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2024.05.27 05:59 Orangeicetea Is it possible to continue using a pebble with blackberry 10?

I am using a blackberry q10 as Dumbphone and daily driver. I know that there was a native application to connect with a Pebble (I have the bar file) and that I can install apps for Android up to 4.4.2 but I don't know if I will be able to continue connecting the phone to a Pebble today.
I ask more out of curiosity. I'm getting into digital minimalism and I think using a blackberry and pebble this days would be funny, somewhat ironic and definitely cool.
Also the BB Q10 is the perfect qwerty dumbphone today, I recommend it.
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2024.05.22 20:33 Adorable-Novel8295 Fruit trees and prison stabbing

First, the TikTok about a woman whose boyfriend was arrested and he still misses her, reminded me of my own experience. We had neighbors that moved in when I was 5 and we all quickly become friends. Well, at 5 I had a crush on one of those boys, but y’know I was 5 so it maybe lasted a week and I went back to my sailor moon obsession. Well, 13-years later I started getting jail post cards from him. I thought it was a funny story about my 5-year-old 5-minute crush on him and so I told him. I was not expecting him to turn around and say that he’s had a crush on me SINCE I was 5, and still does. What was in for you might ask? Drugs… and for being pressured into stabbing a snitch in jail. He tried writing to me again recently from his latest stay, but I’m a recovering people pleaser, so I won’t be.
Second, we do have fruit trees and gardens in a lot of places in the US do have fruit trees and gardens, just not in the concrete jungle that is a large city because there’s no room. But those are the places that most people visit so they tend to think it’s reflective of the whole country, and the people that live there would be the ones who don’t know that you can just pick and eat an apple.
I’m from a western but not costal one. We only live one 1/4 of an acre in the suburbs, but my parents packed it. We had 5 garden plots, raspberries and blackberries, a current bush, a grape vine, 6 apple trees (with several varieties), 2 plum trees, 2 apricot trees, a pear tree, and a cherry tree. A lot of people in my state, even in the suburbs have gardens and trees.
To answer why the US doesn’t often plant fruit trees in public, because they’re a lot of work, cleaning up after them, choosing to spray them or not. Though some areas have them, it’s not common.
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2024.05.22 14:26 crimsontape This week's grocery review - Sales for May 23rd to May 29th - The list of good sales is a bit slimmer this week, but we still have some really good deals around. Lots of berries sales like last week, along with cherries! A lot of tomato and cucumber deals. Beef seems to be the main protein push, alo

(As always, flyers are out Wednesdays, most store sales for the new flyer start on Thursdays)
Adonis
Farm Boy
Farmers Pick (can be a little late on their flyer) (https://www.farmerspick.ca/flyer-specials)
Food Basics
FoodLand
Freshco (price matcher)
Giant Tiger (*note the VIP prices; sales begin today) (price matcher)
Green Fresh Supermarket (Vanier) (check https://greenfreshottawa20.wixsite.com/greenfreshottawa) * Produce Price Rating: Usually very competitive, catering to Asian cuisine. Warning: their newest sales start on Fridays - so this is a late advertising of their sales.
IGA (price matcher)
Independent
Loblaws
Provigo
Maxi (price matcher)
Metro
No Frills (price matcher)
Produce Depot (usually a little late on the flyer) https://producedepot.ca/
Real Canadian Superstore (price matcher)
Sobeys
Super C
T&T Supermarket https://www.tntsupermarket.com * Produce Price Rating: Usually very competitive, catering to Asian cuisine. Warning: their newest sales start on Fridays - so this is a late advertising of their sales.
Walmart
Costco (Note that these are the online/shipped prices - reduce each item by $3 for in-store pricing)
Jean Coutu (new sales start Fridays)
Shoppers Drug Mart (new sales start Fridays)
Some additional references!
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2024.05.17 00:35 No-Frame-9765 Jesse’s Recent Vlog

Reddit wouldn’t let me upload a screen recording so here’s the link to the video, timestamp 11:21-13:00
I’m a bit of a silent scroller here, but figured I’d put in my two cents after watching this. I understand no one is perfect in relationship: you’re going to have moments of unconstructive criticism toward your partner along with the constructive, you may overcorrect, etc. HOWEVER, it appears to be very skewed between Claudia and Jesse. Just a few thoughts here:
Her incessant comments start to noticeably pile up in every video where she’s not the editor. Correcting Jesse on what blackberries are is funny to me because it’s taken so seriously on her part. Haven’t most people lost a word and gone along with one they know clearly isn’t right? She says this right after a clip where Jesse describes seaweed papers as low-calorie potato chips because of the “crunch” they add ((10:46) it can be understood what he’s going for), and she immediately interrupts saying it’s nothing like a potato chip and “it’s a good texture.” There are a handful of little comments that continue within the time stamp, but what I think is most notable is her self-talk versus her talk toward Jesse. Ei. “I messed up, but it still looks good,” toward her own, then going as far as saying even the cat doesn’t like his painting 🤣 Like, what are you trying to achieve with this?
*** I just realized while typing that she’s an incredibly serious/literal person, and because he isn’t, that’s where we see a lot of polarity. I think Claudia needs to realize this for herself and know that both personalities can exist simultaneously and not shoot down the less serious one because it’s something she’s not ***
Anyway, the “following the rules” in art (in a condescending way) bothers me here. Jesse is a creative person, obviously finding his niche to have a successful career. He needs to continue exercising that aspect of his individuality or he’ll lose it. He doesn’t need to be good at art as a medium or paint the prompt exactly as it’s shown. Best way I can describe this thought is with the poem “The Little Boy” - Helen E. Buckley. Hopefully you can see my angle here.
If this is what she’s okay being portrayed as on camera, you can only assume it’s 10x worse off-camera because what we’re shown is straight-up mean girl. I hope she can be more mindful with the way she shows up instead of staying in denial because ultimately, the only people she’s going to impact in her romantic relationship is herself and Jesse, not the followers/viewers.
Edit: I’m in no way trying to defend her behavior, and deleted any of the nuance that might’ve made it seem otherwise
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2024.05.15 14:59 crimsontape This week's grocery review - Sales for May 16th to May 22nd - Lots of BBQ items and excellent corn deals! But, cucumber pricing is down quite a bit. Nice spread of sales on tomatoes. LOTS of blueberry and strawberry deals around! Some good mango and cherry sales, too. Fewer sales on fresh chicken an

(As always, flyers are out Wednesdays, most store sales for the new flyer start on Thursdays)
Adonis
Farm Boy
Farmers Pick (can be a little late on their flyer) (https://www.farmerspick.ca/flyer-specials)
Food Basics
FoodLand
Freshco (price matcher)
Giant Tiger (*note the VIP prices; sales begin today) (price matcher)
Green Fresh Supermarket (Vanier) (check https://greenfreshottawa20.wixsite.com/greenfreshottawa)
IGA (price matcher)
Independent
Loblaws
Provigo
Maxi (price matcher)
Metro
No Frills (price matcher)
Produce Depot (usually a little late on the flyer) https://producedepot.ca/
Real Canadian Superstore (price matcher)
Sobeys
Super C
T&T Supermarket https://www.tntsupermarket.com
Walmart
Costco (Note that these are the online/shipped prices - reduce each item by $3 for in-store pricing)
Jean Coutu (new sales start Fridays)
Shoppers Drug Mart (new sales start Fridays)
Some additional references!
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2024.05.14 17:18 G_Wash1776 Misinformation is Strong

Misinformation is Strong
It’s funny that the person who only ever mentioned GameStop is responsible for the runs in both BlackBerry and Popcorn. It’s definitely not the fact that they’re all in the same short basket.
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2024.05.09 23:01 generalpao Things to do in Houston this weekend - May 9th - 12th

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It's Mother's day this weekend. Don't forget about your mom!

THURSDAY - MAY 9th

Nicki Minaj @ Toyota Center @ 8PM With MONICA
Ongoing - Happy Hour @ MFAH @ 5PM Meet your friends at the MFAH for the best night of the week. Explore the campus, visit the galleries, and get a drink at the bar. General admission is free.
‘Crazy Rich Asians’ Screening @ Market Square Park @ 8PM
Kenny Chesney @ Woodlands Pavilion @ 7:30PM With Megan Moroney
Blackberry Smoke @ 713 Music Hall @ 8PM
Theo Lawrence @ Discovery Green @ 7PM
Brother Cane @ Warehouse Live @ 6PM
Rowdy + Wellborn Road @ Scout Bar @ 8:20PM

FRIDAY - MAY 10th

Experience Europe Day @ POST @ 7PM Embark on a European adventure with vibrant culture, delectable cuisine, captivating music, and more from across the Atlantic.
Kurt Elling Quartet + Danilo Pérez @ Wortham Theater @ 8PM DACAMERA presents world-renowned Grammy winning artist Kurt Elling and pianist Danilo Pérez in a stand-out jazz concert.
Echo & The Bunnymen @ White Oak Music Hall @ 7PM
Waxahatchee @ The Heights Theater @ 8PM With Good Morning
Cosmic Gate @ Stereo Live @ 10PM
Bobby Nsenga @ Warehouse Live @ 7PM

SATURDAY - MAY 11th

Houston Art Bike Parade and Festival @ MacGregor Park @ 9AM Celebrate culture and community at this fun, family-friendly event featuring a bike parade, live music, art activities, food & drinks, and more!
Bring Your Own Beamer @ Menil @ 8:30PM This special event allows visitors to bring their own video, film, overhead projector, or slide imagery to be experienced on the museum’s vast facade.
Ongoing - Saturday Stargazing @ George Observatory in Needville
Ongoing - Farmers Market @ Market Square Park @ 9AM This spring, enjoy Houston’s best vendors in the very heart of downtown!
‘Monty Python and the Holy Grail’ Screening @ MFAH @ 9PM
Funny Marco & Bobbi Althoff Comedy Show @ Bayou Music Center @ 7:30PM
Empire State Jazz Festival @ Discovery Green @ 12PM Enjoy live smooth jazz performances by nationally recognized artists at this family-friendly festival perfect for Mother’s Day celebrations!
Beethoven & Bruckner in Concert @ The Hobby Center @ 7PM Texas Medical Center Orchestra invites listeners for a concert of timeless classical melodies from Beethoven’s Violin Concerto and Bruckner’s Symphony No. 4.
Jacob Collier @ 713 Music Hall @ 7:30PM
Xavi @ House of Blues @ 7PM
Taylor Acorn @ House of Blues @ 7PM
Gavin DeGraw @ White Oak Music Hall @ 7PM With Kevin Garrett
Slowdive @ White Oak Music Hall @ 7PM With Drab Majesty
Shwayze @ Last Concert Cafe @ 8PM
Ian Moore Band @ The Heights Theater @ 8PM With Restos
Acraze @ Stereo Live @ 10PM
K-Pop Club Bight ft. Yuka K @ Warehouse Live @ 9PM

SUNDAY - MAY 12th

‘In The Fiddler’s House’ Concert @ Jones Hall @ 7:30PM In this special performance, Houston Symphony Artistic Partner Itzhak Perlman presents his collection of traditional klezmer music.
Dale Elliott Stand Up @ House of Blues @ 4PM / 7:30PM
Jazzy Sundays @ Discovery Green @ 5PM Featuring Doreen Ketchens
Tank @ Smart Financial Centre @ 8PM R&B Money Tour Featuring Keri Hilson and Carl Thomas
The Motet @ Last Concert Cafe @ 8PM
Alejandro Aranda @ White Oak Music Hall @ 8PM
Minutes to Midnight: Linkin Park Experience @ Warehouse Live @ 2PM

All Weekend

FRIDAY & SATURDAY - A Night of Celebration with Houston Ballet @ Miller Outdoor Theatre @ 8PM The internationally renowned Houston Ballet dancers will be showcasing incredible athleticism and artistry from some of the most famous and beloved ballets over the last 20 years.
FRIDAY & SATURDAY - ‘Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets’ in Concert @ Jones Hall This concert features the film in high-definition, on a giant screen, while a live orchestra performs John Williams’ unforgettable score.
SATURDAY & SUNDAY - Mother’s Day Weekend @ MFAH Bayou Bend Celebrate Mother’s Day with free admission for mothers, complimentary drinks and snacks, live harpist, and art pieces that tell the stories of motherhood.
SATURDAY & SUNDAY - Sugar Land Jazz Festival @ Crown Festival Park Featuring Boney James, Robert Glasper, Tower of Power, & more!
SATURDAY & SUNDAY - Aventura @ Toyota Center @ 8PM
All weekend - Ralph Barbosa Stand Up @ Houston Improv
All weekend - ‘Someone Like You: The Music of Adele’ Concert @ Art Factory This powerful concert experience, delivered in an intimate candlelit setting, promises an unforgettable evening of Adele’s chart-topping hits.
All weekend - ‘The Sound of Music’ Opera @ Wortham Theater LAST CHANCE - Acclaimed director Francesca Zambello incorporates songs from both the theatrical version and its famous cinematic adaptation into her new opera production.
All weekend - ‘Othello: The Remix’ Musical @ Stages Repertory Theatre This production takes ‘The Tragedy of Othello’ to a whole new level in this lit Hip Hop remix as an onstage DJ spins Shakespeare’s legendary masterpiece of jealousy, revenge and passion.
All weekend - ‘The Lightning Thief: The Percy Jackson Musical’ @ Crighton Theatre Adapted from the best-selling book by Rick Riordan and featuring a thrilling original rock score this new musical production is an action-packed mythical adventure for the whole family!
All weekend - ‘The Emporium’ Play @ Alley Theatre Thornton Wilder’s unfinished masterpiece comes to life for the first time, and the audience gets to be an active participant in the very fabric of the play!
All weekend - ‘On Midnight, Friday the Thirteenth’ Play @ Ensemble Theatre Help investigate a murder mystery in this intriguing and exciting dark comedy.
All weekend - ‘Driving Miss Daisy’ Play @ The George Theatre LAST CHANCE - This story about a unique and unlikely friendship between a Jewsih woman and a Black man in 1940s in Georgia reminds us of the common humanity and the value of life.
All weekend - ‘The Father’ Play @ 4th Wall Theatre LAST CHANCE - The play questions the nature of identity, memory, and the human experience, as it explores the profound impact that dementia can have on individuals and their loved ones.

Ongoing Special Events and Museum Exhibitions

Ongoing - ‘Jurassic World’ Exhibition @ Katy Mills The limited-time globally sold-out exhibition immerses audiences of all ages in scenes inspired by the beloved film. Discover the science of jurassic world and walk in the land of jurassic giants, closer than ever before!
Ongoing - Dinosaurs @ Houston Zoo Trek through a lush forest trail to see life-sized animatronic creatures, including the fan favorite T-rex, Brachiosaurus, Edmontonia, and more!
Ongoing - Sloomoo Exhibition @ Marq E Entertainment Center Immerse yourself in the joy of sensory play with Sloomoo Institute’s colorful world of never-ending, hand-crafted slime, yummy scents, and soothing ASMR delights.
Ongoing - ‘Vertigo of Color: Matisse, Derain, and the Origins of Fauvism’ Exhibition @ MFAH The exhibition presents, for the first time in the United States, the origins and legacy of fauvism through paintings, drawings, and watercolors by Henri Matisse and André Derain.
Ongoing - ‘Kehinde Wiley: An Archaeology of Silence’ Exhibition @ MFAH Wiley’s monumental, large-scale paintings of Black and Brown individuals confront and challenge the silence surrounding systemic violence and injustice.
Ongoing - ‘Ruth Asawa Through Line’ Exhibition @ Menil The exhibition presents drawings, collages, watercolors, and sketchbooks showing the breadth of Ruth Asawa’s innovative and profound practice.
Ongoing - ‘Janet Sobel: All-Over’ Exhibition @ Menil See the pioneering work of Janet Sobel and her ‘All-Over’ abstract expressionist painting technique which inspired generations of artists, including Jackson Pollock.
Ongoing - ‘Hayv Kahraman: The Foreign Us’ Exhibition @ Moody Center for the Arts LAST CHANCE - Kahraman’s first solo exhibition features works informed by the artist’s Iraqi-Kurdish heritage and experience as a refugee while highlighting her research-driven practice.
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2024.05.08 15:20 crimsontape This week's grocery review - Sales for May 9th to May 15th - A lot of greenhouse products and US imports filling up our produce section. Good prices on cucumbers, vine tomatoes, corn, blueberries, strawberries, and Vidalia onions! Plan your Mother's Day dinner! (Don't forget flowers!)

(As always, flyers are out Wednesdays, most store sales for the new flyer start on Thursdays)
Adonis
Farm Boy
Farmers Pick (can be a little late on their flyer) (https://www.farmerspick.ca/flyer-specials)
Food Basics
FoodLand
Freshco (price matcher)
Giant Tiger (*note the VIP prices; sales begin today) (price matcher)
Green Fresh Supermarket (Vanier) (check https://greenfreshottawa20.wixsite.com/greenfreshottawa) * Produce Price Rating: Usually very competitive, catering to Asian cuisine. Warning: their newest sales start on Fridays - so this is a late advertising of their sales.
IGA (price matcher)
Independent
Loblaws
Provigo
Maxi (price matcher)
Metro
No Frills (price matcher)
Produce Depot (usually a little late on the flyer) https://producedepot.ca/
Real Canadian Superstore (price matcher)
Sobeys
Super C
T&T Supermarket https://www.tntsupermarket.com * Produce Price Rating: Usually very competitive, catering to Asian cuisine. Warning: their newest sales start on Fridays - so this is a late advertising of their sales.
Walmart
Costco (Note that these are the online/shipped prices - reduce each item by $3 for in-store pricing)
Jean Coutu (new sales start Fridays)
Shoppers Drug Mart (new sales start Fridays)
Some additional references!
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2024.05.06 21:59 KT514 Cast replacements

Okay hear me out... I love Sunny... I love these actors... but they're getting older and seem exhausted by the toll this show takes on them. I just saw a video of Rob and Charlie golfing and Charlie looks like he's just loving life on a golf course like a retired man--as he should! Glenn killed it in Blackberry and I would love to see him and Kaitlin in more roles... ANYWAY... what if they replaced themselves on the show as actors (stayed on as writers/showrunners) and never mentioned it. Picked 4 unknown actors in their 20s and just ran with them for another 16 seasons. Frank stays the same and makes subtle allusions to Denis having work done and Mac changing his body again and maybe his eyes are going cause Charlie's beard looks a little different (no need to mention Dee, he'll just keep referring to her as Bird anyway), but never addressed it. OR replace them one at a time and then run with it. IDK could be funny. They can do almost anything and be funny IMO.
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2024.05.06 19:53 MotoFaleQueen My little "bother" got married: wedding cake recipes

The "bother" is in quotations because I typoed in my initial post and decided to keep it (got a lot of questions about it in the second post I made about the cake) for this next related posts.
These are the recipes for each of the tiers! As a refresher for flavors: top tier was pink champagne cake with a champagne whipped cream, middle tier was chocolate cake with chocolate ganache and a chocolate mousse, bottom tier was a strawberry dream swirl with whipped cream and strawberry filling. I used an adjusted American butter cream for the coating of the cake and for keeping the fillings inside the layers. The strawberry from the bottom tier did keep escaping from the buttercream, which was frustrating, but not the end of the world. I apologize that some of the 'measurements' were made based on how I felt about it (measure with your heart, a splash, a dash, etc). I'm afraid I didn't measure these things, so I don't have a measurement to give you. I do not use store bought eggs as I have chickens (Brahmas). I made sure to check with the bride beforehand that she was alright with that, as some people can be funny about their eggs. I'm based in the piedmont region of NC, USA, about 330' above sea level.
Pink champagne sponge: I used the mycakeschool recipe, though I did not use the Andre blush champagne, I used a sweet fruity rose champagne over a brut/dry champagne. I also did not use the buttercream recipe associated with that sponge recipe. I did use the Americolor Deep Pink coloring for the sponge, but I think I could have gotten away with natural coloring instead (if you have guests who are allergic to red food dye). I used Swan's Down cake flour and Heilala vanilla. It's a very light, airy sponge that would soak up any cake syrup very well (if you wanted to add a reduced champagne syrup to the sponge to up the moistness & champagne flavor, though it really doesn't need it), with a distinct, but not overpowering champagne taste. Using the sweet fruity champagne gave it a very late spring/early summer taste. Because I was making this tier in 6" pans, I cut the recipe in half and it gave me the perfect amount of batter.
Pink champagne whipped cream: heavy whipping cream 1 cup, granulated sugar 2 tbsp, vanilla measured with your heart, a tsp cream of tartar for stabilization, 2 drops of deep pink Americolor (again, I think natural colors could be used here effectively, if you're concerned about red dye allergies), and champagne added by tbsp until I liked the taste and whipped just past stiff peaks. I did not use the same champagne for the whipped cream as the sponge. I chose a dryer champagne with cherry and blackberry notes for the whipped cream. Having the contrast was very nice so that the cake didn't feel like one giant blob of the same champagne in cake form.
Chocolate sponge: This recipe was the same for my wedding cake and is the Add a Pinch Best Chocolate Cake recipe {ever}. It truly is the best chocolate cake recipe ever. It needs no modifications. I use almond milk for it because (allowed by the recipe, I just think it tastes best with the almond milk, but the recipe says buttermilk, regular milk, and coconut milk can all also be used). This recipe has never failed and is easily the most forgiving, fluffiest, most delicious chocolate cake recipe ever. I use a mixture of Anthony's Goods black cocoa powder and Hershey's Special Dark cocoa powder (1:1 mixture) to give the cake a really deep chocolate flavor that *almost* borders on bitter, but once paired with sweet fillings makes the effect of it not being too heavy on the palate. It's very easy to make it a dairy free cake as it doesn't use butter, but do use caution when pouring the boiling water in - if you turn the mixer on too fast, too quickly, you will lose batter to sloshing and run the risk of being hit with hot, chocolatey water.
Chocolate ganache: 254g heavy cream, microwaved for 2 minutes to get it hot (you could heat it up on the stove top if you prefer, I was starting to get into a bit of a time crunch and needed it more quickly than that), add 250g Ghirardelli Intense Dark 86% Cacao chocolate finely chopped, a dash of salt, and a splash of vanilla. Let this sit for a couple minutes until the chocolate is melty. It may need some more heat, only heat it in 10 second increments in the microwave or you may break it. It is much easier on the stove top, I simply didn't have the time.
Chocolate mousse: so strictly speaking this is not mousse. It's a non-egg chocolate mousse, that I, quite frankly, think is more akin to a thick, chocolate whipped cream. I added 250g of chocolate ganache recipe (above) to 250g chilled heavy whipping cream and 2 tablespoons of sugar, stirred it just until incorporated and then put it in the refrigerator. After it had chilled, I whipped it just past stiff peaks and that was it.
Strawberry Dream Swirl sponge: I used the Savory Simple Strawberry Swirl Dream Cake as the basis for this recipe. I suspect, however, that the metric measurements didn't translate quite correctly as 58g of strawberry puree did not lend a strong strawberry taste. If I were to make this cake once more, I think I would double the strawberry puree and halve the orange juice. The way I made it, the ingredients were as follows: 75g strawberry puree (from frozen), 254g heavy whipping cream, vanilla measured with my heart, 30g freshly squeezed orange juice, 284g all purpose flour, 85g cornstarch, 14g baking powder, 4g kosher salt, zest of two large California oranges (about 4" in diameter, slight amount of give when squeezed lightly), 340g granulated sugar, 2 sticks (roughly 226g) of unsalted butter, 4 large eggs, natural red food coloring (I believe it's either beet based or berry based - it's nigh on tasteless either way). The instructions were followed as prescribed by the recipe. This sponge was a dense, sturdy sponge that was excellent as a base to the cake. I used one recipe to fill up the 12" pan and that was one tier. It needed minimal trimming to be flattened for frosting.
Whipped cream: heavy whipping cream 1 cup, granulated sugar 2 tbsp, vanilla measured with your heart, and a tsp cream of tartar for stabilization, then whipped just past stiff peaks.
Strawberry cake filling: I used the Front Range Fed Easy and Delicious Homemade Strawberry cake filling and did not make adjustments to the recipe. I do wish that I had simmered it for longer as it did not 'gelify' as much as I would have like and leaked through the butter cream as a result. This filling was the reason it took me so long to finish the cake when I got it to the venue Friday night.
Buttercream: 2 sticks butter, creamed at med speed in a stand mixer, 460g confectioners sugar, 55g heavy cream, vanilla measured by heart (should have used clear vanilla, but forgot to order it), dash of salt, 25g Americolor bright white, mix on low for 30 seconds until incorporated, then at high for a full minute
The support structure for weight were Boba straws trimmed to height, 6 in the bottom tier, 4 in the middle tier. They held up perfectly. The top two tiers were on clear plexiglass rounds with a hole in the center. I used those and plastic dowels to align the top tiers correctly
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2024.05.04 15:39 Calm_Extreme1532 Just Saw Seinfeld’s New Film Unfrosted (Review)

Just Saw Seinfeld’s New Film Unfrosted (Review)
For those unaware, Jerry Seinfeld made his own corporate biopic about the origins of pop tarts. I watched it, didn’t think it was good, and wanted to share my thoughts. Not going to bother putting spoiler tags so be warned, but I doubt most of you are going to bother to see it anyways if you’re not interested already.
In interviews promoting this, Jerry Seinfeld came out and said that the movie business is over. While I generally agree with the sentiment that the movie business is a shell of its former self, I can’t help but find that Jerry Seinfeld isn’t the best messenger as his vision for a film was to make a movie on the origins of fucking pop tarts.
It’s no secret that Seinfeld’s entire career is thanks to Larry David, and the only other things to his name is his shitty Bee Movie and failed projects. His standup wasn't funny, his TV stuff wasn't funny, and his films aren’t funny. The man is a hack yet he acts as if he’s an authority on anything.
He's also wrong that the movie industry won't bounce back. All it will take is one radical talented auteur to break in and change everything again, just like it happens every 20 years or so when people proclaim that the sky is falling in Hollywood. There is a huge groundswell of pissed off resentment for how the industry/country has been going the last decade or so, and out of that will emerge an artist that fully taps into that anger, writes something great and convinces someone to let them shoot it on celluloid. This new zeitgeist work will reveal everything else for the trite slop that it is, and kick off another cinematic revolution of imitators.
Getting into the film itself, it’s complete shit. Not only is it a soulless biopic, it’s a soulless biopic that doesn’t take itself seriously. BlackBerry, the best biopic of the bunch that came out last year, was a comedy that still had drama and stakes to it. Unfrosted? They make it very blatant that they only made this movie to capitalize off of a trend and don’t really have anything worth sharing or saying. It falls into the “we made an unsatisfying film on purpose so somehow that makes it good” camp.
Jokes consist of weird modern references and memes that are completely alien to the timeframe being depicted. Tony The Tiger dresses up as the Q-Anon shaman and leads the other mascots into having their own J/6 where they storm Kellogg headquarters. Jon Hamm and John Slattery reprise their roles from MadMen and give them an advertising pitch where they tell them to make the brand more erotic. Jon Hamm also implies that he can make Melissa McCarthy cum. There are some other examples, but those are the most memorable. When they’re not relying on modern references, anything original they come up with is just weird. Peter Dinklage plays the leader of a group of milk-men that function as mobsters shaking down people for money. Chef Boyardee and the creator of Sea-Monkeys become a gay couple to raise a lab grown pasta monster that almost ruined Kellogg’s reputation. Like I said, they’re just capitalizing off a trend with this movie, and so all of the payoffs have to do with surprise celebrity appearances, in your face references not befitting the timeframe, and nonsensical shit happening. When you don’t have a vision or greater motivation put in to making a movie, it really shows.
It has the most cancerous cast ever. Amy Schumer isn't funny, no one likes her, but she continues to get work. A real mystery. Even when she appears in decent films like The Humans (2021) her role wasn’t complicated and any competent actress could give a performance like hers. But even then that film worked because it utilized how unlikable she is.
The same can be said of Melissa McCarthy. Instead of having a "Oh no Melissa McCarthy's acting chops are wasted yet again" review for the thousandth time can we just be honest with ourselves that she’s just not that good to begin with?
Jerry Seinfeld himself cannot act to save his life. Every line from him feels completely phoned in.
Make no mistake, even without any self-awareness Seinfeld still has a point. We’ve had the Barbie movie, we’ve had the Doritos movie, we’ve had the Blackberry movie, we’ve had the Air Jordans movie, we’ve had the Beanie Baby movie, we’ve had the Tetris movie, now we have a breakfast pastry movie. Creativity is so goddamn bankrupt in Hollywood in terms of what they prioritize that we’ve entered this corporate cocksucking era of "cinema" where full blown commercials for products are now the norm. If there’s one thing we can give credit to Seinfeld for, it’s highlighting that this trend can’t even be enjoyed in an ironic sense anymore. But it speaks volumes that when making a movie his vision only goes as far as current trends allow for. The guy is a billionaire. He could finance a movie entirely by himself. He could make whatever he wants and hire the most talented people in the world. He could make his own Dune adaptation and still be filthy rich. Instead he makes lazy shit that amounts to nothing more than glamorized commercials.
It doesn’t really matter what side of the culture war conflict you’re on, we should all at least agree that Seinfeld is a damn hack who made a stupid movie that he didn’t put any effort into, and is now going on an interview tour making excuses by saying that anyone who doesn’t like it just doesn’t have a sense of humor. Unfortunately for Seinfeld, the reality is that he just isn’t funny. 1/10
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2024.05.04 15:38 Calm_Extreme1532 Just Saw Seinfeld’s New Movie Unfrosted (Review)

Just Saw Seinfeld’s New Movie Unfrosted (Review)
For those unaware, Jerry Seinfeld made his own corporate biopic about the origins of pop tarts. I watched it, didn’t think it was good, and wanted to share my thoughts. Not going to bother putting spoiler tags so be warned, but I doubt most of you are going to bother to see it anyways if you’re not interested already.
In interviews promoting this, Jerry Seinfeld came out and said that the movie business is over. While I generally agree with the sentiment that the movie business is a shell of its former self, I can’t help but find that Jerry Seinfeld isn’t the best messenger as his vision for a film was to make a movie on the origins of fucking pop tarts.
It’s no secret that Seinfeld’s entire career is thanks to Larry David, and the only other things to his name is his shitty Bee Movie and failed projects. His standup wasn't funny, his TV stuff wasn't funny, and his films aren’t funny. The man is a hack yet he acts as if he’s an authority on anything.
He's also wrong that the movie industry won't bounce back. All it will take is one radical talented auteur to break in and change everything again, just like it happens every 20 years or so when people proclaim that the sky is falling in Hollywood. There is a huge groundswell of pissed off resentment for how the industry/country has been going the last decade or so, and out of that will emerge an artist that fully taps into that anger, writes something great and convinces someone to let them shoot it on celluloid. This new zeitgeist work will reveal everything else for the trite slop that it is, and kick off another cinematic revolution of imitators.
Getting into the film itself, it’s complete shit. Not only is it a soulless biopic, it’s a soulless biopic that doesn’t take itself seriously. BlackBerry, the best biopic of the bunch that came out last year, was a comedy that still had drama and stakes to it. Unfrosted? They make it very blatant that they only made this movie to capitalize off of a trend and don’t really have anything worth sharing or saying. It falls into the “we made an unsatisfying film on purpose so somehow that makes it good” camp.
Jokes consist of weird modern references and memes that are completely alien to the timeframe being depicted. Tony The Tiger dresses up as the Q-Anon shaman and leads the other mascots into having their own J/6 where they storm Kellogg headquarters. Jon Hamm and John Slattery reprise their roles from MadMen and give them an advertising pitch where they tell them to make the brand more erotic. Jon Hamm also implies that he can make Melissa McCarthy cum. There are some other examples, but those are the most memorable. When they’re not relying on modern references, anything original they come up with is just weird. Peter Dinklage plays the leader of a group of milk-men that function as mobsters shaking down people for money. Chef Boyardee and the creator of Sea-Monkeys become a gay couple to raise a lab grown pasta monster that almost ruined Kellogg’s reputation. Like I said, they’re just capitalizing off a trend with this movie, and so all of the payoffs have to do with surprise celebrity appearances, in your face references not befitting the timeframe, and nonsensical shit happening. When you don’t have a vision or greater motivation put in to making a movie, it really shows.
It has the most cancerous cast ever. Amy Schumer isn't funny, no one likes her, but she continues to get work. A real mystery. Even when she appears in decent films like The Humans (2021) her role wasn’t complicated and any competent actress could give a performance like hers. But even then that film worked because it utilized how unlikable she is.
The same can be said of Melissa McCarthy. Instead of having a "Oh no Melissa McCarthy's acting chops are wasted yet again" review for the thousandth time can we just be honest with ourselves that she’s just not that good to begin with?
Jerry Seinfeld himself cannot act to save his life. Every line from him feels completely phoned in.
Make no mistake, even without any self-awareness Seinfeld still has a point. We’ve had the Barbie movie, we’ve had the Doritos movie, we’ve had the Blackberry movie, we’ve had the Air Jordans movie, we’ve had the Beanie Baby movie, we’ve had the Tetris movie, now we have a breakfast pastry movie. Creativity is so goddamn bankrupt in Hollywood in terms of what they prioritize that we’ve entered this corporate cocksucking era of "cinema" where full blown commercials for products are now the norm. If there’s one thing we can give credit to Seinfeld for, it’s highlighting that this trend can’t even be enjoyed in an ironic sense anymore. But it speaks volumes that when making a movie his vision only goes as far as current trends allow for. The guy is a billionaire. He could finance a movie entirely by himself. He could make whatever he wants and hire the most talented people in the world. He could make his own Dune adaptation and still be filthy rich. Instead he makes lazy shit that amounts to nothing more than glamorized commercials.
It doesn’t really matter what side of the culture war conflict you’re on, we should all at least agree that Seinfeld is a damn hack who made a stupid movie that he didn’t put any effort into, and is now going on an interview tour making excuses by saying that anyone who doesn’t like it just doesn’t have a sense of humor. Unfortunately for Seinfeld, the reality is that he just isn’t funny. 1/10
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2024.05.03 00:20 secretshadowpotato the SHADOW SAGA: gamer guild drama #tea

Hello Charlotte and friends, I have gathered you here today to recount a tale of drama. I am here to spill tea that is not mine to spill but it deserves to be spilled and I hope you all enjoy the twists.
Firstly, disclaimer that it has been well over a year since all this went down so my memory may not be the best. I am recounting to the best of my ability. Secondly, if you know the guild of which I speak... hi ! Sorry not sorry for spilling the tea. I don't know if all of this was ever disclosed to the guild members, since I haven't been in the guild for over a year; and I want to say that, for the most part, the guild is great. No hate here.
Let's start with a place. Elder Scrolls Online. I'm a gamer and had been playing ESO on and off for several years, but wanted to buckle down and really get into playing it so I decided to join a guild in the hopes it would help me find my focus and keep my playing. For the unacquainted, ESO is a multiplayer roleplay game in which you can join guilds of players, approximately 500 per guild. The guild I joined had 3 branches at the time, so about 1500 members, with a central guild leader and a team of "officers", which were essentially mods that helped the day-to-day running of the guild and its Discord server. Shortly after I joined the guild they announced that they were looking for new officers to join the team, and despite being inexperienced and anxious I decided to apply, thinking the worst they could say is no. Unexpectedly, I was selected! There were about... maybe 20 ? Prospective officers-in-training.
Before we continue let me breakdown the officer hierarchy. At the top were Raspberries (changing the name, obviously), this was the guild mistress (leader) and her second-in-commands, of which there were five or six. Next were the Blackberries, which were the senior officers. After them, the Salmonberries, which were the ordinary rank and file of the officers. Lastly, there were the Blueberries, which was what I was, just an officer-in-training. In total I think there were... 30-40 officers? Us new Blueberries included.
The Discord server had a secret section from which the officers operated. We were welcomed into it after being ranked up, given the rundown of our expectations and when training would begin. The officer in charge of our training was awesome, very kind, however the guild leader was revealed to be kind of a manipulative asshole. Mistakes, by both new and seasoned officers, were called out publicly by the leader in the officer area of the server. This happened frequently over the course of the several months I was in-training. When we were deemed not to be operating to the guild leader's (let's call them Germ) high standards we were ordered to rank our fellow officers by how we felt they pulled their weight. If we didn't do this in a timely manner we were criticized and called out, and once everyone had submitted their rankings (public to the rest of the officers) Germ would call out those that ranked lowest, who often ended up demoted to regular member status or removed from the guild entirely for their failings. Senior officers (the Blackberries) who spoke out against the tyrannical rulings and expectations of Germ were equally at risk of this, being demoted to Salmonberries until they could prove themselves again. Then, after berating and belittling the officers, Germ would go on long-winded lectures about her standards for the guild, how she just wanted us to be our best and succeed, how she only pushed us to create the best environment for effective leadership. Sometimes she would even ask us how we felt she was as a leader, if she was meeting our expectations as a leader... and anything but a glowing or sympathetic response would result in her blowing up on the officer who criticized her. Then, within a few days ? All of those messages would simply disappear from the officer channels.
In short, we officers were held to impossible standards and criticized for not meeting them amongst our fellow officers. However, to the general membership? Germ was a great and kind and generous leader. But that's not where our story ends. Something quickly to note, every week we have a meeting in an officer voice chat, which Germ would always oversee, however while we were expected to have a mic and be able to speak Germ never spoke through voice chat. Even when she attended guild events in voice chat she was silent. Tuck that away for later, it's important. ;)
Now, lets introduce another key player in this story. Jess was Germs golden child, a Raspberry officer that she doted on endlessly and could never do wrong. We lowly Blueberries and Salmonberries just assumed she was a favorite of the guild leader and kind of hated her for it; she never interacted with anyone much, so we just assumed she thought she was better than us due to the favoritism.
In time I was promoted from Blueberry to Salmonberry, then Salmonberry to Blackberry. In that time we saw the removal and leaving of many officers, whether due to pressure, real life responsibilities, or Germs officer rankings. With the rank of Blackberry I was provided access to the Dark Room, which was essentially a channel for Blackberries and Raspberries to discuss higher profile stuff without the input of Salmonberries.
Now, this is where my timeline gets a little messy, so I apologize. At some point Germ stepped away from leadership, naming Jess as the new guild leader, despite remaining within leadership. There was a rocky transition, with Germ frequently stepping in to comment on things in the Dark Room. Then, came the day I was asked to speak with Jess and another Raspberry privately. At the time I had been told I would be responsible for a weekly member spotlight, so I was expecting this to be the training / rundown of that. Oh how wrong I was. Instead, I sat in voice chat with Jess and the other officer for over two hours as Jess recounted to me the recent happenings of the Raspberries and Germ. Until now (as far as I know) this information has only been shared with the officer team, so if you think you know the guild of which I speak... I'm sorry.
Germ was a creep, lets just say that. Again, chronology of this might be a bit off, its been awhile since I heard this and I no longer have access to the proof that was provided. Essentially, Germ had been creeping on Jess since she joined the officers. This is the part I'm not at liberty to share, because I respect Jess's privacy, but lets just say Germ was a real creep and basically terrorized her. After revealing all this to some of the other Raspberries they helped Jess in an effort to remove Germ from the guild and end their abusive leadership. What came next was a series of deals that basically summed up to Germ would surrender leadership to Jess but maintain access to the officers and guild (this was when Germ stepped away), so long as Jess never blocked them and continue to talk to Germ. Now, though, Jess was doing the rounds to the Blackberry officers in an effort to close ranks in a final push to negotiate the removal of Germ from the guild for good. This is where it gets wild.
At some point, after Germ had dropped off the radar for awhile, Jess was contacted by someone claiming to be Germs friend. The friend said that Germ was sick / in a coma and had directed this friend, lets call them David, to check in with the guild and ensure everything was okay. David, of course, knew a lot about the guild and Jess specifically, including specific things about her and conversations she had had with Germ. Jess, of course, was suspicious of this, and after some sleuthing with the help of the other Raspberries... discovered that Germ was not, in fact, in a coma, and that David was very likely Germ. Meaning, Germ was a grown ass man, and had been lying to everyone and the guild.
After this the Dark Room was preparing for war, essentially. They were gonna wrest the guild from Germ / David no matter what it took. We all had our part to play, it was a very tense time. Thankfully, this all was resolved fairly peacefully. Some stuff happened, I just don't recall specifics. In time, Germ was removed from the guild and server. At some point the Salmonberries and Blueberries had been clued in, and we celebrated their removal, vowing to start a new chapter for the guild. As a note, none of this was ever shared with the general membership of the guild throughout the whole process, and in the aftermath we were encouraged to lie or direct any questions about Germ to the Raspberries.
Now, I wish that was the end of the story. There is more.
I was made a training officer, and in an effort to remove the gap between Salmonberries and the rest of the team myself and the other training officer essentially became HR, hearing their complaints and issues and ensuring their concerns were addressed and questions were answered. More than that, I prided myself on being the "deep diver", meaning whenever we needed information on a member for meditation or punishment I was the one that looked through the server as well as our guild site to create a timeline and gather information, which I then reported to the Dark Room. I genuinely loved what I was doing, and I loved helping our new officers. I was always quick to defend them in the Dark Room, and had a good relationship with them whereas most of the other officers did not. I also frequently played devils advocate, and gave voice to the perspectives I felt deserved representation. I wanted honesty, and I performed all my duties without bias; I prided myself on that. This was, however, something of a pain for the Raspberries I guess.
Some time after the end of the Germ issues I was called aside by Jess and another Raspberry, and basically dressed down. I don't remember much of the interaction because I was honestly in shock; I had never been spoken to about the issues they presented, this was the first time I heard of them. I felt betrayed, I was upset. I cared too much, apparently, and made people uncomfortable. That's what I remember of it. And I was told to step down, or be removed. So I stepped down. In the aftermath I noticed another officer, who had also been something of a free speaker amongst the officers, was removed at the same time I was.
Since I had dedicated myself to the guild for over a year at that point I suffered. I tried to remain involved but I also distanced myself. When I returned to the Raspberry that had spoken to my alongside Jess in an effort for answers, as I genuinely wanted to know what I had done wrong so I could work on myself (this was suggested by my therapist, since I beat myself up a lot afterwards), I was told she didn't know and couldn't tell me. This was the same officer who had dressed me down, and she could not tell me what the issues she had raised against me were. I smelled bullsh*t, and distanced myself even more. However, one day some time later I ventured back to the server to see what was going on... and noticed that an officer I had trained right before I had been demoted was no longer in the guild. I reached out to her, asked if she was okay, and she said that after some drama had come out she hadn't been comfortable staying. I asked her what the drama had been about, and she clued me in to a group of officers, Salmonberries and Blackberries, who had stepped down and left the guild awhile after I had been forced to resign.
The simple version is, the Raspberries elected to ban a couple regular members who were frequently discussed in the Dark Room. They were a nuisance to many Blackberries, but they had never done anything wrong or worthy of removal, as found in the many reports I had prepared on them. Yet, they were removed on the down low, but when some of the Salmonberries that were familiar with them asked about it Jess said it was a mistake. This caused a rift, and disgruntled by the lack of answers a majority of the Salmonberries stepped down or left the guild entirely, as well as a few Blackberries who felt uncomfortable about how the incident was handled by Jess and the Raspberries. This also caused an exodus of regular guild members who were close with the two members that been banned, as well as those close to the officers.
It was at this point, once again surrounded by my peers, that I finally felt safe to discuss my own removal from the guild. I honestly felt partially responsible, and after looking at the evidence that we had we decided as a group that it seemed the Dark Room had an agenda, wanting to make changes, and they removed the officers that they knew would speak out against those changes. Those changes were what caused the drama with the exodus of officers and members. For awhile we considered putting the leadership on blast, but after awhile we decided it wasn't worth it and moved on. The leadership apparently found out about our gathering, though, and warned the guild against "disgruntled ex-members and officers". It was kind of funny, honestly.
Oh, and at the time I met with this group I was still a member of the guild, and when I approached some of the Raspberries about what had happened to get answers... I was shadowbanned from the guild without a word.
That pretty much concludes the Shadow Saga. No resolution, I have no idea what has happened in the 1+ year since I was removed. But I thought I would share the cliffnotes. Feel free to ask questions, I will do my best to answer. And, if any of you know of the guild or are still a member / officer... hi ! Wishing you all the best, honestly. I loved the guild, it was a great place, and generally I hold no ill will towards the officers.
Also, an additional note I forgot to add: before I had joined the guild there had apparently been a "purge", in which some officers staged an insurrection of sorts against Germ and they ended up purging the officer team to "restart" the guild. So, as much as the Raspberries tried to lead the guild out of Germs shadow... they failed, and history repeats itself. I genuinely hope they have since been able to find a balance.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed the tea. I know this isn't the usual kind of drama / tea you have in your videos Charlotte, but I hope you enjoy this cup even if it isn't featured. <3
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2024.04.30 00:22 _Revelator_ Clarkson's Columns: My harvest hymn & An interview with Clarkson and Caleb

My harvest hymn — with added Chinese chemicals
By Jeremy Clarkson (The Sunday Times, April 28)
Many of us will remember that Mungo Jerry song featuring the line, “Have a drink, have a drive. Go out and see what you can find.” And of course we all realise you can’t even think that any more. And nor, really, is it considered acceptable to follow up with: “If her daddy’s rich, take her out for a meal. If her daddy’s poor, just do what you feel.” Times have moved on.
Of course lots of lyrics now feel as if they’re from another aeon. "Clair" by Gilbert O’Sullivan especially. But you might think it’s impossible for the lyrics in a harvest festival hymn to become out of date. “We plough the fields and scatter. The good seed on the land. But it is fed and watered by God’s almighty hand.” Absolute timelessness. It was true ten thousand years ago and it’s true now.
No, it isn’t. God doesn’t water the land any more. The coal-fired Chinese power stations do that. And he doesn’t feed it either. That’s handled by CF Industries, which makes all the chemical fertiliser that farmers use on their fields.
We don’t even scatter seeds any more, because that’s wasteful onanism. We drill them into the ground, at precise intervals and at a precise depth using a computer-controlled, £40,000 seed drill. That’s towed behind a £250,000 Case tractor, which was built in the factory where they used to make Tiger tanks. Not much Goddishness going on in any of that.
There isn’t even any ploughing any more. In the olden days farmers would turn the top layer of soil over using a plough so that the weeds were buried. And because they were deprived of sunlight they died. It was a lovely, natural, rosy-cheeked way of creating the perfect seedbed for the following year’s crop.
But then along came Little Miss Thunberg and her merry band of Packhamites, who decided that 1,500 billion tonnes of carbon is stored in the planet’s soil. And that if you turn this soil over with a plough, all of it will be released into the upper atmosphere in the form of carbon dioxide. Which is bad. So the lovely, natural method of killing weeds had to stop. And instead farmers had to use chemical sorcery from Monsanto, BASF and the Zhejiang Xinan Chemical Industrial Group.
Farmers didn’t mind, if I’m honest, because ploughing is extremely expensive. You simply would not believe how much diesel is needed to drag a two-tonne land anchor through a muddy field. Using weedkiller instead is much cheaper.
Or rather it was. But weedkiller prices have gone up dramatically in recent years. And from where I’m sitting it doesn’t really seem to work any more. Every year Kaleb goes into the fields like a rural Terminator, hosing down the weeds with his ungodly chemical sorcery and then, a few weeks later, Cheerful Charlie walks me through the same fields, pointing out the brome and the black-grass, which is easy to spot because it’s purple and green and completely immune to anything the world’s chemists can throw at it.
So this year Charlie said we should become medieval and plough the fields instead. Selfish? Well, yes, this will shoot a tonne of CO2 into the troposphere and that’s obviously bad. And I’ll use four times more diesel than I would if I used weedkiller. So that’s not good for the environment either. But here’s the kicker: I wouldn’t be pumping any chemicals into the soil.
So that’s the choice — soil or sky? You have to hurt one of them if you want to eat. I went for the sky and rented a plough.
I settled on an eight-furrow monster for two good reasons. Number one: the bigger the plough, the faster you get the job done. And number two: none of Kaleb’s tractors would be powerful enough to pull it, so we’d have to use my 270bhp Lamborghini. Which would annoy him. Even admitting that it’s better than his tractors gives him a hot flush. Sometimes he vibrates with fury when he goes near it.
The only drawback to this cleverly wrought large plough plan was that, because Kaleb refuses to drive my tractor, I’d have to do the ploughing.
This is something I’ve done before. It was on Top Gear about 200 years ago and I did very well. Partly this was because my competitors in the ploughing competition were James May and Richard Hammond. And partly because one of the two judges was a really good friend of my mum.
In real life, though, things were different. I couldn’t hitch the plough to the tractor without help. I couldn’t do a three-point turn when it was attached. And I couldn’t make the tractor move when the furrows were in the sodden soil. All four wheels just sort of spun. So I had to lift the plough slightly, which meant I wasn’t ploughing. Or wiggle the steering wheel, which made big holes and, when it worked, caused me to set off in a new direction. It began to look as if a drunk, blind man with no arms was doing the ploughing.
All the time I was watching the fuel gauge plummet like the depth gauge in a holed submarine, and wondering if it might be cheaper, easier and kinder to the environment to use chemical weedkiller instead.
This is farming. Only last week I discovered that approximately 18 billion slugs have come to live in the fields where I’ve planted spring barley. If I adopt a live-and-let-live rewilding attitude and do nothing they will eat the lot and, next year, there will be no Hawkstone lager. As that makes no sense, I therefore have to pepper the field with slug pellets, which will kill them. Great. But these pellets will also kill all the worms. So what’s the answer? There isn’t one.
Similarly, I have signed up to the government’s eco-friendly grant scheme and will be planting things that aren’t food in three fields. They’re good for the soil and they’re good for my bank balance. But it means I’m not growing stuff people can eat. I know one chap who has taken 60 per cent of his farm out of food production and he’s not alone. So yippee. All that stored carbon and all of that fixed-in nitrogen.
But what if you want some bread? You’ll have to get a loaf made from wheat that was grown abroad. And how’s that good for global warming? And will it have been grown under the same stringent rules that we have here? Or will it have been fertilised with human faeces? You face a choice then. Do you want net zero in the UK? Or do you want to eat a Mexican’s turd?
Do you want lager or worms? Do you want healthy soil or a healthy sky? Do you want bees or orangutans? These are the questions I’m facing every single day. It’s a multiple-choice world of no right answers.
Which brings us back to another harvest festival hymn.
All things bright and beautiful. All birds that must be plucked. No matter what we choose to do, we’re well and truly.
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Kaleb Cooper: ‘I’ve taught someone triple my age to do a better job’
The Diddly Squat farmers Jeremy Clarkson and Kaleb Cooper are back for a third series. We put our wellies on to meet the odd couple of the Cotswolds
By Ben Dowell (The Times, April 29)
During filming for the forthcoming third series of Clarkson’s Farm, Kaleb Cooper drove into work and saw Jeremy Clarkson vacuuming a blackberry bush. While the spectacle was “something I am never going to forget”, the sandy-haired, cherub-faced youngster was so unimpressed that he didn’t even get out of his car to ask what was happening.
These two have grown into one of television’s best double acts. For the show’s executive producer, Peter Fincham, there is an “element of Jeeves and Wooster” about them, a delicious odd couple relationship that is all the more gratifying because the team didn’t need to cast Cooper. He was already working on Diddly Squat Farm when the show started.
Cooper is a farmer to the tips of his muddy wellies and has taught Clarkson most of the practical business of farming his 1,000-acre establishment near Chipping Norton in Oxfordshire, as well as how hard the job is and the risks farmers take for little financial reward. Cooper may have just completed a sell-out national stage tour building on his popularity and more than two million Instagram followers. He may have been invited to No 10 to meet Rishi Sunak (more on that later), but everyone on the show — the producers, one of Cooper’s “Chippy” friends I spoke to and Clarkson himself — are clear: the 25-year-old hasn’t changed one iota since the show started airing in 2021.
“I think it’s very easy to be grounded if you don’t leave Chipping Norton,” Clarkson says. His girlfriend, Lisa Hogan, who has become another star of the show, agrees. “How Kaleb comes across is exactly how he is. He is very thoughtful and kind and very bright. His use of language is also very easy on the ear. We could have had a monosyllabic tractor driver and that wouldn’t have worked but we were lucky we had Kaleb.”
He has written two books as well: The World According to Kaleb and Britain According to Kaleb, with a third (Life According to Kaleb) on the way. These ruminations are often spoken into a Dictaphone (supplied by his publishers) during the 18 hours he spends each day alone in his happy place, his tractor cab. The books now sit on the shelves that a ten-year-old Cooper and his carpenter father put up in the local bookshop. Though, of course, one of the running jokes in the show is that he has only read one other book in his life apart from his own, and that was one of Clarkson’s.
There is another moment in the new series when Clarkson and Cooper (who are in competition with each other across the eight episodes) are working a field when they spy someone in the distance on another tractor drilling “his” field. He is Andy Cato of the electronic pop duo Groove Armada, and Cooper seems totally nonplussed, not least because he doesn’t know who or what Groove Armada is. The same probably goes for many of his near-neighbours, who include Joe Wicks, Simon Cowell, Natalie Imbruglia, David Beckham and Amanda Holden. When Cooper bumped into David Cameron (now Lord Cameron of Chipping Norton) in a local eaterie, he wasn’t quite sure who he was either. Strangely Cooper is now as famous as at least a few of these people. His appeal extends across the globe — Andy Wilman, Clarkson’s old Top Gear producer who edits the show, tells me that he rarely hears an English accent in the farm shop as tourists flock to see their agricultural idols.
Since Clarkson’s Farm aired, Cooper told his theatre audiences, he has been offered snazzy haircuts from top-level salons, perhaps to stop the constant mickey-taking from Clarkson. But he still goes to the same local hairdresser.
Brilliant moments are not always captured by the cameras and while the team may wake up with plans, farmers and the show’s fans will know that the weather often has other ideas. “Cheerful” Charlie Ireland, the farm’s land agent and adviser, does pop by a couple of times a day, as he does in the series, often to pour cold water on Clarkson’s latest schemes. But many of these moments are not filmed. Is that annoying?
“Sometimes you think, ‘Oh, that would be really good, that’d be funny on TV,’ but actually [the cameras] are not there,” Cooper says. “But you don’t say these things, to make it up for the TV. I may have taken drama in school, but I got a U in it, so actually I’m not an actor.”
Clarkson agrees: “It is [effortless] because I don’t have to pretend to be someone else. With The Grand Tour, Richard Hammond isn’t as stupid as he’s made out. I’m not as bombastic as is made out and James May isn’t quite as boring as he’s made out. And so you’re playing a caricature, you’re playing a role, you’re there to provoke and be stupid. Here, we haven’t got any of that. So we’re just ourselves. You get up and you just have to be yourself, which is incredibly relaxing. And in that regard it is effortless. Farming is not effortless. Make no mistake, the television side of it is a piece of cake because I don’t have to think, ‘Oh I’d better say something idiotic now.’”
“You do that anyway,” Cooper says.
The two bicker in exactly the same way off camera as they do on. At the press conference for the new series they quarrelled with good humour about their dogs. Cooper says Clarkson’s pair of fox-red labradors (named Sansa and Arya after Game of Thrones characters) are “posh man’s dogs” who “never do a thing he says”. Clarkson maintains that Cooper just locks his dog in his tractor cab. They also bicker about the goats Clarkson keeps. Clarkson likes their eyes and thinks they do a good job mowing his grass. Cooper thinks he should breed and slaughter them in the conventional way and sell goat meat in the farm shop.
There is a similar clash of approaches over the pigs. Cooper doesn’t get as emotional as Clarkson and Hogan when things go wrong (and they do go wrong with the pigs this series). When Clarkson holds aloft a newborn piglet, Cooper calls him a “proud parent”, which feels part mickey-take, part genuinely warm compliment — a common theme in their complex relationship.
Clarkson is learning to be more steely and is, Cooper says, actually now a “good pig farmer”. Is the younger man pleased that Clarkson has come on? Or is there a bit of him who would still enjoy showing him the ropes?
“I think there’s a bit of a proudness of teaching someone maybe triple my age … to go out and do a better job … Hopefully I’ve taught him a lot about it. But he’s taught me so much equally about the television industry.” In fact, Cooper says, he has learnt so much that he cannot watch TV now because he knows how it all works behind the scenes.
He is a voice for farmers, showing us how hard the job of people who put food on our table is, and demanding that we respect it. Cooper has arranged two bursaries of £3,000 plus a work placement for young farmers and is keen that more enter a profession where the average age is 59. When he met Sunak last May he was more interested in the PM’s hair than anything, principally because he didn’t expect much from him.
“Let’s put it this way. If someone invited me tomorrow to go to a farm … if I go to that farm and that farmer says to me, ‘Kaleb, you know what, this week I’m gonna plough that field,’ I know for a damn fact that that farmer is going to go out there and plough that field because he said he’s going do it. If the prime minister or anyone from politics goes to me, ‘Kaleb, I’m going to do this next week,’ they’re not going to do it, are they?”
While he doesn’t have much faith in our legislators making life easier for hard-pressed farmers or for supermarkets to pay them more, he must be pleased that people, especially city folk, now know about farming thanks to him, I say.
“Yeah, everyone knows what a tramline is now, right? And let’s face it, I always say this: it doesn’t matter what phone you’ve got, what car you’ve got, what house you’re living in, what matters the very most is what’s coming across your plate for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And therefore that is the most important thing to me.”
Cooper is open to offers of shows such as I’m a Celebrity … Get Me Out of Here! but thinks he probably won’t have the time with all the work he has to do. Clarkson called him “easily the most entrepreneurial person I have ever met” and he is laser-focused on his ultimate goal of having a farm one day, which will have to be local, despite the “extortionate” price of land in the area.
“I want to farm here,” he says. “I don’t want to move away from my family and everything I know. This is where I was brought up and this is where I’m going to stay.”
But the show will be with us for a while. It is hugely popular — series four is being filmed and while viewing figures aren’t available, it is believed to be Prime’s most popular programme in the UK by, well, a country mile.
Cooper is engaged to his partner, Taya (mother to their three-year-old son and ten-month-old daughter), but doesn’t know when he will have time to walk down the aisle. He knows he will “have a great party”, and isn’t yet sure if Clarkson will be his best man. But one thing’s for sure, Clarkson has already found his.
The new series of Clarkson’s Farm is on Prime Video from May 3.
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No Sun column this week, but the Guardian (!) has published a long interview with Clarkson: "'Dismissing global warming? That was a joke': Jeremy Clarkson on fury, farming and why he’s a changed man". Let me know if you have problems viewing it.
Clarkson's columns are regularly collected as books. You can buy them from his boss or your local bookshop.
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2024.04.28 16:35 YonathanJ [RF] Hail The Black Prince, by YonathanJ (Part 2/2)

''Welcome, my guest, to the palace of Jericho!''
The prince said, waving his hands around, as we made it past the massive doors. Inside, a view very few peasants ever saw in their lives. Of absurdly tall ceilings, of intricate pillars, of statues commemorating past monarchs and high-standing officials. I Dieudonné couldn't believe my eyes, and followed the prince, savoring every sight and every second.
''Tell me, where would you like to have tea? We can go to the royal terrace, the balcony, the inner gardens...'' The prince asked me, as we made our way up the stairs of the atrium. I scratched my head and wondered, what would be the smartest answer?
''Well you see, I've always wanted to see what a prince's chamber would look like... If that's not asking too much of you, my liege.''
The prince turned around, with an annoying look on his face. ''Listen, you don't have to be so formal. Let's just be friends and enjoy ourselves.''
I jumped on the opportunity and raced to him, slapping him on his back, telling him how glad I was. ''But I don't want to be your friend just because you're the prince, don't get me wrong. I just like clever people is all'' I told him, and I saw him smile, through his nose and eyebrow gold chain, scintillating in the light of the hundreds of candles and torches around us.
Alone in the private chamber of the prince, I sat on the pillow on the ground, next to a low wooden table. My new friend the prince poured water in a kettle and put it over the fire. I wondered, why in the world would he make his own tea?
''Tell me, why not ask a servant?'' I finally asked him.
''Well I wouldn't really be treating you for tea, then, would I?'' He replied, walking toward me with a wooden box.
I made sure not to show any greed on my face, yet I couldn't stop wondering if that box was a present for me, considering the sheer luck I had of meeting the prince by chance, and becoming his friend as well. The prince put the box down in front of me, and opened it, revealing dozens of compartments, each holding fine quality ingredients, such as colorful powders, seeds like anis and cardamom, cinnamon bark and so many others I had never seen before.
''Tell me, what's your favourite tea? Do you like sweet, or bitter, hot or cold? Spiced or not?''
I Dieudonné was outmatched for once. I admitted I had no knowledge in tea whatsoever. ''I only know the dry, black one, that you break appart..''
The prince had a surprised look on his face; ''You mean tea bricks? I didn't think you'd be one of those types...''
I asked him what he meant by that, and he explained that people's taste in tea reveals a lot about themselves, who they are truly. I thought it incredibly funny how he needed tea preferences to tell the nature of people, when all I needed was to look at their face. But I rather enjoyed his little trick, this prince wasn't as stupid as people are usually...
''If I could have any tea, I'd have orange tea. I just don't think it's appropriate to ask for that, since you've already been so generous to me.''
For once I was being honest with him. I wouldn't dream of telling him the whole story about my father and the orange, the incense, but it felt good for once to tell the truth. The prince smiled and closed the wooden box, its overwhelming aroma taken away. He rushed out and left me all alone, in his room. For once in my life, I heard it. Complete silence. If not for the occasional crackling of the fire.
I Dieudonné closed my eyes and relaxed. I couldn't wait to sip on orange tea! Insidiously Greed got a hold on me once more, and I got up on my feet, remembering my plan, my princely plan...
I stepped around the room, looking at everything. The comically large bed, the white silken bedsheets, the pillows filled with feathers. The bookshelves full of not only books and scrolls but also of trinkets like a globe of the earth, a telescope and most intriguing of all a tiny chest, half-opened. I could see, if I got close enough, coins perhaps?
I kept listening to any coming footsteps, so as not to be caught in the act, but the kettle started boiling and whistling. I had to get back to my seat but my body was moving on its own! Only one of these gold coins would give me the life of a prince, if only for a single day... And the door opened. I shifted my gaze to the telescope, pretending not to hear the prince coming in, to be fascinated by the instrument.
''Tell me, do you look at the stars sometimes?'' The prince asked me, in his hands, a bowl, filled with orange powder.
''I don't think I've spent a single night not looking at the stars'' I lied, looking at him smiling.
He placed the bowl on the table, brought over the kettle, as I took my seat once more, just before stealing a last look at the tiny chest in the bookshelf. From under the table he took out a tea making kit, with a few cups, a tray and two peculiar statuettes, representing a dragon and a sheep.
I sat there and looked at my new friend, the prince of Jericho, brew orange tea. He gave me a tiny hourglass, instructing me to flip it over once he pours the boiling water on the tea. Instantly the aroma filled the chamber, and I noticed we both started smiling. I brought my cup closer yet to my surprise he poured the tea over the statuettes, wasting the tea.
''Why waste it?'' I couldn't help asking. He laughed and explained how the first steep is merely to wash the tea, and is offered to the tea pets. I sat there, nodding, arms crossed. Ah yes. It seems the prince is a tea connoisseur! I couldn't help but think he just wanted to show off to me, his new friend.
The prince poured the water once more, I flipped the hourglass once more, and he offered me the first cup. I brought it to my nose and Heavens did it smell good. I dipped my lips into it but at that instant I thought about Daysha, how happy she would've been to be here right now, and what she was doing instead, for my sake..
The tea was surprisingly bitter, yet so aromatic! The prince laughed and laughed, and poured himself a cup. His laugh was surprisingly familiar, much akin to the ones of my neighboors back in my hometown. He gulped down his tea and got up, clapping his hands. I did the same and saw him run to the telescope. He brought it over to the window, and gestured me to come over. Stargazing now, are we?
He took a few minutes to set everything up, while I waited outside on the balcony. The view was already incredible, overlooking the inner palace and most of Jericho as well. From here I could see the plaza, but not beyond the tall walls. The prince finally said it's ready, and I got closer, curious as to what that tool could show me that I couldn't see with my eyes. Stars are stars after all.
But what I saw, in that strange little tube was not a star but an orange, stripy ball, with some bright dots around it... What in the world?
''That, my friend, is Al-Mushtari, as the arabs call it. We call it Jupiter, the greatest god of them all!''
To gaze at gods themselves! I fell on my butt, suddenly dizzy. The prince laughed and looked through the telescope as well, smiling ever more. At that moment I really wanted to leave, but also to make sure I'd see the prince again, for my plan hinged on that.
''My prince I must thank you for your hospitality. What pleasure to share tea and spy on the gods with his majesty-'' I started, but he turned toward me with a puzzled look on his face.
''Don't tell me, you're off already?''
I explained to him how I just got to Jericho today, and that I had to get back to my sister and uncle, and he stopped me once more;
''Well remember, then. I'll meet you tomorrow morning at the plaza. I truly wish to meet this family of yours, and offer my blessings. Take care now, my friend.''
And for the first time in my life, the man I was talking to had the face of a friend, and I didn't know what to think for a while. He walked me out in silence, and shook my hand, leaving in it a tiny bag. I smiled and walked out, escorted by the palace guards, inspecting in my hand yet another present from the prince; more of that orange tea powder.
Standing there in front of the metal gate of the palace, that closed behind me, I felt somewhat alone, if only for an instant. I am, after all, Dieudonné, a man that is truly free. Yet I couldn't help but look forward to meeting my new friend again, the prince. And gifting the orange tea to my foolish sister, as an apology. Yet beyond that, the dark clouds that were my princely plans loomed over all.
Making my way back to the fruit shop, I couldn't help but think back on Daysha and that tall man Lemarcus. As much of a fool as she is, my sister truly saved me there, and made it possible to meet the prince as well. This present may not be much, but I hope it'll show her how grateful I am of her help. Though she did owe me one...
The streets of Jericho were unusually quiet and empty. Some loners were here and there, smoking and drinking. Others were hurrying their steps, as if late to some important meeting. How miserable. At that moment I Dieudonné realized I was one of them! One more of these rats, scurrying about in the dead of night, hurrying toward the void that is their lives!
No matter what face I have truly, that of a prince or of a peasant, what matters are my actions. No more of this! I know what to do, to become prince at last, and fate itself landed me a hand! Yes, I will go forth with my plan, no matter what. For the life of a prince is the only life worthy for me.
I passed under a low banner and in this dark alleyway I thought back on Daquan, that guard I had poisonned so cleverly. I couldn't help smiling, and I didn't really like what that meant about me. Is killing a man that simple? Behind me, a fool, coughing and stumbling, his breathing raspy and annoying. I hurried my steps, as I was close to the fruit shop, but it seemed like the sick fool behind me hurried as well. I turned around briefly, and in the feeble moonlight I saw his bearded, scarred face, no longer that of a gambler, but that of a vengeful killer. We crossed eyes and he yelled ''Dieudonné you peasant!''
I didn't like that. I faced him, separated by a few dozen meters, surrounded by boxes and garbage bins and low hanging banners. We were completely alone here in the alleyway, and the only thing I could hear was his struggling breathing, and his coughing, as he was hurrying toward me, holding something in his hand, what, a knife?
I Dieudonné had enough of that man. No matter how grateful I was of the hand of fate, bringing me closer to my goal using that despicable man, I decided to finish what I had started.
''What, you want to kill me, good guard?'' I taunted him, looking at his curved dagger in his shaky hand. Daquan coughed once more and leaped toward me, screaming, murder in his eyes, but he was so slow from the rat poison. I punched his arm and his dagger fell on the ground loudly. ''What did you do to me?'' he shouted, his face so close to me I could smell his incoming death. I remember just how ugly and pityful he seemed to me. He had the face of an angry child, throwing a tantrum for having his favourite toy taken away.
''You deserve this, you failure of a man..'' I whispered, as I grabbed him by the neck. His bloodshot eyes then filled with fear, with dread, and at that moment I let go of him, frightened. What was I trying to do?
But Daquan reached for his dagger once more and I remembered my vow. To do whatever it takes. ''I can't die, for I become prince tomorrow.'' And so I kicked his face and his belly, I turned him on his back and pummeled his face, his gambler face, and ignored whatever he was trying to say to me, until his weak arms couldn't stay up anymore.
I didn't notice rain had started, and I got up from down there, my fists bloodied in red, my head aching. I looked down at the dagger and laughed, what a ridiculous tool. I pushed Daquan to the side of the alley, under a few boxes and a fallen banner, and I spat on him, as he extended his hand to me, begging for help. ''Die as the rat you are..''
I ran away from there, back to the fruit shop. I didn't know if I wanted to laugh at the top of my lungs or collapse and cry. All I wanted was to be alone. I made it to a crossway, and looking around I- well I was lost. Where the hell am I? What am I doing here?
Tall dark buildings. Banners whirling in the wind, wires flailing about, crows cawing, flying around high above me, under the feeble rain. I looked to one side, and the other, I couldn't tell the difference! Where is Daysha, where is the black lake, and my hometown? Why am I here, in this hellish city, alone, my hands stained with murder?
I noticed I was shaking, and couldn't breathe properly, and my mind was spiraling, how dizzy I felt. I sat down, there in a dark corner of an alley, and I placed boxes over me, and covered my feet with a fallen banner, and tried to sleep, just to escape. I tried to sleep just to see if all that really happened. I tried to sleep and realized once more, I was nothing different from Daquan! Here I was, same as him, except I'm to keep living in this shithole of a life I have been so proud of living.
I, Dieudonné, thought of suicide for the first time that night.
The crows woke me up once more, not their cawing but their beaks! I jumped awake and chased the black birds away. Did they think I had died? As if I would die such a meaningless death... My head was aching all the more, and I got up, trying to piece out where I was exactly. I was just a few buildings away from the flower shop actually. All around me, the bustling life of Jericho had started anew, in the early hours of the morning. The sun had just started to rise, and a soft breeze washed away my worries, if only for an instant.
I Dieudonné entered the fruit shop, nonchalantly, my hands in my pocket, for they were still bruised. But no one was there. I was expecting Daysha, ready to jump in my arms, and the tall Lemarcus to be standing in his doorframe in the back, reeking of tobacco. Only the parrot greeted me, with his usual ''Thief, thief, thief I say!''
But I had had enough of that, and as I made my way to the back of the shop I shooed the bird with my hands. Upon seeing my bloodied, bruised knuckles the parrot flew away screeching ''Murderer! Thief! Murderer!'' and I froze. Did I really kill that man? And not by poison, with my own two hands? I walked in the bathroom there, and I noticed a big tall mirror. I made sure not to see my reflection. I jumped in the shower and washed away the dreadful night, to be ready for the dreadful day I become prince at last.
All ready I walked to Lemarcus's door, and knocked quietly. ''Daysha?''
I heard some rustlings, a few steps, and my sister whispered as well from beyond the closed door. ''Go away Dieudonné. I don't want to see you ever again. What a brother you are.''
Her words hit me like a brick. I kneeled down and slid under the door the little bag of orange tea, the prince had given me. ''All I want to say is, I'm sorry.'' I told her. And I meant it.
I heard her pick it up, and scuffle back to the bed. I heard Lemarcus's voice, and Daysha's voice, such loving words, and I was taken aback. I thought she would hate him!
I stole some lotion in the bathroom for my knuckles, thank you Lemarcus. I made haste for the plaza, for the prince himself was waiting for me. On the way there, I could hear faint music, festivities, growing louder and louder. I hurried my steps, much like a child would do, and low and behold a full on festival was taking place, with dozens of musicians playing drums, flutes, lutes and others singing. Dragons and sheeps were dancing to the music, their big colorful bodies going up and down, moved by the many feets beneath them. Kids were running around, petals were falling from Jericho's sky and a new, bold banner was erected, its calligraphy impeccable : Tea Festival.
And there, standing alone at the entrance of the plaza, the prince. Approaching him I noticed his smile, and how relaxed he looked. I took the time to really look at him, at the gold chains on his face, at his crown, at his clothes so elegant. On his face I saw the face of a happy man, and I didn't like that.
He saw me at last and ran toward me, smiling, his eyes full of life. I noticed around him, the people, recognizing their prince, and smiling, and bowing, and I could see how respected he was. I thought, back then, about just how badly I needed that, just how badly I needed everyone to look up to me, to worship me. My vow strenghtened once more, and hugging my new friend smiling I could only think of murder, of deceit.
We entered the fruit shop, and it was still empty, the closed door of Lemarcus in the back there made me wonder if they were still in or out. No matter. All I needed was a few minutes. ''I'd like to treat you to tea, as well, as we wait for my family.'' I told the prince, and he sat down. How glad I was of the parrot not being there, that irritating creature. To my surprise the prince said ''I always wanted to taste that tea brick of yours!'' and I couldn't help laughing.
The kettle whistling, just like it did the day before at the palace, I poured into it the harsh bits of black tea. A far cry from the expensive ingredients of the prince. I told him to bring over a few blackberries, how nicely would they go with our black tea. In the meantime I poured myself a cup, and quickly threw in the rest of the rat poison I had bought the day before in the kettle. I exhaled and closed my eyes for a second. The prince came back and pretended to throw a berry in my mouth, laughing. And he did, a perfect throw! How oblivious can the prince be?
''So, my prince, what are you planning to do today?'' I asked him, pouring down his death sentence in his tiny cup.
The bitter, almost poor aroma of the leaves surrounded us, and as he lifted his cup he told me how he didn't have much planned today, and that they could perhaps spend time at the tea festival. I looked deeply in his eyes, waiting for him to drink his tea at last.
Right then the backdoor opened, and tobacco filled the air, to my annoyance. The prince put down his cup and got up, bowing to the tall man and the curly woman looking at us. Right there I cursed the heavens, and slammed my cup on the table.
''My sister Daysha, uncle Lemarcus, please meet my new friend, the prince of Jericho!'' I proclaimed, a bit too loudly.
I remember the look on lemarcus's face, his squinty eyes, pinning me down, I could tell he didn't like me. Once again Daysha proved to be a useful fool and grabbed his arm, dragging him toward us.
The prince sat back down, and offered them to share tea with us. I got up and took the kettle, saying how I'll just make a new batch, but the prince insisted. ''As you told me yesterday, why waste it?''
Of course I wanted the prince to drink it and die, so that I could take his place. And I didn't mind if that man lemarcus dies, for I despised him. But I didn't want Daysha my sister to die such a meaningless death!
''Very well, but Daysha, you won't like it. Why don't you bring us some refreshments instead?'' I proposed, trying to get her to look me in the eyes, and notice what was going on. But the fool was clutching at lemarcus's arm, smiling, and told me she'll just add my present to the tea, that she took out.
The orange tea I gifted her! And so the prince took it upon himself to pour two more cups to Daysha and Lemarcus. She added the bright orange powder to her cup, and also to everyone's cups, smiling.
Daysha asked a few questions to the prince, as they ate berries, holding their lethal cups, warming their hands. I Dieudonné sat there, and debated if I should just flip the table and maybe punch lemarcus, as a pretext to stop everyone from drinking the tea. After all, I'd get another chance sooner or later.
I looked down at my cup, and catched a glimpse of my reflection, amidst the scintillating of the orange powder, much akin to the prince's golden chains on his face, and at once the fountain of greed within me sprang anew. Damn it all!
She's a fool, he's a lustful man, and he's the prince I'm meant to be!
''Now, let's drink to our new friendship!''
And I burned my throat, gulping down the tea, not even tasting it. I slammed the cup on the table, and to my horror, to my bliss, they all did the same.
With how much rat poison I had put in the tea, the effects would start rather soon. My sister, with rosy cheeks, asked me ''Dieudonné, you told us your friend is the prince, yes, but you never told us his name?''
And at that I couldn't hold my laughters, it was too much for me.
''Yes, you never did ask for my name, even after you told me you didn't care about me being prince...''
We all grew silent. The prince added, smiling, ''Tell me, are we really friends?''
This is when they started dying.
Coughing, and retching, and all that. I dragged Daysha and Lemarcus to their room, making my best impression of someone worried for his friends, for his sister. She held my arm, and in her eyes, the same fear in saw in Daquan the day before. She whispered, in my ear, how she wanted to give me a present, as thanks for bringing her with me here to Jericho. She placed in my hand, orange incense. We both got teary eyes. I told her, once again, for the last time, ''I'm sorry.''
I closed the backdoor. Alone once again with the prince, I towered over him. He was asking for a glass of water, and to go fetch a guard, to bring him back to the palace.
I lied to him once again ''Now, my friend. I have an antidote, but first you have to tell me everything I need to know about you, about the prince of Jericho.''
He was shocked, and couldn't breathe for a few seconds. I fell to my knees and slapped him. I told him ''You see, my friend, I'll take your place as prince, and become the man I was always meant to be.''
At that the prince struggled to laugh, holding my arms; ''I was never the prince! I did just like you, Dieudonné my friend. I took the jewels and the clothes and the knowledge of the last prince, and I made myself prince.''
I got up, and stared him down. He added ''And the prince before that! All pretending, all greedy, all imposters!''
He struggled to get up, fell to his knees, and whispered to me, holding my legs ''I have only ever showed you kindness, generosity, friendship... And you would kill me, and take my place?''
I saw, at that moment, the prince had the face of despair. I pushed him down on the ground, and I couldn't help but cry as I removed his clothes, his crown, and painstakingly removed his golden chains, the true symbol of his majesty.
All the while the prince was laying there on the ground, staring at the ceiling. He tells me, his voice raspy and his breathing short; ''So you'll get my haircut, get some new piercings, wear my clothes and my jewels... So you'll be the new prince of Jericho... Will that satisfy you?''
I froze. I looked down to him. he added, pleading;
''Will you at least spare me, your friend? I'll tell you everything you need to know, the name of the servants, how you should act, secrets, all of it. Just give me the antidote, and give Daysha and Lemarcus the antidote. And go, I'll forget about you, Dieudonné, the man I thought was my friend.''
He told me everything, and I lied to him once more, about how the antidote will save his life. I made him drink some of my tea, and he smiled. I asked him his name, and he told me, crying.
But I forgot.
As I walked out, the parrot rushed in, yelling ''Murderer! Murderer! Thief!'' Once more.
The next day, I was walking down the main road, on my way to the palace of Jericho. On my face, the gold chains, on my head, the crown. And adorning me, clothes beffiting of a prince. And on everyone's faces, admiration, love, respect.
I held my head high, and smiled broadly, for at last I was a prince, with the face of a prince. What bliss.
I entered the palace, and made haste to my chamber, where a few days ago I drank tea and laughed with the previous prince. I jumped on the bed, took a nap. Never slept better in my whole life. I awoke and filled my pockets with gold coins, emeralds and ivory. I demanded a servant to make me some orange tea, but I didn't drink it, I wasted it.
I pushed open the bathroom door, avoiding the mirror once more. And there, the bathtub of a prince, with lotions and soaps and warm water on tap. I poured myself a bath, filled with all the luxury products I could find. I reached for my pocket and took out the orange incense Daysha had given me, before dying of my hand.
I placed it down on the counter, in front of the mirror, and lit it, its fragrance, taking me all the way back to my hometown, to little Daysha and my family.
I glimpsed at the mirror at last, looking at my perfect reflection. Never before had I seen my face so clearly, if not from the still surface of the cursed lake. In the flickering of the candles, I saw the face of a murderer. I saw the face of a thief. I saw the face of a spiteful man.
I couldn't take it anymore, I punched the mirror, reopening my wounds on my knuckles. The mirror cracked, and my reflection was mutliplied. I looked at my bloodshot eyes, at my golden chains, at my stupid haircut, and I grabbed the golden chains and screamed as I tore them with all my force. Blood gushing out, pieces of my nose, my ear and my eyebrow, at the tip of the golden chains. I threw away the crown and tore down my clothes, drops of red staining the royal floor, as I ran away toward the exit, toward the roads of Jericho.
Outside, I walked around, aimlessly, my mind, numb. I was just so tired of it all. So what if I was prince at last?
There, walking toward me, peeling away his orange, the tall man in the white hat, the blind man, the man with the wise face. He puts a hand on my shoulder, and says, as if to himself :
''Ah! There is the man with the cursed face. Welcome to Jericho!''
Thank you so much for reading, please leave a comment! I would love to read your thoughts-
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2024.04.27 02:16 Phoenix_Rose_95 Your birthday is still in my calendar

It’s just 4 weeks away. I confidently wrote it in pen on New Year’s Day - expecting you to still be here then. I just started thinking about what to get you a couple of days ago. Then out of the blue you just drop dead in your kitchen with absolutely no prior warning. Poof! And your nine decades of work, wisdom, wit and worldliness just went out like a blown bulb.
Sure you were ninety - but that just means I got to love you for longer. Had more of your wisdom intertwined in how I do things. More of your sayings and more things that make me think of you.
I’m sure you’re finding this all very funny. It’s so typically you. Living well into old age without any significant ailments and then just out like a light one day when you went to get a drink.
You had the fullest life too. You saw every part of the world that you wanted to, you checked things off your bucket list sometimes twice. Hell we got to a point where nobody knew what to buy you for Christmas because there was nothing you hadn’t already done.
And talk about best of both worlds - you had a grandchild without even having children. You chose to adopt me as your own granddaughter before I was even born. And you loved me exactly as a Nan should for all of my 30 years on this earth. Every life event of mine - you were there. You’d proudly show me off to your friends after you’d taken me foraging and taught me how to make an apple and blackberry pie. You taught me how to skim stones, knit and make Christmas cards into next year’s gift tags too. Along with so much else I can’t possibly begin to list.
You carried the torch for all four of my biological grandparents who passed too soon to love me. And you kept it lit for three decades until the light went out with you this week.
We had the most special bond. I always admired your fierce independence, numerous quality friendships and your surprisingly liberal outlook on life. I’ll look forward to carrying your energy with me, and if I turn out half as accomplished has you when it’s my turn, well heck - I’ll be one happy woman.
Love you Nan, and thank you for everything.
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2024.04.25 23:20 FragraBond We Invade. Nickname that cat Abrakheim!

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2024.04.24 22:52 foxmag86 The different ways Tori and Zach talk to/about Jackson versus Lilah.

I know this has been a topic of discussion the past month or so on this sub, but there was another instance in the season finale of the different ways Tori and Zach treat and talk to Jackson versus Lilah.
When they were out picking blackberries, Lilah mentions wanting more blackberries in her bowl. Tori says something along the lines of "You have to pick them yourself, you ding-dong."
A bit later, Jackson says something along the lines of "Tori Roloff, I'll just replace you"...which imo is an odd thing for a 6 year-old to say to their Mom. Tori's response: "Oh Jackson, you're so funny"
Do I think Tori meant ill-will by calling Lilah a ding-dong? No. She was probably just joking and laughing at Lilah, which is fine if it happens once in a while. But from what we see on the show, they're frequently referring to Lilah in non-flattering ways. Clumsy. Whiny. Challenging. High maintenance. Ding-dong.
Whereas Jackson is just the best, can do no wrong. Which, I have no problem with them putting Jackson on a pedestal like that, but do the same for your other kids as well. It's obvious to a lot of us that the way they talk to and about them are completely different.
If you watch the early seasons, the same exact thing happened with Zach growing up. Matt clearly favored Jeremy as the golden child. He was "farmer", he helped on all the projects, he always was involved with Matt in brainstroming/dreaming up new ideas on the farm, he was his dads right hand man.
Whereas Matt would frequently refer to Zach as too shy, introverted, not big enough to help, be more like Jeremy, etc.
History is repeating itself.
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2024.04.24 12:59 crimsontape This week's grocery review - Sales for April 25th to May 1st - Great sales on corn this week! I think IGA wins this round with their $1.29/lb chicken legs. Super C also has a great 99c/lb apple deal! Check the sales on Vidalia onions, sub-$1 cucumbers, $5 10lb bags of spuds, and tomatoes!

(As always, flyers are out Wednesdays, most store sales for the new flyer start on Thursdays)
Adonis
Farm Boy
Farmers Pick (can be a little late on their flyer) (https://www.farmerspick.ca/flyer-specials)
Food Basics
FoodLand
Freshco (price matcher)
Giant Tiger (*note the VIP prices; sales begin today) (price matcher)
Green Fresh Supermarket (Vanier) (check https://greenfreshottawa20.wixsite.com/greenfreshottawa) * Produce Price Rating: Usually very competitive, catering to Asian cuisine. Warning: their newest sales start on Fridays - so this is a late advertising of their sales.
IGA (price matcher)
Independent
Loblaws
Provigo
Maxi (price matcher)
Metro
No Frills (price matcher)
Produce Depot (usually a little late on the flyer) https://producedepot.ca/
Real Canadian Superstore (price matcher)
Sobeys
Super C
T&T Supermarket https://www.tntsupermarket.com * Produce Price Rating: Usually very competitive, catering to Asian cuisine. Warning: their newest sales start on Fridays - so this is a late advertising of their sales.
Walmart
Costco (Note that these are the online/shipped prices - reduce each item by $3 for in-store pricing)
Jean Coutu (new sales start Fridays)
Shoppers Drug Mart (new sales start Fridays)
Some additional references!
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2024.04.23 01:30 TeaAndCozy Nui Cobalt Critters are coming! 24 reviews from past years

I've always been a girl who loves animals, and now that I have two pet rabbits, both adoped within the last year, I am extra excited about the return of Nui Cobalt's Critters collection! This collection isn't entirely sweet cuddly woodland creatures, but it does have a lot of those, including three of my all-time favorite Nui Cobalts: Little Brown Rabbit, Little White Rabbit, and Lilac Rabbit. When Forest posted in the Facebook group asking which Critters we'd like to see return, or which animals we'd love to see emerge as new Critters, I waxed rhapsodic about the Rabbits and suggested a bunch of other colorings of rabbits that could become amazing perfumes... so I'm hopeful that we might even get a new Rabbit this year. I would just about die of happiness if she really did make a Blue Otter Rabbit after my sweet bun Hazel. She also teased a Ladybug scent for this year, which would be SO CUTE!
Anyway, the Critters are due back this Friday, with the newsletter announcing them on Thursday, and I am excited. As usual, I thought I'd post my thoughts on all the past Critters I've tried in case that might help you formulate your wishlist. And if you've tried any of these, I'd love to hear your thoughts! Was your experience similar to mine?
My preferences: I especially love snuggly scents, incense, golden amber, cardamom, black tea, beeswax, non-gourmand vanillas, and white florals (particularly tiare, honeysuckle and tuberose; sadly I am allergic to lilies and jasmine doesn’t work on me). I don't like hay, overly sweet gourmands, excessive musk, dragon’s blood, leather, patchouli, labdanum, or any really dark scents in general. To my great devastation, Nui Cobalt’s apricot and pear notes don’t tend to work on me, though I haven’t given up hope and I continue to try new blends with those notes occasionally.
Most of these perfumes were provided as press samples by Nui Cobalt in exchange for an honest review.

Rabbits

Little Brown Rabbit [Nutmeg and tonka bean nuzzle up against fluffy marshmallow, cottonflower, pink pepper, and a trace of carrot seed] (this perfume is so popular that it is also in the Continuous Collection and available all year 'round!) - This is one of my absolute top perfume oils. It comforts me on hard days, it cozies me on laid-back evenings, it cheers me on rainy days. My husband recognizes it immediately and honestly I think he finds it cuddly too when I'm wearing it, and it's also his primary frame of reference when he sniffs a new sample I'm trying - "that smells a bit like Little Brown Rabbit" is high praise from him. Wet, it's very strongly nutmeg and caramel, almost mapley, but also with just a bit of pepperish bite from the carrot seed - this is as gourmand as I'm willing to get. Once it dries, the caramel dissipates and it becomes the most marvelously snuggly scent. Having a bad day? Little Brown Rabbit can cheer you up. Having a cozy day? Little Brown Rabbit will make it that much better. Wanting to unwind in the evening? Little Brown Rabbit is my go-to snuggly evening scent. And I think it's the absolute must-try from Nui Cobalt.
Little White Rabbit [Nutmeg and tonka bean nuzzle up against cottonflower, white peppercorn, clove, vanilla marshmallow creme, pale blue cashmere, carrot seed, and honeyed almond] - When the news broke that NCD was releasing a new little rabbit variant two years ago, I was SO excited (little did I know that it would seemingly become an annual thing!), and I blind-bought a full-size (something I never do). Especially because Little White Rabbit adds that wonderful cashmere note to Little Brown Rabbit, this one was a no-brainer for me, and my trust was easily rewarded. Nui Cobalt has outdone themselves with this, their most snuggly of perfumes. I expected this to be a lot like LBR only less mapley and perhaps more cashmere-y (and yes, it is both of these things), but truly, LWR feels even more like it's built on a base of Spidersilk vanilla (Starlight and Spidersilk: [Slender strands of cotton flower hung with trembling dewdrops, cold crystalline musk, and tiny black vanilla beans]), with some of the LBR spices (the peppercorn and carrot seed, but I don't sense any cloves) plus the comforting warmth of the cashmere and almond of Silver Fox (see below), another favorite of mine. And then finally, the marshmallow ties it all together into a pillowy cloud of coziness. It's frankly astonishing. Love at first sniff even just from the vial, and on my skin it blossoms into the most comforting scent. Do I love it even more than LBR? I still can't tell, even years later. I love them both. One final note that may be helpful to some of you: the cottonflower is pretty strong with this one, which is part of why it reminds me so much of the Spidersilk vanilla, but if you're not so much a fan of "clean" laundry-like scents, this one might not be quite your cup of tea - go for LBR instead.
Lilac Rabbit [Nutmeg and tonka bean nuzzle up against toasted marshmallow, carrot seed, summerweight cotton, allspice, and pale lilac in a smooth fur accord] - Oh friends, I hoped and pleaded for another new Rabbit last year, and the universe (and Nui Cobalt) answered! I'm not actually all that fond of lilac and I think I have ended up destashing all of my perfumes with lilac notes, but I was willing to risk it for the chance of a floral Rabbit. Lilac Rabbit is gorgeous - but really, did you expect it to be anything else? I get primarily marshmallow, allspice, and cotton. It sits exactly halfway between the other two Rabbits, with the allspice and peppery carrot seed spices of Little Brown Rabbit (but without the maple quality), and also with the silky, slightly soapy fabric aspect of Little White Rabbit. There is perhaps just a touch of musky lilac, but it doesn't really read to me like a floral perfume. Lilac Rabbit is comfortable. The closest metaphor I can think of is a day when you're wearing a new outfit, one that fits perfectly and really suits you, but it's also completely comfy, with no itchy spots or seams that dig in, and it moves with you. It's like a day where you feel perfectly yourself, fully at ease, and completely put-together. This new Rabbit is everything I could have possibly dreamed of, and it immediately became one of my favorite spring & summer scents.

Squirrels

In past years, they've offered a complete set of all the Squirrels, which was how I tried them all a few years ago. (They've since been discontinued, but sometimes discontinued things return again, or perhaps you might run into one in the swaps, so I'll include all my Squirrel reviews here.) All of the Squirrels are built on the same base of almond + apricot + benzoin, and then each one has different additional notes. Like the Spidersilk variants (all built on the same Spidersilk vanilla base but with different additional notes - my reviews HERE), the Squirrels each have an entirely different vibe. Interestingly, the actual proportion of almond to apricot also seems to vary by Squirrel, perhaps because of the interactions with the different added notes, or perhaps because they actually use different proportions in the Squirrel base for each one. It means that they don't feel anything like near-exact copies of each other, but each have a really distinct identity.
Black Squirrel [A playful blend of almond and spiced apricot, grounded in rich benzoin and copaiba balsam, deepened by black oak, black currant, vanilla bean, and myrrh] - When I first put it on, it's very strongly and exclusively almond - a warm almond that reminds me of baking almond cookies, and it must be the vanilla that helps to make that association. The almond veers slightly towards cherry. As the oil warms on my skin, the apricot emerges and then overtakes the almond. It's apricot skin, soft and velvety, rather than the fleshy fruit of the apricot. These two notes, paired with the woodiness of the balsam and (presumably) black oak, makes this a very bookish scent, perfect for the dark academia aesthetic of my wardrobe in autumn. It's not really an incense-heavy perfume; the myrrh just grounds it and gives it a beautiful dark richness. On me it's not terribly fruity (though I know some folks get mostly dark stone fruits; isn't skin chemistry fascinating!) It's the longest-lasting of the Squirrels, too - the second time I wore it, its throw was a bit too high at bedtime so I washed my wrists, and even so, I could still smell Black Squirrel the next morning!
Flying Squirrel [Raw almond, spiced apricot, and rich benzoin borne aloft by lavender, cotton flower, and tart kumquat] - This one reminds me a lot of Napping in a Flower [Tender ripe apricot, Bulgarian lavender, spiced summer honey, plum blossom, daylily, honeysuckle, and ylang], which makes perfect sense since they share a lot of the same notes, but without the honey and honeysuckle that made Napping too candle-y on me. Husband said this reminds him strongly of Little White Rabbit - he said it's the spices that make that association for him, and I suspect he was also picking up on the shared cotton flower and almond notes. I'm finding it easier to compare Flying Squirrel to other NCD scents than to describe it on its own; its combination of notes feels quite erratic and the concept doesn't feel terribly unified. I couldn't classify this as a "cozy" perfume even though it does have a strong cotton flower note, nor is it citrusy enough for me to think of it as a fruity perfume (even though it has the strongest apricot of all the Squirrels), or herbal enough for it to go in my lavender section (in fact, I'm hoping that some aging brings out the lavender more). If you like Napping in a Flower or Little White Rabbit - two perfumes that are really nothing alike! - you'd probably enjoy this one too.
Grey Squirrel [A playful blend of almond and spiced apricot, grounded in rich benzoin and copaiba balsam, softened with cotton flower, cashmere, and teakwood] - This one gives the effect of eating an almond cookie while snuggled in a wool blanket. This one is super cozy - the autumn cousin of my beloved wintertime snuggly scents (Silver Fox, Snow Cat, Chionophilia, all of which also feature almond and fabric notes - see their full notes lists and my comparative reviews HERE). Grey Squirrel stays pretty static, not morphing like Black Squirrel, and the apricot is only barely present.
Red Squirrel [A playful blend of almond and spiced apricot, grounded in rich benzoin and copaiba balsam, warmed with red musk, red sandalwood, and smoldering amber] - This one is pretty heavy on the red musk, and was in fact partly responsible for me finally figuring out that I don't personally enjoy red musk. The almond, apricot, and sandalwood combination does give this a rather gourmand-adjacent feel to it, more so than the other Squirrels. It's a very rich and warm perfume. It's funny how actually "red" this scent feels - it feels like the experience of watching a bonfire die down, even though there's no smoke note at all. "Smoldering" indeed.
White Squirrel [A playful blend of almond and spiced apricot, grounded in rich benzoin and copaiba balsam, cooled with aloe, white musk, and smooth white amber] - Even without looking at the notes, it was easy to identify the white amber in this one, even though Nui Cobalt only infrequently uses white amber as a note. White Squirrel is very like Grey Squirrel, equally cozy but lighter and airier, with that white amber instead of cashmere. White Squirrel is cooler, more standoffish than Grey Squirrel - that "cool" effect must be the aloe - more a wintertime snuggly scent rather than an autumnal cozy scent. Even the now-familiar almond + apricot base feels daintier and even less foody here in White Squirrel.
Overall--

All the other Critters

Akhal-Teke [Fine ecru suede, raw silk, pearl musk, white amber, precious Hawaiian sandalwood, and creamy pistachio] - As someone put it, "super shiny horse". Silky yet fuzzy and soft, sophisticated yet snuggly. I recognize that pearl musk + sandalwood combination from Cancer [Cotton flower, steamed rice, soft sandalwood, vanilla orchid, coconut milk, and pearl musk] and I love it here too. All of these notes, suede + silk + pearl musk + white amber + sandalwood together, are gentle and just the epitome of softness, yet with just enough body and presence to be soft-on-purpose, assertively soft if that makes sense. This is not a wallflower scent. On to more specifics about the literal smell. At first, the nutty pistachio is pretty present, but it melds beautifully with the gentle suede. The silk and white amber give an elegance. I also definitely get the pearl musk and sandalwood, which take more prominence in the drydown when the pistachio dissipates a bit. This is my favorite stage - just soft, gentle, creamy, and absolutely lovely. Akhal-Teke has low throw but high longevity. I should note that after a year of aging, the pistachio amped quite a lot, overpowering that gorgeous pearl musk/sandalwood base that I loved so much. I'm hoping someday Forest might make one that's basically just pearl musk and sandalwood, without any gourmand elements!
Black-Capped Chickadee [Dogwood saplings, cedar resin, the tang of young stone fruits: still tiny and green, sugar maple, pine nuts, and barely-thawed soil] - I'm not one for dirt notes, so I completely passed this one up for several years, but enough really glowing reviews finally convinced me to try it. In the vial, it smells of wood, honeyed fruits, and hay. On my skin, it's soil, slightly nutty and incensey, with plush fruit and some very cedar-forward wood notes - and yet it's surprisingly dainty, and a perfect encapsulation of a black-capped chickadee. There's something about this scent that reminds me of snow-covered pebbles, and also of Shakespeare's poem "The cloud-capp'd towers" from The Tempest. After much sniffing and pondering, I finally figured out why I made that snowy association - the fruits read to me like cranberry, making this feel like a wintery scent. As for "The cloud-capp'd towers," I think I'm getting that Shakespearean reference from the combination of daintiness and dirt.
Blossom Bat [Humid rainforest blossoms laden with nectar, dense moss, passionfruit, black fig, and bamboo] - This was an order freebie that I wouldn't have picked out for myself, but it's so fun, and it went straight into my "Aloe and dewy" section of my summer perfumes, next to Waimea Mist and Aloha from the Big Island summer collection. Blossom Bat is velvety flower petals against a lush background of aquatic notes. I don't often enjoy moss notes (they often turn into honeydew melon on my skin), but here the moss contributes to the especially verdant feeling.
Blue Jay [Sturdy blue spruce and young oak support the bold elegance of white peony, angelica, blackberry bramble, and rhubarb] - In the vial, it's extremely fruity with a hint of trees. On my skin, it matches the description much more closely: evergreens and forest floor, brightened by fruity sweetness and a hint of floral. If you loved None of Your Beeswax [Thorny brambles of blackberry, elderflower, violet, fennel seed, sacred benzoin, and unfiltered honey] from the Bees collection, do give this one a try - Blue Jay is like None of Your Beeswax's summer cousin. I once wore this to a community theater production of Into the Woods and it was perfect.
Copper Fox [Warm chai with steamed almond milk nestled in sumptuous cashmere, crimson musk, sarsaparilla, and budding birch] - I once went on a quest to find the perfect chai perfume, and of course I had to try Copper Fox! Immediately on application, Copper Fox is root beer, spicy root beer - there's that sarsaparilla in a big way. As it quickly dries, the overwhelmingly root beer-ness of it backs off somewhat, and it becomes much more chai spices + the woody birch (and still with an undercurrent of root beer). Chai latte this is not - it's all the spices of chai (cinnamon and black pepper especially, and probably a bit of ginger as well) without any sweetness or milky creaminess. I should note that at this point my skin has a slight reaction to this perfume; this perfume ended up being part of my discovery that like many others, I too have a slight skin reaction to cinnamon. It didn't hurt a bit and the redness went away fairly quickly, but be forewarned, if you're a person that has a reaction to cinnamon, this might be a blend worth steering away from, or at least planning to wear in a scent locket or in your hair instead of on your skin. Finally, several hours later, Copper Fox has a third stage, and to me the most lovely: chai spices backed by gentle almond and cozy cashmere (and at this stage it's clearly a "Fox" like Silver Fox).
Elf Owl [A bright concoction of liatrix, yellow sandalwood, beach-tumbled teak, solar musk, crushed coriander, and a scant pinch of pale cinnamon] - With the teak and cinnamon, and of course the obvious cue of the "solar musk", I was expecting this to be in the same family as Nui Cobalt's Sun, Heliophilia (Love of Sun), and Sunrise on Spidersilk (comparative review HERE!). Those sun-themed perfumes can be a bit too sharp and masculine on me (I tend to prefer snuggly scents or white florals), but as a great lover of owls (and a huge fan of Nui Cobalt's Snowy Owl [Dried coconut flakes, pale woods, frozen tuberose, vanilla orchid, and fluffy feather musk], with which it admittedly shares not a single note), I absolutely could not pass up Elf Owl. I'm so glad I didn't. This actually isn't in the sun-themed family, nor, of course, does it match the highly white-floral Snowy Owl. Instead, Elf Owl turns out to be much closer to Squash Blossom [Cocobolo wood, orris root, carrot seed, sunflower petals, mandarin zest, and acorn squash baked with brown sugar] from the Autumn 1 collection, though much less vegetal. It's a very well-blended perfume and nothing in particular stands out. The overall effect is gentle: gently floral and slightly vegetal, with vanilla and baking spices but without any sugary sweetness. (Liatrix, for anyone who doesn't know what that note is--I had to look it up myself!--is a "sweet, coumarinic, herbal, tobacco-like floral and offers a pleasant vanilla-like scent".)
Fennec Fox [Blush sandalwood, amber resin, antique Egyptian cotton touched with saffron, spiced peach preserves, and sweet cedar resin] - It's gentle, warm, and spiced, with that snuggly feeling that you get with anything that has NCD's cotton note. If you really look, you can distinguish the wood, saffron, and peach, but they meld together extremely well. Surprisingly, I actually get quite a lot of the same sand note as in Flying South [Pink lemonade, warm sand, tiare blossoms, and a flowy cotton sundress] even though sand is not listed. I wear Fennec Fox in autumn on days when I don't feel like a pumpkin.
Glasswing Butterfly [A diaphanous veil of coconut water, elderflower, moonlit gardenia, silver musk, green lavender, and a slender twist of lime] - Nelophilia (Love of Glass) [Elderflower, silver musk, coconut water, cardamom, silk tree, lime blossom, and smooth hinoki wood] is one of my favorites from the Valentine's collection, but it's been discontinued for some time. So I was delighted to see this one because its notes read like a combination of Nelophilia and Queen Bee [Creamy white gardenia and fluffy whipped honey], both among my favorite NCD perfumes. It's not quite - it's not the same almost-spicy gardenia as in Queen Bee - but it is absolutely divine. Glasswing Butterfly is basically Nelophilia with all its smooth, cool, rainy, white floral nature, but here the cardamom is more present (YES! I love cardamom), and with a bit more floral. After a year of aging, it became quite a LOT more white floral; the heady gardenia came out with a KICK, and it's nearly but not quite indolic.
Honey Badger [Black amber, raw honey, smoked maple wood, and cardamom-infused cream] - I mean, duh, I had to try this one just for the cardamom cream. This is somehow so recognizably a NCD scent. Honey straight from the comb, dripping and golden, rich and sweet, backed by maple wood (but not really maple syrup) and a whiff of cardamom spice. Not nearly enough cardamom for my taste - but then, we all know what I'm like! I'm so glad I tried this one. Since its notes list starts with "black amber," I expected this to be quite a dark scent, but while it's quite rich, it's not ominously dark. Husband really likes this one, which is always a special success.
Hummingbird [Darting from oleander to orange blossom with ripe nectarine, hibiscus tea, and traces of tuberose] - White florals with orange and nectarine fruit notes, chirpy and cheerful. It's a juicy but not sugary scent. I love it for warm spring days - it's an absolute staple of my springtime perfumes - though I find it a little cloying in very hot weather.
Opossum [A bold nocturnal potion of Hatian amyris, soft black suede, red patchouli, freshly-turned earth, copal resin, and Peru balsam] - I get suede, red musk, and brown patchouli; meanwhile Husband, sniffing my wrist, gets pine and petrichor. Yet the combination of all these things is surprisingly gentle, not a shouty, in-your-face kind of scent. Absolutely none of the notes we're picking up on are my thing, but just about all of them very much are Husband's thing, so guess what - he immediately snaffled this one.
Orchid Mantis [Ripe Philippine mango, dragon fruit, tamarind, Indonesian teak, clove bud, sandalwood, tuberose, and a touch of ylang] - This one is bit too sweet for me on application - at first it's all sugary mango - but as it warms on my skin, the other notes creep in: more fruit (but less sugar), a bit of sharp clove for balance, and hints of woodiness and florals. As it dries, those hints of clove and woodiness amp further (and at this point, all my husband smells is cinnamony clove). For some reason, this is one of the very strongest of my NCD scents, with high longevity and even higher throw.
Raccoon [Sepia cashmere, guaiac wood, Egyptian amber, Copaiba balsam, golden musk, a twinkle of coriander, blonde oudh, resinous Himalayan cedar, and myrrh] - It's so well-blended that I can't pick out a single note individually, but something about this feels so quintessentially NCD. Right on application, it makes me think of Cheat Code [Windswept teakwood, cedar, coriander and tea are grounded in black tonka with a hint of fine leather], another one I had trouble describing, and it has a similar level of elegance and polish. Meanwhile, Husband smelled a bit of cola or sarsparilla, and noted an almost chocolatey undertone. As it dries, the cashmere and musk come forward, quite woolly and plush and just a touch animalistic. It seems a similar cashmere musk as in Arctic Fox [Soft amber nestled in sumptuous cashmere, steamed rice milk, winter white musk, and snow-covered fir trees]. If Arctic Fox worked for you, you absolutely must try Raccoon. Since Arctic Fox doesn't work on me (my skin amps that cashmere to unpleasant levels), Raccoon ultimately won't win a place in my collection either - which is a bummer because that opening is so pretty. I'll have to stick with Cheat Code for my polished, sophisticated vibes.
Robin's Egg [Dainty forget-me-nots and lily of the valley, a dollop of whipped blueberry creme, and a cozy birch nest tucked into a flowering dogwood tree] - This one has the same amazing blueberry as Grey Cat [Dry smoked vanilla, fluffy marshmallow creme, fresh blueberries, the gentlest touch of lavender and a warm cup of Earl Grey], House of Transcendence [Top notes of wild blueberry and morning fog, a heart of pale lilac and cashmere, with a base of orris and white amber], and Choreophilia [Wild violets, warm Earl Grey, Dominican blue amber, orris root, a handful of blueberries, and a touch of lime marmalade]. This iteration of the blueberry note is juicy and floral. After a few years of aging, Robin's Egg has become even more gorgeous and creamy, with that stunning blueberry and a vision of dainty blue flowers. This one is discontinued and I'm really sad about that (but you could maybe find some in the swaps if you ask around).
Silver Fox [White tea with honey and rice milk, almond macaron, soft grey cashmere and cool woodland musk] (this perfume is so popular that it is also in the Continuous Collection and available all year 'round) - Stunning. Sophisticated yet snuggly. The cashmere is the most prominent, followed by fir, the sweetness of white amber, and NCD's gentle whipped honey note. I also wouldn't have been surprised to read that copal was a note - there's just that little bit of resinous almost-smoke. When it dries, the sweetness goes away and the fir comes forward. This was a freebie with one of my orders - I hadn't actually bought a sample of this for myself, worried that I wouldn't like the rice milk (which, as it turns out, I don't actually smell), but it has since become one of my favorite wintertime scents.
Sugar Glider [Raw cotton, sugar cane, flannel flower, macadamia nut, pearblossom, palest musk, and dandelion puff] - So here's the thing, I'm wary of gourmands (in fact I always sit out most of the April Fool's gourmand collection). Sugar is listed in the notes description in the very second place, but I am a sucker for cute woodland animals, so that's how I ended up with this sample. After a first sniff in the vial, I got a little nervous about it, because it smelled very sugary, but I figured I'd wear it once, review it for you all, and then in a worst-case scenario, destash it to someone who does love sugary dessert scents. But wait! There's something strangely intoxicating about this one, and it's not really a gourmand. Immediately when I put it on, it reminded me a bit of the Sweettart-ness of my beloved Somniphilia (Love of Sleep) [Lamb's wool accord, orange blossom, barely-budding lavender, melissa, green fig, clary, cloud musk, and weightless vanilla marshmallow meringue]. I was pleasantly surprised that Sugar Glider is not at all dessert, instead more sugar + wood, and really rather cuddly. And then when it dries down, it reminds me so strongly of the blue raspberry note in Dewdrops on Spidersilk [Cerulean strands of cotton flower bejeweled with dewdrops, cold crystalline musk, tiny black vanilla beans, frozen blue raspberry, and gentle incense], except it's not "blue" (nor is it raspberry, but neither is "blue raspberry"). How did they achieve this effect? I have no idea, but it's so addictive: such a delicate, cheerful, springtime scent. It really does remind me of the experience of picking a perfect white fluffy dandelion and making a wish as you blow it. Definitely a springtime favorite.
White-Tailed Deer [Soft brown suede, golden musk, wild forest berries, and roasted chestnuts dusted with maple sugar] - I am always hesitant about suede, but was very happy when this was included as a free sample because I'd heard lovely things about it but wouldn't have purchased it for myself. It's an interesting one because my experience is of it is very different depending on distance. When I'm just smelling it as it wafts around me, it's such a warm, cozy scent, the suede mingling with chestnut and brown sugar. When I bring my wrist directly up to my nose to sniff, the suede does get a bit overwhelmingly leathery, and overtakes the other notes. Once it dries, though, that unpleasantly smoky leatheriness dissipates (even right up under my nose), leaving only the highly autumnal coziness behind. It is indeed very "golden" - or maybe a really rich, warm brown. I don't get any berries at all. It reminds me of the very stylized acorns and hedgehogs that fellow autumn-lovers love to idolize. (And for some reason, Husband gets saffron!)

Personally...

Robin's Egg, Sugar Glider, and Elf Owl are some of my TOP favorite perfumes for spring; Fennec Fox for fall; and Silver Fox for winter. Black Squirrel is my favorite of the Squirrels (in fact I ended up destashing all the others since I continue to have some issues with NCD's apricot note) - it's so beautifully dark-academia. And in my opinion, the three Rabbits are absolute must-tries (and I hold so much hope for a new Rabbit this year!). If you try nothing else from this collection, try whichever of the three Rabbits most calls your name - they're all different but all absolutely stunning.
What are you hoping for this year? Any particular animals you're keeping fingers crossed for? Do we think it'll be mostly woodland creatures this year, or perhaps we'll get some oceanic or other Critters too?
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2024.04.17 14:39 crimsontape This week's grocery review - Sales for April 18th to April 24th - Overall, lots of great sales this week. We're starting to see the benefits of the equatorial growing season bringing in cheap produce like tomatoes, strawberries, pineapples, pears, and corn. Lots of BBQ options floating around, too!

(As always, flyers are out Wednesdays, most store sales for the new flyer start on Thursdays)
Adonis
Farm Boy
Farmers Pick (can be a little late on their flyer) (https://www.farmerspick.ca/flyer-specials)
Food Basics
FoodLand
Freshco (price matcher)
Giant Tiger (*note the VIP prices; sales begin today) (price matcher)
Green Fresh Supermarket (Vanier) (check https://greenfreshottawa20.wixsite.com/greenfreshottawa) * Produce Price Rating: Usually very competitive, catering to Asian cuisine. Warning: their newest sales start on Fridays - so this is a late advertising of their sales.
IGA (price matcher)
Independent
Loblaws
Provigo
Maxi (price matcher)
Metro
No Frills (price matcher)
Produce Depot (usually a little late on the flyer) https://producedepot.ca/
Real Canadian Superstore (price matcher)
Sobeys
Super C
T&T Supermarket https://www.tntsupermarket.com * Produce Price Rating: Usually very competitive, catering to Asian cuisine. Warning: their newest sales start on Fridays - so this is a late advertising of their sales.
Walmart
Costco (Note that these are the online/shipped prices - reduce each item by $3 for in-store pricing)
Jean Coutu (new sales start Fridays)
Shoppers Drug Mart (new sales start Fridays)
Some additional references!
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2024.04.16 03:34 Xtianus21 Sam Altman 20VC - We're Gonna Steamroll You - What are the best guidelines to follow to not get steamrolled and are hardware embedded models a foregone conclusion?

Sam Altman 20VC - We're Gonna Steamroll You - What are the best guidelines to follow to not get steamrolled and are hardware embedded models a foregone conclusion?
I think about this deeply because I believe everyone, including myself, wants to build prolific things, and increasingly so those prolific things with OpenAI's technology.
Admittedly, there have been some wandering pretenders out there who have simply tried to freeload off virtually a proxy passthrough of using ChatGPT to just render onto your application what ChatGPT already can do if you just write/speak to it.
In the past year, there have been papers after papers about prompting techniques mostly around chains of thoughts, agents, and other things related to how GPT works in its current form.
I think when Sam and others from OpenAI say, "You should build a product thinking about how future models will eventually be and behave," it is hard to grasp what those future models will be. Again, this is x the passthrough crap that deservedly those startups/ideas should quickly become washed out.
Although, I think there have been some bigger named projects that by the same account should probably be predictably dead-to-obsolete in the near future.
The Pin and the programmer out of a jack-in-the-box Devin should probably be two of those things. But for two very different reasons.
The Pin is a hardware device that, per my definition of quickest ways to fail, latching onto today's GPT is exactly what this company is doing. Shoving GPT into a connected hardware device to then make a call to GPT and give you what GPT is going to give you is something you can already do on any smartphone. Everything else is some novelty trick.
Devin is not even real and is a literal signup trick to see how many people would be interested in something like this. A) there is no way that GPT is ready for something like this even though future versions would be (so at least it passes that test). B) when something like that is profoundly ready and capable, how on God's green earth is OpenAI and Microsoft not going to be the ones bringing that to you with 1st party embedded technology? C) there is so much complexity in software development, telling people you're building a tool that will just do it for you is so fallacious right now it's not even funny. Literally, you are saying AGI is here in a very meaningful way, and it is not.
Perplexity, unfortunately, is one that I just see getting steamrolled too because again they are just a passthrough. I see Perplexity simply being an OpenAI store app.
Actually, directly embedding a model into hardware. Who on earth is going to get to do that? I will use Figure AI's awesome demo they did some weeks ago.
I don't believe, but I could be wrong, that OpenAI in any way embedded that model directly into Figure AI but instead used an API to interact with the model directly. There is still latency to worry about here in doing that. Now, perhaps OpenAI provided a dedicated server running a private instance of GPT which would bring down the latency as low as possible but still there would be latency there.
The reason why Figure AI may want to still deal with that overall is because you are getting the best foundational model today while knowing you can upgrade to a better model later. And, latency should in theory begin to get better over time. All things that Sam said to do rather than not do. The robotics and many other onboard AI systems can still run directly on the robot/hardware device.
So for Figure AI, they can depend on OpenAI and not really concern with an actual Onboard model for their foundational model, and or it could be a hybrid if they really wanted to. Probably is a hybrid for all I know.
Point is, that embedded question is a really profound one. Here's all the magic that OpenAI is doing and we may never ever get to have that in any of our plans that would require an onboard model. Is this true? Is this an expectation that we should have when planning our projects? It's a fair question and one that has super high implications that I have never really heard anyone speaking to this topic. I for one, would like to know.
If we are not getting embedded models, then I would also predict that eventually, and I mean soon eventually, we may have OpenAI hardware and Microsoft hardware rain down upon us AI-embedded hardware that you can only get from OpenAI and Microsoft.
Think about it. This IS APPLE'S PLAN. Make no mistake. Unless Apple wants an epic Blackberry moment where it gets left in the dust, they will start to rush out Apple iPhones and MacBooks with embedded AI. Microsoft is already hinting at it and even OpenAI has hinted at it with comments from Illya that the time wasn't right to start with Robots but now is the time.
Again, the point is, OpenAI will bring us hardware. There is no doubt in my mind this is how Open AI becomes a multi-trillion dollar company. The reason is Apple, weirdly (because they have done diddly with AI to this point).
Apple ripped the smartphone market from everyone's hands (until Android) because they did what Microsoft should have done from the beginning. Screw the OEMs, they won't get it right, let's just do it ourselves.
It has always been the thorn in Satya's side that they lost mobile. They cannot afford to lose Robots because robots will be AI. Install base is install base and while they can compete on the cheaper laptops and enterprise nature of the laptops market they will never recover if Apple becomes a market leader with AI install base hardware.
If you look at the Microsoft Surface brand, the game plan is there for OpenAI to do both. Here is our hardware and yes, you too could build hardware from our API. But the best has to come from us, or at least one of the best. Meaning, if OpenAI does come out with hardware that doesn't have to be a death nail to startups. But, it does mean that if one doesn't think deeply about their plans they could get steamrolled.
So, how does one think deeply about startup plans when thinking about using OpenAI's technologies? What is the road map that is more in-depth to what OpenAI is doing and plans to come to market with? In a way, they are masterfully playing the Microsoft Surface + OEMs game but at a much more rapid pace and a much more obfuscated way of understanding what will there be in the future to come. We know what laptops are but we don't know if AGI/ASI will be here next year or tomorrow or 10 years from now.
Proprietary data and proprietary hardware is all I can imagine as the two primary guiding lights towards attempting not to get "steamrolled."
When you say, plan for the future and 'but' the future is AGI, what is left for us to build?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G8T1O81W96Y
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