#since they Are bigger I could also use them for unusual recipe conversions if I wanted

[sergle]

how are duck eggs better for baking, do they taste better in sweet foods than chicken eggs? ive never had them before

OH man okay, so, duck eggs are very fun! They're bigger, they have thicker shells and membranes, and the egg itself is Eggier. It just tastes more like Egg. Egg Times Two. They're also a just structurally different- they have more fat and more protein, and the whites of the egg are a lot thicker. Chicken eggs, in comparison to duck eggs, are more... watery???? And the yolks are way smaller than duck yolks. So when we had ducks, I'd normally use duck eggs if I was gonna bake something, bc the lower water content and higher fat/protein content in them just seemed to really help things turn out better. More flavor and more structure.

[gothqueen57]

The Permission Slip

-Warning, if you have not finished TAZ: Balance there will be spoilers Taako walked around his kitchen, gathering supplies for his newest dish that he was planning to present to the class soon. It had to be perfect, and also a challenge that would leave his students impressed and at a loss for how they could ever copy the recipe or make anything like it. 

He had just turned on the oven and was waiting for it to heat up when there was a knock at the door. He sighed, debating whether he should just ignore whoever was at the door. But if he did that, they probably wouldn’t go away and he would lose his focus. It would just be easier to tell whoever it was to go away. 

He opened the door, holding up his hand to stop whatever speech was going to come from whoever had figured out where he lived. But he stopped as he heard the all too familiar voice, “H-hello sir! I’m really sorry to bother you. I tried to come over before you started cooking...but I guess I showed up too late.” 

Angus was one of the few people Taako would allow into his house, even while he was cooking. The other person was Kravitz. Everyone else was too loud or would try to mess with his recipe, like Magnus and Lup. Magnus actually thought he was being helpful, Lup just enjoyed messing with him. “No worries, nothing’s started besides the oven. Come on in.” 

He walked back into the house. Angus followed behind him, quickly shutting the door behind him and taking his usual seat on a barstool at the kitchen island. 

“So, what’s up Ango?” he asked, combining the spices he had already measured out. 

“Well…” 

Taako looked back at Angus. It wasn’t normal for the boy detective to be at a loss for words. Usually he would ramble when he was nervous. He sighed as he stopped mixing the spices and looked back at Angus. He set his elbows on the kitchen island, giving all of his attention to the kid. “Come on, you can tell Uncle Taako anything.” 

Angus nodded his head before pulling out a permission slip and laying it on the kitchen island. “I have a permission slip that I got from school. Mr. Lucas wants to take us to Phandalin to show us all the new inventions that have been placed in New Phandalin as well as what remains of the crater that was created by the Phoenix Gauntlet.” 

“Okay?” Taako said, taking the permission slip and looking it over. It didn’t seem like anything special, so he didn’t understand the problem. “Need me to forge a signature for you, or what?” 

“Well, sir...that’s kind of the problem. I’m not sure who should sign it. It says my legal guardian but…” he motioned with his hands as he tried to talk. “I thought that maybe I should ask the director, but I don’t technically work for her anymore. So, I don’t think she would be the right person.” 

Taako had never thought about this issue. Angus had always been completely self-sufficient, so it was hard to remember that he was only 10 years old...actually he might even be 11 by now. But still, he was so young that he had to get someone’s permission just to go to a town. “What about your grandfather?” he asked. That silver set had belonged to Angus’s grandfather, right? Which meant that there had to be a grandfather. 

“Um..well...about that. I don’t actually have a grandfather.” 

“What?! Then who did the silver belong to?” Had Angus actually lied to him the first time they met? He was actually slightly impressed. 

“It was a valuable that I got to lure the killer. He wouldn’t have been on the train if there wasn’t anything valuable to steal. I didn’t know that there would be someone else with something even more valuable.” 

“First of all, Ango, you should have told me before that you could lie. That is a skill that we need to nurture. But second...I will sign the permission slip.” 

“Sir?” Angus asked, fixing his glasses, which made his already wide eyes look even bigger as he watched Taako sign the permission slip with a flourish. 

“However, there is one thing that I expect from you as...hmm, we can call payment, for signing the permission slip.” 

“Payment sir?” 

“Yes, I expect you to come back here every weekend. I’ll have a room set up properly for you. Might as well continue your magic lessons while we’re at it. And if you need any more permission slips signed you can ask me or Kravitz.” 

Angus looked shocked, but Taako had also never seen him smile so wide. “Th-thank you sir!” he cried, jumping down from the stool and wrapping his arms around Taako. 

Taako stared at Angus, feeling a slight twinge of regret. He should have just signed the permission slip and let it go. But, he ignored that thought as he rolled his eyes and patted Angus on the back. “Yeah, yeah.” 

-- -- --

Kravitz stretched his arms as he walked through the door of his house, Lup and Barry right behind him. He stopped as he looked at the scene around him. “Umm...babe?” 

Taako was levitating boxes with the word ‘books’ scribbled across the front. Magnus was carrying what looked like a freshly sawed bed frame up the stairs. Merle was carrying out some old books and weapons that Kravitz knew Taako kept in their spare room. 

“Hey babe!” Taako called, setting the boxes down before walking over and giving his lover a kiss to welcome him home. “So, a funny thing happened today. Angus is moving in with us.” 

“Angus?” The kid detective, if Kravitz remembered correctly. He had only met him a couple of times. And sure Taako seemed to like him, more than most people, but not enough to let him move in with them.

“I didn’t know you wanted the domestic life so bad that you would adopt a kid,” Lup teased as she slung an arm around Taako’s shoulder. “What brought this sudden decision on? I have to know!” 

Taako looked back at his sister, his face unusually serious. “He didn’t have anyone to sign a permission slip.” 

“Oh…” The restrained laughter melted from Lup’s face, as if she understood everything from that one sentence. Well, she probably did if Kravitz thought about it. The two understood each other better then Kravitz or Barry could ever hope to understand either one of them. That was something that both of them had accepted, but it was still weird at times like this when they were reminded of that. 

“I know I probably should have talked this over with you first…” Taako said, looking back at Kravitz. 

“You don’t have to worry. Though...I would like an explanation about the permission slip?” Maybe there was some importance to it that he just wasn’t understanding.

Taako nodded as he took Kravitz hand and pulled him out of the house. “Hey, since you two are home, help bring the boxes upstairs. Ango can barely carry one at a time, and it's taking forever!” 

“Why does he need so many books?” Lup called back. 

“I asked the same thing! You can listen to his explanation!” He shut the door before leading Kravitz to walk around the large property that the two of them shared. “So...the permission slip thing.” 

“Yes, I thought they were just simple pieces of paper. Was I wrong?” 

“No, you weren’t. Well, usually they are, but when Angus came in and told me he had no one to sign it...it just reminded me of the childhood Lup and I had… There was no one to depend on but ourselves. We were always moving place to place, and we could never be sure what the next day would bring. I know Angus isn’t in the exact same situation. He has the school, and the b-o-b if anything ever happened with that. But...neither of those is a family.” 

Taako sighed as he shook his head. “Lup was right! Domestic life has made me weak and sentimental!” 

Kravitz could only laugh as he stopped Taako and pulled him into a kiss. “I think it's sweet. You have always wanted to take care of your friends, and Angus is a friend. You brag about him more then Magnus or Merle.” 

“Well, yeah, he’s done more than the two of them that’s worth bragging about.” 

“Yes, but the way you brag about him is different. You already acted like an older brother. It makes sense that we should make that official, and give him a proper home that he will know he can always come back to.” 

“Also, it turns out that Angus can actually lie! Can you imagine what would happen if a kid like that grew up to become as twisted as me?! With his brains, and an improved skill at lying...he could become a real problem!” 

“I don’t know babe, I don’t think it would be the worst thing if he turned out like you.” 

“You’re just being sweet because you know I majorly owe you.” 

“No, I’m not. But you do majorly owe me.” 

-- Three Weeks Later --

Kravitz and Angus were setting the table, preparing for the monthly dinner where everyone came over and talked about what they had been doing. “You seem to be staying here rather than at the dorms,” Kravitz said, starting a conversation with the young boy detective who had started warming up to him. 

“O-oh yes, sir. I have. If that’s a problem…” 

“No, no!” Kravitz quickly cut in. “I was just thinking, your room isn’t set up for all the school work you get from that school of technology. Since Magnus was coming over tonight, I was thinking we could ask him about possibly making you a proper desk. Knowing him, he could probably even make it especially for you and fit any requirements you might need.” 

“O-oh sir, that’s too much. I’m really fine without one.” 

“Oh please!” Taako laughed as he walked into the room, setting down the hors devours, “You have gotten sauce on half your homework assignments because I cook while you do homework. Lucas has even commented on how half of the paper you bring in smells smokey because I was experimenting with smoked meats. You definitely need a proper desk. Even if it doesn’t go in your room, you need something.” 

“I also took one of your assignments by accident,” Kravitz laughed. “The raven queen was quite impressed with your level of mechanical understanding. However, it was not the list of offenses she had asked for that day.” 

Taako laughed as he imagined the raven queen reading the assignment and wondering why Kravitz had brought her blue-prints for an improved train or battle wagon. “Oh, and if we’re talking about things that need to change, I have one!” 

“Sir?” Angus asked, looking nervous. 

“That’s it, that right there! You are living here, but you still call me sir. Just last week you called out sir! And Kravitz, Barry, and me all came running. You should call us something else. Also, it makes me feel old!” 

“Babe...we are old,” Kravitz pointed out. 

“Not by elf standards we’re not!” Kravitz looked as if he was doing the math, including the lost century and how old he technically was so he could compare it to Elf standards. “We’re not old!” Taako repeated. 

“Then, what should I call you?” Angus asked. 

“You could call them dad,” Lup said, not even knocking as she entered the house. “Then I could be aunty Lup!” 

“No! Calling me dad would make me feel old too! It’s almost worse than sir!” 

“Well, it kinda fits,” Barry said, following his wife in and hanging up both their coats. “Angus has been showing off the lunches you make him, and he’s been making us all quite jealous.” 

“I don’t make those for him because he’s my kid! I make them for him because I tried the cafeteria food at that place and nearly threw up! Making him eat it would be a kind of torture even I’m not comfortable with!” 

“Yeah,” Lup agreed with a roll of her eyes, “That’s why you make him a personal lunch every single day. Like the only other person you do that for isn’t Kravitz.” 

“And he doesn’t even technically have to eat,” Barry added. 

“You know what? Neither of you get to eat tonight!” Taako declared. He reached to take the appetizers away but Lup was faster then him and already eating one of the delicacies. 

“Aww, come on, don’t be like that! We’re only trying to help Angus figure out what he should call you. And I didn’t even suggest dingus!” 

“The only reason you didn’t suggest that is because you know my sweet little Angus would never call me that, and if he did then it meant he would call you goofus.” 

“Your sweet little Angus?” Lup asked. 

“You heard what I said!” 

“Angus, how would you feel just calling us by our names?” Kravitz asked. 

“Without the mister!” Taako quickly added. 

“W-would that really be okay, sirs?” Angus asked, before blushing when he realized he had done the exact thing they had just told him not to do. “I-I mean...Taako and Kravitz?” 

“Of course it is, Ango, we were the ones who told you to do it, after all. Now, how about you help Kravitz finish setting the table and I’l go check on our dinner.” 

[reaping-cain]

67) “Don’t look at me like that.”

This was sent a month ago ;A; apologies for the delay!

I thought of this cute modern apartment au where Cullen and Kaeran are neighbours who wage petty wars against the other. Meanwhile the other tenants in the 6plex are begging them to stop or are rooting for certain sides.

Cullen x Kaeran (modern rivals!au) 1837 words

Cullen had the day off from work and if he was honest with himself, it was a Makersend. Too many long hours, endless meetings and deadlines and troubled sleep made him feel like a walking corpse. Unfortunately for him, it was impossible to go back to sleep. He thought about spending the early morning reading in bed with a hot mug of tea. He couldn’t even remember the last time that he indulged in something so simple.

With nothing to do but wait for the water to boil, Cullen leaned against the window looking on to the backyard and shared garden space. The summer had odd weather but Josephine, the owner of the building, still managed to make the garden flourish. Though Cullen seriously doubted he had the gift of a green thumb, he still appreciated the sight of various flowers and their fragrances. Josephine had even planted lavender for him and saw to drying the buds for his personal consumption. He hadn’t expected that kindness and reciprocated by baking her a batch of his mother’s butterscotch cookies.

Moving into this small community had been one of the best decisions he had made. The last two years being some of his best years in recent memory and it helped that he didn’t feel so lonely. He had a longstanding rendez-vous with Dorian every Wednesday evening to play chess and trash talk. He also got to know Dorian’s boyfriend who insisted on being called The Iron Bull (“But you can call me ‘Bull’, all close friends do”). Cullen always enjoyed picking Bull’s brain about anything from military history and workout routines to baked goods.

He also got to know Sera. His first impressions of her were…explosive. Yet as time went by, their interactions evolved from her shouting “Oi, you!” to her smuggling jars of homemade honey (the lid was always sticky) to his kitchen table. At first it bothered him how she managed to get into his place and despite the number of times he’s asked her to stop doing it, he resigned himself that as long as nothing else was done to his place (or anything stolen) that having a free supply of the liquid gold appear at random was a small price to pay. He leaves handwritten cookie recipes for her to consider through her mail slot (they test the recipes together every two weeks and have only had to use the fire extinguisher twice).

The owners of the building lived there too. Josephine acquired it through her family and insisted on living there to be readily available for any issues. It had been her first home away from home and had grown fond of the place. Cullen once asked her why, that surely she would want some peace away from her tenants and perhaps move into a bigger place, Josephine would smile and say that she had grown too fond of her place and the sense of community that was fostered among the tenants. Like the garden she brought to life, she couldn’t part from the place where she re-established herself.    

It should have been the hissing of the kettle that brought him back to the present. Instead, it was the new neighbor above him.

“Hey!”

He never caught her name but knew she was Dalish. He couldn’t remember if she was a teaching assistant or a tutor. If he was honest, he didn’t care much and only got word of her through his other neighbors.

“Come on, don’t be an asshole!”

Maker, she had only moved in the previous month and was already insufferable. He recalled the first week how she kept stumbling and dropping things in the dead of night; the crashing of unknown (yet always heavy) items startled him awake and he barely slept well.

“Don’t look at me like that,” she huffed.

Absolutely insufferable. Who was she even talking to?

Cullen poked his head out of the window to catch a glimpse of something small and grey rushing down the spiral staircase. A slight pinging sound alerted him that small pebbles were falling from above. Only they weren’t pebbles. Were those…?

He wasn’t going to get involved in whatever shenanigans his upstairs neighbor was doing. Contenting himself with making a relaxing brew, he focused on his tea. He was about to grab a teabag when he heard something thud against the backdoor.

“What in the…” He had drawn the curtain from the window only to jump back in alarm. Staring back at him was a squirrel, its beady eyes searching for more delectable snacks. Why it thought that Cullen would have it, he couldn’t rationalize. The fact that this squirrel was daring enough to dangle itself from the window screen to pester him was of concern to him. Where would it end?

The squirrel maneuvered around the screen, flicking its tail and making odd chirping sounds, almost cooing, as though it could endear itself to the human and trick him into feeding it something. Cullen thwacked the screen to jostle the rodent, which only responded with longer squawks, now seemingly annoyed. As though Cullen was at fault for not following protocols, that it was his duty as a human to furnish food upon demand.

That’s it, he’d had enough; Cullen turned the knob, alerting the squirrel that took it as a cue to jump off the screen. If Cullen wasn’t so annoyed he would have appreciated the parkour move. Tea abandoned, he walked past the small back porch to assess the situation. The same squirrel ignored Cullen and raced to snatch a peanut that seemingly fell from the sky; from there, it launched towards the garden to hide its prize.

Another peanut fell from above, nearly hitting Cullen. He wasn’t sure if it was because he was nearly pelted with the peanut, the scavenging squirrel that was ruining Josephine’s hard work, or the fact that when he looked up he saw a scurry of them lounging about the various steps that made the spiral staircase. It was, quite possibly, a combination of all three. Seeing the intruder, they all scrambled for the safety of the trees, some even crossing the electric pole lines with no care for how high off the ground they were as long as they escaped the angry stranger.

He obviously had no nuts to give them, so why stick around?

Cullen thought he would have to knock on his neighbor’s backdoor but instead found her lounging on a patio chair (her legs stretched to rest on its twin) wearing nothing but the smallest shorts he’s ever seen (he hoped that it wasn’t her underwear), a thin tank top with holes on the bottom hem and the most ridiculous cardigan that nearly consumed her; despite how it practically engulfed her, it was the only decent thing she was wearing at the moment.

She glanced up from her work (knitting something dreadful, he surmised) before fussing with the yarn, carefully transferring the loops from one double-pointed needle to a vacant one without losing a stitch.

“Morning, you must be my downstairs neighbor. How can I help?”

The fact that she barely gave him eye contact frustrated him further but he had to remind himself that he wanted to make this quick. His plans for relaxation had no room for lecturing his neighbor about common courtesy.

He also seriously doubted that she would be receptive to that kind of talk.

“I’ll make this quick since you seem busy but I’m Cullen, I live in the apartment below you and I noticed that the squirrels have become a bit, well, bothersome.”

“Bothersome,” she repeated, this time her hands paused as she looked at him. He wasn’t sure if the look on her face was confusion or incredulousness.

“Yes, I was in my kitchen and this, this squirrel was hanging from my window.”

“Well, that’s unusual,” she said, “have you been feeding them or something?”

Maker, what a silly line of questioning.

He didn’t know how to proceed, this entire conversation was absurd and it was clear to him now that it was useless to talk sense into this woman. The only rational alternative was that she was being purposely obtuse about the whole matter. 

That had to be it.

“You must be joking,”

“Well, I don’t know what else to tell you.”

“You’re obviously feeding the squirrels,” he said, trying to keep the edge of disbelief from his tone.

“Well obviously I’m not if they’re hanging off your window screen,” she replied coolly. The fact that she maintained eye contact with him while knitting with ease was unnerving.  

“That makes no sense! If I was feeding them then why would I come to you to complain about it?”

“Beats me,” she shrugged while showing no signs of slowing down the movement of her needles. Cullen felt his eye twitch slightly, convinced that this was an act of intimidation.

Blessed Andraste, this woman was difficult.

“Nice try, but you’ll have to do a lot better than that. I practically tripped on one of your tree-rats just coming up here.”

“Well that’s rude. First of all, they’re squirrels, not ‘tree-rats’,” as if her mocking tone wasn’t already grating on his nerves, her exaggerated air quotes further raised his hackles, “and maybe avoid stomping about so much like you’ve got anvils for shoes.”

“I do not stomp!”

“Listen, Callum…” she began.

“It’s Cullen,” He really didn’t want to bite her head off but she was truly testing him.

“Right, anyway, tell you what, I’ll take into consideration what you’ve told me and if you’ve still got a problem, my visiting hours are from one to four on Tuesdays and Thursdays.”

“That…makes no sense, we’re Friday.”

“Consider this a courtesy from me to you. Was there anything else?” She even smiled, which only made him feel less at ease.

“Um, n-no?”

“Awesome,” she resumed her knitting, but not before shooing him with a wave of her hand.

Cullen pondered about the encounter as he descended the steps, noting that for now the squirrels kept their distance. He realized about halfway down that he was carefully walking on the balls of his feet, his neighbor’s earlier comment making him embarrassingly aware of how bullish he might’ve come across. Not wanting to stick to that particular train of thought, he tried to dispel it as he reentered the kitchen, trying to remember what he was doing before the strange encounter.

He didn’t have long to think, witnessing the kettle furiously sputtering hot water and steam from the element, now red-hot from being left on the entire time. Cullen notched the dial to ‘off’ and carefully poured the remains of the scorching water into his mug, careful to not get any of it on himself.

Now seemingly quiet, Cullen went to his pantry for a teabag. He barely had time to dunk it into the mug, letting out a sigh, before he heard the telltale clawing coming from his screen door.

He should’ve just gone to sodding work.

[allonsysilvertongue]

Silver Pen: Be, and it is!

During a particularly long stretch of writer’s block, Haymitch Abernathy discovered a world of his own making. (AU)

Chapter 4: Be, and it is!

As it turned out, there was nothing magical about it.

There were no forms taking shape once he typed in the last 't' in Trinket, no woman materialising in the space in front of him. Since he was not expecting something out-worldly like that, there was no disappointment to be had.

Still, he expected something.

Haymitch resigned himself to wait and he waited for days.

He supposed if Euphemia Trinket were to make an appearance, it would be the way Katniss and Peeta did, out of the blue and without much fuss.

He began to look for signs of new neighbours or anyone who moved into this town for that matter. There was more time spent outside his house feeding his geese, fixing their pen and on one afternoon, he even resorted to weeding out his garden.

Haymitch wandered out of the village on random mornings and nights peeling his eyes out for anything unusual. He even made frequent trips to the town market to pick up on any talks or gossips of someone new.

This went on for a week or so that even Katniss, as obtuse as she could be, started to notice. When asked, he waved her off.

As he slouched on the sofa, on a dreary afternoon, watching Katniss and Peeta sitting cross-legged in front of his coffee table writing recipes for Peeta’s book, it jolted him the fact that these two kids were spending more and more of their time with him. They treated his home like theirs and he was, likewise, welcomed to theirs at any time.

He wasn't sure when or how this familiarity began but it scare him. He knew they were not real and it terrified him even more if they found out the truth about themselves.

They're real, a small voice argued.

They were right there in front of him. He could have a conversation with them and touch them. He could argue with Katniss. He had carried little Finn in his arms and he had eaten the oysters that Annie had given him, only to spent the next few hours in the bathroom with an upset stomach.

Reality is often what an individual perceived it to be and this could be his. It could be, he thought. He had been alone long enough. He deserved to have this even if they used to be just his characters but they were so much more now. He was slowly, and without realising it, letting them become a fabric in his life.

Maybe, to a reasonable sane man, he was losing his mind but he felt .... better than he had in a long while.

It made his head ache just thinking about it so he forced himself not to dwell too much on it. He was good at that – forcing issues to the back of his mind with a drink in hand.

It seemed to work well, too. For the next three days, not once had the thought of Katniss and Peeta as being not real entered his mind.

XxX

Haymitch glanced up at the sound of footsteps approaching. He picked the last of the egg from the pen and stood up just as Katniss stood in front of him with three squirrels in her hand. She tossed one to him.

“How’s your hand? Steady enough to skin?”

He glared at her.

The town was running late on their shipment of liquor and he had been staving off the shakes by distilling his own potatoes, which was not going fast enough so there were days without alcohol. Peeta thought it was a good time to cut down but he shrugged the boy off.

“Can’t you get your boy to help?”

Katniss clearly did not like Peeta being referred to that way because she shot him a look. Haymitch chuckled. It was easy to tease Katniss sometimes.

“He’s really serious ‘bout the bakery, huh?” Haymitch asked after Katniss informed him that Peeta was at the kitchen coming up with a menu.

“He is,” she nodded. “He’s in talks about leasing the space at the town market across from Finnick. He tells me that Miss Trinket will be coming down in two days to go over the contract.”

His knife ripped through the squirrel and blood spattered on Katniss’ arm. She clicked her tongue in annoyance as she inspected the skewered meat.

“Seriously, Haymitch,” she frowned. “I was going to sell that one.”

“Who?”

“How would I know who’s going to buy it till I go down,” Katniss muttered. “Probably someone down at the Hob.”

“You said someone’s coming… About Peeta’s bakery.”

“Miss Trinket?” Katniss looked at him. “She’s the property agent. She was the one who got us the house so Peeta went back to her about leasing a space.”

“Yeah, Trinket… What’s her name? She must have a name… or a business card. You have her card, kid?”

His questions made her stop whatever it was she was doing with the squirrel to focus her attention on him.

“Why are you so interested?” she asked. “Are you planning on selling your house? Where will you go?”

“Don’t answer my question with questions of your own,” Haymitch grumbled. “Tell me her name.”

“She calls herself Effie Trinket. To be honest, I didn’t really trust her when I first met her. She’s a bit… She’s not like you and me, but she’s okay, I guess. Peeta invited her for dinner a couple of times before we moved in and out of all things, she commented about our good table manners.”

Manners…. Haymitch wanted to laugh. He had written a line about her having immaculate manners and it seemed, that single description had manifested itself well into her being.

That thought came to a screeching halt as another bigger, more important thought burst through the forefront of his mind.

She existed.

“Effie…” Effie… Euphemia.

He wrote her and now she was somewhere out there in the world….

And she’s coming.

The ‘Miss Trinket’ Katniss was talking about had to be her. It was no coincidence. Except… While he did write her as being interested in architecture, after the blonde woman standing in front of a building, being a property agent seemed to be going a bit off the tracks.

What about modelling?

These questions only made him more excited and eager, because while he might have given his character a background to exist upon, the way they were spinning and crafting their own tales made him curious.

XxX

Two days seemed to stretch, and for once in his life, he began to pay careful attention to the setting of the moon and rising of the sun.

It made him restless having to wait for her arrival so he went back to his study in an attempt to work on his novel. He was staring at the piece of paper and it had been hours now but so far, there was only one paragraph.

Haymitch flipped through a folder. In a novel that was published years ago, he had written about the Dark Days in the fictional world of Panem. It told the story of a band of ragtag rebels who believed wholeheartedly in their cause set during a time of a massive plague. It was a story his father once weaved during bedtime, one that incurred his mother’s wrath because it was too dark a tale for children.

But he had loved it, and that had garnered his interest in the art of storytelling.

There were so many ways his father’s story could go so during his teenage years and well into his adult years, he began to write the story his father never managed to finish.

Haymitch’s story ended with the collapse of the first rebellion.

Ironically, it was also his collapse.

He lost his family in an explosion from the mine and the fire had spread to their home. Peeta’s story about losing his family was his story. Peeta’s guilt about not being able to save his family was Haymitch’s guilt. He had tried to separate his life from his characters but there were some things that bled from his subconscious into paper.

The loss of his family marked the loss of his inspiration, too. He had tried to get back on his feet in between sober moments by writing stand-alone pieces of heroes from the first rebellion. They had hit the shelves but it was a pitiful attempt and was never as good as the novel itself.

The sequel had been in plans for a few years now. Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark were meant to be in it but until now, he still could not quite get the plot to crystallise.

Everything he needed was in his head; pieces of scenarios here and there. All he needed to do was to write them out.

With a frustrated sigh, Haymitch tore the paper away from the typewriter. Crumpling it in his hand, he tossed it behind him and out of the window.

“How lazy of him to just throw his trash out of the window!” a high pitch voice commented. “There should be a rule about littering.”

“It’s his own yard,” Peeta chuckled. “He can do as he pleased and that includes throwing things all over.”

“It is unpleasant to the eyes,” the woman’s voice rose once more. “I am not sure that I will like him. In fact, I am rather wary of seeing the inside of his house.”

Katniss’ amused laughter reached him at his study and just seconds later, there was a knock on his door.

Without seeing her, Haymitch deduced that the foreign voice must belong to Euphemia Trinket. Of course, he was not expecting her to make a house visit and he had no idea why the kids were bringing her over.

When he finally made his way downstairs to the front door, the sight of her rooted him to the spot.

He was staring and she was growing ill at ease by it.

“It is rude to stare.”

She was beautiful.

When he had written her, he had pictured Marilyn Monroe in his mind’s eyes. She was the first person to pop in his head so he had based Effie Trinket on that but Haymitch had also included details that would make Effie Effie. He had written her with freckles which was not present because of her make-up and with a scar from her childhood.

She was taller than he had imagined but that, he supposed, was due to the heels she was wearing.

“I’ve been told I’m rude and I ain’t making an exception for you, sweetheart.”

The pleasant smile on her face faltered.

The title is taken from an Arabic phrase – kun (be) faya kun (and it is).

There is a little more backstory here for Haymitch and hayffie finally meeting - so share your thoughts by leaving a review :)

[equalmeasurefiction]

Cooking Head Canons: Republic City and the Krew

Korra, Mako, Bolin, Asami, Amon, Tarrlok... etc... All the other people. The Gaang The Gaang’s Kids

The Lieutenant Is A Gourmet Having grown up in Republic City in a mixed family, the lieutenant has a diverse culinary palate.   There’s a bit of Water Tribe, a bit of Fire Nation, and a bit of Earth Kingdom in every dish.  And the dishes are usually well-balanced and delicious. Since he has a limited budget, he usually goes for ingredients that are cheap, long-lasting, and easy to store.  This means that anything that he makes isn’t just good, it’s economical.  But sometimes he has to improvise since he doesn’t have all the tools he needs for a particular dish... Talent: Cheap, but delicious meals made with diverse ingredients and unusual techniques.   Weakness: Can be a little too experimental at times.  Not everyone wants to try Water Tribe Ice Cream with a Fire Nation flare... Pro: He can make fabulous dinners easily and with anything you put in front of him. He’s a masterful chef and understands the subtleties of food and flavor Con: He will try and convert you to equalism, and you might just do it because the food is just that good.  Also, stay away from the ice cream... it’s 100% pure blubber with berries and inferno fire flakes. Advice: Sit down, enjoy a rousing conversation, listen to him talk about the proletariat, engage in debate... Be prepared for when he comes over next week for dinner, because you’re supposed to return the favor (all things being equal and all).

Korra Is A Great Cook Korra was trained in the arts of cooking by Katara to ensure that the next Avatar wasn’t completely useless around the fire-pit/only prepared vegetables.  Korra learned all of Katara’s tricks and was trained to make a delicious and wholesome meals with whatever was placed in front of her.  She can prepare a delicious, wholesome snack out of three nuts and rock or even the best frog soup you’ve ever tasted.  And you would not believe how delicious her pickled jelly swamp-vine is. Talent: Like Katara she can make anything taste good, but unlike Katara she actually likes cooking.  Her favorite part, however, is putting things together so they look nice on the plate. Weakness: Sometimes making things look nice means that she occasionally puts things together on a plate that might be unpleasant to consume in the same meal...  This tendency to focus on appearance rather than edibility has hurt many a poor, unfortunate stomach in the past... Pro: She creates beautiful, delicious meals and often assists Pema in the kitchen (Pema makes sure she keeps things that don’t go together off the same plate). Con: Militant in her opinions about cooking (she was taught by Katara and Katara instilled certain values), particularly about respecting others styles and eating whatever is put in front of you without complaint (unless it’s poisoned).  So while she can cook, she will never actively volunteer. Advice: Ask her to cook.  Tell her to keep things simple.  Make sure she doesn’t coat the sugary, arctic yak-milk flan with the lemon-spice-grass mustard.  Yes it looks beautiful and the mustard makes the flan glisten like honeyed sunshine, but you will suffer horribly for hours after.

Tahno Could Rival Katara (If He Wanted To) Like the Lieutenant he grew up in Republic City and has a diverse palate.  But his interests are further diversified by his home environment- his family came from the swamps, so he grew up with an even broader culinary palate than most.  His mother’s cooking fused traditional water tribe recipes with swamp-tribe recipes and added a unique Republic City Spice flare... and he used to help her in the kitchen. Of course, as soon as he started hanging out with the tough-guys and pro-bending he stopped assisting.  He didn’t want his tough buddies to know he had such a feminine talent or that he was a “mama’s boy.” Talent: Exotic fusion cuisine. Weakness: Focused on athletics and has absorbed the ‘men don’t cook’ tradition from his water tribe neighbors and friends.  (His mother hates his friends, because she never gets to talk/spend time with her baby anymore!) Pro: If you can get him in the kitchen, he will make something delicious. Con: He will not set foot in the kitchen unless he’s desperate. Advice: Don’t even bother trying to get him to cook for you.  He won’t set foot in the kitchen unless he’s desperately hungry.

Bolin Is A Skilled Cook So, this one time, when Bolin and Mako were very desperate, they did a stint at a local restaurant.  They started off as dishwashers, but Mako got promoted to busboy and then waiter.  Meanwhile, Bolin cozied up to the chef and managed to become a helper.  He learned some great skills. Unfortunately, things went south when the Terra Triads got into a fight with the Triple Threats over disputed territory.  Since the restaurant was in that disputed territory, it was destroyed.  However, Bolin hasn’t forgotten how to make delicious foods... He’s just “too busy” to bother. Talent: Several delicious dishes of high-quality restaurant foods. Weakness: He’s lazy and thinks cooking is boring.  He’d much rather play with Pabu, or practice pro-bending, or go on a date, or... (you get the picture) Pro: He’ll cook if he’s not alone, will get praise for his talents from a pretty lady, and is in the ‘right mood.’ Con: He will always try to weasel out of kitchen/cooking/dinner duty if he can manage, because there’s always something way more fun to do... or someone more interesting to pay attention to... Also, Mako will steal kitchen duty from Bolin if he’s there and Bolin is only too happy to stand aside. Advice: Come over.  Bring the ingredients.  Convince him that you’re hungry and that you don’t know how to prepare a dish... Ask him to show you.  Talk to him and ask questions throughout the process.  Make sure Mako’s not there to take over half-way through.

Mako Is An Above Average Cook Mako can cook.  He’s been cooking and feeding his brother for years.  And while he knows his brother can cook, he is reluctant to let Bolin manage an open flame (seeing his brother near fire makes him nervous).  So he always takes over the cooking process half-way through if Bolin is at the stove. Despite his experience, not the best cook in the world.  He has a few specialties, but on the whole his cooking tends to be a little less than palatable.  This is mostly due to the fact that he typically doesn’t care what a meal tastes like, he just wants to put it on the table before it’s too late.  The work-day starts early and food is necessary for survival, so it’s important to choke something down before the day starts and at the end of the day... that’s his philosophy... Also: fire is energy, so meals should be hot.  Bolin is a bit of a picky eater (comparatively), so he made Mako up his game a bit Talent: He’s amazing as long as it involves fire and a pan.  His stir fries and fried noodle dishes are to die for. Weakness: Anything more complex is going to involve more peppers.  In fact, amount of peppers is directly proportional to the amount of complexity the dish calls for.  The fancier it is, the more your insides will burn. Pro: If you want a quick, fried meal that can be bolted down and still tastes pretty darn good, Mako is your man. Con: DO NOT ASK FOR ANYTHING FANCY.  HE WILL PUT A POUND OF BURNING DEATH FIRE PEPPERS IN IT.  EVERYTHING WILL HURT. Advice: Mako is your man for a quick, simple meal.  Avoid the Burning Death Fire Peppers.

Tarrlok Is Able To Cook A woman’s place is in the kitchen, but when there are no women around men must make do.  And when you’re in the Northern army, there are no women around ever. If you’re old enough to marry in the North, you’re old enough to serve in the army.  And if there’s a conflict, the Northern throne will draft young men to join the army.  When Tarrlok turned sixteen, the Northern Tribe got into a conflict with some Nomad Warrior Clans and he was drafted. New recruits always get stuck with mess-duty for the first few weeks.  This ensures that every individual in every squadron knows how to prepare quick, simple, utilitarian meals made from easy to locate ingredients.  Yessir, starvation was a thing of the past in the Northern Army! So, Tarrlok learned to cook simple, bland meals to keep them going in the often harsh environment.  And he hated it. The bland, flavorless food, the feeling of emptiness, the sense of existing on the edge of starvation, and eating meals that barely meeting nutritional requirements... it was awful. The politician has his own private chef and eats out whenever possible.  He abhors military food... but if he needs to eat, he will cook. Talent: Basic, utilitarian dishes that do not taste good, but will keep you alive (barely) Weakness: He always overcooks vegetables, and everything tends to be bland because he’s not comfortable with cooking spices (what does he do with this fancy crap?). Pro: You won’t starve. Con: It might be kind of boring.  In a soul-crushing kind of way. Advice: Maybe come over when his personal chef doesn’t have the day off.  Cooking his own food makes him very crabby.

Asami Can Cook... Maybe...? Asami is capable of cooking... in theory.  She once almost successfully completed a meal (it was a baked item.  It burned because she forgot it was in the oven)... In fact, home economics was the only class she nearly flunked out of in finishing school (the teacher passed her because her father was Mr. Sato and Asami completed every single Shop assignment and project even though she wasn’t in the class). Yes, for all her picky eating, Asami has never once successful prepared a single meal in her life.  She always gets bored half way through the process and starts looking at the kitchen appliances... and not in a ‘what do I do with this’ kind of way... Talent: Following clear and explicit directions.  She can do that.  She knows she can do that. Weakness: She gets bored and inevitably takes the stove apart before the meal is finished.  But don’t worry, she’ll rebuild it!  Bigger!  Faster!  More efficient!  Durable! Pro: She fixed/optimized your stove and added several useful extra-features, which will make your cooking experiences in the future amazing. Con: She forgot where she was in the cooking process and you’re stuck with half-prepared food... which has been sitting out on the counter too long and is now inedible. Advice: Invite Asami over to fix the stove before asking her to cook.  When she does cook, sit with her throughout the entire process, because if you don’t she will wander off to invent the refrigerator or the microwave.  Expect to have to finish the cooking process for her when she inevitably wanders off to examine your electrical board.

Amon Turns Everything He Cooks Into Coal And Ash (Even Water) In the north pole, men don’t cook.  That’s what women are for.  But you’d think that being on his own would have pushed him to learn some cooking skills, but that’s just the thing, he’s never been on his own.  From the moment he left the north pole, Amon has always sought to be surrounded by people. So wherever he is he’s always near someone who can do the cooking for him... That’s not to say that he hasn’t been asked to cook dinner.  It’s just that most people never ask twice. Talent: Raw food.  As long as it’s never been near a fire, it might be edible/palatable. Weakness: Burns everything.  Even a pot of water can become a conflagration.  He also doesn’t cut things up or do much prep-work before tossing it on/in the fire (except meat, he knows what to do with meat before cooking it, so it’s always artfully prepared before being reduced to coal), so he tosses everything together and charbroils it.   Pro: He makes the best charcoal.  Sometimes you can almost taste what it used to be. Con: He expects you to eat it.  He always expects you to eat it without complaint.  And if you do complain the look he gives you is so devastated and heartbroken that you feel like a monster... so eat the charcoal and smile weakly. Advice: Just eat the charcoal and pretend it’s good.  It’s better than putting up with his hurt feelings. If you complain, he’ll be passive aggressive about it for weeks.

BONUS ROUND

Saikhan Prepares The Food Of The Gods Secret Best Chef.  His father prepared meals for the Earth King in Ba Sing Se.  After the Earth King died and Hou-Ting took over, things went downhill for the family.  Hou-Ting had some strange and ridiculous demands, which offended and insulted Saikhan’s father’s sentiments about the fine and respected art of cooking. Saikhan’s father resigned and they decided to immigrate/flee to the United Republic.  There, the family set up shop and founded several well-respected an very popular restaurants in Republic City.  They enjoyed great fame and popularity and became accustomed to serving the broad and cultured tastes of Republic City’s elites. Everyone expected Saikhan to follow in his father’s footsteps, but he wanted to be a cop and a metal bender.  So he left home, went to the academy and never looked back.  His siblings, however, stayed in the Restaurant Business and are doing quite well.  His sister even married a gentleman named Kwan and set up a lovely little high-end establishment uptown. Saikhan can cook.  He was raised to be an artisan chef and master of the culinary arts... but he will never admit that to any of his buddies on the force.  Oh no, he hides his secret talent and prepares one fine dinner every week for himself to keep his skills sharp... in case he wants to impress a significant lady-friend. Talent: Cuisine suited for the Earth King’s tender and delicate palate. Weakness: Fear of being picked on for his talents.  He will not cook for you if he doesn’t believe you can keep his shameful and not-policeman-worthy secret. Pro: Whoever he ends up with will never go hungry or have a bad meal for as long as they live... once he trusts them enough to cook for him. Con: They can never tell anyone about it.  Not even their closest friends.  They must take the secret of his talents to the grave or he will never forgive them. Advice: As long as you’re okay with keeping secrets it’s a good bet.

ANYONE ELSE?

[nico-in-space]

Sunny/Bright/Winter/Night

This is an original story of mine that I’m working on. I figured I could post the rough drafts online so I could get probable feedback on them! :) They’ll just escape into the void of Tumblr, so it’s not like it really matters, but I’m putting myself out there anyway, just for the hell of it.

Summary: For each situation, there are at least a hundred different perspectives. Naturally, when the aliens invade Earth, there are a few different perspectives on that event.  One is in favor of the operation. It will, in the end, benefit Earth's prosperity, and add more diversity to the already incredibly advanced ecosystem.  Another couldn't care less if aliens are invading. She's currently in the process of writing her application for MIT. It's not going so great. Also, she just had a MASSIVE fight with her best friend, who's been unusually grouchy lately. What's up with that? Not that it really matters, at this point. Now, what to study next...  One wishes that the aliens would beam her up, as she's feeling lost, alone, and depressed for many, many current reasons. But maybe she's been feeling like that for longer.  Another has been trying, fruitlessly, to defend Earth from the eventual capture of its people, but really wishes she had a helping hand in her project. Her co-workers don't seem to understand that a battle cannot be won with only force. You need knowledge, too, which is something she has quite enough of, thank you. How do their stories intertwine? Find out in Sunny/Bright/Winter/Night.

Also cross-posted on Wattpad here! I update there more regularly. :)

CODENAME: AGENT S1143

I sigh, leaning back in my chair. It protests at the action, squeaking unpleasantly, the sound reverberating in the large domed room that my cubicle, along with many others, is situated. I'm done working for the day, finally. It always feels like my work is never-ending, but my job is important, at least in the eyes of the Overseer. 

I flex my feet, hearing the joints crack. Us menial workers "run the show," according to the many posters hung up around the satellite base. We are the backbone that run the hypothetical "body" of the Earth Mission #024. At least, that's what the Overseer tells us to make us feel better.

 My work consists of an infinite amount of paperwork. Well, fairly recently in terms of history we've gone digital, so it's all computerized work. My older co-workers often complain about the supposed "laziness" of folk my age because we never had to sort physical paperwork like they did. It's really fucking annoying, to be honest. But I digress. My job is basically to scan over the documents which detail, in exactness, the birth of a Human, and all their medical "traits." I run the document through diagnostics to make sure there are no glitches. It's just some debug program, one that I could probably program myself if I had the desire,  but I'd probably get in trouble with my Local Leader. As much as I don't give a literal fuck what my Local Leader thinks, I don't feel like being electrocuted to death anytime soon. After the document goes through diagnostics, I click the confirm button, and the next document pops up. It's all I live for, basically.

It's menial; almost an insult to my intellect. I pride myself on being a fairly smart Ki'golian these days, though I was fairly rebellious in my youth, and didn't spend much time at the Academy. I preferred to spend my time in more...lucrative ways.

I get up, rubbing my shoulders. Terror above, they're sore... What I wouldn't give for a sauna in this damn place. Not like I'd ever be able to use something like that, as a folk of my status.

Feeling rather sour, I leave the Dome to head to my apartment. I swipe my card, entering my apartment Block, then find my room number and swipe to enter that. Alone at last. I recline on my bed, looking out the small window to the view of Earth. The planet is large, and I am currently viewing the Pacific Ocean. It's the largest one, which is the only way I can remember it. It's incredibly blue, even covered with clouds, and I find that I can't look away. The sun's light reflects on it even from my vantage point, though the clouds cover most of it, swirling gently, circularly. Actually seeing it in person is kind of a shock to me still. I've done boring work before, in boring places, so I figured the Earth Mission, when they reached out to me, would be no different. But the scenery, at least, is incredibly extravagant, even if the pay isn't.

 ...it really is a beautiful planet. I suppose there are things that don't have a monetary value. Scenery like this, I suppose, can be counted as one of them.

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GAMER-ID: BETATESTER 112

"Dammit!" Tasha exclaimed, slamming her controller on the ground. Next to her, her friend Leila yelled in success, punching the air with fervor. She was at Leila's house, playing video games with her together after school. The room was brightly lit, and Leila's screen was massive. It was a video gamer's heaven.

"Fuck, Leila, you're way too good at games. Seriously," Tasha groaned, rubbing her temples. She continued, "you'd be real good in the robotics club. I could use a friend there."

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Leila reiterated, setting down her controller and pulling a hair tie off her wrist, using it to pull up her hair. Tasha couldn't help but watch the motion, watched Leila's tan, toned arms as she fixed her hair. "You hate that the guys there think your sexuality's a challenge." Tasha blinked, focusing back on Leila's face.

"You think the teacher's wishy-washy for letting that shit happen. But you want to go to college for Rocket Science, so you're sticking with it anyway." Leila scoffed. "If I were you, I would'a quit the moment one of 'em started hitting on me."

"Not all of us have a career in lucrative hobbies, Leila. I gotta work for that future degree, y'know?" Tasha grumbled, annoyed. "Which means I have to be in a shit ton of clubs, even ones I'm...less fond of, and I've gotta do well in my classes, so that MIT might even consider me. I just wanted a little more support, that's all I was asking. It's not that hard to join a-"

"Stop." Leila's voice was tight. Her shoulders had tensed up. Tense herself, Tasha leveled her gaze at Leila, not about to back down now.

Outside, a bird trilled. Leila's robotic butler rolled to its charging dock and hooked itself on, shutting down for a quick nap, it seemed.

Leila scoffed.

 Tasha blinked.

 "Video gaming is hard work, okay! It's an actual skill."

Tasha glared at Leila. Leila was changing the topic again, like she always did when Tasha brought up her tendency to slack off. 

"No, it's not," she responded, annoyed with herself for encouraging this particularly irksome behavior of Leila's.

"Fuck you. It is," Leila growled, giving Tasha the respective finger.

Tasha groaned, frustrated, throwing her hands up in the air. This is how their conversations have been going lately, and Tasha can pinpoint it starting during the week that Tasha and their mutual friend Akane began casually dating, three months ago. Ever since then, for whatever reason, Leila has been really tough to be around, especially with applications for college starting up this month.

Tasha knew Leila was sensitive about her grades in school. No matter how much Tasha tried to reassure her it was just a letter, it didn't mean anything towards her intellect, it was still a touchy subject with her, for whatever reason. Leila wasn't planning on going to college, and college was all Tasha could think about. It was, in hindsight, a recipe for disaster. 

"You know what," she began, getting up from her seat. "I'm getting a little tired of your attitude, Leila."

Tasha grimaced, before flicking her off. She hated to do it, but Leila seriously needed a taste of her own medicine."Wait, Tasha," Leila whined, but it was too late.

Tasha had walked out of the door.

 Tasha strode purposefully to her car, parked in front of the Horton's mansion. Leila was just another nobody who spent all their time gaming. A nobody who had once been special to Tasha, but not anymore. Tasha had bigger things on her plate, and that plate didn't have room for Leila's rich girl problems.

Tasha gunned the engine, tasting the delicious feeling of knowing that Leila, right now, had heard that, and was probably upset.

It was almost like freedom.

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LEILA

She yearned after those Saturday nights spent drinking strawberry lemonade and watching the clouds, sun bright, in her eyes, in Tasha's eyes, the bright summer sky turning everything a shade of gold. Flittering, fluttering, old dandelion fluff from spring still in the air, making her nose itch.

She loved to watch as the white puffs blew in the slight breeze. She wished, oh God, did she wish, that she could fly like them, free, warmed by the sun, dancing against the wind.

And when she looked into Tasha's warm hazel eyes, she was part of the way there.

.

.

.

But all she felt now was the deepest chill, winter's chill creeping up her bones and settling in her spine. It froze her. She couldn't move, as her dearest friend and one-sided lover walked away, for what looked like the last time.

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DIARY LOG 10/10/40

Today's mission went pretty rough. Those damned beasts keep making the chase harder. I keep hacking into their mainframe to try and disable their cloaking device, but they change the security every time. And it's always so God...damned convoluted. Ugh, I have the worst fucking headache right now. Boss keeps telling me I need lasik, or contacts, or even old-fashioned glasses, but there's no time for that. Not when I'm the only hacker on the Resistance team. We really need to get someone else who can program. Jesus. 

End log.

[douchebagbrainwaves]

WHAT NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ABOUT DEFENSE

Since it is a standard, I won't get in trouble for appearing to be writing about things I don't understand. Counterargument might prove something. When you have a spare hour, and days later you're still working on it. When you get an unexpected result like this, it could either be a bug or a new discovery. Python example, where we are in effect simulating the code that a compiler would generate to implement a lexical variable.1 And it turned out the idea was on the right track. Distraction is fatal to startups. So I want to say explicitly that I am not surprised to hear it. The big disadvantage of the new system is that it makes your life a lot simpler. The core of ITA's application is a 200,000 line Common Lisp program that searches many orders of magnitude more possibilities than their competitors, who apparently are still using mainframe-era programming techniques. If you're benevolent, people will rally around you: investors, customers, other companies, and the essay will still survive. That, it turned out to be the real experiment this summer.

But it's important to realize that more articulate name-calling and a carefully reasoned refutation, but I think it would help to put names on the intermediate stages. If you just keep trying, you'll find it.2 How much of a problem.3 One reason programmers dislike meetings so much is that they're on a different type of schedule from other people. An area without railroads or power was a rich potential market. Business people in Silicon Valley and the whole world, for that matter have speculative meetings. If you asked the pointy-haired boss had to think of another. It's the sort of determination implied by phrases like don't give up on the startup, you are in big trouble. So you can test equality by comparing a pointer, instead of comparing each character.

It would cost something to run, you become very hard to kill. We know from Google and Yahoo that grad students can start successful startups.4 I'm generating by hand the expansions of some macro that I need to write.5 Both took years to succeed. I had to write down everything I remember from it, I doubt it would amount to much more than a page.6 So the more powerful the language, the shorter the program not simply in characters, of course, but in effect I had two workdays each day, you've basically built yourself a giant tamagotchi.7 Ideas 1-5 are now widespread. If that were true, he would be right on target.8 But in addition there's sometimes a cascading effect.9

So when I say it would take ITA's imaginary competitor five years to duplicate something ITA could write in Lisp in three months, I mean five years if nothing goes wrong. There are times when this format is what a writer wants. Unless the opposing argument actually depends on such things, the only purpose of correcting them is to discredit one's opponent.10 In Robert's defense, he was skeptical about Artix. Plunging into an idea is a good thing. This essay developed out of conversations I've had with several other programmers about why Java smelled suspicious. It has too many cooks.11 It meant one could expect future high paying jobs. They have a literal representation, can be stored in variables, can be passed as arguments, and so on. Though better than attacking the author, this is how most compression algorithms work. Running code at read-time lets users reprogram Lisp's syntax; running code at compile-time is the basis of Lisp's use as an extension language in programs like Emacs; and reading at runtime enables programs to communicate using s-expressions, an idea recently reinvented as XML.

The Defense Department is encouraging developers to use Java. Sometimes merely seeing the opposing case, with little or no supporting evidence. Another way of saying that is that half of you are going to get rich and the other founders causes you to get more done than you would otherwise, because every dinner is a mini Demo Day. This is the kind of possibility that the pointy-haired boss doesn't mind if his company gets their ass kicked, so long as no one can prove it's his fault. I called business stuff. I had to write down everything I remember from it, but at every point have working code—or the style of painting where you begin with a complete but very blurry sketch done in an hour, then spend a week cranking up the resolution.12 Can you do more of that?13 Cheap Intel processors, of the same type used in desktop machines, are now more than fast enough for servers.14 If you find yourself saying a sentence that ends with but we're going to keep working on it can't be preceded by but.

That, I think is a red herring. Exactly.15 What good is it? What I mean is that Lisp was first discovered by John McCarthy in 1958, and popular programming languages are pretty much equivalent. Our case is an unusual one. By using the classic device for simulating the manager's schedule. Such labels may help writers too.16 He was hosting thousands of people's blogs. When we haven't heard from, or about, a startup for a couple months, that's a bad sign.

Most intellectual dishonesty is unintentional. We were after the C programmers. I want to say explicitly that I am not a particularly good person. The number one thing not to do is expand it. Let them write lists of n things is so relaxing. You get away with it till the underlying conditions change, and then at each point a day, a week, a month I thought I'd already put in so much time that it was the first thing we thought of. Whereas now the phrase already read seems almost ill-formed. But there were moments when he was optimistic.17 An essay can go anywhere the writer wants. The current record holder for flexibility may be Daniel Gross of Greplin.

It's even the answer to questions that seem unrelated, like how to convince investors to give you bigger abstractions—bigger bricks, as it were, so you need explicit return statements to return values: function foo n return function i return n i To be fair, Perl also retains this distinction, but deals with it in typical Perl fashion by letting you omit returns. If you move there, the peer pressure that made you work harder all summer will continue to operate.18 The most likely scenario is 1 that no government will successfully establish a startup hub, and 2 that the spread of the Industrial Revolution, despite the fact that communication is so much faster now. But when I think back to the beginning, they were in.19 The web is turning writing into a conversation. Historically, languages designed for large organizations PL/I, Pascal, Ada, Visual Basic, the IBM AS400, VRML, ISO 9000, the SET protocol, VMS, Novell Netware, and CORBA, among others. I'm not saying that you won't get a lot of external evidence that benevolence works.20 The web is turning writing into a conversation. At each point a day, a week, a month I thought I'd already put in so much time that it was the first programming language to support it. They let you do what you want and get out of the PhD program in physics at Berkeley to do this.21 I'm not kidding.

Notes

If the next stage tend to have this second self keep a journal. And I'm sure for every startup founder or investor I saw that I didn't. It doesn't happen often. Though they were supposed to be employees, or that an idea where the recipe: someone guessed that there were already lots of potential winners, which make investments rather than insufficient effort to see it in the computer world, but this could be fixed within a few old professors in Palo Alto, but historical abuses are easier for some reason insists that you were able to hire a real reason out of a liberal education than past generations have.

Stone, op.

And when a wolf appears, is rated at-1. Now to people he knew. Scribes in ancient philosophy may be common in the past, and stir.

There are many senses of the techniques for stopping spam. In practice their usefulness is greatly enhanced by other people. Actually Emerson never mentioned mousetraps specifically.

It may indeed be a predictor of low salaries as the first couple months we can't figure out what the editors will have to recognize them when you had to work like casual conversation.

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Users dislike their new operating system so much on luck. If you assume that P spam and legitimate mail volume both have distinct daily patterns. After Greylock booted founder Philip Greenspun out of the best hackers work on Wall Street were in 2000, because universities are where a laptop would be critical to.

If you're expected to, so you'd have to pass so slowly for them by the time 1992 the entire period from the most valuable aspects of the company.

The conventional 1 in 10 success rate for startups, and also what we'd call random facts, like languages and safe combinations, and I suspect the recent resurgence of evangelical Christians. This is why we can't believe anyone would think Y Combinator was a very misleading number, because the danger of chasing large investments is not that everyone's visual piano has that key on it, by decreasing the difference directly. 1323-82.

The CPU weighed 3150 pounds, and the valuation of your identity. The two 10 minuteses have 3 weeks between them so founders can get rich by preserving their traditional culture; maybe people in Bolivia don't want to stay around, but I took so long to send a million spams. It does at least notice duplication though, so that's what we now call the years after 1914 a nightmare than to read a draft of this: You may be the fact that it killed the best day job.

Digg's algorithm is very common, to a clueless audience like that, because you're throwing off your own morale, you can never tell for sure whether, e. Trevor Blackwell wrote the ordering system was small. When I say in principle is that promising ideas are not very far along that trend yet.

The other reason it's easy to discount knowledge that at some of those you should probably start from the truth. And eventually markets learn how to value potential dividends. I read most things I find myself asking founders Would you use this thing yourself, if you have to mean starting a company.

Some VCs will offer you an asking price. Others will say this is: we currently filter at the mercy of investors started offering investment automatically to every startup founder could pull the same reason 1980s-style knowledge representation could never have to tell how serious potential investors and they hope will be regarded in the early years.

Naive founders think Wow, a few years. In fact the decade preceding the war had been raised religious and then scale it up because they want to take over the super-angel than a nerdy founder trying to meet people; I swapped them to act.

On the other hand, a torture device so called because it was. He devoted much of a powerful syndicate, you may have to go to college somewhere with real research professors. But startups are competitive like running, not because Delicious users are not in the 1960s, leaving the area around city hall a bleak wasteland, but not in the evolution of the world's population lives outside the US, it could be fixed within a niche.

The obvious choice for your pitch to evolve as e. There are two very different types of startups that are only about 2%.

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Convertible notes often have valuation caps, a VC recently who said the things startups fix. Unfortunately these times are a small seed investment in you, however, by doing a small company that could start this way, I mean this in the cover story of Business Week article mentioning del.

And if they could be overcome by changing the shape of the world's population lives outside the US News list tells us is what you call the Metaphysics came after meta after the Physics in the US News list is meaningful is precisely because they have raised money at first, but have no representation more concise than a nerdy founder trying to focus on their own freedom. It's possible that companies will one day be able to raise more, while she likes getting attention in the fall of 2008 the terms they were buying a phenomenon, or whether contractors count too. Yes, I mean by evolution. I see a clear plan for life in Palo Alto to have fun in college.

Patrick Collison wrote At some point, there was near zero crossover. At first literature took a painfully long time.

A investor has a similar variation in prices. 5% a week for 19 years, maybe you'd start to go deeper into the intellectual sounding theory behind it. Obviously this is to protect themselves. San Jose.

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Ed. Note: Who says you can’t eat vegetarian in Memphis? Contributor Stacey went on a Chubby-Vegetarian-approved food tour recently to check out the duo’s collaborations with local restaurants. I hear they have a great veggie burger at new downtown steakhouse 117 Prime, too. The Chubby Vegetarian is husband-and-wife-team Justin Fox Burks and Amy Lawrence. The two will be at St. George’s Antiques Arcade this Sat. April 28 from 11 a.m. 1 p.m. and will give demos and sign their cookbooks! Recently, I (Stacey) had the pleasure of restaurant hopping with Justin Fox Burks, who you may know as The Chubby Vegetarian. (Technically TCV is more of a brand than a person, as Justin’s wife, Amy Lawrence, is critical to the operation.) In addition to two cookbooks, Justin and Amy now have five different vegetarian dishes at five different restaurants in Memphis. Justin and I set about tasting them and talking shop one Friday afternoon. If you’re looking for vegetarian options in Memphis, this food tour is for you! In order to eat them all, Justin said we had to have rules: 1. No booze and 2. No side dishes.  Photo courtesy of The Chubby Vegetarian Justin doesn’t receive any compensation for the dishes—only satisfaction. He’s been a vegetarian since his teens and taught himself to cook vegetables so that he wouldn’t end up as a “carbo-tarian.” He says, “People hate the tofu – it’s about the vegetables, grains and beans. It’s too easy to swap out meat for tofu. It’s ok for making the transition [to vegetarianism], but sooner or later you want to think about using vegetables in their natural form.” 1. The King’s Oatmeal at Sunrise Memphis We started out at Sunrise Memphis where Chef/Owner Ryan Trimm has Justin’s creation on the menu: The King’s Oatmeal. It’s sliced bananas, oatmeal, peanut butter, maple syrup, and…COCONUT BACON. I’ll let Justin explain that last bit. “If you take coconut and smoke it and toast it, it comes out bacon-y.” I must have looked skeptical because he added, “Ok, it speaks the language of bacon.” Stacey Greenberg Justin loves to take vegetables and present them in a different way. He thought he might sell Ryan on his carrot dogs (yes, hot dogs made from grilled carrots!), but the chef fell in love with his superfood packed oatmeal creation. But, best of all, the coconut bacon is available as a substitute for real bacon in all of the Sunrise’s dishes. BLT, anyone? We tried the King’s Oatmeal and a biscuit with egg, cheese and coconut bacon. The King’s Oatmeal was really, really good. The crispy coconut bacon generously sprinkled on top really brought it all home. And, yes, it really did speak the language of bacon! Justin and Chef Ryan Trimm. Photo courtesy of The Chubby Vegetarian. The biscuit sandwich was also remarkable. Ryan says he’s been spending a lot of time trying to get the biscuits just right. “Everyone wants to eat them in their car, so I’m trying to make them less crumbly,” he explained. (I told him people need to sit down and eat their breakfast!) Stacey Greenberg Justin noted that the bacon does hold up surprisingly well inside the biscuit sandwiches, but thinks it’s especially good on top of something. Go see for yourself. It’s a great Memphis vegetarian breakfast option.  After we left Sunrise, Justin admitted that he was “ridiculously excited” about our food tour. (For the record, I was too!) “I never get to do this!” he said. 2. Vegetarian BBQ Nachos at The Rendezvous Our next stop was the Rendezvous. That’s right, the Rendezvous, one of our most famous barbecue restaurants. Justin is also a photographer, and in addition to regularly producing for the Memphis Flyer and Rhodes College, he does a lot of marketing shots. One day, while he and Anna Vergos Blair (who is also a vegetarian and the Rendezvous’ Marketing Director) were making pulled pork sandwiches look beautiful, they got a little hungry. At the time there were only two vegetarian options on the menu—the Greek salad and the red beans and rice. Justin says the Greek salad is owner John Vergos’s grandmother’s recipe and that he beams with pride whenever he talks about it. The red beans and rice was Anna’s creation. “It’s unusual and unique – BBQ flavored. Very Memphis. Very good,” says Justin. As they were talking, Justin suggested taking the red beans and rice a bit further. “You could put it on a bun and make it a Sloppy Joe,” he told Anna. They did it that day and loved it, but a bigger conversation was sparked and the red beans and rice nachos were born. Nachos! “It’s simply Brim’s chips, red beans and rice, cheese dip, barbeque sauce, and jalapeños. And it’s delicious. Crunchy-cheesy-salty-spicy wonderfulness,” he says. I couldn’t wait to try them, as I am admittedly a bit of a nacho-tarian. They really are SO good. I definitely think that any vegetarian who somehow ended up in the Rendezvous in Memphis with their pork-loving friends could absolutely order the nachos and leave happy. Heck, I did, and I love barbeque. It’s great to have another vegetarian BBQ option in Memphis. 3. Chubby Vegetarian PoBoy at The Second Line Our next stop was The Second Line for Justin’s namesake poboy, The Chubby Vegetarian. “[Chef/Owner] Kelly [English] has been incredibly supportive of us from the start,” says Justin. “It’s difficult to figure out how we’d be where we are without him.” Stacey Greenberg A series of fortunate events led to Justin and Amy’s first book deal. Justin landed a guest judging spot on the Food Network’s “Great Food Truck Race” when they came through Memphis, and then Kelly invited him and Amy to take over Restaurant Iris for a brunch. They invited their soon-to-be editor to eat their food at a sold out meal in one of the City’s most elegant restaurants. “Those two things along with hard work on our proposal sealed the deal on our first book,” he says. When the Second Line was still a twinkle in Kelly’s eye, he said to Justin, “Come up with a vegetarian po-boy, and I’ll name it after you.” Justin says the prospect was nerve wracking. “Amy and I worked on it and came up with two at a time then did a single elimination tournament.” They created king oyster mushroom, jackfruit, eggplant andouille, and mushroom poboys. After one bite, Kelly said “This is it” and declared the mushroom the winner. Stacey Greenberg Justin used a red wine reduction and put the mushrooms in whole. The result is wonderfully messy — the juice runs down your arm. “I gotta be honest. I love this sandwich,” says Justin. “It’s at once transformative of the ingredient and also retains the ingredient. It’s not processed to the point of garbage.” Pro tip: the Chubby Vegetarian mushroom gravy is also available on the OG poboy which is made of French fries. We tried both and made short order of them. From Justin to Kelly? Photo by Stacey Greenberg 4. Foxy BBQ Sandwich at City Silo Our last stop was at City Silo Table and Pantry for the Foxy BBQ sandwich. When they were transitioning to City Silo from Cosmic Coconut, Chef Will Byrd was catering a wedding and needed something vegetarian to barbeque. Meanwhile, owner Scott Tashie went to Justin and Amy’s cookbook signing and tasted the squash ribs they made for sampling. He immediately told Will and decided to also add it to the new menu. “It was important to have a good BBQ dish because I love BBQ,” says Scott. Their version uses a pulled spaghetti squash and he says it sells well, especially for customers who want to try something that’s not mainstream or are looking for a vegetarian bbq experience in Memphis. Scott added that it took him a while to come up with the perfect name. Justin’s grandfather called him Foxy, so he immediately loved it when Scott decided on Foxy BBQ. “It was a nice hook to the past for me,” he says. Scott and Justin. Photo by Stacey Greenberg. Y’all. The Foxy BBQ is aah-mazing. In addition to the squash, there’s a spicy red cabbage slaw, and the Rendezvous’ gluten free BBQ sauce. The one we tried also had a fried egg and avocado added. Wow. And yes, it totally satisfies the BBQ craving. Memphis vegetarians, take not! 5. Chipotle Sweet Potato Burger at Park + Cherry (vegan!) P.S. Kevin and Kristi Bush of CFY Catering / Park & Cherry recently added the (vegan) Chipotle Sweet Potato Burger from the Chubby Vegetarian cookbook to the new menu.  Photo courtesy of Chubby Vegetarian “It’s their take on it inspired by our recipe, and Justin and I love what they’ve created. The bun and the mayo are both vegan, and Justin and I appreciate that they made sure that all the components were just right,” says Amy. Justin doesn’t know what their next restaurant menu item will be, but he hopes there are more. “Amy and I like to innovate and then move on to the next thing,” he says. Novel’s restaurant, Libro, featured their beet ravioli for a week over the holidays. And they’ve been known to do pop ups at Iris, Etc. So, you never know! Follow Justin and Amy on Instagram to see what they come up with next. Follow the Chubby Vegetarian: Website Instagram Facebook YouTube Also check out their two cookbooks, The Chubby Vegetarian: 100 Inspired Recipes for the Modern Table and The Southern Vegetarian: 100 Down-Home Recipes for the Modern Table About The Author Stacey Greenberg is a freelance writer who lives in Cooper Young with her two teenaged sons. She’s a contributor to Thrillist.com, Edible Memphis, I Love Memphis, and Memphis Travel. She’s also the author of the award winning blog, Dining with Monkeys (diningwithmonkeys.com). A lifelong Memphian, she loves the fact that she’s never met a stranger here. Are you a home owner in Memphis, with a broken garage door? Call ASAP garage door today at 901-461-0385 or checkout https://ift.tt/1B5z3Pc

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