I can't decide where to put this one, but I think DH's latest TwoP gallery will be of interest to several Buffistas.

Aw, good times.

I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE THOR2.

I WISH I COULD GO SEE THOR2 WITH JESSE!!!

ME TOO!!!

I got nothing to vote on, which makes me feel less startled by the day. I saw on my calendar that it was election day, but my mail...not telling me much. Did not know/remember vote411.org. Bookmarked.

In my district, most of the "real" voting happens in the primaries, and so most of my preferred candidates are not on the ballot. Maybe I'll vote Socialist for Brooklyn borough president.

I voted! And now I am doing deeply onerous tasks, like printing out health care powers of attorney that we need to sign and have notarized and such. And I am eating Halloween candy. Who the fuck bought all these Whoppers?

I accidentally left my ballot on the kitchen counter when I left on this trip. Oops. So I dot get to vote for the socialist for city council, or for the mayor over the gay state senator (but then, I'm not actually against him, so who cares?)

VA split things up so there's an important election every year. So I get a governor's race and a state assembly race. I did the early voting because, leave the house by 6:15 to get to work on time (at least when I-66 isn't jammed from Vienna Metro back past Fairfax County Parkway, like it was today) and then leave at 4:00 for a 5:30 doctor appointment that ends about 6:20, doesn't exactly make it easy to vote between 6:00 a.m and 7:00 p.m. And I have at least 4 uberpriority, do-it-now projects at work, so taking the day off isn't an option.

Mmmm...Whoppers.

such language, flea!

I'm a bit disappointed in humanity this morning. I found out last night that a big fannish meltdown/kerfuffle I was involved in way back in 2000, in which I defended the members of a mailing list I was on from unwarranted accusations of being nasty MSTers who publicly mocked people for writing bad stories--it was a whole big thing involving violations of privacy and people getting kicked off fandom-wide mailing lists and all sorts of ridiculousness-- anyway, I found out last night that I'd been lied to all along. The friends I was defending had in fact done what the entire list was accused of, and they'd let me and a couple of other people take the heat for them in public.

It was a huge controversy at the time, but I'd never doubted that I was right. Turns out not so much.

I'm kind of baffled and sad. I don't know what I'd have done at the time, probably told them to own up to it and at least apologize to the individual writers. But I never got the choice, and in the end the only person who comes out looking good is someone who was universally considered to be basically batshit: she found me several years later, not long before she died, and apologized for thinking that I had been involved in it all.

I don't really know what to think. But it saddens me to have people I really trusted both not be what I thought they were, and to have lied to me about it for so long.