dorchadas: (Judaism Nes Gadol Haya Sham)
I refuse to spell it "Xanuqa" even though that was the second-most-popular spelling at my party.

ExpandEight crazy nights )

Tonight I'm going over to [facebook.com profile] koppel's place to watch Zardoz, which I introduced to him at the quiet hangout I went to on the 25th, and which fired him up to get people together to watch it. It seems like a great way to usher out the old decade, with a bunch of ridiculous 70s imagery to purge all the venomous nonsense from the last year. And there was so much venom, but I feel like all the candle-lighting I've done lately has helped.

The year and the decade are almost gone. Let them go.
"Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die."
- Alfred Tennyson, Ring Out, Wild Bells

The Ninth of Av

2019-Aug-11, Sunday 20:09
dorchadas: (Judaism Yahrzeit Candle)
Past sunset was the end of the Tisha B'Av, so now I'm back to the internet.
Life is short, though I keep this from my children.
Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine
in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways,
a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways
I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least
fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative
estimate, though I keep this from my children.
For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird.
For every loved child, a child broken, bagged,
sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world
is at least half terrible, and for every kind
stranger, there is one who would break you,
though I keep this from my children. I am trying
to sell them the world. Any decent realtor,
walking you through a real shithole, chirps on
about good bones: This place could be beautiful,
right? You could make this place beautiful.
-Maggie Smith, Good Bones
That was a poem that we read last night, when I went to Mishkan's Erev Tisha B'Av event. We ate and chatted a bit before sundown, since it was still Shabbat--the ninth of Av was actually Saturday, but Shabbat postponed the holiday one day--and then prayed Ma'ariv and lit the candle for havdalah. Only the candle, so as not to break the fast by drinking wine or take joy from smelling the spices. And then, we went into a separate room and listened to Eicha being read, by candlelight, with candles we had lit from the havdalah candle.

There were tissues around, and I saw a few people crying, but I was not one of them. Even though this year I've taken the fast further than I have in the past few years.

I wrote in my Tisha B'Av post from two years ago about a modern rabbinic opinion I found that suggested fasting from sunset until noon, to mourn the destruction of the Temple (both times), the scattering of the Diaspora, and all the other tragedies that have befallen us through the ages, and then breaking the fast at noon to celebrate the diversity that the Diaspora brought to the Children of Israel and how Jewish life flourished even in the midst of tragedy. And that's what I've done in years past. But I feel like since the last Tisha B'Av, there's been so much tragedy both for me and for the world that I couldn't do that with a clear conscience, so I fasted for the whole time.

Some people from Mishkan and other organizations went down to an immigrant detention center in Kankakee to hold a vigil, joined by organizations across the US. I wonder now if I should have joined them instead of sitting at home all day, and if it would have been more meaningful. But, I can't change even the recent past.
If I forget you, Jerusalem,
may my right hand forget its skill.
May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth
if I do not remember you,
if I do not consider Jerusalem
my highest joy.
-Psalm 137:5-6
I hope you all had a good weekend!

Reiwat?

2019-Apr-02, Tuesday 09:07
dorchadas: (Eight Million Gods)
So, the new era is 令和 reiwa, drawn from a poem from the Man'yōshū, the oldest collection of Japanese poetry, which reads:
初春の月にして、気淑く風らぎ、梅は鏡前の粉を披、蘭は珮後の香を薫らす
Or, in English
In the auspicious beginning of spring, the weather is fine, the wind's harshness softens, the plum blossoms open like powder before a mirror, and the orchids smell like sweet perfume.
So, the official meaning is "auspicious harmony," though there's a twitter thread here about the other possible meanings. I immediately thought "commanded to peace?" when I saw it, but "order and harmony," or "ordered Japan," and various other more nationalist meanings are also possible. It's a non-standard reading and it's not directly drawn from Chinese classics--the two characters aren't even next to each other in the poem--so it's very odd.

But, this post is about other possible era names that are also pronounced "Reiwa"!
  • 零羽, "No wings."
  • 涙窪, "Depressed."
  • 礼萵, "Thanks for the salad."
  • 冷話, "Cool story, bro."
  • 鈴夥, "Gigantic bell."
  • 励和, "Cheering for Japan."
  • 齢和, "Aging Japan."
  • 戻窊, "Back to the pit."
  • 驪蛙, "Black horse-frog."
  • 欐窳, "Cracked beam."
  • 霝龢, "Peaceful rain."
  • 沴和, "Utter chaos."
  • 唳際, "Time of the cicada's cries," or poetically, "Summertime."
  • 迣我, "Leapfrog."
  • 昤倭, "A new dawn for Yamato."
  • 霊蜡, "Ectoplasm."
  • 麗婐, "Beautiful maid."
  • 霊哇, "Disembodied children's laughter."
  • 冷窪, "Ice cave."
Perhaps one of those will suit the coming era better. Emoji Sad pikachu flag
dorchadas: (Death Goth)
One benefit of the work they did on our furnace back when it broke over the winter is that it seems to have a helped fix the aircon as well. It always used to struggle to get below 26°C or so no matter what I set it to, but it's 31° outside right now and it's 24°C indoors now. Pleasantly cool. Which is good, considering it's supposed to get up to 33°C tomorrow and there's an excessive heat warning through Monday night. Emoji Sweatdrop

Still wearing all black and long pants, though. Fashion matters.

Last night I went out to [profile] pinandstutter's birthday party at Burger Bar and later at an actual bar. The bar had one (1) kind of sake on the menu and it was nigorizake, but being hyperconcious of money, I didn't get anything (and I had already gotten a delicious milkshake, so I was pretty full). I spent a chunk of the night comparing notes with [twitter.com profile] liszante about our respective times in Japan. They overlapped slightly, though I was in Hiroshima and she was in Hokkaidō, and we even both spent time in Tokyo in consecutive years (her in 2008, me in 2009), at the two temples mentioned in the famous poem by Bashō:
花の雲
鐘は上野のか
浅草か

A cloud of blossoms
The bells, are they in Ueno?
Or Asakusa?
She went to Asakusa and we went to Ueno. I thought I had an old blog post about it, but that was the year I worked at Suzugamine and working a full week plus Saturdays with a two-hour commute each way left me barely enough time to do anything. There was one teacher who lived in the apartments right next to the school and I was incredibly envious.

I've been trying to be less rigid about exercise lately. I used to make absolutely sure that I got 10,000 steps a day, no matter what. This works fine on weekdays when I can take the L to work and walk on my lunch break, but it's harder on weekends, especially if I want to get anything else done. Right now, I'm taking Saturdays off from trying to hit 10K and still exercising on Sundays. Maybe I'll leave Sundays by the wayside at some point too, I don't know. I still feel healthy enough.

Writing 10K repeatedly there got me curious about whether 10K Commotion is still online, and it is! I haven't played DDR in half a decade and now live on the second floor, but if I ever get a first-floor apartment or a house, I still have Stepmania and my PS2/USB adapter...

Maybe I should reread that webcomic, too. I'm kind of amazed it's still online--early 2000s is roughly 2000 years ago in internet years and so much from back then is gone.

Alright, out into the furnace and off to a party. Like Arrakis, G-d created Chicago summer to train the faithful.
dorchadas: (Autumn Leaves Tunnel)
Spare me from management's idiotic initiatives.

The temperature has finally dropped. There's a chill in the air when I leave for work in the morning, and the leaves are starting to change. The week before last it was still up to 30°C, so I'm really glad fall has arrived. And I found a relevant fall icon that combines the colors of leaves with the spookiness that everyone associates with October. All I can think of when looking that are the warnings not to come on the fair folk in their revels. It's the perfect mix.

I found an autumn poem by Ueda Chōshū too in an article about haiku linked by a friend:
砕けても
砕けてもあり
水の月
-上田聴秋
And my translation:
Though broken
And broken again by water still
The moon is there
The moon is an autumn seasonal reference (季語, kigo) for haiku. Maybe the waxing and waning symbolizes the dying of the year?

Stardew Valley is out on Switch, and while I'm not getting it there because I don't care that much about portability--usually when I'm out somewhere, I'm reading Twitter on my phone or checking my various RSS feeds rather than using that time to play games--but it has gotten me back into it on PC. I have the forest farm layout, so most of it is given over to grass for animals and fruit trees. I turn fruit into wine and jam, milk cows and make cheese, pick up eggs and make mayonnaise, and sell all the products. It's the perfect small-batch artisanal craftsmanship simulator with none of the actual hard work of craftsmanship. And living in the countryside with none of the backbiting cliquery or viciousness. Emoji Smiling sweatdrop

There was a post in that Japanese woman's blog I found about the countryside, since her German in-laws live in a small town where they grow grapes in the backyard. It ends with:
田舎って退屈で不便と思う人もいるかもしれませんが、私は充実した時間がゆったり流れている気がして好きなんです

"There might be people who think the countryside is boring or inconvenient, but the time is fulfilling and I like how it seems to flows in a relaxed way."
When I was in high school I just wanted to move to the big city, which is part of why I wanted to go to Penn. And now I live in Chicago, and really like it. But living in Chiyoda taught me the good parts about small towns in the country, and sometimes I miss the songs of the frogs and long walks through the fields.
dorchadas: (Zombies together!)
As I wrote about last year, [livejournal.com profile] softlykarou and I usually don't do much for Valentine's Day. This year we went out to Uncommon Ground because it's a good restaurant and because they have a special set menu so going out to eat provides something different than the norm. But other than that, she makes me something chocolate, as is traditional. This year it was a flourless chocolate cake. Or pie? Well, you decide:


Trick question!

And it was great! We chopped off pieces, heated it up a bit, and put vanilla ice cream over the top. And that plus dinner--pepper and tomato bisque, short ribs and root vegetable polenta, and cherry crème brûlée--means that I'm currently stuffed. It's a good thing that [livejournal.com profile] softlykarou has tomorrow off and has graciously agreed to do the cleaning then. The rest of the night is just X-Files and chill.

I also wrote a bunch of silly Valentine's Day poems, which I'm collecting here for posterity: ExpandRead more... )
dorchadas: (JCDenton)
Some of these will be pretty similar to [personal profile] schoolpsychnerd's list, but you know, we're married. It kind of makes sense.

In no particular order:

  • Family Vacations!: We took two trips last year that I've been wanting to take for a while--one to Oregon, where I've spent over a year of my life when you count all the summer trips I took as a child, and to Philadelphia, where I lived when I was at university. Both of those were obviously huge parts of my life, and I'm really happy that I got the chance to share them with [personal profile] schoolpsychnerd. Now, maybe it's her turn. I hear she really likes New Orleans...

  • Fifty Weeks, Fifty Curries: We did it. It was more like 60 weeks, counting the time that we had to take off and the few extra curries we threw in, which meant that it wasn't 50 curries either, but I was amazed by the response I got to my writing. Many people telling me that they looked forward to it every week, inviting themselves to dinner (jokingly or otherwise) and asking [personal profile] schoolpsychnerd to make a particular food, asking what the next food project was going to be... It was really surprising for me, since I never realize how many people read my writing. Maybe we will do another food project! Any suggestions?

  • We Went to Alinea: That was something we were planning to do for years, but we never really made the time until a friend suggested it and we took her up on the offer. It lived up to the hype. If you can find a reason, go.

  • Japanese Lessons: This is something I've been putting off for the longest time, for financial reasons and because I was nervous about the process of learning. But I finally bit the bullet, started going to classes, and I think it's helped a lot. I can get practice reading anywhere on the internet, I can practice listening by watching anime or JDramas, but I can't practice speaking without a speaking partner. This was gearing up to the trip we're planning to take in 2016, but I think I'll keep going after that. I will be able to speak conversational Japanese by the time I die.

  • Warlords of the Mushroom Kingdom: I worked on this, on and off, for about two years, from the initial idea to statting things up in Novus to switching to Exalted to really nailing everything down, and in 2015 I started running a brief test game to see if it all works. And it does! I have a bit of a difficult time balancing combat encounters, but my contention that mortal- or god-blooded level Exalted produces a fun game has some support now. My players actually asked for another game after the current one finishes, so I'll be running a longer game with different characters in the future. They may yet trample the jeweled thrones of Agarica under their sandaled feet!

  • Saving Money: I did it! I had a goal of every month, putting some money into savings, some money into investments, and some money into our retirement accounts, and I managed to do that every single month in 2015. Sometimes I couldn't put in as much as I wanted in one of those categories, but I'd always make up for it in subsequent months.

  • Writing: Throughout 2015, I wrote a review of every book I read and video game I beat, I kept up Fifty Weeks, Fifty Curries, developed Warlords of the Mushroom Kingdom into something workable and functional as a game, and wrote a bunch of other blog posts as well. Even though I didn't work more on The Lamplighters Guild, I still did a lot of writing work.

  • Fashion: I finally realized that maybe I should get rid of some of those old clothes and that, now that we have money, I can afford to dress the way that I've always wanted to rather than wearing clothes forever until they fall apart. Thanks to PlastikWrap, Demobaza, Zolnar, H2H, and a couple other places I can't remember. Sadly, trawling thrift shops is usually not that helpful for me--it's hard enough for me to find clothes from clothes shops. I wrote more about this here.


Traditionally, I post the lyrics to "Long December" on New Year's to express my hope for a good new year, but this year I have something a bit different. While looking around for something for a friend's birthday, I found a poem from the 小倉百人一首 that I think fits pretty well:
ながらへば
またこの頃や
しのばれむ
憂しと見し世ぞ
今は恋しき
And here's my translation of it:
If I should live long
will these days again
Be brought to mind?
That world that I grieved to see,
Now, it is dear to me
明けましておめでとう!今年もよろしく!

Happy New Year, everyone.

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