The talmud discusses deathbed gifts (for several pages). The mishna says: if a dying man gave away his property in writing, but left some portion for himself, his gift is valid -- if he recovers and does not die, the gifts stand. If, however, he gave away everything and then he recovers, the gifts are not valid. The g'mara reasons that if he gave away everything, then clearly he did not expect to survive, so the gifts are implicitly on condition of his death. But if he held something back, then he must have thought that he might recover and be able to use it, so we assume that the gifts were intentional and not conditional on his death. The g'mara discusses many cases and examples, bringing in the idea of kinyan, or symbolic acquisition, and appears to conclude that even if symbolic acquisition occurred (which is normally enough to "make it official"), if he thought he was dying and then recovered, he can reclaim his property. (Mishna 146b, g'mara through 151 -- and continuing from here, but I haven't read ahead.)
For want of me the world's course will not fail;
When all its work is done, the lie shall rot;
The truth is great and shall prevail,
When none cares whether it prevail or not."
-- Coventry Patmore (b. 1823-07-23, d. 1896-11-26), "Magna est Veritas", The Unknown Eros, 1877 [spotted in a tweet by @aristofontes]
Gah. Have to pick just one.
( I'm going with pirates. )
So: 30 days of songs, which are likely to be YouTube embeds (but maybe not, because I have a great love for a lot of filk that's never made it to YouTube); some are likely to get a lot of commentary, and others are likely to be "here it is, end of the day... um, have a music thing."
SUMMER SOLSTICE JAM PARTY BEGINS NOW.
( List of Songs to Post Later )
So spouse in the front bedroom, kid on his side of the bed, and me -- in nightshirt and houserobe, my feet tucked under quilts and the remaining afghan at the foot of the bed, and a shawl pulled over my shoulder -- on top of covers because getting under them was just not working.
Kid played Star Wars RPG podcast and I think we fell asleep around 3am. About 2 hours and 59 minutes later, according to fitbit, we woke up and the kid was well enough to move back to þeir room. I eventually got back to sleep till... I'm not sure when. About another 2-3 hours of sleep (according to fitbit), and then the phone rang and I had to do entries for spouse's uncle's hearing aid or something. Then I fell asleep again a bit. When kid and I were both awake and I verified that kid was not amazingly better but was, instead, running a fever of around 102F (about 101 under the arm, so add a degree F for the equivalent oral temp)... I called the doctor, got an appointment, went in, pronounced that we thought it was strep -- the symptoms are very much like when the kid was in 7th grade and "threw up 13 times; I counted." (to quote.) And back then we discovered that allergy to 'cillin, and thus 7th grade started with hives all over. (Oatmeal baths work.)
Where was I... Ah, right. Went to doctor. Swabs were taken. The really quick version was strep-negative, so they'll culture it overnight and see if it's bacterial. In the meantime, it might be viral, woohoo. So ibuprofen for pain and fever and they'll call sometime (ungodly early, no doubt) tomorrow. We're also using Zantac for nausea.
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I know but one who sails within
The ranks of Arthur's men
To challenge death at Caer Siddi.
The Prydwen sails again.
( INwatch+Bookwatch )
( Dragons under fold )
Text: The Bedlam Stacks by Natasha Pulley, which I read in e-ARC from NetGalley. Natasha Pulley's second book has a lot in common with her first, The Watchmaker of Filigree Street: luminous, evocative writing that never obscures the narrative; a slow, gentle unfolding of story; two men with a significant age difference, from different cultures, carefully building a relationship; fantastical elements subtly woven into the fabric of the world. And Keita Mori makes an appearance in this book, which is awesome, though otherwise these books entirely stand alone.( Cut for length, no real spoilers. )
Audio: Freakling by Lana Krumwiede, which I got via the Sync summer series of audiobooks for teens. The story of a community of telekinetics whose telekinesis is so entrenched that they literally cannot feed or dress themselves without the use of their "psi" - and to whom people without this power are both figuratively and literally powerless. This is really not YA but middle-grade, and I found myself wishing it had been aimed at a more sophisticated audience if only for the possibility of deeper exploration of its important themes. That said, it's still a solid dystopian novel along the lines of The Giver, in which a character discovers the flawed foundations of his societal structures.( Cut for length, no real spoilers. )
What I'm reading now:
Text: Assassin's Fate by Robin Hobb, the conclusion of the extremely long Realms of the Elderlings series. So far I'm enjoying it, though I've apparently forgotten a lot of what took place previously, oops. I'm particularly liking how the pronouns Fitz uses in his internal narrative for the Fool (who is currently presenting as female) change even within a paragraph, as he changes his focus from what others are seeing to what he personally feels and knows.
Audio: Beast by Donna Jo Napoli, another Sync audiobook. This is a retelling of Beauty and the Beast, from the male POV, set in medieval-ish Islamic Persia. (It's not clear exactly when - the blurb says 'ancient times' - but of course Islam didn't exist in what I consider to be ancient times, so I'm calling it medieval.) I'm not very far into it yet; it's okay, but I'm a little nervous about the treatment of women so far.
What I'm reading next:
I am going to have to pick something off my vast ebook collection, because we're going backpacking this weekend, and I'm NOT carrying that huge brick. Also, argh, my hold on Thick as Thieves came up, but I think I'll defer it for a while.
What I've recently finished watching:
Last night we saw the thrilling conclusion of S2 of The Man in the High Castle. Rock solid, I have to say. I'm really pleased that the alternate-worlds aspect is a strong part of the plot, because that's a trope I adore. Apparently there will be an S3, and I'm looking forward to it.
What I'm watching next:
Winter is coming! (Hey, it's the summer solstice, so by definition, it is!) Looking forward to it. I'd also like to watch S2 of The Expanse. And I need to see Wonder Woman before it vanishes!
Other than that, hey, either the boy changed his mind about gardening or he did all the things he wanted to do because when I got home yesterday the only thing left to do was to strip off the bed. Which we did after pizza was consumed because of reasons and also being too tired to cook. Pizza will also be consumed tonight, since it's a capoeira night goddammit, never mind what my various weasels say.
In utterly unrelated makeup news, I decided to make my own nudes palette of only mattes because every other palette I have has half shimmer shades and look, I like these but if I want shimmer and sparkle I have literally about a hundred loose powders I can use. Okay? Okay. I figure I'll get me a bigass palette and slowly stock it with various nudes and other potentially useful mattes, muted tones or what have you, to be backgrounds to my sparkle. Because I'm getting sophisticated in my makeup looks, wot! God help me. I've been practicing with the palettes in my care package and I'm slowly getting the hang of it, I think! Very slowly. But still, enough to invest a bit more into the whole thing. If it doesn't work out I can fill the rest of the palette with contours or something. Although the shade and light palette is working out pretty damn good.
Now I just need to conquer this concept of eyeliner as it applies to how I do my eyes. Because what the hell. Also lash curling. I need to get the hang of lash curling.
Writing continues. I owe Starlight three wiki entries as of today, I need to get on that, but those should hopefully go by fast if with a lot of bracket notes. And I've been working on Malachy, and I need to contact an entertainment lawyer because actions have happened that none of you saw. That will probably happen tomorrow on account of today is a capoeira day and I barely have brain as it is. And then I need to figure out how the fuck I'm going to pay lawyer fees, son of a bitch. I forgot about that. Maybe that's what credit cards were made for, though. Argh. Stupid money. If I'm really lucky though the receptionist will listen to the situation and say "Okay that's like half an hour, the fee is $50" and I can just pay. Aaargh why does life cost money.
That's not entirely true. This isn't life this is following an aspiration the smartest way I can manage, and paying people for their time and skills that they earned with effort and time and paying money themselves, and that's all fine. I'm just also annoyed at my own life and lack of sufficient funds to do all the cool shit I really want to do. ... on second thought maybe I'll call an entertainment lawyer now. Just so I have that less of an unknown quantity in my head.
Toooo many things going on at once, and this is me trying to do too many things at once, and I should go to capoeira tonight just so I have to take a couple hours to do what's in front of me, that's physical work with a bit of brainpower for focus and tactics. I need focus and calm and that's not happening right now because too excited about the Redacted. Ugh.
Teaching, which I'm already doing?
I think second to that I'd really like to network with some of the out-of-state plural folks this year, but I'm not sure yet on if that's gonna happen. There's a possibility, but I uh haven't even messaged them about it yet because I'm waiting to see if Teacher got us compensation for service at a summer mental health conference or not.
December Blogging Meme Masterpost (LJ)
Currently reading: Nearly finished: Too like the lightning by Ada Palmer. I'm really enjoying the resolution of the political intrigue plot, but I'm a bit annoyed by the sophomoric speculation on the philosophical implications of sadism.
Up next: All the Birds in the Sky, by Charlie Jane Anders.
Music meme day 8 of 30
A song about drugs or alcohol
Two from opposite ends of the spectrum: my ex-gf used to sing me this ridiculously soppy song, Kisses sweeter than wine by Jimmie Rogers. Which is really only tangentially about alcohol but it's connected to happy memories for me. And I couldn't leave out the most explicitly druggy song in my collection, Heroin, she said by WOLFSHEIM.
( two videos )
My dad was a good model for how to gently enjoy human absurdity and I remember him being super entertained by the pet rock and playing along with it super well.
- We are having a very pretty day so far in the Seattle area.
- I'm eating biscuits and gravy.
- I left Harry inside concentrating intently on something behind the bookcase in my bedroom. Very intently. I left him to it. There could be a corpse in my hallway when I get home.
- I have new curtains for my bedroom and they're really pretty. I ordered two sets, thinking I'd need that for the width of the window but turns out I only needed one set, which means the other will get transferred to the closet and replace the ones there now. Though that does mean it'll be matchy-matchy but we'll see.
Have a good day. Because hallelujah, it's Solstice which means tomorrow the days start getting shorter again, hooray for the return of encroaching darkness.
At least if he practices that scream a little bit more. ;-)
In other news: Finished "Jekyll", found it even sillier than I remembered and lost faith in Gina Bellman. And in case you are wondering: No, I am not getting my hopes up for Moftiss' "Dracula".
Current reading: two of those aren't finished, and I'd like to clear enough fog to finish them. I do not like this thing whereby my mind slides off reading with each retry.