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Oh, what a feeling…

So, I go out to the kitchen to get a drink. I turn on the light in the living room, and hear a thump, look around, and see a cat slinking around the island.

So, what was the cat trying to get into? We will never know…

Do I have a horrible neologism for you…

Techster. Think “techie-hipster”. Exhibit A:

techster
techster

Using a cell phone, while wearing google glass, while riding a segway, while at SxSW. I believe this deserves another neologism: the quadfecta.

(Source: reddit)

Still, this isn’t worse than the hot-pink sequined suit jacket that made G crack up when we first got off the train downtown…

Bookmark catchup

So every month or so, I try to dump all the bookmarks I made, especially for things I didn’t have time to comment on at the moment of discovery…

A very gay Valentine…

So, G went to her first Valentine’s day dance. We had a calm, quiet dinner, then went home and listened to every possible permutation of the “I Love You Song” from “The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee” (which Cy played keyboards for last week). That was his 6th production of that show. I’ve seen every one of them, and I always judge that show by “How Fast can you make Magic Foot pass” and “How good is The I Love You Song.”

By those standards, last week’s show was awesome! I truly enjoyed myself — as did G and her friends that she brought. Anna and Tammy and the rest of the teachers helped the cast and crew bring the most out of that show — which is, most decidedly, not easy.

But you know what I want to see? I want to see a version of that show where Cy gets to direct. The phrase “I think he takes out on me what he wants to take out on you…” needs a touch of anger — along with fear and submission.

I’m not even mentioning his demand to honoring the pause that “Don’t talk to me about stamina, Carl” deserves…

No. Not talking about that on 14-Feb…

A new personal record.

Over the course of two hours today, I received — and understand that I’m not making a word of this up — over 16,700 nearly identical, completely useless emails. An exact number is not possible to provide, as the rule I created to get rid of them kept finding more tucked away in my inbox for hours afterward.

Mental note that is obvious and axiomatic to my geek- and geek-friendly friends: Microsoft products do not scale as cleanly as open-source products. I’m referring specifically to outlook, here… Yes, when outlook crashed, it was the first time I had smiled in a few hours. It was a knowing smile.

If you hate gay marriage, have I got bad news for you….

So, not only are Cy and I getting married, BUT you’re losing the USA in a big, BIG way.

For those of you who really think that Natalie Grant was being “brave” for walking out on the Grammy’s (heh, I initially mis-typed that is “Granny’s”), may I suggest a few other places you might feel more welcome?

First of all, go enjoy the Olympic games at Sochi. According to their Mayor, no fags there! So: descend, my straight AND narrow hordes! Descend upon Sochi! (Go ahead — show them that there are closeted Bi folks!)

Then — oooo! — Saudi Arabia! No fags (but plenty of post-op-transexuals — women, in the eyes of the Wahabist!) You know what else you’ll love about the Saudis? No women drivers! (OK, OK, no PRE-OP women drivers!)

But honestly, if you’re a true — and I do mean TRUE — libertarian? There’s no place better than Somalia! Taxes? NONE! Goernment regulation? NONE! Personal freedom? Whatever you can defend with your own night! Now THAT’S the true Ayn Randian experience! (Holy crap, I sound like a travelogue!)

Finally, Uganda: you and your friends worked SO hard to be allowed to kill me there (should I ever be SO stupid as to go!) howsabout you go there for me instead?