Sunday Sweets: Stained Glass

Sep. 24th, 2017 01:00 pm
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Posted by Jen

"Color is to the eye what music is to the ear."

- Louis Comfort Tiffany

What does "stained glass" make you think of? Church windows? Fancy light fixtures?

How about gorgeous cakes?

(By Queen of Hearts Couture Cakes)

Ooh la la! So soft and pretty; I love the watercolor feel to those colors.


(By Paige Fong)

This cake practically glows, it's so vivid. And I like how the flowers are mirrored in the artwork.


(By Maggie Austin Cake)

I can't imagine the time it took to pipe and paint even one of these layers, much less four.


(By Corrie Cakes)

These cookies look like sun catchers! Doesn't the blue background look like a cloudy sky showing through?


(By Melissa Alt Cakes)

One of my personal favorites today! There's a great little Tiffany museum here in Florida, and this one reminds me the most of some of his windows there. Something about all those glowing greens and rich orangey-browns... Just lovely.


(also by Queen of Hearts Couture Cakes)

Both are amazing, but that blue! WOW.


(By Bittersweet Pastry)

Perhaps more of a mosaic than stained glass, but I'm blown away by the 3D flowers! Such a great design.


And another tile mosaic:

(By Passionate Cakes)

So much detail! Can you imagine how long it would take to place all those tiny pieces?!


These flowers look like they're bursting out of the glass design:

(Also by Maggie Austin Cake)

So. Cool.


And finally:

(By Vinism Sugar Art)

I take it back; I think this is my favorite. The balance of dark and light, the perfectly blended colors, that butterfly...! It belongs in the Tiffany Museum! Or my belly. One of the two, anyway. ;)


Hope you guys enjoyed! Happy Sunday!


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Well, that's disappointing. The latest evidence by 3D morphometric analysis suggests that we've got it all wrong. Wolves were not first domesticated as far back as 30,000 years ago -- instead, that happened sometime between 7,000 and 9,000 years ago, which is more in line with other domesticated animals.

The big problem with all attempts to decide when wolves became dogs is just telling the fossils of early dogs apart from fossil wolves. It's easy enough to tell the skull of a Pekingese from that of a gray wolf, but early dogs would have still been a lot like wolves -- enough to present a challenge. And keep in mind that a wolf skull could turn up in a Paleolithic settlement or camp for all kinds of reasons -- ritual, showing off a respectable trophy kill of a competing species, maybe even a carcass that was butchered for food during a time of starvation.

The 30,000-year estimate comes from studies that try to tell the two apart simply by measuring the skulls' width and length with calipers. That's a pretty crude method, and in this study the researchers tried to check its accuracy by testing it on skulls from modern dogs and wolves (as well as a few unquestioned ancient wolves). They discovered that it doesn't do much better than chance at distinguishing wolves from dogs.

Instead, these scientists went for a whole new method: 3D digital scans of both wolf skulls and dog skulls, including some ancient "dogs" whose identity was in question. This way, they could compare lot of "landmarks" of the skull and jaw bone shapes. Sounds more accurate to me, at least.

The 30,000 year estimate comes from two Paleolithic canid skulls from Goyet and Eliseevichi in Belgium, which have been called "dogs" before now. However, some genetics studies say that they are not, in fact, dogs but wolves. Upon doing this 3D analysis, the authors of this paper agree: the Goyet and Eliseevichi canids are NOT dogs. They are wolves.

So the evidence for domestic dogs existing 30,000 years ago has evaporated.

Dr. Abby Grace Drake seems to have a taste for attacking long-held beliefs about dogs: one of her other papers is "Dispelling dog dogma: an investigation of heterochrony in dogs using 3D geometric morphometric analysis of skull shape", in which she claims that the short faces and rounded craniums of dogs are nothing like juvenile wolves -- so as she puts it, "Dogs are not paedomorphic wolves".

Michael Coquerelle is a specialist in jaw morphology, while Guillaume Colombeau seems to be a relative unknown who's published only one other paper.


3-D analysis of dog fossils sheds light on domestication debate

3D morphometric analysis of fossil canid skulls contradicts the suggested domestication of dogs during the late Paleolithic

Poem #24: Ode to Autumn

Sep. 24th, 2017 08:28 am
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You can see, smell and even feel the season in this poem.


Ode To Autumn

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cell.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep,
Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers;
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cider-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,---
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir, the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

by John Keats

Today is election day

Sep. 24th, 2017 12:29 pm
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And if memory serves, that was the most crowded polling station I've ever been to.

Jörg says it's probably a bad sign because it means that all those people who feel abandoned and misrepresented by regular politics crawled out of their holes to vote AfD (alt-very-right).

I'm hoping that rather, more people than usual were motivated to vote for the moderates in order to prevent the AfD getting too much of a foothold. Alternatively, since one of the major candidates (Liberal Democrats, i.e., sort of centre-ish) was born and raised in our little town, maybe they all want to give him an extra push.

Well, we'll find out tomorrow, but it's stressing me TF out. I mean. A high turnout is a good thing, but not if they vote AfD! Cmon fellow Germans, don't mess this up!
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Melkor stirs strife among the Noldor by Nixie Genesis. Melkor weaves his lies, especially between the sons of Finwë. (Artwork)

A king unkinged (for the love he bore Feanor) by Himring. Finwe arrives in Formenos. (Short Story)

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One of the punishments Satan inflicts upon sinning Warcraft players in Hell:

120-man Ahn'Qiraj.

It takes centuries to finally find enough guild members to attempt it, more centuries to get them to all show up at the same time so you can finally raid the damned thing.

And if you ever do manage that, just before you down the final boss, the server goes down. Always.

Most of the damned go stark raving mad within a couple of millennia or so.

Poem #23: September

Sep. 23rd, 2017 10:35 am
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This one is, unfortunately, still pertinent.


September, 1918

This afternoon was the colour of water falling through sunlight;
The trees glittered with the tumbling of leaves;
The sidewalks shone like alleys of dropped maple leaves,
And the houses ran along them laughing out of square, open windows.
Under a tree in the park,
Two little boys, lying flat on their faces,
Were carefully gathering red berries
To put in a pasteboard box.
Some day there will be no war,
Then I shall take out this afternoon
And turn it in my fingers,
And remark the sweet taste of it upon my palate,
And note the crisp variety of its flights of leaves.
To-day I can only gather it
And put it into my lunch-box,
For I have time for nothing
But the endeavour to balance myself
Upon a broken world.

~~Amy Lowell
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Hi everyone!

Here is wednesday's PON! where Sho-san did some promo for his upcoming drama "Saki ni Umareta dake no Boku".
You can learn some things about his Keio days... and his sleepwear ;)

PON! (2017.09.20) Sakurai Sho - Saki ni Umareta dake no Boku promo [arashitranslation + winkychan].mp4_snapshot_03.50.jpg

You can get it here at my journal :)
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 My contribution to the sub-compilation on Subcreation for Silm40.

Title: Hearing the Music
Summary: At Cuivienen, the first Eldar hear the echo of the Music of the Ainur in the waters.
Rating: General - no warnings.

It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth. (Ainulindale)

‘Listen, oh listen!’ cried Enelye.
‘The sound of flowing water?’ asked Tatie.
‘It is a world,’ mused Enel.
‘But is it this world?’ asked Iminye.
‘Or another one?’ asked Imin.
‘Can we make it?’ asked Tata.
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Sep. 22nd, 2017 08:31 pm
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Man, I'm glad for a weekend. This week was long but not because I got a lot done. It was just long because I would have rathered be back in bed.

Oh well. It's over and I get to sleep in tomorrow.

I got more writing on the novel done. Morgan's plan to seduce Quinn with cupcakes went sideways when Quinn surprised her with art supplies that brought back memories of Morgan's grandmother being mean. Abusive mean. But Quinn's revived it by offering, yup, cupcakes (hey, they were right there) and cuddles.

Yeah, I want to write them cuddling and then playing with paint afterwards. Why not?

Got this week's story uploaded everywhere. It's another Gods Above and Below story called The Shadow of Time's Courage. I didn't get the Now Available post up but once the POD has cleared I absolutely am going to get that done. Looks like Now Available posts are going up once a month or so. *sigh*

Did manage to get prep work done all the way to my next novel to come out in the first week of November. That's the first of my 3 novels in 3 months books: Day Hunt on the Final Oblivion. Need to do final proofreading, get it into POD (along with three other stories) and I'll be well ahead of schedule. I might even get it up for preorder. :D

Goals for tomorrow include going and spending my gift card at Barnes and Noble, hitting the mall, writing, shredding mountains of zucchini for zucchini bread, and that's about it, I think.

I'm off to bath and bed now--goodnight everyone!

Poem #22: Septmeber 1815

Sep. 22nd, 2017 11:20 am
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September 1815

WHILE not a leaf seems faded; while the fields,
With ripening harvest prodigally fair,
In brightest sunshine bask; this nipping air,
Sent from some distant clime where Winter wields
His icy scimitar, a foretaste yields
Of bitter change, and bids the flowers beware;
And whispers to the silent birds, 'Prepare
Against the threatening foe your trustiest shields.'
For me, who under kindlier laws belong
To Nature's tuneful quire, this rustling dry
Through leaves yet green, and yon crystalline sky,
Announce a season potent to renew,
'Mid frost and snow, the instinctive joys of song,
And nobler cares than listless summer knew.

~~ William Wordsworth
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Hi everyone!

Here is this week's subbed NEWS ZERO.

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Squeakity Squeakers Squeak

Sep. 22nd, 2017 01:00 pm
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Posted by Jen



Thanks Julie A. for the cake, the cake for Kuzco, the cake chosen specially to kill Kuzco, Kuzco's cake.

That cake?


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Full-size cover images: limited, regular.

[First-run limited edition] ☆80-page lyrics photo booklet included, special packaging specs
●Tracks (CD)
1. Green Light
2. つなぐ (Tsunagu)
3. 未完 (Mikan)
4. Sugar
5. Power of the Paradise
6. ありのままで (Ari no Mama de)
7. 風雲 (Fuun)
8. I'll be there
9. 抱擁 (Houyou)
10. Pray
11.光 (Hikari)
12. 彼方へ (Kanata e)
13. Song for you ※instrumental

(DVD) “未完 (Mikan)” music video+special making-of video

[Regular edition] ☆36-page lyrics booklet enclosed

●Tracks (CD1)
Same tracks as the first-run limited edition CD

1. バズりNIGHT (Bazuri NIGHT) (Masaki Aiba, Satoshi Ohno, Sho Sakurai)
2. 夜の影 (Yoru no Kage) (Jun Matsumoto, Kazunari Ninomiya, Satoshi Ohno)
3. UB (Masaki Aiba, Kazunari Ninomiya)
4. Come Back (Jun Matsumoto, Sho Sakurai)
5. カンパイ・ソング (Kanpai Songu) (Bonus Track)

Source: Johnny's net, J-Storm.
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A sudden understanding

Sep. 21st, 2017 06:20 pm
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1m19s in. (Spoilers up the ass, watch out.)

Illidan's words gave me a long-overdue flash of insight. Over the course of six expansions, Blizzard has killed off most of the original lore characters that existed when Warcraft 3 finished -- the ones that led and helped us as well as the Big Bads. How does it plan to deal with this? What powerful NPC's will act to defend Azeroth now?

We now have the power to challenge gods and titans. And so this is what Blizzard has done, through Illidan's words: "From this day forward, the defense of our world -- of all we hold dear -- rests with you."

The dragonflights, the titans, even the naaru -- all have been pushed aside. They are no longer the guardians of the multiverse. We are, tawdry murderhoboes though we are. We no longer have immortal and supernatural beings to help. We no longer need them.

Now it’s up to us.
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After the election, most of them did something I would never have predicted: they seem to have drunk the Republican kool-aid.

Where once John Michael Greer, Jason Hepenstall, and their colleagues discussed the ongoing collapse, history, and advice, now they devote themselves to excoriating liberals, trans, and gay people, and doing amateur psycho-analysis of "Trump-haters". Curiously, they feel no need to defend Trump at all, or explain why they find all criticism of him to be a sign of mental illness. They do not even seem to be aware that they've undergone a sudden personality change. It's been heartbreaking, terrifying, and surreal.

From what I can glean of their motivations, one thing they consistently complain about is "identity politics" (a right-wing code word for the attempts of groups considered roughly subhuman in Western culture -- women, people of color, gays, and so on -- to fight for basic human rights). Greer has even railed against "social justice warriors" (he doesn't usually contract it to SJW's as members of the alt-right do). On the rare occasions when they sort-of clarify what they mean, they speak specifically of those who spend time and attention on rights for gays and especially trans people. Since few of these bloggers were especially homophobic before, this looks particularly bizarre.

Over the past few weeks, I think I have begun to understand what is going on.

Keep in mind that in their eyes, rights for a "small minority" is not an important matter. The grand sweep of civilization's ongoing slow collapse is.

To their minds, the most important and useful thing that the Democrats could push for would be to de-complexify -- drop those rules and regulations that keep people from living more simply on a lower energy supply, while demilitarizing, removing subsidies for fossil fuels and private automobiles, and above all reducing carbon emissions. The other big project that they think would actually help would be a gradual return of manufacturing to the US, restoring the economy of the Midwest and the Rust Belt -- which they think would also win back the former blue-collar workers to the Democratic Party. (Remember that these people have become vicious homophobes, racists, and stigginit Trump supporters. In the eyes of the collapsitarians this is a perfectly understandable response to being ignored by the Powers That Be. Greer in particular has always idealized the "working class" to an unrealistic degree.)

The Republicans, obviously, are not going to do this. Thus, these bloggers mostly complain that the Democrats aren't doing it. The view they seem to have adopted is that if only the Democrats in Congress hadn't gotten distracted and thrown their limited energy into human rights instead, it would have happened already.

I'm sure you can point out reasons why this just isn't so -- the former blue-collar workers have become rabidly evil and will not change their minds regardless of what is done for them; human rights are not a zero-sum game; the Democrats are as thoroughly captured by big business as the Republicans are (even if they're less brazen about it); and so on.*

So instead, I'll point out the fallacy of these bloggers in their own terms.

Greer, at least, should know better. He's written in the past of what happens to governments as collapse proceeds: they become increasingly paralyzed and ossified, either completely unable to react because they have fallen into competing, mutually warring factions that have lost sight of what is going on in the real world, or they do things that seem to make sense in the short term in the sense of preserving Business As Usual, but which speed up collapse in the long term. Greer has stated in the past that it is futile for us to expect government to prevent collapse. Now, he is bitter at government for not doing so and instead pursueing the easier course of campaigning on human rights. This is exactly according to his own words, and those of other collapsitarians. Did he not quite believe his own words earlier? Why was he surprised when it happened just as he predicted? That's still a mystery to me.

*(Keep in mind that for most Democratic candidates, losing an election is not a life-and-death matter, but simply of having less power than they would otherwise have. They see no emergency, so don't have much motivation to take risks to stop Donald Trump and his odious alt-right allies. They are in no danger of losing their health care, or being worked to death, or losing access to birth control or abortion, or any of the other things that are taking a toll of human lives among the peasants. This is why "it was Hillary's turn" was more important to them than fielding a truly viable candidate in 2016.)

Poem #21: September Midnight

Sep. 21st, 2017 12:25 pm
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September Midnight

Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer,
Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing,
Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects,
Ceaseless, insistent.

The grasshopper’s horn, and far-off, high in the maples,
The wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence
Under a moon waning and worn, broken,
Tired with summer.

Let me remember you, voices of little insects,
Weeds in the moonlight, fields that are tangled with asters,
Let me remember, soon will the winter be on us,
Snow-hushed and heavy.

Over my soul murmur your mute benediction,
While I gaze, O fields that rest after harvest,
As those who part look long in the eyes they lean to,
Lest they forget them.

~~ Sara Teasdale


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