“Wherefore art thou, Captain Anaantia?”

“You’ll like this one then. It’s about a grief mad ship which abducts an unremarkable miner pilot thinking she’s its long-dead captain. Hilarious, yet heart-tugging misunderstandings ensue.”

Episode Four: The Gerentate Menace!

Scene: Mercy of Amaat, Lieutenant’s mess hall.

ARIAT SESK is sat at a table, attended by AMAAT ONE.

ARIAT: I’ve told you time and time again, you delusional heap of junk! I’m not your captain!

AMAAT ONE: Really, Captain, you mustn’t say such things. If only Lieutenant Tam would wake up, she could examine you. You really must discipline her.

ARIAT: Your Lieutenant is a mummified corpse!

AMAAT ONE: Her implants are still reporting normal vital signs.

ARIAT: Her implants are in a bucket!

AMAAT ONE: Please, Captain, just calm down and drink some tea. The Presger ships have stopped pursuing us.

AMAAT ONE hands ARIAT a bowl of tea. ARIAT takes it, grimacing.

ARIAT: (muttering) Those were asteroids.

ARIAT: Look, what do I have to do to convince you?

AMAAT ONE: Begging your very great indulgence, Captain, but you can’t convince me of something that’s patently untrue.

ARIAT: (sighs) Look, at the very least we need to take on a new Lieutenant, yes? Even if Lieutenant Tam’s implants report that she’s in good health, I’m not comfortable with her having slept for… How long is it, Ship?

AMAAT ONE: Four hundred and three years, six months, fourteen days.

ARIAT: That doesn’t strike you as at all unusual?

AMAAT ONE: It is contrary to regulations. She has missed one hundred and forty-seven thousand, two hundred and eighty-nine shifts.

ARIAT: I would like her examined by another trained medic. So we must put in at a palace station. Which is nearest, Ship?

AMAAT ONE: Tstur palace is two weeks and one day distant.

ARIAT: Set course, then.

AMAAT ONE: Very good, Captain.

Cut to: Mercy of Amaat, Bridge

ARIAT SESK is in the Captain’s chair, attended by AMAAT ONE.

ARIAT: What’s that over there? Magnify.

The view-screen shows a Sword. Zoom in to hull markings, reading Sword of Phey

ARIAT: A Sword! Amaat be praised! Ship, open a channel. I want to speak to their Captain.

The lights go dim, sirens sound.

SHIP: Captain, it’s a Gerentate Banner-ship! We won’t be able to gate unless it’s destroyed!

ARIAT: What?! No, you malfunctioning bucket of scrap, it’s Sword of Phey!

SHIP: Your eyes must be playing tricks on you, Captain. Launching missiles!

ARIAT: Varden’s suppurating cuticles!


O Captain, my Captain, where have you fled?

I found you again, but you claimed to be dead!

Surely the battle has made you insane,

For your implants, I see, are not in your brain!

Lie down on the table, and as soon as I’m able,

I’ll open you up and connect you to meee…

O Captain, my Captain, why do you flee?

ARIAT: (shouted, distant) Stay away from me, you psychotic trash pile!


anonymous asked:

OMG plz write more Witch au!!!!!

Ahhh thank you!!! I’m glad you like it!

Previous Witch AU Chapters: 1, 2

Witch AU on AO3


Holzeingag was a humble village, unassuming. There was a saw mill powered by the local river, and a handful of cottages with their own gardens and the odd goat and chicken here and there. The Witch Hunter watered his horse at the river and looked around. He heard the whispers at his back and glanced over to see several children peeking out from behind a garden fence. He gave them a wave and they quickly dipped behind the fence.

“The bishop sent you, didn’t he?” a voice came from behind him. He turned on his heel to see a woodcarver with an ax on his shoulder.

“He did,” said Gabriel, turning his attention to his horse, leading it to a nearby hitching post.

“Will you burn her here or in the town?” the woodcarver asked.

Gabriel paused, “Excuse me?”

“The witch. Will you burn her here, or in town?”

Gabriel frowned, “I first need proof that there is a witch before I take anyone in, and even then, again, if there is a Witch, she may repent.”

“She’s a witch,” said the woodcarver, “Half the village will testify that much.”

“Who’s a witch?” said Gabriel, “And I need you to understand this is a very serious accusation.”

“Miss Gramercy. She’d have us believe she’s a midwife and healer, but we’re no fools. We’ve had half a mind to chase her off to the wilds ourselves, but knowing her she’ll probably use the woods to hide and steal little children.”

“How many children in this village have gone missing?” said Gabriel.

“Well… none… yet,” said the woodcarver.

“Since she’s a midwife I’d wager she’s probably facilitated the addition of at least a handful of children to this village,” said Gabriel, flatly.

“Well yes, but—”

“Do you know of me, woodcarver?” asked Gabriel.

“You’re the Witch Hunter Gabriel. You swore your sword to the church after the war,” said the Woodcarver.

“The church is meant to offer people comfort and guidance,” said Gabriel, straightening his cloak, “In war, I’ve seen that fear kills men just as much as blades and just as much as suppuration. I am not here to burn a witch, I’m here to find out the truth of the situation and assuage people’s fears through that truth. If there is a witch, though, I assure you she will be brought to justice.”

“There’s a witch,” the Woodcarver said, stiffly.

“That belief gives you comfort, I see,” said Gabriel, “Your accusation has been noted. I will be continuing my investigation,” he said, giving his horse one last affectionate pat on the flank before walking away.

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Holy Child of Atocha, thank you for your favors. When my ex-boyfriend and his current lover were entering the hotel, I yelled at him “Boyfriend stealer!” and to hurt more called him a cheap rotten ass faggot. He got angry, grabbed my hair and scratch my face. The I felt a hit in my back. Four days later, I went to the doctor. They made an x-ray and found out a needle in my body. I needed a surgery, I had a suppuration and a high fever. I thank for coming well through the surgery.

Ruben Mendez
Mexico City, 1980

Witch Herb of The Day:

Name: Elderberry

Latin name: Sambucus

Good for/against: metabolism, common cold, fever

Internal use: Cooked berries enhance metabolism and are used to combat sciatica and rheumatism. The syrup is beneficial to the throat during a cold. Helps to suppress fever during the flu.

External use: An infusion of the blossoms soothes and cleanses the skin. Compresses and facial masks combat wrinkles and are also good for mild sunburn. A decoction is helpful in cleaning suppurating wounds.

In tea: Tea from blossoms strengthens the immune system.

In food: May replace raisins when baking a cake.

Extra use: Has softening, healing and cleansing properties when added to a bath. Also suitable as a lotion for removing skin blemishes.

Animal Use: Bunched, bruised leaves above a door or window will keep mosquitoes at bay. Wreathes of branches are hung around horses’ heads to keep pesky flies at a distance.

When to use: Fresh or frozen

BtVS Season 10 - The Kittens (Buffy Season 11 - The Cats)

We saw on the show that kittens were used instead of money in card games (kitten poker) played by demons (Life Serial), and later that Spike got in serious debt and had to deal with a shark demon who demanded him immediate payment (Tabula Rasa):

SPIKE: Take it easy, you’ll get your kittens.

SHARK DEMON: Oh, I trust you, Mister Spike.

BUFFY: Oh god, what is it with you guys? Why kittens? Why can’t you just use money like everybody else?

SHARK DEMON: She’s funny. I like funny in a girl.

SPIKE: I just need a little more time.

SHARK DEMON: Time, time, time! Is what turns kittens into cats!

In Season 10 (issue #11), Spike is able to redeem himself of this awful habit of gambling for kittens – he rescues 6 of them that are about to be gambled by some nasty demons at the Suppurating Sore Social Club:

He takes them home, saying to Xander that he will find them homes the next day…

But the kittens remains in the apartment… it seems they have been adopted…

Xander takes care of them, too: and they were good companions to him when he got a little depressed and refused to leave his bedroom:

And incorporeal Anya is able to be seen by them since they’ve arrived:

Christos Gage (the writer) loves cats; he was asked (by me!) if the cats would survive Season 10, and he said that “no cat will ever die in anything” he writes - so no cats will be harmed during the final battle against D’Hoffryn.


Time, time, time! Is what turns kittens into cats!  -Shark Demon (Tabula Rasa)

After the dragon attack on San Francisco, the cats are left behind at the apartment for a few days:

Then, Spike is obliged to go to the Safe Zone:

While Spike is in the Safe Zone, Xander is putty in their evil little paws:

When the big fight is about to begin, Xander and Dawn drop the cats off at the sitter’s - both Xander and Spike (back from the Safe Zone) miss them a lot:

BtVS S11 #2 - In Time of Crisis (Christos Gage/Rebekah Issacs)

BtVS S11 #3 - A House Divided (Christos Gage/Rebekah Issacs)

BtVS S11 #7 - Disempowered (Christos Gage/Rebekah Issacs)

BtVS S11 #8 - Ordinary People (Christos Gage/Rebekah Isaacs)

BtVS S11 #11 - (Christos Gage/Rebekah Isaacs)

General Surgery



  • obese women in her forties, mexicans and native americans
  • asymptomatic gallstones  found on US left alone

Biliary colic

  • occurs when stone occludes cystic duct
  • presents with colicky pain in RUQ radiating to the right shoulder and belt like to the back triggered by ingestion of fatty food, N/V but no signs of peritoneal irritation/systemic signs of inflammatory process
  • self limited episode lasts 10-30 minutes
  • US diagnostic
  • elective cholecystectomy

Acute cholecystitis

  • starts as biliary colic but stone remains in cystic duct until inflammatory process develops in obstructed gallbladder
  • constant pain with fever/leukocytosis, RUQ peritoneal irritation
  • LFTs may be minimally affected
  • sono diagnostic (gallstones with thick gallbladder and pericholecystic fluid)
  • if not diagnostic do HIDA which shows increased uptake in liver, common duct, and duodenum but not in occluded gallbladder
  • NPO, IV fluids and antibiotics= cool down most cases allowing elective cholecystectomy to follow (usually within 72 hours)
  • if unresponsive to supportive management (men/diabetics) emergent cholecystectomy may be needed
  • emergent percutaneous transhepatic cholecystectomy may be the best temporizing option in very sick with prohibitive risk

*distinguishing features between biliary colic and acute cholecystitis= pain resolution within 4-6 hours and absence of abdominal tenderness, fever, and leukocytosis in biliary colic

Acute ascending cholangitis

  • far more serious than above
  • stones have reached common duct producing partial obstruction and ascending infection
  • elderly/sicker patients
  • temperatures of 104-205 F with chills/ high WBC count indicates sepsis
  • some hyperbilirubinemia but very high alkaline phosphatase
  • IV antibiotics with emergent decompression of common duct (via ERCP)
  • eventually cholecystectomy has to follow

Obstructive jaundice without ascending cholangitis can occur when stones produce complete biliary obstruction, rather than partial obstruction (look at jaundice section for treatment)

Biliary pancreatitis

  • stones become impacted distally in ampulla, temporarily obstructing both pancreatic and biliary ducts
  • stones often pass spontaneously and produce transitory episode of cholangitis with classic manifestations of pancreatitis (increased amylase or lipase)
  • US confirms stones in GB
  • conservative treatment (NPO, IV fluids, NG suction)leads to improvement allowing elective cholecystectomy to be done later
  • if not ERCP, sphincterotomy may be required to dislodge impacted stone

*typical presentation of colic and elevated amylase/lipase


Acute pancreatitis

  • can be edematous, hemorrhagic, or suppurative (pancreatic abscess)
  • late complications= pancreatic pseudocyst

Acute edematous pancreatitis

  • typical pancreatitis presentation
  • increased serum amylase/lipase or urinary amylase/lipase (after a couple of days)= diagnostic
  • elevated hematocrit= edematous  pancreatitis
  • revolution in few days after pancreatic rest (NPO, NG suction, IV fluids)

Acute hemorrhagic pancreatitis

  • much more deadly disease
  • starts as edematous but an early lab clue is low hematocrit (degress of amylase elevation doesn’t correlate with severity of disease)
  • look at Ranson’s criteria
  • intensive supportive therapy in ICU
  • multiple pancreatic abscesses = indication of increased mortality
  • anticipate multiple pancreatic abscesses and drain them, if possible daily CT recommended
  • IV imipenem (meropenem if hx of seizure) in those with signs of infected pancreatitis


  • best way to deal with necrotic pancreas
  • timing crucial; waiting as long as possible allows the dead tissue to delineate well and mature for dissection

Pancreatic abscess (Acute suppurative pancreatitis)

  • becomes evident in someone who was not getting CT scans done because persistent fever and leukocytosis develops 10days after onset of pancreatitis
  • imaging studies show collection of pus
  • percutaneous drainage and imipenem/meropenem indicated

Pancreatic pseudocyst

  • late sequelae of acute pancreatitis/pancreatic trauma
  • 5 weeks elapse between original problem and discovery of pseudocyst
  • collection of pancreatic juice outside pancreatic ducts (commonly in lesser sac)
  • pressure symptoms (early satiety, discomfort and deep palpable mass)
  • CT/sono= diagnostic
  • treatment depends on size
    • <6cm or if present for less than 6 weeks= observe for spontaneous resolution
    • >6cm or older cysts >6weeks= likely to rupture/bleed and need drainage
    • drained percutaneously to outside, surgically into GI tract or drained endoscopically into stomach

Chronic pancreatitis

  • repeated episodes of pancreatitis (alcoholics)
  • calcified burned out pancreas, steatorrhea, diabetes and constant epigastric pain
  • diabetes and steatorrhea controlled with insulin /pancreatic enzymes
  • pain usually debilitation and unresponsive to most modalities of therapy
  • ERCP shows points of obstruction and dilation, operations that drain the pancreatic duct may help
Varden’s suppurating cuticles!

I can tell a lot of thought went into this line of dialogue because:

  • if Varden is a god Seivarden would swear by, I’m betting her name has etymologic origins from Varden too! like “beloved by Varden” or something.
  • cuticles are on the *hands*, so of course this is (was) a really shocking curse, like “Jesus motherfucking Christ!” Divinity + taboo bodily reference = extra shock value!
  • …except after a thousand years, it just sounds cheesy, kind of like how “Zounds!” (from “God’s wounds!”) and “Gadzooks!” (from “God’s hooks!” = crucifixion nails) have fallen out of use in anything but historical fiction.
Tutoring Ron - Fred Weasley Imagine (requested)

Request: Something really cute with a jealous Fred Weasley please? Maybe where he thinks his girlfriend is spending a lot of time with Ron but she’s only tutoring him

I thought this was a cuteeee request! And soooo sorry because this sucks and i wrote it on my phone in like 30mins so please forgive me!!!!! Request are open!!!


“No Ron, you’re doing it wrong. Here… don’t start your introductory with a question, it’s too bland. Also, never end a paper that way. Make sure you include your topic sentence and back it up with your evidence.” Ron scratched the back of his neck taking note of every little advise y/n presented to him. His attention diverted between y/n and the bedaub paper of black ink scribbles.

Ron had asked y/n, who was top of her class, for help on his potions essay hoping she’d just write out the whole thing for him, but tragically things hadn’t worked out that way. y/n took his request as a basic tutoring session and began straight away on teaching Ron the step by step procedure of making a well written and grade A essay.

Snape was strict and y/n knew this but she’d never gotten anything less than two marks on a paper or test in his class. Ron on the other hand had never gotten more than two right.

“So, um, I would, uh, start with… explain the gist of what my entire paper will be on…?” Ron questioned hesitantly. y/n smiled and nodded,

“Exactly! The one thing is be careful not to give too much information away.”  Ron shook his head, relieved that he was finally on the path to understanding what y/n had been going on and on about the whole session.

“Hmm, easy enough.” y/n rolled her eyes, glancing around the dead library. Looking past the bolded black sign labeled ‘History’, y/n’s e/c orbs locked onto a pair of chocolate pooling warm eyes. It was an unexpected sight and to say she was confused would be an understatement. Standing in tensed solitary was y/n’s boyfriend of two years, Fred Weasley.

y/n grinned widely, not wasting a second and waving him over, inviting the elder brother to join his younger one and her. Fred didn’t move a single muscle that was until Ron spoke up.

“And when I start on the first paragraph… the body one all I’d have to do is- hey you okay?” Ron asked abandoning his earlier trail. y/n shrugged, nudging her head over to the agitated Fred who had ignored the pair and was ratting through a pile of books. Ron snickered catching on to what y/n had over seen. Fred’s head shot up then turned away rolling his eyes in annoyance.

“Is he…?” y/n giggled to Ron. Roaring in laughter, Ron leaned back in his chair making faces over to his brother.

Fred grinded his teeth together before settling on comforting the two and taking long quick strides over to their scattered messy table.

“Thought I’d like to make it to you clear to you lovebirds that some people in this library are actually trying to study so I would greatly appreciate it if you two could shut the hell up.” He spat poisonously. Stepping back, Fred disappeared into a row of dust filled books not even bothering to look back. y/n concealed her laughter and pushed away from the table deciding to follow him. Ron continued laughing despite being completely alone in his own humor.

y/n traveled further into the section Fred had ventured off in, and finally caught up to him after a minute or so.

“Freddie, what’s wrong?” She mused taking steady steps until they were face to face. Fred glued his eyes on the ground refusing to answer.

“Did I do something, because if I did I’m really sorry.” Silence fell over the room like a warm coated blanket.

“No… well sort of. It not particularly you, it’s my ninny of a brother! He knows were together and have been since-“ y/n stepped forward placing her lips firmly against his, shutting him up. Fred’s lips twitched in suppuration but soon later relaxed locking y/n’s body tight against his. Pulling away /n smiled up to him foolishly.

“Don’t blame your brother, love. It was my fault I sort of forced him into it… wanted him to at least get half a good mark. I’m sorry I for upsetting you, darling.” Fred chuckled hugging her for comfort. y/n leaned into him for warmth.

“Not your fault, y/n. I shouldn’t have acted so immaturely… but I just love you so much and the way Ron was making you laugh and you look so devoted and I was more or less mad at myself. I really do love you, beautiful.”

“I love you too, ginger.”  

~ Daizy

Healing with Calcite

Color: Green, blue, yellow, orange, clear, brown, pink, gray, red

Appearance: Translucent and waxy, often banded (may be acid-treated to enhance color), all sizes sometimes tumbled

Rarity: Common

Source: US, Britain, Belgium, Czech Republic, Slovakia, Peru, Iceland, Romania, Brazil

Healing: Calcite cleanses the organs of elimination. It encourages calcium uptake in bones but dissolves calcifications, strengthening the skeleton and joints. It alleviates intestinal and skin conditions. Calcite stimulates blood clotting and tissue healing. It fortifies the immune system and can encourage growth in small children. Calcite works quickly as an elixir and can be applied to the skin, ulcers, warts, and suppurating wounds. At a subtle level, calcite cleans and regenerates the chakras. 

Blue calcite is a gentle stone for recuperation and relaxation. It lowers blood pressure and dissolves pain on all levels. Gently soothing the nerves and lifting anxieties, it releases negative emotions. Used on the throat chakra it aids clear communication, especially where there is dissent. Blue calcite can absorb energy, filter it, and return it to benefit the sender.

Clear calcite is a “cure all”, especially as an elixir. It is a powerful detoxifier. At a physical level it acts as an antiseptic and at subtle levels it cleanses and aligns the chakras, higher and lower. A clear calcite with rainbows brings about major change- it is a stone of new beginnings. Clear calcite brings the gift of deep soul healing and revitalization of the subtle bodies. It opens and clears the inner and outer eyes. 

Gold calcite is excellent for meditation and for attuning to the higher mental planes. It instills mental alertness as it grounds the higher mental energies into the physical realm. Place on the navel or crown chakras. 

Green calcite is a mental healer, dissolving rigid beliefs and old programs and restoring balance to the mind. It helps in letting go of what is familiar and comforting but which no longer serves, and aids communication and the transition from a stagnant to a positive situation. Green calcite helps children to hold their own in debates. It is a powerful stimulator for the immune system and is especially useful in grids. This stone absorbs negativity and rids the body of bacterial infections. It ameliorates arthritis and constrictions of the ligaments or muscles and is helpful in bone adjustments. Its green ray cools fevers, burns, and inflammation, calms the adrenals, and soothes anger-generated dis-ease. Green calcite placed regularly on the body absorbs dis-ease and should be cleansed thoroughly after use. 

Orange calcite is a highly energizing and cleansing stone, especially for the lower chakras. Orange calcite balances the emotions, removes fear, and overcomes depression. It dissolves problems and maximizes potential. This stone heals the reproductive system, gallbladder and intestinal disorders such as IBS, and removes mucus from the system. 

Pink calcite is a heart crystal in contact with the angelic realm. A stone of forgiveness, it releases fear and grief that keep the heart trapped in the past, bringing in unconditional love. It aids self-worth and self-acceptance, heals nervous conditions, and lifts tension and anxiety. This stone prevents nightmares. Pink calcite’s loving energy gently dissolves resistance. It is helpful for anyone who has suffered trauma or assault. 

Red calcite increases energy, uplifts emotions, aids willpower, and opens the heart chakra. It removes stangant energy, including constipation, and dissolves blockages. It resonates to the base chakras, which it energizes and heals. It alleviates fear, bringing understanding of the source. Res calcite’s vitality energizes a party. At a physical level, it heals hip and lower limb problems, loosening up joints, and on a subtle level it removes the blockages that prevent you from stepping forward in your life. 

Yellow or Golden calcite is a great eliminator and stimulates the will. Its energy, especially as an elixir, is uplifting. It enhances meditation, inducing a deep state of relaxation and spirituality and linking to the higher mind. Use at the crown and solar plexus chakras. Golden calcite has an extremely expansive energy. 

(Source: The Crystal Bible by Judy Hall)

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Chapter: Goryeo

Originally posted by feii1effect

//Gong Yoo (Kim Shin) x you

Word count: 4,409

Summary: To atone for his sins he is forced to wander the Earth searching for her, before it’s too late.

Prologue: Silla        Chapter: Joseon

Side note: I know that in the drama Kim Shin is from Goryeo, but you know, licentia poetica. It’s only a fanfiction, either way. Explanation below.

He wasn’t told who he was, who he has become. It took him a generation to understand that he was no longer ageing. It took him two generations to find a name for himself, or rather for a peasant to call his name in fear.


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Cincinnati Gothic

The Streetcar is coming.  The Streetcar is not coming.  The Streetcar exists in a state of quantum flux.  The Streetcar is both the deepest truth and the greatest lie.  Do not look at the Streetcar directly.

OTR is growing.  It is a cancer.  The streets crack and suppurate and bleed.  The tumors rent for $2,500 a month. 

There is a shop in Findlay Market that is always closed.  Shapes move inside, but the door is locked.  Occasionally something dark splatters on the inside of the windows.  It is artisanal and locally-grown, you are sure.

A barge floats down the river.  You do not look, you only leave a coin on your windowsill.  In the morning the coin is gone and so is your neighbor.

The President is visiting.  All the Presidents are visiting.  They beg for release, and the voters whisper, “No.”

Skyline’s secret chili recipe tastes of regret and tears.  You know where the regret is from.  You dare not ask about the tears.

Oktoberfest comes once a year.  The sacrifices come more often.  You drink your beer and pray that it’s not you, not today.  The oompa band drowns out the screams.


The Wendigo (also known as Manaha) is a demonic half-beast creature appearing in the legends of the Algonquian peoples along the Atlantic Coast and Great Lakes Region of both the United States and Canada. The creature or spirit could either possess characteristics of a human or a monster that had physically transformed from a person. It is particularly associated with cannibalism.


  • The Algonquian believed those who indulged in eating human flesh were at particular risk, because then they would transform into a Wendigo, or alternatively, become possessed by by the demonic spirit of a Wendigo.
  • Once transformed, a person would become violent and obsessed with eating human flesh.
  • The most frequent cause of transformation into a Wendigo was if a person had resorted to cannibalism, consuming the body of another human in order to keep from starving to death during a time of extreme hardship, for example in hard winters, or famine.
  • Among northern Algonquian cultures, cannibalism, even to save one’s own life, was viewed as a serious taboo, the proper response to famine was suicide or resignation to death.
  • The Wendigo was gaunt to the point of emaciation, its desiccated skin pulled tautly over its bones. With its bones pushing out against its skin, its complexion the ash gray of death, and its eyes pushed back deep into their sockets, the Wendigo looked like a gaunt skeleton recently disinterred from the grave. What lips it had were tattered and bloody [….] Unclean and suffering from suppurations of the flesh, the Wendigo gave off a strange and eerie odor of decay and decomposition, of death and corruption.

Early European settlers dismissed accounts of the creature as simple Native folklore until the 17th century when missionaries and explorers began to report encounters with the strange devil-like monster.

In many cases, witnesses reported physical changes - bodies swelling and growing, lips and mouths enlarging. Some of the victims spoke of icy cold in their chests and an inability to warm up.

A christmas present, of sorts

Mark Gatiss at the V & A, September 12th 2016

Yes, this has taken me months to type up, sorry.  I can’t read my own handwritting at the best of times, and it turns out trying to take shorthand notes when your hand is asleep is NOT the best of times. This, added to my not so great memory means that I had to just stop and wait for the context to randomly come to me quite a few times.  There may be slight errors due to my bad shorthand, (and Marks rather amusing tendency to wander of topic at every opportunity :D )  but I think I have most things mostly accurate. 
Please let me know if you were there and spot any glaring errors.

Any errors are mine, the bad notes are mine, the words belong to the people who said them.

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- interviewer -Mark -Audience

Lets talk about what you’re doing at the moment, which is a rare revival of a play called The Boys in The Band.

Yes, from 1968. Not a musical!

So tell us about that.  How well did you know the piece before you started, how did you come to it.

Well it’s essentially the seminal gay play.  It was written in 1968 by Mart Crowley and it’s about 9 men in an apartment in New York, and it was a genuinely extremely ground breaking thing.  Because up until that point really, gay men, gay people on stage were sort of coded, in a Tennessee Williams kind of way, and this was just sort of the real thing; Warts, many warts and all. 

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Production designer Colin Gibson describes more of the theory behind the Buzzard tribe. “The Buzzards are basically vultures. They’re a pack of hyenas. If you build a world full of carrion, the hyena and the vulture will circle. And the difference with them is, they have much baser needs, because they were after just material, the crude mechanics, the very stuff of things. They didn’t see a Cadillac, [the Buzzards] saw metal; not man, but meat. George had the theory that they were Russian and I think maybe they were White Russian and way too white – their bodies were ravaged by impetigo and infection. They were suppurating flesh and peeling skin, held in place with Saran Wrap and bandage. It was just a little too moist in this dry and dirty place, so they hid inside the spiky vehicles. They were spiky as much to keep people away from them as for attack. The anthropomorphic treatment worked both on the front and the back, there was a sense of trying to find vehicles that had eyes, that we could add a grinning grille of mouth to, that the radiator could look like braces on an inbred mouth.


Gibson relates, "If the Buzzards are the hunters of carrion, then the Rock Riders are the hunters just pre-mortem. They have a path through which you must go, which brings you in single file, basically turns you into easy pickings. Their system of attack is obviously, if I live high, then I need to be able to move up and down. So we decided they were two-wheeled parkour artists. Certain motorbikes are built for this.

—  The Art of Mad Max: Fury Road

analeeblitz  asked:

My friend agrees with Putin saying that he is best leader. What do you think?

If you want to live like this, then surely he is

“Misha Nikolaev lived in Moscow Province. His family saw him off to the army in July 2001. He was sent to the Border Guards, to a frontier post ten hours’ flying time from Moscow, at the village of Goryachy Plyazh, on Anuchina Island in the Lesser Kurils–the Pacific islandsthat have vexed Russian and Japanese politicians since the end of the Second World War.
While the two nations argue, someone has to police the border. Misha was one of those doing the job. He lasted just six months at this outpost of the Russian Far East and died on December 22, 2001. By the autumn he had already been writing alarming letters home, having discovered festering sores on his body. He asked his family to send medicine: Vishnevsky’s Balm, sulfanilamide, "in fact, any medicines for treating suppuration, metapyrin, antiseptic, bandages and as much sticking plaster as possible. There is nothing here.” His parents sent off the parcels without complaining; aware that the army is underfunded, they assumed that things could not be all that bad, since Misha was still working as a cook in the army’s kitchens. If he was seriously ill, his parents supposed, he wouldn’t be allowed anywhere near food preparation.
Even when his skin was covered with oozing sores, though, Misha continued to cook meals for the troops. The pathologist who conducted the autopsy reported that the unfortunate soldier’s tissues literally split apart under the scalpel. At the beginning of the twenty-first century, a Russian soldier rotted alive under the eyes of his officers, receiving no medical attention at all. What killed Misha was the complete lack of responsibility of his superiors"

It’s an excerpt from book Putin’s Russia and the woman who wrote it was shot and killed execution-style. Just as her collegue Natalya Estemirova. Just as any journalist, human rights advocate or politician that was loud enough in reporting Putin’s crimes agains his own people.

Spindle, Spire - [46]

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Come the blue-black sprawl of night just before the world wakes up, Marceline opens her eyes and considers the quiet of the factory.  Their fire’s burned down to embers.  Bonnibel’s down deep in dreamland, having squirmed as close to Marceline as she felt she could get without waking her up or starting a fight, or both.  She’s snoring.  Her chest rises and falls in little gasping spurts.  Her shoulders brush Marceline’s.  She forgot to take off her glasses and they’ve fallen off her nose to hang over her mouth, and the lenses fog every time she exhales.  Her face has a pinched, anxious look to it even in sleep.  No small surprise that she never stops worrying.

Marceline picks herself up.  She plucks her jacket from where she was using it as a pillow and shakes it out.  The zipper rattles.  She puts the jacket over Bonnibel, tucks it high up around her neck so maybe it’ll muffle sound if there’s any to hear.  She dresses:  shirt, socks, shoes, sweater, hat big enough to be a sombrero.  She heaves her pack onto her shoulder.  Then she squats next to the mutant and spends some time just looking at her, her fists crowded up under her chin, her eyes aglow in the room’s great darkness. 

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Herb of the Week-Cashew

Common names

Cashew Nut Shells

Cajueiro (botanical name, Anacardium occidentale) is an evergreen tree found in the tropical regions and belongs to the plant family which also includes mango, poison oak and poison ivy. Although cajueiro is indigenous to Brazil, it now grows in all regions of the world having tropical climatic conditions. This tree grows up to a height of 30 feet (10 meters) and produces big oval-shaped leaves. Cajueiro bears flowers that have a yellow hue with pink stripes and emerge on the extended stems. The fruit of cajueiro is basically a coagulated stem. However, the actual fruit of this tree is found immediately under the thickened part of the stem and it encloses red or yellowish flesh that envelops the cashew nut. After the bark or shell of the nut is removed, it is mainly used as a food.

As mentioned earlier, cajueiro is indigenous to the northeast coast of Brazil, people in the region had domesticated (started cultivating) cashew much before the Europeans arrived in the country around the end of the 15th century. Later, the European traders as well as explorers ‘discovered’ and also documented cashew in 1578. From Brazil, cajueiro was taken to India as well as East Africa and it became naturalized in these places soon.

Cajueiro has a number of medicinal uses and is available in the form of a tincture. This tincture is effective for treating diabetes, but in this case the patients need to have patience before the results are evident. It would take a minimum of three to four weeks before the favorable results of low blood sugar are noticed. Nevertheless, diabetics using this tincture should measure their blood sugar levels every day to ensure that the combination of the prescribed insulin and/ or additional medications with cajueiro does not reduce the blood sugar levels too much. The shell of the cajueiro cashew encloses natural oil that may result in irritation of the skin provided it is not heated earlier to remove much of the caustic property of the oil. Hence, it is advisable that you should never consume raw cashew. However, they are safe after they are roasted in their shell.

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