#dubious is dubious

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today is finally close enough to christmas for me to admit that literally THIS YEAR I realized the Christmas carol actually starts "Good King Wenceslas looked out/On the Feast of Stephen" I spent almost my entire life hearing it as “Good King Wence LAST looked out” and so I thought the whole rest of the song was a tragedy about his doomed quest to do a good deed, and his speech to his page was just a vain attempt to give the kid hope, before they both froze to death???

am i alone here

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Just had a dream that I was about to leave on a big trip.

But when I got to the airport, it turned out that my baggage was already too heavy, and so I’d have to unload some stuff before they let me on the plane.

BOY, I sure am glad that I don’t put much stock in dream symbolism, because that would be WAY too on-the-nose.

[troublesmysight]

As some of you may know, my sister is the human behind the Tumblr-entity of dubiousculturalartifact. She gets into polite arguments with actors (oh and also the showrunner of OUAT) who make thoughtless and deeply problematic comments, is a voice for autism awareness and queer representation in media, squees loudly about Supernatural, and has won a cosplay contest at a con as the one character on television who she feels truly represents her. In order for her to feel comfortable expressing herself freely on teh interwebz, I do not follow her. She tells me about some of her successes and setbacks, and I nod and smile vaguely when she goes off about characters and plots I remain otherwise ignorant of. Sometimes I see things from her that her friends and followers reblog. Sometimes I don't even realize it's her. I carry on with my tiny Internet presence, reblogging fandom, history, and social justice stuff. Now Tumblr has decided there's this blog I would really like. This is the second time in a week I've scrolled past "Here's a Blog:", and been met with macaw feathers. I don't want to click the X yet because I'm interested to see how thoroughly Tumblr thinks we should be friends...don't worry sestra I didn't even really look at the second one except to note it was one about that Jody Mills ship you like (see I listen to you sometimes).

[troublesmysight]

Young Wizards Fandom, what hast thou wrought?

I come home from my governess job, which today was more like supervising a little boy's Marvel and DC verse education via his Ipad (while I write an essay on the Anglican Reformation and prep for the oral history seminar tomorrow), to find the laundry room in a baffling configuration. The wooden rack, turned on its side. The detergents and bleach, moved mysteriously from the dryer's top to the washer's.  Later, I scroll through my feed and pass a several-times reblogged YW post of someone nominated to cosplay Sker'ret (for those of you who don't know he's a large sentient centipede who hangs out on a rack-style chair while he acts as crossing-guard for gazillions of intergalactic travellers). I'm not really paying attention to URLs, but I pause to note the OP is pulling it off. Even later, my sister gets home from class and tells me about the fandom's benevolent dogpile of cosplay requests, and the penny drops. "It was YOU!"