Yours portly is with his family in Orlando, Florida, at Universal Studios. Dr. Wife, sadly, is not with us; she’s on a difficult hospital in-patient rotation. Residency is the gift thar keeps on giving!
Here’s a picture from last night as the park was shutting down:
More to come.
Happy Sunday!
—TPP
After a couple of weekends of failing to post, yours portly is back with three subscriber-only posts only after SubscribeStar. That makes up for the two missed weekends and offers something fresh for readers.
This week, I have posts on moving, Minnesota, and music:
Subscribe for one buck a month and you can read all of these posts—and hundreds more! It’s so cheap, I think I’m actually turning people away; they must think the low price means the quality stinks. Or maybe it’s my recent unreliability that keeps potential subscribers at bay.
Of course, you could risk a single dollar to find out!
Happy Saturday!
—TPP
My old bull terrier, Murphy, loves winter. She really seems to come alive in the cold, and even loves frolicking in the snow.
This Friday, I have three videos of Murphy adapting to some wintry climes:
It’s hard to believe that Civilization VII has already been out (almost) a year. Tomorrow will mark the fateful day that big spenders (like yours portly) began their early access to the game, which was clearly incomplete at the time of release.
That said, the game—for all of its flaws—was still fun. Indeed, I still find it super fun. If anything, the game has gotten better—much, much better!—over the last year.
Perhaps the best improvement to the game has been the big naval update a couple of months back. That added lots of new water resources and improved naval combat. It also added Edward Teach (Blackbeard the Pirate) and, in the Exploration Age, The Republic of Pirates. I currently have a game going as Blackbeard and it is really fun.
Will the game ever reach the heights of Civ VI, it’s much-beloved predecessor? It seems doubtful at the time of writing. Have I played Civ VI since VII‘s release? Nope! That’s a testament to how much I enjoy this game.
With that, here is 5 February 2025’s “Civilization is Coming“:
This Wednesday kicks off something a bit different. The English writer Sudo Nonym, a regular over at Free Speech Backlash, sent yours portly a treasure-trove of fiction stories for readers here to enjoy. Many of these stories have already run at FSB, but Tom, the proprietor over there, is cool about cross-posting and republishing, and I’m never one to say no to intriguing content—especially when someone else has done 90% of the work for me!
Also, he has two eBooks on Amazon (that’s an Amazon Affiliate link; I receive a portion of any purchases made through that link at no additional cost to you—TPP)!
But I digress. Today’s story is the first chapter or part of a longer piece, The Man from Historical Accuracy. The premise is simple: a bureaucratic agency, Historical Accuracy, tweaks history to keep things trucking along as they should.
Put another way: there are drunken druids watching DVDs on Stonehenge.
With that, here is Sudo Nonym with Chapter 1 of The Man from Historical Accuracy:
I’m continuing to work on my pond-based pieces, and have a fourth piece completed. This duet incorporates whole tone scales, which possess a mystical, mysterious quality. The piece is broadly in Bb major, but the second and third sections feature some secondary dominants that, at times, push the key closer to D major. The whole tone scales also give a sense of atonality to sections of the piece, representing the mystery of moonlight.
Last week I found time to watch a few flicks, among them 1976’s Carrie, the coming-of-telekinesis story of Carrie, who is bullied relentlessly both at school and home. Her mother’s Pharisaical view of redemption (essentially, there is none) makes Carrie’s life sheltered; meanwhile, Carrie’s classmates bully her in part because of her mother’s insanity.
Family lore has made this film legendary. According to legend, my parents went to see this film on their honeymoon in 1977. I don’t know exactly when it occurred, but my dad—who was raised Pentecostal (Church of God – Cleveland, Tennessee) was so beside himself, he walked out. My mom (raised Southern Baptist, and, therefore, a bit less bee-hived in her hairdos) was a fan of Stephen King—then an emerging author in many respects—and it apparently was a shock to her that my dad reacted as he did.
Having just seen the film, I can see why my dad got so uncomfortable. It literally opens with a quasi-pornographic shot of Carrie showering herself after gym class—and then receiving a visit from Aunt Flo. There’s also the iconic “prayer closet” with a Jesus sporting menacing, glowing eyes. The anti-Christian messaging is pretty strong.
That said, the film is not, I would argue, primarily a screed against religion, although that is a part of it. Carrie’s mom is a nut, but anyone with even a passing familiarity with Christ’s Teachings would realize that her religion is not Christianity. It’s some kind of perversion of something resembling Christianity into a legalistic tangle of extreme ascetism coupled with brutality.
Instead, Carrie is very much a coming-of-age story, in which the sheltered Carrie attempts to spread her wings and become her own woman, but instead is met only with resistance at every time. Having developed no healthy relationships—and faced only mockery and scorn from her mother, her schoolmates, and even the principal—she lashes out in the film’s fiery conclusion.
It’s a super Lazy Sunday here in the Southeast, as Winter Storm Gianna has covered everything in a blanket of snow. I’ve been really struggling lately to get posts done due to a combination of factors, mostly related to the stress of moving and getting my house listed.
Apologies to paid subs. I’ll be attempting to catch up soon. The past few weeks have been weird and challenging.
Happy Sunday!
—TPP
Yours portly is delayed again with SubscribeStar Saturday. A busy week at work, coupled with wrangling with a moving company (it is resolved—a complaint with Better Business Bureau has resulted in a full refund of our deposits) has me worn out. There’s also a major snowstorm all over the Southeast.
Stay safe. More to come.
—TPP
Yours portly has been uploading some more of his original compositions to YouTube. This week, I’m featuring three pieces that are part of (so far) a koi pond triptych of compositions. I’ll be adding to this trio of pieces, so it won’t remain a triptych for long, but that’s a good way of conceptualizing it for now.
I’ve really enjoyed these three pieces, which are all for small, unorthodox chamber groups.
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