It's been a while since I've blogged, but not for lack of things to say. Sadly, I just haven't felt like writing much. It's one by-product of being stupidly busy. I've also been a bit put off. It's a cyclical thing-- I blog a lot, then I don't blog for a while, then I come back to it again. This time, my lack of blogging was outwardly inspired: As some of you know, I recently celebrated the milestone of receiving my first nastygram about blog content. I can't share the details, but I will say that the overall experience was alternately hilarious and completely disheartening. It's been over and done with for a while, and while I'm not really proud that I didn't better defend myself, I ultimately feel more enlightened.
Justin and I are progressing wonderfully on our marathon training. Last weekend we put off our 15 mile run until Monday evening, when it was near freezing and raining, but made good time despite the dark and damp (2:35:23). Today we clocked 1:20 for 8 miles. I'm hoping we can maintain the 10 minute mile for the marathon. If we can, I'll beat my last PR by an hour. I'm more in favor of factoring an extra half hour for God knows what.
This weekend has been lovely and relaxing. We turned down an invitation to go to Vancouver with Tom & Amy in favor of actually spending a little time being homebodies and leaving ourselves open to taking things as they came our way. Too often, we get tied up in weekend activities and errands, which means we don't get any time to chill.
We spent all of last weekend involved in Max's two-day intensive bondage workshop (NSFW), learning all the knotwork and rigging required to safely do suspension bondage. It was a great experience to share-- very intimate, somewhat strenuous, and a LOT of fun. But at a staggering 13 hours (6.5 each day, plus lunch), we didn't have any time left for much else.
Weekends like that are the reason I've been enjoying sleeping late and taking it easy. Yesterday, we biked to Ballard and ate lunch at Oaxaca, which has the most amazing mole pork I've ever eaten. It ranks up there in the top 10 things I've ever eaten anywhere... but I think the Hokkaido Sea Scallops from Chez Shea still top it. Justin had Christmas gift cards at both Second Ascent and Vertical World, so we spent some time spending free cash on rock climbing gear, some of which will be used for suspension bondage and some of which will be actually used to climb rocks. Heh.
I just got a Macbook Pro to replace the Dell craptop my work gave me-- and though this MBP is from last summer and is a loaner until my newer, better one gets here, it's already 500 times better. When my Adobe CS software arrives, I'll be completely computer-blissed. :D
I'm sitting now in Chocolati Cafe in Wallingford, working on some card designs and blogging intermittently while Justin studies with some of his nursing cohort. His lovely mom is taking us out to dinner in half an hour. We're short one car because Justin finally got around to putting his Mazda in the shop to repair the damage from the collision last fall. It won't be back until next Tuesday, but for some reason I keep forgetting it's gone. The fact that we have no car pops into my head only frequently enough to keep me from actually trying to drive anywhere-- but infrequently enough that I've had to cancel several plans I made over the last week because I forgot it was gone. It took me until half an hour before my guitar lesson (when I was getting changed to leave) to realize that there was no way for me to get there. Hurr.
Finally, let me share a little bit of time-wasting Internet fun. Last week, I read this CNN.com article: Asian Americans condemn 'Why I Hate Blacks' column. I decided that I just had to see what he had written, so I googled his name. Thus began my intrepid journey. The column is available reprinted at various blogs (google it yourself), as are the other humorless rants he's written. But what really struck me weren't the columns but the other google results. Apparently Eng is an author. He keeps a wonderful blog (not really) at Amazon. And he's written nearly 98% of the positive reviews for his own completely insane book. The farther down the rabbit hole I went, the weirder it got. Apparently Eng promoted his book an Asimov forums under other names as well, stating it was better than the entire Wheel of Time series. I really can't vouch for Robert Jordan but... uh... still. His sociopathic ramblings reached IGN comics when he emailed someone there last year. This hilarious exchange followed. The icing on the cake is that Eng is also a self-described "ardent furry fanatic," as he admits in this crazy-ass press release. But really, to get a true glimpse of his genius, read this interview in ForeWord Magazine. It still has me laughing.
These two posts in Wired's Table of Malcontents sum up the insanity better than I ever could:
The Narrative Stylings of Kenneth Eng, God
The Church of Kenneth Eng, God
If you read anything, read those. Trust me, it's worth it. I never thought after reading that article on CNN.com, I'd end up... here.
Posted on March 04, 2007 @ 4:19 PM | 1 comments
Justin and I are progressing wonderfully on our marathon training. Last weekend we put off our 15 mile run until Monday evening, when it was near freezing and raining, but made good time despite the dark and damp (2:35:23). Today we clocked 1:20 for 8 miles. I'm hoping we can maintain the 10 minute mile for the marathon. If we can, I'll beat my last PR by an hour. I'm more in favor of factoring an extra half hour for God knows what.
This weekend has been lovely and relaxing. We turned down an invitation to go to Vancouver with Tom & Amy in favor of actually spending a little time being homebodies and leaving ourselves open to taking things as they came our way. Too often, we get tied up in weekend activities and errands, which means we don't get any time to chill.
We spent all of last weekend involved in Max's two-day intensive bondage workshop (NSFW), learning all the knotwork and rigging required to safely do suspension bondage. It was a great experience to share-- very intimate, somewhat strenuous, and a LOT of fun. But at a staggering 13 hours (6.5 each day, plus lunch), we didn't have any time left for much else.
Weekends like that are the reason I've been enjoying sleeping late and taking it easy. Yesterday, we biked to Ballard and ate lunch at Oaxaca, which has the most amazing mole pork I've ever eaten. It ranks up there in the top 10 things I've ever eaten anywhere... but I think the Hokkaido Sea Scallops from Chez Shea still top it. Justin had Christmas gift cards at both Second Ascent and Vertical World, so we spent some time spending free cash on rock climbing gear, some of which will be used for suspension bondage and some of which will be actually used to climb rocks. Heh.
I just got a Macbook Pro to replace the Dell craptop my work gave me-- and though this MBP is from last summer and is a loaner until my newer, better one gets here, it's already 500 times better. When my Adobe CS software arrives, I'll be completely computer-blissed. :D
I'm sitting now in Chocolati Cafe in Wallingford, working on some card designs and blogging intermittently while Justin studies with some of his nursing cohort. His lovely mom is taking us out to dinner in half an hour. We're short one car because Justin finally got around to putting his Mazda in the shop to repair the damage from the collision last fall. It won't be back until next Tuesday, but for some reason I keep forgetting it's gone. The fact that we have no car pops into my head only frequently enough to keep me from actually trying to drive anywhere-- but infrequently enough that I've had to cancel several plans I made over the last week because I forgot it was gone. It took me until half an hour before my guitar lesson (when I was getting changed to leave) to realize that there was no way for me to get there. Hurr.
Finally, let me share a little bit of time-wasting Internet fun. Last week, I read this CNN.com article: Asian Americans condemn 'Why I Hate Blacks' column. I decided that I just had to see what he had written, so I googled his name. Thus began my intrepid journey. The column is available reprinted at various blogs (google it yourself), as are the other humorless rants he's written. But what really struck me weren't the columns but the other google results. Apparently Eng is an author. He keeps a wonderful blog (not really) at Amazon. And he's written nearly 98% of the positive reviews for his own completely insane book. The farther down the rabbit hole I went, the weirder it got. Apparently Eng promoted his book an Asimov forums under other names as well, stating it was better than the entire Wheel of Time series. I really can't vouch for Robert Jordan but... uh... still. His sociopathic ramblings reached IGN comics when he emailed someone there last year. This hilarious exchange followed. The icing on the cake is that Eng is also a self-described "ardent furry fanatic," as he admits in this crazy-ass press release. But really, to get a true glimpse of his genius, read this interview in ForeWord Magazine. It still has me laughing.
These two posts in Wired's Table of Malcontents sum up the insanity better than I ever could:
The Narrative Stylings of Kenneth Eng, God
The Church of Kenneth Eng, God
If you read anything, read those. Trust me, it's worth it. I never thought after reading that article on CNN.com, I'd end up... here.
Posted on March 04, 2007 @ 4:19 PM | 1 comments
Comments:
Two thumbs down if it wasn't a singing nastygram. Srsly, the lack of creativity these days... *tsk tsk tsk*
Hopefully you can forget and move on from the silly nastygram asshattery. Your energy can be so much better spent on other things. Like holyshitwererunninganothermarathonrealsoonweeeee!
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Rachel, at
2:48 PM, March 05, 2007
