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A video posted by @bomberqueen17 on Jun 8, 2016 at 2:11pm PDT
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Chain drive of the C41 machine’s dryer. In three minutes if the film isn’t out I gotta go in after it. Wish this damn thing wasn’t so busted. I spend a lot of time staring at this thing and pleading with it.
SPOILER ALERT THE FILM DID NOT COME OUT AND I HAD TO GO IN AFTER IT AND IT WAS A SHITSHOW.
Two rolls of goddamn film it ate while I was fucking standing there, on two occasions, urgh.
I got a great comment on facebook from a bike enthusiast, who told me i ought to take that chain off and clean it and re-lube it, and she bet that’d make the whole machine run better. And i thought about it.
Said biking enthusiast, I remember now, used to skate derby with me, back in our first season when we didn’t know what the fuck we were doing, and I was not only present for her career-ending injury, I caught her as she fell, with a really shocking spiral tib-fib fracture, and that’s one of my enduring memories. One of the ways I know the sounds a human body makes when it breaks! I’m not going to reminisce over it with her, though. Her leg was clearly not leg-shaped; she broke it standing, and then fell afterward, and I went down with her because I could see instantly that it wasn’t okay. Everyone else kept going and I had to start shouting for help before they stopped the scrimmage; we were all rookies and we didn’t know what to do.
(They tried to take her helmet off, couldn’t get it off because her mouthguard was attached to the chinstrap and she was biting down so hard on it. She made some horrible gasping whimpering noises initially, but went silent as they evaluated her, and didn’t scream until they tried to get her skate off. Then she bit her lips bloody and asked if they could get her back over the border to her native Canada before taking her to a hospital, out of terror of American hospitals not accepting Canadian insurance. But they do, for the record; if you’re Canadian and you get hurt in the US, go to a hospital, they will sort it out, it’s okay.)
(She’s okay now and started skating again, after six years, for a new league that started up over the border, and I meant to go see them and never did.)
Anyway, I just Went to a Place, you’re welcome.
That’s one of those experiences that made me really sympathize with that one interview, where Oscar Isaac was talking about mining his own experiences for acting inspiration, and thinking, am I crazy to do this? but i can’t not do it– I can’t tell you how many scenes with badly injured characters I have written from that moment of horrified realization as I held that woman’s shoulders and helped her down to the ground.

A video posted by @bomberqueen17 on Jun 8, 2016 at 2:11pm PDT
bomberqueen17:
Chain drive of the C41 machine’s dryer. In three minutes if the film isn’t out I gotta go in after it. Wish this damn thing wasn’t so busted. I spend a lot of time staring at this thing and pleading with it.
SPOILER ALERT THE FILM DID NOT COME OUT AND I HAD TO GO IN AFTER IT AND IT WAS A SHITSHOW.
Two rolls of goddamn film it ate while I was fucking standing there, on two occasions, urgh.
I got a great comment on facebook from a bike enthusiast, who told me i ought to take that chain off and clean it and re-lube it, and she bet that’d make the whole machine run better. And i thought about it.
Said biking enthusiast, I remember now, used to skate derby with me, back in our first season when we didn’t know what the fuck we were doing, and I was not only present for her career-ending injury, I caught her as she fell, with a really shocking spiral tib-fib fracture, and that’s one of my enduring memories. One of the ways I know the sounds a human body makes when it breaks! I’m not going to reminisce over it with her, though. Her leg was clearly not leg-shaped; she broke it standing, and then fell afterward, and I went down with her because I could see instantly that it wasn’t okay. Everyone else kept going and I had to start shouting for help before they stopped the scrimmage; we were all rookies and we didn’t know what to do.
(They tried to take her helmet off, couldn’t get it off because her mouthguard was attached to the chinstrap and she was biting down so hard on it. She made some horrible gasping whimpering noises initially, but went silent as they evaluated her, and didn’t scream until they tried to get her skate off. Then she bit her lips bloody and asked if they could get her back over the border to her native Canada before taking her to a hospital, out of terror of American hospitals not accepting Canadian insurance. But they do, for the record; if you’re Canadian and you get hurt in the US, go to a hospital, they will sort it out, it’s okay.)
(She’s okay now and started skating again, after six years, for a new league that started up over the border, and I meant to go see them and never did.)
Anyway, I just Went to a Place, you’re welcome.
That’s one of those experiences that made me really sympathize with that one interview, where Oscar Isaac was talking about mining his own experiences for acting inspiration, and thinking, am I crazy to do this? but i can’t not do it– I can’t tell you how many scenes with badly injured characters I have written from that moment of horrified realization as I held that woman’s shoulders and helped her down to the ground.
