a brief list of people I talked to during my vacation, incomplete:
the woman who kindly escorted us to her favorite pubs in Dublin. I'd guess she was in her late fifties/early sixties, and she was very kind about squiring several jetlagged/semi-drunk tourists to her favorite bars. She talked about her daughter and her holidays and kindly left us to soak in the beer, atmosphere, and local music, before floating back to the hotel on a cushion of sleep deprivation and alcohol.
the tour guide who took us through Cork to Killarney, who was extremely chatty---but it was invaluable local color, in my opinion, since I think it's rare to find someone so willing to talk about their childhood with complete strangers. She told us about how her mother would send them out to pick blackberries for jam, the weekly washings, the annual Medicine Taking in the spring (it was horrible and completely useless, according to her), and how her father would load up their milk to head to the processing shed and collect town gossip there. Apparently, there was a Traveler family that used to park their wagons in her family's yard, and the family would share leftovers, help the Traveler's daughter to school in exchange; she remembers when the daughter died, and then there were no more visits.
the other tour guide, who was very polished and professional---he had lots to say about the extant education and healthcare systems, as much as history, and only teased me a little bit for mispronouncing "cairns." He ruefully admitted he hadn't understood Banshees of Inisherin, even when I mentioned it had inspired my trip to Inis Mor. (I was quietly in love with him.)
the staff at [redacted] in Galway, which is where I and my family hung out after our long days ended. I loved their bartenders specifically, the cheerful woman who kept (not so subtly, but amusingly) needling us to buy more, and joking with us; the uni student who wanted to know what "Notre Dame" was and told us she was studying education; the man with the thick Russian accent who went into detail about the Prigo/zhin crash and why it had occurred; the young man who talked about the bars in Dublin, and how he'd just returned from because he'd forgotten his ID at one of its best ones.
the fellow traveler, who I also sat with at that bar---he was only there to pick up his wife for a mini-vacation, but he was charming and I loved listening to him talk about Dublin, about what he remembered as the best spots, comparing notes with the bartender to see whether certain bars were still "cool" or if that was 10 years in the past.
the owner---as I later found out---of The Bar on Inish Mor, who is competent and capable as any manager I've ever had. When I first saw her she was pulling pints behind the bar; only after an hour or two of observation did one of the underlings mention that, oh no, she wasn't just a manager, she was the owner. But of course anyone quietly instructing staff to clear tables or wash dishes, making sure that food arrived on time, and exchanging charming banter with customers, has to be the owner. I don't know her name, but I admire her intensely.
(sidenote, the guy who wiped out on the biking path, who rose up laughing at himself, and his friends who gathered around him taking the absolute piss out of their mate even as they catalogued his injuries---I love all of them.)
the staff at the Little Museum of Dublin, one of whom asked if I was a history student (I'm not, but was charmed) and then talked about the creeping horror of bog bodies and the museum's planned expansion until they had other duties to attend to.
the curators at St. Auoden's, who talked to me about the function of the church, its graves, and also discovering headless bodies beside the churchyard.
that curator at Marsh's Library, who gamely entertained all my questions about Latinate titles and preserved skulls. I still need to know more about the Irish book of prophecy prohibited by the Vatican but benignly ignored by the Dublin clergy; I guess I'll email them directly.
the woman I helped across the street in Dublin. She had vertigo, and was not confident she could make it by herself. A lovely woman, with sere white hair and blue eyes, and she thanked me so profusely afterwards. I hope she's having a good day.
the kindly night manager of the hotel, who asked whether I was okay when I showed up at 3am in the hotel lobby. (My bus to the airport left at 4am.) He told me about his family and the rhythms of the job; I told him about Chicago/what I'd seen in Ireland so far.
Obviously there was a lot of notable history and peerless attractions, but there's something about the people you meet on vacation that's just....well, it's like lightning, in that it doesn't strike twice and it fills you with awe every time.
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This weird thing has been happening for a while where despite playing 7th Dragon III two times this year, a small part of me always pipes up every now and then like "you should totally play through it again!!"
Why? Beats the hell outta me. Maybe it's just because it's a really easy game to break over your knee (not to spoil anything but what if I told you that once upon a time I kept the final boss asleep for the entire final phase)?? Whatever the reason, the game's been living rent free in my head for almost 1 year
I'm just saying, if my SMT: Strange Journey playthrough is ever put on hold and I start playing 7D3 instead, please know that it happened against my will
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I must say, it's pretty poetic that I've gotten to season 6 of Vampire Diaries right before another solar eclipse happens in America. I certainly didn't plan it, but it does feel like my timing is very appropriate with this one. I do have questions about the accuracy of the eclipse portrayal in the show, though. I mean, a solar eclipse did in fact happen on May 10, 1994, and it was visible across much of the country, so that much is accurate. But I don't think Mystic Falls would've had quite as good of a view as they show it having. For reference, here's a map of the May 1994 eclipse path (credit: timeanddate.com):
And, if you'll remember, Mystic Falls is like two hours from my old hometown just a stone's throw north of Lynchburg, Virginia, as seen on the locator spell map (this one's all over tumblr, forgive me for not remembering what blog I grabbed it from):
So if you zoom in on the timeanddate map and pick somewhere closeish to there:
It looks like Mystic Falls would be getting a little over 77% coverage or so. It's also worth noting that the '94 eclipse was an annular eclipse, not a total eclipse like tomorrow's eclipse. That still means that the moon went directly in front of the sun, but it does mean that it was small enough/far enough from earth that you didn't quite get full coverage of the sun (thanks to weather.gov for the nifty graphic):
So, I'm not positive whether it would've looked quite as dark as was shown in the show:
Although, I must admit, in this video I found on youtube of the '94 eclipse, (part of me is shocked to find footage from then but I know I shouldn't be like yes they had cameras in the 90s) it actually looks more similar than I expected it to look, but I imagine it was most likely filmed within the path of totality:
But also, when Kai takes Bonnie to Portland, don't they see the eclipse again there? I couldn't find that clip on youtube just now, but Portland barely had any eclipse--only 42-43% coverage, so it would've been way milder of a visual effect, barely any dimming in the sky noticeable without eclipse glasses.
The funny thing is, the area where I live is going to be sitting right around 80% coverage tomorrow. I was lucky enough to get to travel to Missouri for the 2017 eclipse to get into the path of totality, but I'm afraid that it hasn't worked out for me to do so this year, which is immensely disappointing to me as an astronomy enjoyer, but I do still plan to go to an eclipse party and I'm going to start saving to try and get to Spain for the next total eclipse in 2026, which is going to be right around my 30th birthday (screaming). Anyways, it isn't great, but here's my best picture from the '17 eclipse:
I didn't even have a smartphone yet then, because despite it being 2017, I was somewhat of a luddite, so I had the purple flip phone I so stubbornly clung to and a point-and-click Nikon, but I still think this picture is pretty cool for what it is. Here's the zoom in so you can really see that ring of fire (and my shaking hands doubling the image):
Obviously you can find thousands of better eclipse pictures online, but that one's still special to me because it's mine. Anyways, I'll report back with smart phone pictures from whatever I see of the 80% total eclipse tomorrow to compare and contrast with Mystic Falls's 70% annular eclipse of the 90s, because from what I've heard it's going to be much less impressive than full totality was, but I've yet to watch a partial solar eclipse, so I'll just have to find out. Also, if you happen to have any vampiric loved ones trapped in a magical prison dimension who you need help freeing during the eclipse tomorrow, let me know and I'll see what I can do! ;) Hahaha. Anyways, happy eclipse everyone, and may we all possess sufficient self restraint to avoid eye damage (says the woman who has looked at the sun unprotected so many times and is probably going to go blind because of it some day. I know what I've done lol. Don't be me.)
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Am I the only one who doesn't really like consuming relatable media?
Like, if I'm reading/playing/watching something and the characters have similar problems as me? similar homelife? similar prominent personality traits?
nah, fam. Instant turn-off.
I come here to have fun and project myself onto characters doing cool shit/who are just being happy
I don't wanna have to think about my own life
and I don't always mean that in a negative way, I just want to put myself in the shoes of someone experiencing something new and awesome
give me some high-fantasy adventure, an overpowered main character, an epic sci-fi tale, even some fellas just being gay and enjoying their lives
escapism is the lifeblood of the soul babes
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absolutely wrathful listening to old locked on sharks episodes with cuda guys and prospects (jd call me i can teach you how to ask follow up questions that aren't leading) tonight, but i am collecting important cuda facts. here is nick cicek, jasper weatherby and brandon coe
nick cicek:
monologued at length about how great gannon laroque is p(me, googling "who the fuck is gannon laroque" only to find out he is a prospie who played with the cuda for five seconds last year, now down the whl again)
volunteered the information that he lived with reedy, merkley, and gallant last year and they made him buy dinner when he signed "and the boys went on a bit of a trip to mexico at the end of the year" to celebrate his nhl contract
nap before a game - yes. coffee before a game - yes. socks in skates - yes
basically said so much nice stuff about fellow prospects and was so generous about them. that's my former whl captain/briefly an ahl alternate!!!
jasper weatherby:
when given the opportunity to say LITERALLY ANYTHING he will acknowledge that june is pride month and talk about how happy he is to see nhl and junior clubs celebrating ("a big thing on my mind is that it's pride month." weatherby loves the gays and the gays love weatherby!)
brandon coe
[on The Ikea Trip] "i just thought how can i bond kinda with this guy, make him feel a little closer to home, he's eighteen years old across the other side of the country, you know if i can pick him up and santeri hatakka as well, pick him up, take him to ikea, show him around san jose." they're never escaping it
says he sticks to a routine and is structured about his game day which is thrilling insight that he is a superstitious headcase
jd didn't ask him about coffee and naps :/ but he does wear socks with his skates
i will give it to jd, starting off an interview with "your coach says you don't know how good you could be. thoughts?" is incredible and really got coesy talking
talking about "the glitch" and hoping the goalies aren't listening...brandon there were six of them at dev camp don't be rude...
said that ozzy might be his roommate this year 👀 jd follow up please
said he's not superstitious, he just puts on all his gear left side first
on california hockey: "nothing cooler than showing up to hockey in shorts"
nap before a game - yes. coffee before a game - no. socks with skates - yes
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