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The sleep of reason produces monsters. Vengeful Victorian ghost lady; friend of Zaxar. A Dame Maggie Smith fan account for the foreseeable future. There may also be James Mason. "Don't say one word to me. I am art."- Rufus Moffat
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My Mom wanted to watch "The Lord of the Rings" & we are halfway through the extended edition of "The Fellowship" & let me tell you something: these movies hold UP. (The one body modification I've ever seriously considered is Elf Ears.) Could the answer to male loneliness be: doomed heroic quests?

I was able to give my best actressy thumbs-down to two cybertrucks today (one I had to roll down my window to make sure they saw it, the other was in a parking lot.)

One thing my Dad was absolutely correct about was that child actors just should not be a thing. It's just not right to put kids under that much pressure when they're still growing.

We're on the verge of being able to grow teeth back & having cures & vaccines for complicated & deadly diseases & meanwhile Americans are dying in childbirth & dying of measles like it's the nineteenth bloody century.

My iron pills (that I need to avoid palpitations & dizziness) are now giving me heartburn.

I would very much like to Bewail my Fate about something but this business of posting in the open with a bunch of strangers looking over your shoulder isn't the right platform. (Watch about nine weird randos fave this because they can read the words but not what the words are saying.)

They didn't really disapprove of any of the *content* but wished I spent more time on my schoolwork instead of reading for my own pleasure & edification.

In the middle of a bit of a Monk Helpdesk Situation: www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQHX...

Walking down the pavement without being terrified of slipping on ice & either cracking my head open & dying or suffering some sort of painful & time-consuming injury: a superb experience which I do not always appreciate as I ought.

"The Prime of Mister Boots" (is that anything?) Someone mentioned "Ghost Hunters" which stirred up a memory of watching this with my youngest half-brother who was SCARED (he was in his forties at the time). Should have been our first clue he wasn't a mastermind. www.youtube.com/watch?v=wVhZ...

The Italian restaurant in my town is emailing us offering St Patrick's Day catering & honestly, good for them. I admire their sfrontatezza! Let's be real here: you will notice I don't spend much time on here posting lickerishly about all the Irish takeout I eat.

I'm still not sure how I feel about "When in doubt, don't" as general life advice but it's *solid* about whether or not to eat something.

There are many puddles on campus & I saw a couple of students sort of tactically leapfrogging through them, as if I were in danger of forgetting that college students are young adults but also still kids.

Antifeminists get away with the sloppiest thinking because they’re telling people what they want to hear.

Give it to 'em good, subject headings for "Barry Lyndon":

I overheard my colleague saying her trainer had told her that she had to choose between yoga & weightlifting because yoga opens up your joints but if you want to lift heavy things you need your joints to be tight. Is this why I'm an arthropod but I've never needed help installing an AC unit?

If any harm comes to this painting while it's travelling I swear to G-d- The MFA has some paintings that I love so much (this one, Watson & the Shark, In the Loge, Boys in a Pasture, Mercy Otis Warren, The White Hat)- they are like members of the extended family.

The most endearing thing about the Pern books is the fire lizards. The second most endearing thing is the way Earthlings won't even *consider* settling a planet unless it has some crop or resource that's an approximation of coffee.

Tonight's movie is "The Triumph of Love" which is about a princess & her best friend dragging up & infiltrating Ben Kingsley's philosophy pavilion to woo the rightful prince but is also about how lovely human faces look in natural light.

My mentor is alive! I should write to her to say something like "You're great; sorry I turned out to be such a dud."

On the one hand Terrible Wellesley Boyfriend Syndrome is real, on the other hand my advisor was an alumna & I don't know anything about her first husband but her second husband was a *catch*. (Wellesley GIRLfriends are, by & large, great.)