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Apr. 7th, 2009 10:03 pmSophie and I went to the Irish Lion. She had a Guinness, I had a hard cider, and we both had a bit of each. The cider tasted good, the Guinness, not so much.
We chatted over drinks about this or that, for two hours, and when we were polishing up our drinks a nice public defender wanted to buy us drinks. We weren't at first, because she was driving and I weigh 120 soaking wet, but we ended up getting two orange juices and talking about his work and the pub and Bloomington in general.
The Irish Lion is the ragged edge of the "respectable" Bloomington. Going east, it's college campus, boutiques, and generally nice places. The west, it's shady, and where most of the murders and drug dealing happens. Next to the bar used to be the train tracks, so there was a literal right side/wrong side dynamic going on.
The pub itself used to be a bar/whorehouse, with the bottom floor being a bar where the railroad men could cash their paychecks and the top being the rooms were the prostitutes plied their trade. The bar next door, The Crazy Horse, was more or less a straight up brothel. The area was called "The Levy" in both senses of the term: the dividing line between goodness and deceit, and where people tried to get a cut of the paycheck they just cashed.
The guy was slightly bitter, as he was getting ready to defend a man for murder. Recently, the police had found the bones of man who had been missing for some time. A few years ago a more affluent family had their daughter kidnapped and the town was crawling with FBI agents. And other things.
The public defender wanted to buy us a drink, because he had a relativity good day and wanted to share the karma. And probably put a little good karma out as he sounded ready to bitchslap one of his clients for being a moron and that if he didn't give something better than the BS he'd be going to jail for a minimum of 25 years.
And he said good something about Jasper, that the people there mostly did things as they should. Bloomington is good on the surface with lots of poverty and a much larger homeless population that would be expected.
A good day - educational, fun, and illustrating how very lucky I am.
We chatted over drinks about this or that, for two hours, and when we were polishing up our drinks a nice public defender wanted to buy us drinks. We weren't at first, because she was driving and I weigh 120 soaking wet, but we ended up getting two orange juices and talking about his work and the pub and Bloomington in general.
The Irish Lion is the ragged edge of the "respectable" Bloomington. Going east, it's college campus, boutiques, and generally nice places. The west, it's shady, and where most of the murders and drug dealing happens. Next to the bar used to be the train tracks, so there was a literal right side/wrong side dynamic going on.
The pub itself used to be a bar/whorehouse, with the bottom floor being a bar where the railroad men could cash their paychecks and the top being the rooms were the prostitutes plied their trade. The bar next door, The Crazy Horse, was more or less a straight up brothel. The area was called "The Levy" in both senses of the term: the dividing line between goodness and deceit, and where people tried to get a cut of the paycheck they just cashed.
The guy was slightly bitter, as he was getting ready to defend a man for murder. Recently, the police had found the bones of man who had been missing for some time. A few years ago a more affluent family had their daughter kidnapped and the town was crawling with FBI agents. And other things.
The public defender wanted to buy us a drink, because he had a relativity good day and wanted to share the karma. And probably put a little good karma out as he sounded ready to bitchslap one of his clients for being a moron and that if he didn't give something better than the BS he'd be going to jail for a minimum of 25 years.
And he said good something about Jasper, that the people there mostly did things as they should. Bloomington is good on the surface with lots of poverty and a much larger homeless population that would be expected.
A good day - educational, fun, and illustrating how very lucky I am.
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Apr. 7th, 2009 12:57 amI just get to sleep, and the fire alarm goes off. Not my building, but the roughly a stone throws from my window, so I am awake and annoyed, rather awake, annoyed, and standing out in the cold.
The firefighters just entered the building, so everything should be sorted shortly. This is the second time the alarm as gone off in that building in a week and everyone will be very annoyed if it's just burnt popcorn again... Ah, yes, they shut off the alarm. Thank God.
The firefighters just entered the building, so everything should be sorted shortly. This is the second time the alarm as gone off in that building in a week and everyone will be very annoyed if it's just burnt popcorn again... Ah, yes, they shut off the alarm. Thank God.
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Apr. 4th, 2009 01:06 amWhich is why this post will probably look all wonky, because I'm touch typing and can't read the results.
Anyway, I put down my glasses where I always put my glasses, something goes CLUNCK and suddenly, I have no glasses. I've cleared off my dresser ( where I normally put my glasses ( the floor around my dresser, the trash, the floor in the rest of my room, under the bead, under the heater, in the sheets, and so on. No glasses.
Anyway, now I'm really going to bed, and hope that in the morning I will be able to think clearer or something. Because really, I can't see at all, so I'm more or less fucked if I can't find them.
Found my glasses, thank fuck. I decided to turn over my mattress and there they were, nearly at the foot of the bed. Considering my dresser is near my head, they must have bounced off of a ton of stuff to land there.
Tomorrow is GIRLY DRINK DAY!
Apr. 3rd, 2009 05:48 pmThough, since my debit card number got stolen, it's probably going to be more of "look at consonant clustering in Welsh" day. Far less social, but much less likely to end in a hangover.
Also, my debit card number got stolen recently, and I don't want to make any plans because my actual to-do was on Wednesday, to go see The Drowsy Chaperone. Only I was sick and missed it.
I also have no midterms next week, which is so awesome you cannot believe. Originally the test was last Thursday, but was pushed back to last Tuesday because NO ONE was prepared. Today I had a mythology midterm. Which was more or less easy except for the art slides were I had to guess which one was Hector and which one was Achilles based on their shield design.
Also, my debit card number got stolen recently, and I don't want to make any plans because my actual to-do was on Wednesday, to go see The Drowsy Chaperone. Only I was sick and missed it.
I also have no midterms next week, which is so awesome you cannot believe. Originally the test was last Thursday, but was pushed back to last Tuesday because NO ONE was prepared. Today I had a mythology midterm. Which was more or less easy except for the art slides were I had to guess which one was Hector and which one was Achilles based on their shield design.
I am home from hanging out at Mickey's Vacation Home with my mother and sister. Had a good time, only got a tiny bit sunburnt, we were able to do everything we wanted to do. There wasn't any new attractions from last time, but it was very awesome that I was not popping pills after every roller coaster.
There is also Good News/Bad News about school. I finally found out what I'm getting in Language Structure: an A-. Which brings my known grades to an A, A-, and B! Unfortunately, when I went to grab lunch I found I was ( again! ) school ID-less. This will be my second ID card this semester. I have breakfast, but I'll be out to get a replacement after Phonics.
I caught up on my flist, and reached skip=400 while doing so. Took a little bit of time, yes. = ) Which means I have seen the LED sheep vid, the Sun rumors about Ten's Final Bow, and the reintroduction of Police Call Boxes, but I haven't quite gotten to the HUB II reports.
PS: Combining all of the above, I managed to ( almost ) pronounce the name of the city where one of the cashiers in Epcot was from. I got almost everything correct ( even remembering that f in Welsh orthography is /v/ ) but put the stress in the wrong place so the -en came out as a schwa instead of some flavor of /a/.
There is also Good News/Bad News about school. I finally found out what I'm getting in Language Structure: an A-. Which brings my known grades to an A, A-, and B! Unfortunately, when I went to grab lunch I found I was ( again! ) school ID-less. This will be my second ID card this semester. I have breakfast, but I'll be out to get a replacement after Phonics.
I caught up on my flist, and reached skip=400 while doing so. Took a little bit of time, yes. = ) Which means I have seen the LED sheep vid, the Sun rumors about Ten's Final Bow, and the reintroduction of Police Call Boxes, but I haven't quite gotten to the HUB II reports.
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PS: Combining all of the above, I managed to ( almost ) pronounce the name of the city where one of the cashiers in Epcot was from. I got almost everything correct ( even remembering that f in Welsh orthography is /v/ ) but put the stress in the wrong place so the -en came out as a schwa instead of some flavor of /a/.
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Mar. 12th, 2009 09:22 pmMy presentation went well. Judging from the questions in class and talking with the professor afterwords, I think my biggest problems was that I dumped too much information too quickly and I'm not very good at transcription.
Also during the presentation, the professor made the comment that it was interesting choice of attempting to find regularity in an area that seemingly had none. Which is odd, because I think one of the bedrock assumptions of science was to look into chaos and see the order in it.
I thought I did 1000x better than the guy that went after me, because he made the unfortunate choice to try to condense an explanation predictive English syllable structure in 15 minutes. And while portions of my discussion were speculative and my data sheet had errors, his data sheet was flatly contradictory.
That night Margo wanted us to meet and greet her girlfriend, who was flying in for spring break. I thought we were meeting at the Runcible Spoon an hour earlier than we were actually going to, so I had some spare time. Since Vintage Phoenix ( the comic book shop ) and Boxcar Books are both on 6th street, and indeed Boxcar Books is right next door to the Runcible Spoon I poked about in those two stores.
I was still early for the meeting, but B had also arrived early so I chilled with her on the back porch of the restaurant while we waited for Margo and the guest of honor Sarah. Since I was bundled up, I was just slightly frozen from the chin to where my trusty IU ( ball cap ) hat perched.
It went from us two to about ten very quickly, and I had a great time. I went halfvies with Becca, so we shared our ravioli and breakfast sandwich. It was all very good. The company was much better - though my slice of apple pie, which I very pointedly shared only a bite of with Athena, was one of the most delicious things I have ever tasted.
After paid my bill, I got trapped next to the counter by the other girls, so I had to wait until everyone else filled out -- and then ended up at Becky's to hang out as everyone thought I was going anyway. Also good time, as there was impromptu yoga and the retelling of relationship drama which explained some awkwardness that was bubbling though dinner. We also played I never, which is a joke for me because I never do anything so it became a running gag when people said something really outrageous was that I was finally taking a sip.
Since I hadn't slept in about thirty hours I was a wee-bit silly that also had people asking what the hell was in Becky's water. As I was a bit stiff and sitting up straight hurts my back, I ended upside down on the counch and so on.
In the end, had a good time but didn't sleep for thirty nine hours. I was going to do laundry, but I took a nap as soon as I got home instead, so my sleep total is about 14 hours so far.
Also during the presentation, the professor made the comment that it was interesting choice of attempting to find regularity in an area that seemingly had none. Which is odd, because I think one of the bedrock assumptions of science was to look into chaos and see the order in it.
I thought I did 1000x better than the guy that went after me, because he made the unfortunate choice to try to condense an explanation predictive English syllable structure in 15 minutes. And while portions of my discussion were speculative and my data sheet had errors, his data sheet was flatly contradictory.
That night Margo wanted us to meet and greet her girlfriend, who was flying in for spring break. I thought we were meeting at the Runcible Spoon an hour earlier than we were actually going to, so I had some spare time. Since Vintage Phoenix ( the comic book shop ) and Boxcar Books are both on 6th street, and indeed Boxcar Books is right next door to the Runcible Spoon I poked about in those two stores.
I was still early for the meeting, but B had also arrived early so I chilled with her on the back porch of the restaurant while we waited for Margo and the guest of honor Sarah. Since I was bundled up, I was just slightly frozen from the chin to where my trusty IU ( ball cap ) hat perched.
It went from us two to about ten very quickly, and I had a great time. I went halfvies with Becca, so we shared our ravioli and breakfast sandwich. It was all very good. The company was much better - though my slice of apple pie, which I very pointedly shared only a bite of with Athena, was one of the most delicious things I have ever tasted.
After paid my bill, I got trapped next to the counter by the other girls, so I had to wait until everyone else filled out -- and then ended up at Becky's to hang out as everyone thought I was going anyway. Also good time, as there was impromptu yoga and the retelling of relationship drama which explained some awkwardness that was bubbling though dinner. We also played I never, which is a joke for me because I never do anything so it became a running gag when people said something really outrageous was that I was finally taking a sip.
Since I hadn't slept in about thirty hours I was a wee-bit silly that also had people asking what the hell was in Becky's water. As I was a bit stiff and sitting up straight hurts my back, I ended upside down on the counch and so on.
In the end, had a good time but didn't sleep for thirty nine hours. I was going to do laundry, but I took a nap as soon as I got home instead, so my sleep total is about 14 hours so far.
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Mar. 5th, 2009 11:25 pmSomehow, I never tire of complaining that it is ridiculously hot in my room. This is mostly the fault of the heating system that is not reactive to the temperature outside, so it's pumping out the same amount of hot hair now when it's 61 degrees than it pumped out when it was 15 degrees.
Luckily, I can turn on the air conditioner for a little bit. I'd just open the window, but I've tried several times over the last three years and I haven't gotten it open yet.
Luckily, I can turn on the air conditioner for a little bit. I'd just open the window, but I've tried several times over the last three years and I haven't gotten it open yet.
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Feb. 26th, 2009 10:33 pmI sorted some adminstrative things with the school today, and went to the library to look for things for my presentation, and ate. My life is thrilling, so:
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Because there is so much I could do, and after several hours of plowing though Old/Middle/Modern English grammars I'm planning to do tomorrow, I'm afraid I'll just decide to nap instead. = )
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Because there is so much I could do, and after several hours of plowing though Old/Middle/Modern English grammars I'm planning to do tomorrow, I'm afraid I'll just decide to nap instead. = )
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Feb. 22nd, 2009 04:44 amI have internet! Because I couldn't sleep I decided to log on to the computer and check my internet connection. For the last couple of days, I've not been able to connect to the internet, and after calling the IT hotline twice it was guessed that there was someone getting my IP address.
So loging in at 4:30 AM totally netted me my own IP address! It is very sad how happy I am not having to go to a computer lab to check email. Yesterday I thought to cut out the number of times I ventured out, since it was snowy/slushy, and went to the computer lab in Wright.
When I came back to my room? I looked in the mirror and saw that my lips were a lovely shade of blue. I knew the place was frigid, but I didn't think it was THAT cold.
So loging in at 4:30 AM totally netted me my own IP address! It is very sad how happy I am not having to go to a computer lab to check email. Yesterday I thought to cut out the number of times I ventured out, since it was snowy/slushy, and went to the computer lab in Wright.
When I came back to my room? I looked in the mirror and saw that my lips were a lovely shade of blue. I knew the place was frigid, but I didn't think it was THAT cold.
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Feb. 18th, 2009 10:57 pmNext time I have some spare time, I need to go jeans shopping. My favorite pair of jeans ( that became so after my previous favorite had become unwearable from poison ivy ) just ripped. This would not be so horrible if it had not ripped right under my butt, which makes them both unwearable and difficult ( for me ) to mend because the stresses in the fabric there would cause the stitches to wear out really quickly. Plus the seams look half ready to go and it's just time.
So, shopping. On my to-do list! I'll probably get to it sometime in mid-May, or when I have only two pairs of jeans left, what ever comes first. = )
So, shopping. On my to-do list! I'll probably get to it sometime in mid-May, or when I have only two pairs of jeans left, what ever comes first. = )
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Feb. 2nd, 2009 02:32 pmAs a "Sodom is for Lovers" shirt reminded me, I've yet to talk about the third and last day of Pride. ( Tally ho! )
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Jan. 28th, 2009 11:35 amCampus is closed for the rest of the day. No Language Structure for the rest of the week. = (
But I did finish registering for the Midwest BLGTACC, that's taking place here February 13-15. And since I get to go for free and not pay the $60 registration fee, it's even more awesome.
Speaking of money and awesome, I heard back from Amazon. I ordered something from their Marketplace at the beginning of December, and never heard back from the seller where my books went. Today, Amazon refunded my payment, so now I have $30 that I didn't have yesterday.
I'm still going to tromp half way across town to get my ticket for the film festival today. After I tromp over to Wright to get something to eat!
But I did finish registering for the Midwest BLGTACC, that's taking place here February 13-15. And since I get to go for free and not pay the $60 registration fee, it's even more awesome.
Speaking of money and awesome, I heard back from Amazon. I ordered something from their Marketplace at the beginning of December, and never heard back from the seller where my books went. Today, Amazon refunded my payment, so now I have $30 that I didn't have yesterday.
I'm still going to tromp half way across town to get my ticket for the film festival today. After I tromp over to Wright to get something to eat!
Campus Yay! but the Rest is About Gay
Jan. 28th, 2009 08:25 amCampus is closed until noon. This hasn't happened since freshman year! I may have done a one woman congo line down the hallway in celebration.
We didn't have a GLU meeting last Monday due to the holiday, so this week we were 300x crazier. We did a five minute activity in about an hour! But we resolved to have meetings in another location on the next federal holiday that takes our day.
And Bible Study with Sophie and others is being moved to Tuesday as one of the other girls can't make Mondays. This is awesome, because Bible study ended at the same time that GUL began.
Though I do have to buy my ticket for the Pride Film Festival - but since the box office isn't even open until noon, I think it should work. I just hope the weather starts clearing up for tomorrow so the all of the out-of-towners can come. It looks like it should, but I'm crossing my fingers anyway.
We didn't have a GLU meeting last Monday due to the holiday, so this week we were 300x crazier. We did a five minute activity in about an hour! But we resolved to have meetings in another location on the next federal holiday that takes our day.
And Bible Study with Sophie and others is being moved to Tuesday as one of the other girls can't make Mondays. This is awesome, because Bible study ended at the same time that GUL began.
Though I do have to buy my ticket for the Pride Film Festival - but since the box office isn't even open until noon, I think it should work. I just hope the weather starts clearing up for tomorrow so the all of the out-of-towners can come. It looks like it should, but I'm crossing my fingers anyway.
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Jan. 19th, 2009 02:06 pmSince Obama asked nicely for people to volunteer on MLK Day, and made his people build a website to advertise places that need volunteers, guess what I did today!
There was a children's activity day at the library, and since I went to a weekly story time/craft project in Chittenago at my public library, I did my service thing there. The library in Bloomington is much, much bigger than the library I had in Chittenago though. The entire Sullvian Community library would fit into the children's section, minus the peaked roof.
My job was at the button station, where I spent most of my time making sure that the toddlers didn't draw on only one or two pieces of paper instead of half of the stack. There was a very odd mixture of buttons, though. Half of them were community is love buttons with hearts or stars on them. Then their artist got a scene of humor, and started drawing more elaborated one with Martin Luther King Junior quote, like a boat on a wave and two squid holding hands. There were the just werid ones with flowers growing out of a dinosaur's head, and tentecles coming out of a flower pot.
Then the guy just lost the plot. The finale was a guillotine that said "if a man hasn't discovered something he will die for, he isn't fit to live." Even if it is a verbatim quote from King, this is for a children's craft time.
I pulled out the guillotine ones, because I didn't want the parents freaking out that their toddler is coloring an execution device. Not that most parents would notice, as my favorite button says "We have guided missiles and misguided men." The parents called it a rocket ship, but it's pretty damn clear it's an ICBM.
So I helped color heats, met some new fun people, then got fed really good pizza from Uncle D's New York Pizzeria. Onion and tomato, with feta cheese sprinkled over the top after it comes out of the onion. Yum!
Also, everyone over the age of five was so freaking happy to see Obama sworn in tomorrow. Two things over heard sums it up pretty well: "In 23 hours Obama will be president!" and "I'm so happy that my country doesn't torture anymore!"
There was a children's activity day at the library, and since I went to a weekly story time/craft project in Chittenago at my public library, I did my service thing there. The library in Bloomington is much, much bigger than the library I had in Chittenago though. The entire Sullvian Community library would fit into the children's section, minus the peaked roof.
My job was at the button station, where I spent most of my time making sure that the toddlers didn't draw on only one or two pieces of paper instead of half of the stack. There was a very odd mixture of buttons, though. Half of them were community is love buttons with hearts or stars on them. Then their artist got a scene of humor, and started drawing more elaborated one with Martin Luther King Junior quote, like a boat on a wave and two squid holding hands. There were the just werid ones with flowers growing out of a dinosaur's head, and tentecles coming out of a flower pot.
Then the guy just lost the plot. The finale was a guillotine that said "if a man hasn't discovered something he will die for, he isn't fit to live." Even if it is a verbatim quote from King, this is for a children's craft time.
I pulled out the guillotine ones, because I didn't want the parents freaking out that their toddler is coloring an execution device. Not that most parents would notice, as my favorite button says "We have guided missiles and misguided men." The parents called it a rocket ship, but it's pretty damn clear it's an ICBM.
So I helped color heats, met some new fun people, then got fed really good pizza from Uncle D's New York Pizzeria. Onion and tomato, with feta cheese sprinkled over the top after it comes out of the onion. Yum!
Also, everyone over the age of five was so freaking happy to see Obama sworn in tomorrow. Two things over heard sums it up pretty well: "In 23 hours Obama will be president!" and "I'm so happy that my country doesn't torture anymore!"
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Dec. 19th, 2008 04:42 pmI messed up on my final and identified a passage coming from Euripides' Medea than Sophocles' Antigone, though I gave pretty strong arguments for it saying it refered to the hubris of man in conquering the sea with sailing ships in a "what hast thou wrought?" way like the reaction of nuclear weapons. The arrogance of their superior navy would eventually lead to their downfall in the Peloponnese War.
On walking back from my final, I did see a rather awesome sight: there was a red-tailed hawk feeding on a chipmunk about ten feet away from where I was standing. Predatory birds are espeically good, because Bloomington is overrun with squirrels and chipmunks.
On walking back from my final, I did see a rather awesome sight: there was a red-tailed hawk feeding on a chipmunk about ten feet away from where I was standing. Predatory birds are espeically good, because Bloomington is overrun with squirrels and chipmunks.
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Nov. 21st, 2008 04:22 pmSigns that you're on livejournal way too much: you have a recipe book just for swaps, and you don't even cook.
I went to Lesbopalooza, but it wasn't that great. I didn't like the entertainment: I don't like the music, I don't like drag, and they had it so amped up I could hear the music two hundred feet away though two locked doors in a very solidly constructed building. The panels I found rather meh as well: gallery showing of five pieces of art, a stich'n'bitch, and a speaker on sexual health and poetry.
The sexual health talk was the most interesting,. The presenter showed the 5000 different ways you can create your own dental dams, as the cost of a dental dam is twice to quadrupedal the amount that regular condoms. Plus, female condoms are ridiculously expensive. The most creative was a fruit roll-up, but the most practical seemed to be to modify some non-powdered rubber gloves. Her putting a condom on with your mouth trick was the best thing, though, especially since the ones they were giving out were the extra-lubed kind. She grumbled a bit about probably getting lube all over her pants when she was finished, then did it anyway. The lube on the pants was because the phallus substitute she could find was her fingers - and the immediate reaction to gunk all over your hands is to wipe it off on her jeans.
The poetry talk was originally supposed to be a workshop, but then the speaker changed her mind because she was tired from fronting her band, and just talked shop. Mostly a mixture of things I already knew ( Make time to write everyday! There is no money in poetry! ) and things I wasn't particularly interested in ( Performance poetry style, which does not include the performance of sonnets. )
On the following Friday, which was last week, there was a Queers and Schmeers mixer. No sign of Katie, but I actually knew people this time, so it all balances out. I still got prettied up for the event, as... well, because I want to get prettied up for something, and a once a month activity sounds good for that sort of thing.
"Spiritual Discussion" group with Sophie and two other is still going on for Tuesdays. We've been talking about John. I think most people that are talked of and are not Jesus are morons. My favorite is someone asking Jesus to provide food, like the mana that appeared in the desert, when Jesus was doing exactly that less than two hours ago.
I did skip the talk that was right after spiritual discussion about the gay and religion, as I was tired and didn't want to play anymore.
Annnd, that brings us up to today. I have about six Greek dramas to read to pick out any allusions to ( the then ) current affairs. The first was rather easy: there was a plague going on in Athens, and Oedipus the King opens with plague ravaging the city amongst other horrors.
I went to Lesbopalooza, but it wasn't that great. I didn't like the entertainment: I don't like the music, I don't like drag, and they had it so amped up I could hear the music two hundred feet away though two locked doors in a very solidly constructed building. The panels I found rather meh as well: gallery showing of five pieces of art, a stich'n'bitch, and a speaker on sexual health and poetry.
The sexual health talk was the most interesting,. The presenter showed the 5000 different ways you can create your own dental dams, as the cost of a dental dam is twice to quadrupedal the amount that regular condoms. Plus, female condoms are ridiculously expensive. The most creative was a fruit roll-up, but the most practical seemed to be to modify some non-powdered rubber gloves. Her putting a condom on with your mouth trick was the best thing, though, especially since the ones they were giving out were the extra-lubed kind. She grumbled a bit about probably getting lube all over her pants when she was finished, then did it anyway. The lube on the pants was because the phallus substitute she could find was her fingers - and the immediate reaction to gunk all over your hands is to wipe it off on her jeans.
The poetry talk was originally supposed to be a workshop, but then the speaker changed her mind because she was tired from fronting her band, and just talked shop. Mostly a mixture of things I already knew ( Make time to write everyday! There is no money in poetry! ) and things I wasn't particularly interested in ( Performance poetry style, which does not include the performance of sonnets. )
On the following Friday, which was last week, there was a Queers and Schmeers mixer. No sign of Katie, but I actually knew people this time, so it all balances out. I still got prettied up for the event, as... well, because I want to get prettied up for something, and a once a month activity sounds good for that sort of thing.
"Spiritual Discussion" group with Sophie and two other is still going on for Tuesdays. We've been talking about John. I think most people that are talked of and are not Jesus are morons. My favorite is someone asking Jesus to provide food, like the mana that appeared in the desert, when Jesus was doing exactly that less than two hours ago.
I did skip the talk that was right after spiritual discussion about the gay and religion, as I was tired and didn't want to play anymore.
Annnd, that brings us up to today. I have about six Greek dramas to read to pick out any allusions to ( the then ) current affairs. The first was rather easy: there was a plague going on in Athens, and Oedipus the King opens with plague ravaging the city amongst other horrors.