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streetpass mii plaza has some of the most underappreciated npc character designs
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Cynthia Cruz Diagnosis // David Foster Wallace // Olivia Rodrigo lacy // pinterest // Jamie Varon Does The Universe Fight For Souls To Be Together? // Ethel Cain Inbred // Chen Chen Popular Street // Meggie C. Royer Tragedies // Olivia Rodrigo making the bed // @ely-n // Mary Oliver "The Return," What Do We Know: Poems and Prose Poems // Meg Day "There's Snow in the West," Last Psalm at Sea Level
#on loneliness#on sadness#tw vent#poetry compilation#web weave#cynthia cruz#diagnosis#david foster wallace#olivia rodrigo#lacy#jamie varon#does the universe fight for souls to be together?#ethel cain#inbred#chen chen#popular street#meggie c royer#tragedies#making the bed#mary oliver#mag day#last psalm at sea level#poetry#poem#spilled poetry#writing#dark academia poetry#dark academia#spilled thoughts#words
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So there was a point in my work life when Ron Mael was my mortal enemy archnemesis. True story.
I used to work at a famous arthouse theater in West LA from about 2002 until ‘08-’09, when I moved up at another theater in the chain. Even then I was often called in to pinch-hit when the famous place was expecting a film to be busy or if they needed someone between new hires. (I left the company in 2015.)
One of the downsides to working there was that parking was pretty terrible. The theater itself was built in the 1920s, and the street to the east of it was almost all apartments. Most of those were built from the ‘40s up until the ‘60s, so they were largely street parking only. Not to mention the fact that the street on the west side of the theater was getting busier-- hipster boutiques and Pan-Asian eateries had started popping up a few blocks down the road from us. (IYKYK.)
So the employees of the theater, the video store, and the less-hip restaurants next to the main drag all had to compete with customers of said businesses —as well as those of the used bookstore— for the handful of double-stacked spaces in the back alley. The best space was the fairly generous single spot by the dumpster. You weren’t gonna get towed because you blocked someone in, or get blocked in yourself, or risk your car’s bumper by parking in the other, shorter single space by the freeway on-ramp; you could simply just park your car and forget about it until your shift was over- no need to play musical chairs. And if your shift ended after midnight and you had the day’s cash earnings stuffed in your jacket to deposit at the bank, the closeness of the spot was optimal.
That is all to say that the dumpster spot was hot property.
Cue the Black Volkswagen Thing.
(I marked The Thing even then because a member of the theater’s Rocky Horror cast also owned a Volkswagen Thing, though his was white. I thought it funny that two of the same rare car* should converge in this one place, often on the same day.)
The Thing did not belong to the theater staff. It did not belong to the video store staff. (I asked.) It did not belong to the staff of the used bookstore, who had three dedicated spots and never had enough customers to need more than two employees at a time**. (It might have belonged to one of the restaurants, but we hadn’t the Spanish nor Arabic skills to ask.) Nevertheless, The Thing was parked in the dumpster spot at some point during almost every weekend, and it would be there at the worst possible time.
It seemed that I could rarely beat The Thing to the coveted space no matter how early I got there. Maybe if I showed up before 4. But very often between 4:30 and 5:55, The Thing was there. Sometimes I stuck my head out the back door during a shift to see if the space was free. If it wasn’t, it was because a car had parked there after The Thing had left. And sometimes The Thing had the audacity to take up the other single spot to the same result. It seemed The Thing existed entirely to spot-block me.
Then one day, while I was attempting to park, I saw a man coming from the bookstore towards the lot. It was Boss Accountant.
Boss Accountant was a lithe man with a stern face and plastered hair that was too black for his age; he usually dressed in a crisp white shirt and tie with proper trousers, and seemed like he was on his lunch break from an accounting firm despite it being the weekend. He looked like the boss battle in a video game where you had to fight your way through an office building; the final accountant you had to beat to level up. I had seen him at the bookstore more than once.
I put my car into park —hazard lights on— waiting to see which spot would be freed up.
Boss Accountant was approaching The Thing.
A customer! It was a customer that had been spot-blocking me! Not even one of my fellow workers there for a six-hour haul, but someone there for a capricious ninety minutes at best. And a customer of the stuffy bookstore to boot. Clearly not deserving of the coveted spot.
I glared at him beneath my sunglasses while he took his sweet time getting there. I tried not to begrudge the old man, BUT…!
My fingers drummed irritably against the steering wheel. This fucker. I inched slightly closer as he got in the car. The spot was MINE gatdammit and no one else was gonna come along and take it.
Finally, after an irritably long time (and probably him figuring out that I wasn’t a crazed fan trying to box him in but someone gunning for the coveted parking space) the backup lights came on. I reversed. He pulled out and drove away. I pulled in, triumphant. Spot-blocked no more! At least, not on that day. In my own mind, I had tangled with The Thing and won. (I was like 23 and undiagnosed, bruh- go easy on me here.)
Then one day the dumpster spot got painted off as disabled parking, and the dumpsters were moved to the other single spot, leaving us all to fend for ourselves in the double-stack and on the street.
I’m unsure what year this all took place, and I didn’t know (at the time) what had become of Boss Accountant and The Thing, since I saw less of them after that. Thinking back, it was probably promo and touring for Hello Young Lovers or 21x21/Exotic Creatures... that took him/it away. My moving to the other theater made the point moot anyway. (It’s definitely moot now as the bookstore was razed for a new-build apartment sometime in 2016. The new building does not have its own parking garage.)
However, enough time had passed that I didn’t recognize Boss Accountant when he bought a ticket for The Umbrellas of Cherbourg during a slow weekend matinee in 2014. Pleasant demeanor. Polite smile. Crisp shirt, too-black plastered hair. Didn’t order concessions, didn’t dwell in the lobby but went right into the theater.
The old man was surely out of earshot when my manager looked over at me. “Do you have any idea who that was?”
“No.”
“That was Ron Mael from Sparks.”
“Who?”
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Thank goodness I watched The Sparks Brothers at home on Netflix, cuz when I saw that car I about lost my gatdamn mind.
*J, the Rocky Horror guy, told me they were rare. Looking up info now, I see that less than 30k of them were made for the North American market, and they were only sold in the US from 1973-74. A 2017 report from an informal registry of Thing owners estimates around 5k of them still exist today in the entire US. Weird, right?
**The bookstore itself was highly curated and had the mid-century Spartan sparseness of a Bell Telephone Laboratories office. I didn’t care for it much; it was too hoity-toity and tended to eschew paperbacks even of Very Good Books for rare or collectible hardcovers. It wasn’t particularly welcoming, and didn’t even really have much of an Old Book Smell. But in the days before The Pocket Internet, employees were allowed to read while the film played, and sometimes you just needed a New And/Or Different Book.
#As a postscript:#the ‘So May We Start’ sequence of Annette was filmed across the street from the bank where we dropped off the night deposit.#Convergence!#Look at all these parentheses and footnotes#Eat your heart out David Foster Wallace#ron mael#sparks band#i'm a part time sparks blog now
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fantasies 🚢
#scott pilgrim takes off#scott pilgram fanart#spto#sp#wallace wells#todd ingram#wallace x todd#art#wolf of wall street#redraws#squire draws
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Letters to Half Moon Street by Sarah Wallace
Queer. Cozy. Comfort. Truly a book that puts the romance in romantasy. Reading this felt like sinking into a hot bubble bath. A wonderfully immersive experience with some delightful surprises.
For those who enjoy…
historical fantasy
queernormative worldbuilding
hurt/comfort
First in a series and I cannot wait to read the rest.
(Also, guess what? The ebook is permafree!)
#gay romance#historical romance#mm romance#mlm romance#queer romance#regency romance#historical fantasy#book review#romantasy#letters to half moon street#meddle and mend#sarah wallace
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[tw horror/spooky images lmao]
obsessed with the cutie patootie to terrifying rat transition my blorbos consistently have
like-
proud of you!! cannot understand why you felt the need to do that but go off i guess!!!
#CANNOT FOR THE LIFE OF ME FIGURE OUT HOW TO EDIT THE CUT#SORRYZ#a bit of a pattern with my blorbos#literally every single time#perhaps i should stop watching horror media#this would probably stop happening if i watched something normal-#fear street 1978#tommy slater#evil dead rise#bridget bixler#tusk movie#wallace bryton#jjk mahito#scary stories to tell in the dark#tommy milner#honorable mention: mika macklin + buddy fudgers#was gonna add them and their possession but ive been spamming the df tag so- 💀
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So I'm watching Street Dance of China season 3 (the one with Wang Yibo, because I may have a lil addiction, but also oh man I love Jackson Wang, Lay Zhang and Wallace Chung), all episodes are available subtitled on YouTube, and man oh man I am having the best fun. Between the exceptional dance performances and the electric, hilarious atmosphere between the four captains, this show is the highlight of the month, tbh.
#yibo ily but jackson is seriously hilarious and cute#street dance of china#street dance of china season 3#oh and lay is a puppy so adorable and wallace is just the confused cool uncle#i'm having fun#i love street dance#rapha rambles
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#wolf of wall street#scott pilgrim#todd ingram#wallace wells#everytime i think im done with this piece of fanart i get hit with another hilarious grab#squire shenanigans
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go play your video games
#aesthetic#vintage#2014 tumblr#lana del ray aesthetic#retro aesthetic#arcade#pulp fiction#mia wallace#quentin tarantino#street fighter#arcade aesthetic#grunge af#grunge aesthetic#tumblr girls
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Summoning Trouble Character Intros
Wallace Park
Age: 28
Occupation: Researcher and Receptionist (email and text only)
Specialty: Water magic
Wallace is the lead investigator for Thorn Street Investigations (it's not exciting, there are only three employees before the start of the story) and weeds out any cases that don't sound like their thing.
Wallace is half water elemental, which means he can't use traditional magic at all. Spells don't work for him, charms can only be used if someone else charges them, and he could draw a sigil but it would have no effect.
He's not a liability, he can control water like his mother, and he's very good at it. His hair is glowy, and it becomes brighter and m,ore volatile when using magic or upset (and he has slightly pointed ears!)
His specialty in college was magical theory, since at one point he thought that if he could understand the theory he could make magic work for him. He's made peace with the fact that he can't, but it's still interesting to him.
Other tidbits:
His family sucks
Like so bad
but he has a nice little found family
He's the owner of Thorn Street on paper
He can be very grumpy and takes a while to warm up to new people
Autistic
Ace
Nonbinary (but doesn't really understand gender at all so just doesn't care about pronouns)
wears glasses sometimes since he can't see a lot of magic otherwise
At one point David says calling him in is like "bringing a cannon to a knife fight"
Summoning Trouble WIP Intro
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between here and tennessee
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A woman buys food for the end of the Yom Kippur fast, September 15, 1937. This year, the fasting ends on the evening of October 5.
Photo: Bill Wallace for the NY Daily News via Getty Images
#New York#NYC#vintage New York#1930s#Bill Wallace#Yom Kippur#fasting#end of fast#street vendors#September 15#Sept. 15#October 5#Oct. 5#street scene#street market#street photography#Jewish holidays
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'Stache-Off!! Round 1
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The second episode of Right Here, Write Queer just dropped! You can listen in your favorite podcast app.
Today’s episode features Sarah Wallace, author of the Regency fantasy series Meddle & Mend and co-author of Breeze Spells & Bridegrooms. We discuss found family, co-writing, and queer happily-ever-afters with and without romance.
Our other episodes will introduce you to…
Noah Hawthorne (also writing as Aelina Isaacs), author of the fantasy series Take Me To Iverbourne and Adventures in Levena as well as the standalone novel The Rebel Foxes.
Luna Daye, author of the epic high fantasy series The Thoraius Saga and the romantasy series The Fated Fae.
Carolina Cruz, author of the horror romance Blood in the Water and the fantasy series The Creed of Gethin.
Sarah Whalen, author of the contemporary ace romance novel This Doesn’t Mean Anything.
RK Ashwick, fantasy author of the Lutesong series and the Side Quest Row series.
S. O. Callahan, author of the historical fantasy series Fella Enchanted and co-author of Breeze Spells & Bridegrooms.
Tess Carletta, cozy magical-realism author of Kit & Basie and its recently-released sequel, Patchwork.
and me, Sebastian Nothwell!
Our intro episodes will be rapid-releasing every Monday-Wednesday-Friday for the next three weeks, and our regular topic episodes will come out every week after that.
This project has been many months in the making and I’m so thrilled to finally be able to share it with you – thank you for listening!
#writeblr#historical romance#mm romance#romantasy#podcast#sarah wallace#breeze spells and bridegrooms#meddle and mend#letters to half moon street
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Daffodils of Dupont #toronto #wallaceemerson #dupontstreet #garden #spring #flowers #daffodils #yellow
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