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Posted by Germain Lussier

Despite what it may look like at the start, this is not a trailer for Mission: Impossible 6. Sure, there’s Tom Cruise, on a plane, in the middle of a huge action scene. But once the ancient evil lady starts walking around, it’s obvious this is something quite different. This is The Mummy.


Standing Rock VICTORY!!!

Dec. 4th, 2016 07:52 pm
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President Obama has denied the DAPL easement.  Read a statement from the Standing Rock Sioux.

My inner Indian is yelling and running in circles.  :D  

Well, that buys us a couple of months.  I'll take what I can get.

Another Turkey Day down

Dec. 4th, 2016 08:41 pm
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Had a lovely stay at home holiday in which I got CassieE to come and visit me from Florida. It was great to actually have an extended time to talk face to face (we've met previously when I've managed to pull a couple of hours from business trips near her).

Wed evening and Thursday morning were devoted to cooking, failing to bake blueberry oatmeal bread (I still miss the cookbook I gave away to one of my mom's friends who has since passed), with some binge TV watching. sadly didn't get to introduce her to The Expanse as SyFy did not cooperate by having episode 1 for ondemand -- just episode 3 and beyond. Really? But I showed her Younger and ZNation season 1 (the only season that really matters, as S2 pretty much jumped the shark) to good reception.

Sadly Thursday morning was also the day I woke with a migraine aura. We had plans to go to a coworkers for dinner though and when we needed to leave I still felt..Okay? Definitely just a solid 2-3 with no overt smell aversion or anything. Got the dinner party, turned down alcohol due to the amount of excedrin I'd already taken and would probably continue to take, and proceeded to probably be worst dinner guest possible, though my coworker's family did their best to include me and Cassie. Which they succeeded probably with Cassie, but my migraine decided it was time to hit the gas by the time we arrived and by the time dinner rolled around I think everyone was concerned if I would keep any down from the looks and concern I got. Fortunately it decided to dial itself down again to a 3 by two hours later and I had no issues with light sensitivity on the drive home (which was a concern with a 45 minute drive on an evening with holiday traffic that had likely been drinking).

Friday was binge watching day. :) We watched a lot of Farscape Season 1 followed by The Huntsman. Wow, Farscape S1 is such a trip -- John Crichton all young and hopeful and not yet mentally scarred!

Saturday, we eventually made it into the city, where I belatedly found after we got on subway that our stops and the surrounding stops were closed due to construction. When we got off, I walked the wrong direction from the line that would get us the closest and we finally said F it and walked through Central Part. As a result, we ended up walking 8 miles that day according to our phones. Both of us in dress boots since we were going to see an 8 O'Clock showing of Hamilton. Ugh. Finally made it to the museum of natural history -- the exhibit Cassiee really wanted to see - Cuba! - cost extra money, and was also a timed event that was running late and we were both so tired of standing that we finally gave up on it.

Then dinner, with seats!! :) And finally walking again on our battered to the Richard Rogers theater. It was an interesting experience to see Hamilton now that the entire cast has been replaced (I luckily saw it with fleshlycherry back on Easter weekend before the cast started to slowly leave the show). Not bad, just a very different energy.

Sunday we were up early in order to meet some friends of Cassiee's for brunch in the city, and then back to Newark for Cassie to leave. Though not before her friend and I repeatedly made the pitch for her to move her life up here close to us :) LOL *hugs cassie*

All in all a good holiday weekend. Now I just need to get off my hands and finish making my plans for christmas

Hope everyone else had a great holiday

Heating Update

Dec. 4th, 2016 07:32 pm
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We have a lovely large pile of firewood outside, mostly oak.  So we can use that when we have energy to build a fire again.

Today someone arrived from a different heating/cooling company.  He said he'd be here on Sunday at 1:30 and it was literally 1:30 when he called to tell us he'd arrived.  Color me impressed.  He took measurements to see about replacing the piece of shit heat pump etc. with something better.  So we're considering options for that.  Also I got to spend an hour playing carpenter's helper while we measured the inside of the house to estimate square footage and discussed possibilities.

He mentioned having a laser measuring tape that he didn't have with him, which sent me into at least five minutes riffing on what could be done with that.  The hardest thing about that tech is just making something that will measure distance with light.  I looked these up and discovered that most of them just measure one line of distance, although there are laser levels with XYZ capability.  The higher end models will do calculations for area/volume, which is what I was thinking as useful.
What they need to do is add the XYZ feature, so that you have a handheld light-driven geometric computer.  You should be able to, for example, wave it at a furnace and get the dimensions of that device, wave it at a house and capture that volume, then correlate with stored parameters of available hardware to spit out which units would fit.  *wistful sigh*  In T-America, the simple laser measures are handed out like penlights as promotional swag.  Professionals can get the geometric version at a reasonable price.

Anyhow, for whomever has been reminding  the Universe to take care of the bard: thank you, it seems to be helping.  <3

Smugglers’ Stash & News

Dec. 5th, 2016 12:41 am
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Posted by Thea

Hello everyone, and Happy Sunday! Let’s dive right into the festivities, shall we? We say “festivities” because…

Smugglivus Is HERE


It is that magical time of year once again! SMUGGLIVUS–our month-plus long celebration of our favorite books, bloggers, and authors of the year–starts tomorrow. We will have best of the year lists, favorite tv shows and films, guest contributors, as well as our usual Feats of Strength, Airing of the Grievances, plus our retrospective of 2016 + goals for 2017.

We cannot wait to get the party started–we hope you’ll join us!

This Week on The Book Smugglers:

This is the official release week for Hurricane Heels by Isabel Yap–and as such, we’ll be posting one of the magical girls’ stories each day of the week. Here’s the skinny on the book:

Hurricane Heels

Five ordinary girls discover magical powers in this new series of interconnected short stories from Isabel Yap

When Alex, Ria, Aiko, Natalie and Selena met at summer camp, they never expected the goddess would ask for their help, enlisting them as soldiers to protect the world from the forces of darkness. Gifting them each with a different object of power–a bracelet, a ring, a watch, earrings, a necklace–the goddess’s grace grants the friends the weapons to fight, the ability to heal, and the magic to strike back against the Grey.

Now, over a decade later, the five best friends are still fighting. But the burden of secrecy, the inevitability of pain, and the magnitude of their responsibility to keep saving the world has left them questioning their goddess.

How much longer can they keep saving the world? Can their friendship survive if one of them leaves their fold? And can they keep it together just long enough to get through Selena’s wedding?

We will be publishing each short story in the interconected narrative for free here on the blog next week, starting with:

Monday, we kick off the week with Alex’s Story–plus Thea’s overdue review of Ahsoka over at Kirkus.


Tuesday, we move on to Ria’s story, plus Ana’s review of one of the most highly anticipated books of the year: Obelisk Gate by N.K. Jemisin.

The Obelisk Gate

On Wednesday, it’s Aiko’s turn from Hurricane Heels


And on Thursday, we have Natalie’s story.


On Friday, we close out the week with Selena’s story, concluding the Hurricane Heels series. Plus, Ana has her review over at Kirkus.


And of course, throughout the week, we shall have a ton of Smugglivus guests!

That’s it for now–until tomorrow, we remain…


~ Your Friendly Neighborhood Book Smugglers

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Canvas of the Night

Dec. 4th, 2016 08:16 pm
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Posted by <a href="/users/heavymetalbarnes/pseuds/heavymetalbarnes" rel="author">heavymetalbarnes</a>


Bucky enjoys the various colors of New York's skies, he finds it to be almost like natural art.
Steve finds something other than the sky to be natural art.

Words: 340, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

why don't you just wake up

Dec. 4th, 2016 07:58 pm
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Posted by <a href="/users/parkshan820/pseuds/parkshan820" rel="author">parkshan820</a>


Steve and Bucky are married for four years and soon to be five. They both have amazing jobs that they love. Steve has been a police officer for 6 years and Bucky has been a doctor for 5 years. But when Steve is shot and slips into a coma, how will Bucky react?

Words: 2135, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

you can't take heart and soul

Dec. 4th, 2016 07:47 pm
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Posted by <a href="/users/endofadream/pseuds/endofadream" rel="author">endofadream</a>


The way he arches is a thing of beauty: the late-afternoon light paints the wall in slanting tones of faded yellow, casting half of Bucky’s face in shadow. It highlights the arch of his cheekbones, the sculpted hollow of his cheeks. The fanned flutter of his lashes when he closes his eyes.

God. Steve had almost forgotten how good Bucky sounds when he begs. Breathy, a little high-pitched. Every bit Steve’s.

Words: 4395, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

ART: You Take My Breath Away

Dec. 4th, 2016 07:44 pm
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Posted by <a href="/users/kjanddean/pseuds/kjanddean" rel="author">kjanddean</a>


skinny!Steve/Bucky/Bucky's metal arm. A hint of breath play.

Bucky has lost his focus for a second and tightened his hold on Steve's throat a bit more than he indended - OF COURSE the asthmatic little punk's reaction would be to beg for more...

Words: 0, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

December Daily: Memories

Dec. 4th, 2016 06:22 pm
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[personal profile] armadillo1976 asks: Dec 4. From the perspective of a parent of a big(ish) kid, what do you remember most/best from the time your kid was 1-2? (Asking as a mom of a 1.5 year old, terrified that she is going to forget all the love and beauty and mess of these times...)

... yeah, I wish I had kept a journal, because my memories of that time are so sparse. And the photos are all prints, so they don't just come up when I'm scrolling through my phone.

I remember that the second Christmas, my brother-in-law sent the kidlet some electronic toy, and the kidlet touched it, and it sprang to life with a musical chord and a cartoonish voice saying, "Hi, there!", and the kidlet very firmly pushed it away and said, "Too noising."

I remember being up until the middle of the night putting the damned kitchen set together -- it was a gift from my parents, and I had assumed that it arrived all assembled (poor innocent that I was), so it hadn't occurred to me to open it up in advance. But I remember that kitchen set so fondly, and all the imaginary meals cooked on it, and all the conversations with "Mrs. Moldiwarp" had on the attached phone.

Mom remembers the kidlet climbing up to the back of the big chair (the one I'm sitting in now) with the Little Golden Book of Christmas Carols, singing some random words, climbing down, and saying, "Sing Si' Night book self!"

An older friend of mine used to tell me, "The hours are long but the years are short," and that is so true.

Go here to add your own question.

The questions thus far are under here. )

You Know What Flows Here Like Wine

Dec. 4th, 2016 06:56 pm
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Posted by <a href="/users/mrs_d/pseuds/mrs_d" rel="author">mrs_d</a>


It’s the blonde human, the one who always looks much too vanilla for a bar like this, with its harsh guitars, sticky floors, and vampires. She’s in red tonight, an angular dress that’s softened by the swell of her breasts, the curve of her hips, and the waves of hair that twist down around her collarbone. For a second, Natasha wants to brush it back, lose her fingers in it, and kiss the pale skin it covers, taste the traces of sun that no doubt still linger in her pores.

Words: 3546, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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I got up before 10am today, something which I have not done in days and days, and went out to brunch with a friend at a place by the Serpentine. I walked back from Knightsbridge to Covent Garden, through freezing, diamond-brilliant cold, under a cloudless sky.

And you know, it turns out London is a beautiful, ancient city. I went through three of the royal parks - allodial land; held without tenure, without mark, for eight centuries - and along past Hatchards, where a hundred people were queueing up to get their books signed by Tim Peake; and through Piccadilly Circus, which is currently hosting an exhibition in praise of Frank Pick, a shy, unassuming lawyer who lived a shy unassuming life at the start of the last century; who believed that as the London Underground belonged to the city, and all the millions of people who used it, every aspect of it should be a work of public art. I bought a book and a cup of coffee and I did some work in a cafe like the ghastly cliché of a writer I am, and I saw the sun begin to set over Hampstead Heath with the skyline glittering behind.

And though tha sinn anns an dùbhlachd, and it is so very dark - not forever. Nothing lasts forever, except this place that we live in.


Dec. 4th, 2016 05:53 pm
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New computer, yay! Forgetting to install Lazarus (the form-fill recovery add-on) to Firefox before restarting the browser? Boo!!!

It has been 50F and raining for 3 days now and will be for at least another 24 hrs. This would be pleasant if it were clear and sunny, but 50 with constant insidious wet is terrible.

Yuletide is due in 2 weeks. My panic, let me show you it. *burrows into blanketfort*

RL stress is stressing me right the fuck out, mainly bc of bureaucratic ppl not returning my damned calls.

Someone tell me I can do this?
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Posted by Sophie Kleeman on Sploid, shared by Beth Elderkin to io9

Pretty much every kind of flora and fauna in Australia can kill you. Seriously, take it from someone who was born there: Every crazy story you hear about Australian wildlife probably has some basis in reality.


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Austria just elected the left-wing instead of the right-wing candidate president! And it wasn't close, a 6% difference, ten times as much as in the original run-off election. Even bigger voter participation too. I'm so, so relieved.

I still don't think the Constitutional Court decision to repeat the election was correct, but in hindsight it was probably a good thing. If they hadn't the FPÖ would always keep the rumors alive that Van der Bellen only won because of manipulation, and like this it's unambiguous.


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