Elizabethan fashion kan be a prettye ruff topic

In the darkness ahead of them as they row upstream, the men of Aragorn’s fleet see a red glow along the bottom of the clouds ahead: Minas Tirith is burning.

you want to read this one I do not need the ebook. I already have the ebook because I bought it during 2020 while *I* was in Massachusetts and my *books* were still in Ohio

Spring is springing in many parts of the world, and soon it will be time once again for That Plant Label Is Not To Be Trusted, with your host, me! However it has not yet sprung in my part of the world, even though we are firmly in Fool’s Spring, so I do not have a full episode for you.

Being an adult is mostly just cleaning up the kitchen, or feeling like you should be cleaning up the kitchen.

It’s not a plot hole that Elmo has been 3 years old for 50 years. He was bitten by The Count, willingly. Elmo asked for the Dark Gift

Beginninge an article on how squid escape wyth the phrase "Much ink hath been spilled..."

Sam has thoroughly searched the tower, but can’t find Frodo. As the last torch goes out, leaving him in the dark, he sings. ‘…Above all shadows rides the Sun, and Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, nor bid the Stars farewell.’ An Orc hears him singing.

This is what Tolkien studies is like.

Ozzy with his prey for #Caturday

On this fifth morning of darkness, great catapults are hauled within range of the first circle of Minas Tirith. Aiming over the walls, rather than at them, they fling flames into the City, as well as the heads of the men who fell fighting in Osgiliath and in the retreat.

Scouts find Orcs blocking the road, readying trenches and stakes against a cavalry attack. King Théoden decides to follow Ghân-buri-Ghân, a Drúadan, on a path around the Orcs: ‘Road is forgotten, but not by Wild Men. Over hill and behind hill it lies still under grass and tree.’

While Aragorn and his friends were resting overnight from their five-day ride, thousands of armed men of southern Gondor heard the rumour of the Heir of Isildur and hastened to Pelargir. Now they embark with him in the captured ships. They row north against the Anduin’s current.

Pippin spends the day on duty, standing terrified by the door as Faramir burns with fever and Denethor sits weeping—refusing to rise even as men call desperately for the Lord of the City. Gandalf and the Prince of Dol Amroth take command of the City’s final defence.

Sam wakes, still in the Orc-passage under the fortress of Cirith Ungol. He resolves to attempt Frodo’s rescue. Not knowing when the under-gate might open again, he starts climbing back down the stairs to return to the Cleft, enter Mordor, and find the fortress’s front gates.

At any given store, your clothing size will fall more or less randomly along a 9-integer range of numbers that mean nothing. If you like something, it will be immediately discontinued. It may or may not survive the washing instructions described on its label.

Denethor leaves Faramir, who is burning with fever, and climbs to the chamber where he keeps the palantír of the White Tower. Though it belonged to the Kings, not the Stewards, he looks in—but Sauron, wielding the palantír of Minas Ithil, hides all hope of Minas Tirith’s rescue.

ME: —or you wear T-shirts and jeans for the rest of your life. *brief pause while everyone observes that I am indeed wearing a T-shirt and jeans* ME: Well, you can see what *I* picked.

Five black cats upon a ladder sat, something something always have a spotter.

With the fleet of Umbar captured and the Haradrim all drowned or fleeing Gondor, Aragorn dismisses the Dead: ‘Your oath is fulfilled… Depart and be at rest!’ They disappear. The Dúnedain board each ship and release the slaves chained to the ships’ oars.

Aragorn reaches Pelargir, on the fifth day since setting out from the Stone of Erech. Fifty ships of Umbar lie at anchor. Aragorn orders the army of the Dead to attack. They run directly across the water to the ships. The Haradrim start jumping overboard in terror.

on one hand I could definitely get the average white-tailed deer out but on the other I’m very sure I couldn’t get a goose out so idk if it’s cheating to go past goose in size

You've got to see it to bereave it

Every day I get a little closer to saying fuck it and becoming an apprentice in some at risk heritage craft.

Not a cell phone in sight. Just people living in the moment. Beautiful.

Wher ys the horse and the rydere? Wher ys the horne that was blowinge? Wher ys The Toast? Damn that was such an awesome websyte.

Gandalf reaches Minas Tirith in the mid-morning darkness, escorting wains filled with wounded men from the Causeway Forts. He reports Faramir’s retreat towards the City and recommends a mounted sortie in support. Denethor replies that he is already preparing one.

After following the Orcs up the tunnel nearly to their fortress, Sam is amazed to overhear an Orc explain that Frodo is still alive! The Orcs close the fortress door before Sam can reach it. Locked outside in the dark tunnel, he takes off the Ring and collapses from exhaustion.

OOC QOTD: "Barbershop quartet makes me want to kill people."

the real dark academia is the part of the library where facilities still hasn't gotten around to replacing the lightbulb

Ubiquitously advertised betting available through the computer you carry in your pocket via apps designed and managed by ruthlessly efficient data scientists and programmers seems like a mistake. www.theatlantic.com/magazine/202...

Frodo and Sam reach the cave’s mouth. Only Sting’s blade is able to cut the webs across it. As Frodo runs wildly for the pass, Shelob emerges behind him. Before Sam can yell a warning, Sam is tackled from behind by Gollum. Shelob stings Frodo and starts trussing him.

Frodo uses FANTASY MAGLITE(TM)! It's super effective! (for now)

as I left the house to go the grocery store, one plumber had just arrived to look at the WC, a one person job. just got home and there’s now three plumbers sitting quietly and staring

Like I cannot stress enough that when we pulled all the tiles off that wall, those cut off wires were still live

Gollum returns to the hobbits. Finding them asleep in their hiding place, he reaches out to touch Frodo’s knee. Sam wakes, sees Gollum ‘pawing at master’, and speaks sharply. ‘Hey you! What are you up to?’ Gollum leads the hobbits uphill towards the entrance to Shelob’s cave.

For a third morning, Minas Tirith is in darkness. A messenger arrives to report the fall of Osgiliath: the forces of Mordor now hold both banks of the Anduin, and Faramir has retreated to the Causeway Forts. Gandalf rides out to oppose the terror wielded by the Witch-king.

Instead of March Madness this year I'll be doing a little something called Starch Sadness which is where I just eat potatoes until I feel better

Constable Earstripe. I’m currently reading the „Saint of Steel“ series by T. Kingfisher. It has romance, hilarity, absurdity, horror, and badgerfolk, a.k.a. gnoles! I’m also working on a gouache brushset for Procreate, which this was made with. =)

girl are you the Straight of Hormuz because I see a lot of men greatly overestimating their chances of getting their ship into your channel

Frodo and Sam hide in a crevice and eat a last meal before entering Mordor. Sam realizes that Galadriel’s Phial links them with the stories of the Elder Days—‘We’re in the same tale still! It’s going on. Don’t the great tales never end?’ They notice Gollum has disappeared again.

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spring/summer hot fashion tip: i heard that zoomorphic fibulae are expected to make a BIG comeback!

Worth forever reiterating that most of the "long" novels of the 19th century were not received as long at the time, but generally as subdivided shorter works, sometimes something we would consider more like a comic book than a terrifying doorstop.

Théoden and his cavalry ride east along the road for a second day. They meet fugitives reporting that Orcs have invaded the Wold, but instead of splitting his forces, Théoden leaves Rohan open to invasion behind him so that he can bring as many spears as possible to Minas Tirith.

OOC QOTD: "I feel like an accountant would know about things like citations, though?"

The Conservative Party insists humans should go on banknotes. The British public demands banknotes be festooned with animals. There is only one possible solution to heal a divided nation: furries on banknotes.

Certain breeds should be region-locked, eg Welsh corgis are only issued by bank branches in Wales (but are usable anywhere once they enter general circulation). Larry is the rarest because you can only get him from somebody handling cash in London.

There's a growing mass of people who are not part of the addressable market for entertainment products because genuine leisure has been structurally removed from the possibility space of their lives and that is much more horrifying than "oh games sell bad because tiktok"