#electric micro car

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Microlino Spiaggina concept, 2022. The micro EV maker has used the Paris Motor Show to revealed an open-roof version of their L6e light quadricycle. Featuring a two-tone canvas roof, the Spiaggina has a waterproof cabin with wood flooring. It was presented alongside an entry-level version of the Microlino 2.0, the Microlino Lite. Both concepts are said to be “close-to-production”

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Micro Car - Review, Features and Price

Although your eyes stop when you see strange vehicles on the roads, such vehicles have become a common thing in foreign countries. We have brought one such Micro Lini car for you, you will be shocked to know its features and price.

Microlino electric bubble car review

Actually, this is an electric micro car which is smaller than the Nano car in size. Micro Mobility Systems, an electronic car company in Switzerland, has made this unique car which has been given a different shape. On seeing this car, it seems as if a bike and a car have been combined. However, it has many features which we will discuss further in the blog.

Although it has not been seen on the roads yet, you can estimate its popularity from the fact that when it was in full-stage production, it had already got 30 thousand bookings. The company is manufacturing it in its plant located in Turin, Italy.

Read Full Blogs : Micro Car, Review, features and price

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Iconic Fiat Topolino Badge Makes a Comeback as EV

The iconic Fiat Topolino badge is making a comeback as a micro-electric vehicle (EV). The new Topolino will be based on the same platform as the Citroën Ami and Opel Rocks-e, and will be limited to a top speed of 45 mph and a range of up to 74 km. #fiat

The iconic Fiat Topolino badge is making a comeback as a micro-electric vehicle (EV). The new Topolino will be based on the same platform as the Citroën Ami and Opel Rocks-e, and will be limited to a top speed of 45 mph and a range of up to 74 km. The Topolino will be available in two trim levels: Pop and Lounge. The Pop trim comes standard with a 7-inch touchscreen infotainment system, a…

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The Best News of Last Week - June 20, 2023

🐕 - Meet Sheep Farm's Newest Employee: Collie Hired After Ejection from Car!

1. Border Collie ejected from car during Sunday crash found on sheep farm, herding sheep

Tilly, the 2-year-old Border Collie who was ejected from a car Sunday during a crash, has been found. He was found on a sheep farm, where he had apparently taken up the role of sheep herder. 

According to Tilly's owner, he has lost some weight since Sunday's crash and is now drinking lots of water but is otherwise healthy.

2. After 17-Year Absence, White Rhinos Return to the Democratic Republic of the Congo

The Democratic Republic of the Congo (DRC) recently welcomed the reintroduction of 16 southern white rhinoceroses to Garamba National Park, according to officials. The last wild northern white rhino was poached there in 2006.

The white rhinos were transported to Garamba, which lies in the northeastern part of the country, from a South African private reserve. In the late 19th century, the southern white rhino subspecies was believed to be extinct due to poaching until a population of fewer than 100 was discovered in South Africa in 1895, according to WWF.

3. UK to wipe women’s historic convictions for homosexuality

Women with convictions for some same-sex activity in the United Kingdom can apply for a pardon for the first time, the Home Office has announced.

The Home Office is widening its scheme to wipe historic convictions for homosexual activity more than a decade after the government allowed applications for same-sex activity offences to be disregarded.

It means anyone can apply for a pardon if they have been convicted or cautioned for any same-sex activity offences that have been repealed or abolished.

4. Study shows human tendency to help others is universal

A new study on the human capacity for cooperation suggests that, deep down, people of diverse cultures are more similar than you might expect. The study, published in Scientific Reports, shows that from the towns of England, Italy, Poland, and Russia to the villages of rural Ecuador, Ghana, Laos, and Aboriginal Australia, at the micro scale of our daily interaction, people everywhere tend to help others when needed.

5. In a First, Wind and Solar Generated More Power Than Coal in U.S.

Wind and solar generated more electricity than coal through May, an E&E News review of federal data shows, marking the first time renewables have outpaced the former king of American power over a five-month period.

The milestone illustrates the ongoing transformation of the U.S. power sector as the nation races to install cleaner forms of energy to reduce greenhouse gas emissions from fossil fuels.

6. Iceland becomes latest country to ban conversion therapy

Lawmakers in Iceland on June 9 approved a bill that will ban so-called conversion therapy in the country.

Media reports note 53 members of the Icelandic Parliament voted for the measure, while three MPs abstained. Hanna Katrín Friðriksson, an MP who is a member of the Liberal Reform Party, introduced the bill.

7. The temple feeding 100,000 people a day

Amritsar, the north Indian city known for its Golden Temple and delicious cuisine, is also renowned for its spirit of generosity and selfless service. The city, founded by a Sikh guru, embodies the Sikh tradition of seva, performing voluntary acts of service without expecting anything in return.

This spirit of giving extends beyond the temple walls, as the Sikh community has shown immense compassion during crises, such as delivering oxygen cylinders during the COVID-19 pandemic. At the heart of Amritsar's generosity is the Golden Temple's langar, the world's largest free communal kitchen, serving 100,000 people daily without discrimination. Despite a history marred by tragic events, Amritsar continues to radiate kindness, love, and generosity.

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Kai with cry baby reader, who likes gardening & crotchet <3 HCs

(a little specific, obviously had to add a little smut in here)

You’d met Kai in the strangest way.

You were leaving a parking lot outside your local Family Fare supermarket. You’d forward parked in the bay, in your micro, electric blue hatchback. As you were reversing, you didn’t realise that the car across from your bay was also reversing out. Hopelessly, you ended up hitting the other car, rear bumper to rear bumper. The slight jolt of your car definitely sent you into a panic. With your heart accelerating in your chest, you adjusted your rear view mirror to see that you had, in fact, hit someone, and the person in that car was driving forward into their bay. Opting to do the same, you took a deep breath before readying yourself to apologise to the owner of the other car. Unbuckling your seatbelt and getting out of the car, you didn’t have to walk far until you were face to face with a very angry-looking man. He snarled at you, as you cowered backwards, pressing your back against your car in fear.

“What the fuck?! What do you think you’re doing? Do you not have any fucking eyes?” The man continued to scream until he finally calmed down, and saw that tears were cascading down your face.

“I-I’m so sorry, sir. I didn’t- I didn’t see you! I’ll pay for the damage,” you pathetically pleaded with him once you got the chance to get a word in. You weren’t good at confrontation, and you certainly weren’t good with getting on anyone’s bad side. He looked at you with concern, and for some strange reason was tempted to reach out and wipe away your tears.

He was good at sensing when someone was lying, or if they were an overall bad person. But he didn’t see that in you. What he did see was that you didn’t have any bad intentions, and that you were quite vulnerable. It didn’t help that you were wearing a pair of dark wash denim overalls and one strap had slid down your shoulder, revealing the entirety of the tiny striped bandeau you wore underneath.

“Look, don’t cry please,” he found himself reaching out and squeezing your shoulder as some sort of way to comfort you. Your eyebrows knit together in confusion as you stared up at him. He must be short tempered, the same way you were easily upset. He looked sort of alternative, his hair was long, and blue and he wore all black. It was quite different to the guy you’d usually find yourself standing across from. He didn’t seem much older than you, and looking back, it was weird that you’d called him sir.

“Hey listen, how about I get you a coffee, and we forget about all this. I don’t think there’s really much damage to my car anyway.”

For some reason, maybe it was the guilt, you agreed.

The coffee shop date was the first of many. You find yourself really liking Kai, and despite his flaws, you thought he had good intentions. He never made you feel uncomfortable, and often joked about how you both first met.

Kai wasn’t shy to compliment you. You’d awoken a side in Kai no one ever thought he had. He loved calling you baby and sweetheart. His eyes lit up every time they found you, and despite his usually scary demeanour, he’d melt into a soft, sorry-excuse for (what he defined was) a man.

The first time you invited Kai back to your apartment to meet your housemate was definitely memorable. Never in a million years did she think she’d see you with a guy like Kai. Kai tried his hardest to sit through the thorough interrogation he got, even though he wanted to slam his fists down on the table and tell her to shut the fuck up. Maybe you were turning him into a better person?

Seeing your bedroom was definitely a shock for Kai. He learnt so much about you by just seeing where you lived. It was definitely different to what he was used to.

“I want to show you something!” You grab onto his big hand and pull him into the direction of where your bed was. Sprawled across its surface, a pastel blue Afghan blanket.

“I made it! It took me almost three days but.. isn’t it beautiful!”

Kai’s eyes widen as you pull the crocheted blanket off the edge of your bed and hold it to your chest. You really were wholesome. The corner of his lips curled up into a small smile just at the glimmer of pride and joy in your eyes.

“And this! It’s called propagation!” Kai stands back as you hold what looked like a sprout of a plant in a test tube of water.

“Looks great baby,” he’d kiss you on the forehead and spend the next hour listening to you explain why you started to crotchet and keep a garden. It wasn’t anything of interest to him, but because you enjoyed it so much, it made him happy. He did learn, though, that one day you wanted to own a big plot of land, so you could have a huge garden and your own animals. He saw himself there with you.

After a few weeks, you’d decided to make Kai his first blanket. For reasons unknown to you, he seemed to really like a unique type of smiley face. It was even the wallpaper on his phone. When you’d asked about it, he brushed it off, saying that he thought it was “cool” and “just a random smiley face”. You thought that it would make for a good blanket.

When you showed up to your next date with a small gift bag, it certainly spiked Kai’s interests.

“What’s that?” He asked, as he leaned down and planted a firm kiss against your soft lips. “Something I made for you,” you answer shyly, your face hot from anticipation. You really wanted him to like it. “You didn’t have to do that sweetheart,” Kai gushes, like the big, soft teddy bear you’d turned him into. “I wanted to! Have a look!” Kai opens the bag and peers inside, his face lighting up into the biggest smile as he pulls out the cobalt-blue blanket.

“Baby�� holy shit, this is incredible!” Kai laughs in disbelief as he runs his fingers over the crocheted threads. When Kai notices that the blanket has some red detailing, he sprawls it out across the table, and then his heart sinks.

“Do you like it? Look, it’s the smiley face you like!” You just giggled proudly to yourself as Kai stood frozen. He knew you had no idea what it meant and it reminded him how guilty he felt for keeping it from you. He shook his head quickly to snap out of it, before leaning over to give you a grateful kiss. You were his escape from reality.

“You’re truly amazing and so talented, I love it! Thank you baby.”

Soon Kai would find himself sitting back in a deck chair and watching you as you fussed over the garden on your balcony. Sometimes, he’d even step in to help when you dragged him into it. Gardening isn’t something he ever thought he’d like, but, somehow it was proving to relax his usually racing mind.

“Kai! Our first strawberry!” You’d tug at the strawberry vine, and hold the fruit up proudly between your fingertips. Kai’s cold heart melted just hearing you call it “ours”. You situate yourself in Kai’s lap, holding onto his shoulder with one hand, and feeding him the fresh strawberry with the other. Kai thought it tasted better than any strawberry he’d ever had, purely because you’d grown it.

You began to wonder why Kai never invited you over to his place. Every time you’d bring it up, just like the smiley face, he’d have some sort of vague excuse.

“My sister is there, she’s always got people over. There just isn’t much privacy.” “Privacy?” You’d ask, staring at him with doe-like eyes, “what do we need that for?”

Kai would distract you from your question for the next 30 minutes by sitting you in his lap, your back pressed against his chest. He knew the best way to keep you from worrying was to make you cum. That, or you might cry.

“Kai?” You voice quivered as Kai gently opened your legs and slid a hand into your shorts. Almost immediately your head would fall back to rest against his shoulder, as the pads of his fingertips toy with your clit from over your panties.

“Do you like when I touch you like that, baby?” He’d ask with his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear. You’d make no attempt at a reply, lost in your own head by his delicate touch. His fingers would eventually pull your panties to the side, and his slick fingers would run from your entrance up to your sensitive bundle of nerves, blissfully back and forth between your folds. Your hips would buckle to chase the pressure building between your legs. Even you had to admit, no one could make you come like Kai could.

You were good at making blankets and clothes and harvesting small gardens, and he was good at pleasuring you. He’d whisper praise in your ear, telling you how proud he was of you, how wet you were for him, and how much of a good girl you were for letting go for him.

Keeping you happy and satisfied was Kai’s way of making up for all the bad things he’d done in the past.

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LIE: Season 6 had a robot Coulson while season 7 had an evil Coulson

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Trains are hecking cool!

Hey, it might be a bit cliché, given that I am an autistic Solarpunk, but can we just talk about how fucking cool trains are?

They are fairly fast and move a ton of people at the same time. Due to the reduced friction on the rails, they are also way less energy consumptive than basically any other form of transport (with maybe the exception of the cable car, which does not work quite so good in most areas, though and is way slower).

Given that they can run completely on electricity, we can actually run them completely on renewable energy, too. And because they do not store the energy but draw it directly from their own grid, we do not need as much in terms of rare earths to get them moving, as for example electric cars.

And obviously they can move a lot of people at the same time. Everything about them is super efficient.

As an extra: They also reduce micro plastics. Because here is the thing: A lot of the microplastics we currently have in nature do not come from any sort of garbage, but from wheel abrasions of car tires and the like. Something that metal wheels on metal rails have way less off.

So, what I am saying is: Trains are hecking cool. We should totally build more rails and go to more places via train!

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THE GHOST OF PICS: MECHS PAST

And with THAT tortured pun, December's Patreon-backed @tfwiki picture batch is all stuff we've kinda needed forever, all stuff from the prior century, and all stuff from outside the US market!

We start with Takara's original DEATHSAURUS, Decepticon leader in 1989's Victory, who just had his Legacy Haslab toy start showing up on doorsteps. And of course, new separate pics for his Breast Animal partners EAGLEBREAST and TIGERBREAST (yes, get them giggles out, go ahead).

Let's jump back a year to 1988's Super-God Masterforce, and the Godmaster RANGER. This mold is the only one of the three Powermaster Autobot cars to get recolored for its Takara release. Sadly, the MIB copy I bought back in 1996 was missing its gun, thus my general reluctance to add a pic to the wiki. But lord, that tiny, crunchy book scan we were using suuuucked. Made Ranger look white when he's a very light stony blue. Still using the scan though, just now in an inset panel to show off the gun I don't have.

And now we bounce ahead to 1990's Zone, and the Micro Transformer base SKY HYPER, piloted by Deadwheeler. I took these pics forever ago at some BotCon, and have long lost the notes as to who owned this piece a few hard drives back. This sample was also missing the three ramps, thus both the length of time it took for me to get comfy going ahead and adding these to the wiki, and the new book-scan inset to show the missing ramps.

Let's shift over to the European market, with 1992's THUNDER CLASH, the leader of the Autobot Turbmasters. His gravity-feed missile launcher was, like all the Turbomaster and Predator launchers, very much not US choke-gate compliant.

Fun fact: Thunder actually did get a Japanese release! He and Skyquake were straight imported to Japanese stores in Hasbro packaging, with just some necessary legal info changed to Japanese on the boxes. This was the Operation: Combination year, where Takara released the small Turbomasters and Predators in 2-packs.

And now we're going much further back, and much further south. No, that's not Brawn, that's OUTBACK, the 1987 Mexican version by IGA. Apparently, IGA was unwilling or unable to pay for the new '86 Mini Vehicle molds, thus they made their own versions by simply recoloring the '84 originals and slapping them on new cards for the '86 characters. Sometimes with alternate decos to boot!

Sadly, I don't own this toy, and like Sky Hyper, this was a BotCon pic taken with original owner info lost to time. (I always try and credit the toy owner when they let me take pics.)

Now here's the ones I'm super-happy about. These are two of the three Eletrix, ESPORTE and PORSCHE, exclusive to Estrela's 1985 Brazilian Transformers line! These toys transform and walk/roll forward via remote control, attached by a wire over 4 feet long. I'm keeping an eye out for the third one, Jipe.

None of the '85 Brazilian toys have any faction markings, but the Autobot-style packaging leads one to assume "all good guys". As do the bios of many of the toys in the line... but the Eletrix lack bios, sadly. Which is weird, as Estrela made up new bios for some toys in the line, and just straight-translated others from their Hasbro bios.

These molds were released in the US, but as the "Pow-R-Bots" in Village Toys' TF-wannabe line Convert-A-Bots. Like Estrela, Village licensed them from Japan's Yonezawa Toys, where they were the Remote Change Robo Series. All of these releases use the same plastic colors, but give them new stickers for branding and language.

I bought these two MISB (cellophane still there!) earlier this year, but was a little gunshy about opening them, worried the electronics might have somehow rotted. Schrodinger's Electronics. But no, since they didn't come with batteries, no corrosion, and they work as well as a 1984-mold cheap electric gear-powered toy can (that is to say, loudly).

And of course, since I got the boxes, I took the opportunity to take 600dpi scans of the box art unique to Estrela's packaging!

Man, I love going through these older, not-US corners of TFdom, and hope you learned something new about the vast TF universe. And if you'd like to help make that just a little bit easier and get more pics out a month, consider joining my Patreon! "gregstfwikipics" there, every little bit helps, plus at higher pledge levels you can pick a theme for the month!

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Halo: The Series - Talia Perez Headcanons

The local bakery's Dutch letters kept her cheeks chubby with baby fat until Marine boot camp burned it off.

Whenever her Navy reservist father went on a deployment; he always left his Saint Christopher medallion, rosary, and leather pilot's jacket. Talia is supremely grateful she has these keepsakes.

Talia will sheepishly admit that she's got an utterly worthless BA in 20th Century Film. Her mother aspired to be an actress, and as Talia cared for her in the last year of her life, they watched old movies together. She got the degree in memory of her mother.

Talia especially loves black and white film. Her favorites are Arsenic & Old Lace and Casablanca.

She's a tea-drinker rather than a coffee-drinker; much to the chagrin of her retired MCPO grandfather (senior Navy NCOs are fueled by caffeine).

Raul Perez runs Perez Trucking and Repair - the family business that propelled the Perez family to being comfortably middle class.

Talia grew up helping at the shop from age ten onwards; first at the front desk and on the phones, then on the shop floor.

She can now rebuild a hydrogen fuel cell, car radio/sat-link, or micro-turbine engine with her eyes closed.

Between experience in the family shop and her training as a Communications Marine, Talia has tested through an AA program in both electrical and mechanical engineering.

She wears the engagement ring Alex gave her on her dog tag chain, alongside her father's Saint Christopher medallion.

Her father's leather jacket hangs on the chair at her work desk in her bedroom.

She's never been terribly girly; largely eschewing makeup and usually dressing down, but she can be rather vain about her natural curls, and wears her hair down whenever she can get away with it.

Her Aunt Lucia does her hair whenever she returns home from a deployment.

She's kissed exactly one man since her fiancé Alex died; her childhood best friend Ervin. She immediately knew it was a mistake.

Talia is incredibly strong-willed. While normally soft-spoken and mild-mannered, once she decides something is the right thing to do or course of action, she will back it up with some serious fire.

Prior to deploying to Sanctuary, she'd seen the Master Chief John-117 exactly once, on a "morale mission" demonstrating the capabilities of the Mjolnir Powered Assault Armor.

She'd always wondered about the man underneath the armor, but never expected the opportunity to find out.

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Enfield 8000, 1974. An electric city car that was developed by Isle of Wight company Enfield Automotive, owned by Greek millionaire Giannis Goulandris. The prototype and early production were built on the Isle of Wight before Goulandris moved operations to the Greek Island of Syros. In total 120 cars were built with 65 used by the Electricity Council and electricity boards in the south of England. The project failed not least because the cars cost as much as a new Rover 2200, also the range was limited to 40 miles but could drop to 15 in cold weather.

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Shanghai Micro Electronics Equipment Group, the Chinese leader in so-called lithography gear that’s been blacklisted by the US, is working to deliver its first system based on 28-nanometer technology later this year, local newspaper Securities Daily reported on Monday, citing an unnamed source.[...]

Chipmaking gear is regarded as among the weakest links in China’s semiconductor supply chain, an area currently dominated by firms including ASML Holding NV and Tokyo Electron Ltd. The country’s top chipmakers, including Semiconductor Manufacturing International Corp. and Hua Hong Semiconductor Ltd., all rely on foreign-made equipment. ASML is the global leader in lithography machines, and gear that can support 28 nm chips is essential to making silicon for a spectrum of products from electric cars to missiles. The Netherlands, home to ASML, has joined a US-led effort to curb Beijing’s chip ambitions by banning the Dutch supplier from selling advanced chipmaking machines to China.

1 Aug 23

[straighttothefics]

The candle crackled between Steve and Eddie. The smoke flew up and twined together with the passing joint gently offered from fingers to fingers.

They were facing the sky, heads titled up to the stars and feet propped onto the rusted drum barrel. Eddie somehow always found these tiny pockets of peace around Hawkins, usually out in the open, with conveniently placed seats, whether they were dusty, halfway rotted picnic tables, fungi-ridden benches, or the hood of an empty car vessel.

Steve shifted on top of the orange rusted and slightly-too-small steel chair and moved his elbow over on their drum barrel table, leaning just a touch closer to Eddie, almost shoulder-to-shoulder. The music playing softly from the radio only allowed Steve to feel more of the... Eddie next to him.

"This song's pretty good." Eddie commented, nodding along to some underground tune on the radio.

"Mmhm." Steve hummed and pulled on the joint, only just tuned back in when he heard Eddie's voice. The haziness of their shared organic cigarette floated Steve's brain. Eyes squared on the stars, Steve passed the joint back to Eddie, whose fingertips brushed his own. Steve looked over and saw Eddie's eyes snapped back up from where they touched.

Then Eddie smiled, tongue out, kept his eyes on Steve's, and took a hit. Steve was afraid to let out his breath, afraid of dissipating this electricity zapping between them under the smoke, afraid of breaking this string of tension, and his whole body was crying for relief.

Just as he granted it to Steve, Eddie also took it away when his eyes returned to the stars, lips quirked up still, Cheshire-like, satisfied. Steve froze for one second more, then he reached over to punch Eddie's arm and sat back into his seat, a smile on his face as well.

"What?" Eddie said and laughed as he rubbed his arm, joint clipped between his pointer and middle finger.

"You gave me a look." Steve said and took the offered joint. He said nothing about the still-damp filter tip that touched his lips and he definitely didn't forget to pull after placing it there.

"What look?"

"You know." Steve gave Eddie the look.

Eddie's lips exploded into a huge smile and Steve thought the giggle that came after was slightly manic, but also cute. Eddie glanced up at him and Steve decided the giggle was definitely cute, and it made him smile back, feeling dopey and floaty and slow.

"You're so fucking high," Eddie laughed and took the joint from Steve, "I need to be where you're at."

The candle crackled and mingled with the music. It smelled like spring and dirt and burnt grass. Somewhere away from them, near the edges of the forest, a symphony of crickets sounded its song, seemingly in tune with the music frequency.

"I know I told you this already, during the whole Vecna thing," Eddie started and exhaled, "but it's hard to sink in that I'm smoking weed with Steve Harrington."

Steve huffed out a laugh, "I suppose... it is a bit shocking. For me, too."

"Dude, we're bonding. That's kinda... wow." Eddie full-on laughed.

"Yeah, it's really wow." Steve returned the sentiment.

Their joint was approaching the makeshift paper filter and they had a little game to finish it off. Eddie took a quick hit and passed it to Steve, who took a smaller pull and passed it back. They took turns taking micro-hits until the cherry burned Steve's fingertips. He put out the joint and was going to stick his fingers into his mouth, but Eddie was quicker and he led Steve's fingers over to his earlobe.

Eddie's earlobe was soft and chilly in a cozy way, like Steve'd want to feel that chill under a warm blanket on a rainy night. He rubbed the smooth plane of skin, surprisingly empty of piercings, considering who Eddie was.

"It's weird seeing you without piercings." Steve told Eddie.

"I've... never had piercings?"

"Yeah, I don't know," Steve furrowed his brows and chewed on his lip, "you'd look good with it."

"Thanks, Harrington." Eddie said and gave him the smile again. Steve pulled his hand away from Eddie's ears and stood up to stretch.

They were lit by moonlight and candle, and outside of their 2 feet radius circle, it was pitch dark, lest for the outline of Steve's car parked nearby.

Steve loved this time of night, embracing the cool air that allowed him to warm his hands in his pockets of his favorite coat, being able to witness something as bright and full and ethereal as the moon could make him fall in love with Hawkins, and lately, these nights meant bonding and smoking with Eddie.

The candle crackled between them and Steve looked up at the stars, feeling their shared gazes twining with each other among the diamond-dotted sky.

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By the way, if any of y’all are interested in electric cars, zero emission vehicles, micro mobility, public transportation, and other forms of sustainable energy and transportation News, I highly recommend that you check out Transport Evolved on YouTube and Patreon.

They’re a trans owned and LGBT operated channel, and recently they’ve been struggling with hate in their YouTube comments, which is severely weighing on the host, Nikki, and her team. The automotive space, especially the EV space, is dominated with cringelord Musk stans, and cishet men, and it evokes a lot of transphobia.

So if you’re a sustainable energy or electric vehicle enthusiast and want to see some trans representation in the space without all the Musk and Tesla fanboying, go check them out, and consider supporting them on Patreon.

[lonita]

100 Things About Me

A list of 100 things about you.

Could be favourite things, random facts, places visited, hobbies, etc.

Good get-to-know-you.

Shorten the length to make it more workable for other lists or situations.

I am legally blind.

I prefer identify first language over person first, because person first makes it sounds as if I can take my disability off as if it's an attachment.

I don't like abled people telling me how to refer to myself or my disability.

I like to drink room temperature water in the winter.

I have three main hobbies: buying art supplies, organising art supplies, and using art supplies.

I love binge-watching old TV shows as background noise.

I have seen Gary Numan live six times.

I love singing jazz.

Cooking is a monumental bore.

I am childfree by choice.

I have had surgery to render myself incapable of pregnancy.

I have zero regrets about either of the above two things.

The only car I've ever driven was an F2000 racecar.

I've been to the US, England, France, Hungary, Germany, and Cuba.

I don't know how to swim.

The older I get, the more politically and socially angry I get.

I like systems that benefit people collectively.

I cannot abide the smell of mutton cooking.

My favourite colours are warm greens - like grasses, leaves, and olives.

Celebrity culture bores the shit out of me.

I have no real desire to own a home. I'm content ro rent.

I love abstract art.

I am an atheist and antitheist.

I haven't watched a sitcom in so long I don't even remember the last one I watched.

I have five tattoos.

I haven't watched any mainstream Canadian broadcast news since the second week of October 2023.

When I have tea, I only like milk in it.

My favourite songs to listen to loud are Gary Numan's Hope Bleeds version of Are Friends Electric?, Led Zeppelin Nobody's Fault But Mine, Fugazi Waiting Room, and Gang of Four To Hell With Poverty.

My love for loud music has not blunted as I get older.

I didn't know my blood type until about five years ago.

Songs that mention luxury brand names annoy the shit out of me.

Things that other people seem to like which I don't: the movie Titanic, Taylor Swift, wine.

Things that I like which other people seem not to like so much, include: pigeons, spinach, communists. Only the middle one for eating. I don't want to eat communists. Although I've had pigeon once, and it was delicious.

i prefer micro fine black ink pens over any other kind.

My first name apparently roughly translates to "ready for battle". Anyone who knows me is going to find that funny.

Crunchy peanut butter is superior to smooth.

I like collecting postcards.

Some things I like include tea, navel oranges, speculative fiction, loud guitar, corn bread, black pepper, leaf scuffing, ruby grapefruit, exploring abandoned buildings, surprise bags, milk chocolate, puns, warm spring days, a seriously good mindfuck, comfort films, the Oxford comma, constrained writing, ice cream, and costume drama.

My favourite mindfuck film is probably still Altered States.

I'm starting to come around to the term apocalist as opposed to bucket list.

I prefer pre-Moonraker Bond films.

I like to sing, preferably jazz standards or things of that like.

I am grossed out by potato eyes.

I don't like people watching me do housework.

I truly believe that Frampton Comes Alive! does have restorative powers.

I like the sounds of wind in the trees and rain on the streets.

My household theme song is Tim Curry's I Do the Rock.

My favourite Beatles' song is Dig a Pony.

I don't like having my picture taken. No paparazzi!

I believe that you should work to live not live to work.

I believe that if life hands you lemons, you should make pie. Everything is better with pie.

I once cut myself with bubble wrap.

For years I've been keeping a notebook in which I write a list of things to be happy about.

I like attention. I don't like being the centre of attention.

I never learned how to put on any makeup other than lipstick.

I think best days ever include: Gary Day (any day on which I get to see Gary Numan live), New Toothbrush Day / Dentist Cleaned My Teeth Day, New Art Supplies Arrive in the Mail Day, The Day I Learned About Server-Side Includes, and Friday.

I like the sounds of wind in the trees and rain on the streets.

I like when there's enough of something.

For a long time when I was a child I wouldn't walk right up to my bed if the lights were out. I'd get about a foot away then jump onto it. I blame this on the movie Blackbeard's Ghost and that scene where he's looking into the mirror and the ghost appears behind him.

Sometimes I eat oranges because I like the sharp sweet smell more than I'm desirous of actually eating it.

One of my favourite things in the world is the tenor solo in the Ode to Joy, and the way it creeps up on you every time, like how Brain Damage/Eclipse creeps up on you and surprises you every time at the end of Dark Side of the Moon. I never get tired of that.

I like the film Lawrence of Arabia.

I believe in the right to choose.

I like to eat sweet things, but I don't like the smell of it on my hands afterwards.

I once volunteered to participate in a psych study just to get one of the perks of doing the study: copies of MRI scans of your brain.

For years I wouldn't get in an elevator first or get out last, because when I was five I got stuck in an elevator during a hydro company oriented power outage. They decided that a school day's lunch time was the perfect time to do some testing. Boy did they get an earful from a number of people.

I get an enormous charge out of location-spotting the city where I live in films and TV shows.

My hair used to be a lovely golden red when I was young. It got blonder as I got older. That bums me out. I want the red back.

My current favourite vulgarity is halve poes.

I don't enjoy magic shows, sitcoms, Star Wars, or superhero movies.

I prefer 1% milk. Homogenised is too fatty and skim is like water.

I like making lists.

I own a green bass guitar.

I have never chugged maple syrup.

I don't like drinking carbonated drinks on hot days.

I like anise in candy but not with meat.

One time my mother ordered me groceries as a gift, but she accidentally doubled everything so I ended up with 20lbs of potatoes.

I hate wearing pink. I don't own anything pink.

Shrimp are too creepy to eat, as are snails.

I have no interest in jewellery and don't like white diamonds.

The skins that sometimes form on top of hot chocolate drinks are gross.

When I was five I had an imaginary friend named Charlie Brokentoaster.

I rarely drink alone. I come from a long line of alcoholics, so I just didn't want to get into the habit of drinking by myself. I want to enjoy alcohol, so I keep alcohol as a social thing.

I don't mind renting. Owning property doesn't make a person more an adult than one who doesn't. Besides, when something goes wrong, like the fridge dies or they have to replace the entire hot water heater system, I don't have to suddenly wonder where thousands of dollars is going to manifest from.

I just realised I've been playing Candy Crush for over a decade. That's just weird.

I never figured out Double Dutch when I was a kid.

Sometimes I miss ringing telephones.

I bought the kid version of a Waterpik because it was green and came with stickers.

My first Doctor was Jon Pertwee, but my favourite Doctor was Tom Baker.

Places I still want to visit include Uluru, Death Valley, and Kilimanjaro. None of these things is likely to come to pass.

I don't mind long bus rides. Good reading time.

One of my favourite things to binge watch in the middle of the night for comfort, is episodes of Cadfael.

My favourite scents include the sharpness of lemon, orange, and grapefruit rinds, pine, and cooking soup.

Boomer thinkers annoy the shit out of me.

I like found object art and found poetry.

I wish cereal wasn't so carby. Sometimes a body gets a craving.

I can't eat bananas unless they're still a little green, because they're way too sweet when they're all the way yellow.

I still don't understand how I can not touch the lenses of my glasses and they still get marks on them. What the hell's up with that?

My cousins and I used to sneak fresh rhubarb out of their grandfather's garden when we were little.

Racism and bigotry are deal-breakers for me.