November 6th, 2010

running, bomb tech

Old stuff: shopping and steampunk (October 15 & 16)

Friday 10/15/2010
Shopping with Tif. She works in Oakland now, so we were going after dinner there. Her original idea for dinner involved more tricky hunting for parking places (and hiking from parking places) than I was comfortable with at that point in time (between sleep, blood sugar, and mobility). So we pulled over somewhere out of the main fray to Google about for other things. Fuddruckers it was! Somehow I had not heard the phrase "deer and beer" before. I found it hysterical.

After dinner, we headed down to Teacake, the little favorite cupcake shop thattaway. There were some pumpkin cupcakes. We gave each other the Look. seanan_mcguire had just that afternoon said on Twitter that she would be signing, and to not leave her there with a pile of books looking forlorn...

We calculated the distance. We decided it would work out, logistically. We got a pair of pumpkin cupcakes. We zoomed, dodgy directions that had us detouring and all.

We made it there before she left, and shared cupcakes and had a nice comfortable chat, with plenty of giggling.

After that, there was a Trader Joe's right in the same parking lot. Win! And it was open until 10pm! Double win! Tried to explain the story of "Conveniently located" to Tif. This one goes back to my freshman year of high school. There was this guy, let's call him Bugs Potter. He decided, on the first day of school, that setting up the two dorkiest dorks together would be the most hilarious funtimes activity ever. I was Dork Number One. (Happily for all concerned, I also saw the potential for hilarity in all this, and began taking notes; this would eventually develop into my forever-doomed-to-be-unpublished unfinished novel Much Ado About Star Trek Ectogenesis.) A dude, we shall call him Scott Brightside, was Dork Number Two. (Fun fact: Scott Brightside and my BFF Darkside share the same first name, and high school photos of Darkside show that he was a dead ringer for Scott in that era. I had to ask and double check when I saw that.) I fell for Scott hard. Scott, for his part, was not intrigued. You can imagine the sort of shenanigans that ensued. Bugs made every effort to have his shipping work out. When I was observed reading Star Wreck VI: Geek Space Nine, Bugs claimed that Scotty "[had] Star Wreck 1-6, conveniently located, right by his bed!" As that got a reaction out of me, he would embroider upon this theme, to my general horror.

I don't recall Tif's response to the description of the bullying from Bugs being particularly printable.

We proceeded to the next stop: Walmart, for lo, Mr. Kitty needs litter. My knee was really not happy with me, so I found a nice place to sit, and sat. This was also the night that the new Abney Park album, The End of Days, was released. There was a chat party to celebrate this, with hilarity and funtimes in the channel #TheEndofDays on esper.net. I experimented with my phone and found that it did too do Mibbit. I hung out in the chatroom on Mibbit (nursing my gimpy knee) as Tif shopped. Much hilarity was had.

(Eventually, the chat moved over to #steampunk, also on esper.net. Various people idle there, and sometimes there is also chatting.)

A week later, Jayekitty finally got it up:
http://twitter.com/#!/druidsfire/status/28371284298
Hey, @captianrobert, Abney Park IRC Transcript available at: http://www.spundreams.net/~phoenix/AbneyParkChatEdit.doc


6:25 PM 10/16/2010
Friday: shopping with Tif.
Saturday: dog shenanigans with aunt.
Thursday and Saturday's fruits and vegetables: http://fresh-haul.dreamwidth.org/2088.html (The squash is not a pumpkin, which is taken SERIOUSLY AS A VEGETABLE in Australia. In the US it's furniture. :-P )

When you've got, what, four labs (two yellow, two black) in one yard at the same time, you've got to expect that there will be Shenanigans. There was romping all over the yard. I believe Mr. Poodle also got involved.

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queer as a three dollar bill

(old stuff) Spirit day, winter, random, and David Bowie dogs: Oct 20-23

10/20/2010 Wednesday
Spirit day! I changed my Twitter avatar to the purple version, and made a purple version of my Facebook face too. I changed my LJ and DW defaults to my "Queer as a $3 Bill" icon, which is an old favorite of mine. I got the concept, and then I had to track down an appropriate $3 bill image. The one I found that was workable was very nice on the bill art -- but it had a Michael Jackson picture. *sigh* So I cropped it so the face wasn't part of it, and gave it a nice pink-through-purple rainbow effect in the GIMP.

I changed my icons up because I did not actually wind up venturing forth that day into places where I could be seen by other people, but my icons are all over the internet.


8:22 AM 10/23/2010
It's cool enough this morning that I slept almost 10 hours, and I turned the fireplace on, upon getting up. And since Google appears to not have the version we sang in the Shapenote group in Fairbanks:
Winter

His hoary frost, his fleecy snow,
Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
(It amused some of us young punks to sing "sweaters" instead of "fetters.)

Spring

He sends his word and melts the snow,
The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the spring return.

Now, the other verses were either absent, or deemed not appropriate for Alaska, so our group wrote some new ones. These were written in the mid-90s, the collective effort of the Fairbanks Hidden Hill Shapenote singers.
The mud descends and covers all,
The ice drips from the eave,
The rivers thaw and flow once more,
And daylight we receive.

The sun doth shine both night and day,
Earth's green mantle springs forth,
But God decrees that night must come,
And cold creeps from the North.
And from there we proceed into the first verse again.

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/w/i/withsong.htm
http://stoddardfamily.home.comcast.net/~stoddardfamily/L/181.html


In which [personal profile] elf goes line by line through Elizabeth Moon's screed, pointing out the problems as she goes: http://elf.dreamwidth.org/362415.html (There are some sections which are snipped, "someone with more formal scholarship can explain where she scrambled those parts".)


11:07 PM 10/23/2010
Today: dogsitting. This included my aunt locating raranax's David Bowie wig, and us taking photos of it on both dogs.

There is a limit to the things that Mr. Poodle will put up with. on Twitpic

Lab much calmer about David Bowie cosplay. on Twitpic

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