Maddie, 23, they/she lesbian. the stupidest astronomer you'll ever meet. this blog is for my online homies and online homies only. Transphobes, nazis, and other assholes fuck off
Come on guys, the weird shipping has to stop. Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov have only just recently put their differences aside to start the Irina Foundation and they're doing a lot of good. We don't want to jeopardize that with parasocial rpfing.
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ACTUALLY though, I have been observing the england pigeons and I’m ready to make a statement
their ceres (the white part of their beak) are larger than Canadian pigeons. not sure why. also, their bodies are sleeker and longer. this is probably because pigeons back home have to survive -35C winters, so only the hefty round ones survive.
I wonder if the smaller ceres in Canadian pigeons are also a cold adaptation? because it’s an exposed fleshy bit with lots of nerve ending for sensory purposes, so I can see frostbite being a problem. or maybe it’s just that different escaped breeds contributed to the population.
I’m also noticing a colour I haven’t seen back home! VERY dark black (like the left hand pigeon in the photo above). looks like they rolled around in soot. definitely worth the 7 hour plane ride to see these special guys
my humble Canadian pigeons for comparison. they look so orb-like. you could go bowling with a Canadian pigeon, and you could play darts with an English pigeon
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For those of you who aren't familiar, I live in an exceptionally flammable part of the United States, and despite the fact that every goddamn year multiple parts of my state catch fire, destroy homes and kill people, the local assholes insist on getting drunk and setting fire to a bunch of illegal explosives anyway.
In 2023, God granted me a Miracle that prevented my house from burning down.
Last year, I had to resort to Psychological and Chemical Warfare to keep the patriotic arsonists at bay.
This year is apparently An Important Birthday for the clusterfuck we have the nerve to call a nation, so despite the fact there is so much smoke in the air that the sun has literally been blood red for the last week, the pyrotechnic fetishists are out in force.
Last year, I hit upon the concept that if my neighbors were going to act like problem animals, it would make sense to use the management techniques on them that you might use on say, a Bear that was doing serious property damage. Thusly, I created The Stench, a nontoxic but FOUL smelling concoction that I could discretely spray around the flammable gatherings and render the area extremely uncomfortable to occupy for the rest of the night, forcing them to give up or move on.
If this seems harsh:
There is no story from 2024 because a grass fire was started by fireworks less than 12 miles from me and the high winds put me in the evacuation zone in under an hour.
Over fifty people lost their homes.
Errant fireworks burning my house down is a very real possibility, and I pay the price in anxiety and insurance premiums.
The Stench is noxious but harmless, and also very effective at building a buffer zone around my home. But sneaking up to parties on foot in this heat is both exhausting and nerve-wracking. There have to be more effective ways to do this
-And there is!
It involves Weeds and Business Cards :)
All of this spring, I've been battling Bindweed and my City Code Enforcement Officers.
The city code people have been professional, but the truth is that one of my neighbors is calling them on use because one of my housemates is transgender. It's extremely grating to get these notices, having to explain repeatedly that I *AM* working on the weed situation, I just have a heart condition and No Money. It's also deeply paranoia-inducing to know that the city is regularly coming by and photographing my house.
The Solution to the Bindweed is 1 gallon of high-concentration vinegar, half a cup of Borax, a quarter cup of salt, and a couple tablespoons of dish soap. Get one of those weed sprayers from a hardware store and mix it up in there. Spray it on your thistles, bindweed, kudzu, garlic mustard or whatever your local herbaceous invasive is on a day with bright sunlight, and in a few hours the entire part of the plant above the soil is Deceased. It's non-toxic to insects, pets and wildlife (just wait a few months before trying to plant anything in the area for the traces to wash out).
The only real downside to this stuff is that it smells HEINOUS.
Sure, The Stench is nauseating, but WeedFucker 5000 is genuinely painful to inhale. Again, it wont hurt people- even my asthmatic housemates can use the stuff- but boy howdy it sure smells toxic. I've got the ingredients for about 40 gallons of WeedFucker 5000 prepared and ready to go.
I've also got a disposable hazmat suit, rubber boots and gloves, respirator, goggles and a shitty little golf cart from the free section of craigslist to haul my shit around in.
I also have Business Cards!
See, the very nice officers from the City Code department left some Very Nice business cards so that I may contact them about "the fucking bindweed is gone, get off my back".
So I scanned the business card into my computer, fired up Clip Studio, and made my own business cards. I've turned my City's Abstract Triangle Logo into an Eye of Providence and the slogan of "E Pluribus Unum" to "E Plurbis Anus", Changed my city's name to a dumb pun, and stated the card originates from "The Department Of Public Nuisances".
Crucially, where the name and contact information of the real city employee has been replaced with the name and business email of the neighbor who has been bragging on facebook about calling the city code department on my home because he hates my housemate :)
It looks, at a glance, very much like the business cards of city employees. If you look at it for like 5 seconds though, there's no way it could be mistaken for the real thing.
I've printed out 500 of these bad boys and will have them on hand as I, a put-upon employee, am forced to work overtime on a national holiday doing weed mitigation, because my boss can't manage deadlines for shit.
You're mad about it? I've been out here since 5 AM! But if we don't finish by the deadline we lose the contract and I could get fired. You know what the economy is.
Here, this is my Boss's Business card- how about you send him an email about how this has ruined your barbecue?
It's golden hour now, so I'm Suiting Up and preparing to embark on some civil service in the form of Noxious Weed Eradication, and by coincidence, Fire Mitigation.
I'll report back later Tonight🫡
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the emphasis on mental health services above things like reliable access to food and housing as a means to curve chronic homelessness is an attempt to sidestep the core issue by hoping that people facing the constant violence of being unhoused can simply bootstrap their way into better circumstances (or at least being less evidently homeless in public), but what's especially jokerfying is when you see exactly how even people who do it "right" are being set up to fail. housed people who work shitty minimum wage jobs get depressed. housed people spend their off time doing recreational drugs as a way to unwind after a long day. housed people who work full time can still barely make rent. what lies at the end of getting clean is a pressure cooker of forces cornering people back into poverty, mental illness and addiction. it's affirming in a way to know that no matter how many institutions wax about compassion and concern, "gaslight yourself into thinking everything is fine" is still the advice that everyone gets from the top down.
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do you think cats understand that we can't see as well in the dark as them or when i trip over my cat in the night is he like. bro what the fuck is your problem. stop being clumsy.
Okay but with Melissa the Dietician and Shallergies side of headcanons, I’m just imagining before the tuna melt scene her getting an Instagram notification in the middle of the night “Ilya Rozanov has liked your video” and that’s already interesting, not because of Ilya liking one of her posts she posts interesting recipes and videos of the Montreal team, that’s whatever. It’s interesting because from the little icon in the notification she can tell it was an old video, 3-4 years by that point, of a Cooking With Shane Hollander type post, going over some of his favorite meals, some sort of team building cutesy posts like that. It’s also interesting because by the time she sees the notification at 6 a.m. and actually clicks it, the notification is actually gone within the app, so Ilya liked and unliked the video at like 2 a.m.
Laughing my ass off thinking about the cottage bedroom sex scene because Ilya is lying there completely lost in the fucking sauce no thoughts head empty mouth open eyes half closed on another plane of existence while Shane mid-sex is like Okay it's time for an existential conversation about how we ended up together. And expects Ilya to seriously engage him. Meanwhile Ilya is like woaw I think I hauve covid
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"oohohoho there's no expectation of privacy in public ohohowhoho once you go in public you automatically consent to being filmed owohwofhohohoho it's not illegal to film people in public and put them online ohohooohohoo if you don't want to be filmed stay inside your house"
🗣️YOU ARE THE PATSY OF A SURVEILLANCE STATE 🗣️YOU HAVE NORMALIZED NO EXPECTATION OF PRIVACY AND A CONSTANT EYE ON YOU AT ALL TIMES 🗣️ THE GOVERNMENT DOESN'T EVEN FUCKING HAVE TO DO SHIT BECAUSE YOU AND YOUR GODDAMN PHONE ARE DOING IT FOR THEM🗣️ "wow, this person at a protest is so cool, we have to find out who they ar-" SHUT YOUR MOUTH THE FUCK NOW 🗣️ STOP FILMING PEOPLE AND PUTTING THEM ONLINE 🗣️ PEOPLE DO NOT GO IN PUBLIC TO BE CONTENT 🗣️
i don't know yet how i'm going to handle sochi in hit or miss verse, but it does offer the very compelling narrative conflict of ilya on one hand hearing about how he's a failure from his father and getting negative press in russia about it versus yuna and david who have known him for two years now and JUST hosted him for christmas (the sochi olympics took place in february, so RIGHT after) and yeah, obvi they're going to root team canada, but i also think it would totally be in character to reach out and see how he's doing and try to bolster him a little bit because yeah he's obviously opposite teams from shane normally and here, but he's also another 20 year old who's been their son's really good friend (lmao) for two years now
so i totally buy that they would send texts beforehand going, "have a good game! (but not too good! #teamcanada) you're going to do great!" and afterwards reaching out with a, "that sucks. you okay? it's hard getting a team to play together for the first time."
and the mindfuck of his actual parent on one hand telling him he did bad and is personally responsible and then someone else's parents being SO supportive even if he's playing for a different team
like there's some light in the torment nexus, but it's still a torment nexus of EXTREMELY confusing conflicting emotions
the idea of ilya and shane having their first big fight in their entire time knowing each other at sochi, having weird non-talking tension between them afterwards, and vegas then being intense, reconnecting with each other, bond-affirming sex because ilya assumed he fucked up and shane wouldn't speak to him at all and instead shane was still clearly mad at him but also still talks to him even if he's a little short about it at first?? like maybe at the event, ilya notices that there's nothing for shane to eat, so he either finds his way to the kitchen to see if there's anything there or texts shane to say he'll order food if shane comes up to his room later, and either way, there's an olive branch that shane takes. so now ilya is having a moment of, "i fucked up and was an asshole, but our friendship (ilya, please, you're fucking killing me) has enough behind it that we can still be okay"???
so now vegas actually has a bit of the opposite impact as canon in that the emotions are almost TOO present because it's holding hands, eye contact, "i'm glad i'm back with you" sex????