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第五年第一百三十天
May. 21st, 2026 06:23 amnnozomi posting in guardian_learning艹 part 16
葱, onion; 蒋, family name Jiang; 蒙, Mongolia/dazed, dim ( pinyin )
https://www.mdbg.net/chinese/dictionary?cdqrad=140
语法
4.6 使, to make something happen
https://www.digmandarin.com/hsk-4-grammar
词汇
厂，工厂, factory (pinyin in tags)
https://mandarinbean.com/new-hsk-4-word-list/
Guardian:
那是被吓懵了, I was startled witless
[can't find any examples of this 使, too many 黑袍使 muddying the waters]
[also no 厂 in dialogue]
Me:
我去一下超市买小葱花。
厂长使他们加班。
Reading high fantasy
May. 21st, 2026 12:33 amcimoreneBut that reminded me that I had another book by Wells waiting. I bounced off Witch King the first time I picked it up because it starts with a three page glossary of characters with exotic fantasy names, and those always annoy me. It's useful to have a list, but I think I prefer it as a appendix. I don't have any patience for homework that I'm supposed to do before I start reading. If your book is prose, and it's elaborate enough to require reference lists (is my feeling), you'd fucking better be able to write exposition skillfully enough to introduce your characters and places in the text! And Wells is skilled enough to do that. You don't need to read the list before you start reading.
Not knowing how to pronounce the names is also very annoying, but I have to say that on balance, the fantasy novels that try to explain the pronunciation in a folksy way are even more annoying, so I think I agree with her choice. It would just be nice to have an appendix with actual phonetic symbols, or a whole thing explaining the phonology of each invented language (Wells isn't Tolkien. I don't think she actually invented the languages). In things that are set in the real world, or very close to it, it's usually possible to identify the places and languages and thus get at least a good guess at pronunciation, but Wells' fantasy cultures are not (to me) merely identifiable Earth ones with the serial numbers filed off (which is a point very much in her favor in terms of world-building, but it does make pronunciation more challenging). But my mind's ear has to decide what it thinks for each name or I'll be stumbling over them every time, and I cannot actually stop myself from getting distracted wondering about it nearly every time the names come up. Of course this is a set of eternal dilemmas in high fantasy.
This book is more recent than the Ile-Rien trilogy and much more mature and well written, but I still prefer her sf to her fantasy.
What I'm Doing Wednesday
May. 20th, 2026 04:19 pmsageyarning
Got the cat-shaped ornaments in the mail. Still working on the bunny commission. My hands are so out of shape/in arthritic and tendonditic pain. I'm so slow.
healthcrap
3 doc appts in the past week. Psych is moving away, leaving me in limbo til September (I have meds). I'm so tired, still. My folate levels are super high (B12 is normal), so I'm off vitamins and trying to limit my dietary folate in hopes that will make me feel better. But my whole diet was high-folate food. /frustrated. Anyway, I'm supposed to resume allergy shots, which I do not want to do with gas prices this high. Sigh.
#resist
June 27: No Kings 5, or whatever #50501 is calling it this time. I'm so furious at the regime.
I hope you're all doing well! Have a safe Memorial Day Weekend if this applies to you! <333
i’m calling it ‘wil wheatcon’ until i can think of something better
May. 20th, 2026 07:42 pm![[syndicated profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/feed.png){kind=small}
wwdn_feedIn an average year, I travel to around 5 or 6 cities for conventions. Almost every time I announce an appearance, the most common response is some version of “that’s great! When are you coming to [my town]?”
I’m not coming to your town, but I am coming to your computer (or your tablet or your phone or even your TV, I think) on June 7 for a virtual convention that needs a much better name than Couch Con, because at this moment in time, that creates a very specific, very unfortunate, image. (Maybe it will happen today).
Seriously, I hate every name I think of for this. What would you call a virtual convention where I am the guest of honor, the toastmaster, the featured author, and also the only guest? Wil Wheatcon is kind of cute, I think, but I feel like there’s something better. If you have one, would you comment?
The Untitled Wil Wheaton Virtual Convention came out of an unrelated meeting with my friends and partners in crime at Stands about how we wanted to turn some of my designs into stickers. One thing lead to another, and I’m just going to get to the graphic you’ve probably looked at already:
I love going to cons, and spending time with my people. I love sharing how much we love all our nerd shit. I love the safe place we create together. And I know that money is tight for everyone right now, everything costs more than it should, and just the price of a ticket can put a con out of reach for a lot of people. And that’s not even accounting for whatever we spend on merch, art, autographs, and photo-ops.
So a big, big part of my wanting to do this is the opportunity to do something convention-ish, which is way more affordable, at just fifteen bucks. Hell, get ten friends together and everyone can cover the ticket with the change in their pockets. People still have change in their pockets, right?
I have met tens of thousands of people over the years. I know that this is an unscientific, heavily-skewed metric that would fail any peer review, but I still think it matters that the single most common thing they tell me is some version of “I loved your panel discussion. I wish you’d had more time for questions.”
Well, if you’re one of those people, this is probably going to crawl your dungeon. We have as much time as we want, I can take as many questions as I want, and if enough people ask, I’ll even read you some flash fiction I wrote. And we’re offering some break out, private meet and greets, for anyone who wants that experience.
Oh, I’m also going to pull my kitty ears out and put them on for a Wil Wheatcon exclusive autographed 8×10, if that’s your thing and you wanted to add some whimsy to your life.
A few people I know have done this kind of event, and they all tell me that it’s so much fun, so uplifting, and a wonderful way to spend a couple hours together. I believe them, and I’m excited to experience that for myself. I hope you’ll join me!
I’m so glad you are here. If you’d like to get my updates via email, here’s the thingy:
"21 years or more"
May. 20th, 2026 09:31 pmvivdunstan
And The River Drags Her Down, by Jihyun Yun
May. 20th, 2026 01:17 pmrachelmanija
A beautifully written, atmospheric riff on Pet Sematary, among other things, in which the women of a Korean-American family living in a small, mostly white town have the power to resurrect the dead. They only use it on small animals, primarily to resurrect their beloved pet rat Milkis every time he dies of old age, which is about every three years. (If the author hasn’t kept pet rats, I will eat my hat.) Theoretically they could resurrect humans, but family lore says it’s a very, very bad idea. Despite extreme temptation, the two teenage sisters do not try to resurrect their mom when she dies in a car crash. But when the older sister, Mirae, drowns in the river, her younger sister Soojin can’t resist…
This isn’t the kind of story that’s built around surprises – we know from the beginning that sometimes dead is better, and the whole idea of forbidden resurrection is about refusing to accept the fact of death, so that also must come into play—but rather about the journey. The book has a water-drenched, hothouse atmosphere, all claustrophobic relationships and emotions too intense to bear. It’s a bit spooky but mostly an exploration of grief and love via creepy magic. I thought it was great, but rat lovers should heed the note below. (Which is too bad because the pet rat character is great.)
Content notes: The same pet rat repeatedly dies of old age and is resurrected, a process which involves some physical mutilation of the corpse. This part didn’t bother me but the rat does also die one painful and violent death, which did. There is also a flashback story to earlier generations involving a chicken that gets repeatedly killed in a cruel way. Lots of body horror. The story is centrally about grief.
Mo Dao Zu Shi: Night Bus, by Suspicious_Popsicle.
May. 20th, 2026 02:32 pmfull_metal_ox posting in fancakePairings/Characters: M/M; Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian
Rating: General Audiences
Length: 3,343
Content Notes: No AO3 Warnings Apply; winter weather as relentless atmosphere and adversary; public transportation as a liminal zone; the situation is open to interpretation.
Creator Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting
Creator Links: (AO3–locked)
suspicious_popsicle,(Tumblr-locked) Theme: Journey & Travel, Hurt/Comfort, Modern AU
Summary: When he came to, the bus was on the freeway. The windows were dewed with drops of melted snow that shone with captured light. Outside, traffic was at a standstill. Dingy slush covered the roads, gradually accumulating as snow drifted down from the woolen sky, the flakes picked out in sharp contrast where they plunged into the light of streetlamps and headlights. Wei WuXian laughed softly to see it. When he turned away from the window, he saw that the beautiful man from earlier was still sitting next to him, watching him with an expression that might, optimistically, be called inquisitive.
“The snow,” Wei WuXian said, gesturing outside. “It looks like champagne bubbles, only going the wrong way.” He laughed again, and rubbed his head. “Have you ever felt drunk, but been pretty sure you weren't drinking? Haha, no, never mind me. I'm just tired.” He rubbed a hand over his face, wanting desperately to sleep.
Author’s Notes: For
For my friend, who got stuck on a bus and sent me photos. XD
(See the end of the work for other works inspired by this one.)
Reccer's Notes: A modern AU account of a snowy night when Lan Wangji serves as Public Transit Guardian Angel to an exhausted, dissociating, and hypothermic Wei Wuxian—who has been in far more trouble than he realizes.
Until the summer of 2023, shanks’ mare and Dayton, Ohio’s city bus system were my primary modes of transportation. This hazy grey winter ghost-story-or-is-it? is anchored in Suspicious_Popsicle’s concrete lived-in detail, nailing the experience of looping interminably around just to shelter from the elements, waiting for the next opportunity for a stop or transfer (better hope you have at least a day pass and a sympathetic driver, and that you don’t drowse off again!) And of trudging wearily forward through the hostile frigid weather in sodden Vimes’ Boots! Boots! Boots!
Suffice to say that the idea of rescue by a steadfast, devoted, and ethereally handsome Saint Bernard held a profound appeal.
(This hits similar narrative pressure points to
Fanwork Links: (AO3-locked): Night Bus, by
Collections: fics that cured ser’s depression
Inspired Works:
Little Talks, by
[Podfic] Night Bus, by
do I have to hire an employee who went scorched earth after she left?
May. 20th, 2026 05:59 pmaskamanager_feedA reader writes:
I am a senior administrator, with a team of 10. Most of the positions that I supervise are entry level, a lot of recent college grads. I am happy to have these folks on my team and enjoy mentoring them. Generally, I expect people to stay in this role for 2-5 years before advancing to a different department or a different company, sometimes a different field altogether.
Last year, a woman who had been working on my team for five years, Milly, let me know that she was looking for a new job with more growth. I encouraged her and said that I was happy to help however I could and to serve as a reference. She was generally a good employee. While she needed a lot of coaching on professional norms and communication, I expect that in this role, and she had shown growth in her time here.
A few months later, Milly went to my grandboss with a litany of complaints about me and the job, none of which she had ever brought up to me in any way. He referred the issue to my direct supervisor, and we met to discuss her concerns. Many of them had to do with confusion around exempt vs non-exempt employees. At the time, we put some things in place to help with some of her biggest complaints around scheduling and communication.
A few months later she quit, and on her way out she went full scorched earth on me to my direct supervisor. There were dozens of complaints about me, my team, and the department, most of which were objectively and demonstrably not true. Several were things that I could easily prove were simply fabrications.
I certainly have growth areas, but many of her complaints were things that I’ve never heard from anyone I’ve managed in 20 years of management. That said, I really sat with all the feedback and tried to lift out what was true. I processed it with my supervisor (who I have a great relationship with). I made some structural changes that I think have really helped our team (including clarifying roles and lines of communication) that were probably overdue. Things are good. Recent reviews and surveys indicate that the team is happy.
That was six months ago. I am now hiring for a recently created position that is a middle management position. This position and I will work very closely together. Shortly after the position was posted publicly, Milly applied for it.
How do I proceed with this hiring process in a way that is fair? Before she left, I probably would have considered her for this role, but would have had reservations about her communication and professionalism. Those reservations have only increased since she left since I’ve also learned some things since she left that demonstrate questionable judgment in her previous role.
I have a committee that will help with the hiring, so it won’t be down to me alone, but ultimately I will have the final say on who we hire. I think it’s unlikely that Milly will emerge as a top candidate, although she does have some good friends who will be part of that process. I want to give her a fair chance, but I also can’t imagine working so closely with someone who said such awful things about me. I also worry that if she is not selected it may look like retaliation. What is the best way for me to proceed?
You can just say no. You don’t need to meet some outside standard of objectivity where you pretend that you don’t have the knowledge about Milly that you do have, or where you assess her the way you would if you had never worked together.
It is completely normal for a manager to consider what they know about a candidate from working with them previously and to decide, based on that experience, that they don’t want to hire them again, and not to advance them in the hiring process as a result. You don’t need to go through the charade of interviewing her; that’s a waste of your time and her time. And really, offering her an interview out of “fairness” sends her a message that’s strangely out of sync with the reality of the situation, which is that if you tell a bunch of lies as you leave a job, you’ve burned that bridge and that manager isn’t going to want to rehire you later.
(Frankly, it’s bizarre that Milly applied for the position at all, if she realizes that you’re the manager of it! Which might be further illustration that her judgment is weird, which you already knew.)
Even though you’re part of a hiring committee, if you’re the manager for the open position, you are on very solid ground in saying, “I worked with Milly in the past, we did not work together well, and I am not interested in bringing her back.” It would be highly unusual for the rest of the hiring committee to push back on that as long as you’re known to have good judgment, but if you need to enlist your manager in backing you up, do. If anything, I’d think your manager would be surprised to learn you’re even considering interviewing her!
You said that you’re worried not hiring her will look retaliation, but it’s not retaliation to factor in firsthand knowledge of a former employee. It’s an expected and natural outcome.
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WisCon Online
May. 20th, 2026 11:05 amgwynnegaFrankensteins and Their Monsters
Online Zoom Room 4 • Reading, Viewing, and Critiquing Science Fiction • Sat 7:00 PM–8:15 PM CDT
Prompted by Guillermo del Toro recent adaptation of Frankenstein let's talk about the adaptation history of the original text! How do the adaptations deal with the horrors of creation, revenge, and isolation? How do they feed each other, so that a Frankenstein adaptation adapts both the novel and the Universal monster? And what does it do to Frankenstein and the wretch to make them recurring characters on TV shows?
S.M. Hallow, Gwynne Garfinkle, Sophia Babai, Mod: Anika Dane
Embodiment, Planets, Health, Earth
Online Zoom Room 5 • Readings • Sat 8:30 PM–9:45 PM CDT
Speculative Poetry: on ecopoetics, disability, embodied ways of knowing.
Anonymous, Petra Kuppers, Gwynne Garfinkle
Never-Too-Late Futures
Online Zoom Room 2 • The Craft and Business of Writing • Sun 4:00 PM–5:15 PM CDT
Publishing discourse loves "30 under 30," but many speculative fiction authors publish their first novel in their 40s, 50s, 60s, or later. This panel invites older debuts and late-blooming writers to talk about craft, career realities, disability and energy, caretaking, and ageism in the field. What pressures and freedoms come with starting "late," and what does a sustainable, politically engaged writing life look like beyond the hustle?
Esker Park, Catherine Lundoff, Mod: Andrea Hairston, Gwynne Garfinkle, Sam Wilket
What’s in my NOW? — Greg Schneider-Bateman
May. 20th, 2026 05:34 pmcooltools_feed
PHYSICAL
- Feel Good Bench: I use a cushion when I meditate at home, but when I travel, I pack a Feel Good Bench. You can spend way too much time comparing different benches online. This one is sturdy, comfortable, slides into a backpack, and is solidly constructed with wires and magnets.
- Clock Parts: I love clocks. I have a classic Simplex schoolhouse clock in my kitchen that was on the wall of every one of my classrooms growing up. But for a long time it was powered by a long, ugly cord hanging down the wall. So I fixed it with parts from Clockparts.com. They have the parts to turn any old clock into a battery powered clock. My Simplex clock now runs a sweep hand on one D battery that I replace every two and half years. My antique Ingraham mantel clock runs great, and you’d never know it is battery powered.
- RO Bucket: I have a hobby sugarbush and tap twelve trees on my city lot in Saint Paul, MN. But boiling all that sap while teaching and raising kids is a challenge. The RO Bucket helps me manage it by removing around 60% of the water. It saves me crazy amounts of time and money and allows me to stay on top of big sap runs. It’s easy to use and maintain and Carl, the owner, is always available to troubleshoot problems.
DIGITAL
- Omnioutliner Pro: I bought my first PowerBook in 2001, and OmniOutliner came preinstalled. I’ve never looked back. I think, read, and write structurally, and so my tendency is to outline. This tool helps me organize all my writing and speaking projects. Most often, I use it to plan out my courses. I’ve built a template to organize each course by weeks and days. It’s easy to update after class with what worked and what didn’t. The Essentials version gives you a feel for things, but the Pro version is where the magic really happens.
- YNAB: This is probably over-recommended, but YNAB is easily the one digital tool I can’t live without. My wife and I have been using it since 2010 to manage finances. It’s allowed us to budget for moving, buying a house, changing jobs multiple times, having one then two then — surprise — three kids, prioritizing travel, and saving for retirement. The transparency allows us to have super easy money conversations. It’s the first app I open every morning.
INVISIBLE
N-1
Call it Buddhist, Stoic, existentialist, or whatever, this is my shorthand for capturing the idea that we will do everything in our lives a finite number of times and that eventually we will do everything a final time. I tattooed it on my arm. It helps me more deeply appreciate the good moments, recognize that even the challenging things will end, and reminds me that there will eventually be a final time. And, sadly, we often don’t know when that is. Is it now? Sam Harris’s Last Time meditation from his excellent Waking Up app conveys this better than I can.
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my coworker sent a rude message about me and I saw it
May. 20th, 2026 04:29 pmaskamanager_feedA reader asks:
I was on a Zoom call recently with the president of our company and two junior staff members who I do not manage directly.
I made a comment during the meeting, and suddenly a snarky Slack message about me from one of the junior members of my team came across my screen. (She said, “Uhhh, that’s literally what I said a minute ago,” seemingly about a suggestion I made to the president.) She had accidentally sent it to the entire team when it was meant for one of the other junior employees. All of the team members looked first confused then horrified, but didn’t say anything. When she realized her mistake, she quickly deleted it, and then the meeting progressed awkwardly as if nothing happened.
When the president asked her about it in a meeting a few days later, she completely denied it. There is no proof of it because it was deleted but everyone on the call saw it. I’m not sure how to move forward with her, as it’s a she said-she said situation without photo evidence.
I answer this question over at Inc. today, where I’m revisiting letters that have been buried in the archives here from years ago (and sometimes updating/expanding my answers to them). You can read it here.
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Wednesday: oof and yay and, soon, yum
May. 20th, 2026 04:48 pmthe_shoshannaGeoff: Sounds good!
me: Want to sit down with me and compare options?
Geoff: Nah, I already listed the hikes that interested me; any one of those that you like will be fine. Go ahead and pick one.
Geoff today: Why are we climbing up and down and up and down again? Why are there so many stairs? Who thought this was a good idea?
me: I said--! And you said--! And I said--! And you said--!
Geoff: Alas. Hoist on my own petard.
Today we hiked for five hours, and we still have a 25-minute walk each way to dinner
At least the walk to dinner will be flat!
Today we walked around the Jerbourg peninsula, at the southeasternmost point of Guernsey. Once again we started in a residential/commercial area (where the bus let us off) and walked through it into more quiet residential and some farming areas, and then began following the familiarly precipitous coastal path. It was a bit chilly to start, and the islands of Herm and Sark (and the smaller islands and outcrops that I'm sure have names, but 🤷) were blurred in the mist, but over the course of the day it became quite warm and sunny. Having started the day in thermal leggings under long hiking pants, and in a long-sleeved shirt, a fleece, and a jacket, and also in my wool hat, by the time we caught our bus home I had stripped out of everything except my shirt (with the sleeves rolled up) and the thin hiking pants (with the legs zipped off to turn them into shorts). It was lovely!
And so was the walk, which there isn't much new to say about, but I bet I can find something.
On the way to the coastal trail proper we passed two watering places that were at least two hundred years old, according to the markers. Next to the road or footpath there's first a spring or fountain that was for people to get water at, enclosed in a small sort of cupboard maybe three feet by three feet by three feet with a latched door to keep animals from fouling it; I opened one of them, but the actual fountain/spring wasn't really running any more, and all I saw was a dark interior and some trash people had tossed in. (In general both Guernsey and Jersey have been incredibly free of litter, but we have seen some.) In front of that protected water source for humans was a stone trough for watering animals, into which the water would flow after the people had their fill, and from there it ran down a built channel toward the sea. (Geoff has a good picture of one in his blog entry for today: https://geoff-hart.com/fiction/Channel-Islands-2026/may20.html)
Once we reached the coastal path we went "oooh" at amazing views of rocky bays and isolated beaches (some are accessible only from the sea) and crashing waves, and at other views across the countryside; and saw a tower or two built by the English to defend against the French, especially after France allied with the fledgling USA in the Revolutionary War, that were restored and bore historical markers explaining their significance; and also passed several German bunkers, which were ignored and largely overgrown. Also several cafes, cunningly placed at sites of particular interest along the way, but we had provisioned ourselves before starting out, and it wasn't a walk I wanted to have a beer during.
I blogged the other day about school uniforms here; well, today on a spur off the main trail we encountered a group of eighty schoolkids, maybe eight or nine years old, and maybe ten or a dozen moderately harried-looking teachers (or parent volunteers, how would I know) and the kids were just in regular clothes, not uniforms, although they were all wearing yellow pinnies and blue bucket hats to make them easier to keep track of. I know there were eighty of them because the teacher leading the first group -- they were in tranches, with an adult at the start and end of each line of kids -- told us so, apologetically, and said it was a school trip. So there was a school that didn't have uniforms!
That part of the trail wasn't so challenging, it was mostly a couple of feet wide and gently sloping, and we walked along among the kids for a few minutes. One boy asked Geoff, "Do you want to take my picture?" and seemed a bit put out when Geoff smilingly declined; five minutes later he passed us again and asked, "Want to take it now?" But walking in a crowd of fourth-graders (or however they class them here) wasn't our plan, so when we came to a fork, where the spur trail ended in a big loop and you could go either clockwise or counterclockwise around it, we chose to go clockwise, because that way was much narrower and more precipitous, scrambling down the cliffside almost to sea level, and we knew there was no way they were taking the kids on it. Although we did amuse ourselves imagining the lengthy release forms their parents and guardians would have to sign if they did... On the far side of the loop, overlooking that bit of bay, was a tower of historical interest (built in 1778 to guard the bay against the French) and I think they took the kids to it on the upper, more accessible part of the loop, and then went back the way they'd come. In any case, we didn't see them again after we went different ways at the loop.
The trail also overlapped with part of the "Renoir walk"; Renoir lived in Guernsey for a short time and painted a number of landscapes in that area, and in several places plaques have been put up with reproductions of the painting he did in that spot and also empty picture frames, so you can look through them and have a Renoir's-eye view of the specific vista he painted.
Once we returned from the spur to the main trail and began rounding the peninsula, it got very up and down and up and down again. On one uphill slog I complained to Geoff, "If we're accumulating all this potential energy, why am I so exhausted?" and then amused myself terribly by answering myself sotto voce, "That's just science. And science only matters during the playoffs." "What?" asked Geoff. "Oh, nothing," I told him.
We met a number of other walkers coming and going, but also had long stretches where it was just us, and the sound of the wind and the waves. Okay, and maybe an airplane overhead, but go with me, here. It was gorgeous. And I get a real feeling of accomplishment from accomplishing a hike like that!
The whole trail was a giant loop around the peninsula (plus the spur off it with a smaller loop at its end), so we ended up at a bus stop a block from where we'd been dropped off to start it, and our timing was perfect; there was a bus home in eight minutes. (And not just "supposed to be": an actual bus!) Home, and at Geoff's exhausted request we went straight into the bath our generously upgraded room provides! Ooooh, did hot water ever feel good on our aching feet. Soaked for a while, then showered ("You mean I have to stand up again? Unfair!" I whined), and now we've been relaxing and blogging until it's time to leave for our dinner reservation at a nearby hotel restaurant we haven't been to before, but our hosts recommended it.
When I made the reservation this morning I chose indoor seating because it was a bit damp and chilly, but it has become so lovely out that I've just changed it to outdoor.
Geoff: Can you also change it to a ten-minute walk each way?
me: Sure, honey. I'll get right on that.
Georgia Primary Results
May. 20th, 2026 12:20 pmfabrisseJoyce Griggs is in the lead for the Democratic run-off for District 1 Representative. The Republicans don't have a run-off for this office because the Trump endorsed candidate won.
Buddy Carter didn't make the Republican run-off for Senator. I'm thrilled, but Chatham County (my county) gave him 60% of the Republican vote. There's no Democratic run-off because Ossoff was unopposed.
The Republicans also have a run-off for Governor, and it's between the two loathsome candidates who have been sniping at each other since January, Rick Jackson and Burt Jones. My candidate for governor didn't win, but I'll happily vote for Keisha Bottoms come November.
There's a run-off for Lieutenant Governor on both sides. Nabilah Parkes, whom I support, is in the run-off. Fingers crossed.
My picks for the Labor and Insurance commissions didn't succeed, but my guy with the high school diploma is the Democratic candidate for the Farm commission. I'm very, very please with that, but mildly disappointed on the other two.
Jen Jordan and Miracle Rankin both lost their shots against the sitting Supreme Court Justices. This may stem from the Ethics Investigation that was launched because they both stated on the record that they supported abortion rights. They got an injunction against it for violating their first amendment rights, but how many people just saw the initial investigation. Rankin came very close. There were less than two percentage points separating her from the incumbent, but the incumbent hit 51.1% of the vote to her 48.9%. Jen Jordan lost by 19%.
I'll vote again in June. I'll hope Joyce Jones and Nabilah Parkes come through for the state. I think they're good candidates.
A major milestone for L.
May. 20th, 2026 11:11 ambrithistorianThere are so many milestones that mark the various social and legal phases of transition from childhood to adulthood. L. has just hit another one — possibly the final one, although I'm sure another one will pop up to hit us right in the feels when we least expect it.
Tomorrow is L.'s 22nd birthday, which marks the point that her pediatrician will no longer see her. So yesterday was L.'s final visit with her pediatrician. She got her yearly physical, got a recommendation for a new PCP, and got to say good-bye to the doctor who's seen her grow up. It was a surprisingly emotional event.