Saturday, February 21st, 2026 12:19 am
On Wednesday, my father pulled up a flyer on Facebook for a nerd-show next weekend and incredibly nearby. Even though I have a fairly strict no-winter-shows rule because, uh, weather, this is close enough and cheap enough that I figured if I get a table and nothing comes of it, I at least got to hang out with other nerds for a few hours. Anyway, got a table, lol, and will spend some of this weekend/coming week sorting out some stuff to take. This looks like it might become ~monthly and if it takes off and I can maintain a table, it'll really help the clear-out. (The only other table I have booked this year is Semmex and that's not a personal table. I also don't want to spend every weekend this year trying to sell my stuff but I really do need to do the cleanout. Blrgh. Blrrrrgh.)

Finished up the KO GM and it's... okay. Some parts sucked to build but overall it's fine. I was thinking he needed a friend and was looking up other GMs and then suddenly remembered maybe I had one in the back of a cabinet? Sure enough... It is a very old HGUC kit and the nubs have yellowed like I've seen on a lot of old Gundam Wing kits. Since this GM has probably been in the back of the cabinet since being built, I can only assume it's age + plastic quality. Anyway, the GMs can be slightly messy friends, lol.

Going to work on the Destiny Astray today and maybe get the body done this weekend? I'm hopeful. IDK what my next kit will be but it will be Bandai so it at least will go together without extensive modification and/or pain.
Sunday, February 22nd, 2026 07:25 am
 I dreamed we had just won the Napoleonic wars, our enemies had all been banged up in the Tower- where they were being liquidated- and we were being given a tour of the premises. "This is good stuff," I thought to myself , "but then it would be because it's been written by Sir Walter Scott." We went into the room where they kept the rack and our guide opened a big cupboard to show itwas full of corpses. We were revolted. And then the ghost of Cardinal Wolsey rode out on a mule and told us that "The Great Duke" (by which he meant the Duke of Wellington) should really stop killing people.

Meanwhile we were auctioning off our enemies' art collections. If a painting failed to reach its reserve I stepped in and claimed it for the Crown- which is why today the National Gallery in London has so many lousy Renoirs.....
Saturday, February 21st, 2026 09:53 pm
It's challenge time!

Comment with Just One Thing you've accomplished in the last 24 hours or so. It doesn't have to be a hard thing, or even a thing that you think is particularly awesome. Just a thing that you did.

Feel free to share more than one thing if you're feeling particularly accomplished!

Extra credit: find someone in the comments and give them props for what they achieved!

Nothing is too big, too small, too strange or too cryptic. And in case you'd rather do this in private, anonymous comments are screened. I will only unscreen if you ask me to.

Go!
Saturday, February 21st, 2026 03:51 pm
My daughter “Melody” is in the midst of the terrible twos. Five or more meltdowns per day over normal frustrations/limits are typical. Recently, my mother-in-law, “Darlene” took Melody and my 6-year-old son out to run errands, and true to form, Melody had a blow-up. It was how Darlene handled it that has me seeing red. She told Melody that she was leaving her in the store and that she could find her own way home, and left her screaming on the floor! She then moved off with my son, out of my daughter’s view, and waited for several minutes before coming back for her. I only learned of this later when my son told me what happened.

When I confronted my mother-in-law, she claimed her method was helpful because Melody behaved afterward. And she said Melody was “never in any danger” because she kept her in sight at all times. After this, I no longer feel safe with Darlene going places with the kids without my husband present or me. Sadly, my husband is no help. He agrees that this was a good “lesson” in behaving for our daughter and that his mother used to do it to him and his sister when they were kids! Please tell me I’m right in telling Darlene her days of taking the kids solo are over.
—Pissed


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Saturday, February 21st, 2026 06:16 pm
Title: Our Share of Night
Author: Mariana Enriquez
Translator: Megan McDowell
Genre: Fantasy horror, fiction, family drama

If Mexican Gothic left you craving more South American fantasy horror, Our Share of Night by Mariana Enriquez of Argentina (translated from Spanish by Megan McDowell) has you covered. This is a family epic intertwined with the dark machinations of a macabre cult and its impact. It's also a splendid allegory for the evils of colonialism and generational trauma. This book was #15 from the "Women in Translation" rec list.

The book begins with Juan, a powerful but ill man who acts as a "medium" for the cult to commune with its dark god. Juan, struggling with the health of his defective heart, the wear-and-tear of years as the medium, and the grief and rage of his wife's recent death (he suspects, at the orders of the cult he serves) is desperate to keep his son Gaspar from stepping into his shoes, as the cult wants. Juan's opening segment of the book is about his efforts to protect Gaspar.

From there, the book branches off into other perspectives which give background to both the cult and the family. This is a great way of giving us a holistic and generational view of the cult, but it does drag occasionally. Gaspar's sections--in his childhood and then later in his teens/young adulthood--together make up the majority of the book, and while enjoyable, do amble off into great detail about his and his friends' day-to-day lives, such that I did wonder sometimes when we were getting back to the plot. I don't like to cite pacing issues, because I think that gets thrown around a lot whenever someone didn't vibe with a book, but the drawn-out length of these quotidian sections doesn't fit well with how quickly the climax of the book passes and is wrapped up. I would have liked to have spent less time with Gaspar at soccer games and more on his plans for addressing the cult.

However, on the whole, the book is a fun, if very dark read. It also serves well as a critique of Argentina's moneyed class and of colonialism in general, and how money sticks with money even across borders. Here, Argentina's wealthy have more in common with English money than with the Argentine lower classes (and that's how they want it). The cult, populated at its upper echelons by the privileged, is an almost literal blight on the land, willing to sacrifice an endless amount of blood, local and otherwise, to beg power off a hungry and unknown supernatural entity.

It brutalizes its mediums, which it often plucks from poverty to wring for power and then discard. Juan was adopted away from his own poor family at six, under the insistence his parents would not be able to pay for the medical care he needed, and he is the least-abused of the cult's line of mediums. As soon as the cult sets their eye on his son, Juan must begin scheming how to keep Gaspar away from them.

Although he acts out of love of his son, Juan is also a deeply flawed person. He is secretive, moody, lies constantly (there is actual gaslighting here) and doesn't hesitate to knock Gaspar around to make him obey. The more he deteriorates--a common problem with all cult mediums--the less human he becomes. Part of this is his work, but much of it is also attributable to years of being used by the cult for its ends and the accumulated emotional trauma. This, of course, is then inflicted on Gaspar through his father's tempers and secrets.

Similarly flawed are the other members of the immediate family. Juan's wife Rosario, despite a better nature than her parents, still supports this cult and is eager for Gaspar to follow in his father's footsteps as a cult medium, in part for the prestige it will bring her as his mother. Gaspar, although far more empathetic and gentle than either of his parents, eventually grows up with his father's temper. Watching him grow from a sweet-natured little boy into the troubled young adult he becomes after years of his father's abuse and neglect is painful, but realistic.

The book is also unexpectedly queer. It's not often a book surprises me with its queerness, because that's usually what landed it on my radar in the first place, but this one did. Juan and Rosario are both bisexual and later in the book we spend some active time in Argentina's queer scene, including during the AIDS crisis in the 1980s. 

An ambitious novel that for the most part, pulls off what it's trying to do. As mentioned, I wish the ending had gotten more room to breathe, and I would not have minded this coming at the cost of some of the middle bits of navel-gazing, but I still felt the story was satisfying. 

Saturday, February 21st, 2026 08:14 pm
1.
I'm far enough from the coast that the blizzard spinning up to hit the Northeastern USA tomorrow/monday is ~only~ going to be a major storm, but still, man. Forecast of another foot of snow when not all the snow from the last big storm has been cleared? And this time wet snow and wind? It isn't going to be fun! I don't expect a power outage but it sure is a possibility, and I expect work to be cancelled on Monday because of this. (I wistfully hope for Tuesday as well but it doesn't seem likely in this industry; so long as the roads are clear-ish and the parking lot and site are plowed enough to get in, it'll be open.)


2.
Went to the other local dojo (not mine, but our cousin dojo; they're about the same distance from where I live now, but that was not always the case) this past Thursday out of "I have Energy right now and also god I miss people and the practice." Absolutely delighted all of them by showing up, and when I was like "yeah Thursday evening fits my schedule better right now" they were all "soooo you're gonna keep coming then?"

And, well, yeah. I will! I like those people! Also I'm going to be taking nidan in a few months and I should be taking class once a week at least in the lead-up to that, just to keep the practice in my body even if it isn't practice dedicated to that test. The sensei there will kindly give me some opportunities to practice with an eye towards the test, especially since his own yudansha like training with me, but it isn't something he needs to do. Neither is the yundansha offering to stick around after class to do specific training with me; that's out of the kindness of their hearts and friendship, and it is truly lovely.


3.
Sometimes I think about what "being good at X" means to me and then sigh about how yeah okay I am generally comparing myself to people who I personally perceive as being "good at X", which tends to mean "better than I am", which means that it is going to be a skewed perspective.

This brought to you by thoughts about cooking. xD.

Thought A: going "...wait if you're asking about salt because you normally salt your rice, please eat some before you do because I salt the rice water (a thing I hadn't realised you don't remember to do)" at a friend last night.

Thought B: ...yeah okay the ability to eyeball pancake ingredients and their ratios and make proper pancakes without needing to keep adding more wet/dry ingredients is a learned skill and speaks to Knowing Things About Cooking. (didn't add enough leavening agent but also I do not actually care if I eat flat pancakes xD they don't need to be fluffy so long as they're Good Flavor.)

Thought C: my belief that if I cook something I will like the thing I cooked even if I was going "idk this is probably a good combination of flavors/stuff" rather than following a recipe, and that the main thing keeping me from being better at cooking is "having more kitchen gadgets" and "bothering to look up recipes to follow instructions" and not "an inability to pull that off", is not a mindset that a lot of people have? I think? Which seems odd to me but I do just Like Cooking, even if it isn't a Major Hobby the way it is for some folk I know.


4.
I spent like all of Tuesday dead of migraine and didn't feel human until maaaaybe Wednesday evening but realistically Thursday morning when I woke up and was like "oh wow I was Out Of It". I am dearly hoping that this nor'easter blizzard isn't going to lead to something similar, but, well. It's the sort of thing that likely will anyway.


5.
Relatedly, I have not written much this past week because of brain being melty and also Doing Things With People. Weird.

But people are good, and I like hanging out with them once I get myself to actually Do That. Initiation/activation energy is the harder part than socialising, and I usually remember this consciously but that doesn't make it easier to apply that knowledge consistently.


6.
[personal profile] hafnia started running the short-form airship heist Eberron campaign I've been hyped about for like six months. xD Finally got to play my Warforged Cleric last weekend! And started getting a sense of the Eberron as it's interpreted for this campaign world, which also means starting to have feelings about what I want to do for the long-form campaign that'll happen after. (Half-Elf, wings, Mark of Detection. Normal stuff! Probably a soulknife rogue or a circle of the moon druid, possibly a bard of some sort; depends on LORE and also if I can bear to part from skillmonkey nonsense.)

The Warforged Cleric is a fun character, though, and it's always a joy to start playing a character and see them start turning into a Person rather than a Vague Concept. I hear that some people can plan things more? But nah, I write a sketch of backstory and a few prominent character traits and the rest can develop through play and interaction.

Conduit (it/its) is a Cleric who, like pretty much all Warforged, served in the Last War. Since the war ended, it and its squadmates have been building a Warforged enclave/outpost in the lower reaches of Sharn, and have recently been going "wait fuck there are organics who want to live here too because we've made a safe place" and realising that this requires More Money than they have. So Conduit, as one of the community leaders and someone oriented towards healing/caretaking anyway, is very willing to take a moderately sketchy job stealing an airship when it's offered.

This surely will not have Consequences!

The next session (for my group; this is being run for a few different sets of players) is tomorrow, in a feat of "wow everyone has two weeks in a row free?" that is rarely managed xD The Consequences will begin coming to roost then, I'm sure, and force all of the PCs (who have no particular attachment to each other) to interact more and give a shit about something other than the coin and their personal lives.


7.
In utterly unrelated fannish things, I am excited for the Witch Hat Atelier anime! It has a full trailer and an air-date now! It is making me want to reread the manga, especially since I think I'd have an even better time with it going in with expectations of "slow-burn story about insular mage cults" rather than "cute slice-of-life mentorship story". (It is both of these things. I like both of these things. Only hearing about the latter when the former begins taking a greater share of the plot is a very ??? thing to experience when one binge-reads manga.)

anyway here's the trailer!

Saturday, February 21st, 2026 08:19 pm
The Canadian federal government should do for the Heritage Foundation what they did for the Proud Boys: designate them as a terrorist organization.
Saturday, February 21st, 2026 07:40 pm
...I decided to defy the upcoming weather forecast, and got started with germinating some tomato and pepper seeds on plant trays at work. I am not yet as systematic as [personal profile] ranunculus about my seed germination methods, but I did take her advice on making/using a "dibbler" to make holes in the soil to drop the seeds into. Mine was just a piece of a bamboo skewer, because that's what I had lying around in my lab.

This will be the second year in a row that I will try and start a whole bunch of different varieties of tomato, and maybe this will be the first year that I actually keep track of where they wind up going in the ground. This strategy was reasonably successful overall last year, although the plant density was a little too high, which resulted in smaller, more spindly plants. I am pretty sure that I know which tomatoes were the big yellow ones that [personal profile] scrottie loved last summer, and the good news is I have tons more seeds for that variety. I don't remember what they're called right this second, because all the seed packets are still at work. But I'm glad to have that underway.

I would like to start some lettuce seeds at home, but have some dilemmas to address first. Previously I set up a wire shelf on the porch for germinating and growing plants, by putting it on top of the door-desk so it got maximal light from the porch windows (and the height was convenient to access). But S wound up wanting the door-desk for extra desk space in his office, so now the wire shelf is back on the floor on the porch and too low down to be a good plant growing station. I was thinking about maybe getting some cinderblocks to elevate it, but today I found that the nearest Ace Hardware franchise doesn't sell cinderblocks, argh, and I don't want to shop at either of the big-box hardware stores if I can help it. So I'm not sure what I'll do on that front yet.

I also finished a jeans alteration project. A number of readers here are familiar with the issue where jeans that fit in the quads don't fit in the waist. Back when I was living in California, I tried sewing my own jeans, but that was a real journey and I don't know that I'll be ever up for that again. So as a compromise, I figured maybe I should try my hand at an alteration.

In the wilds of the Internet, this particular video was one of the better resources demonstrating a pretty good and thorough method for taking in the jeans waist.

My sewing machine was *almost* up for the job, except for the very end where I had to finish sewing on the belt loop by hand because there were just too many layers of denim for my poor sewing machine to manage.

Anyway, here's a picture of my butt so you can admire my handiwork on these jeans:

Tailoring my jeans

It's not perfect but it's pretty darned good! It is 100% worth it to have jeans and pants tailored so they fit well, is all I'm saying.
Saturday, February 21st, 2026 06:39 pm
Hello all and happy Saturday!

I hope today has been an easy day, for writing and for other hobbies! Speaking of words on the page, how well has it gone today?
Saturday, February 21st, 2026 05:50 pm
Title: Mother's Wisdom
Fandom: Miss Marple - Agatha Christie
Rating: Gen
Length: 200
Prompt: Wisdom
Summary: Jane Marple bumps into a crush years after.

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Saturday, February 21st, 2026 10:13 pm
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Title: Appleading
Author:[personal profile] kat_lair
Fandom: Wheel of Time (technically just the books but it's not really contradicting anything re the show either)
Pairing: Liandrin Guirale & Moghedien, Liandrin Guirale/Moghedien
Tags: Ficlet, Control, Power Dynamics, Choking, Torture 
Rating: M
Word count: 632

Summary: In an old townhouse in Amador, Liandrin begs with eloquence she didn’t even know she possessed. It’s a wonder what fear can do, to loosen tongues and inhibitions.

Author notes:
 Response to [personal profile] merryfortune's prompt of You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have (from 'It’s Hard to Say ”I Do”, When I Don’t') over at [personal profile] likealighthouse's Fall Out Boy Femslash Febrary Ficathon. Takes place during Book Five when Moghedien catches the Black Ajah in Amador. This is unbetaed so if you spot a typo/mistake, please do let me know. Except for the title which is me mangling the English language on purpose. For my amusement.

Appleading on AO3

Appleading )

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Saturday, February 21st, 2026 04:29 pm
I am doing the book bingo set up by [personal profile] kingstoken. More information here: https://kingstoken.dreamwidth.org/122578.html



I'm attempting to fill each square with a different author so only 4 squares at the moment.

B-3: Figures Without Facial Features on the Cover: A Heart Full of Headstones by Ian Rankin. The next-to-final book in the Inspector Rebus mystery series. Rebus is a Scottish detective with every single cop stereotype present. The plot starts off with a domestic violence case involving a cop and leads to police corruption and, in the end, Rebus attempting to murder his archnemesis crime boss.
B-4: Pet/Animal Companion: And to All a Good Bite by David Rosenfelt. This is in the Andy Carpenter mystery series. He's a defense lawyer who also runs a dog shelter in Patterson, New Jersey. The plot involves a case, a client falsely accused of a crime, and art forgery and a dog named Rebus. Full of quirky characters. Audiobook narrated by Grover Gardener.
G-2: Author You've Never Read Before: The Spellshop by Sarah Beth Durst. In the romantasy genre. A sheltered librarian has to flee a capital city in revolution with contraband spell books. She flees with a sentient, talking plant to her home island. Audiobook narrated by Caitlin Davis
O-5: Job/Profession in the Title: The Secret Hangman by Peter Lovesey. This is a Peter Diamond mystery, a police detective in Bath (UK). The case involves couples being hanged. Diamond is a widower who starts dating again. Audiobook narrated by Simon Prebble.
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Saturday, February 21st, 2026 04:33 pm
Like many people these days, FTH is trying to detangle ourselves from Google. This won't be quick or easy for several reasons, but this year we've taken one step you'll need to be aware of as a creator or bidder: We've got a Proton email address that we'll be using for some FTH business.

We can't use it for everything, because a lot of our automation will currently only work with gmail. But be sure to add fandomtrumpshate AT proton.me to your email client's allowlist, and look for FTH emails coming from this address as well as our usual gmail!
Friday, February 20th, 2026 03:50 pm
The evening darkens over
After a day so bright
The windcapt waves discover
That wild will be the night.
There’s sound of distant thunder.

The latest sea-birds hover
Along the cliff’s sheer height;
As in the memory wander
Last flutterings of delight,
White wings lost on the white.

There’s not a ship in sight;
And as the sun goes under
Thick clouds conspire to cover
The moon that should rise yonder.
Thou art alone, fond lover.


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Saturday, February 21st, 2026 08:42 pm
When did you last…

  1. Scrounge for change (couch, ashtray, etc.) to make a purchase?

    I honestly can't remember. So many places are cashless now that I often don't carry any. It must have been pre-Covid.

  2. Visit a dentist?

    Five months ago. My next clean is in March.

  3. Make a needed change to your life?

    The most significant recent change was changing to a gym I actually want to use, at the start of the year. I really needed that. I feel so much healthier.

  4. Decide on a complete menu well in advance of the evening meal?

    Most nights, tonight included. We have to plan because of the kids. Most days we eat breakfast and supper at home as a family because we have the luxury of schedules that allow us to do so.

  5. Spend part of the day (other than daily hygiene) totally/mostly naked?

    No idea. I hardly ever do this. It's flippin’ cold here most of the time. For those who say the UK temperatures are mild, okay, maybe to you, but I spent most of my life in the tropics before I moved here and I wasn't wandering around naked there either.

Saturday, February 21st, 2026 03:23 pm
Last night when I was riding home from work, I felt and heard some troubling sounds in my drivetrain. By the time I was about a quarter mile from home, I had a good idea of what had happened, because of a uniquely terrible weeble-wobble that occurred every time I tried to take a pedal stroke: something in my bottom bracket had eaten itself, most likely at least one bearing, if not more.

It was dark and I was tired, so I left the project of inspecting things further until the following morning. The following morning confirmed that it was time for a driving field trip up to the bike shop, stat. Sigh. I hitched up the car and altered my itinerary to make it a driving one instead of a bicycling one (bike shop; hardware store; grocery store 1; grocery store 2; work).

Thankfully, the shop was able to take a look at things today, and they had a replacement in stock. Given that they'd installed the previous bottom bracket less than a year ago, they comp'd me the part! Whew.

Meanwhile, I'm having some bicycling jacket ponderings. But before I get to that, I want to tell you a story from around 20 years ago. It will eventually become related. At that time, I had saved up for and bought a pair of fancy, noise-canceling headphones, from one of the very first companies to make and sell such a thing. Those headphones were wonderful in many ways - noise canceling technology makes airplane travel so much more pleasant, and the company touted its acoustic expertise. However, I eventually discovered that those headphones had a fatal flaw: the headband was made of plastic, and over time that rigid plastic fatigued at a swivel joint, and snapped.

What to do now? So much for a high-quality product. Seriously, there are a lot of other headphones on the market with sturdy headbands made of metal. It's not that hard. I pondered my options, and eventually decided that I wanted to just send the headphones back to the company that manufactured them. They weren't any good to me anymore, and it was a company that claimed to be all about quality, so I figured they should find out that I wasn't impressed in this instance. I didn't ask for anything, I just felt like they should have to deal with the consequences of their shoddy design.

...lo and behold, a month or so later, I was very surprised to receive a pair of brand-new replacement headphones in the mail! But given that they still had the exact same flaw, I gave them to my brother, and he eventually reported that they failed in the same place. I think he probably threw them in the trash to go to a landfill.

Anyway, regarding the bicycling jacket ponderings: when I lived in California, I had an opportunity to buy a lightly-used cycling jacket of a brand that is pretty expensive but with a good reputation among people who bike all the time, everywhere. I pounced. That jacket served me well for a number of years, but it eventually failed by way of all of the tape for the seams disintegrating.

Based on my appreciation of the jacket's functionality, I bought a replacement at full price from the manufacturer. All too soon, two zippers and velcro on that jacket failed. I still wear it occasionally, but it's basically barely a windbreaker, not a rain jacket, and on its way to disintegrating, too.

So, I'm ready to shop for a replacement. But just like with those headphones, I'm feeling like I don't want to just toss these previous two jackets into a landfill. I don't see an easy way to repair them, either.

So I think I will once again mail both jackets back to the manufacturer, with a letter. If the manufacturer has made a product that wears out and fails, they need to deal with the resulting waste.

I really hope they don't send me anything, so I guess I'd better say as much in my letter. I have appreciated the rain pants I obtained from the same company, so my issues with product quality aren't universal, at least. Well, one of two pairs of rain pants. It's just...if all our transactions are online, I'd like places to provide more information about durability and repair options for the goods they sell. I know I'm unlikely to turn the tide, but I don't want the responsibility of putting these things into a landfill.

Some companies are aware of this perspective, but more need to become aware. With any luck, my next jacket purchase, from a different company, will last longer and serve me better.
Saturday, February 21st, 2026 12:09 pm
3. Diana Wynne Jones, Hexwood – I was intrigued about Hexwood since hearing that several flisters are big fans, and when I was in the UK, [personal profile] cafemassolit presented me with a beautiful UK cover copy – very forestry and mysterious – because the non-Chrestomanci DWJs are hard to find in the US. With the 8dodwj podcast getting to Hexwood in late January, and having figured out some kind of reading schedule with the sync read – what seems to work well is, I read during the BART portions of my commute, which is a solid hour+ chunk, and requires the least attention from me, because the station announcements are hard to miss, and listen to podcasts for the bus and waiting portions, which is allowing me to keep up with new podcasts and make some adequate progress on the E&J retro dive – I now actually read it. And it’s definitely unlike anything by DWJ I’ve read! Early on, when I had finished part 1 or 2 of 9, Best Chat asked which one that was, and I said, all I can say about it is that it’s a non-Chrestomanci DWJ, because I have no clue what’s going on – but neither does anyone else in this book, so that’s cool. Once I’d finished, I said, “At basically no point could I predict what was going to happen next, and this is like five or six books in one, matryoshka style except less linear. But I definitely liked it!” Which I think is a pretty good summary both of the book and my reading experience. And the rest goes under the SPOILER CUT )

And hereby I have finally read Hexwood, after talking vaguely about doing so for several years. Having done the same with Fire and Hemlock about two years ago, I should probably now pick a next target to read – I’m thinking Black Maria/Aunt Maria or Homeward Bounders probably… Although I do actually have a copy of Archer’s Goon, unlike these other two, so, sensibly, I should read THAT.

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stuff i love

Week 3 of Stuff I Love: Top 10 Edition (hosted by [personal profile] dreamersdare here) is Music Picks.

I’m not fannish about music, and my favorite songs would be heavily weighed towards Russian and they are my favorite because of the lyrics, so that’s not going to be interesting to most of my flist. So instead, I’m doing top 10 songs that I’ve seen used in fanvids that I’ve loved. These have to be songs I actually like, and fanvids I actually like/love, which restricted this to a manageable and relatively easy to track down set.

13 fanvids to 11 songs – because I had to add some bonus ones and prime numbers are cool )

And this is not part of the above list, because I just discovered it while searching for something else and stumbling on the playlist of someone with very compatible tastes to me, but there’s a The Goes Wrong Show fanvid to “Odds Are” by the Barenaked Ladies (who have several songs I really enjoy, but I think this is the first time I’ve found one paired with a vid for something I also really like), and it was a lot of fun to revisit a bunch of my favorite disasters to such a jaunty and optimistic song.