Honestly, I do get concerned about my partner’s drinking sometimes. I’d be a lot more worried if it happened more often, but he really doesn’t seem to have a lot of brakes once he does get started.

(And, as I have commented before, that also seems to be a major socially acceptable pressure release valve to the point that he can even talk much about what’s been bothering him. I have plenty of my own shit going on, but being wound that tight can’t be good for a person even without overdoing the booze to cope.)

And pub culture here really does not help with that. Thinking again with the extended pub crawl with people from work. After several hours with an open bar at that work dinner 😱

I don’t even want to bring it up unless it should turn into a more frequent thing. Which it hasn’t since we got together. But, he was in quite a shape getting home tonight.

spartanlocke:

justcuzelephants:

kremlint:

kremlint:

railroadsoftware:

railroadsoftware:

this was such a moment in time captured

an underrated part of this video is at 1:00 when someone off camera speaks complete gibberish

there are a billion things I love about this video. the kiss on the lips. the guy that picks up the cigarette immediately. fuck

the fact they’re all dressed like something that could be called prog slav

it’s back

iamnotlanuk:

pressxtodavid:

imaginedsoldier:

kremlint:

kremlint:

railroadsoftware:

railroadsoftware:

this was such a moment in time captured

an underrated part of this video is at 1:00 when someone off camera speaks complete gibberish

there are a billion things I love about this video. the kiss on the lips. the guy that picks up the cigarette immediately. fuck

the fact they’re all dressed like something that could be called prog slav

Every time I see this video I forget that they’re speaking English until the “come on then” partway through

This is real England

British Strong Style

clatterbane:

The good news: I finally figured out why the doorbell has been going off randomly multiple times a day and driving me up the wall. I forgot that Mr. C had accidentally unplugged the receiver Sunday, and that apparently messed up the pairing. Who knows what it was picking up on before I unplugged it, but it wasn’t our button unit which wasn’t ringing it at all when I tested. (Or any of the close neighbors’ bells, or I would have seen somebody outside another door at some point.)

The not so great news: Fixing that will have to wait until after Mr. C gets home after some office Christmas dinner thing. I’m hoping just pairing them again will do the trick, without having to yank the battery out of the button unit. (Which the manual wasn’t helping me get open…) But, that receiver is far enough from the front door that I need to either grow Plastic Man’s arms, or get someone else to push one of the buttons within the 10 second pairing window 😬

(I purposely got this new doorbell unit with multiple receivers, so I could put another one in the bedroom. That one kept picking up interference and going off inappropriately even with it paired properly, with no obvious way of choosing a different frequency. Which was aggravating enough. Now hoping we can at least get Receiver #1 up and running again, without it doing the same thing 😧)

The “after some office Christmas dinner thing” turned into “…and also an extended pub crawl afterwards with some people from work”. (On a Tuesday 🙄)

I kinda figured the delay was something like that, but I was starting to get a little impatient.

But anyway, he finally got home and that did fix the problem.

The good news: I finally figured out why the doorbell has been going off randomly multiple times a day and driving me up the wall. I forgot that Mr. C had accidentally unplugged the receiver Sunday, and that apparently messed up the pairing. Who knows what it was picking up on before I unplugged it, but it wasn’t our button unit which wasn’t ringing it at all when I tested. (Or any of the close neighbors’ bells, or I would have seen somebody outside another door at some point.)

The not so great news: Fixing that will have to wait until after Mr. C gets home after some office Christmas dinner thing. I’m hoping just pairing them again will do the trick, without having to yank the battery out of the button unit. (Which the manual wasn’t helping me get open…) But, that receiver is far enough from the front door that I need to either grow Plastic Man’s arms, or get someone else to push one of the buttons within the 10 second pairing window 😬

(I purposely got this new doorbell unit with multiple receivers, so I could put another one in the bedroom. That one kept picking up interference and going off inappropriately even with it paired properly, with no obvious way of choosing a different frequency. Which was aggravating enough. Now hoping we can at least get Receiver #1 up and running again, without it doing the same thing 😧)

baapi-makwa:

baapi-makwa:

Boozhoo (hello), my name is Ken, I am a disabled Ojibwe artist from northern Wisconsin who has recently relocated to northern Minnesota to be closer to my children and have better access to healthcare. I am writing this post because I am having a hard time making ends meet and any donations I could possibly receive at this time would be greatly appreciated. Recent events have left my bank account depleted and I am still having to help cover the utility bills back home on the reservation for my father who is also disabled.

I do have PayPal, that is really the best way to donate at this time, the email I use for that is: baapimakwa@gmail.com, or you can click here.

Did not plan on returning to the reservation until after the holiday season is over but my father went to the tribe’s event and ended up getting presents for my roomies little ones and for my own little ones, so now now I am gonna have to go down sometime during this week and gas money will be needed. I will also have the opportunity to pick up a turkey from the tribe which is much needed for my household.

Reviving the concept of cousins.

withasmoothroundstone:

People here have probably at some point read my descriptions of what ‘cousin’ meant in autistic communities and why I think reviving the term is important.  I wrote about it again on my other blog for Autistic History Month.  I also submitted it to the people doing Autistic History Month so hopefully they’ll post it somewhere.  I’d been going to write something else, but this post came out of me at the last minute, and seemed far more useful than what I had been going to write.

Bringing people together with words like ‘cousin’ allows people to identify with autistic people, without putting pressure on them to figure out instantly whether they are actually autistic or not. It allows people to acknowledge that most skills and difficulties autistic people experience are not totally unique to autistic people. It allows people to acknowledge the vast grey area that is both outside of standard definitions of autism, and outside of neurotypical, but that resembles autism in important ways. It allows people to acknowledge that the boundary between autistic and nonautistic is fuzzy at best. And it does all that while contributing to people understanding more about themselves and each other, and bringing people together into friendships, communities, and other relationships they might not otherwise have.

So I really believe that it would not only be a good thing to remember the word ‘cousin’ and what it used to mean, but to revive it and expand its use for more than just autistic people. It allows for so much more flexibility than people are currently given about a lot of different identity groups, and that’s important. So if you like the idea of cousins, by all means, use it and adapt it as much as you want, for whatever groups of people in your own life you think it would best apply to.

Reviving the concept of cousins.

Autistics Make Others Uncomfortable, Instantly

butterflyinthewell:

xmyautisticlifex:

ftessarobinsonlpc:

This does a good job of showing the difficulties autistic people face when socializing. I feel the distinction between it’s not what they say or do but how they express themselves that puts neurotypicals ill at ease is important because it shows the scope of the problem. My son recently started a school for autistic children, and he has made so many friends there. Since so much of the world is neurotypical I think we need to focus on ensuring that autistic children have ways to socialize with other autistic children and developing this safe space with people who are like them.

I’ve always felt this and wondered if its true, its interesting to see it is 

Yup, the irony is neurotypicals are the ones telling us to change for them no matter our discomfort, but they don’t budge to change for us. They blame us for failing to live up to their expectations, yet never ask us what we expect of them. Even if they did, they’ll just be all “lol too bad” at us anyway.

Autistics Make Others Uncomfortable, Instantly