Sunday's trip was to Southern Delaware. (Camden, Greenwood, Seaford, Blades, and Laurel) I started off with a few geocaches but then switched to munzee when I ran out. There were some nice places along the way, such as Lofland Park with a view of the river near a hospital in Seaford. However, I thought Nylon Capital was a little sad. It seems this shopping center is pretty much dead now and most of the shopping nowadays is out by US-13 instead of in town. (Also, Seaford has moved past nylon but that's another matter.)
( The munzees... )
( The caches... )
If it is the latter, it might be addressed by bringing things up to the organizations that run the events: let them know that there's something missing for long-time supporters and members. Perhaps they need injections of new ideas and a few "hard lefts" to try out new things.
If it is the former, I would need to break out of my shell of expected behavior and complacency and try something new at each.
Breaking out of my shell is the most difficult of these things. I'm a creature of habit, to be certain, and not one for rocking the boat. That "rocking the boat" part, though, underlines why speaking up to the organizers is also difficult.
Day One of Pride, this year, was fantastic. I was very cautious, with my back being out, about not walking too far without sitting down. I was careful not to twist at the waist or use my abdominals (as my chiropractor recommended). As a result, I was able to make it all the way around the lake without much trouble. I enjoyed a lovely brunch with my friends at The Bird (they had a fantastic take on a Cobb Salad) and better weather than I could have hoped for during the rest of the day.
Day Two of Pride was strictly the Parade. I got there early, again, at 7:30 in the morning to claim a spot in front of the State Theater. I've been doing that for (I think) at least a decade, now. Within twenty minutes of my arrival, more groups started showing up, putting down chairs and blankets. Yes, the parade starts at 11:00am but you really do need to get there, early, in order to get good, curb-side seating.
My back acted up, the most, during this time. If I do this next year, I'll need to bring a pillow to line the hard, metal legs of the canvas chair, with. (They press into my legs, something fierce, at the sides.)
After the Parade was Bucca di Beppo and their food was excellent, as always.
But, then, I hobbled back to the car and drove home to rest and recuperate.
Overall, I enjoyed Pride but it felt a bit hollow and rote. Some of that I blame on my physical condition; I kept checking the time as my lower back pains grew more intense. I kept getting ideas for marching groups (as I used to do for the Witches' Informational Network, back in the day) and pondering how to make the Parade more meaningful to me. The same went for pondering the various conventions, coming up, and my role in them.
By the three-hour-mark, I was exhausted. All the gay had been wrung out of me and I felt momentarily straight.
That's a joke.
But when something becomes an endurance test -for any reason- it should be something that gets reconsidered. I feel badly when I miss things that are a part of my life (and Pride is definitely a part of my life) but if it comes at the expense of feeling like a chore rather than an experience, I think I need to weigh it, carefully. Perhaps, next year, I'll do Pride differently. Maybe I'll go to the celebration in a different state; turn it into a holiday or something. Maybe I'll volunteer with the Geek Partnership Society and Minnesota Furs to help organize and plan their marching group. I dunno, though. For the past two years, I've been trying to reduce my participation due to the stress it puts me under.
So, yeah: that's where I stand right now. I'm not sure what to do, exactly.
That's not a bad thing but it is an impediment to moving forward. That's why I'm writing this down ... so I can look back on it and remind myself that something is in need of being done. I want to live an up-beat and positive life. I want to have these conventions and events and communities a part of my life. I'm just not certain how to do it.
But I'll figure it out.
Anthrocon! There's nothing like the refreshing feeling of coolness on a hot summer's day. The miracle of R134a is... What now??
Yeah, yeah, old joke. I'll be making a rare (these days) appearance at AC this year, as it'll be the first time in 7 years that I've attended.
So, what can you expect from me there? Absolutely nothing! No lame-o "air guitar" fursuit performances, no half-arsed attempts at singing "Rock And Roll All Night" accompanied by an Autoharp, not even outbidding The Gneech on Vince Suzukawa's artwork in the Charity Auction! No, I'll just be some old, limping fat man wandering around the con making people whisper "who's that old fat weirdo with the flat cap and Hawaiian shirt? Best not make eye contact with him!"
Although, if you DO recognize me, please make a proper introduction. I'm totally useless at remembering names and faces. Coming up to me out of the blue and saying "Hi Punk! Remember me?" will be rewarded with a horrified look while my mind goes "Oh shit! Who is this person?? I don't know this guy from Adam, yet he knows me... Quick, look for a name badge or something... DAMN his badge is flipped over... Uhh... Uhhh...." then try to start up a conversation using terms like "Hey, guy, it's been a long time," or "Dude! It's been ages" and not once using your name BECAUSE I'M GARBAGE WITH NAMES AND FACES!! Making me play the Guessing Game with you is flat-out cruel to me, so please don't do that. I haven't seen many of you since FurFright 2013 (if you attended that con) or longer, so please don't be insulted if I don't remember you; it's just the way my brain works (or in this case, doesn't work).
So there you have it. I'll be around AC for the duration doing my own thing. See you there!
What gets my attention is this detail as quoted:
"The British Columbia Supreme Court approved her suit, but the provincial Court of Appeal stayed the case, saying it should properly be pursued in California, where Facebook has its head office.
In its 4-3 split decision, however, the Supreme Court found the clause unenforceable."
From Michael Geist:
That also sounds like "giving up" to me ... like I'm not trying to find the good in things. I really don't know.
But it's something to consider.
Gay - Erotic Romance
File Size: 927 KB
Print Length: 61 pages
Publication Date: February 17, 2017
Amazon: Silken Isobel Starling
Matthew Fisher loved being a dancer, but his ten-year ballet career came to an abrupt end with a knee injury. He had to find a new way to make a living, and luckily, his sister was friends with Annabelle Ramsay-Aiken, only daughter of property magnate Sir James Aiken. She arranged an interview, and six months on the job training saw Matthew stepping out as a real estate agent for Aiken Luxury Lettings. Now, instead of stretching at the barre, Matthew spends his days inspecting the vacant London homes of their rich and famous clients.
Losing his dance career had left a huge hole in Matthew’s heart, and to fill it Matthew began a Tumblr blog dedicated to his fetish for wearing lingerie. He wanted to give his followers the impression he lived a charmed life, so decided to use A.L.L properties as locations for erotic photo shoots.
One of his online followers presses all of Matthew's buttons, and a long distance, online Dom/sub relationship develops between them. But when the relationship suddenly moves from online fantasy to real life... can Matthew really submit?
N.B - This story contains graphic descriptions of gay sex, BDSM, and cross-dressing,
I suspect this is fixable, but it might take a bit longer than I'd like.
Gay - Fantasy
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books (December 13, 2016)
Amazon: Tartarus Eric Andrews-Katz
Long ago, the Olympian Gods conquered and nearly destroyed an earlier race known as the Titans. Echidna, Mother of Monsters, was imprisoned in Tartarus. Centuries later, she has escaped. Entering the modern world, Echidna finds the old Gods are gone, and vows to destroy every descendant of the Olympians.
In the contemporary Pacific Northwest, Adrian and Annelise have lived comfortably--unaware of their Olympian birthright and its significance. When Adrian is introduced to Zack, sparks fly and their initial contact slowly turns to romance.
Echidna unleashes a brutal attack and Zack reveals his Divine lineage. Now he must teach the twins about their own heritage, and how to wield their unique powers for the battle to come. The final battle between Titans and Olympians will be held in the Underworld. Modern weapons have no place and only magic can prevail.
Gay - Erotica
Paperback: 280 pages
Publisher: Unzipped Books (April 28, 2017)
Amazon: Consent: Bondage Tales Jeff Mann
According to the third edition of The Mann Dictionary of Savage Intimacy, consent is defined as ''compliance in expectation of being ravished while bound.'' Lauded by both the National Leather Association-International and Lambda Literary Awards, Mann writes stories--perhaps even true tales--that produce dangerous levels of testosterone, vigor, and seminal fluids. But the author's favorite trophies do not hang on the wall--though they are often well-hung--but are kept trussed atop the bed in anticipation of consent.
Gay - Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Lethe Press (September 3, 2016)
Amazon: Country Jeff Mann
Brice Brown sings about loyalty and broken hearts, the earnestness of being a proud Southerner, yet his popular country music lyrics are misdirection because Brice has kept hidden his attraction to men for all his life. But when a former lover--and band member--goes to the press with the truth, Brice finds himself sick of all the lies and returning to the sanctuary of his West Virginian hometown. The neighbors who used to be proud of the local boy made good now turn on him. His record label cancels contracts, his wife files for divorce, and he finds himself disgraced and despondent.
But then Brice learns from a fan that there is a compound in central West Virginia run by a man who has helped troubled gay youth overcome their self-loathing. Brice takes a chance at redemption at the forest retreat. There he meets Lucas, the handyman at the compound, who simmers with resentment at his past, angry at how he sees his future will be. While Brice thinks that Lucas is attracted to him both men are suffering. Can they rise above the condemnations the world has given them and find something meaningful...together?
The second, I am happy to have not been offered, based solely on the feedback I was offered. I was told that my answers to two questions seemed vague and not related to the questions. One example was my answer to the question "Give an example of when you provided excellent customer service."
Except I was never asked that question. I was asked "Tell me about your customer service experience."
Those are not the same question. I expect to try to figure out what a user wants/needs from poor information, not a manager who's been in the job 17 years. If that was the kind of "leadership" I was going to experience had I been offered the job, I wouldn't have lasted 6 months.
Back to the hunt.
"A bit of legal arcana, as I recall," Corydalis answered. "They're trying to create a legal definition of a person."
"... isn't there one already?"
"Not as such. If I understand correctly -- realize this is not my field of expertise -- it's a matter of common law. Everyone knows what a person is when you see one, so you don't need to define one. It's surprisingly hard to define 'person' in a way that encapsulates everyone you'd want to define as a person without including things that you don't. A senile shapechanger trapped in their feline form, for instance, is clearly still a person. But a cat who can't shapeshift is just as clearly not. A mute elf is a person and a parrot isn't. You can say 'anyone born to members of the four races', but would that mean that if I don't know my parentage, I'm not a person? What if my parents don't know their parentage? Does the government issue documents at birth that certify personhood and do you stop qualifying as a person if you don't have one?"
Smoke blanched. "That sounds nightmarish. Why don't they just leave it as a matter of common law? Then the courts can decide on a case-by-case basis where they have all the specifics before them, right? Did a court rule that some person oughtn't have the rights of a person and they're trying to make sure it doesn't happen again?"
"No, not so far as I am aware. But some legislators, Lord Sky among them, believe that the absence of a consistent legal standard of 'person' opens a path to corruption and people registering their dogs to vote or somesuch." Corydalis's lips twitched as he tried not to smile. "I am inclined to agree with you that the matter is best left to individual judges to interpret as needful, and perhaps not the best to present Lord Sky's position that the legislature must weigh in upon the subject. But the matter is outside of my bailiwick."
"Mm. Mine too, I suppose." Smoke contemplated the subject. "Why would anyone want to make their notes disappear? Is it a very controversial subject?"
Corydalis waggled the fingers of one hand. "It has the potential to be. Several legislators are strongly opposed to Lord Sky or anyone else working on the subject. But it's not even a bill in committee yet, just a topic that he's thinking about presenting a bill upon. It is a long, long way from becoming law. I don't even know what his group's working definition is, but judging by the volume of their notes, they are putting a lot of thought into it beforehand."
"So you don't know what incident motivated them to start work on this bill?"
Corydalis shook his head. "Or if there was an incident, for that matter. Sometimes legislators look for things that could become problems in the future and address them now."
"Not yet. Did Hawthorne say how things had been rearranged?"
Try to get conversation back to whether he usually meets everyone who works at Courthall
Ask if there've been any other odd events like this one.
Stop talking shop and get personal
Author's note: I have a document of the Dreamwidth installments of PollRPG to date, if you've lost track of the story or want a more convenient place to look things up then the DW page.
Oil leaking from the base of the cylinder where it meets the motor case. Which is the exact same issue as before, only it's even worse.
They are talking about possibly a whole new engine at this point, which I would be okay with.
Aren't motorcycles fun? :D