A Rough Christmas :(

The flu’s really tearing its way through everyone this year. Danielle and her husband and kids are all sick (they got hit with a stomach bug and the flu one after the other 😵‍💫), and my parents both got hit hard. My brother can’t come down to visit as was planned, because my parents don’t want to risk transmitting it to him. For the same reasons, I’ve mostly been sequestered in my room in hopes of not catching it. I think we’ll be postponing our family celebration for at least a few days. Given that I also got my COVID and flu jabs later in the year than usual (literally and coincidentally the same day my dad first started showing symptoms), I’m also probably not going to go visiting any of my friends until the new year.

On top of that, my friend Sparkle just let me know that she’s been hospitalized with what she originally thought was the flu, but actually turned out to be an ovarian cyst. 😭 She lives in the US at the moment, but her wife lives in Canada and is flying down to see her. I just hope her wife’s travels are safe and uneventful, given everything going on in the US right now. Cross-border travel is . . . ill-advised for Canadians these days, especially if they’re not white. Sparkle’s wife is biracial.

Lennora seems to be doing okay so far, and I hope that holds out for her. She told me she wishes she had that day bed she’s been thinking of buying so she could offer it to me as a place to wait out my parents’ flu. Honestly, though, I’m doing okay for now. I think I’m approaching the point where both of my parents will no longer be contagious, so just a few more days until I can be pretty sure I’m safe, I guess. And even if Christmas ends up being quiet, I have plenty with which to entertain myself, including two very snuggly cats. I just feel bad for everyone else! 🥺

I hope your holiday season is going well and that you’re able to stay healthy and safe. Times are tough, but I hope you can find joy where you’re able.

2025 off to a truly nauseating start

After this week’s release of the more thoroughly researched article laying out the absolutely horrific details of Neil Gaiman’s (alleged) sex crimes, I remembered I actually still had an old user icon of him and Amanda Palmer from well over a decade ago still sitting around among my other Dreamwidth icons (and LJ icons too, as it turned out). So, that’s been deleted now, on both sites.

While I was in there I ended up culling about 80 or 90 other icons, largely from fandoms I’m not really all that into anymore. I may end up purging more later, but it was nice to free up the space. I might use the freed up slots to house more Good Omens icons.

Good Omens is still very close to my heart and I intend to remain in the fandom, but I’m treating it as a Terry Pratchett property — which is what the Terry Pratchett Estate seems to be doing, as well. All the other Gaiman books I owned have been purged from my shelves. My friend Lenn was a bigger Gaiman fan than I was and she’s done the same thing.

Two sequential screencaps from "The Simpsons" in which the town of Springfield have gathered at the train station to collectively ensure that a man they've tied to a chair (and then tied the chair to a train car) really does leave town with the train. In the original Simpsons episode, it was the man who originally bore the name Seymour Skinner (before Principal Skinner took on his identity). In this image, however, Neil Gaiman's head has been pasted over Mr Skinner's, so that it looks like it was Mr Gaiman that the town of Springfield has securely strapped down to send away. 

The top image is a closeup of the tied-up Gaiman, captioned with him appearing to say, "But I wrote Good Omens!" 

In the bottom image, we see everyone watching the train pull away with Gaiman on it, with Homer / Springfield as a whole replying, "And we thank Terry Pratchett for it. Now, don't come back!"