, and swatting at each other’s hands all shhh don’t call attention to it. And although they did attract the attention of basically everyone else in the band, they managed to avoid being noticed by the band director, who gave us a few minutes to look over our parts and then said, “All right, let’s run through it up to section A.”

And here we are, cheerfully playing along, sounding reasonably competent — but everyone, when they have the attention to spare, is keeping an eye on the tuba players. They don’t come in for the first eight measures or so, and then when they do come in, what we see is:

[stifled giggling]

[reeeeeeally deep breath]

[COLOSSAL FOGHORN NOISE]

The entire band stops dead, in the cacophonous kind of way that a band stops when it hasn’t actually been cued to stop. The band director doesn’t even say anything, just looks straight back at the tubas and makes a helpless sort of why gesture.

In unison, the tuba players defend themselves: “THERE WERE FOUR F’S.”

FFFF is not really a rational dynamic marking for any instrument, but for the love of all that is holy why would you put it in a tuba part.

This is the best band post 

Everyone else go home

Oh man, so I play trombone, and we got this piece called Florentiner Marsch by Julius Fucik, and we saw this

which is 8 fortes. We were shocked until,

that is 24 fortes who the fuck does that

Who does that?

This guy. Take a good look - that is the moustache of a man with nothing to lose.

Julius IdontgivaFucik

More like Julius Fuckit

this post just kept getting better and better

This is my favorite post and always will be.