mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (decepticute)
Wall-of-text post is finally up (behind the lifestyle filter) about my Saturday night panels. That was a bumpy ride, to be sure. But we had sandwiches!

Looks like the chances are good to be doing my schtick at MarsCon 2010 and SheVaCon 2010. I think I'm almost relieved that the NekoCon audience is probably far too jaded for such a thing.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (Default)
  • 14:27 Realized I'm glad that home 'Net is working, 'cause I sure as Hades can't research my MarsCon panels at work. My life is weird (good). #
  • 20:36 Trying to find a sewing pattern which would be a starting point for Kyle MacLachlan's House Atreides uniform. #
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mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (manic)
Now, it may seem like a bad idea to have a party only a week after getting the last boxes out of the apartment. As we continued to clean and stack and sort and discard it became clear that indeed, it really really was a bad idea.

Our favorite lifestyle group decided not to hold a December party this year - a month off was the group's gift to the folk who usually host it. Well, we jumped into the gap, and by Friday, we'd begun to wonder if we'd remembered to don parachutes first. Friends came over Friday evening to move large furniture, but by the time we'd exhausted ourselves that night, the place still wasn't ready.

Somehow - I have no idea how - we got the house ready by Saturday evening, and if one bedroom was full of re-packed boxes and odd pieces of furniture, well, we were willing to pay that price. The actual party went smooth as silk; we had about 20 people or so, and several of them decided independently to bring housewarming gifts. Conversation was geeky, food was yummy, and the company was awesome. Starr spent much of the evening looking slightly dazed, as if still thinking "Did we really pull this off? I mean, really?" Or maybe that was me.

I had decided earlier that, around 1:30 or 2, we'd politely show people the door; somehow, this didn't happen, and we still had about six or eight people in the middle of an intense discussion at 5:30, when I collapsed entirely. Starr had to wave the white flag as well; we picked a friend who we could trust not to steal the silverware, and asked him to make sure that everyone got home okay.

When I finally got up yesterday, not only was the place locked up and shutdown nicely, they'd even cleaned both the kitchen and the table where we'd stacked the party food. Talk about a bunch of twisted perverts...

We've got to do this again sometime. But not soon.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (rainbow)
As I am most years, I'm thankful that I didn't get up at oh-god-hundred to stand in line for a discount on a piece of merchandise that will be out of stock by the time I get in the door. As it is, I did leave the house before sunrise, but on the other hand, I was treated to quite the spectacle as the sun came up over the Bay. So, hardly all bad.

Last night, I managed to cook a 3-pound turkey breast perfectly, without doing anything but defrosting it in cold water for two hours and then tossing it into the oven on a roasting pan for ninety minutes. The homemade mashed potatoes came out exactly as I wanted them, and even the brown-and-serve rolls browned properly for once. "Unexpected Thanksgiving dinner" went over quite well to a weary R.N. last night :)

Sadly, I'm reading that some of my LiveJournal friends have had to return briefly 'to the closet' just so they could spend the holiday with family and loved ones. This makes me angry and sad simultaneously. We still live in a world where I still have to filter certain harmless posts to my own journal; but far worse than that, these awesome people have to filter their own lives. I don't dare to hope that I'll live to see this burden fade away... I only hope that maybe the next generation will.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (foolish)
I'm a little stunned this morning.

As practically anyone with sense predicted, the homosexual community reacted extremely badly to the passage of Prop. 8. It's one thing to have had rights denied to you for centuries, it's another to have recently-attained rights taken away by people for no other reason than they don't like you.

So, why am I stunned? Well, certain religious organizations were active in the process to remove those rights, and plenty of others stood complacently by. So, gay people are lashing out at these religious groups. And the stunning thing is that religious folks are acting surprised and hurt!

I swear, I'm reading this in many places online, such as LiveJournal, news sites, opinion blogs: "We're just treating you like abominations and taking away a chance at happiness you briefly had. We don't understand why you're so upset. Why would you have a problem with this?" Of course, it's not those specific words, but it's absolutely the attitude. "We don't understand why you're so angry, and honestly, we're a bit offended."

Frankly, I've always attributed discrimination against gay people, in most cases, to malice. "We don't like you, and it's socially okay to mistreat you, so we're gonna." I never before realized that someone could be unaware that treating another human that way was wrong. "Why does this bother you?"

Wow.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (flying_gif)
Things to do today, in random order:

1) Have large breakfast so I don't mope all day.
     Completed at 1:00 pm.

2) Call Mom and check up on her. Continue searching for home care.
     No answer at Jon Reid's. Left message on his phone.

3) Clean gerbil cage.
     Gerbils looking much happier. Cat still sad this is not a buffet.

4) Get badly needed haircut.
     This is being put off for a week-and-a-half due to time and budget issues.

5) Get lamp for spare bedroom.
     Lamp secure. Only been meaning to do this for months.

6) Do laundry.
     Third load in dryer. That's all I have energy for tonight.

7) Contact plumber who fixed kitchen sink at Kentland to make payment arrangements.
     Number not in phone. Left voicemail with neighbor contact.

8) Try for Azeroth Olympics tabard and pet.
     Got tabard. Pet looking unlikely.

9) Clean up living room. Empty dishwasher from last night.
     Dishwasher is empty and reloaded. Living room in progress. Vacuum cleaner belt is broken.

10) Make dinner.
     Seared then baked chicken randomly seasoned with garlic, lemon, cumin, and cilantro, with couscous on the side. An Iron Chef would be appalled, but it came out yummy.

11) Call local lifestyle group about demo they asked for on Tuesday.
     Done. No problem, they just need me to revise the entire presentation, that's all.

12) Buy new pantz to replace 1 holed pair and 2 pair falling off my hips (good thing, right?)
     This is being put off for a week-and-a-half due to time and budget issues.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (slaine)
Halloween's a holiday dedicated to things that aren't what they seem, so it's a bit appropriate that George Takei is choosing it to come publically out of the closet.

http://www.frontierspublishing.com/features/feature_second.html

Good for him! I can't help thinking that some of the people involved with RoVaCon way back when would have been less excited about inviting him had they known... but that's far in the past now.

I haven't decided yet what to wear to Mandy & Krys' party tomorrow night. I do wish VTSFFC Halloween wasn't 5 hours away. I also wish Rain didn't work Saturdays and Sundays, making a 2- or 3am Rocky Horror evening this weekend a bit impractical.

In good news, Rain welcomed me home last night to a spotless living room lit by candles, served me an excellent dinner, and snuggled down with me for a romantic evening of TiVo'd MythBusters. (Hey, mad science is too romantic.) It was a good way to wrap up the day.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (rabbiteer)
Oh, I forgot to mention today's Narbonic webcomic, in which Arnie the superintelligent gerbil has been accidentally locked in a human form, at least for now. Apparently, some of his other hyperintelligent lab animal friends on the Internet don't believe him, and are accusing him of being a "thumbie". No doubt there are thumbie-themed cons, animals who construct bareskinsuits, and thumbie porn :)

I think "Kevin and Kell" did that joke once too. Still funny, though.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (Default)
Today's Dumb Thing To Say:
Radio Announcer 1: The crows are huge around here!
Radio Announcer 2: They're like chickens!
Radio Announcer 1: Yeah, well I'd like to see a crow lay an egg!

Today's Dumb Thing To Do:
After tracing a cryptic 911 call, police found a woman naked, bound, and gagged in the back of a car. When untied, the woman asked, "What are you guys doing here?" Apparently this was a bit of kinky role-playing, and the boyfriend thought it would add spice to actually call the police. The VHF amplifier had no comment. (No, sorry, I made that last sentence up.)

This Morning's Good Thing:
Despite attempts by a Blacksburg landlord to claim that the hosting computer for elfie.org is actually an international terrorist, elfie is back on-line, and I am once again in e-mail contact with the world. Also, LiveJournal seems to be working again, and I will be very careful with my posting client until I can verify that it's not the one flooding the network.

Last Night's Bad Thing:
I spent late last evening and most of overnight blackly depressed. I've come out the other side now, but memo to myself: Don't watch ER when you are feeling that way.

Tonight's Possibly Good, Possibly Bad Thing:
SheVaCon starts tonight.

Tomorrow Night's Good Thing:
[livejournal.com profile] raininva's 3000 point, house rules, massive MechWarrior:DA slugfest.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (rabbiteer)
Found this while looking up some furry info:

Furry fan to web columnist: I'm offended by how you bid for cheap laughs by portraying furries as sexual deviants in your previous column. Some of us just suit up and role-play for the experience of being a fur!

Web columnist to furry fan: Chill out. The Trekkies learned to accept being made fun of years ago, you'll have to also. Besides, wearing a fursuit for the purposes of kinky sex makes more sense to me than wearing one for any other reason...

Why am I referring to this? It's beginning to seem to me that openly, honestly weird folk seem to get a lot more back-handed respect than the timidly weird, the "weird only on weekends", the "weird as a form of social protest" types. When one's cheerfully, openly different, yet basically functional in society, they'll still be made fun of, but there'll be an undertone of sneaking admiration for someone brave enough to take a different path and make it work.

On the other hand, the posers, the people who only act different 'cause they're not getting enough attention, the ones who need to constantly defend their differences to people who really don't care, seem to draw more honest scorn.

Hmmm...
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (dressed)
Continuing my thoughts from yesterday...

An unscientific poll seems to indicate that, not only are geeks having more sex, it's often pretty kinky. I guess that's not a great surprise when you combine the sterotypical geek willingness to embrace new ideas and desire to avoid conformity. (Or sometimes beat conformity over the head with a baseball bat.)

Kinky is, of course, a relative term, but since the only part of sex necessary for the species' survival is the act itself, I find it interesting that our brains are wired in such a way as to make all these variations so enticing. I gues that, in the long run, it encourages even more sex, which is what our DNA wants from us. I can just hear the Great Designers now...

"We've come up with this great advantage, better even than claws or wings. We call it 'intelligence', and with it, this species should be running the planet soon."

"What's the downside?"

"Well, now they'll have things to do besides eating, sleeping, and making copies of themselves; it might slow the program down a bit."

"All right... you can try this 'intelligence' thing... but make sure you tweak their circuitry so they're still fixated on food, sleep, and sex. Otherwise we'll never get this project done."
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (rabbiteer)
This LiveJournal explains my Macintosh computing preference. Apparently I'm a "bottom" and didn't even know it.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (dressed)
How to get a college degree in Kinky Sex (not for the easily offended):

A LiveJournal Post
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (flying_gif)
Since I'm feeling a bit like a lemming (as in, "c'mon, let's all take another web test!") tonight, I thought I'd work out and post my furry code here... but honestly, once I did it, I found that I just wasn't comfortable revealing some of the personal info in it. Seems strange... maybe Mr. Exhibitionist is feeling shy tonight, I don't know.

I know what it is, I just need food. Low blood sugar, no carbohydrates to speak of. Half a box of breakfast cereal would do the trick if I had any, but I'll go see what else is in the pantry. I love the all-too-familiar headspace of having cabinets full of food and not being able to find stuff to eat.

I need to clear off more HD space for [livejournal.com profile] meiran tonight, too.
mikailborg: Chris drew this picture of my first Starfleet character for a newsletter cover, years ago. (kriet)
Technicon starts a week from tomorrow, and they've posted an early version of the schedule. I do realize that con schedules are subject to complete revision until late Sunday afternoon, but I couldn't help noticing a few things.

The first thing is that my sweetie and I are involved in one of the Live-Action Role Playing games, and that at least one (possibly both) of the games starts Friday night at 8:00. So we may miss [livejournal.com profile] meiran's Women in SF panel :( I've enjoyed representing the Liberated Male there in the past, and I'd be sorry to miss this one.

Another scheduled LARP event (if it's for the one I'm in) may cause me to miss the first half of the Amateur Film panel, which would be a shame. We don't have a submission this year like we were going to, but it's fun to see what others bring and comment on it.

(2 years ago: "Are you sure you want me as a panelist? I haven't actually been involved in anything since Space Rogues - all I can talk about is the several projects I hope to start work on sometime soon."

"Amateur shmamateur, that makes you a Hollywood professional!")

The person I will be playing in the LARP is a major Russian political figure, I haven't decided whether my accent should be "Boris Badenov" or Connery's "Alexsandr Ramius" (i.e. Moscow by way of Scotland).

This year's midnight discussions include the SW Virginia Spiritual Alliance (a pagan group), Polyamory 101, and a BDSM demonstration / panel. Who says science fiction fans never do anything but watch their Trek videos?
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (rabbiteer)
I've been looking at sites about gaming on the Macintosh, and read again an article I'd seen a few weeks ago. Seems that Mark Adams, a well-known Mac gaming figure who runs one of the major porting houses, publically announced New Year's that she would now be known as Glenda Adams. Yes, she was remaining with her spouse Suellen; yes, she was having the medical therapy to adjust her body to her personal identity, etc. As has happened so often, articles like these get me all philosophical.

Maybe it comes from growing up a fan and being exposed to a lot of outlandish ideas, but for me, identity is all in the head. Nothing external is a true part of your identity - I've often tended to think of my body as simply a vehicle which I used to expose my mind to various things. Kind of a small, somewhat fragile, organic BattleMech for my psyche. :)

I don't think of myself as "a brunette" - I just am brunette. I don't consider myself "a Caucasian" - I just happen to have skin at the paler end of human range. It helped me deal with my Borg replacements better, not to think that I was "losing" part of myself, but just swapping out a broken part. (In fact, I've been heard to complain that they could at least have installed the 100 MPH legs while they were in there.)

So I don't consider myself "a male" - I just happen to be a person in a male body. (Which, btw, I'm quite satisfied with - don't get me wrong.) People are people, and common courtesy dictates that we let them be who they are, not who we think they should be. I think that if more people would take that into account, we'd have a less stress-ridden society.

This philosphy is what gives me the confidence to wear a vinyl dress to Halloween and freak out some people. :p

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