Music Monday: Summer of 69 by Bryan Adams

I am posting this for the summerofthe69 challenge. I have created 4 works for it, 3 BTS and 1 Venom, and I think I'm 69'ed out. There are a few more theme prompts and an amnesty period in September for all the themes. It's been unexpectedly inspiring. Of course, the song has nothing to do with the sexual position but...

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The N+7 Machine

This may be interesting to some of you.

Here is something called an N+7 machine: http://www.spoonbill.org/n+7/

You copy and paste text into the box and it generates 15 versions of it, 15 alternate texts. Specifically, the N+7 procedure, invented in 1961 by Jean Lescure of Oulipo, involves replacing each noun in a text with the seventh one following it in a dictionary. When you submit the text, you get N+1 through N+15

So, I copied and pasted a stanza of my tea poem. Here is the original and the N+7 and N15 versions:

teak tannins expressed—who could want for more?
not me, you see, in this tiresome chore
some call life, needs must sometimes pour
on troubles a respite or
hot water, well-steeped lore
leaves much to adore,
reveal, implore,
as well as
answer
for

N+7 version

teak tannins expressed—who could want for more?
not me, you see, in this tiresome christianity
some call lifetime, needs must sometimes pour
on trouserss a respite or
hot waterproof, well-steeped lore
leaves much to adore,
reverberation, implore,
as well as
antenatal
for

N+15 version

teak tannins expressed—who could want for more?
not me, you see, in this tiresome chump
some call lightning, needs must sometimes pour
on truckers a respite or
hot wave, well-steeped lore
leaves much to adore,
reviewer, implore,
as well as
anticlimax
for

If you use it and get something amusing or enlightening, let me know.

Fannish 50 #30: Lord Peter Wimsey by Dorothy L. Sayers

Let's talk about Lord Peter Wimsey by Dorothy L. Sayers. I like him very much. I like Bertie Wooster better. And I like Agatha Christie's mysteries better. But Lord Peter is a favourite, too. I tend to prefer bachelor Lord Peter to the Harriet Vane novels. Harriet Vane cuts too close to home, and most of the time I prefer to forget myself (I went to a women's college, too!) I love, love, love David Case's audiobook narration of Whose Body?. I could listen to the first hour or so over and over (and have!). Bunter! I have read that Sayers was more in love with Bunter than Lord Peter, and who wouldn't be? He might not be as quite clever as Jeeves but I think he's more charming. And we see him take care of shell shocked Lord Peter and it's very tender.

I watched the Lord Peter series when I was a kid and was a huge fan of it. And I love banter and you really can't beat this exchange (from Have His Carcase, she jumps on the running board of his Daimler in the book and gets caught up in a revolving door in the TV show so there's some physical comedy to it). He wants Harriet to buy a wine-coloured dress.

"The frock -- port or sherry?"
"Claret," said Wimsey. "Chateau Margaux 1893 or thereabouts. I'm not particular to a year or two."

So I tried to do a collage but I already used my top hat one. I think the old one is better.





upstairsfromreality invented a ficlet form for the Lord Peter fandom: the 110A (because Lord Peter lives at 110A Picadilly). So I decided to do a colour poem. Lord Peter's library is done in black and primrose.

black and primrose: a Lord Peter colour poem by okapi

black and primrose

gent’s top hat, brushed, gent’s shoes, polished to shine
editions, rare, undercooked calf sheath, dust-broken spine
after-breakfast reading marked in waxed pencil line

sonata making do with a baby grand croon
voice in another room, over-steeped in Bach, starting to prune
new motif introduced by solo bassoon

demon coffee, turning the flat perpendicular
drop of brandy dissolving raw late autumn particular
rosy satisfaction at the business end of a Villar Villar

English spring in the seat of a fine chesterfield
blazing warmth from a hearth, wood-and-coal yield
embrace of paradise, unerring, unconcealed

library’s delightful folio matched only by bachelor’s own delight at the Four Sons of Aymon

( Fannish 50 list )