My coffee shop curse continues, and now I have witnesses.
So anyway a friend and I spent yesterday up in Monroe and Snohomish, which, incidentally, has a very cute old-West downtown.
While we were in Monroe, we noticed a coffee shop that looked cute and were like, "okay, let's hit that place on our way back so we have some caffeine for the drive home."
So we have a nice time in Snohomish and are heading back and go to that coffee shop.
It is closed. We are sad.
Until we realized we dodged a fucking bullet because it is a coffee shop AND CHRISTIAN BOOKSTORE.
Ugh. So now we have to find a different coffee shop.
And it's cool, because as I'm looking for somewhere to pull over and Google Maps a coffee shop because my friends' phone is freaking out and she can't do it, we realize that there's one right across the street. We park and go in.
As I am ordering my tea and a snack, my friend grabs my arm and mutters in my ear, "Look up, on the back wall."
On the wall behind the register is a large poster that says "All I need is coffee and Jesus."
We take my tea and flee.
all I want is a coffee shop that isn't also a church
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Realizing that my love of Catholic horror was probably started by discovering John Bellairs books tucked away in the back of my elementary school library.
They are *very* Catholic, but in a way that doesn't feel exclusionary.
I've started rereading my way through the Johnny Dixon series, because it's been literally decades and I was feeling nostalgic, and I'm sort of surprised anew by the books' erudition.
The writing isn't beautiful in the way that, say, Susan Cooper's (my other favorite childhood author) is--it's definitely making an effort to write in a way kids can understand and often feels a little clunky because of it--but it sure provides a lot of rabbitholes for geeky kids
honestly, when there was all the talk about the ways in which men gaslight their wives without even understanding what they're doing 7-8 years ago, this same strategy came up:
Basically, each time someone does something that you've asked them to stop doing, you have to treat it as a completely new, fresh instance with no pattern behind it, because if you don't, then you're dwelling in the past and can't move on and are unforgiving
I feel like a lot of social media has forgotten about how during the Bush era, evangelical Christians (including Bush) were pretty open about refusing to try to stop global warming and other environmental destruction because they wanted Jesus to come back in their lifetime.
Like, it’s interesting to me that we didn’t really see a resurgence of that rhetoric in the Trump era, given that his presidency represented the apex—at least, so far—of evangelical power and willingness to say the quiet part out loud.
I think the difference is that Bush was an enthusiastic Christian and represented the height of openly evangelical power.
Trump was the age of Qanon, of marketing evangelical norms to people who wouldn’t self-identify as evangelical (or even as Christian).
cool so I went to a coffeeshop to work for the first time in like two years and there are two guys sitting at a nearby table loudly discussing their faith and how they don't want to be like the Jews who let their "jealousy" of Jesus make them ignore the message
cool, cool
like it's not like I go looking for this stuff
this is a very normal coffee shop, like, I checked to make sure it wasn't secretly part of a church before I decided to audition it for my new Coffeeshop From Which To Work
oh cool there's an older couple at a table nearby loudly talking about how their immune systems can handle COVID just fine and they aren't getting a vaccine that hasn't been tested
interesting, since supposedly you have to show proof of vaccination to get into this coffee shop
Paperback-to-hardcover bookbinding project is almost done. Have a bunch of old paperbacks that I love and are falling apart, but I decided to do a trial run on a random book from my collection that is easily replaceable if it didn't work out.
Did some autumnal edge-gilding to start. I ended up not being super-happy with it--it's too casual/modern--but those were the stamps I had available at the time. I got some Victorian embellishments for the future.
Took off the cover, which was the scariest part because the spine glue was pretty cheap and fragile.
Almost his entire life has been in quarantine and I don’t get sick the way I did when I was working in an office, so he’s not used to me lying down and moping around during the day
Normally a hot bath fixes most of what’s wrong with me but the only bathtub is in my housemates’ bathroom
Turns out a tankless water heater and a shower large enough to lie down in make a decent substitute