pamela-with-a-k.bsky.social
Writer, somatic therapist, unglamorous emigrée.
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I don’t know if I ever *did* see this, though I learned of it later! I was born in 1974, and by the air date I would have just turned 11. I remember how upset I used to get about nobody believing in Snuffy. I fear I was pretty well shaped by it by the time I felt I was “too old” for Sesame Street.
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More like discourtesy image
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So many choices - Im going with either “Enjohy” or “Made daily with food!”
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Oh never mind - googling tells me that that’s the math part
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Ah - and where does the “eigen-“ prefix come in…? (I’ve seen “ur-“ used in this way but I seem to have missed the eigenmemo)
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I understand the Torment Nexus part of the reference, but would you mind filling in the blanks for the math-stupids over here?
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In Bruges, the big Flemish dishes are things like carbonnade flammande (beef stew made with beer), vol au vent (chicken in puff pastry), sliptongen (Dover sole cooked in butter), and every one we tried was just out of this world.
Oh. And the beer, of course. Including fantastic non-alc versions.
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But there is a reputation to keep up, I think, so cooks in Lyon are generally *really good.* I had amazing Italian food there. Confit lamb. Mac and cheese. And incredible street markets with a ton of fresh stuff, all the time.
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Quenelles? Interesting sort-of dumpling-things, tasty. Cerveau de canut? A nice soft cheese with herbs, nothing special. Andouillette? Sausage made with pig's colon, I didn't try it because French people will tell you not to. Coussins de Lyon and red pralines? Very pretty, overly sweet.
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It seems possible that in Lyon, they became so famous for being the gastronomic capital of France or whatever after the hole-in-the-wall family restaurants called bouchons became celebrated, that the specialties are now completely tourist-i-fied.
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In Lyon, France, the food is exquisitely good, but the regional specialties are all just fine. I don't know what the deal is exactly; in both cases, the specialties are perfected variants of poor people food, which, having been a poor people, tends to be my fave.
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Oh wow. I didn't find it depressing or nihilistic at all! But then, at the end of our run, that first run, didn't *literally everyone* choose to remember? There was a lot of healing happening in that room! 😭
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This...is an oddly beautiful line of thought. I've been working on a novel adapted from a run of a cyberpunk TTRPG, but it's become more hopepunk as I work. I'm always interested in what happens after, how people survive and help each other. (Didn't necessarily want to live it, but here we are.)
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3. Coffee is...not really a Belgian concern. But they think it is. It's not that you can't get coffee there; more that, at least in Flemish Belgium, they haven't quite dialed it in.
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2. Chocolate on the other hand...Belgian chocolate making is very real and very serious, and my first taste of it — in a chocolate sauce made in essentially a diner — was proof. They do not fuck around. 2/
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Also for some reason the baby is wearing like a tiny cross around its neck? Which seems dangerous for a tiny baby but — well, anyway picture also that you're a filthy unbelieving heretic, and
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I…what…?
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Excuse me, but this is absolute gold and way healthier than anything Bukowski ever came up with
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I remember hearing in one of Nate DeMeo’s stories about how some people, none too happy about these newfangled cars and their noise, painted their barns green on purpose to throw people off. Admittedly, some were horse farmers.
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But I also think that there’s something essential to any live theatrical experience that is about the presence of the spectator, and I’ve also found my way into LARP largely by treating it like theatre. Referring to forms that encourage greater interaction seems…better?
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Don’t get me wrong: I am definitely one of the people who grew up absolutely dreading being the person picked from the audience, and I’ve had performers sit in my lap that I wished hadn’t.
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Is it a snobbish distancing? Or part of a preoccupation with consent that by its nature sometimes robs spontaneity and healthy risk? Now this has me thinking too.
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Sounds like a talk in the making. It’s interesting, I even saw Sleep No More in its original run, and while I loved it, even it didn’t feel as…compulsorily? Interactive as renfaire street theatre does.
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Ugh, I love them and their expressive hands. Your stuff is so wonderful.
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🫡
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Also what on god’s green earth is a “graduate major”
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A much shorter film
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Ahhhhh was it recorded? We were talking about me getting the link to watch it live but never did it
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Except I think that like many Paul Simon lyrics it’s meant to be ambiguous, else why is the song titled The Obvious Child. (Also just looked up the lyrics and am reminded of how hard that song hits.)
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📌
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Falling Dow
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Malcolm
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JK
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Oo! The more you know! Thanks for this.
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Ugh yes, this whole series is fantastic