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badly_knitted
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Summary: SG-1 have been given two days off, and Daniel doesn’t know what to do with himself.
A/N: Double drabble.
I have had exactly that kind of conversation. Also ones like:
Friend: "I just want to KILL something!"
Me: "I have a functionally endless supply of weeds. You are welcome to come massacre them."
badly_knittedFandom: Stargate SG-1
Summary: SG-1 have been given two days off, and Daniel doesn’t know what to do with himself.
A/N: Double drabble.
I have had exactly that kind of conversation. Also ones like:
Friend: "I just want to KILL something!"
Me: "I have a functionally endless supply of weeds. You are welcome to come massacre them."
This poem was written outside the regular prompt calls. It fills the "support" square in my 6-2-25 card for the Pride Fest Bingo. It is posted as a gift to Anthony Barrette for Father's Day. This is the last of that batch. Check the Poem tag to see the others; it's a batch of 6 total, all with that red gift icon. \o/
"Fatherhood Is Support"
Fatherhood is
more than just DNA,
more than just being
married to a mother.
Fatherhood is
about support.
It's a treetrunk leg
for a baby to cling to,
strong arms tossing
a toddler into the air.
It's a hand on the back
of the bicycle right after
the training wheels come off --
and knowing when to let go.
It's clapping at recitals,
at school plays, at all
of the sporting events
or other performances.
It's a calm voice from
the passenger seat
while learning to drive.
It's paying for college
and going to graduation.
It's the everyday words
that become an inner voice,
heard and remembered,
absorbed and echoed:
I knew you could do it.
"Fatherhood Is Support"
Fatherhood is
more than just DNA,
more than just being
married to a mother.
Fatherhood is
about support.
It's a treetrunk leg
for a baby to cling to,
strong arms tossing
a toddler into the air.
It's a hand on the back
of the bicycle right after
the training wheels come off --
and knowing when to let go.
It's clapping at recitals,
at school plays, at all
of the sporting events
or other performances.
It's a calm voice from
the passenger seat
while learning to drive.
It's paying for college
and going to graduation.
It's the everyday words
that become an inner voice,
heard and remembered,
absorbed and echoed:
I knew you could do it.
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This poem was written outside the regular prompt calls. It fills the "found family" square in my 6-2-25 card for the Pride Fest Bingo. It is posted as a gift to Anthony Barrette for Father's Day.
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This poem was written as part of fishbowl week in July 2024, based on a conversation with a_natural_beauty. It is posted as a gift to Anthony Barrette for Father's Day.
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Theme Prompt: #262 - Soulmates
Title: A Change In A New World
Fandom: Original (based on 'Trucks' by Stephen King)
Rating/Warnings: PG | Mechanophilia
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 699
Summary: Can man and machine be friends ?
Given the story and the header, I'm not sure what orientation to call this. Maybe queerplatonic or quasiromantic. In any case, it's not the usual sex/romance between two humans, and it is a very sweet relationship across species.
Title: A Change In A New World
Fandom: Original (based on 'Trucks' by Stephen King)
Rating/Warnings: PG | Mechanophilia
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 699
Summary: Can man and machine be friends ?
Given the story and the header, I'm not sure what orientation to call this. Maybe queerplatonic or quasiromantic. In any case, it's not the usual sex/romance between two humans, and it is a very sweet relationship across species.
Today is partly sunny, mild, and humid.
I fed the birds. I've seen a few sparrows and house finches.
I put out water for the birds.
EDIT 6/15/25 -- I finished building the chimney for the core of the new bonfire.
I heard a squirrel chattering in the trees but didn't see it.
EDIT 6/15/25 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.
EDIT 6/15/25 -- Out of 6 yellow wild indigo pots, 4 sprouted, 3 of them with 2 seedlings. I planted these in the house yard under the contorta willow, apricot tree, golden rain tree, and barrel garden.
EDIT 6/15/25 -- Out of 6 blue wild indigo pots, 4 sprouted, some may have had 2 seedlings but it's hard to tell. I planted these in the house yard under the maple tree, purple-and-white garden, and two ends of the log garden. I've gotten plenty of seedlings from this species, but so far nothing has bloomed so I don't know if any actually survived in the ground.
The snowball bush is opening its pannicles. :D There are three heads.
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I fed the birds. I've seen a few sparrows and house finches.
I put out water for the birds.
EDIT 6/15/25 -- I finished building the chimney for the core of the new bonfire.
I heard a squirrel chattering in the trees but didn't see it.
EDIT 6/15/25 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.
EDIT 6/15/25 -- Out of 6 yellow wild indigo pots, 4 sprouted, 3 of them with 2 seedlings. I planted these in the house yard under the contorta willow, apricot tree, golden rain tree, and barrel garden.
EDIT 6/15/25 -- Out of 6 blue wild indigo pots, 4 sprouted, some may have had 2 seedlings but it's hard to tell. I planted these in the house yard under the maple tree, purple-and-white garden, and two ends of the log garden. I've gotten plenty of seedlings from this species, but so far nothing has bloomed so I don't know if any actually survived in the ground.
The snowball bush is opening its pannicles. :D There are three heads.
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Okay, so it’s probably not the sound card. It really is the speakers, and Windows just likes to be a pain in the ass about recognizing hardware when I plug it in, thereby undermining my troubleshooting efforts. I haven’t gone through to test if any of the individual speakers work when plugged in directly, rather than through the subwoofer hub. I could use headphones, except the jack is positioned such that the cord won’t reach comfortably.
*sigh*
We’re routinely at or over 100 degrees. All outdoor work needs to be done by 9 AM to avoid The Suffering. I’ve been seeing some mockingbirds around home, which is unusual. Someday, maybe I’ll have blue jays. I would like that.
Lewisia: 3 new pieces written
Day job: 41 hours, in which every morning was screaming chaos and every afternoon was stupefying tedium
Cleaning: have possibly solved the problems with the weed whacker stalling out, still need to really test it
Crafting: got a little more progress on the dice bag
Gardening: garden club post, succulent club meeting
Reading: Strangers in Paradise #13 & 14
Watching: more Murderbot TV :3 (man, I forgot how much fun and how infuriating a proper potboiler story is)
Listening: Greetings From Echo Park by Ryan Cassata (new release for Pride month)
Aftermarket Parts: got through one appointment with a non-trans-related doctor without drama about my surgery, one to go
Clock Mouse: 1343 words
*sigh*
We’re routinely at or over 100 degrees. All outdoor work needs to be done by 9 AM to avoid The Suffering. I’ve been seeing some mockingbirds around home, which is unusual. Someday, maybe I’ll have blue jays. I would like that.
Lewisia: 3 new pieces written
Day job: 41 hours, in which every morning was screaming chaos and every afternoon was stupefying tedium
Cleaning: have possibly solved the problems with the weed whacker stalling out, still need to really test it
Crafting: got a little more progress on the dice bag
Gardening: garden club post, succulent club meeting
Reading: Strangers in Paradise #13 & 14
Watching: more Murderbot TV :3 (man, I forgot how much fun and how infuriating a proper potboiler story is)
Listening: Greetings From Echo Park by Ryan Cassata (new release for Pride month)
Aftermarket Parts: got through one appointment with a non-trans-related doctor without drama about my surgery, one to go
Clock Mouse: 1343 words
This poem was written outside the regular prompt calls. It fills the "cape(d)" square in my 5-1-24 card for the Superhero Bingo fest. It is posted as a gift to Anthony Barrette for Father's Day.
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This poem was written outside the regular prompt calls. It fills the "lavender" square in my 2-1-24 card for the Valentines Bingo fest. It is posted as a gift to Anthony Barrette for Father's Day.
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