March 4th, 2009

iAm iSaid

Casa Excitement!


Right now? I'm boring.

Yesterday's big accomplishment was getting some cluttered parts of my apartment un-cluttered. Oh, that is much easier to get around, I thought. A long-banished unabridged dictionary that I'd had on my desk a while ago is back on the desk, where it belongs. Things are wiped, dusted and vacuumed that really needed wiping, dusting and vacuuming. I've started my next bag of Goodwill donations. Maybe spring cleaning will be more like 2009 cleaning, seeing how early I've started...and how much I have to do...

In other nice news, I'm over whatever ick was sucking away at my energy Tuesday morning. In other other nice news, I got reminded yesterday that, generally, people have my back, are in my corner, are supportive of me, that sort of stuff. Thank you.

I feel I've been repetitive in my journal lately, that I've been less interesting. I'm thinking of taking a brief break from the amount of blogging I've been doing. Other stuff to do, of course (which ultimately should mean more Tales Of Interest about which to blog!). I think I'm thinking too much about This will be an interesting journal entry than This is something important and good to do. Think of it as a change in my energy's direction.

Peace, y'all.

blubeagle birthday blatherings!

It's the natal celebration day for one of my longest-time Net friends, blubeagle.

Blu's a force of energy contained in a chair: passionate, outspoken, righteously pissed off when she needs to be, and powerfully committed to helping people. I think she attacks keyboards with her fingers, going "C'mon words! Get out!" Her laugh manages to be both quiet and huge, which shouldn't be able to happen but I've heard her laugh. It's like her mirth doesn't need to be expressed as vocally as other people's is.

Blu and I met online in 2003, thanks to us both being fans of greygirlbeast and docbrite and participating on their phorums. She and I have been there for each other through some pretty major dramas since then: even when we were out of contact, we were strongly on each others' minds. And trust me, I still feel the relief of hearing back from her, when she said I'm okay! I just lost Net access for a while! I'm back! We made sure we had non-Net ways to reach other after that; I DON'T want to lose contact with her again.

Life goes on for her. She's writing, she's starting to get published, she's staying connected to lots of interesting people, and -- here's a big one --last September she was finally able to marry her longtime Significant Other blusfrog. These two are right for each other in a way I can never completely grasp, but which I can only sense, like weather fronts.

May you be surrounded by pretty men, loving dogs, hilarious stories, and powerful words today, blubeagle. Happy birthday, hon. You know how fond I am of you.
Whale fluke

"Verbosity," yo!

I've been analyzed:

The Blogalyser reveals...

Your blog/web page text has an overall readability index of 14.

This suggests that your writing style is conventional
(to communicate well you should aim for a figure between 10 and 20).Your blog has 16 sentences per entry, which suggests your general message is distinguished by verbosity
(writing for the web should be concise).


male malefemale female
self oneselfgroupworld world
past pastpresentfuture future

Your text shows characteristics which are 55% male and 45% female
(for more information see the Gender Genie).
Looking at pronoun indicators, you write mainly about yourself, then the world in general and finally your social circle. Also, your writing focuses primarily on the present, next the past and lastly the future.

Find out what your blogging style is like!

(Via docbrite)
NCC-1701 Nebula 2

Mick Foley reviews The Wrestler

Via shadesong: Wrestling great-turned-writer-I-like Mick Foley reviews the Oscar-nominated The Wrestler:
I was hooked within a minute. Within five, I had completely forgotten I was looking at Mickey Rourke. That guy on the screen simply was Randy "the Ram" Robinson, an '80s mat icon on a two-decade-long losing streak in the game of life, searching for a way, any way, to fan the dying embers of his career. Rourke somehow makes the pathetic seem heroic and imbues in this sad, broken man a sense of quiet dignity and deep-down decency that makes the prospect of not rooting for him—in both his life and the ring—impossible.

I found great authenticity in so many aspects of Randy's battered psyche. His constant need for acceptance—from his estranged daughter; from his possible love interest, a stripper played by Marisa Tomei (who is wonderful, if a bit shocking for any guy who ever had a crush on her in My Cousin Vinny); from a random collection of customers at the deli counter where he works; from his dwindling number of nostalgic wrestling fans—is a theme that many a wrestler will grudgingly admit to connecting with. The scene depicting a poorly attended "Legends Convention" where Randy, a man so proud of his past, is forced not only to accept his present but to take a glimpse at the future, will strike an uncomfortable yet legitimate chord with every wrestling star whose personal appearances have ever been met with a symphony of silence...
Blow My Mind

I feel I should apologize to the people I know at KUFO for this

A little mental block: something about Led Zeppelin doesn't really work for me. One of the rockingest bands ever and I can't rock out to them: I listen and think They write lyrics like bad Tolkien fanfic.

To make this a little odder, I really like the Foo Fighters, and they're hugely Zep-influenced. (Dave Grohl's even drummed for Zep, and he doesn't drum for just anyone. He drums for them and for Paul McCartney and their ilk*.) I don't know why one doesn't work for me and one does.

* Mistaken, I was. See comments.
Whale fluke

"The prediction? Pain."

I've managed never to see Rocky III.

This shall be rectified Friday night: following the Bagdad screening of Battlestar will be the March KUFO Late Night Movie, Rocky III.

(I wish Rocky appreciater leonardpart6 could attend, but he's in Cincinnati. That 2,000 miles makes a difference.)

For years, I'd only seen Rocky IV, the Rocky-goes-to-Russia-to-avenge-Apollo-Creed's-death one; I saw that in the theater back when it came out. I didn't see the original until two years ago; I got around to seeing Rocky II last fall. After this I'll make sure to see Rocky Balboa, the sixth (avoiding Rocky V, 'cause I have no interest in it), and I'll have checked off another film experience on my list.
TOS: NCC-1701

'Cause lots of us think about underwear

A serious question: Why is not wearing underwear referred to as "going commando"?

(I'd think commandoes would want their junk very controlled, not potentially "in the way" and all, but that's just me.)

Really. If you know, or even if you're just willing to speculate, say so!
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