On the other hand the company was excellent. Topics of conversation included: the island of Majorca (a friend is moving there for her dream job and we're all invited to visit), Opera (I know next to nothing about this but at least I learned you have to sing it from your legs or something), pirate weddings (they look way cooler than my wedding did), the Garfield assassination (medicine used to really bad), you get the idea of the sort of odd-ballian women you are dealing with. Let's see what was my contribution to our civil discourse ... Delayed gratification is for suckers. Perhaps I could have reached deeper within myself.
The conversation de-evolved on the drive home, finally, thank god. Robespierrette brought up magic cock (James Bond has one), we came up with a new meaning for the phrase "violating the prime directive" (my new favorite euphemism for sex with aliens), how naughty plant parts sound (the stamen, the pistil, I better stop, I'm blushing already), and I learned about this book and yes it is likely to be added to my Christmas list.
- Mood:
calm
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- Mood:
curious
I have no idea when I'll go fully gray since every old woman in my family dyes/ed their hair. I think I'll plan to let myself go, gray that is, not to stick it to the man, or out of spite but rather so I can walk around the rest of life having this conversation:
"Friend": [Pointing at my hair] So ... going gray eh?
Me: I don't know what you mean. I'm a platinum blonde.
PS- Speaking of things gray, Alan Grayson is my new political boyfriend. His eyebrows alone make him dreamy.
- Mood:enthralled
In the mean time, to warm up the right areas of the brain, please watch this.
Come count: 3, damn, I was hoping for more.
PS - Tickets purchased. I will be going on 10/10 @4. See you there.
- Mood:
bouncy
Here's an amusee bouche in the form of his riff on religion:
Sunday night we went and saw Big Fan. The indie movie he was perfectly cast for and is currently running. I got to watch him masturbate AND get beat senseless. Good times.
I can't wait for my sky cake! That is all continue about your business.
- Mood:
amused
Then I read about this show, Hoarders. I can't stop watching it. If you have a VERY strong stomach, this is the ultimate disturbing reality show that does not involve a guy named Mystery.
- Mood:gamey
Pax was sold out this year, so there was great fear in my heart it would suck with clastrophobia inducing crowding, missed panels and gamer smells. But in fact it was as fun as ever and still felt organized and enertaining.
I went to the keynote which was given by some old timey video game designer, Ron Gilbert. He gave us our yearly geek affirmation, and a lecture about why video games are art. The truth is I had a hard time paying attention to what he was saying because he had on a t-shirt that read Unicorn Poo, with the requiste rainbow colored pile.
I then attended the PA Q&A panel. The only things that I recall (and therefore a direct look at my innermind) are:
1. DM's get achievements for killing a whole party in one round.
2. Their curse word of choice (although there was debate and waffling on this matter) is Cootscooter.
3. A possible female term for teabagging -Cumsqwat- completely eeked Jerry out. Seriously?! This is the guy who came up with twatvomit, hypocrit.
The exhibit hall was twice as large as last year and far more busy. Lines to play games were horrificly long. The dragon age people were handing out inflatable blood soaked swords. I immediately begged everyone to get one for my kids. I got three out of them alone myself. One for Cordelia, Miranda and the rest for redunancy. ( I'm still an engineer at heart, duh) My house is now full of inflatable swords.
Then the best part of the day, leaving PAX and eating a fancy dinner at Le Pichet with wonderful company. Sigh, true contentment.
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Pax was sold out this year, so there was great fear in my heart it would suck with clastrophobia inducing crowding, missed panels and gamer smells. But in fact it was as fun as ever and still felt organized and enertaining.
I went to the keynote which was given by some old timey video game designer, Ron Gilbert. He gave us our yearly geek affirmation, and a lecture about why video games are art. The truth is I had a hard time paying attention to what he was saying because he had on a t-shirt that read Unicorn Poo, with the requiste rainbow colored pile.
I then attended the PA Q&A panel. The only things that I recall (and therefore a direct look at my innermind) are:
1. DM's get achievements for killing a whole party in one round.
2. Their curse word of choice (although there was debate and waffling on this matter) is Cootscooter.
3. A possible female term for teabagging -Cumsqwat- completely eeked Jerry out. Seriously?! This is the guy who came up with twatvomit, hypocrit.
The exhibit hall was twice as large as last year and far more busy. Lines to play games were horrificly long. The dragon age people were handing out inflatable blood soaked swords. I immediately begged everyone to get one for my kids. I got three out of them alone myself. One for Cordelia, Miranda and the rest for redunancy. ( I'm still an engineer at heart, duh) My house is now full of inflatable swords.
Then the best part of the day, leaving PAX and eating a fancy dinner at Le Pichet with wonderful company. Sigh, true contentment.
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- Mood:
amused
District 9 - One of the best SF movies I've seen in a while and well worth the price of admission. It's by Peter Jackson, it's set in South Africa and has big alien guns and a mech! I got my nerd-geek-gasm on despite the last third being a bit heavy on the cliche. Go see it so we can talk about how great it was.
In the Loop - Tis the season for good Iraq war movies. First Hurt Locker then this movie. This one is about the politics that led up to the invasion. It's British and so a dark, snarky political comedy, go see it if you like any of these things.
- Mood:awake
