…and then I realize I forgot what server the friends who got me GW2 as early b-day present said they were on.
And neither of them is online yet. ._. Welp.
More AC: Brotherhood, then.
…and then I realize I forgot what server the friends who got me GW2 as early b-day present said they were on.
And neither of them is online yet. ._. Welp.
More AC: Brotherhood, then.
Guild Wars 2 is almost finished downloading.
I am excite.
Seriously, a lot of Augustan poetry consists of poets writing poetry to dis each other’s poetry. It is basically an exalted, rhyming series of twitter wars.
Let’s just not tell my professor I said that.
Partly because I’d have to explain twitter wars first.
BECAUSE IT IS.
Pop culture is culture. It IS literature. Every book you ever read for English class, every play and poem and short story, it once was new, and fresh, and contemporary.
Shakespeare was like the Whedon of his time (or the Kripke, or the Rowling, or the Moffat, whoever you like). People lined up to see his plays, they lost their everloving mind over his dirty jokes and innuendos, and yes, they even asked themselves, am I reading too much into this? Is all this really there?
And look, look, five hundred years later we still lose our everloving mind over these plays because pop culture is literature. It always has been and it always will be.
They teach you these skills of analysis and critique in school for a reason. Because they expect you to use them.
So go ahead. Pick apart your pop culture. Examine it from every angle. Dig through canon. Make theories. Read too much into things. It’s okay. You’re not just allowed to do this; you’re supposed to do it, because that’s the point of story: to engage, to inform, to inspire. It’s why we invented it in the first place.
AMEN.
So.
I was really interested in this CW reality show following the dancers at a ballet company.
Until the ~dramatic music~ the show makers had chosen to highlight the dramatic decisions of who goes or stays kicked in.
Some rhythms have the annoying side effect of making my heart think that it should try to sync up with the rhythm of the music. So it made my chest feel really weird, and also the music started making me anxious.
So that show, however interesting it may be, is now off my watch list by virtue of the music making it physically uncomfortable.
Blergh.
…you start looking at all buildings in terms of where the hand-holds would be. And where the hay should go based on where birds are.
Last night’s blood sugar before sleeping: 266. Bolused a correction, figured things would be fine in the morning.
Blood sugar this morning: 270.
Check for ketones: small to medium.
Correct with a shot, crack open a fresh bottle of Nestle Pure Life.
Today, we hydrate!
My favorite restaurant closed. I will really miss it, and I feel really bad for the employees.
Also really hoping that its location doesn’t turn into another “after X place left, nothing manages to stay there long” location, because we’ve already got four or five places that are sort of revolving doors

The Magdalen Reading (fragment of an altarpiece), c.1435-1438. Rogier van der Weyden (Flemish, 1400-1464). London National Gallery.
The fragment has been described by Campbell as “one of the great masterpieces of fifteenth-century art and among Rogier’s most important early works.” It has been linked to two small heads in the collection of the Calouste Gulbenkian Museum (Lisbon), of Saint Catherine and of St Joseph. It is now widely believed that these three fragments came from the same large altarpiece depicting the “Virgin and Child with Saints.” Before 1811, this altarpiece was carved up into these three fragments.
I’m curious about the white object in the foreground, and what it contains. Because I did a double-take, thinking some joker had photoshopped in a Starbucks cup or something.
The white object is a jar of ointment/perfume. Mary Magdalen was commonly conflated with Mary of Bethany, who anointed Christ’s feet in the gospel accounts of Mark, Matthew, and was referenced as having anointed his feet in John’s account, and the unnamed woman in Luke who did the same.
Oh, I see! Thanks so much for the explanation. 🙂
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