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Twenty First Ave Kitchen & Bar
Twenty First Ave Kitchen & Bar
NW 21st Ave • Portland, Oregon
September 21, 2025
Sony RX100 VII • Zeiss 24-200mm (35mm equiv) f/2.8-4.5
f/4 @ 38mm • 1/8s • ISO 1600

The worst thing about going to Cinema 21 to see a movie is finding street parking. I’m not thrilled about the hunt – and I’m not so great at parallel parking into the tight spaces. I thought I would take a chance on Cinema 21’s Parking Recommendations and use the Legacy Parking Garage on NW Kearney.

I padded my schedule in case I needed to do a street parking search. Sunday, I left home at 6 pm, and Google suggested that the scenic route on SW Barnes Rd and W Broadway would be the fastest – and I prefer that route to the Sunset Highway any day.

An Evening at the Movies )

Question:

22 Sep 2025 18:09
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What difference, if any, is there between telling somebody “stop” and “time-out”?
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These days, I will often find myself puzzling over, what was that person's name? connected with some Thing in the past. I was actually struggling to recall the name of the very weird woman who was the landlady of the bedsit I inhabited near Mornington Crescent in the very early 70s, with whom there came about Major Draaaama (it eventually popped into my mind, as these things do, a couple of days later when I was thinking about something else: see also, finding that book one is looking for in the process of looking for something entirely different.)

I am not sure if this is AGE or the fallibility of human memory, and is it actually AGE and the wearing out of the little grey cells, or just having That Much More stored in them, so that they resemble one of those storerooms in museums where no-one has catalogued anything for centuries and curators have gone in and nicked stuff to sell on eBay -

- I think this metaphor is going a bit too far, somehow.

And yet one can recall quite readily, in fact one might even say intrusively, an obscure pop song by a not particularly renowned group.

That is, after reading that Reacher novel, The Hard Way, the other week, I found myself being earwormed by The Hard Way, a single put out by The Nashville Teens (who were from Surrey) in 1966 which got to all of 45 in the charts. It's not on iTunes even or in any of the compilation CDs, it's obscure. And yet I remembered it and who it was by.

Maybe it was being repetitively played on one of the pirate stations of my youth?

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Also I forgot to link to this after reveals!

Title: absent of cause or excuse (8789 words) by Lirazel
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin & Jiang Yanli & Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian
Characters: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Jiang Yanli, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Marriage of Convenience - Marriage For Protection, solving plot problems with marriage
Summary:

“I’ve got an idea,” A-Cheng says finally. Then, with effort: “About A-Xian.”

“Tell me,” Jiang Yanli says.

“It’s crazy.” He hasn’t looked at her since he sat down, but now he glances at her out of the corner of his eyes, like he’s gauging her reaction.

She laughs, a little laugh. “It’s A-Xian,” she says, spreading her hands as though that explains everything. (It does. Nothing has ever been orthodox, not with A-Xian.)

The corner of A-Cheng’s mouth jerks up, but the smile doesn’t quite bloom. He shakes his head, the lock of hair falling back down to brush against his cheekbone. “What if I—” Shakes his head again, pulls his shoulders back like he’s pulling on his Zongzhu robes. “I’m going to marry him.”

 

 

-or-

Let's fix everyone's problems through marriage. Chengxian-style!

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I'm not here, I'm still in Pittland writing fic.

Fic: detect my sudden existence on your sonar (25840 words) by Lirazel
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Pitt (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Melissa "Mel" King/Frank Langdon
Characters: Melissa "Mel" King, Frank Langdon, Samira Mohan
Additional Tags: Post-Season/Series 01, Divorced Frank Langdon, Pining, Mutual Pining, (though mel doesn't know that), no seriously this is just mel pining and lusting for 20k+ words and thinking it's unrequited, Until suddenly it isn't, You Have Been Warned, this ship was made for pining, "never look away" by vienna teng, my mel&samira bffs agenda, santos is ready to kill a man, and we can have a little, mel and langdon are drift compatible, as a treat, god this got long, but there's just a lot going on in mel's head okay?
Summary:

She couldn’t say, I’m trying to figure out a way to live with all this longing, and in the meantime, I’m embarrassed and a little bit resentful. Not out loud.

Or:

Mel thought everything would get easier when he came back. Instead, it's a new kind of torture.

Amazon return day...

23 Sep 2025 08:50
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Today I will hit 40000 miles on my car's odometer. I have no idea why I am also obsessed with this. But, I have an Amazon return and that will do it. I may wait until this afternoon when the house cleaner comes.

Yesterday I was sitting here at my table typing away and started hearing Julio meowing like crazy. He was sitting by the door just carrying on like he was telling me a long, involved story about something. Biggie was not in the room. I checked the cameras (litter box, close, window hammock, under bed) no Biggie. I got up and opened the front door and he strolled on in like 'what the fuck took you so long'. Julio is his doorbell.

I talked to Bonny yesterday and learned that Noelle has been going over to the nursing unit nearly every day to visit with Hazel and John. She just learned this. We are both relieved as we neither one are good at that sort of thing but it's nice to know someone is taking care of them. Of course Noelle thinks everything is a state secret so if there's a problem she will not let us know - which is also good, I guess. Nothing from Joan yesterday, so I decided to let her live a little longer.

I also talked to Jan yesterday and she says Dick is doing great. He should be home tomorrow. Their pastor showed up with a milkshake in her purse (Dick has an ice cream addiction). All is good.

My arm/elbow did pretty good in volleyball. It's now to the point where it really no longer hurts except when I hit the ball. I'm hoping that maybe that clears up by Thursday because my left hand just does not have the required volleyball skills.

The baseball games start at 4 and 6:30. I may do laundry. I may go to Trader Joes. I am so grateful to have these choices. The instructor of our aqua stretch, nee yoga class always spends way too much time at the end of class instructing us to concentrate on our stresses and exhale them out... it's frustrating to me because I don't have any. I breathe anyway just to spite him.

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23 Sep 2025 12:04
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I woke up feeling extra tired and with a headache this morning, in spite of sleeping well last night. I did wake up ten or 15 minutes before the alarm though. I took a couple of tylenol with breakfast and went for a walk about an hour later, and by the time I got back from the walk I was feeling somewhat better. I was still very unmotivated to do anything on the moving front, but I gave myself two tasks, one moving-related and one not, for the day - empty the sideboard* and start a loaf of sourdough bread - and both of those are now done. Anything extra I get done will be a bonus. I've also organised quite a lot of stuff to go to Goodwill, but I'm waiting for some unwanted clothes to dry so I can add those to the pile. I keep reminding myself that I don't actually have a deadline (yet), so any progress is good even if it's slow.

* I need to get the sideboard out of the house because it's just inside the front door at a 90° angle to it, forming a sort of hallway/divider between the front door and the living room, and will be somewhat in the way of getting other pieces of furniture out. Being right inside the front door like that, it's always been a catch-all area and gets re-cluttered really quickly if it's ever cleared off. It also has four drawers which are similar catch-alls, full of lots of duplicate stationery/office supplies (scissors, sticky tape, markers, etc) as well as instructions sheets for long-gone appliances. As you can imagine, I ended up just throwing away a lot of what was in and on that sideboard.

Having been on the go for most of the morning, I'm suddenly starting to wilt. I think I will allow myself to take some time off this afternoon.
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I've aspired to be a tag wrangler at AO3 for a while, but each time they opened up applications, I haven't been able to find fandoms I wanted to apply for. They recently opened up applications again, and the fandoms they were looking for wranglers for included a lot of K-pop girl groups, including several that I have written about at length. So I put my application on the 19th and now I'm waiting anxiously to hear back (they said it could be 4 weeks, I put my application in 4 days ago, so I've go plenty of waiting to do). Fingers crossed!

Spooky

23 Sep 2025 10:26
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 It spooked him.

So much so that he felt he needed to share the upset with me.

He'd recorded a short talk on a friend's phone and then the friend had pushed a button or two- and immediately he'd created a discussion of the talk by two people who don't exist. They sounded entirely real- and- the really scary thing for him- is the things they were saying were intelligent and insightful....

"Wow" I said. "How fascinating!"

'But it means we'll never be able to trust any media ever again."

"Media has never been trustworthy. Maybe this new tech will wake us up to that...."

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22 Sep 2025 20:03
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Feeling much better today - so apparently I was right, and this may have been caused by medication. I've learned the hard way to police my own medication and not count on doctors and pharmacies to do it for me.
health care crap - cut for TMI )

I actually could focus. And Breaking Bad thanked me for my clear and concise analysis of the work we'd done on our end.

So, I made myself useful. Took a few short walks.

Went home - and hunted for Gluten Free Cookie Dough - but none was to be had at the local Met Fresh. Damn them. Probably for the best. My blood sugar is happier without it. If I still want it by the weekend - I'll get some from the health food stores on Courteylou.

***

The news irritates me. And it's becoming harder to avoid.

Jimmy Kimmel is back on, and Disney has basically told Sinclair Media to go frak themselves, since Disney cares more about their liberal image and their subscribers than their affiliates who pay them next to nothing in revenues. [I honestly think it was the Disneys and Eisner who persuaded them to change their minds.] In reality - Sinclair Media is the problem (my mother's cousin pointed out that they were a major problem way back in 2014) and sigh, the FCC (who has been a problem since their inception - people thought they needed to regulate what was on television and the radio, kind of similar to what they wanted to do with the internet and keep trying to do, but fail miserably at - because it is the internet and global and the US didn't put restrictions in place quickly enough and it doesn't serve Google et al's best interests if they do). Both are both much harder to fight - because they are more hidden and insidious in some respects, and the FCC really doesn't care what you or I think. Sinclair - you could possibly go after the advertisers? But you'd have to find them first.

The FCC has always been a problem. People have been fighting censorship wars with the FCC since its inception.

George Carlin on the FCC in 1973

The difficulty with human rights and freedoms - is if you want yours, you kind of have to put up with people you despise getting theirs. It can't just go one way, that's not how it works. People don't seem to understand this? I keep trying to explain it to folks but they ignore me. I swear SSEAS is kind of viral.

More Carlin on Time and well everything - this may be the longest uninterrupted rambling routine I've seen.

He's among my favorite stand-up comedians. Controversial at times, and not always...ahem politically correct, but he makes me laugh for the most part for his word-play.

**

I got a comment from Ao3 on a Meta that I wrote over ten years ago, and can't remember that well. The comment:

"I find it interesting that you mentioned Clarissa's Lovelace, but not Pamela or Lord B. If we're going all the way back to Richardson, I think some discussion of Pamela and Lord B. is in order. Why do you think Lovelace and Lord B have such different arcs?"

I didn't respond - because as a general rule, I no longer respond to any comments on Ao3, regardless of the content. Read more... )

Ongoing Swaps

23 Sep 2025 09:40
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I hope your assignments are, by and large, well suited to you!

Sometimes you and your recipient are not a great fit. Or sometimes you're excited about a request during sign-ups, and the moment you get assigned to it, you wonder what you were thinking. So: swaps.

If you would like to swap to any other participant, please get in touch before 11:59pm EDT, Thursday 25 September - mod.modzilla@gmail.com. Most swap requests can be granted.

After that time passes, you can still swap your assignment in the following circumstances:

-The request you want is a pinch hit. You can swap to any pinch hit until the January deadline.
-Your assigned recipient has an incomplete letter. You are welcome to swap to another recipient, whether they are a pinch hit or not, until the January deadline.

I think I've responded to all the swaps requests I've received so far - please contact me again if I've missed replying to you.

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22 Sep 2025 16:37
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Happy new year to those who celebrate.

Here the Jewish new year was ushered in  by thunder and torrential rain. Which stopped somewhere after noon but was forecast to start again any time. Cab was called for 1:30 and at 1 I was thinking maybe go sit on the porch and wait for him? Sensible me said Why sit in the mug for half an hour, that time they came half an hour early was a one-off. Reader, it was not a one-off. He was half an hour early. Which meant waiting 45 minutes for my appointment. Got an iced latte from Tim's, opened phone to go on reading Charles Lenox being Jack Aubrey *and* Stephen Maturin, wondered why it wasn't showing on my Libby app. Maybe because I'm reading in hardback dead tree? This weather is death on the joints and the brain.

But I have my crown though no idea what it will cost me, because the insurance webpage was experiencing technical difficulties. Still can't reconcile 'we'll pay all of it' with 'and we need a $500 deposit.' However.

But the sun was shining (and the world was steaming like a jungle) so I transitted back home for economy's sake, got off at Bathurst and-- the elevator was still out of service. So hauled my walker up the escalators instead. But what a good thing this morning was a deluge. If it had been good weather I'd have tried to transit to the dentist and been stymied, because there are no down escalators at Bathurst or, I fancy, anywhere.

Will definitely run window A/C tonight because the lows will not get low enough until 6 a.m. Muggity mug, and all is mugginess.

Brekekekex, ko-ax, ko-ax!

22 Sep 2025 18:14
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Though probably African frogs do not say that (the chorus from Aristophanes' The Frogs).

Anyway, this was of considerable interest to me having had to do with archives relating to these here amphibians (in which they were described as 'toads'):

Escapee pregnancy test frogs colonised Wales for 50 years

and also read the ms of a work by A Friend on the history of pregnancy testing in which they played a significant role.

They replaced the rabbit test ('did the rabbit die' - the rabbit had to die, actually, in order to examine its ovaries) as this was a non-lethal test and kept producing yet more frogs.

And there was quite an issue of what to do with the little blighters once chemical testing became the norm - as I recall attempts to dispose of them as pets.

Also

The frog is genetically surprisingly similar to humans, which means that scientists can model human disease in this amphibian and replace the use of higher sentient species.

Do we not feel that this is the beginning of some Golden Age sf/horror work? FROGMAN.

365 Questions 2025

22 Sep 2025 13:27
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18. If you could live forever, would you want to? Why? I would if I could be in good health and of sound mind for the duration. Otherwise what would be the point?

19. If you had to be someone else for one day, who would you be and why? I have no idea.

20. What positive changes have you made in your life recently? Only the ones necessary for my move to Connecticut - sorting and disposing of things I don't want or need any more.

21. Who makes you feel good about yourself? Getting necessary things done. Creating something (by sewing, knitting, or crocheting).

22. What is your biggest regret? That I didn't get longer with S.

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22 Sep 2025 13:03
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Yesterday in mid afternoon I started to feel really tired (and also depressed - I guess that was a letdown after the time with family and being wound up about the drive home - so I was expecting to sleep really well last night. Well, it took me a while longer to fall asleep than I expected, and then, after a few short hours of good sleep, I woke up around 2:30 am and couldn't get back to sleep. Ugh. I got up and read for a while, then had a very early breakfast and went for a run as it was getting light outside. (I can't believe how much shorter the days are now than when I left a month ago. Sleeping in the basement at my daughter's meant I wasn't aware of sunset and sunrise times the way I am here.)

While I was preparing my early breakfast there was an unfortunate incident. As I poured hot water into a mug to warm it up to make tea, I heard a cracking sound and suddenly water was flowing over the counter under the mug, and down onto the floor. I guess the mug had reached the end of its life, even though it hadn't been used very much. It was only a cheap souvenir mug from a trip S and I took to Rehoboth Beach and Dewey Beach (on the Atlantic Ocean in Delaware, for those who are not familiar with the area) in about 2012, but I was quite fond of it. Oh well, one less thing to move.

This morning I've been working on ruthlessly throwing away lots of little things I don't need or want, but so far I've only worked in my bedroom and the main bathroom. The hardest room is going to be my sewing room/office, I suspect. I have to say, my long slow programme of decluttering in 15 minute bursts over the summer has paid off, although I could have done more.
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We're getting very close! XD

Sign-ups are still open; they are, in fact, open until Oct 30 :D We have 11 unclaimed days (though of course, you can claim already claimed days, too, if that's what works best for you) and it'd be super cool to fill up some more!

You can review anything from cookbooks to short stories to novels or comics AND MORE: if you think it counts, it counts. There's zero (0) consequences for missing a claimed day <3 Let's have fun together! XD

And, anyway, I am not 911

22 Sep 2025 07:38
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Yesterday morning, I got up at 6 and had coffee and internetted until 8:15 and then went to swim. Joan (next door) called me in the afternoon to say she had rung my doorbell at 6:30 and no one had answered. Joan is drama on a stick. I don't know whose doorbell she rang but it sure wasn't mine. She said Hazel fell in her kitchen and needed help. They had pulled the emergency cords and 'no one came'.

When you need help fast, even fast help seems to come very slowly. And, I have experienced that here, especially on weekends. But, of course, Joan made it sound like there was a single guy on duty and he was downstairs watching videos and could not be bothered. Drama on a stick. She always in any circumstance, makes sure she points out where people are clearly stupid or incompetent. Because she knows. Everything.

Anyway, I was unable to get a clear picture of what actually happened but I did not probe. I did go out to the elbow for a bit and worked on the puzzle. I figured if there was action I needed to be in on, someone would come by there. No one did so I came back here where I stayed. This morning all is quiet and there is no blood in the hallway.

I am not a natural nurturer or carer or even someone you want in a crisis. And my experience with Myrna only served to drive all that home. I'm here and if anyone who knows how to work a doorbell* needs me, they know where to find me.

I do care, but I don't want to be responsible. We all moved here for the care. It is not mine to provide.

*Also, Joan knows, as does everyone around here, that my door is never locked. All she has to do is push it and she's in.

Yesterday afternoon I watched Untamed (6 exp series) on Netflix. I still have one episode to go. It's fabulous and I just read where another series is on the way. Nice.

Then I watched the Mariners Astros game which was sweet, indeed. 7-0 Mariners in the 2nd inning. Made a nice rest of the game. They won all three Astros games which was just lovely. No baseball today. 6 more games of regular season.

My elbow is better. Without a brace, doing normal stuff, it feels normal again. I'll still wear the brace for swimming and volleyball but I'm hopeful that I won't need Tommy Johns surgery (kidding! but if I ever want to pitch in the major leagues...)

Today is aqua yoga. I think I'm going to go early and swim first. The class starts at 2 and I'm always at odds with what to do after lunch and before class so I think swimming is the right answer. Long as I have to get wet anyway.

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Image: classic image of the Washington monument at night.

Sunday morning started out much better than the day before as Naomi and I had been invited to breakfast with Joe and Gay Haldeman. We ended up having a rather leisurely brunch talking about life, the universe, and everything. Everything that everyone says about how nice and welcoming Gay and Joe are is one hundred percent true.

I, thankfully, had no panels at all on Sunday. I’d love to say that meant no one mispronunced my name, but alas. A couple of the people on concom just never got it right, despite the fact that I spent a lot of time making sure I put names to faces and knew at least one fact about them, ie, Kathy the former postal lawyer; Zen Lizard (one of the many Sams) who, shockingly, is a fan of lizards; Kim who loves animals and volunteered at the zoo; Roger, the IT guy; and Kimbery, who is easy since he’s a man named Kimberly, but also he was Naomi’s liason and so we heard his entire lifestory on the 30 minute drive from the airport (highlight reel includes, but it not limited to, his extensive time in the foreign service, being a Mormon, and a member of MENSA.)

I think all of them called me Lid-ah.

Ah well.

Knowing that we’d be starting our adventures after the con ended, I wandered over to the metro station--which is directly across from the hotel--and purchased a three day pass for myself and Naomi. That would cover Sunday night, all day Monday, and our trip to the airport on Tuesday.

I wandered back to the con hotel in time to see Scott Edelman in his fish head rushing off to do a reading. I probably should have followed him, since I did want to hear him read, but I figured (wrongly) that the program guide would direct me to where I needed to go when I was feeling ready. But, no! Not only was Scott’s reading not in the program, I could not figure out what room he was in until I overheard someone saying that their reading was around the corner and down the hall near the Green Room. I managed to walk right in during Scott’s Q&A. I’d missed the reading! Curses!

I stayed in the room to listen to the next person (who, unlike Scott, was listed in the program,) Morgan Hazelwood. Morgan was the delightful moderator of our Romance in SF panel and it was fun to hear her read her work.

From there, I sat in the back to listen to the last half hour of “Religion in SF” which Naomi was on with our mutual friend Walter Hunt.

The funny thing about Capclave is that while it is much larger than Diversicon, on occasion, it felt much smaller. Naomi and I discussed this later and we decided that possibly this sense came from the fact that in addition to a three track (four or five if you count the two rooms devoted to author’s readings) there was a gaming room and a dealer’s room. This ended up spreading out the hundred plus members quite a bit. I counted. There were fifteen people listening to a six person panel. So, the energy of the convention was always sort of low.

I have now, of course, been struck with fear that John and I have over-programmed Gaylaxicon. I guess we’ll see how it plays out!

After the religion panel, Naomi had another panel in the same room, which was “Genre Fiction versus Lit Fic.” Despite having even fewer people in the audience, the panel was lively. I think because we all get kind of worked up about mainstream literature and who gets to cross over to it and who doesn’t. (Or we get worked up because we never want to and we have FEELINGS about lit fic.) It was a good mix of panelists, too--some from the “I don’t even like the term speculative fic because it’s too fancy” camp to the PhD and MFA student. It was a great way to end the con, as far as I was concerned.

Afterwards, Naomi did some last minute hanging out with folks and I headed upstairs to prep for adventure, by which I mean snoozling.

At some point around 3 pm, we headed to DC.

I have been desperately trying to replenish my stationary stock and so we got a hot tip from a native that we should check out Jenni Bick in Dupont Circle. The red line, which our hotel is on, goes direct to Dupont Circle and add to that Naomi had a restaurant she wanted to revisit from a previous trip to DC, City Lights of China, that was nearby. So off we went.

I am a huge fan of public transportation. I find the DC metro system to be fantastic in this regard. Plus, their day passes include buses. Rockford/our hotel is, during rush hour, about a half hour from DC. I don’t know why, but that time goes faster on trains.

Jenni Bick was, alas, a bust. Americans do not understand stationary any more. (We did? In the 1970s and even into the 80s you could find huge pads of stationary at all sorts of stores.) Nowadays, we seem to that think ten sheets and ten envelopes for $30 is a great deal. Y’all, ten sheets is two letters--or, on a good day, ONE. I want a packet of 30 super-thin sheets with weird cartoon people on it for $10 to $20, what is wrong with you all???

Sigh.

It was a delightfully pretty shop and I am proud of myself for not buying all the postcards they had in the window.

From there, we stopped at a great comic book shop called Fantom Comics. This was possibly the first comicbook shop I have ever been to where all the graphic novels were organized by subject, like “action/adventure,” “horror,” “romance,” etc., and MANGA WAS MIXED IN. There was no separate manga section! It was kind of nice, actually? It felt weirdly less stigmatizing. I didn’t buy anything, but I took a lot of pictures of titles I want to look up.

Their unisex bathroom had the best art!

bathroom art at fantom
Image: bathroom art at Fantom

We ended up taking a bus to where Naomi’s restaurant was--only to discover it was now only a takeout window. Alas! Luckily, it was on a strip of a ton of restaurants and we were able to find a lovely ramen place just up the street.

Then, because we wanted to see some of the monuments lit up at night, we hopped another bus for a quick jaunt and then wandered towards the Lincoln memorial. What was striking was, in fact, the number of National Guard everwhere. I knew they’d be there thanks to the news, etc., but yet somehow I forgot? Someone at the con said that the Guard tend to hang out in large clots at the subway stations and wander the Smithsonian Mall area, and that did, in fact, seem to be true. Naomi was curious and so asked some of the Guard that we ran into where they were originally from and they were all from West Virginia. (Which kind of explained HOW WHITE they all were. Like, the reason we started asking was because they were noticeably missing PoCs.)

Anyway, the walk around the monuments was a bit of a hike.

There was a sign I pointed out to Naomi which read “The Mall is big! Think about renting a bike!” Because, yes. I forgot how much walking a person ends up doing in DC. My feet were a bit sore at the end of the day. Hopefully, I’ll be up for all we have planned for tomorrow which, at the moment, includes checking out the fish market, the Black History museum (Smithsonian) and/or maybe the Postal Museum. I intentionally did not plan a lot for us because frankly, even though both Naomi and I have been to DC and the Smithsonian Mall before… there’s just no way to ever see it all I suspect, unless you live here.

Okay! Off for more adventure!

A Reminder re: Hey!Cafe

22 Sep 2025 09:41
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I'm maintaining an account on that Penticton, BC-based social media service, partly as a fallback measure in case I lose access to Mastodon, Bluesky and Twitter-as-was, and partly as a means of supporting made-in-Canada social media. You can find my account here:

https://hey.cafe/@dewline

Yes, I expect to set up something with Gander as well, for similar reasons.

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