long, lost meme

From Bionic, who has lovely drawings up right now that her wife did.  Maybe once the gf and I are wed, she’ll do such things for me?  Hmmm…  Maybe not.

Anyway, a list – my fave!  The rule is one word only.  Yikes.

Hair: greying

Your Mother: compassionate

Your Father: kind

Fav Food: popcorn

Dream Last Night: funny

Fav Drink: whiskey

What room are you in?: living

Hobby: forgotten

Fear: unfortunate

Where were you last night?: home

Something that you aren’t: pregnant

Muffins: overrated

Wish List Item: fence

Where you grew up: home

What you are wearing: second-hand

Your Pet: perfect

Friends: perfect

Something you’re not wearing: underpants*

Fav Store: IY

Fav Color: orange

Last time you laughed: morning

Your Best Friend: loves

Best Place you go over and over: bed

Person who you email regularly: LB

Fav Place to Eat: home

*haha!  I am the same as Bionic!

I’m finding tagging hard to follow up, but Hard Girl is it.  Get on, girl.

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twofer

By way of cho-girl, who never blogs anymore (Shit.  Who am  I to talk?) but somehow still has her finger on the pulse of the internets.

And, yes.  I know you’ve all seen it already.  But look!  Two posts for one on a Thursday!


moved

Here we are. At WordPress. Fascinating. Is it true what they say about none of my pictures got moved? Crap.


how about another?

Don’t you want to hear from me fourty-eleven times today?

In my pre-bedtime blog cruising, I did I quick drive by of Dean’s Live Journal, because I heart him on account of The Most Romantic Moment of My Life that took place in the falling snow under a small tree and a street light on Altamont st back during the freak spring storm of ’93, when we were tiny children. Anyway, he hardly ever posts anymore of on old LJ, but I check every now and then. He links to this article, which warrents another glass of whiskey and a more thorough rereading by me (I was so excited I had to blog it before I gave it a real go). Equate gin and television and throw around terms like “cognitive surplus” and I am putty in your hands.

ETA: And shit like this? Yeah, boy. That’s what I’m talking about.

And I’m willing to raise that to a general principle. It’s better to do something than to do nothing. Even lolcats, even cute pictures of kittens made even cuter with the addition of cute captions, hold out an invitation to participation. When you see a lolcat, one of the things it says to the viewer is, “If you have some sans-serif fonts on your computer, you can play this game, too.” And that’s message–I can do that, too–is a big change.

And also this:

media is actually a triathlon, it ‘s three different events. People like to consume, but they also like to produce, and they like to share.

Because yes, yes we do. Lord. Just go read it already.

(Disclaimer – I love lolcats. I do)


woe.

My hard drive crashed on Saturday night, at the tail end of a lovely chicken dinner with a friend from here and the lovely lesbians from DC, R and J, with whom I went to Boston for T-day (remember?).

I have been without Teh Internets for days. Days, I tell you. And I missed y’all. Lord. All you IVP kids – I was lost without you. No machine equals no contact, except maybe by the pony express to the couple few of you to whom I sent xmas cards. Woe, as the title implies. But here I am now, by the grace of god – I mean, the grace of cho-girl. And I’ll get a loaner machine tomorrow, because I am among the luckiest of the lucky.

Wednesday is the Last Of Days for old Polly Teh Polyp. The surgery is scheduled for 9 am and I expect that I’ll be home and on the couch sometime before noon. My mama says she’ll stop by with enchiladas, so come by if you want some. You’ll have to wait on yourself, though – I plan to milk this general-anesthesia hang over for as long as possible.

Jude, I fear I won’t be able to send Polly up your way, as the nice resident told me I couldn’t have her. She did promise pictures, though. Who wants to see pictures of my girl-parts?!


Humorous Pictures
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killing time

I wish I could figure out how to make this actually show up here, but since I can’t you’ll have to click on it.