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basic-bamboo · 2 years
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FAHC AU where Geoff retires from the formal crew business after passing the lead on to Trevor and now runs a farm where there are mostly chickens, but also pigs so they can bring bodies to get eaten
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hlficlibrary · 8 months
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hello, do you know a few fics that you would say are absolutely must reads?
Hi, anon! Everyone's favorites are different based on preferences, so this list would likely be different if I knew what your own preferences were. However, here are five fics that really blew me away when I read them:
💜 Love After the End of the World by @mercurial-madhouse (E, 168k)
Society shattered when all electricity suddenly cut off across the globe, plunging the world into darkness. Now, Prometheus Industries is the sole remaining supply of power, a saving grace to those who survived Lights Out. As fugitives in no-man’s land struggling to break into Prometheus HQ, death lurks around every corner for Louis and Zayn. Things get complicated when a routine recon falls apart and Louis collides with Harry and his mates Niall and Liam, survivors with their own agenda.
When staying alive is already a constant battle, the deadliest weakness is to be in love. For Harry and Louis, finding each other sits on top of the endless list of What Else Could Go Wrong.
💜 This Multiplicity of Powers by @helloamhere (E, 149k)
Maybe in another universe he isn’t different. Maybe he hadn’t been given an impossible choice. Maybe he wouldn’t have lost everything and broken everything and then fallen impossibly, irrevocably in love with the first next thing that was kind. Maybe in that universe he doesn’t feel like he’s never breathing, always pretending, teaching the kids even though they all have to learn alone, trying hard not to read the headlines, and so afraid, every day, that he won’t be a good enough teammate to the superhero he can’t live without. He knows that love isn’t supposed to feel this way, slid secret under your skin like a surgical razor, an invisible war held close over the tender vein that keeps you alive. On the other hand, Louis wonders, had he ever known how to do it any other way?
Maybe there’s a universe where he doesn’t have to keep all his secrets on the inside.
But this isn’t that universe. //an X-Men AU.
💜 Black with Autumn Rain by whimsicule (T, 93k)
“Thank you,” Geoff says, taking a sip of his tea. “What did you tell him?”
Louis has a sip as well, lets the tea burn down his throat too quickly, too hot, and he feels it all the way down to his stomach. “The truth. Essentially,” he replies after a moment, licking his lips, relishing the slightly bitter taste of the brew that’s never quite strong enough for Louis’ liking. At least it’s not decaf. “That my dog scented it. That I didn’t touch the body. That I came here first thing.”
Geoff nods pensively. “Did he believe you?”
“Probably not. There’s only so many people who can drown on dry land before it gets fishy.”
or: Harry is a journalist, Louis has lots of secrets and the moors aren't exactly the ideal place to rekindle a lost romance.
💜 The Second Hand Unwinds by @kingsofeverything (E, 51k)
Louis Tomlinson is one of the first members of NASA's top secret Chrono Exploration Program. When things go wrong and he's sent further back in time than planned, he has no other option than to show up on his ex-boyfriend's doorstep.
💜 That's What I'm Here For by @taggiecb (E, 43k)
Louis Tomlinson is a dairy farmer on a tiny farm in eastern Canada. His wife of nearly thirty years has left him and his children are all grown up and out of the house. Louis needs help running his business but has no idea where to even start looking. Luckily for him his children know just the man for the job.
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wheredidalltheusersgo · 2 months
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Nothing will make me more weirded out then the fact that canonically Ezekiel got cucked (I don’t know if that’s totally the right word but it’s the closest word I got) Cause he had a crush on Bridgette but then she got with geoff
Hate the little farmer boy hope he dies actually /j
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Stupid bastard just don’t be sexist /j
*rips him apart with my teeth*
Solution, make Ezekiel date Geoff. Problem solved.
Ezekiel and his bf Geoff and Geoff's gf Bridgette
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tdinyomomma · 8 months
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The Big Sleep- TDI x Reader story (ch:three)
If you haven’t read: Two
An air horn goes off and Leshawna shoots up, hitting her head. "Ow! It's 7:00 in the morning. Do I look like a farmer to you?" She shouts out the window. I tiredly laugh, yawning. We all get dressed making our way outside.
"Morning! Hope you slept well!" Chris greets us. "Hi Chris, you look really buff in those shorts." Heather feeds into his already major ego, fluffing him up. "I know." He winks, snapping at her. "Okay, I hope you're all ready because your next challenge begins in exactly one minute." Chris taps his wrist. "Oh, excuse me, I don't know if that's enough time to eat breakfast." Owen speaks up, clearly in distress about it. "Oh, you'll get breakfast Owen, right after you complete your 20 kilometer run around the lake." He announces, pointing to the body of water in front of us.
"Oh, so you're funny now?" Eva raises a brow. "You know what I think would be funny-" Geoff and Duncan hold her back from getting at the host of the show who's completely unbothered. "Eva, try to control your temper." Courtney whispers but gets ignored, "You're enjoying this aren't you?" She raises a fist. "A little." Chris admits.
"You have 30 seconds." He taunts, pointing at his watch. I just start walking to the lake, Cody jogs after me. "What?" I ask and he just grins. "Okay... then..."
We get into a line. "Okay, runners! On your mark, get set, go!" Chris yells, I start off with a slight jog, not completely pushing myself here. Cody of course keeps up with me. "You're good at this." He compliments and at this point I just feel like I'm good at everything with how many compliments I'm getting and I do not need to feed into my ego. "So are you, Cory was it?" i know his name but I like messing with people. "Cody, but you can call me Cory. You can call me anything you'd like." Hey says and I mentally curse then run faster. "Hey, wait up!" He calls.
"Pick it up people! If you're not back in time, you don't eat!" Chris yells into a mega phone just like he did on the cliff. Only this time he's driving past us on a moped.
I roll my eyes, running past plenty of others with a bored expression. I was on my school's track team, this is nothing.
Cody and I make it into the lodge with DJ, we all sit together, catching our breaths and cooling down. All of us sat silently to calm down. I throw my head down, waiting for everyone to fill in the lodge. "Clear the table stat!" Owen bursts through the door, holding a knocked out Noah. "Oh, we made it." Leshawna crawls in as Owen is doing compressions on Noah.
"What took you so long?" Courtney snaps at Harold who's gripping onto his chest trying to breathe in and out. "I think I'm having heart palpitations."
"Hey, wait a minute. If they lost that means we won the challenge!" Gwen says, everyone stops what they're doing to cheer, even Noah wakes up from whatever he was in. "Whoa there! Hold your horses, guys. That wasn't the challenge." Chris says.
"What did he just say?" Gwen squinted her eyes, but disappointment was cut short when curtains I didn't even see were there open to a whole buffet table. "Who's hungry?"
"After a whole week of brown sludge, I almost cried when I saw that buffet." Gwen admits.
"And then I saw it, the buffet table. It was beautiful. There was Turkey and Nanaimo bars and baked beans in maple syrup. Could I have a minute?" He then pretends to cry, holding his head.
Everyone ended up stuffing themselves. I got disgusted by all the chewing. I ended up only eating a tiny bit before leaving the lodge. I sat outside until I heard Chris talk about how it's a two part challenge. Some awake-a-thon and being the last one standing wins invincibility.
We're all sat out by the fire and I just feel bored, not even tired. Maybe because I didn't eat as much as everyone else did.
12 hours in, Owen went on about being up but not even seconds later passed out. I laugh, taking out my MP3 Player and earbuds to listen to music but it was really just to eavesdrop or be peaceful.
"The awake-a-thon was definitely the most brutal thing I've ever done in my life." Gwen tiredly tells the camera.
"This is the most boring thing I've ever done in my life." Gwen says.
"So my strategy is to get two campers to form an alliance with me and take to the final three. The only question is, who can I find that is either desperate or dumb enough to do whatever I say?" Heather shares her idea.
Lindsay's now doing a handstand and one of my earbuds is now out of my ear. Because even seeing this I do not understand what this blonde is doing right now. "What are you doing?" Gwen asks her, I thank her mentally because I didn't want to be the one to ask. "Trying to get the blood to rush to my head. I think it's working." She says simply. "Can I try?" Beth excitedly questions. "Sure."
I turn to Leshawna. "I wonder how they're gonna go out." I chuckle and she snorts. "Heather will definitely take care of that." We both quietly laugh.
Cody looks up at me and waves, I do a peace sign back causing him to tiredly grin. "What's going on between you two?" Leshawna giggles, nudging me and I try not my best not to laugh. "He has some stupid crush on me. It'll pass." I wave it off as nothing.
"I know like 4 people that got some stupid crush on that girl. Wouldn't say I'm surprised though. Did you see the way she effortlessly ran today? Amazing." She perks up but then catches what she's saying and then stammers. "I mean... like she literally ran that without breaking a sweat it seemed. That's crazy."
Eva gets up to go to the bathroom. I turn back to Leshawna. "Do you have your eye on anyone?" I play with the string of my ear buds.
"Nah, we ain't here for all that." She was lying. I could tell by the way she holds herself. I raise my eyebrows and she nervously laughs. "I'm serious." I put my hands up in defense. "Okay, okay." I whisper. "What about you?" She brings it back to me, which I should've known was going to happen. I catch myself glancing over to Gwen then over to Heather but I shake my head. "There's definitely some attractive people here but I don't know about crushing." I hum, leaning back on the wood.
Now hitting the 24 hour mark I sat with Gwen, 9 of us awake and 7 of the Killer Bass. Courtney's running in place.
Tyler screams, jolting a few people up. "Congratulations campers. You've made it to the 24 hour mark. Time to take it up a notch." He uncovers a pile of books as Chef was wearing a pink lamb costume and holding a lyre? "Fairy tales."
"Oh he's not serious." Gen says. "I think he is." I roll my eyes and Chris clears his throat, opening a book. "Once upon a time, there was inside this boring kingdom... a boring village. And inside this boring, sleepy village, filled with very boring children who did very boring things..." Next was Chef spreading glitter in a tu-tu dancing ballet.
Dj tied himself straight onto a tree but knocked it down after instantly falling asleep. "Timber!" Gwen yawned.
Now at the 40 hour mark, 4 Killer bass and 7 of us remained. I'm not lying in front of Gwen. My limbs sprawled out. We're five now as Beth and Lindsay pass out.
"Okay, favorite song?" Gwen asks me, and I think for a minute. "Breaking dishes." I stretched then sat up. "Favorite color?" I ask. "Midnight blue, yours?"
"The rainbow, I couldn't pick any color then the others would be left out." I rant a little bit and Gwen awes at my answer right before yawning. I sprung into slight action, getting onto my knees and ankles shaking her jokingly. "Don't fall asleep. Okay, quick. Favorite movie moment?" I question her.
"You're gonna think it's cheesy." She says and I chuckle. "I might but hey mine's probably stupid." I assure her... kind of. "You might?" She laughs, "I gotta be honest." I smile as we both calm our laughter. "But seriously, no judgment here." I put my pinky up and she links hers with mine. "Okay, the kiss at the end of that road-trip movie. You know the one with the guy and the three girls?" My jaw drops. "Really? I love that movie." I gasp, grabbing onto one of her hands. "No way, people always call that movie stupid." And as I went to say something in response a naked, sleepwalking Owen walked in front of us.
Our eyes widen sharply before following over to see his clothes laid out on the ground.
"Did I mention that I ate the entire dish of baked beans and maple syrup? Funny thing about baked beans, they make me sleepwalk." He awkwardly informs the audience.
Gwen was now laying on her stomach as I stayed sitting up. "Wow, they sleep together too." I laugh and she tiredly smiles. "Even though this is to go all the way to just one person I hope we make it to the end together." Gwen yawns, I stare up at the sky humming in agreement. But if I'm being truly honest I know I can't get too attached to anyone. At the end of the day this is 100,000 dollars on the line.
Now we're both watching the stars, laying flat on the ground, her pinky linked with mine. "Are you awake?"
"Yeah, it's weird but I think I'm so tired that I'm not tired anymore. Does that make sense?" She explains, I yawn once again causing her to yawn too. "Definitely, but we can get through this. Think of how good not being eliminated will feel." I remind her. "True."
We then look for constellations again and really I'm just listening to her talk. It was quite soothing but as I'm listening I look around at the others. I notice Heather alone and staring at me. Since she's so tired her reflexes were slow so I caught it before she looked away. I smile to myself. "You still there, [Name]?" Gwen wiggles her pinky and I chuckle. "I'm right here." I assure her.
At 51 hours Gwen and I are now standing and watching Justin not moving, in some weird pose. "Look at him, he's like a statue. He hasn't moved in over 50 hours." Gwen points out and we both yell at him, making random noises but he doesn't even falter. "Amazing, look at the concentration." She compliments but I stare at him closely, rubbing the back of my neck once I realize his eyes are painted. "Aren't his eyes blue? Like menacingly blue?" I quiz, waving a hand in his face but Gwen actually pokes him in the cheek. His head shakes and his real eyes open. We both gasp. "
"His eyelids are painted, I saw it!" Eva calls. "Shut up! Oh, I've got to see this." Chris laughs, sprinting to Justin who smiles nervously, knowing he's just been caught. "That is so freaking cool," Chris admits. "But you're still out, dude." He walks away, the model slumps sadly.
Hours pass, hitting 84 and I don't even understand how we're making it this far. It's all worth it though to see Noah spooning Cody, kissing his ear. The two wake up screaming.
Now it's up to Gwen, Heather, Trent and I. "i'd kill for a coffee right now." Gwen tells us, I nod bringing my knees to my chest. I sat in front of Heather, besides Gwen. "What is the matter with you people?" Chris comes up to us with a coffee in hand, sipping it quite loudly. "Come on, fall asleep already," He whines.
Gwen crawls to his knees. "You gotta hook me up man. I'll even eat the grinds." She pleads with the annoying host. "All right, you six stay with me. The rest of you go and get a shower, for heaven's sake you stink!" He orders the losers and I sigh wishing I was them right about now.
"I didn't want it to come to this. I said that to Chef Hatchet last night. I said, "Chef, I don't want it to come to this." But darn it, these campers are tough. And so I've come up with the most boring, sleep inducing activity I can find." Chris announces to the camera or the audience- whatever. I'm too tired to think.
"Oh, Come on. What now? Okay, you know what? Bring it on." Gwen places her hands on her hips.
"The history of Canada." The red covered book pops open. "A pop up book." It was a beaver. "Chapter on: The Beaver, national symbol and a "dam" fine hat." He reads, we all groan but I can feel my sleepiness really kick in. Eva fell asleep and so did Heather.
Trent starts to fall back, Gwen and I try to save him but it is too late. "Damn." I shake my head.
"Time for a bathroom break. Any takers?" He asks us three.
"I've held it this long, Mouse and Sweetheart." I wince as he holds himself. "I can go all day." He tells us. "Yeah but can you hold it for ten more chapters?" Gwen Crosses her arms. That gets him to get up and make his way to the bathroom. "You've got 5 minutes." Chris tells the bad teen. "Long as you don't mind a little company." Chris adds the last part. "Fine but stay out of the stall." Duncan snaps at the camera man who nods his head.
Gwen and I sit down and she sighs. "I don't know how much longer I can do this." She groans. "Keep it up, Gwenny. You got this." I rub her arm and her face turns pink. "You too."
A cameraman gives Chris a paper. "We have news! It looks like Duncan's taken a dive on the can, which means the official winners of the awake-a-thon are Gwen-" She goes to fall face first to the ground but I catch her, bringing her up into my arms. "And [Name]!"
"The Screaming Gophers win!" Chris holds up our weak hands.
I stand up, throwing Gwen over my shoulder and carrying her to our cabin with as much strength as I can muster. Gripping onto the railing to steady myself up the stairs as she's knocked out cold. I whimper up the final stair, bursting in through the door and lying her down on her bunk before I end up collapsing on the ground, instantly falling asleep on the hardwood floor. 
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Dream td blunt rotation just for fun lol:
BRIDGETTE obviously
Geoff
DJ (middle ground cuz of his mom but he would bring edibles y'know?)
Duncan (middle ground too but would also bring harder stuff)
Trent (guys)
(maybe) Harold
DJ's Mom (she'd be hesitant about DJ doing it but I know she does it)
B
Dawn
Anne Maria (she would bring pink papers and the cutest bedazzled lighters... guys pls.. I just know she has a pink cheetah print grinder /srs)
Scott (hear me out: he's a farmers boy... I bet animals aren't the only thing they're farming /j)
Leonard (i bet spells aren't his only specialty, he prolly knows herbs too /j)
Beardo
Ella (HEAR ME OUT)
Jasmine
Shawn (either gets super chill or has the worst trip ever)
Brody
Devin (JUST LISTEN TO ME)
the Stepbrothers (TRUST ME)
the Rockers (GUYS.. they probably have bongs too lmao..)
The goths (guys-)
The Vegans (Laurie's hat??? Hello??)
lowkey Damien...
and Zee (obviously)
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soulyoh · 2 months
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MAD POST
HOW DARE HE SAY MY BOYS/ SONS ARE LAME AND HE HATES THEM!
BRODY
BRICK
GEOFF
SCOTT
DUNCAN
THEY AREN'T THE SAME.
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BRODY:
He legit was just born to be the ultimate bro to Geoff but to me he is so much more. I legit think it's fun and funny how Brightful, down to earth, and surfer chillax groove to the place aka my fanfics and my heart.
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BRICK:
HE NAME IS BRICK THAT'S SO FUCKING COOL WHAT ELSE IS THERE! He was based off a crazy WWII army person in real life I guess, but he is respectful, loves his mother, loves taking orders, and loves strong women! I don't care he piss on himself, clumsy, wants to go to fashion school and is like only thinking in army code and lingo. I love him still.
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GEOFF:
He is just golden boy dog wonder energy but he has some flaws he legit got Courtney to think on live TV that GWEN AND DUNCAN THING WAS ALREADY HAPPENING! Sir can be trickster if he wanted to be! Give him more friendships and more than I must be with Bridgette to be something good in my life. Bridgette fucked him up with Alejandro... give me Geoff angsty party tearing all the pictures off my wall about us and setting Alejandro's cars on fire with Noah and Courtney helping him do it energy! Slow burn romance of Geoff just being like you still wanted kissed him BRIDGETTE! More Courtney and Geoff friendship blossoming and understanding!
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SCOTT:
I think he is so perfect. So maddening to evil to disgusting piece fury shit that I would do like him too if meant winning in season 4! HE HAS RANGE UNLIKE SOME OTHER CARTOONS UN IN HERE! SMELLS LIKE A LIL BITCH IN HERE! LET HIM BE FARMER REN NECK EATING DIRT I LOVE HIM AND DIRT. MOSTLY MUD I LIKE, then chef's kiss of the himbo and down bad for Courtney was so hot and made me realize I also like to think I want man stuttering after me as child and then as got other when I intimidate my lovers, I was like ah so you like this?
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DUNCAN:
I LOVE SOOOOO MUCH THIS BITCH SEVEN LAYER DIP OF LORE AND SO MUCH MORE! FIRE MAN HIM SELF AND SHIT!!
MUSH MUAH KISSES ON HIS FOREHEAD THEN I TRY DROWN A BIT BUT I STILL LOVE HIM.
That's it folks.
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reasoningdaily · 1 month
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Dr. Paul Farmer on How US Haiti Policy, Revealed By WikiLeaks, Undermines Democracy & Health
DemocracyNow.org - Dr. Paul Farmer, who was worked in Haiti for nearly three decades and now serves as the the U.N. Deputy Special Envoy for Haiti, discusses how U.S.-backed coups and neo-liberal programs have not only subverted Haiti's democracy, but also seriously weakened its public health.
On Democracy Now!, Dr. Farmer addresses the U.S. influence in Haiti in the context of recent WikiLeaks disclosures of classified U.S. diplomatic cables that documented the United States supported recent elections, despite the exclusion of Haiti's most popular political group, the Famni Lavalas.
The cables also documented that the United States also advocated behind the scenes to block an effort to raise the minimum wage in Haiti. Dr. Farmer's new book, "Haiti After the Earthquake," has just been published.
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Violence and instability in Haiti as ongoing crisis deepens
Gripped by gang violence, a new cholera outbreak and widespread shortages of food, water and fuel, the crisis in Haiti has worsened in recent months. Many are calling for international intervention, even as the U.S. continues to deport Haitian migrants back to the island nation. Jacqueline Charles, who covers the Caribbean and Haiti for The Miami Herald, joins Geoff Bennett to discuss the crisis.
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theveriest · 4 months
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A couple of weeks ago I asked about people’s favorite book or books they read this year. Between Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and discord, I have a list of 123 books in no particular order that my friends and family loved this year. If it was a series then I listed the first book. Each star is an additional recommendation. I haven’t read all of these, they may or may not reflect my personal opinions, though my favorite books are on the list too. The most recommended books were How Far The Light Reaches by Sabrina Imbler, one or all of the Murderbot books by Martha Wells, and Light from Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki, because if there’s one thing my friends have in common across platforms, it’s that you’re all nerds (affectionate). Enjoy, and I hope you find your new favorite book!
Reformatory by Tananarive Due
Not My Father’s Son by Alan Cumming
Jesus and John Wayne by Kristen Kobes de Mez
The Soul Of An Octopus by Sy Montgomery
Rough Sleepers by Tracy Kidder
The Going To Bed Book by Sandra Boynton
My Hijacking by Martha Hodes
Longhand by Andy Hamilton
Babel by RF Kuang*
The Vaster Wilds by Lauren Groff*
Lies We Sing To The Sea by Sarah Underwood
The Remarkable Journey of Coyote Sunrise by Dan Gemeinhart
Dress Coded by Carrie Firestone
I Lost My Tooth! by Mo Willems
The Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros
Spirits Abroad by Zen Cho
How Far The Light Reaches by Sabrina Imbler**
Radiant Fugitives by Nawaaz Ahmed
Solito: A Memoir by Javier Zamora
The Making of Another Motion Picture Masterpiece by Tom Hanks
These Precious Days by Ann Patchett*
I’m Stuck by Julia Mills
Entangled Life by Martin Sheldrake
Iris by Eden Finley
Hot Vampire Next Door by Nikki St. Crowe
Devil of Dublin by BB Easton
Tied by Carian Cole
Romantic Comedy by Curtis Sittenfeld*
Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell
From Blood And Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout
Where I End by Sophie White
Wool by Hugh Howey
The Six Deaths of the Saint by Alix E. Harrow
Yellowface by RF Kuang
Idlewild by James Frankie Thomas
North Woods by Daniel Mason
After Sappho by Selby Wynn Schwartz
Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow by Gabrielle Zevin*
The Fragile Threads of Power by VE Schwab
My Heart is a Chainsaw by Stephen Graham Jones
Sapiens by Yuval Noah Harari
The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander
The Book of the Unnamed Midwife by Meg Elison
Call Your Daughter Home by Deb Spera
The English Understand Wool by Helen Dewitt
Preserving Food Without Freezing or Canning by The Gardeners & Farmers of Terre Vivante
How Not to Drown in a Glass of Water by Angie Cruz
Blood Like Magic by Liselle Sambury
Firekeeper’s Daughter by Angeline Boulley
Love In The Time of Serial Killers by Alicia Thompson
Imogen, Obviously by Becky Albertalli
The Wicked Bargain by Gabe Cole Novoa*
Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle
Welcome to Night Vale by Jeffrey Cranor and Joseph Fink
The Sunbearer Trials by Aiden Thomas
The Last Mapmaker by Christina Soontornvat
Funny You Should Ask by Elissa Sussman
Gideon The Ninth by Tamsyn Muir
Prophet by Sin Blache and Helen MacDonald*
Light From Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki**
System Collapse by Martha Wells***
The Brutish Museums by Dan Hicks
A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine*
A Desolation Called Peace by Arkady Martine
A Psalm For The Wild Built by Becky Chambers*
Several People Are Typing by Calvin Kasulke
The Lazarus Heist by Geoff White
The September House by Carissa Orlando*
I’m Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy
Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao
The Spirit Bares Its Teeth by Andrew Joseph White
Mistletoe and Mishigas by MA Wardell
A Restless Truth by Freya Marske
The Last Smile In Sunder City by Luke Arnold
The Hidden Case of Ewan Forbes by Zoe Playden
The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller
Manywhere by Morgan Thomas
Shit Cassandra Saw by Gwen E. Kirby
Loot by Tania James
The Art Thief by Michael Finkel
Grave Expectations by Alice Bell
Astrid Parker Doesn’t Fail by Ashley Herring Blake
A Marvellous Light by Freya Marske
Kiss Her Once For Me by Alison Cochrun
The Goblin Emperor by Katherine Addison
All Systems Read by Martha Wells
The Once and Future Sex by Eleanor Janega
Mort by Terry Pratchett
Into The Drowning Deep by Mira Grant
Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel
Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner*
The Door by Magda Szabo
Fluids by May Leitz
The Readers of Broken Wheel Recommend by Katarina Bivald
Nona the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir
Lieut. John Irving, R.N. of H.M.S. "Terror" in Sir John Franklin's last expedition to the Arctic regions a memorial sketch with letters
In Five Years by Rebecca Serle
Raven the Pirate Princess by Jeremy Whitley
Under the Whispering Door by TJ Klune
The Fiancée Farce by Alexandria Bellefleur
Assassin's Apprentice by Robin Hobb
Slewfoot by Brom
The Secret Life of Groceries by Benjamin Lorr
500 Miles From You by Jenny Colgan
O Caledonia by Elspeth Barker
The Hand That First Held Mine by Maggie O’Farrell
The Secret Lives of Country Gentleman by KJ Charles
A Line In The World by Dorthe Nors
The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern
Glitter and Concrete by Elyssa Maxx Goodman
The Spear Cuts Through Water by Simon Jimenez
Tender Is The Flesh by Agustina Bazterrica
The Tragic Menagerie by Lydia Zinovieva-Annibal (translated by Jane Costlow)
The 100 Years Of Lenni and Margot by Marianne Cronin
Beartown by Fredrik Backman
I Have Some Questions For You by Rebecca Makkai
Demon Copperhead by Barbara Kingsolver
Tom Lake by Ann Patchett
Starling House by Alix E. Harrow
Twisted Love by Ana Huang
Precise Oaths by Paige E. Ewing
Hench by Natalie Zina Walschots
A Dead Djinn In Cairo by P. Djeli Clark
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Aca Top 10: Bro Country — VoicePlay music video
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Like any genre of music, country contains a lot of different styles and subjects. When Chris Rupp stopped in to visit the VoicePlay guys shortly after he retired from Home Free, they welcomed him with a selection of the more lighthearted offerings country music had provided in recent years. Between odes to simple pleasures like having a drink with friends, or going for a drive with your crush, or even the ability find confidence behind a keyboard, these tunes are sure to get your toes tapping in your cowboy boots.
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title: Aca Top 10 – Bro Country (feat. Chris Rupp)
original songs / performers: "Truck Yeah" by Tim McGraw; [0:27] "She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy" by Kenny Chesney; [0:43] "Online" by Brad Paisley; [1:00] "Dirt Road Anthem" by Jason Aldean; [1:21] "Corn Star" by Craig Morgan; [1:42] "Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off" by Joe Nichols; [2:05] "Red Solo Cup" by Toby Keith; [2:27] "Cruise" by Florida Georgia Line; [2:36] "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk" by Trace Adkins; [3:00] "Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy)" by Big & Rich
written by: "Truck Yeah" by Chris Lucas, Preston Brust, Chris Janson, & Danny Myrick; "She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy" by Jim Collins & Paul Overstreet; "Online" by Chris DuBois, Kelley Lovelace, & Brad Paisley; "Dirt Road Anthem" by Brantley Gilbert & Colt Ford; "Corn Star" by Jeffrey Steele, Shane Minor & Craig Morgan; "Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off" by Gary Hannan & John Wiggins; "Red Solo Cup" by Brett Beavers, Jim Beavers, Brad Warren, & Brett Warren; "Cruise" by Florida Georgia Line, Joey Moi, Chase Rice, & Jesse Rice; "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk" by Dallas Davidson, Randy Houser, & Jamey Johnson; "Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy)" by William Kenneth "Big Kenny" Alphin & John Rich
arranged by: Layne Stein & Geoff Castellucci
release date: 5 July 2016
My favorite bits:
the sneaky visting rooster on the back of the couch
Chris whipping his head toward Earl during the first transition
the extra sign with a Farmers Only profile for HatGuy5112016 during "Online"
visually calling out Chris's "white boy rap!" as though they hadn't recently released an entire video of themselves rapping
the excellent harmonies in "Corn Star"
Geoff trying (and giving up on) the cup game as percussion while Layne takes the lead on "Red Solo Cup"
Earl picking up a beer can after Eli pilfers his big drink
that funky breakdown in "Save a Horse"
Layne refusing to flex his muscles at the end
"We broke a couch." Boys and their roughhousing. R.I.P., yellow love seat. You served them well.
Oh, hey, there's Tony… whoops…aw, buddy.
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Trivia:
Earl once again created the title-and-artist signs that Layne holds up, as well as the dating profile and the ears of corn.
The guys trail off and glare at Chris for starting to sing "Cruise" because that's the song Home Free performed on their first episode of The Sing-Off, when VoicePlay ended up in danger of elimination.
"Honky Tonk Badonkadonk" was also included in Home Free's "Butts Remix" medley, which Layne had helped Chris and Adam arrange.
They filmed this video a little over a month in advance to accommodate everyone's schedules, and to bank some material in advance of Layne's upcoming paternity leave. (Geoff and Chris weren't very sneaky about hiding their collaboration, though.)
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One viewer's comment under the video caught Geoff's eye. It was basically true, no matter which way you parse it, since the three founding members had been singing together for over 20 years at that point. Their commitment to each other and the group predated any of their romantic relationships. But they do all have spouses, as well.
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ifeltfree · 4 months
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i love pictures of geoff where he has that terrible farmers tan
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laurolive · 4 months
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Revisiting the “Junior’s Farm/Sally G” Photo Shoot 1974
In 1974 photographer Clive Arrowsmith took the photos for the cover sleeves of the Wings’ songs “Junior’s Farm” and “Sally G.” The photo shoot took place at Cromwell Mint Casino in London.
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I’ve read that each band member is supposed to be a character from the “Junior’s Farm” song.
Paul, in his coveralls and hillbilly hat, is supposed to be a farmer, probably Junior, owner of the titular farm, who sings about everyone wanting to come to his place to lay low. Denny Laine is the Eskimo, bundled up in a parka. Jimmy McCulloch, seated in front of Denny the Eskimo, is presumably Ollie Hardy, the gambler who bought a gee-gee (a horse, particularly a race horse), while Geoff Britton, in visor and bow tie, completes the gambling theme as the poker dealer.
But who is Linda supposed to be?
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There is the line “I had a honey and I bet a grand,” which can lead one to surmise that Linda is this “honey,” the girlfriend or sweetheart of the farmer, who makes him feel lucky enough to place large bets. If so, (1) that honey sure gets glammed up when she goes to the casino, 😂 and (2) she’s way above the farmer’s league. 😆 Then again, maybe a “honey” is just a good hand. 🤷‍♀️
She could be Lady Luck, a symbol of the temptation of gambling. This temptress dressed in black and holding a hand of cards may lead players to lose their money until they can barely afford groceries, and proceed to blame the government for their plight; and the next thing you know they’re conspiring to put the president in cement booties. 😳 (I don’t know how the Eskimo and his sea lion fit into this, though.)
Another possibility is that Linda is Sally G., transported to the milieu of Junior’s Farm. However, I pictured Sally as more the gingham dress type, a country girl blithely breaking guys’ hearts instead of the femme fatale she seems to be here. Then again, Sally could probably reinvent herself if she moved to the big city. She’s wearing heavy makeup as if to be seen from a distance, so I could see her being a singer in a Vegas-style casino.
Anyone have a different theory of Linda’s role? Feel free to share by leaving a comment.
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What’s Your Cover Sleeve?
I’ve read that the casino-themed cover sleeve (1st picture in this blog post) was only used in Spain and that the other casino photos were used in advertisements elsewhere (though I don’t know in which countries).
In the UK and the US, the single was released in an Apple Records company sleeve. In some other countries in Europe, a black-and-white band photo was used instead. I’m guessing it was this one:
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Source: Paul McCartney Project: Junior’s Farm.
Does anyone who bought the single in the 70s remember what was on the cover sleeve?
Does anyone recall when he/she first saw the casino photo(s)? Feel free to share by leaving a comment.
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Linda’s Image Transformation
It’s interesting that the guys are all dressed to the neck and clad in long sleeves, but it’s the opposite for Linda. The marketing ploy of the time was to make the only girl in the band the eye candy.
By playing up her femininity and beauty she becomes a focal point to draw interest in the record.
So did the art dept. succumb to this rather sexist marketing trope? I don’t know if they did so consciously. The goal could have been fun and creativity, but Linda still got a complete makeover nonetheless.
So was Linda a bit exploited in this photo shoot?
HECK NO❣️
She ended up answering her critics who complained she was too “plain Jane.” Good for her. I say THANK GOODNESS we have these photos so that superficial critics could see that Linda had beauty to spare.
I mean who knew that Linda had an hourglass figure? And such flawless skin? Or that she would look so good in makeup? Or that she could look as statuesque as a model?
I hope Linda had fun adopting a persona and upending expectations about her looks. She could certainly go “movie star” if she wanted to, but it wasn’t her style.
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How did Linda acquit herself as the alluring beauty?
She was more convincing at acting the stunner than Paul was at acting poor. 😆 (LOL, but to be fair maybe Junior wasn’t a “poor” farmer; he might have done quite well for himself). 👨‍🌾
Let’s give Linda her due. For being a non-celebrity, she was a natural in front of the camera, especially as time progressed. She was adept at creating facial expressions, as seen in these pics from 1984:
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Well, Paul did say she was an artist. 💕
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Let’s Get Paul in Here
Yes, he’s the star playing a farmer blah, blah, blah��
But what everyone REALLY wants to know is HOW is Paul not STARING at Linda throughout the photo shoot?
After all, they’re practically newly weds (barely 5 years) and he’s always been besotted with her, and… well, it’s a figure hugging dress with a plunging neckline and spaghetti straps for goodness sake. What more reason does he need to gaze at her? That could have been a shot right out of a romance movie if only we had a pic.
Unfortunately, I can’t find any “behind-the-scenes” pics of this session online. 😩 😭 These may in fact be the only photos ever where the two of them aren’t touching. 🥺 Moreover — gasp! — they’re not even standing next to each other. 😱😳 Unnatural!
If anyone has more info about this photo shoot, your comments are welcome.
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And Finally, the Sea Lion
We can see that they used two different sea lions. I wonder which one got fired for vomiting and voiding on the poker table (so I read somewhere).🤮
I don’t know the identity of the person giving the pinniped’s whiskers a pat. The animal’s minder from the zoo, I would guess. Maybe a gee-gee (horse) would have been less trouble. 😉 🐴
American Songwriter: Junior’s Farm, Nashville Scene: Down on Junior’s Farm, Clive Arrowsmith: Photos of Paul, Linda, and their band, Paul McCartney Project: Junior’s Farm
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shadowofmoths · 9 months
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anyways. i’m going to go slice one of the peaches i got at the farmers market and put it with olive oil and salt and mint from my garden and i will not think about geoff seeing posts where i said i would call him a good boy and it’s all fine.
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belladonnaboudreaux · 2 years
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one of the more subtly racist things geoff johns did was retcon linda park's parents from midwestern farmers into rich asian business investors who picked tech as an investment
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flashinaflash · 2 years
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A Bones Triptych by Geoffrey Hart
In the antechamber, the Senior Accountant waits. He takes my badge without meeting my eyes, opens his ledger, records something, then places the badge in a drawer. He closes the ledger firmly. In an ornate glass container on his desk, his testicles float in red ink.
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Sacrifice
I hesitate at the temple’s outer door, breathe deep, then pass within. Only my family’s needs matter now.
In the antechamber, the Senior Accountant waits. He takes my badge without meeting my eyes, opens his ledger, records something, then places the badge in a drawer. He closes the ledger firmly. In an ornate glass container on his desk, his testicles float in red ink.
Next, I pass through the chamber of the MBAs, who wait, their eyes gleaming with secret knowledge forbidden to those like me. They anoint my brow with the holy oils that are their order’s special purview.
Last, I enter the High Priest’s inner sanctum, where final authority vests in those who survived the ruthless culling. I kneel as they taught me, and hold my necktie for the high priestess to take in her elegantly manicured hand. She draws it tight to steal my breath, and holy lust glows in her eyes as she turns to face the High Priest. From his rich robes, he draws the ceremonial knife, which gleams icy white in the cold light.
“We accept your sacrifice,” he intones the ritual words, then draws the knife across my throat.
As I fall, my last thoughts are of my family.
Drawn down
Blood flows from ragged wounds, warming me briefly as I pull myself upslope against growing lassitude, unable to stanch the flow that slickens the floor. Who knew the human body held so much blood?
Behind, my slayers twitch, life returning sluggishly to collapsed veins and rotting flesh. If God hasn’t abandoned me, I will emerge into daylight before they catch me, let the sun cleanse me before they can drag me down to become one of them. I dare not imagine freedom, yet I pray for daylight; should I escape these delvings by night, the urge to return home would overpower me. I dare not return. I am changed.
Behind, rotting flesh scrapes along the rough-hewn stone passage, drawing closer. The dank airflow, an abbatoir’s exhalation, blows past, sickly sweet with its burden of decay, and I shudder, but too little blood remains to warm my veins.
Ahead, the sun’s light shines through the opening, and I force myself to crawl faster. Reeling from blood loss, I fall, hand grasping for that thin crescent of sunlight. And as the sun touches me, and smoke begins rising from my flesh, moist hands encircle my ankles and draw me down, where I shall never again see the sun.
Through a Glass, Darkly
Rajiv knows Hindus shouldn’t drink, but when he sees society’s many evils—Muslims persecuted, protesting farmers murdered, rampant corruption—he seeks refuge in a bottle. He drinks until his vision blurs, and only then, around his vision’s edges, does he see the shadows. They’re invisible to a direct gaze, yet draw that gaze irresistibly. When he forcibly averts his eyes, their whispers weaken his grip on sanity. So he drinks more, until he passes into dreams from which he awakens, screaming. Next day, he’s unsure whether the pain in his head is just a hangover, or something worse, for the shadows have followed him home. It’s bad enough by day, but as the light fades, they take tangible form, driving him from his room. They shepherd him back to the pub, where he drinks, hoping vainly to obliterate them. But instead their outlines strengthen and it’s increasingly difficult to look away, since then they draw closer. As he staggers home and falls into bed, the dreams worsen; he should be so fortunate to wake with a scream, but now the dreams hold him down, chest constricted, until the sun tears away the dregs of sleep. Limbs shaking, he lets them lead him back to his bottle.
Geoff (he/him) works as a scientific editor, specializing in helping scientists who have English as their second language publish their research; he also writes fiction in his spare time, and has sold 39 stories thus far.
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cultfaction · 2 months
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Preview- ROOK: EXODUS #1
GEOFF JOHNS (GEIGER) and JASON FABOK, the celebrated team behind the smash hit Batman: Three Jokers, reunite for an all-new science fiction series! Hundreds of years from now, the man known as Rook was once a simple farmer who fled the crumbling Earth for a new life on the planet Exodus; a terraformed planet where all of nature, including its imported animal population, was completely controlled…
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byneddiedingo · 3 months
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A Martinez and Gary Farmer in Powwow Highway (Jonathan Wacks, 1988)
Cast: A Martinez, Gary Farmer, Amanda Wyss, Joanelle Romero, Geoff Rivas, Roscoe Born, Wayne Waterman, Margo Kane, Sam Vlahos, John Trudell, Wes Studi, Graham Greene. Screenplay: David Seals, Janet Heaney, Jean Stawarz, based on a novel by Seals. Cinematography: Toyomichi Kurita. Production design: Cynthia Sowder. Film editing: Jim Stewart. Music: Barry Goldberg. 
If you like the series Reservation Dogs, you ought to like Powwow Highway. To my mind (white, male, aged) these comic works get closer to capturing the Native American experience than do more earnest movies like Dances With Wolves (Kevin Costner, 1994) and Killers of the Flower Moon (Martin Scorsese, 2023), which rely too heavily on the white man's point of view. As the title suggests, it's a road movie, and as with any good road movie, the travelers are an odd couple. Buddy Red Bow (A Martinez) is a hot-tempered activist, trying to stymie the latest corporate takeover of land on the Northern Cheyenne Indian Reservation. Philbert Bono (Gary Farmer) is a corpulent, easy-going eccentric, enthralled by Native American myths and legends. When Buddy's sister is arrested on trumped-up charges in Santa Fe, New Mexico, he persuades Philbert to drive him there to get her released. Philbert has recently acquired (via a trade for some marijuana) an ancient wreck of a car that he refers to as his "pony" and calls Protector. Despite Buddy's insistence on going straight to Santa Fe, he can't keep Philbert from getting sidetracked onto locations associated with Native American history. The result is an engaging blend of farce and travelogue, with a provocative, sometimes bittersweet point of view. Farmer's creation of the endearing Philbert, a fine blend of sweet and stubborn, of naive and canny, is a remarkable performance. Martinez has just the right hair-trigger quality as Buddy, and the supporting cast, which includes bit parts for the then-unknown Wes Studi and Graham Greene (particularly good as an aphasic Vietnam veteran), is wonderful. The "happy ending" is by-the-book, but well-deserved nevertheless. 
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