am not against the roadrunner btw i think a character defined by being impossible to even touch let alone contain, possess, or otherwise claim ownership of and refusing to be a victim of anyone else’s desires is a genuinely incredible concept with so much potential depth to it and i don’t care that this is best exemplified by a creature that goes “meep meep” for a living
“what if reality itself bent in your favour as long as those trying to take advantage of your percieved naïveté failed to understand that they aren’t entitled to possess and consume you any more than they could swallow the sun to contain its warmth” incredible concept. now put it in the body of a blue anthropomorphic cartoon cocaine bird so no one will ever think of taking it seriously.
AEIWAM!Kon, who was jammed into a taxidermy cat by a 10-year-old Ichigo, so he looks like a big ginger tabby, is CONSTANTLY cracking "Dead Cat" jokes. His entire existence is fraught with death and patently absurd, and it's given him a somewhat morbid sense of humor.
Some more differences between canon and fic Kon:
- "Bostov" was the name of the former cat whose body he inhabits and somewhere between the weird way the body was preserved and the resonance Kon feels with the former occupant, Kon ends up echoing a lot of Bostov's behaviors.
- Probably the most prominent of the behaviors Kon inherited are the romantic, paternal and territorial instincts of a large Tomcat.
- He does attempt to flirt with Yoruichi the first time they meet, but immediately loses interest in her when he learns that she's "Only Cosplaying".
- He also got extremely protective of the Kurosaki kid and fusses over Yuzu and Karin constantly. Ichigo gets a bit more space but Kon absolutely stalked him around town until Ichigo's spirit senses grew in enough to notice Kon and yell at him to go home.
- Mod Souls were intended to act as additional hollow patrols/soldiers and Kon has the body of an Excellent Ratter, so he and Ichigo had been doing a decent share of Hollow mitigation before Rukia turned up.
- Saw Grimmjow and was immediately consumed by a furious rage and a desperate need to Rip. His. Balls. Off. He gets to tangle with Grimmy when Orihime sneaks him into Las Noches when she's kidnapped.
- Kon still loves boobs, but in the "I need to sit on the softest person" way cats do and not the creepy horny way.
- Sees Sui Feng as an easily emotionally manipulated mark immediately and is Mr. Snuggles with her. He does enjoy the affection (and tuna) but he'd be lying if he said that making Yoruichi weirdly jealous but unable to say anything about it wasn't really funny too.
- He's sweet on Matsumoto too, but has to be a little more restrained because Haineko is extremely suspicious of anyone trying to get close to her mistress after the whole Gin thing, and also Absolutely Fucking Terrifying, which is the sexiest thing a Queen Cat can be. Gotta court a lady like Haineko like a *gentleman*, you see.
- Despite being older than Ichigo and Grimmjow put together, Yushiro still reads as "Baby" to Kon and gets a free pass on a lot of shit. The fact that Yushiro was babysat by Komamura a whole bunch as a kid and now has Bilingual Manners is doing him a lot of favors too.
- Kon's opinion on Dogs varies by the individual. Some dogs have very good Cat Manners and Kon is familiar enough with Dog Customs to be polite with most of the ones he meets. Some dogs are just assholes though. Komamura reads as *extremely* catlike to Kon, which baffles both of them.
Early voting in New York City starts in several minutes, today, Saturday, Oct. 24th. This is the second of a few blog posts I’m publishing sharing my research and thinking and making endorsements. In this …
Hey! So fun fact thats actually an honest to god safety mechanism lava lamp companies introduced sometime in like the 70s or 80s (i think? Someone double check that date bc i can’t find it to confirm), because exploding lava lamps were Such A Problem in early models when they were invented in the late 60s. They used to have threaded, screw on caps but the problem with that as it turned out is that kind of seal was stronger than the glass under the heat and pressure that builds up when these things stay on for hours to days on end and boom! As a solution they started crimping the caps instead so that if that pressure got too high just the cap would pop off just like in the picture. Yes molten wax and liquid still spewed everywhere but you didn’t have broken glass shards in your shag carpet lying in wait.
Once again, Consumer Product Safety Regulations save our asses! This time from evil clown shrapnel!
The White Pony was born during the Regan Administration and ran out of fucks to give over a decade ago. I didn't register with her.
The Brown horse was mostly OK but I had to leave the barn at night because the bathroom is in another building and she speed-walked over and followed me ominously closely through the pasture. Not sure if she was trying to intimidate me or thought I was going to give her snacks. Still Scary AF at 2AM when I have previously been attacked by horses.
OTOH, these horses also have a genuine Wolfdog who is very reminiscent of Mazel who often sleeps out in the middle of the pasture, so I think these two are Very Desensitized to the Rancid Horse Vibes I got from her.
How do you do? Uh, my name is Deems Taylor, and it’s my very pleasant duty to welcome you here on behalf of Walt Disney, Leopold Stokowski, and all the other artists and musicians whose combined talents went into the creation of this new form of entertainment, “Fantasia”.
California’s Fish and Game Commission voted to approve the Mishopshno State Marine Conservation Area and Point Sal State Marine Conservation Area. These approvals, which create the first Tribally led marine protected areas in state waters, are a big step in the right direction as these areas will protect critical ocean habitats and create new opportunities for Tribal stewardship.
1) My PCP feels that I do not have thyroid cancer. Hooray. He also feels, given that my thyroid function is falling off the cliff, that I should be taking a thyroid hormone, levothyroxine, to replace what it was supposed to be doing for me. Today I started on it.
Iiiiiiii don't think I can be compliant with this. It has to be taken on an empty stomach, with no food in the four hours before and no food or drinks except water in the hour after. Consequently, most people take it on waking and then have to wait before eating or, more crucially, drinking coffee. And you're supposed to take it with a big glass of water. And, no, you can't take it with other medications. In general. And something like half my specific medications (and supplements) have interactions with it.
But even if I only wait a half hour, I really don't have a spare half hour in my schedule to add to my wake up routine so I can continue to have my coffee and morning meds at an adequate time to get to work on time. And I forgot that drinking water on an empty stomach gives me a stomach ache. And sitting around for a half and hour after I wake up, woozy with a stomach ache waiting to be able to take my wake-up pills (or any NSAIDs for pain) and have my delicious, comforting cup of coffee (which Mr. Bostoniensis has been bringing me in bed) is even more miserable than it seemed in prospect.
The internet tells me there's an alternative, Tirosint, which can be taken with coffee and food, though not with all meds. It's allegedly more expensive, but apparently not that much more expensive, and I would argue I have medical justification.
Weirdly, there's a lot of advice not to take it within 4 hours of taking iron supplements, but none of that advice mentioned multivitamins, which is where I get my supplemental iron, nor using cast-iron cookware, which is how lots of people get their supplemental iron.
2) I checked my email before I was going to settle in to write, and discovered I was the victim of credit card fraud and maybe identity theft. Somebody ordered a ~$12,000 balance transfer from my personal credit card, so I got to spend the afternoon on the phone with my credit card company cleaning that up.
I've heard people say bad things about Elan, but I've only had really good experiences with them. Especially when dealing with problems. There's been times their customer service has dipped down to merely perfectly adequate, but mostly it's been legit fantastic.
They were able to tell me the fraud was perpetrated by someone calling in and representing to be me. So the perp doesn't have my online password. I said, "So they had my SSN?" (because authenticating on the phone typically requires the last four of the SSN) and she said no, not necessarily, there's other ways to authenticate. Which: hmmm.
She's canceled my card and is sending a fresh one. I'll get to spend however long updating all the places I store it online. I also await a call from the fraud department.
This is the card I had as the payment form of record with my life insurance when it was compromised, so that might be where it got got.
3) The biopsy I am getting in November comes in two options. It can be done as an office procedure without anaesthesia, or you can have it done in the hospital under anaesthesia, where while they have you under, the gynecologist can do a more thorough assessment and maybe remove obviously cancerous bits if they present on inspection.
My gynecologist was upfront about this: the office version is much cheaper. I asked her, given I had awesome insurance, what, if price is no object, she would recommend on clinical grounds, and she promptly said the hospital version, observing she would be able to do a more thorough job and also having anaethesia would be much nicer for me. I said I would lean towards the anaesthesia version, but would need to know how much more expensive it was.
Well, I got the estimate today. The nice estimate office – whose vmail has been full for a while and whom I ratted out to the billing deparment – finally got back to me. My share, according to what they could tell of my insurance, is estimated to be about $1,300. I can do that. It is 2x what she said the office procedure is, but it's way less than the $3,500 presently between me and my out-of-pocket-max which I was emotionally bracing to pay. And it seems worth it to me to do it under anaesthesia, if only because of my back.
Also, the total amount estimated to be billed to my insurance is the eye-watering $17,000.
Maybe more if the procedure runs long. If I understand correctly, the anaesthesiologist is paid by the 15 minutes.
The worst-case estimates I found online said $12,000. I'm kinda glad I asked, just from a morbid curiosity standpoint.
Like I said, the estimate is that I only wind up paying about 10% ($1,300) or so of that. Since my co-insurance is 20% and I'm not going to meet my OOPM, I assume that means that on average the allowed was half what they intend to bill.