So I was notified via email that in order to vote in the 2018 primaries, I had to register my party affiliation, in my home state….by OCY 13TH
Holy shit guys. Please find out ur state’s voting rules and OH MY GOD PLEASE DO IT BEFORE TIME RUNS OUT. WE HAVE TO BEAT THE CONSERVATIVES IF WE WANT TO HAVE ANY MEANS OF OPPOSING TRUMP.
Voting abroad should still be similar to ur state’s rules, please….google is ur friend.
Holy shit please take ten min to google what to do and register.
To vote in the 2017 Virginia elections, you have to register and have your info up-to-date by October 16, 2017.
You want to make a difference? You vote in off years. Non-presidential elections. And you vote on all of the elections. It will take you a few minutes on your state board of elections website to figure out the issues, candidates, and where to get the info.
VOTE. Please.
And this year in Virginia, it’s a big election. Our governor cannot run again for reelection, and we’re up against a scary ‘I was Trump before Trump was Trump’ republican and a more insidious, Pence-style republican. You want people to stand up to Trump and create laws that support the local population? This is it. This is when it matters.
insisting a fictional culture uses a sexagesimal number system is all fun and games until you keep having to invent words because so many things in english are rooted in base-10
What kind of words?
Decimate? Decade?
decade, but also measurements of distance. there is now an elaborate backstory for where they get their measurement systems from, which i will never actually use or share, it will just exist in the ether as a weird fact that only i know
You ever try rooting through language for words derived from real-world location names and proper nouns? Words you’d logically have to cut out of usage for a fictional setting? There’s a LOT of them. More than you’d think.
for the most part i don’t worry about it, because literally everything and anything can be handwaved away as a translation—as long as they’re still referring to a person who gets off on hurting people, the word ‘sadist’ is an acceptable translation to english of whatever word they actually use, and regardless of whether their society has secretaries we can still translate whatever they call that weird-ass bird to secretary bird. hell, most of the time i take the handwaving one step further, like “okay well obviously they don’t have ducks on this weird fantasy planet but this bird is similar enough to a duck that if an english speaking person moved there they would call it a duck” because if a ruffed grouse can be a partridge then why the can’t this fake water bird be a duck. if it’s a lumpy brown starch that grows underground then english speakers are going to call it a potato because that’s just how language works. if i’m going to have a fiction that english speakers can read then it’s going to have to be in english regardless of whatever fictional language they would surely use instead and that makes everything an approximate translation imho. BUT my problem is when they are referring to something totally different, i.e., they don’t refer to a collection of ten years because that number has no real significance, they refer to a collection of twelve instead, so the word ‘decade’ doesn’t work at all. or measurements of distance, which are always totally arbitrary no matter what culture you’re from! the meter is ultimately no less bullshit than the foot. no language in real life has a word for “the length of this fictional person’s forearm, which has for a number of historical and cultural reasons become the standard around which our system of measuring length is based” let alone a word for “sixty of that person’s forearm”. you can’t just say a mile, or a kilometer, or a league, because those are different distances! english speakers who moved to this fake place would not just start calling sixty forearms a mile; they would use whatever word the locals used, and then figure out how to convert one length to the other rather than just adopt their perfectly good system of measurement like reasonable people.
which makes writing about it A HUGE PAIN but anyway
This is an excellent post but also I am DYING to read the backstory and info on the base-sixty counting system.
“In fact, during the audition with Chris Evans, the script says, “Spidey flips into scene,” and Tom goes, “Oh, should I do that?” Evans is like, [sarcastically] “Oh, yeah. Yeah, you just flip into the scene kid. No, you just walk in.” He does it. A standing flip, jump, flip, land. Even Chris Evans was like, “What…what happened?” – Kevin Feige, producer and President of Marvel
After he moved into
the Kasamatsu household, Kise began to make all kinds of discoveries about
Kasamatsu Yukio that he would have never known otherwise (thus solidifying his
sense that this move was the right one to make).
For example, he knew
Kasamatsu enjoyed music, and even knew the older boy played the guitar as a
hobby, but he hadn’t known that Kasamatsu is actually a very good
guitar player.
And he hadn’t known
that Kasamatsu sometimes likes to sing while he’s playing.
*
The thing is, Kise has
to try very hard not to make a big deal about this. If Kasamatsu knew how
fascinated Kise is by his playing, he might not do it. Kise has learned that
Kasamatsu is rather shy about the fact that he plays the guitar. And he
definitely doesn’t like it when other people are around when he sings.
The first few times,
Kise overheard him when he was out of their room; in a rare glimpse that was
like a lightning-strike, he never knew when it would happen next. But gradually
Kasamatsu has come to accept Kise as a presence in their shared room, and
sometimes he will play without acknowledging Kise’s presence at all. (Kise lies
very still the entire time, on the idea that if he doesn’t draw attention to
himself, then Kasamatsu will keep playing. It’s little things like this that
Kise has learned the value of from Kuroko).
*
When he feels more
confident that Kasamatsu won’t abruptly stop playing, Kise finally has the
courage to venture, “You’re really very good at that, Senpai.”
“I don’t need to hear
that from you,” Kasamatsu says, rolling his eyes. “It just sounds
condescending.”
“What do you mean?”
Kise says, and he pouts about it in his usual way to mask the fact that he’s
genuinely stung by the comment.
Despite his attempt at
masking the hurt, Kasamatsu looks at him questioningly, like maybe he senses
something is wrong anyway. “You’re amazing,” Kasamatsu clarifies. “I’ve
heard you at karaoke, you match the singers perfectly.”
“I Copy the singers,”
Kise says, and he feels a little incredulous that he even has to have this conversation
with Kasamatsu, who should know better than anyone that there’s a difference.
“With my Latent Overflow.” He smiles wryly. “It’s not like I could actually create
anything. I’m only ever just a Copy.”
That was far too much
of the truth, and Kasamatsu looks at him sharply. “You’re not. Copying
just means you’re finding your own style, that doesn’t make it any less real.
You’re incredibly talented, Kise.”
Kise has to glance
down, because otherwise his emotions will show and he doesn’t want Kasamatsu to
see how happy that made him, not yet. When he’s composed himself he manages to
smile again when he looks back up and says, “Oh, well, yes, I am
amazing, which is how I know you’re a very good musician, Senpai, and you
really should play in front of a wider audience—”
“Stop, stop flattering
me, it’s still weird,” Kasamatsu says, and the tips of his ears are red, and
Kise thinks maybe Kasamatsu just doesn’t know how to handle praise.
All in all, maybe it’s
best if Kasamatsu doesn’t play in front of a wider audience. Kise rather
likes being his only fan.
A/N: Thanks for the
prompt, anon-friend! This is a follow-up to this prompt here, because I thought
the two would work well together in terms of why Kise in particular might be
fascinated by the creation of music. Hope you enjoyed!
YOU KNOW WHAT FUCKING WARMS MY GRINCH HEART?! The amount of players on the canadiens that choose Brendan Gallagher to represent as someone who they thought had the most heart.
just moving along like everyone else 