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Right now we have a pinpointed risk…called New York City.  –  politician Gina Raimondo

In this very funny Godzilla fan film provided by Franklin Harris, one guy plays all the parts (in the same suit).  The links above it were contributed by Brooke Magnanti, Jesse Walker, Mistress Matisse, Stephen Lemons, Jesse Walker again, Mama Tush, and Thaddeus Russell, in that order.

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Diary #508

Last Thursday I came out to Sunset, because there’s nothing going on in Seattle anyway and I might as well spend my time getting stuff done out at Sunset (because there’s a lot to do).  On top of that I don’t really want Grace to be alone more than necessary, and Chekov’s return has been delayed due to the virus panic.  In the past few days I finished rebuilding the chicken yard, cleaned out the henhouse in preparation for the new chicks, helped Grace do some electrical work, cleaned out the garage from the stuff that’s never been properly unpacked and stored since the move, and set Jae to finishing the bookcases.  As of this writing (Sunday night) the east bank of three cases is completely done, and by the time you read this the north bank will probably be mostly done; with any luck, by next week I’ll have my books properly shelved again.  And yes, I’ll share pictures!

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Since all of my travel and appointments collapsed due to the virus panic, I saw no particular reason to remain in Seattle over the weekend.  So I went out to Sunset for a few days to tend to my chickens, which included repairing and cleaning out the henhouse and expanding the chicken yard.  The henhouse is now entirely contained within the expanded yard, which should prevent any fences from being destroyed by a certain pony scratching herself on it, and keep a certain pig from pushing the door open and eating all the chicken feed.  We’re also in the process of staining the bookcases, and watched a couple of movies while stoned.  Our usual practice is to pick a movie with a light or very familiar plot, bright colors, and lots of music; this time our selections were The Wizard of Oz and Earth Girls Are Easy; I had completely forgotten just how Eighties the latter was (and despite owning the DVD, I’m not sure I’ve actually seen it since I did in the theater 32 years ago; I don’t usually like romantic comedies but I had kind of a thing for Julie Brown).  That’s about all I have to tell, except that the proof for The Essential Maggie McNeill, Volume II has arrived, and I’ll be reading it this week before going out to Sunset again to wait for all the politicians to stop turning an epidemic into a pissing contest.

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Diary #506

It’s that time again!  Last Thursday, on the way out to Sunset, I stopped at the local Tractor Supply and bought myself seven chicks (plus one Ameraucana for Jae) and got them set up in the bathroom; I decided against raising them at my incall this time because I’m supposed to be traveling a lot this month (assuming everything doesn’t get cancelled due to the virus hysteria) and chicks need to be checked on several times a day.  That’s why I chose the bathroom; not only is it warm, it’s also a spot where people need to go several times a day and can therefore easily eyeball the tiny dinosaurs.  I also decided to redo the chicken yard so as to make it harder for them to get out or predators to get in (so we don’t lose these as we eventually lost all the last flock), and that work was already underway when I left to return to Seattle on Sunday.  And that isn’t the only work that’s underway; I’ve hired a young man to help with the floor, and he’s already got the concrete blocks in place down there.  The next step is to dig out slight hollows for them so there’s room for the jacks; it is very tight down there, which is part of why this has been such slow going.  Grace explained that once we start (in the next week or so), each stage will require a week or so of “resting” after jacking because the weight of the structure will probably cause some settling of the earth under the footings.  But the work is finally underway, and before much longer we’ll be able to get on to building the bathhouse.  Now if I can only find a place to sell me more than three fucking quarts of the same shade of stain for the bookcases…

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I can’t breathe.  –  Jorge Torres Jr.

This video of a little drama queen kitten went viral last week, but this was the only one I found which could be embedded.  The links above it were provided by Mirriam Seddiq, Mama Tush, Furrygirl, Cop Crisis, Scott Greenfield, Alex Andrews, and Amy Alkon, in that order.

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If you keep moving, I’m going to blow your fucking head off.
–  an unnamed “peace officer”

Longtime readers probably remember that Blondie was one of my favorite bands, and this is in my top ten favorite songs by them; it suddenly popped into my head last week in response to something a gentleman said, so naturally I had to share.  The links above it were provided by Cop Crisis, Popehat (x2), Tim Cushing, Jesse Walker, Violet Blue, and Kevin Wilson, in that order.

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I think I’m dying.  –  Terral Ellis

So here’s another unusual cover; this one is Dire Straits’ “Sultans of Swing” played on the gayageum by Luna, whom we’ve seen here before.  The obits were provided by Melanie Moore (Douglas) and Franklin Harris (Bean); the other links above the video are from Phoenix Calida (“groceries”), Mark Bennett (“email”), and Cop Crisis (the other four).

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