kestrell: (Default)
So, funny story:
I haven't been able to read this article
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/08/24/style/disability-accessibility-coronavirus.html

Another person with a disability (but who is sighted) sent an email with the NY Times link in it but, all I can access when I get to the NY Times website is the option to subscribe--maybe it's an overlay?--but I can't find a way to dismiss it or find a link to login with my username and password.

The email also included a link to a pdf download on Apple iCloud, which I did but, when I click on the file in my directory, absolutely nothing happens: the file doesn't open, acrobat doesn't open, Jaws doesn't say anything.

Some days I wonder why I even f***ing bother.
kestrell: (Default)
and it should be whichever fucking stick she wants. More comments after the link.
https://nfb.org/sites/default/files/publications/bm/bm19/bm1902/bm190207.htm
This story reminds me of when I was doing time at the Carroll Center, and I was walking along, bouncing my cane off objects to identify them --bang! trash can tang! newspaper dispensor thwong! bike rack-- and the mobility instructor told me I was doing it all wrong, that the point of a white cane was for the blind person to gently sweep it back and forth in order to alert sighted people that she was blind.

Seriously, how is a person supposed to respond to that?? I'm a goddamn blind Jedi and she thinks I should be selling pencils.
*"A girl needs a stick" is my riff on a song by the Flash Girls titled "A Girl Needs a Knife." I added some of my own lyrics including, A girl needs an accessible flamethrower, A girl needs a Death Star, and, thank you John Varley, A girl needs a sentient talking black hole.
kestrell: (Default)
Wandering into the kitchen to get some caffeine, my slipper got stuck to something and, when I went to peel whatever it was off, I found that it was a glue trap. More precisely, it was a *giant* glue trap, made up of five glue traps stuck together. And it really did not want to give my slipper back. I finally gave up and went into the bathroom to wash my hands, which is when M. came into the kitchen and paused at the sight of a single slipper stuck to a giant glue trap in the middle of the kitchen floor. So I came back in and explained about how my slipper found the glue trap and M.--who also had no idea why there was a giant glue trap there to begin with--took pity on me and pried my slipper off it using a pair of pliers.

And now I am safely returned to the aerie hoping I don't meet up with that mouse.
kestrell: (Default)
I just saw this message when I attempted to look at my LiveJournal account. I guess I will be officially moving to DreamWidth.

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