kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
Hello! You are a person! You are probably lovely! I like people!

This journal ends up being a bit of a mix of Srs Business (rants; things I've learned from counselling; &c), fannish & scientific joy, linkspams, poetry, & misc life updates. I tag fairly compulsively, though not always helpfully; I use content notes; I have written up a cast of characters; I aim to maintain this as a safer space, and appreciate (but do not expect!) call-outs when I mess up.

I like it if you introduce yourself when you subscribe, but it's definitely not required. Probably 30% of this journal is access-locked; I give access very readily. Fanworks are always public; AO3 is the canonical place to find my list of works. I'm very happy for you to link to anything that's public, and I'll be even happier if you let me know you're doing it. :-)


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kaberett: A cartoon of wall art, featuring a banner reading "NO GLORY SAVE HONOR". (no glory save honour)
[Content note: abuse]

There is a poem by Phillip Larkin. You know the one: They fuck you up, your mum and dad/They may not mean to, but they do...

It is bleak, and it is resigned, and it is gentle, and it is true.

And every once in a while I see somebody praising Adrian Mitchell's saccharine, self-congratulatory rewrite, and the world drops out from under me. Because: how dare you. How dare you. How dare you take my truth and painstakingly paint over it. How dare you take this thing, this thing that is mine, and tell me that it couldn't really have happened like that. How dare you look to me, smiling, and say -- no, that didn't occur.

You should be horrified by what has been done to me. I will not fold myself smaller for your convenience and comfort, to ease your forgetting. I will not fucking smile for you. Tell your own stories, by all means, but if you cannot understand what profound insult it is to hear my truth (my bitter, compassionate, accepting truth) and to twist it, to sweeten it beyond bearing and beyond breaking, because you cannot stand to believe me -- if you cannot understand what profound insult it is to smiling silence me because you do not wish to hear -- if you would look away and smugly say: the world is not, is never like that; let me tell you how it really is--

-- then you bear the guilt for the children who, like me, are ignored and overlooked and inconvenient.

How dare you chiding, stifling, hush us. How dare you bid us pray be sweet and silent. How dare you -- how dare you -- make of us a sacrifice to your comfort.

Shame upon you.
kaberett: Reflections of a bare tree in river ice in Stockholm somehow end up clad in light. (tree-of-light)
-- two ways to break a world.
The first: an end by force; to grind to dust
and scatter to the heedless brilliant stars.
The second: love, and warmth, and gentleness.
This time an egg: the smooth horizon's curve
that shelters and thereby defines your dreams
will unchecked choke: a softer, smaller death.
Instead: take heart and hope; so startling bare
your fresh-cut teeth, and stretch across the shards
of every fear that held you small and close.
Bewildered, daring, raise your face anew
to unimagined unexpected skies.
If this is breaking -- oh, then let me break
and, having broken, break, and break again.
kaberett: photograph of the Moon taken from the northern hemisphere by GH Revera (moon)
I can't make it, alas, but on the 23rd of October the GSL are holding a screening of the speech given by the first geologist on the Moon (Apollo 17 mission) upon his return: Through the wonders of 1970s video technology, Schmitt will be beamed live from 1973 to once again present his lecture ["Apollo and the geology of the Moon"] at a special screening in the Upper Library of the Geological Society, Burlington House. 7pm, approx 75 minutes, tickets £12.
kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
The other thing I've been doing this week is starting to get my head round using DragonDictate. I didn't end up using it for any of the wheelchair essay, not least because I'm still getting to grips with the editing syntax - altering existing text turns out to be ludicrously difficult at least initially. Nonetheless, have a post that's almost entirely been dictated including the HTML with only minor hair tearing. Go me on skills acquisition, or something; I am going to have to get a lot better at this before I'm willing to write a thesis in it.
kaberett: A stylised potato as background, overlaid with a list of its applications. (potatifesto)
I appear to be on something of a comfort-food kick this month; so far that's meant macaroni cheese with lots of sweetcorn (favourite school dinner at primary school: macaroni cheese, sweetcorn, chips), a replica of my sixth form's canteen's kind of awful penne arrabbiata, endless bagels + cream cheese + black pepper + cucumber, and then yesterday baked apples as my mother used to make them when I was small and sad (and her mother before her, and so on).

What you do is this: you take an apple (slightly elderly and wrinkled is optimal); you core it; and you pack the hole left by the core with a mixture of sugar (preferably brown), raisins (or equivalent), and cinnamon/ground mixed spice/etc nach Geschmack. If you overestimated the amount of filling, you dump it in a microwave-safe bowl with the apple and a teaspoon of water (if you didn't overestimate, you can skip the teaspoon of water) and stick it in the microwave for five minutes.

It is fine as is, or if you are feeling enthusiastic it goes well with vanilla ice-cream or custard or browned butter or what have you.

This is also doable in a conventional oven but I never have; the cooking temperature and duration are left as an exercise for the reader.
kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
The proximate impetus to write this is that I'm trying to get back into the swing of technical, information-dense long-form writing. The motivation with respect to content, however, is that there's a whole lot of information about all this stuff and I found it utterly overwhelming when I was first seriously looking at mobility aids, especially in a cultural context that is hellbent on insisting that it's far more important that we look "normal" than that we be comfortable or capable. Form over function, as applied to people, is something that makes me particularly cross. Ergo.

The focus of this guide is manual wheelchairs for everyday active independent use by people who can stand and walk to some extent.


  • Orientation

    • Price points
    • There are lots of correct choices

  • Decisions

    • Materials
    • Frame
    • Footplates
    • Wheels
    • Seating
    • Additional features

  • Process

    • Measurements
    • Acquisition

  • Recommendations

    • Accessories
    • Aspirational

Read more... )
kaberett: Stylized volcano against a stormy sky, with streams of lava running down its sides. (volcano)
World On Fire (2011; apparently also called Miami Magma and Swamp Volcano) is something I picked up a few years ago while creating a collection of Terrible Geology Movies; I finally got around to watching it on Saturday night and it was actually surprisingly good.

I mean. Not the science, obviously; the science was gloriously wrong in all the ways one hopes for when one goes about buying this manner of thing. (THAT IS NOT HOW LAVA TUBES. THAT IS NOT HOW OIL FORMATION. THAT IS NOT HOW LAVA. :D) But... it passed Bechdel repeatedly (because the female PI kept talking to her younger sister, a "volcanology prodigy", about science); male characters died in a way that would have been fridging for the sake of the women's character development except they were too busy doing cool science to care particularly; bonus terrible CGI; and mind-bendingly wrong data security. A+ will probably watch again.

The Martian (2015) I unabashedly adore, because it is full of brave space robots and also brave space people and people making hard decisions as best they can and diversity in science and loyalty and brave space potatoes and did I mention the space robots. I cried most of the way through it (BRAVE. SPACE. ROBOTS.), I about corpsed when I muttered to [personal profile] shortcipher "... is that Sebastian Stan" and received the response "[confused look] who's Sebastian Stan?"

Laughed out loud several times in addition to crying, applauded it a fair bit, was gently horrified by the approach to spacewalks but whatever, am now intending to actually acquire and read the book. Probably also the DVD, because I think this can go on my safe shelf. Much gratitude to my useless ex for coaxing me out of the house and to the cinema.

so uh

Oct. 1st, 2015 02:44 am
kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
if any of you feel like telling me I'm not awful for having called the Met on an attempted burglary I'd be very grateful (violent in that we've a smashed window but bars on all the doors etc)

(I know it's dodgy as fuck to call the Met at any point for any reason and I'm feeling awful about it)

(we're all okay, and the police have two suspects in custody with plausible forensics on them once forensics have been by)
kaberett: Toph making a rock angel (toph-rockangel)
Recipe in fact by John Meecham, one of his chefs; features in the book Jerusalem, which actually made me cry a bit when I read through it at [personal profile] aella_irene's earlier this week (because homefood, and because unity, and because all sorts of things).

I in fact had been craving rice pudding for a little while, long enough at least that I bought some pudding rice a few weeks ago and hadn't got around to doing anything with it; and we had some double cream in the fridge from my profiterfails a week or so ago, and a four-pint flagon of milk that needed using up. Ergo.

Read more... )
kaberett: Photo of a pile of old leather-bound books. (books)
Overview of my emotional response to the book; no spoilers, I don't think.

Read more... )
kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
One of the things that Brits seem to find surprising or weird about how I go about managing a kitchen (other examples include vanilla sugar) is the Jar Of Breadcrumbs.

If you're baking your own bread, or buying non-sliced stuff, you'll be generating a lot of breadcrumbs. Let them go stale (sweep them onto a tray and leave them out for a day or so if you're that way inclined), then pop them in a jar.

Or ends of bread that are going stale before you can finish them: stick them through a food processor, or grate them, or let them go proper hard then put them in a bag and whack it with a rolling pin, and then pop them in a jar.

Or if you find you have bread that goes mouldy before it goes stale (this is more likely if you're keeping it in plastic, or in metal breadbins, or if it's longer-life stuff generally), before the point at which it goes mouldy, slice it up and toast it very lightly or bake it in an oven gently similarly, then apply the steps previous and stick it in a jar.

Okay, Alex, you may at this point very well be saying, but why? So! Herewith the list of things I use breadcrumbs for, probably to be added to as I remember:
  • Apfelstrudel
  • topping pasta bakes
  • crumbing thing to fry in general (coat with flour, coat with beaten egg, coat with breadcrumbs, drop in hot oil; or in the case of sweet dumplings, fry them with butter and sugar then roll the cooked dumplings in the breadcrumbs)
  • thickener in sauces/stews/dumplings

& you? & so on!
kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
I use Atora vegetable suet, which means that it's presumably possible to do this with butter or oil or solid vegetable fat instead of faffing about buying suet, but I haven't got around to working out how yet. (Executive dysfunction, rather than expecting it to be hard.)

half suet (or suet+cheese, if making cheese dumplings) to flour (e.g. 50g suet, 100g flour)
flour (plain, wholemeal, SR, a mixture, your call)
~1tsp baking powder (omit if using SR flour)
seasonings (salt, pepper, rosemary, ...)

Dumplings, like pastry, will be happier the colder everything involved in making them is, and the less they're handled. They come together very quickly: you can make them at the point at which you're about to add liquid to the stew.

In a bowl, combine the suet, grated cheese (if using), flour (I am currently on a 1:1 plain:wholemeal kick), baking powder (if using), and seasoning. Mix to combine.

Gradually add cold water, stirring with a cold knife. When the mixture starts to clump, you're there. With cold hands (if possible, and this is somewhere where I can recommend Reynaud's syndrome), press it into a single ball, then pull off small lumps (~1" diameter spheres), roll quickly between hands to give a smoothish surface, and then add to the top of the stewpot as soon as you put liquid in, cover, and simmer until the root veg in your stew are done. It's important to simmer not boil: boiling is prone to breaking the dumplings up. Be careful not to stir them too vigorously when making sure things aren't burning to the bottom of the pan, likewise.

As with most cooking, you've actually got a lot of leeway in terms of proportions; I've got the hang of the texture I'm aiming for (and I think I actually tend to go slightly over double the weight of flour to fat) and never bother weighing out these days.
kaberett: Photograph of clementine with perplexed face drawn on. (clementine)
In that I accidentally made a post that's currently sitting at 1.3k notes, and one of today's reblogs involved the addition of "Reasons to be better at knitting #[large number]".

The pattern's eight dollars so they've probably not seen it so they probably don't know that it's literally just knit stitches plus a straightforward make one. Consequently I am kind of itching to go "you can actually totally do this! if you can knit at all you already have all the necessary skills, I promise, and if you don't knit at all you can probably learn them fairly rapidly!" and I have... no idea if that would count as creepy or invasive in tumblr terms.

I suspect that sending an ask to this effect would be perceived as more invasive than replying/reblogging with cheerleading (but it's also my preferred option because the point of my main tumblr is very definitely A Gallery Of Things That Make Me Smile, not interaction or whatever). But... mostly I am still just at "tumblr ????????"

Advice from people more au fait with this shit very welcome!


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