Feb. 1st, 2018

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What if people told European history like they told Native American history?:

sofriel:

The first immigrants to Europe arrived thousands of years ago from central Asia. Most pre-contact Europeans lived together in small villages. Because the continent was very crowded, their lives were ruled by strict hierarchies within the family and outside it to control resources. Europe was highly multi-ethnic, and most tribes were ruled by hereditary leaders who commanded the majority “commoners.” These groups were engaged in near constant warfare.

Pre-contact Europeans wore clothing made of natural materials such as animal skin and plant and animal-based textiles. Women wore long dresses and covered their hair, and men wore tunics and leggings. Both men and women liked to wear jewelry made from precious stones and metals as a sign of status. Before contact, Europeans had very poor diets. Most people were farmers and grew wheat and vegetables and raised cows and sheep to eat. They rarely washed themselves, and had many diseases because they often let their animals live with them. Religion infused every part of Europeans’ lives.

Europeans believed in one supreme deity, a father figure, who they believed was made of three parts, and they particularly worshiped the deity’s son. They claimed that their god had given humans domination over the earth. They built elaborate temples to him and performed ceremonies in which they ate crackers and drank wine and believed it was the body and blood of their god, who would provide them with entrance into a wondrous afterlife called heaven when they died. Many wars were fought over disagreements about the details of this religion, each group believing their interpretation was the right one that should be spread across the land.

Now imagine that is part of a textbook that has entire chapters on the Mississippian polities of the 1200s and a detailed account of the diplomatic situation of the southeastern provinces in the 1400s and 1500s, an enormous section that goes through the history of the rise of the Triple Alliance in Mexico and goes through the rule of each tlatoani and their policies, the heritage of Teotihuacan and its legacy in later Mesoamerican politics, elaborate descriptions of the trade routes that connected and drove various nations in North America. Long explanations of the rise of various religious movements such as the calumet ceremony and Midewiwin, and how they affected political agendas and artistic trends. Pages and pages and pages going through the past thousand years of American history century by century.

And these three paragraphs are the only mention of European history before the year 1500.
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Betrayal (we had to bring her back for a follow-up. Her thyroid levels are great, they got the dose perfect on the first try.) #poorchita #chita
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I took today off, because I was going to have to be late anyway so that I could Betray My Cat, and because there’s not much going on at work and so today’s a good day to take off and try to clean the house.

Ha ha ha. Ha. Anyway.

So I made myself a little list of what I should try to do, and then I made a separate list of Projects. See, most of my clutter is that i am a Projects person, I constantly want to make things into other things, and so I keep raw materials and discarded/repurposed things to help in this quest, and then it takes over my life. So if I can just take all the Things I Want To Make Into Other Things, and put them into labeled boxes of What I Want To Make Them Into, well then, most of my problems will be sorted, or at least I’ll be able to walk freely around my living room.

My other problem is that I am constantly thinking of new projects. And then of course, the main problem is that I never actually complete fucking any of these projects. So that’s all just, well, awful. (I did have a major victory last summer in that I finished a number of yurt quilts. I can’t even convey how much shit that got out of my house. Like, a literal car load of shit.)

So I figure, if I have only one day to try to tame the chaos of my house, I need to sort of focus, but throwing things wildly into boxes won’t do it. I need to make sure that I tidy the ingredients for a couple of these projects into a box where I can find them, so that I can then reward myself by doing a project. I don’t think I can convey how badly I need to Complete A Project so that I can remind myself that I don’t just crazy-hoard shit for no reason at all.

But. That’s kind of a lot. So. Sigh. 

PRIORITIES: 

1) Of course, collect all hoarded materials into boxes, label them clearly. Stack them either in the guest room or the porch. We’ll attack the basement later; there are already boxes like this in the basement, though they’re not project-focused.

Ideally, keep them on the porch and get the cutting mat and rotary cutter set up on the table out there, and then cut out pieces of things that will need sewing, and put them into Ziplock/grocery bags, labeled, with instructions printed out and set with them, and then number the projects, label the boxes, and make a list that has an index of those projects. This is a long-standing goal that we can make strides toward today.

2) the other major thing is that there are so many clothes in my bedroom that don’t fit me. I need to go through all of those, and pull out the ones I actually like and can/will wear, and then move the rest on either to donate, give to people I know, or refashion. Middle-Little could benefit a lot from this, as she’s close to my size currently. But I don’t want to burden her. Perhaps make a box, and then Skype her, since she was supposed to visit and probably won’t.

3) a fun thing, I’ve been wanting to do, and could do as a reward: measure the various rooms of the house and put them into Roomsketcher. There have been all these rumblings that we might buy this house; well, if we do, there are renovations that ought to be done, and it would be great to have such a good interface to brainstorm them. If I start this, I bet Dude will be pleased to get involved. It might help overcome the total inability we seem to have to discuss this. (I know where we’re at in maybe buying this house because sometimes I find the notes to himself he’s written. It’s kind of ridiculous.) So. 

For funsies, here’s a list of projects I’ve brainstormed, that are things I’ve collected materials for. These have numbers as bullet points but are not in order in any way.

1) “Fuck Winter” quilt. I lost the original small hand-embroidery on salvaged penguin-print fabric, but it’s around somewhere; meanwhile I have a dozen machine embroideries on various surfaces, which I should continue to amass. I also have a blue flannel fitted sheet that developed a rip in it, which I’ve opted not to repair (I have two other sets of flannel sheets, people keep giving them to me) and can use as ground fabric instead. So I can use that as a substrate to crazy-quilt to, or maybe as the back.

2) denim boot uppers. I suffer from boots never fitting right, and I realized I could cut the uppers off a worn-out pair of shoes, and make my own boots, for shits and giggles. I have so much scrap denim, it would be absolutely hilarious to make myself a pair of quilted joots. I am absolutely going to do this. Someday.

3) medication holder: i take multivitamins that are so big they don’t fit in regular pill cases. I have hoarded film canisters and think that’d be just the ticket. A med holder with one film canister per day per however long I need it to be, such as the duration of a trip? Perfect. I need to make a fabric/elastic thing to hold the film canisters, though, or it won’t work as a pill case. /// this goes along with a project I’d brainstormed but haven’t quite nailed down, of making myself a better shoulder bag for daily use, which could have a number of specialty pockets to keep me from losing quite so many things in the bottom of my bag all the time. I wind up carrying fifty pounds’ worth of extra shit because I don’t know it’s in there and keep piling other stuff on top.

4) t-shirt dresses, with pockets. If I could get off my ass and make some more of these, I would never need to wear anything else. This would be ideal. I have so many goddamn t-shirts. And no time to do this.

5) shitpost jacket: I have a denim jacket that needs tailoring. I was starting to add a million pockets to it. But I also want to cover the entire exterior with embroidered patches of, basically, Internet shitposts. I need to get better at digitizing; mostly I just need to do the work. But I could start by tailoring the jacket so it actually fits. 

6) battery pack holding pouch: I just bought one of those auxiliary power battery packs for my phone/USB devices, on a lightning deal on amazon. It’s heavy, and I want to make a zippered pouch to hold it plus the various cables. It’d be a great way to use up some scraps and embroider some stuff. 

7) zippered pouches for big sister and farmsister: i already made zippered pouches for middle-little and my bestie, the other two people who bought me my embroidery machine. i meant to make a pouch for everyone who chipped in. So I need to do that, but that means i need to come up with designs and color schemes and embroider things onto the sizes. (Middle-Little got salvaged maroon corduroy with blaze orange “Die Mad About It” embroidery; bestie got salvaged green sweatsuit material with a pink metallic unicorn on one side, and salvaged pink material from a shirt with a teal “No Way Out But Through” motto on the other.) I have a huge collection of interfacing (salvaged from a bedskirt), lining materials, and cut-apart garments for outer fabric, enough to fill an entire box and then some. I also have a shitload of zippers.

8) a stitched cover for a blank book. If I make this right, I could have it be a place for notes, documents, and a Kyrgyz phrasebook. 

9) ART QUILTS ugh I have so much stuff set aside for art quilts, and i need to learn how to quilt. *fuck winter is the first, separately enumerated. * a quilt that is a map of the farm, for farmsister: ideally, finish by 4/16, as that is her birthday. * a quilt of, maybe, birds? for mom? ideally, finish by 3/20, as that is *her* birthday. * a quilt to cover my yurt door, backed with waterproofed fabric– good use for the oilcloth I made that I don’t think I’ll use on my kitchen table– finish by May when the yurt goes up?? 

10) I still have two sheep’s fleeces in my basement. I need to glue down the handle of the second carder, and get back to carding. I still don’t know how to spin. Someday. Christ almighty.

11) I have been accumulating a combination of hand- and machine-embroidered Star Wars-themed patches and I really ought to put those onto something. A vest? A jacket? A bag? Something. 

12) Tambour hook embroidery. Yes. I have a frame. I have to figure out how the fuck to actually do it. This would be useful in quilting if only I could figure out how the fuck to do it. Yes I’ve watched videos. No they don’t help. Fuck. 
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s-leary replied to your post “I took today off, because I was going to have to be late anyway so…”

My own project list is just as bad, although I have fewer raw materials lying around. I did buy two Ikea cabinets to store all the crap… and I ran out of energy assembling them and haven’t gotten around to shoving the crap into the cabinets.

I didn’t mention the box with six whole deer hides in the basement, and the Teach Yourself Leatherworking book and the box of leatherworking needles… I got those last summer I think, but maybe the summer before. (The deer hides were a free score from a huge collection of cameras we bought at work. I assume the guy bought the hides to repair camera cases or who even knows; they’re antique, but not cracked. I cleaned one or two with leather soap and found that they’re workable and un-moldy. So clearly I need to make something, but what??)

I bought six floor-to-ceiling wire shelving units from Target a full three years ago, and have shoved boxes onto… three of them… That’s my basement, just all shelving units. I tried labeling those boxes but sometimes the labels aren’t… well, this one says “stretchy fabric– small cuts” which is descriptive but not informative. This one says “things to make into other things” and contains a random assortment of clothing. Hrm.

I also have fabric to make insulated drapes for the living room and bedroom, which I’ve now owned for ten years. I’d thought I’d use it for the yurt quilts but I wound up having plenty of salvaged drapes for that instead. I should really make those drapes for the living room, but. Maybe we’ll get the window redone instead, it’s the original 50s glazing on a picture window, it’s not in great shape. 

And. I mean. I don’t need to get into it, not really.

But I did an Unfuck Your Habitat-style timer session, and am on a timed break. I don’t remember what times she suggests, so I’m just doing 25 on and 20 off. It sort of helps because I do ADHD things but remember I’m supposed to be working, at least. 

So far, hm. I’ve. Put away dirty dishes, put in a load of delicates in the washer, folded and put away several towels, pet the cat, got the cat to eat a treat (I am Forgiven!), assembled a box for the Fuck Winter quilt, uncovered the Shitpost Jacket In Progress, assembled a box for the Farm Map Quilt, started a T-Shirts To Surgeryify box, found another Surgery box already started, found the Fuck Winter hand embroidery that started it all, found my stash of completed hand embroideries I never did anything with (yay!), found a box of clothing I cut apart into reusable pieces already and sorted it into non-stretch and stretch fabric (the stretch went into the t-shirt-surgery box; any fabric with stretch is going to go into t-shirt dresses)… 

I might be about to get sat on by the cat, so I should move. She’d like it if that was all I did all day.

I’ve also found several garments that are part of my current wardrobe that I’d been looking for, so that’s cool. 

I can do this, though. I can get shit done. I can at least find the projects I wanted to work on imminently, and restore the living room to at least the level of cleanliness it was before I… ha, before this past season in the yurt. Every time I come back from the farm shit gets thrown into a pile because I have no free time either here or there so nothing can be assessed, worked on, or put away between May and November, and then I can’t progress from November through the holidays because of the camera store job, and then it’s January and I hate everything. So there’s a cycle identified. Whatever good that’ll do. 

Oh dear, Chita. I have to move before you get comfortable. 
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New York Is Holding A Statewide Primary On Rosh Hashanah:

lettersfromtitan:

optometrictzedek:

tikkunolamorgtfo:

In other goyische bullshit news…

9% of New York state residents are Jewish.

18% of New York City residents are Jewish.

Jews living in New York state make up roughly 12% of the entire world’s Jews. Twelve percent of all the Jews in the world in that one American state.

This isn’t a “there are so few of you we forgot” thing. You don’t forget a group that makes up nearly 1 out of every 10 people in your state’s population. This is a “we don’t care about Jews or their opinions” thing.

This is antisemitism.

Let me preface this with I am Jewish and a New York resident.

We have a state law that automatically sets the primary date. The date fell on Rosh Hashanah this year which had never happened before.

Everyone agrees this is bad and that the primary date will be moved. However becuase of the law, we have to pass a new law, versus just moving the date.

Both chambers of our state house have agreed to do this and to expedite it, a bill has been introduced to move the date this year, and a second bill has been introduced to make a new law so that this problem can’t come up again in regard to any major faith tradition.

It wasn’t intentional, it wasn’t antisemitism, everyone agrees this is a disaster, it’s getting fixed so it wont impact voters this year and won’t ever happen again.

This is a horrible scary time to be Jewish, but this should not be the thing keeping us up at night.
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ha ha i just found all my linoleum cutting stuff, remember how i was gonna do block prints, well, I remember anyway

cut: bonus cat pictures

I can’t get myself organized enough to do the UFYH method of… i never looked up what it was. the idea being that you work for, like, 45 minutes, and then take a break of 15, and never marathon, and don’t work to exhaustion, and so on. 

but the concept of setting a timer and working until it goes off, and then setting a timer and taking a break until *it* goes off, that helps. so i’m mostly doing that. mostly. 

*sets a timer*

I also know that trying to stick to one (1) task until it’s done just isn’t going to work, I forget too much. But, I’m doing pretty well at just randomly wandering around the house and putting like things with other like things. That’s helping. 

Chita was pursuing me and yelling at me for quite a while. She really really really wanted me to sit down so she could nap on me. I gave her five minutes and she was Disgruntled when it ended. 

i Help, guys. 

I Help so much. 

But now the random piles of things have gotten sorted, somewhat. The living room is… still a pigsty but less so. I realized I do have a table mostly cleared off in the basement and I could absolutely cut out fabric with the rotary cutter down there. (I have a rotary cutter. It’s missing. I finally bought a new one because then I’ll find the old one. Those things aren’t cheap. But that’s how I function with scissors: you can only find a pair of scissors if you know where there’s another one. If you lose your pair of scissors you’ll only find it by fetching another. I just. I own fifteen decent pairs of scissors. I still can’t find my really good ones. Fuck knows where those went. I can’t have nice things. Instead I have literally fifteen pairs of cheap fabric shears. I’m not even kidding. PLUS approximately infinite thread snips. I’m serious. Infinite. So, two rotary cutters is actually just about right.)

I deserve a Break to work on a Project, because I promised myself I could take one once I’d gone through the last of the random bags of crap stuffed into the corner of the living room, but I can’t decide on a Project, so. I guess I’ll keep working until I get a better idea. 

chita finally found a spot to nap in. she gave up. she’s happy there, though. i’m jealous, but i understand that i want to get this house tidied more than i want to nap with my cat.
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I was thinking about how you never really see older bi women portrayed or talked about in any way and how bisexuality is linked to immaturity all the time, and then thought about how this fits into the inverse stereotype of lesbians as the old unwed cat lady, and how these are both part of the same misogynist narrative: a woman is bisexual when she’s young and attractive and trying to gain male attention, and she retires as a lesbian when no man wants her. It’s all an attempt to revolve w/w attraction around men, all misogyny.
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I paused to make myself a drink but while i was doing that I also made myself a cup of tea so i put my cocktail in the freezer and am drinking my tea, and the cocktail will be my reward after this next little bit of work.

i hate the word “tidying” by the way. i just don’t know why. also this is not tidying, what i’m doing, this is like. massive. anyway. 

i didn’t take before pictures. i think i’d’ve been too embarrassed, but i do sort of regret not taking them for my own reference. 

I’ve found like four pairs of my sewing scissors. Still not The Good Ones, but. I’m holding out hope.

I also found a nearly-completed shirt dress thrown into a box while my serger was broken. I even have the serger threaded with the correct color. I had a vague memory of embellishing the front of the shirt, but had forgotten I already made the skirt.

So that’s happening. That’s my Reward Project that I’m going to make tonight. It’s horrible, everyone’s going to hate it, but I’ll be pleased.

(Is anyone ancient enough to remember engrish dot com? it’s a shirt from there. It fit me 40 pounds ago.)

I remembered that I’d put some of my homemade honey-fermented distilled whiskey over the zest of an orange on New Year’s Eve or so, and so it was time to strain that, so I did, and added a little bit of honey syrup to it, and now I have a bottle of Homemade Curacao, so I’m delighted by that. (It could be sweeter. Maybe I’ll add more honey.) And I peeled the other orange I bought at the same time, which was still good, and made up another jar to age– this time of some potato and barley distillate that I’m not sure how old it is but I don’t like the flavor as-is so I gotta age it over something. Yeah yeah I should get some charred oak or whatever but I’m not gonna. Probably should’ve done plums or something.

I have an Absinthe Making Kit and should also go ahead and put that stuff in but let’s not push it for today. 

I’ve got several boxes organized and put sort of away, and i’ve got a lot more spare room in the living room so that’s a start there too. I have not gotten around to doing anything with the wardrobe in my bedroom but I think I can do that this weekend. I think I’m okay to call this Accomplished and let myself work on projects until it’s time to make dinner.

We’ll see.

I just need to find some red or yellow fabric so that I can add heart-shaped pockets onto the skirt of this garment. I also want to put lace on the lower hem. I think I have some. I don’t do “understated”, at least not for this dress.
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unicornduke replied to your post “tidying progress”

I saw your post earlier and let me tell you packing up my yarn made me realize how much yarn I have. So much. I’ve only lived here two years how did I get so much yarn???? I ended up with 1 giant duffel (like super huge), two large bags and a hiking backpack worth. I’m glad the timer thing is working for you. you could work on a quilt!!

This is why I have resisted ever taking up any kind of yarncrafting. It’s my sole bastion against just losing my entire house to craft materials storage.

Having two sheep fleeces in my house is kind of. Hush. I’m not admitting that. That’s accidental.

I also found my good spindle. Do I have a good spindle? I do. Why do I have a good spindle? I don’t recall. At some point I mentioned to one of my two sisters who knows how to spin that I wanted to learn to spin too, and that I’d bought a cheapo spindle on speculation so that I could learn to do so. So, one of them told my brother-in-law who makes things on lathes that he should make me a spindle, so he did, to that sister’s specifications. So I don’t actually know how to spin, but I now own both a cheapo and a carefully-handcrafted spindle. Neither of which I know how to use.

Of course I’m not getting rid of either one, I’m not insane. I’m going to learn how to spin at some point. But then I need to either give away all the yarn I then spin, or, long-term goal, learn to weave, which like, would be the most futile and time-consuming thing ever. But I want badly to do it. (Did I mention there’s a set of two antique flax hackles lying around the farm? I found the second one in the pair last time I was there. My sister had no idea what they were.)

I really ought to start on a quilt. I’m going to finish a shirt-dress instead, though. Because I have the pieces of it right here so I might as well. I’m dithering, of course, about adding another piece. I can always do it later though. I’m going to just bang this out. Once I finish my drink. Ha. 

(I also found all my silkscreening stuff in the basement, and also like four more boxes of shirts. I’m never going to make anything out of those boxes of shirts, I gotta get pickier here.)
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