I’ve posted something I’m rather proud over over on my other journal. It’s about taking personal responsibility for online interactions at the most rudimentary of levels.
Life is crazy busy for the next bit, and Kaleen and I just submitted to speak at Ignite Seattle as well. So there’s that.
So some Whitechapel kids are in town for Emerald City ComiCon. Z, Ted C, Ted B, Roo, and her friend Josh are all here, with a Chris Sick on the way. They, Baron, and myself traipsed about the city last night, had dinner at Serious Pie, hit up the SciFi museum, and then found Starfish Studios to visit with friends and look at pretty, pretty things. On the way there they were shown Seattle Metro in all its glory… including two very drunk men who commented on Z’s hard exterior and my hair. I’m such a good hostess, showing all aspects of the city. I even showed them what I term the “Bacon Building.” I will show it to you, for no description will do it justice.
Tonight I’m cooking dinner for everyone and then we’re hitting Six Arms. Then Saturday is COMICS (yeeeee!) and signing and stinky geeks and panels and such.
It’s so neat to meet people who I’ve known online for a… year and more now. I got some of my best friends on the Internet. So cheers to you, amalgamation of tubes. You’re the best.
So this job I’m taking over involves being the keeper of the Special Pens. Pens which are only given out one or two at a time to people who are deserving (ie, those who make money for the firm instead of those who just support them). It’s a tough job, I know, but somebody’s got to do it. After taking careful inventory, I had to have a way to protect these pens. Because I am not allowed a locked drawer, like an angsty teenager and their own room, I had to come up with another way.
Now, if this were the serving industry, I would simply leave a note that said something to the effect of, “if you take pens, I will stab your eye out with one.” (similarly, on scissors, one might write “if you take these, I will cut you”). But this is not the serving industry. Something I’ve come to know as “tact” is required. But I can’t just say “PLEASE DON’T TAKE PENS” because that’s too… dull. And I can’t say anything passive aggressive because it makes a small part of me die.
So this is my approach. Let me know what you think.
I would also like to point out that our OS is so old that I have to screen-print into PAINT for God’s Sake, which charmingly also captures old-school Word’s attempts at fixing my syntax. Love it.
Oh, I’m sorry, did you think you get to give out after only a year of loyal service? That’s not how we do things where I’m from, in the circles I run with, nor in my house. Get your ass over here.
So let’s see. I was homeless for a time, couch surfing, but now have a home on C Hill, which I am more than excited about. It’s my favorite neighborhood, I’m within walking distance of the people I care about, I can walk to work, and there are things to *do*. Also, I have a bed. And there is a cat named Techno who likes to sit in the bathtub and mew as well as carry around a piece of cathader tubing I had used in constructing a skirt. Seriously, he takes it everywhere. And sometimes chases one end with the other end in his mouth. Just one step up from chasing your own tail, buddy. The roommate is also cool, though we are both pretty busy and don’t see much of each other.
I still have nightmares about bedbugs. I tear the sheets off my bed and inspect them every couple of nights. But Libby gave me a stuffed bedbug squish thing to… well, squish… and Baron has reminded me that logically there is no way there would be bedbugs after a week on a new mattress.
I also severely injured my foot (there was internal bleeding! It was neat!) and so haven’t been able to run or practice parkour for over two months. I feel constrained by my own body. But it’s healing, and hopefully I’ll get the go-ahead (or at least a set date to start) on running again soon.
Transhumanism is going well.. interviews for a lady’s ethnography, and meetings are getting better and better. Just wish I had more time to write my thoughts on matters instead of being too busy to breathe. Lots of ideas on information ownership, transitioning economies, and “human” rights. Finding resources to take better notes on computer documents, which is helping.
Work is crazy. I’ve been suddenly moved into a new (and additional) set of responsibilities, which is fun, but I have no guidance and so it’s also a bit stressful. But I like numbers, and puzzles, and learning, so it should be ok.
Little Red Studio is fabulous. Been teching lights for both the Red Show and Obsidian: both of which sold out with long waiting lists. This weekend is the Royal Blue Show, where I’m out of the tech booth and on the floor. We’ll see how it goes.
Libby and I are planning a big event for May 10th, with lots of people from all over and vendors and food and lots of music. It’s going to be rad, and we’re using Cristobat’s “Wayfarers of the Gypsy Mansion” as a theme. I’m pretty excited about it. It’s also been fun to have an excuse to go to art things to see her work. Meeting all sorts of neat people.
I think that’s about it. What are you all up to? What did I miss?
Dear Indiana University,
I’d like you to take a look at how influential and awesome Clay Shirky is. If you had let me do my thesis and course of studies I pushed to do, I could have been further along on a similar path. While I’m happy with where I am and the conversations I have, I wish your system of academia was actually healthy for new ideas to flourish in. Instead you assumed that because there was little to no prior research on the overlap of sociology and technology, it was not possible to do and I shouldn’t be allowed to waste my time.
Please watch “Are Schools Killing Creativity?” from TED as soon as possible. Hell, watch anything from TED. I’m sure it will help.
Best,
Willow
I’d tell you all that I’ll post soon, but it may be a lie. I update Twitter fairly often, and there’s a breath of a rumor that I may have my own site soon. But right now I am tired and my brain juices have been used up.
Ok, ok, so as many of you know, I haven’t seen much of the “required” viewing that would make me a geek. I blame growing up without a television, and that I was way more into fantasy than sci-fi until about 5 years ago. And then I realized how epically *amazing* science(!) is.
Terminator: Salvation is coming out soon, and I have a question for you all. I’ve never seen any of the Terminator movies. Should I watch the prequel first, and then follow in the “correct” order, or should I watch them in the order they were made? This is important, people.
Also, how in God’s Name did I miss this?!:
More importantly, was it any good? Even just as wank material eye candy?
Saw a burned-out car on a night time street about a month back. No one was around, no sign that anyone was coming back for it. Just a car that had been on fire, and then put out, and then…
I remember stating how much I enjoy being liminal while in the midst of my roadtrip out to Seattle.