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Farm share, week 15

I think this is the heaviest share so far this year.

4 pounds of purple-skinned potatoes
4 pounds of sweet potatoes
4 yellow onions (I chose the largest I could see)
4 heads of garlic
2 medium heads of green cabbage
6 smallish Italian eggplants
6 big green peppers
4 large stalks of broccoli with their greens (large enough that I’d consider calling them heads)
24 small red tomatoes
1 pound of basil (half swapped for 2 more onions)
1.5 pounds of mixed salad greens
take-what-you-want hot peppers and herbs (I chose Hungarian hot wax peppers, jalapenos, and some cayenne, leaving the habaneros for those who don’t have Scotch bonnets in their fridges, also a bit of tarragon, a bunch of parsley, and some red shiso)

First thoughts: stir-fried broccoli with tofu. Chicken baked with onion, cabbage, and apples (I’d thought of this originally with red cabbage, but I’ll use what I have), maybe also the tarragon. Roasted eggplants, peppers, and tomatoes. Colcannon. Baked sweet potatoes. Some kind of dessert-like dish incorporating sweet potatoes and apples?

Toward fascism...

Here's the worst thing about all this Charlie Kirk idolatry – the threats of firing and deportation and confiscation of passport and all the other shit the red-caps are doing – it's not because the people pulling the strings actually care about Kirk. Trump didn't even bother to go to the "vigil" at the Kennedy Center, he played golf instead. (perhaps because Kirk was in favor of releasing the Epstein files?)

It's a test-run. If they can get away with getting people fired or deported or jailed for "saying things that make them sad about some guy who incited hatred and violence", then they can do it for nearly anything. Criticize the cops? Jail. Organize a protest against ICE? Jail. Write a post critical of Stephen Miller? Jail. Be a member of a militia that's not right wing? (e.g.: Pink Pistols) Jail.

And make no mistake: When Trump finally has a stroke or heart attack or whatever and the republican party collapses with no cult figurehead to maintain a semblance of cohesion and the democrats are back in power, they're going to do exactly the same thing, but with friendlier words.

a napple, a nadder, a napron, a semblance..

The fruit used to be called a napple. But it sounded a lot like "an apple", so the "n" got removed.

The snake used to be called a nadder.

The cloth thing you wear to protect your clothes used to be a napron.

I learned today that I'd been using (spelling? pronouncing?) "a semblance" wrong since forever. It's not "an assemblance" It's "a semblance"

I'm 100% sure there's a linguistic term for this spelling/pronunciation error/change, but I can't remember what it's called.

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I spent most of the summer not doing my usual morning ritual*, just...travel, and Pinewoods, and surgery, and everything else. With the start of the school year I've gotten back into it, and wow, I have missed reading y'all's journals so much, I'm sorry to have deprioritized it because dreamwidth really is the only social media that I spend an hour on and feel refreshed and connected afterwards.

I'm glad y'all are still out here writing (and if you're someone I follow who hasn't posted in a while, I'd love to see posts from you too!)

~Sor
MOOP!

*Morning Ritual, which has gone through many iterations since 1995, but is mostly fundamentally the same: Wake up, get a bowl of cereal, open the comics, read comics until you've read all of them or it's time to go to school.

Comics were newspaper from first grade until I went to college (one of my favourite things about The Comics Curmudgeon is that he and I cut our teeth on the same Baltimore Sun comics page), by which point the webcomics slowly shifted until they were a morning game. I've got about two dozen tabs I open each morning these days, all comics except for the last two, which are a personal forum for the pie shop folks to blog about their lives, and here. The good kinds of social media!

Like a hundred fifty people singing about DVD logos? That part was great!

Tonight's adventure was going to a Jazz Emu concert with a bunch of my polycule!

The concert was at the Sonia, where I hadn't thought I'd ever been, but I looked up at one point to see the old sign for TT The Bear's Place and had my heart sing. The stage is a lot higher than it used to be, which was good for a concert where we were mostly sitting in chairs looking up to the stage.

He sang a bunch of new songs, interleaved with comedy Bits and other general nonsense. It was a lot of fun to go see a show for a guy who I kinda know of, but don't obsessively follow. Sometimes it's good to have a hundred people for whom you're the ninth favourite thing. I was delighted when he closed out with three of his already known and published songs --it was both fun to hear a live version of something at least two partners have separately made me watch, and REALLY fun to jam out to songs that I didn't know but the people around me were incredibly into. People watching is so good!

After, Tess-Todd-Phoebe-Austin went off to get ice cream, and me and Tuesday loitered for a bit. I purchased a cassette tape, mostly for the utter delight of purchasing a cassette at a kinda divey venue in the year that starts with a 20. This is 1980s shit, and I'm thrilled to be part of it!

We were rewarded by the man himself poking his nose out for the half dozen die-hards who had loitered. He was very clearly exhausted --and his accent is much easier to pin down when he's not Performing, so when he said "I'm exhausted from jet lag" I could make a much better guess about what that meant. But it was pleasing to get in the quick "you did awesome, it was a lot of fun!", and also nice to get that little peek behind the scenes.

It was a really delightful night, and a good reminder that actually there are some pretty awesome little concert spots tucked around my city, and I should find more of them and go to more shows just for the fuck of it. I mean, who has time and all, but live performances are a lot of fun, and I like having them in my life.

~Sor

MOOP!

PostScript: Okay, holy shit, was glancing at the wikipedia page and found out that before he was in full Jazz Emu mode, he wrote one of the best twitter threads of all time? It's rare to have such a Neil Cicierega moment that's not actually by NeilCic!

(the thread is the top song from every decade dating back to the 14000s BC. Grab your headphones, it's very stupid and funny)

[A Neil Cicierega moment is that moment when you are laughing at something funny on the internet, or reminiscing about something old, or being amused by a weird cool thing, and then you realize that it is yet another project by That One Guy]

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Farm share, week 14

2 pounds of potatoes (mostly purple-skinned, some not)
4 yellow onions
6 heads of garlic
2 bunches of leeks
6 long green peppers
6 medium-small eggplants
30 small tomatoes
1.5 pounds of arugula
2 big bunches of French breakfast radishes with their greens
take-what-you-want herbs and hot peppers (I chose none)

First thoughts: yay, alliums! Sauted radish greens. Roasted eggplant and potatoes. Yet another ratatouille variant. Potato salad with arugula and diced pickles plus hard-boiled eggs. Caramelized leeks in a savory bread pudding, maybe with roasted tomatoes and peppers. Green salads.