Confessions of a dork
Oct. 6th, 2003 12:59 pmConfession the first: I've been deciding what to do, both at work and in my free time, with the help of random number generators. I make a list, alternating fun things and chores, and either roll dice (at home) or use www.random.org (at work, because the sound of a handful of dice rolling across a desktop is a) very loud, and b) would attract nearby jazz musicians like a pot of honey in a bear convention).
Confession the second: discovering that I can set up the exerbike in front of the TV and use the Playstation while I exercise has made a HUGE difference in my fitness level. If anyone asks, a boss fight burns about 100 calories.
Confession the third: Part of what I did this weekend was get ready to teach a workshop. That's not the dorky part. The dorky part is this: thinking of it not as a workshop but as a short LARP made planning much, much easier.
Confession the third, addendum: I did much of this planning while playing Morrowind at a friend's house in western Mass. On a comfy black leather couch. While eating cookies I'd baked the night before. With a sleeping dog on my lap. It was heaven.
Confession the fourth: I did not get back to Boston from my friends' house in western Mass until much later than I'd planned because of Morrowind being such a timesuck that I'd thought that a half hour had gone by when, in fact, four hours had.
Confession the fifth: Research for my current writing project includes such questions as: What IS Marvel Comics's "Vision" made out of, anyhow? Is he metallic or squishy? And, notwithstanding the fact he's a robot, if he fathered a child at the start of his super-hero career, how old would the child be now?
Confession the sixth: My first ever movie part (direct to DVD, but still) involves wearing a large cube over my head and running downhill screaming. I get the costume and sign the paperwork for this a day before finding out what part I'll be playing over the next few weekends at a Haunted Castle. It feels like most of my month will involve struggling to see out of tiny eyeholes.
Confession the sixth, addendum: the script for this movie is Oscar-worthy compared to some of the other local films I've looked at, then decided to run away from. It isn't the state of local filmmaking, no; it's the types of movies that perk my interest up until the point where I read the script.
Confession the second: discovering that I can set up the exerbike in front of the TV and use the Playstation while I exercise has made a HUGE difference in my fitness level. If anyone asks, a boss fight burns about 100 calories.
Confession the third: Part of what I did this weekend was get ready to teach a workshop. That's not the dorky part. The dorky part is this: thinking of it not as a workshop but as a short LARP made planning much, much easier.
Confession the third, addendum: I did much of this planning while playing Morrowind at a friend's house in western Mass. On a comfy black leather couch. While eating cookies I'd baked the night before. With a sleeping dog on my lap. It was heaven.
Confession the fourth: I did not get back to Boston from my friends' house in western Mass until much later than I'd planned because of Morrowind being such a timesuck that I'd thought that a half hour had gone by when, in fact, four hours had.
Confession the fifth: Research for my current writing project includes such questions as: What IS Marvel Comics's "Vision" made out of, anyhow? Is he metallic or squishy? And, notwithstanding the fact he's a robot, if he fathered a child at the start of his super-hero career, how old would the child be now?
Confession the sixth: My first ever movie part (direct to DVD, but still) involves wearing a large cube over my head and running downhill screaming. I get the costume and sign the paperwork for this a day before finding out what part I'll be playing over the next few weekends at a Haunted Castle. It feels like most of my month will involve struggling to see out of tiny eyeholes.
Confession the sixth, addendum: the script for this movie is Oscar-worthy compared to some of the other local films I've looked at, then decided to run away from. It isn't the state of local filmmaking, no; it's the types of movies that perk my interest up until the point where I read the script.
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Date: 2003-10-06 11:04 am (UTC)I get no chocolate.
I get no cookies.
I get no love.
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Date: 2003-10-06 12:34 pm (UTC)Besides, given your schedule, I would have to've hidden the cookies and chocolate between the pages of your textbooks. Which would have been messy.
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Date: 2003-10-06 01:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-06 11:18 am (UTC)I always figured he was squishy -- otherwise, Wanda must've had some serious armor fetishes.
So, if he first appeared in an issue in 1968... well, figure that Kitty Pryde first appeared in 1981 and has managed to age, what, six years since then? So any offspring of The Vision would be... mayyyybe... twelve. :)
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Date: 2003-10-06 11:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-06 11:35 am (UTC)"Go on, ask me how 'fully functional' I am again. Please?"
*smack* Down, Brain! Down, I say!
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Date: 2003-10-06 11:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-06 12:02 pm (UTC)Of course, I really enjoy the memory of someone finally noticing that Paradise Island was full of women. Who were there. For thousands. Of. Years. And Wonder Woman just saying, with a grin, "Why do you think we called it Paradise?"
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Date: 2003-10-20 08:40 am (UTC)Yes. Apparently they've managed to return to being friends... and, in the most recent issue, friends with "benefits."
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Date: 2003-10-06 11:39 am (UTC)(and gee, you're not talking about any ocular movies in the woods when you say kaiju is oscar-worthy in comparison, are you? there's a funny story about that one...)
and at least i know you didn't snub me yesterday. :^)
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Date: 2003-10-06 11:52 am (UTC)And gosh, what movie *could* I be thinking of? Although, to be fair, there are three that qualify. No, wait, there's that one with all the elves--okay, four.
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Date: 2003-10-06 12:00 pm (UTC)Planning, that's cool :)
My first ever movie part (direct to DVD, but still) involves wearing a large cube over my head and running downhill screaming. Don't even ASK about mine. Having bad sex would have beat it and I wouldn't have ended up with grass stains. How much do they make for porno anyway?
a pot of honey in a bear convention
Actually the theory is that bears are actually after the bee larvae since they are filled with protein goodness. (sort of like the rice crispie treats of the wild) :)
RE: Confession the first
Date: 2003-10-06 01:03 pm (UTC)Rutland, by the way, is a really dumb looking name for a town, if you stare at it for too long. Rutland.
Re: RE: Confession the first
Date: 2003-10-06 01:15 pm (UTC)Isn't Rutland the town that always had the huge Halloween celebration? I remember (Dorkly Confession #7) it was famous enough to even get an annual mention in DC Comics (The Freedom Fighters got turned into zombies during the parade, for example) during the seventies, which impressed the socks off me in elementary school.
Re: RE: Confession the first
Date: 2003-10-06 01:20 pm (UTC)No...at least, I didn't notice one in the 4 years I went to college there. Maybe you're thinking of Keene, NH? They have a big celebration, the most prominent part of which is the Jack-o-lantern display...the main street gets filled with hundreds of Jack-o-lanterns that people bring to display, all set up on stands and tiers. They have a parade and the stores all let the kids go trick or treating.
Re: RE: Confession the first
Date: 2003-10-06 04:11 pm (UTC)Also, as I'm sure you're aware, Vision and the Scarlet Witch /had/ kids, once...
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Date: 2003-10-07 06:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-06 06:38 pm (UTC)the amelie sigh was good. very very fucking good.
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Date: 2003-10-07 06:16 am (UTC)