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…I can kill you” @ bomberqueen17 : in which Oscar Isaac plays Kes Dameron

You know, in my head he doesn’t look that much like Oscar! The expressions are good, but I have a super-clear vision in my head of Kes and I have no idea how to describe him. I don’t usually have such strong visions of characters but I do for him.  

In my really strong vision, though, he’s about 20, so. Older, yeah, he’d look like that and he’d definitely have the cute-but-can-kill-you downcast gaze mastered. 

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magickedteacup mentioned you in a photoset “starrytales: Abel Morales Expressions ↳ The “I’’m cute, but I can…”

…I can kill you” @ bomberqueen17 : in which Oscar Isaac plays Kes Dameron

You know, in my head he doesn’t look that much like Oscar! The expressions are good, but I have a super-clear vision in my head of Kes and I have no idea how to describe him. I don’t usually have such strong visions of characters but I do for him.  

In my really strong vision, though, he’s about 20, so. Older, yeah, he’d look like that and he’d definitely have the cute-but-can-kill-you downcast gaze mastered. 

Even if Isaac doesn’t look like Kes, I am still tickled by the idea of him playing Kes. I think he would do an excellent job and I for one would love to see Isaac play the sweet ruthless dyslexic goofball space Maya slaughtering Yavin 4 chickens and smothering baby Poe in love; what a trip.

OSCAR ISAAC FOR THE ROLE OF POE’S OWN PAPA 👌✨

I wish I could draw, I really do, for a lot of reasons. (I was decent at it in high school, until it came time to apply for art schools and my teacher was like oh, no, don’t, you’re not very good. So I didn’t, and I haven’t drawn since, which is a shame because I used to love it, but hey. Teachers have a lot of power.) I can still doodle well enough to make embroidery patterns, but that’s about it. I can’t do a human likeness and just don’t have the spoons for the amount of study it would require to get to that point. But. If I could, things would be different, but at least I could show you what I meant here. 

Kes is physically bigger and rangier than Poe, and mostly smiles without showing his teeth, unless he’s either dying laughing or trying to be a little scary. 

I have a lot of good Kes material lately, largely because I was attempting to work on something else. Including how he could go from being a cinnamon roll to a pretty terrifying badass in like, one brief interlude. 

I mean. Isaac would do a great job, because he’s excellent at acting, including mastering the little details like how a character moves his face when he smiles. I just don’t have such a strong investment in him as all that; he’s Poe, to me, and I tend to keep my interactions with actors to about that level. (I did try to write an RPF once, but I got stuck on plot, so. Hilariously, it didn’t involve any shipping except on the part of BB-8.)

I really ought to nail down an actress to facecast for Shara, though, because the comics are okay but a little wooden and I could do better, I bet, in envisioning her if I had a better inner picture of her physicality. 

esteefee: librarychick94 replied to your post:opposable thumbs 2 So sorry to hear about your...

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librarychick94 replied to your post:opposable thumbs 2

So sorry to hear about your non-dominant distal phalanx.  :( But I’m glad you are making it work! I just reread Accustomed to Your Face recently and when I saw your post, I immediately thought: Lemurs are dangerous, people! BTW, unlike @bomberqueen17, I do use my dominant thumb on the spacebar. I’m much less quirky. :D

Do not feel inadequate; I do believe @bomberqueen17 can outquirk us all. :D

and Carson can verify:  lemurs are the devil! Do not be fooled by their big, golden eyes or soft, plush underbellies!  just when you least expect it…there goes the distal phalanx of your small toe!

Gonna put that on my resume, “Can Outquirk Us All”. 

Yeahhhh that’s a pretty fair assessment. 

On the upside, though, I hadn’t read that fic, so now not only did I just have a lovely interlude in a crap day, I also now understand a lot more of this discussion. :)

Positive parts of 2016

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- the rise of old friends senior dog sanctuary
- Hamilton
- pokemon go
- female ghostbusters
- i don’t give a fuck im outta here Obama
- captain america civil war
- girl, black guy and latino guy leads in new star wars
- deadpool
- lemonade
- literally???! Nothing??? Else????

WELL ACTUALLY SINCE YOU ASKED:

- Starbucks actually did the hard work of figuring out how to donate perishable food in a foodsafe way.

- 500 elephants were relocated to a better, safer and bigger home.

- “Unadoptable” cats (who are usually killed) may have a really important place in the world in their traditional area of work, given we’re thinking maybe poisoning stuff all over the place is a bad plan.

- We made massive strides in Alzheimers’ prevention.

- We found out that the ozone layer is repairing itself and that all the work we did to get rid of those aerosol chemicals was actually worth it.

- This therapy could cure radiation sickness.

- The Anglican church resolved to solemnize same-sex unions the same as opposite-sex unions, which required a super-majority of all three orders of the church (lay, clergy, bishop) and got MORE than that from both lay and bishop.

- The Rabbinical Assembly issued a resolution affirming the rights of transgender and non-conforming individuals.

- The Liberal gov’t changed the Canada Child Benefit so that it’s actually helping people who NEED THE FUCKING HELP. (I am sorry if you are a six figure income you do not actually fucking need this make some fucking lifestyle adjustments for fuck’s sake.)

- Highway of Tears is finally getting some regular fucking bus service.

- Eastwood donated a bunch more land to the Carmel River restoration project.

- We have developed gene-therapy for autoimmune disorders.

- Precision treatments for cancer are hitting clinical trials and WORKING.

- Dentists are once again providing free care to veterans who need it.

- The Anglican bishop on the Islands made an Eastern pilgrimage walking from Alert Bay to Victoria to stop at every First Nations community and personally, unequivocally apologize for his church’s involvement in fucking them up.

- Canada is actively attempting to increase and improve refugee resettlement.

- It has been determined that the manatee population has bounced back so much (500%) that it can be moved from “endangered” to “threatened”.

- This guy got to see his kids again.

- The Orlando Shakespeare Festival showed up with angel wings to block funeral-goer’s view of hate group so they wouldn’t be disrupted.

- Net Neutrality has been upheld by the appeals court. (No that fight isn’t over BUT THIS IS STILL A FUCK OF A GOOD THING.)

- We may have cured MS. (LET ME REPEAT: WE MAY HAVE CURED MS.)

- New short-treatment-period cure for HepC is huge success.

- Rise Women’s Legal Centre opened.

… . and this is just what I came up with in a pretty lazy google search in an hour, including distractions where I went down the research rabbit-hole for a bit because holy crap some of that stuff’s NEAT, guys!

And I know I’m missing stuff, because I wanted a citation for every single thing I put on there.

Yes, there have been some really bad things that have happened in 2016. There have also been a number of huge fucking miracles, and SIMILAR bad things have always happened, just about every damn year - maybe not to you, or maybe they didn’t make the news, or maybe you just don’t remember any of them because of that whole massive Negative Bias problem that human brains have, but?

A lot of good shit happened. A lot.

i’m having one of those days where i am paraly

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i’m having one of those days where i am paralyzed because i have too many things i urgently need to do, and so i’m spending literal hours frozen contemplating them all. i’ve tried to Just Do It to a couple small things but, not really with any success.

i also noticed while doing laundry that the drain in the basement backs up now. i don’t spend a ton of time in this house so i hadn’t noticed before, but there’s evidence it’s been doing that for a bit. great. 

and i don’t mean that the drain in the basement backs up when the basement is wet. no, i mean if you use any water anywhere* in the house, water comes out of that drain. which happened shortly after we moved in, and we had to have a plumber come and deal with it and it was like $700, and we lied to our landlady and just paid it because the landlady is Dude’s mom and she doesn’t charge us enough to live here. 

(cut for whining)

*(yes, this includes the toilet, I am sure, and I am really not psyched to contemplate that in any way)

but we probably have to have a plumber come again. we also need to have the driveway and the front and side stoops redone, because the front one is subsiding and cracking in half, and the side one, well, the step has disintegrated and you have to hop over it to get in or out of the house, and then the driveway is like 70-year-old concrete that’s kind of separating so we should probably fix it. but. anyway. 

all the joys of home ownership, and we never even got around to buying the place. (We should. we’ve discussed it. idk, I have such profound anhedonia that the idea of even thinking about finding something else fills me with despair. Various people are like but you don’t looooove this house you should buy one you loooooove. No, I don’t love this house, but I literally am incapable of love for the most part? so why would I want to subject myself to anything else? clearly the house is adequate, we’ve lived here ten years. It has off-street parking, laundry, a big enough yard for a clothesline, and four walls and a roof and like, some rooms. The kitchen needs updating, the electricity needs updating, and there’s no insulation like, anywhere. So like… we could just… do that to this house? I don’t know why people keep advising me to look for a different house? I am incapable of feeling pleasure, I can’t even bear to shop for shoes at the moment, why the fuck am I going to suddenly care about curb appeal or something? I spend half my time in a yurt, I’m stoked enough about electricity and the possibility of a flush toilet.) 

but… i kind of have to pee and also wanted a shower and have a couple more loads of laundry to do, and i don’t know what else to do to make the drain work; we tried using a snake and a bunch of Drano but it’s not really working, so. I know this sounds really stupid but doing laundry is kind of my self-soothing Well, At Least I Got Something Done activity when I’m having this sort of paralysis problem, so I’m just going to lie here and quietly Freak The Fuck Out for a bit, which is my best party trick.

Oh bonus freakout? You know how the air gives me hives sometimes, or like, the sun? I also have a Random Mystery Discolored Circle on my back that’s been there for like, two weeks now, so how cool is that? I am purposely Not Googling Random Mysterious Discolored Circles On My Skin because it’s probably an alien nesting in my spine and I’d just rather not know until it gnaws its way out. It’s better this way.

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Diego Luna & Elmo being cute (✿◠‿◠) (x/x)

Link is to video in Spanish, but it’s a video *for kids* in Spanish, so my pathetic highschool Spanish twentymumble years ago ass followed it just fine and was much uplifted by it, so I do recommend the link. He is Practicing His Emotions, guys. You need to Practice Your Emotions. 

I used to be a professional bartender. I used to make great drinks according to proper recipes. I...

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I used to be a professional bartender. I used to make great drinks according to proper recipes. I don’t do that now, I throw random shit in a glass. And it means that my recipes are incoherent. I swear I know what I’m doing, but I’m fucked if I could explain what I’m going for. There’s a kind of instinctive knowledge of balancing flavors and sweetness and strength and such, and I don’t know how to explain it. 

For example. Currently. I had no simple syrup in the house, and did not feel like heating water to make any because I have no AC and it is 92 here. (My cat has melted. Poor thing. Don’t pity her, cats are desert animals and she lies in front of heat vents all the time, I don’t believe her. She’s just yelling at me.) 

So I made a Bee’s Knees, which is a 1920s-era cocktail sweetened with honey, which I discovered as about the only drinkable thing in a very, very old bar manual I got from my grandmother, and am somewhat miffed to discover now is super trendy and you can get them anywhere. The salient feature of a Bee’s Knees is that you shake it without ice, so the honey dissolves. 

So I took a little Ball canning jar, and dumped some honey in (I have a lot of honey, because the beekeepers who keep hives on the farm pay rent in honey), and threw in the last of some lavender gin middle-little sister made me last Christmas (two Christmases ago?) plus some really nice rye gin that tastes sort of piney. Then I added a little tiny bit of off-brand Grand Marnier, and a little splash of some elderflower liqueur I have that is not at all sweet and I bought it to use in sweet things and it’s really not good for that, so I put it in stuff like this when I want it to taste flowery. (The current batch of honey from those beekeepers is so flowery, I meant to make mead from it to distill and didn’t because it’s too nice.) 

So I shook that for a while, and meanwhile got two glasses and filled them up with broken ice cubes. (I have an antique ice crusher, but I also have one particular ice cube tray that just shatters the cubes when you try to get them out, and that’d be a pain except it’s so useful for this.) 

Then I put in some waaaayyy too sweet Catawba wine I have, some rose that’s in a box, and it’s basically slightly-boozy pink sugar water, and I recommend it as a cocktail ingredient to anyone who wants to water down a drink without actually diluting it. Goes well with flowery shit. 

Then I dumped in the gin/honey/orange liqueur/elderflower mix, and some lemon juice, which is the third traditional ingredient in a Bee’s Knees. 

I then topped it off with some homemade applejack that came out of the still too dilute because I let the temp get too high while chasing a naked baby who wanted to use my coolant water to fill a kiddie pool, it did not go well, I have photos but I guess it’d be rude to put my babygirl’s naked ass on the Internet even though she’s two, she’ll care someday.

And I added yet more ice because it is 92 in this bitch today. 

But. For your edification. 

AN ACTUAL RECIPE, WHICH I DID NOT USE:

BEE’S KNEES, named for the 1920′s slang term

1.5 oz gin
2 Tbsp honey
lemon juice
shake to combine
Optional: 2-3oz orange juice

then add ice and shake again, strain to serve, OR if you’re like me, pour and serve over ice, because I like ice in my drinks

Don’t shake this over ice like modern recipes tell you to because the honey will never fucking dissolve. Love yourself. If it’s not 90+ fucking degrees where you are, maybe microwave the honey a little tiny tiny bit, or put your honey jar in a bowl of warm (~100 degreeish, like for proofing yeast) water.