I think summer is the time to sort sweaters. Maybe I should do that today... nah. Have many other more important house-keeping/organizing things to do.
All right, my fellow and most-trusted geeks. Chewbacchus (DIY sci-fi krewe) is having their 2nd annual Alien Beach Party next Saturday. I wish I could do something like an Adipose in a coconut bra and grass skirt, but I don't have that much time to commit to making a costume this week, and also I'd pass out from heat exhaustion.
My fallback plan is to wear fairly normal beach wear (sarong over bikini, sheer slightly odd coverup tank, little sci fi touches like OTT makeup) and carry a Sharpie (you know where this is going, don't you?). So then, throughout the night, pretty much cover all exposed skin with hash marks (it's a Doctor Who thing, for those going bzuh?).
I was trying to think of some kind of cosplay girl Doctor thing, but... no inspiration. Any ideas? Doesn't have to be DW, but needs to be comfortable and not involving spraypainting my whole body green or doing crazy prosthetics.
Except -- didn't CalGal ban people like crazy?
Wait, are we allowed to type the Name That Shall Not Be Typeth?
Are there psychological studies on people who troll? They can't all be pre- or early-teens going through a trash-talking phase.
There are! I was listening to a podcast that talked about one a couple of weeks ago. Lemme try to remember where I heard it and dig up the link.
no. it's like beetlejuice.
Damn, it takes me SO LONG to do anything. Weeks, months, even. What is wrong with me?
Furthering on my own post, there, my sister offered to come spend three days with me and we'll go through my whole house and get everything done, and that'd be great and she'd probably even enjoy it, but I swear, I think I'd have a shame meltdown. Several of them. I could really use someone to keep me focused and encouraged, but lord, anyone but my sister.
Yeah, I have no sense of humor about this
Me either. And I'm pretty sure I'm rational. Who knows, though.
I can't remember the story with beetlejuiceGal. Except for her being real irritating.
I drank Too Much white wine last night and did this dragon boat thing practice yesterday which had me waking up sore all over and my folks came down for brunch with my cousin and now all I want to do is nap but that way lies not being able to sleep tonight. What a conundrum!
Gawker banned like crazy too. For some reason, the new incarnation is pretending that they didn't have the electronic equivalent of electronic stocks in the electronic town square. You could earn a star if you tattled on someone and got them banned. And every week, they'd list who got banned, and for what, and who tattled on them and had gotten a star. And they'd also make posts saying "Respond to this post with [xyz] and you will be banned." And for reasons completely escaping my understanding, people would [xyz] their asses off, and get banned.
And then, the new incarnation, Denton said there was a clique of starred commenters, and getting banned had been made into a circus, so it had to stop.
But...you made it a circus, Nick--you and your sheriff, AJ Daulerio. You, quite precisely, developed an analogue of volunteer gladiatorial games where people volunteered for the Hunger Games and pit themselves at each other with bannings and starring at stake.
It was (is) completely ludicrous.
There's no reason not to dispose of your non-working electronics at Goodwill, by the way. They're an e-waste recycling centre: [link] and they take care of digital shredding of hard drives, etc. I just have a weird hangup where I feel like I'm giving them work, not goods.
Musician-targeting charter planes? You're really joking you'd rather they'd died an Aaliyahesque death instead of recorded that song? That's cold, man, cold.
