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Earlier today, on the local buy-sell-trade group for fountain pens, a listing went up: a Nakaya (fancy brand) raden ("decorated with lots of tiny chips of iridescent shell, arranged by hand") Milky Way (i.e. intended to evoke the experience of looking at... the Milky Way).

... with a pair of sterling silver turtles as the roll stop (a decorative adornment in the place you'd normally expect to find a clip on a pen lid, except it doesn't clip and instead serves purely to ensure that the pen doesn't roll off whatever flat-but-not-100%-level surface you put it down on).

The Turtle Moves, I thought. AND APPARENTLY THAT WAS INTENTIONAL.

Totally unrelatedly, obviously, today Duolingo gave me the sentence "this pen is very expensive" to translate into Turkish! And I have now finally worked out how I am going to remember the Turkish word for "pen", which is kalem; my brain was only willing to supply "kelime", meaning "word", which is sort of conceptually related but also, crucially, Different. But. I remembered. That poking around in pen fandom had introduced me to the term qalam, "a type of reed pen ... used for Islamic calligraphy"! and Turkish likes Arabic loan words, so hopefully that one can now move into my active vocabulary.

But also: good grief this pen is indeed Very expensive...

kaberett: Trans symbol with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
which I Wish to mark, but do not particularly feel I have anything clever to say about, but also:

this evening I went to a gig, in North London, where we (or at least I) sang along loudly about being Too Clever To Be Mentally Ill as is The Tradition, and also about Europe and Brexit, and where I drank about a quarter of a cocktail that smelled remarkably like overpriced hipster cucumber handwash.

Adam realised, earlier this week, that he has in fact accidentally ended up living in a North London Hipster household. Interestingly the thing that finally brought him to this realisation was explaining to a houseguest that there were three types of whole bean coffee and four methods of coffee preparation, and also there would be fresh sourdough Momentarily, and also the artisanal ice cream.

(I maintain that my grandmother made her own meringue and ice cream and bread and jam such that I am simply Engaging In The Family Practice, and that the coffee is A's fault, but to be mildly fair to him I'm pretty sure my grandmother also had at least two types of coffee grinder in active use along with three or four preparation methods so I'm not sure I can entirely get away with that. I do maintain that the situation in which he finds himself is Not My Fault, though.)
kaberett: Clyde the tortoise from Elementary, crawling across a map, with a red tape cross on his back. (elementary-emergency-clyde)
Do we think that dishwashers fall in the domain of Anoia, goddess of Things That Get Stuck in Drawers?

(I'm pretty sure my dishwasher does, but that doesn't necessarily generalise.)
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: photograph of the Moon taken from the northern hemisphere by GH Revera (moon)
Defining my terms at the top of the page. )
The part where I wryly tell anecdotes so you can gauge your interest in reading several thousand words on the topic
I've been talking intermittently over the last little while about shit like theology as repository of psychosocial extelligence (e.g.). Thursday lunchtime I realised with some dismay that I needed a purification ritual and I needed one fast and all of this is stuff I'm cobbling together as I go along, but I ended up with: sorting out my hair; showering even though it was hard; scrubbing my face and hands with some of the nice salt we keep in; moisturising with the E45 that I stuck a couple of bay leaves in lo these many years ago; eating half a teaspoon of honey from a friend's parents' hives; and then I spent the journey over to the tattoo shop meditating, and now I have symbology etched on me, and it is good -- but I have also realised that I've been doing most of my talking about this stuff via chatting with people one-on-one and I might perhaps benefit from going into a bit more detail, a little more formally.

So. )

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