Snagged from rahirah:
Surgeries: tonsils out; gall bladder out; plate put in broken arm
Broken bones: See “broken arm”, above
Shot a gun: Yes, once.
Quit a job: Yes
Flown on a plane: Yes
100+ miles in car: The nearest town with a proper stop light is a 100-mile round trip from here, so yes. Often. (Also once across the width of the US from Virginia to California, in midwinter when all the passes north of the southern border were closed due to snow.)
Gone zip lining: No
Watched someone give birth: No, unless doing it myself counts
Watched someone dying: No
Ridden in an ambulance: Yes
... Canada: Yes
... to Europe: Yes (well, England, which counted at the time)
... to Washington D.C: Yes
... to Florida: Yes
... to Colorado: Yes
... to Mexico: Yes
... to Las Vegas: No
Sang karaoke: No
Had a pet: Yes
Been downhill skiing: No
Gone snowboarding: No
Ability to read music: Yes
Rode a motorcycle: No
Rode a horse: Yes, once.
Stayed in a hospital: Yes
Ride in police car: No
Driven a boat: No
Seen a UFO: No
Been on a cruise: No
Run out of gas: Yes
Eaten sushi: Oh, yes.
Seen a ghost: No
Then I heard Earthlink’s.
But that doesn’t matter, because I have successfully bitten the bullet and switched my Earthlink account over to email-only for about a third of the price. This is really something I should have done long ago, because we haven’t used Earthlink for anything but receiving email since we went off dial-up back in, oh, 2005 or so. I only heard about the option a year or so back (Earthlink, understandably, doesn’t exactly trumpet it from the rooftops), but still. Should have done it sooner.
In my defense, the switch has to be made over the phone with a customer service representative – you can’t just flip a switch online – and I hate talking to strangers over the telephone.
But yeah. Now that’s done.
I was thinking the other day, as one does, and I fell to pondering on the popularity of M/M royalty AUs. And I think I’ve figured out at least one part of the reason for their existence:
Whereas the traditional fairy-tale “prince in disguise meets virtuous/beautiful/otherwise worthy shepherdess/barmaid/daughter of impoverished minor nobility” love story is a fantasy of upward social mobility, the M/M royalty AU is a fantasy of consent. The M/M factor takes away the issue of unbalanced power because of gender, and the royalty thing takes away the issue of power imbalance because of social or professional status.
(There are other factors at play, of course, not least the American fascination with royalty in general. But I think that the matter of consent is definitely a part of things.)
And on another topic altogether:
I used to wonder what had become of the “household hints” columns that used to appear in the Women’s section of the daily newspaper, back when there were Women’s sections in the daily newspapers, and I eventually concluded that household hints had gone the way of the dodo.
But I’ve come to realize that they hadn’t gone extinct after all. They’ve just gone gender-free and rebranded themselves, and now show up online as “life hacks.”
I’m still stiff and achy and sans editorial work, and if I get anything on my to-do list accomplished besides “Run Dishwasher” I will be very surprised.
This, she thought, simply will not do.
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