I BRING RECS (it's a short list but RECS)

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(oh man i was hungover yesterday but i'm ok now)

You guys there's so much good stuff on Yuletide this year! Look what I got, oh man I got TWO AMAZING STORIES:

saga hwæt ic hatte by Selden, The Exeter Book. Oh my GOD this is gorgeous. I just. Yeah, this is the second time someone's gifted me Anglo-Saxon depression and apocalyptic death for Yuletide, and I'm just rolling the fuck around in it. It's so beautiful, the way Selden uses language, and how it changes by the end, and there's a conversation with an old god, and you should read it. Go read it now. I'll wait.

Love, Marge by Jay Tryfanstone, 14th Century CE RPF (Margery Kempe, Julian of Norwich). Jules betas for Marge. It's in Middle English. There's ecstaties and PORN. IT'S DELIGHTFUL.

And here's what I wrote: six metamorphoses after Rutledge for valkyrierising, Mozart In The Jungle. WHY isn't there more fic for this show? Happy to do my bit, and this was fun to write. I'm only good for humor these past few years anyway, and there were a couple sections where I got to be funny so that was good. I used Write Or Die for one of the sections, and it worked rather well (until I couldn't c&p what I'd written into the gdoc, oh well). Now I have to actually watch season 3 (but try not to mainline it, savor it, come on elizabeth you can do it).

Maybe I'll try to throw together a rec post soonish. There were a few that I read (yesterday, on my phone, in bed, hungover) that I liked A Lot.

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omg how is it yuletimes already! crazycakes! time is linear! etc.

Hello fellow Yuletider! A bit early this year, are you as totally unprepared as I am? AWESOME. Here are a few things that would make me happy, but as we all know, Optional Details Are Optional. This stuff is here in case you're interested and/or in need of a bit of direction. By no means are you required to use every character I've listed for any of my fandoms; that's just to give you as much elbow room as I can. If you want to use one, some, or all, it's all good!

OK, on with the show:

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Thank you, sibling in this seasonal weirdness! I hope the writing comes easy and you have plenty of time for Madness and everything else the end of the year may throw at you! <3

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Yay it's fandom's favorite time of year again! Hello esteemed author! I am so happy you will be writing me a thing in one of these teeny-in-quantity-but-ginormous-in-awesomeness fandoms!

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Happiest of yuletimes to you, Fabulous Author! May the words flow and may you finish early (and have plenty of time for Yuletide Madness)!

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yuletimes it's yuletimes hurrah!

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thank you, author! i am so excited that you are geeky about the same tiny fandom that i am and that you are writing a thing! happiest of yuletimes to you!

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ok, so i know i didn't put a link in my signup form, which i SHOULD HAVE DONE and am TERRIBLY REMISS and NEGLIGENT and i am SORRY, please FORGIVE ME, but hopefully, dear author, you'll find your way here somehow anyway. and if you don't, that's cool too; i think i put enough detail in the form.

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author, i am super excited that we are both nerdy about the same tiny fandom, and even though i'm sure i will thank you to an embarrassing degree later, i just wanted to say THANK YOU right now for writing a story for me. <3

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hellooooo yuletimes! i'm rather excited about this year! how brilliant is it that we share at least one of these tiny fandoms, and how completely awesome is it that you are offering to write one of them! i love yuletide a lot (and now i'm just picturing an alot at a keyboard, typing furiously to make the deadline in december), and i am guaranteed to adore anything you come up with! seriously, i'm like wriggling in excitement here.

now, to business. (TO BUSINESS!)

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if you are in doubt about anything, please talk to shihadchick and/or lovelokest. these ladies know what i like. :D YAY YAY YULETIDE WHEN ARE ASSIGNMENTS. \o/

love and kisses, izzy <3

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so. the job. this is going to look like a lot of bitching, so if you're not in the mood, skip this entry. i'm not cutting it because i can't be fucked.

as i may have said, i'm doing lots of officey type work. hours have indeed picked up; i'm at full time now. which, money-wise, is good. but i feel like i'm doing nothing else. basically what i do is, i change people's doctors when they want to change them, i change the clinic they go to if they want to change that, i update their contact info, i deliver mail to members of the department, and am working on getting the backend of things organized (or at least less haphazard). i doublecheck work, i compare lists, and sometimes i get to use a datestamper, or colorful highlighters!

i hate it. i hate it so fucking much. almost every day i come home wanting to either cry or punch something. i have never hated work more. it is mind-numbingly dull and basically unfuckingbearable.

and the commute is awful. it's twelve miles from home to work, i was ten minutes late on monday, and five today, despite leaving about ten minutes earlier than i usually do. what the fuck, beltline. i told my supervisor this morning about my losing battle with the beltline, and that i've been making up the time at the end of the day, and she said that was cool since i'm not on the phones. (which is, by the way, the ONLY good thing about work.) it takes me almost an hour to get home. i'm buying gas almost every week. this is fucking ridiculous.

i was saying to lovelokest the other day, this job is a) far away and b) awful. if it were only one of those things (nearby and awful; far away and awesome), it would be worth it. but it is both.

the best thing about it is the people (most of them, anyway). which, isn't that always the way. at least with me it is. i always like the people i work with about a million times more than i like the actual job. C is delightful. she's offbeat and funny and into music and camping and cool shit. she plays music quietly on her phone all day. i know she likes dark side of the moon. she brought me a flyer for a halloween party at the barrymore (her husband is in one of the bands). she has a degree in graphic design and wants to do that instead of where she is now. C is totally my favorite. M is also delightful, but far more conventional than C. she's a single mom, very young, and funny and sociable and way way smarter than she comes off. R is just... i don't even know what her deal is. she put a 'i support scott walker' sign in her front yard because she doesn't like her neighbors (who had a 'stand with wisconsin' sign). she flat out ignores me for no reason i can discern, even when i speak to her directly. and of course it bothers me. i don't know L at all; she seems rather quiet, and also she was on vacation for the past week and a half and just got back. i was sitting at her desk while she was gone, and apparently she's a HUGE badger fan, and a newlywed. M, R, and L all seem very NORMAL. C is refreshingly odd and much easier for me to talk to. E my supervisor is extremely nice and i really like her, but also extremely normal (she wore red white and blue yesterday for 9/11). it seems against the odds, or maybe everyone hides it really well, but i haven't met a single weird person aside from C.

so yeah. the bottom line here is that i'm really fucking unhappy, but i feel like i have to stick it out. it pays rather well, and the busy season is coming up (where many employers offer open enrollment on their health insurance plans), and that's why i'm there-- to do the piddly boring shit while the others put people into the system and whatever. so i guess i'm going to keep doing it. even though i hate it. i just feel like i don't really have another choice, unless i'd like to be unemployed again for three months or whatever. and we all have to do shit we don't like doing.

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and here i thought my days of being covered in dust were over for a while. HOW WRONG I WAS

today i cleared the metal kitchen shelving rack thing of all food products (except for the gourds in the corner because i have no idea) and bags of things (mostly other bags) hanging from it so we can get it out to fit a table there. i also arranged to have the current couch taken away tomorrow so the new one can go in the living room. i prepared a small box to throw all the change and whatever else was between the cushions, but then i discovered that it folds out into a bed. who knew. also i vacuumed the shit out of that couch. it's not perfect, but it was full of crap and it's probably 90% gone now.

and then i flopped on it. it was a well-deserved flop.

i should a) take things down to the basement and b) do some laundry but oh man i just want to flop some more.

and now nelle is home and she shoved vid dvds at me so now i will probably not get anything else done.

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it are officially yuletimes! :DDDDD and since the signup form has taken LITERALLY all evening, i am leaving the letter to a future date. possibly that date is tomorrow.

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i don't remember a time in my life when i didn't know r.e.m. i may not have known their name, i certainly didn't always know the songs, but i knew that voice, and i KNEW that guitar.

1989: i am 7, and i definitely remember what i now know to be pop song '89 and stand. (we didn't have cable, so i didn't know the dance.)

1991: i am 9. i know this 'r.e.m.' is a thing. losing my religion is all over the radio. my dad buys out of time, and i remember liking radio song better than losing my religion. i was NINE. (years later, when i own a cd player, i steal it.) i remember thinking how incredibly sad the story of the marble steps in the liner notes was.

1992: i am 10. 'r.e.m' has become what i understand to be an artistic entity (inasmuch as i understand what that is), and i remember automatic for the people being released. my mom buys it. i love the yellow cd with the track names in black. nightswimming is probably the most beautiful thing i'd ever heard. i do not understand star me kitten.

1993: i am 11. me and two or three of my friends are being driven somewhere by a friend's mother, and it's the end of the world as we know it (and i feel fine) comes on the radio. me and my two or three friends sing along to every word, even bill's weird harmonies, even 'it's time i had some time alone'.

1994: i am 12. monster is released, my mom buys it. again, i love the cd itself: BRIGHT BLUE with the little bear thing. wtfkenneth is on the radio. it is AWESOME. these are the weirdest songs i've ever heard. my first real experience of anything approaching grunge. probably the first of their albums that existed in actual, cohesive album form for me. (it's probably sometime around here i steal out of time from my dad.)

1995: i am 13. my class takes a field trip somewhere, and man on the moon comes on the radio. cue the entire bus singing along, yelling the 'yeah yeah yeah yeah's.

1996: i am 14. new adventures in hi-fi is released, my mom buys it. this cd, i don't so much love as am frustrated by. which is the right side? half the time i put it in the cd player upside down. (this is probably r.e.m.'s intent, the bastards.) i remember not being thrilled with e-bow the letter when it was on the radio, but only because i had no idea who patti smith was.

1997: i am 15. bill berry leaves the band, and i'm sure i only heard about his aneurysm at that point, because i remember being just utterly rocked by the news. but what are they gonna do now?

1998: i am 16, they release up, and i remember nothing of it aside from daysleeper on the radio. i'm sure my mom bought it, and i'm sure i listened to it, and i think i remember being pissed that bill had left and now they were crap. shut up i was 16.

2001: i am 19. reveal is released, and i pay attention again because reveal is GOOD. though it takes me a while to get into it.

2002: i am 20. while waiting in the mall food court for claire and gemma to get off work, i am ambushed by the video for all the way to reno on the big screens.

2003: i am 21. in time is released. i encourage the r.e.m. community on lj to pick it up on the day of release because it's always cheaper and there's a nice extra in the form of a poster in the deluxe edition. this year also contains my very first r.e.m. show. chicago, september 26. my dad gets me a pair of tickets for my birthday, and they are up in the nosebleeds where all the people who don't care much are. i sing along to everything and irritate the fuck out of them. i buy a t-shirt. it becomes my favorite shirt ever. eight years later, it is dying so hard.

2004: i am 22. around the sun is released. i am not into it, except for wanderlust. but they tour again, and fucked if i'm not going. this happens. and this happens. and then i spin around the sun a million fucking times and GET IT. (i'm trying to divine you.) i move to denver that year, and it becomes the music of that as well. i specifically remember listening to it while putting the kitchen table together, and being struck by the ascent of man.

2005: i am 23. i go to dublin that summer, and this happens.

2006: and i feel fine (best of irs) is released. but honestly, there isn't much in there that i pay attention to because i already own dead letter office.

2007: i am 25. r.e.m. invite the public in to watch them rehearse at the olympia theatre in dublin. why the fuck did i not quit my job and run away. THIS IS NOT A SHOW.

2008: i am 26, and oh this fucking YEAR. one video posted to ninetynights.com becomes a bit of an obsession for me: peter playing a chord progression, arpeggiated like he always do. this becomes hollow man. accelerate is released. this is the album i've been waiting for since new adventures. hollywood bowl. red rocks. united center. the pit ticket. lakewood amphitheatre. after that, i start playing my bass. a lot. i manage to tab out sing for the submarine, which i feel is quite an achievement.

2009: i am 27. i move to LA. i keep playing bass. damn you mike mills. live at the olympia is released, and i still do not own it because i don't want the regular version, i want the damn deluxe edition and holy god is it expensive. also, r.e.m.'s 30th anniversary.

2010: i am 28. courtney acquires a piano. the first thing i learn to play is beat a drum. the second thing i learn to play is i've been high.

2011: i am 29. collapse into now is released. there is flailing. they decide not to tour the album, and we are all intensely saddened by this. and then three days ago.

so, my life with r.e.m., guys. don't quite know what else to say.

THIS IS NOT AN OBITUARY

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so today my favorite band broke up. today is fucking fired.

but no, i can't think like that. (well, no, i can. today is totally fucking fired, without references.) i mean, it's not like we didn't see it coming, though i certainly didn't realize we were coming up on it so fast. i don't know. i always thought about next time i see them, next tour we'll do this, and now those futures don't exist. unless they do a 'reunion tour', which i don't know how i feel about, because how much does that smack of geriatric-rock-star-itis?

awesome things: this is possibly one of the best, most spontaneous, and rather stupid things i've ever done in my life. it was also my last r.e.m. show.

i have a fairly large r.e.m. poster hanging in my cube at work. people were nice to me all day.

as i posted to tumblr:


i’ve been an r.e.m. fan since i looked like this (circa 1986). 25 years later, i am impossibly richer in music, friends, and amazing experiences because of r.e.m. thank you mike, peter, bill, and michael. i love you guys.

if you like them too, tell them: thankyourem.com

so basically, the end, and i don't want to talk about it anymore.

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HEALTH BULLETIN:

i do, in fact, have strep throat. but as a bonus for playing, i also have an ear infection! YEAH MAN. haven't had one of those since before i hit puberty. no i'm not kidding. i seem to recall more of an unbearable stabbing pain, though. i'm sure it'll show up eventually.

seriously, i'm blaming children. because who else would i pick this shit up from. maybe i'm just regressing.

i also have amoxicillin. two in the morning, two before bed. the adorable pharmacist intern told me that it decreases the pill's effectiveness, so i should have a backup birth control method. just fyi, guys. because hey, i didn't know that. (not that this would have applied to me the last time i took amoxicillin. not that it applies to me now.)

made the slightly douchey doctor guy laugh, though. no, he was very nice, just a bit self-important.

a parody i thought of while waiting in an exam room for an hour but will never ever do anything with because it's just too wrong: Christian Science Theater 3000.

oh my GOD i can't wait for all this to go the fuck AWAY

[edit, 10:40pm: ah. there's the stabbing pain.]

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all right! more stuff what i done!

ok, tuesday i basically just hung out, caught my breath, petted zoe, went to pasqual's for dinner with dad, had a massive margarita, and bought a bus ticket so i could go to summerfest on

wednesday! took the car downtown, and dad took me to the union so i could catch the bus. had a lovely ride to milwaukee, during which i listened to the florence + the machine mix that tenar made. it is awesome. she is awesome. they are awesome. there's a HARP. i mean, that's epic. i can't wait til the 6th. the bus dropped us 'fest-ers at jackson and michigan, which isn't quite 'fest grounds, but close enough. i worried a bit when the driver said we should go back there to catch the bus back to madison, but whatever, i was off! walked down to the grounds, got in, and realized i had to play the game that all midwesterners despise: finding your mates at summerfest. called cordy: they weren't even out of illinois yet. mom texted and was like "we're in this one place" and i got there and no they weren't, plus there was a trumpet (stab), so i started to text her back, but then she called, and i had to run away so i could talk. and then she was like "why don't you just text me" and i said "yeah that's what i was doing when you called thanks" and she said "oh. bye." ha. so eventually we found each other and she bought me beer, and we went and got food, and sat by the lake. meanwhile, everyone in the city got out of work and came to 'fest and it was fucking insane.

cordy and andrea and their friend showed up, we found them, dear god it was crowded, and so we went to look at the lake again. climbed to the lawn seating at the top of the marcus amphitheatre so we could look at the actual whole lake, not just the lagoon bit. it was pretty amazing. i hadn't been in marcus since about 1997 or so when i saw bob dylan and paul simon, so this was pretty fucking cool. boats. did i mention boats are the best?

made our ways back down to our seats, which were all over the place. i was fairly close-- not as close as i would have liked, but high up enough to see much of the orchestra (if the piano had been elsewhere). before the show i was like "they can't fit an orchestra in front of that screen, what are they going to do?" and andrea and cordy were like "just wait." when i got to my seat, i could see that the orchestra was behind the screen, but i was still confused. "just wait."

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waited for cordy, then couldn't wait any longer or i'd miss my bus. said goodbye to andrea, shoved my way back through the 'fest throngs to an exit, any exit, and pushed my way up to jackson and over to michigan. bus? nope. however, i recognized a dude from the bus to summerfest, and asked if he thought we were in the right spot. he did think so (at least that's what the driver told us at 5), and lo, the bus didst appear. got on, curled up in a seat, checked my red rain video to make sure it had decent sound (it does), turned florence back on, and pretty much checked out for the entire ride back to madison.

nelle and mel picked me up, nelle got pulled over for the FIRST TIME EVER for a burned out headlight, and they dropped me at home. zzzzzzz.

thursday! i took nelle out to brasserie v for lunch, since she had been driving me all over creation and i felt i owed her at the very least for coming out and getting me the night before. she also had a bucky book coupon (two for one lunch!), and it was lovely. we ordered frites which came with this amazing cajun aioli. we had beer (a saison for me, a porter for her), she got a whole sandwich, i got a half and some very eastern european cabbage soup, and it was all extremely lovely. back to her place, back to dad's place.

lisa showed up later (did i mention she and dad are engaged now? yeah), and despite my reservations we had a very nice evening.

friday! the three of us hung out the next day, and sometime in the afternoon lisa took the zoe puppy back to her mom. dad was sort of heartbroken, it was very sad. nelle came and picked me up about 3:30, and off we went to mineral point and brewery creek, nelle's parents' inn and brewery! it is in a building from the 1850s with three foot thick stone walls, and truly kickass. i am IN FUCKING LOVE with her dad's summer shandy. god i could drink it by the gallon. her mom told us that room 2 had not been rented that evening, so we were welcome to stay the night since after dinner we were off to american players theatre, aka my favorite place in the world. nelle had never been there before! i'm a little sad that her very first play was not a shakespeare, but richard brinsley sheridan's laff riot the critic was as good an introduction as any. a review in the isthmus said that it was bloody hilarious, but at points almost collapsing under the weight of its own absurdity. which i have to agree with, but i also think that if they'd pulled any comic punches, it wouldn't have gone off nearly as well. also, it's almost a guarantee: if APT actors are in 18th century costume, you are going to laugh your arse off. (oh look, there it goes now.) a splendid time was guaranteed for all (despite it being about 94˚ until 11p when it cooled off to 89˚). back to the inn for the night, sleeping in blessed a/c.

saturday! took a roundabout and absolutely gorgeous route back to madison.

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went up to state street to hit up a room of one's own for two books: bright's passage by mr josh ritter, and american gods tenth anniversary (the authors preferred text) by mr neil gaiman. found them both. hojeez i spent a lot on books today, but i spent it at room, so i'm not complaining. nelle dropped me off at home, where i interrupted dad's nap, and polished off bright's passage in about six hours (counting food and conversation breaks). i was disappointed and somewhat alarmed to find that mr ritter has apparently fridged a girl in order to make his plot go. SIGH. I THOUGHT BETTER OF YOU, SIR. i'm going to have to read it again.

so that's basically that. it is now saturday night, i can't believe i've done all the stuff in only a week, and i still have a week to go! this coming week is even more jam-packed than the past one, so don't expect awesome epic posts like this (even though i would love to keep it up). i mean, u2 tends to fuck my posting plans quite thoroughly. but i will try. because going through every minute detail of my days is sort of fun (provided interesting things happen during those days).

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goodbye, Elisabeth Sladen. i'm going to watch Ark In Space in your honor. because Ark In Space is brilliant.

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so i can't really articulate how i feel about the protests in Wisconsin right now. probably because i have such mixed feelings about it. thrilled that people are doing this, excited that such an important event is going down in my hometown, livid at Walker for having so little respect for the people who work for him, and completely brokenhearted and actually quite guilty that i'm not there. booking a weekend flight is looking so good right now, but i can't i can't i can't. (it's a three day weekend, even! FUUUUUUUUCK.)

therefore, i've been velcroed to twitter and faceboat all week, trying to keep up. i'm going to attempt to post links to the best stuff i've found.

i'm gonna start this off with the email i sent to Scott Walker, which will be utterly ignored. ( i am not a happy camper.Collapse )

unfortunately i live out of state, so i don't count.

basically, what's going on is this: Governor Scott Walker, he of the "no we don't need the train let's kill the train project and reject all this federal money that they are willingly giving us GODDAMN I'M AN IDIOT" before he even took office, has decided that the best way to fix Wisconsin's budget deficit is to screw public workers. which includes municipal workers, university employees, parks employees, every kind of civil servant you can think of, and OH YEAH TEACHERS. (which brings me to this photo right here: Scott: your son is in my class.)

except the budget deficit? wouldn't even EXIST if not for Scott Walker! in an op-ed piece, the Cap Times says Walker gins up ‘crisis’ to reward cronies. and hey, look at those numbers! even i can understand this bit.

In its Jan. 31 memo to legislators on the condition of the state’s budget, the Fiscal Bureau determined that the state will end the year with a balance of $121.4 million.

To the extent that there is an imbalance -- Walker claims there is a $137 million deficit -- it is not because of a drop in revenues or increases in the cost of state employee contracts, benefits or pensions. It is because Walker and his allies pushed through $140 million in new spending for special-interest groups in January. If the Legislature were simply to rescind Walker’s new spending schemes -- or delay their implementation until they are offset by fresh revenues -- the “crisis” would not exist.

so basically, Walker gave a bunch of money to his business partners in teabaggery, and he's demanding that the people who work for him pick up the tab. by the way? the money is not the issue. i can't stress that enough. the hikes in pension funds and health insurance fees is not the issue. the issue is that Walker finds it necessary to remove the unions' collective bargaining rights as well. he's pretty much cutting the unions off at the balls. union members will no longer be able to pay dues directly from their paychecks, unions will have to hold annual votes to see if they're still relevant, and the only thing unions will be able to bargain for is wages. which will be dependent on inflation. no bargaining for anything else. ANYTHING. even some Republicans think this is too radical.

Wisconsin has a very long history of workers' rights and labor unions (see primary documents at the Wisconsin State Historical Society). because of unions, we have paid time off, we have health insurance, we have bereavement leave, we have mental health days. we have child labor laws. we have eight-hour work days. we have a minimum wage. we have weekends. because of the labor movement and unions. in 1959, the state legislature granted bargaining rights to local government workers. Scott Walker, in classic Republican fear-the-hungry-masses style, wants to undo over fifty years of workers' rights. in the guise of A BUDGET REPAIR BILL. i do not have the WORDS for how much this man FILLS ME WITH BURNING RAGE.

where are the Democrats, you ask? well. this is the best part, and also the part that offsets my UTTER FURY and allows me to breathe. the Democrats FUCKED OFF. THEY BRAVELY RAN AWAY, AWAY. (not a relevant link, just funny.) they literally fled the state so the Republicans wouldn't have a quorum for the vote on the bill. Walker sent the state troopers after them (a group of state employees, by the way, whose union is exempt from the bill, along with firefighters and police, because Scott Walker couldn't possibly be such a monster, could he?), but since they crossed state lines, the troopers were unable to track them down and bring them back. this was on tuesday, i believe? they're still gone. people have hung a huge sign from the capitol building, reading RUN DEMS RUN. i love it.

so that's the story so far! my dad has been down there a few times, sending me photos from his blackberry, the little geek, and taking part in what has to be just a fucking amazing experience. i think everyone i know in Madison has taken part, and my mom (who lives in Milwaukee) is finally going tomorrow, after hopping up and down in impatience all week. now i'm going to let other people who are much more articulate than me have a chance.

first we have former Wisconsin Senator Russ Feingold on Rachel Maddow (youtube). goddamn i love that man. please join Progressives United.

State Senator John Erpenbach on Rachel Maddow as well, being interviewed from an undisclosed location (msnbc). "i'm not on a beach." AHAHA.

here's the first mention on the BBC: Democrats flee Wisconsin Senate to slow anti-union bill.
the second mention: Protesters keep up pressure at Wisconsin capitol.
and in pictures: Wisconsin union protests.

JacquelynGill is a great twitter account to follow; it sounds like she's been in the capitol building for days. #wiunion is the hashtag to follow, and WEAC, the Wisconsin Education Association Council, is a great source for info too.

a joke from Scott Walker Is A Douchebag on faceboat: Q. what's the difference between the wisconsin state senate and a pineapple? A. on a pineapple, the pricks are on the outside.

Wonkette: Teabaggers Annoy WI Democrats At Lazy River; WI Gov Threatens Obama. this r srs lol. i certainly hope that Senator Fred Risser is enjoying a margarita and a warm water park somewhere in Rockford. also, the fox news article it links to, Wisconsin Governor to Obama: Mind Your Own Business, asserts that Senate Minority Leader Mark Miller lives in Montana. he doesn't. he lives in Monona. let me illustrate.



however, the state troopers know where Senator Miller lives. here's what happened when Walker sent them to fetch him. oh how i loled.

as of today, Unions offer concessions as Capitol stalemate, protests continue (Wisconsin State Journal).

this weekend? is going to be big. i mean, BIG. not that this hasn't already been big. this might be the biggest demonstration Madison has ever seen. certainly the biggest since the Vietnam protests in the sixties. so, here are some tips for a safe and happy protest, and also what to do to protect yourself if shit gets ugly. Madison-types, if you're going tomorrow, please read this. i don't want any black eyes or broken bones (or even any stomped-on toes if you can help it). keep it peaceful, keep it upbeat, please be safe, and don't let the t-bags get you down! don't confront, they'll just boil your bones to make their bread. and remember, they're not even Wisconsinites! they'll have been carted in from out-of-state just to piss you off and start shit. don't let them.

for those of us out of state or otherwise unable to participate in the flesh, here are a couple things we can do. donations for 'Fox News will lie about this' banners! also, feed the demonstrators! Ian's Pizza is taking orders from around the country, and delivering pizzas up the block to the capitol. they take visa and mastercard, and their phone number is 608-257-9248.

i'm going to close with a couple things that made me so happy there were tears in my eyes. first, Egypt Supports Wisconsin. second, a video showing just how dedicated, energetic, positive, and above all, PEACEFUL, the people in this protest are. there was surprise Arcade Fire, so those who are susceptible, beware.

ok, so i've spent... about two and a half hours throwing this together, and i'm sure there's plenty i've missed, but i'm going to stop anyway. because otherwise i'll be trying to track down every link i've read over the past week, and my brain will leak from my ears and nostrils, and that's just gross.

solidarity, Wisconsin.

[edit: no, wait! one last thing! Representative Paul Ryan (R-Dist. 1) wants everyone to know that there is RIOTING IN THE STREETS OF MADISON! panic! chaos! it's like CAIRO! and it must be true, because he said so on MSNBC! well.



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mom called me within five minutes of getting out of the shower last night, so here's an alternate 21:00 frame from yesterday.



and then she texts me today: OMG THE SHOVELING THERE IS NOWHERE LEFT TO PUT THE SNOW AND I CAN'T FEEL MY LEFT ARM

my suggestion: have a hot bath, a beer, and a nap?

her riposte: no, the water will go cold too fast

me, after going WHAT??!?!??!1 at my phone: well, the beer and the nap. two out of three.

her, winding down: i have lemon tea and am lounging on the sofa

me, just trying to help: hot water is good for sore muscles. i bet you'll be feeling it tomorrow.

her, because there just isn't enough in the world to be sad about: i expect to be wincing with every move i make

and then i had to Stop It because i was flailing at my phone, going "THEN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT" and no good would have come of any extension to that conversation. OH MOMS. WHAT CAN YOU DO.


i am attempting to fight off a sore throat slash run down tired feeling type thing. if it can just hold off until friday, then i can have the weekend to be tromped on by germs. that's fine. just. can i get through tomorrow, please? (it's too damn early in the year to take sick time. grr.)

and lastly, OMG CAN I HAVE A SNOW DAY TOO MOM PLEASE? because this looks like the MOST FUN EVER.



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one more before bed!

::chinstroke:: this may require its own tag.

edit, 23:09: and the one more. i look like a sheep in the 21:00 frame.



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hey ho fellow yuletider! it's that time again! i am SO EXCITED for this year, are you? yaaaay!

so, to business. i know i gave you, dear author, almost no help at all with these prompts, but i blame the new signup format. change is oh so confusing, please hold my hand. but hey, that's why dear yuletider letters exist, non?

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seriously dudes, i am SO EXCITED and i CAN'T WAIT to get started! i hope this helps you, o esteemed author, and if you don't find it, well, that's ok too. i will be sure to love anything you create, because how awesome is it that we share a teeny fandom! HAPPY YULETIMES!


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