I'm Back, Lovelies!
Canada was very humid but great.
So I spent most of August with my family in Canada, and it was really nice. My mom also would not let me do any newsletters, take it up with her and her wish for me to be GENUINELY PRESENT with her on my vacation, that monster.
Let’s get to it.
Today’s Featured Pets of the Day are Cersei and Beta.
Their human companion, Jessica, reports: “Cersei (the cat) is terrifying. She screams at all hours of the day. She runs to greet new people when they enter our home and interrupts them with her yelling. She jumps to our shoulders from the ground unexpectedly when she wants to reach high places, and she draws my blood at least monthly. I recently got locked out and had to enter through a window, and she didn't recognize me, and tried her best to defend the property. Though she's pretty aloof during the day, as soon as we get in bed at night, she becomes an aggressive cuddle monster. She is the first cat I've lived with and I love her more than I can explain. Her full weight as a 3-year-old adult cat is 5.5 pounds.
Her name came from me reading GoT years ago and thinking "that's a good cat name." When my friend found a skinny orphan kitten on the side of the road, I thought, "this kitten is way too sweet to be a Cersei." I think she took that as a challenge.”
“Beta is Cersei's opposite. He's very smart and EXTREMELY clumsy. We're pretty sure he's Too Good of a Boy to feel pain, as he often runs headfirst into walls/tables/stairs and never seems to notice. He loves food more than life itself and will do anything for any treat -- sure, meat and peanut butter, but also fruit, vegetables, leafy greens, ice cubes, etc. The only food he doesn't like is mushrooms. He thinks the vacuum cleaner and Swiffer are dogs and tries to play with them as such. We call him a rehab dog because we have multiple friends with aggressive dogs who cannot be around any animal without trying to kill them...except for Beta, friend to all.
His name comes from the rock climbing term, which means "the answer to a problem." He solved our problem of not having a dog. The best pictures of him come from his doggie daycare/boarding facility, which he LOVES attending, because he loves everything.”
“Cersei and Beta are like roommates who speak different languages and are not interested in learning new ones. They play tag all over our house and compete for human affection. Each usually looks baffled by the other and it's very cute. Mostly, they like to hang out near one another and stare at us.”
Thank you SO MUCH for sharing Cersei and Beta with us, Jessica!
cis men with inexplicably transmasculine energy:
John Mulaney
The suits, obviously; the lacquer-bright little suits that look like they’ve been steam-rolled directly onto his body – they’re binder-tight suits, is what it is; also how he’s always talking about he he should be more gay than he is, and no one can quite figure out what that’s supposed to mean; plus he takes a wildly disproportionate amount of joy out of the thought of calling his wife his wife, as if he just narrowly escaped having to be a wife himself and can’t believe his luck; receives an extraordinary amount of public goodwill for putting on a suit and being competent, and I think we all have to admit there’s at least a little bit of there there, transmasculine-energy-wise, at least some of the time.
I DID WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THIS after The Crown:
In 1935, believing that the affair with Dorothy was on the wane, Boothby proposed to one of her cousins, Diana Cavendish. They were briefly and disastrously married; a marriage that left Boothby feeling guilty for the rest of his life. He said: 'It is impossible to be happily married when you love someone else.' There was nothing for it but divorce: a grave step in those days. Boothby wrote to his friend Beaverbrook: 'Don't let your boys hunt me down.' The hounds of the press were duly kept on the leash.
Time passed, the physical passion between Boothby and Dorothy faded (though she continued to write letters and telephone him every day) and gradually they settled down, with Harold, into a menage a trois.
Nevertheless, the affair put an end to any hopes Boothby might have cherished of achieving high office. Dorothy's brother-in-law, James Stuart, was Tory chief whip at the time, and very much a member of the anti-Boothby camp. His disapproval handicapped Boothby's political prospects enormously. This was compounded by a financial scandal in 1941, when he was censured for not disclosing a personal interest.
The child of their tempestuous liaison, Sarah Macmillan, had an unhappy life and an early death at the age of 40. The journalist and writer Quentin Crewe recalls a lengthy relationship with her. He was an habitue of Birch Grove, the Macmillan family home near East Grinstead, Sussex, throughout the Fifties. Even then, 'Boothby used to write nearly every day, as well as telephoning most days, and Lady Dorothy would scurry downstairs first thing in the morning to snatch up the post before Macmillan saw it. Boothby was a beguiling character, of course . . . He had been a very promising young man in the Tory party, but he always had his flaws. It was the trouble over the cheque bonds in 1941 that probably sank him.
'He was a vain man, and the fact that she loved him so extravagantly was a boost to him. I remember Lady Dorothy as an odd mixture of shyness and charm and great warmth of character. It's a shame that Harold misunderstood her. He thought he had to build up the family publishing business to make himself worthy of her; he was star-struck by her. She was bored by that, and by politics, so she turned to Boothby who was flamboyant and racy and flattering. She said to me once: 'People say I'm unfaithful but I've always been faithful to Bob.'
look at this absolute unit:
the asshole for sure, she told you her terms for consent:
My(20m) girlfriend(20f) and I both started making our own sextapes out of frustration with how fake most porn is. My girlfriend was the one who came up with the idea, but she was still a little reluctant to go through with it because she said watching how many girls she knew get exposed and have their life’s turned upside down from revenge porn was horrific. I assured her that I’d never do something like that, so we made our first sextape and it was AMAZING. We’ve continued to do so for the past year and now we have our own little library of sextapes. However one of the rules she made when making the tapes is that she can only keep them in her possession, so all of our tapes are on her phone and her computer. This was fine in the beginning, but whenever I ask to watch the tapes, she has to be with me to insure I don’t send it to anyone or myself. This would be fine if we lived together but we’re both dorming and trying to watch the tapes with her and dodge her roommate means I only get to watch them in a slim amount of time. I’ve become so used to these tapes, that porn doesn’t really get me off the way it used to. So last week while she was in the shower I sent the folder she keeps our tapes in to myself. When she came over yesterday and used my laptop, she found out I sent it to myself, I sent it to myself via email and my gmail is always logged in. We got into a huge fight and I tried explaining the situation but she wasn’t having it. She said that these tapes could ruin her life and that her face is in all of them, and that I betrayed her trust. I told her the tapes aren’t just hers my face is also in them and they could also destroy my life. She said it’s different, that I’m a guy so I wouldn’t be as affected but, I disagreed. We haven’t spoken since yesterday and things are really tense.
this is weird as SHIT:
1. Interviewer had a photo of my house
I went on an interview last week and I think the manager I met with had a print-out with a picture of my house in his interview folder. I didn’t get a clear look at it, but it looked like an old house listing. I have my address on my resume, but this freaked me out. I’ve never experienced something like this before and it feels like an invasion of privacy.
Is this normal? Should I remove the specifics of my address and just list my city and state moving forward?
don’t do this shit, employers of America (and elsewhere):
2. Our company asked if we’d donate a kidney to a board member
My previous workplace sent a company-wide email (via the COO) asking if staff would donate a kidney to a 70-year-old board member. The renumeration would be “any costs associated with the surgery and post op care.”
I’m from a different country, and I found this email to be abhorrent! I feel it grossly overstepped boundaries, and reinforced privilege barriers (the majority of the workforce at this company is African American or Hispanic, whilst the board and upper level management are almost exclusively white.) Through research and general knowledge, I found there can be long-term health implications with donating organs, and I don’t feel just offering to pay for a surgery that wasn’t necessary in the first place even scratches the surface in terms of compensation.
My colleagues at the time didn’t think this request was unusual. Am I totally off-base with my disgust?
you’re not, like, a COLOSSAL asshole but you’re being kind of a dick:
AITA for pointing out to my friends that they are not famous?
My friends are dating, they’re also actors who have had small roles on a few tv shows (I’m talking two lines or less). I say this not to be a hater, I truly am rooting for them, but to give you a scope of their reach. Neither of them have a following in real life or on social media (they’ve got under 1500 followers combined).
Anyway last week I posted a group picture on Instagram of people celebrating a friends birthday. Everyone in the photo has got their arms around each other’s shoulders. Very platonic.
Anyway yesterday in a group chat between the three of us they asked me to take the photo down because they don’t want “the public” to know they are dating. I would consider it if they looked bad/too sloppy drunk/etc. but they don’t. Also everyone has their arms around each other, not just them.
Anyway I asked what they meant, and they said they didn’t want to end up in gossip rags....
I pointed out that they are not famous and that they don’t even have functioning IMDb pages. They were livid and called me a bunch of names.
I think they’re delusional but they’ve been texting me demanding it and even sent me screenshots of them reporting it (nothing has happened). At this point, I don’t even want to be their friend. However, and probably because I’m an asshole, I don’t want to delete it based solely on principle.
I AM NOW WATCHING DERRY GIRLS, IT’S PERFECT, PLS DISCUSS
MUSIC VIDEOS:
procol harum just fucking CRUSHING “A Salty Dog” w full orchestra and choir in 2006 in Denmark
the title track from “Lover” is really pretty, I cannot help it
MOTIVATION:
heart like a wheel:
hadestown mashup
rip dave berman (it’s not as sad as it sounds, but it takes two full minutes to get there, also the entire album is so beautiful)
I love this one too:
my personal “song I listen to if I want a nice cathartic cry”
alabama shakes
strawbs
all around my hat
fairytale of new york
just kirsty being perfect
more kirsty
this is not a song it’s just fuckin great
Wasn’t that nice? I love you.
Nic
Derry Girls! I also shared it with my mom and she loved it! Have been having a hard time deciding which character I like best, as well as which episode. I'm leaning towards Sister Michael and the getting jobs episode.
I LOVE Derry Girls. My husband instantly identified that I am a Clare, and I feel very seen. And Sister Michael is perfect.