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Stand up and act like a lady.  –  “Officer” James Brooks

I first discovered this song when it was performed by Harley Quinn in an episode of Batman: The Animated Series; those of you who remember it from that show may appreciate seeing the original, and those who are unfamiliar with it may want to watch Harley’s version too.  The links above were provided by Franklin HarrisElizabeth N. BrownEmma EvansAmy AlkonPhoenix CalidaTim Cushing, and Emma Evans again, in that order.

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Diary #428

I really like sharing my nice things with those who appreciate them.  That includes the fresh eggs my chickens are churning out at a truly stupefying rate, which I’m sharing with my friends and neighbors; it also includes space on my Amazon wishlist, which sometimes contains things for Grace to use in working to fix up Sunset, like the miter saw table sent to me this week by the extremely generous  Square Peg!  I also received a new can opener and one of my favorite varieties of tea from Akalalalalamala.  Thank you both so much!  I’ve asked Jae to make a list of things I should get for Shiloh, because she is a pretty pony and therefore needs pretty pony stuff; if you’re of a mind to give me stuff like that, please keep an eye on my wishlist over the next week or two.  Also, have a listen to the most recent episode of Thaddeus Russell’s podcast, in which Thad interviews Joshua Childress, who resigned from the US Border Patrol after listening to the previous episode of the same podcast featuring yours truly.  At one point he tells Thad, “Maggie McNeill has more courage than I will ever have. She’s my hero.”  And that kind of testimonial, y’all, is exactly what gives me the strength to keep doing this.

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Diary #427

A busy work week coupled with much cooler weather was a perfect remedy for anxiety, and taking a dear friend to dinner for her birthday made it even better.  Then on Saturday I went out to Sunset for the weekend (not just to see the pony, though that was a nice highlight), and when I came back I spent last night with Ghost Rider.  It isn’t often that I feel as much at peace with myself as I do right now; the warring forces in my head seem to have declared a temporary truce, allowing my soul one of those rare moments of calm I’ve had precious few of in this stormy, difficult incarnation.  How long will it last?  It’s impossible to say; I’ve never had one endure more than a year before.  But that was before I was willing to admit that sometimes unbalanced brain chemistry needs a little outside chemical aid to restore the balance, and before I was willing to admit that there are some things I simply can’t have, no matter how much I might want them.  Right now, I’m in a space where I’m finding a lot of joy in helping people I love, fighting the good fight, and building a legacy which may outlast me for a brief moment in the cosmic scale, like the faint reverberation of one beautiful note in a very complex symphony.  And after all I’ve been through over the past half-century, that is enough.

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Diary #425

Slowly but surely, things are coming together at Sunset.  Grace and Chekhov finished the French drain project a few days ago; Sunday they started on a gutter system.  These things are necessary because Sunset is located on the edge of a rain forest, yet the previous owners somehow managed to go over 90 years without any means of properly carrying the copious volumes of rainwater which the property receives every year away from the house!  After the gutters, Grace is going to start on constructing concrete footings so as to stabilize the house against further soil erosion, and then we’ll be able to fix the floor issues which enabled me to buy this property at roughly half the market value of comparable places in the area.  Then we’ve got roofs to redo, bookcases to build, a bathhouse to construct, and a bunch of other things to buy to make it all happen.  And as soon as we can find the right one, we need to acquire a companion for this lonely llama; though he enjoys watching the chickens and chasing the dog, I think he would probably like some other woolly quadrupeds to share his barn with.

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I put [Nazi flyers] on anybody’s vehicle no matter what their race.  –  Andrew Angel

Here’s another favorite from the ’70s; note that the protagonist would have done well to heed my admonition, “Never call the cops for any reason whatsoever”.  The links above the video were provided by Brooke MagnantiMyles Jackman,   Kevin MarksAmy AlkonNun Ya, and Radley Balko (x2), in that order.

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Diary #422

As you may have already guessed from this picture, my chickens have begun to lay!  And not just a few measly pullet eggs, oh no; they all seem to have started laying simultaneously and at full adult rate!  Nor are the eggs all tiny; though some are small, others are normal-sized and one of them is consistently laying big double-yolk eggs!  Those are noticeably larger, which is how I managed to get two of them into my skillet at the same time; for those interested in such things, these went onto a nice piece of sourdough bread, topped with two slices of cheese, two strips of crispy bacon and another slice of bread.  Such are the simple, homely meals I prepare for myself when I’m alone; they make a nice contrast to restaurant meals I share with friends or clients.  I’m learning to enjoy my time alone much more than I did in the past; I’ve even managed to figure out a work schedule that neither overwhelms me nor triggers my inner nun to start shaking a ruler at me and calling me a “lazy creature”.  But anyway, back to Sunset: the new (smaller & more fuel efficient) pickup Grace put together is out of the shop & ready to run, and I bought a new chainsaw & brush cutter so Chekhov can extend the animal fence to take in a dense brush patch on the east side of my property.  By the time you read this Grace should be digging new French drains in preparation for repairing the floor, and soon we’ll be opening up another protected chicken yard.  And this autumn, I’ll have some lovely pictures of fresh apples from my trees.

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Be mindful of your surroundings and don’t feed sharks.  –  Melissa Brunning

Mocking brutal dictators is a long tradition, exemplified by Spike Jones’ “Der Fuhrer’s Face“.  But due to his megalomania and bizarre antics, the monstrous Idi Amin was an especial favorite of comedians from Peter Cook & Dudley Moore to Richard Pryor.  This is a song by the British comedian John Bird, which I first heard on The Doctor Demento Show when Amin was still in power; I thought of it last week when I realized that Trump is a lot like Amin in many ways.  The links above it were provided by ClarissaPhantom JokerScott GreenfieldKevin WilsonNun Ya, and Tim Cushing, in that order.

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