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We're looking for someone to rent our upstairs bedroom. It comes with a private bathroom, all utilities and free hi-speed wireless. Small pets are okay if they don't mind sharing a house with our motley crew of animals. Pass it around if you know anyone who's interested.
Voting is hard So I got up at 5:30 this morning and went out to vote. I got to the polling place at 6 and got at the end of the line, behind about 20 people who were standing in a cheerful but cold and sleepy line outside of a locked door. 6 a.m. -- the door is locked. 6:05 a.m. -- the door is still locked. 6:10 a.m. -- the door is still locked. We all just stand there, shivering and smiling and waiting to do our civic duty, until about 6:12 a.m., when another door about 10 feet away opens and a man sticks his head out, apparently confused as to why no one has come in yet to vote. "Oh! There you are! Y'all want to come in the right door and vote?" Oh. Never fear, world. The brilliant voters of America are out in force today, determining your future.
This Saturday, Nov. 4, is the fourth Tribal Jam, starting at 4 p.m.
Hence the Tribal Jam 4
Tribal Jam is a not-so-private party, performance and jam session hosted & attended by dancers, musicians, flow artists and other folk from Richmond, and you're invited.
If you've never been, it's an event unlike any other. It runs from 4 p.m. to at least midnight at a private home in Richmond (1627 Swansbury Dr / RVA / 23238).
There will be short lessons in tribal dancing, drumming and maybe poi-spinning. We've also scheduled a short performance by local dancers and after that, everyone breaks into open dancing and drumming and spinning and general tribal mayhem for the rest of the night. It's a good party. You should come.
Tribal Jam is free and open to the public. Feel free to bring a small food dish to share, so that we can continue to boast that we've got the best party buffet in the metro area.
Get in touch if you're interested in performing, teaching or selling something that night. Teachers & schools are welcome to bring flyers & cards for people to pick up, too.
There's till time to register for the Intro to Gothic Bellydance workshop in Richmond. No, you don't have to be a bellydancer -- the class is appropriate for experienced dancers and for total newbies. And for boys. If you don't want to dance yourself, you can still come out to the hafla at 9 p.m. to see superstars Tempest and Ariellah - along with all of your Richmond friends - perform. The workshop costs $35 in advance or $40 at the door and includes admission to the hafla. The hafla alone costs $5 at the door.
Check it out, y'all -- we're hosting a short evening workshop on Intro to Gothic Bellydance. It's being taught by Tempest and Ariellah -- cool famous people -- and the class is perfect for beginners. It's on a Tuesday night, Oct. 10.
And -- if you don't want to take the class, you can pay $5 at the door to see an hour-long performance by some awesome local belldancers and Tempest and Ariellah.
Also -- did I mention we're sponsoring this? So sign up, otherwise, we lose money and we'll be knocking on your doors looking for loans.
Asheville! I love Asheville. Back at the bookstore cafe again. The credit card minimum was $5 and I didn't have any cash but the cool hippie clerk chick brought me a cup anyway and told me to bring her some money when I got some.
We've been having a good time so far. arovd doesn't like having the news on the tv -- all the death and destruction freak her out a little, so yesterday morning I put it on mute and just watched the ticker across the bottom of the screen. Except that keryx wanted to know what was going on and she couldn't see the ticker from her side of the room, where she was primping, and arovd didn't want me reading death and destruction out loud either. So keryx had me mime it all. Turns out she's *very* good at news charades.
keryx: "Um ... a signature? on a budget? in New Jersey? Oh! The New Jersey legislature signed a deal to end the budget impasse! okay! and ... umm ... the striking casino workers in Atlantic City came to an agreement? yes! and it's going to be sunny today in New York City but there are wild fires in California."
Last night, we bought a board game -- Quelf -- on the way home and sat up most of the night playing. When volodoinyaface called to say she was almost to town, we tried to get her to come spend the night with us -- "you should come over and play with us! we're playing a game and it's a lot of fun and you can sleep here with us!" She politely declined but told us this morning that she bragged to her boyfriend and his friends last night that three lesbians had tried to get her to come to their hotel for hot sex. Um ... hot sex? Yeah, you said you were "playing a game" and wanted me to play too. Um ... yeah, it's a board game called Quelf. It's really fun -- you get dice and little people and you move around the colored spaces ... Oh. *disappointed look* I thought you were trying to get me in bed.
Help! Blue Screen of Death! Anyone have any idea what to do with the Blue Screen of Death? We've got a Dell PC laptop that won't actually start anymore. It starts up, goes into Blue Screen of Death, restarts, goes into Blue Screen of Death, restarts, etc ... The brilliant luguvalium tells us that it's a virus but I have no idea how to clean out a virus when I can't get the damn thing up and running in the first place. Any bright ideas?
The Senate has rejected a constitutional amendment to ban same-sex marriage. The 49-48 vote fell 11 short of the 60 required to send the matter for an up-or-down tally by the full Senate. The amendment's failure was expected.
adventures in bellydancing I took a bellydance workshop from Zoe the Groovy Hot Urban Tribal Bellydance Goddess in Yorktown. Okay, technically, I think she's Zoe of the Bellydance Superstars, but I'm renaming her. Oh my God, she's hot. And she kicked our asses. I'm exhausted. Also, just in case it had started to slip my mind, I was reminded that compared to Every Other Woman In the World, I am a hugely awkward, clumsy, spastic idiot. At least that's how it feels in bellydance class. But I had a great time and Zoe is way cool. I plan to spend the day tomorrow lying on my back and being sore and exhausted. Today, however, I am happy and exhausted.
And thanks to my fabulous traveling companion for an awesome day :)
BTW --- Zoe is doing a burlesque show in Charlottesville this Wednesday with her other troupe, the Yard Dogs! Show is at 9 p.m. at Star Hill and tickets are $12 online or $15 at the door. http://www.starrhill.com/Event/479
gay parents and the Supremes The Supreme Court just refused to take up a gay parent custody case, which means the lower court ruling stands.
The lower court ruling is that domestic partners have the same parental rights over children as biological parents. Basically, a lesbian couple had a child by artificial insemination. They later split up and the biological mother refused custody to her former partner. The court ruled that "de facto parents" have the same rights as other types of parents.
Good news for the would-be gay parents out there (and in here)!
reclaiming the journal Attention journal hijackers! The next infraction will be severely punished by NO BEATINGS. Also, the removal of computer privileges and Scary Spiders left in your clean underwear pile.
I'm completely hooked I always wanted to be a pirate when I grow up. Either that or an orc-slayer. But I have a new career goal now. Having fallen madly in love with a rogue starship captain and his pretty whore companion, I want nothing more in life than to be a space cowboy.
Take my love, take my land Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black Tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea You can't take the sky from me
The scariest thing ever I'm trying to wipe my computer and reinstall everything. The scary blue screens keep saying "WARNING! DON'T DO IT, YOU STUPID IDIOT! WARNING! GO BACK! DO NOT ENTER! YOU'RE ABOUT TO RUIN YOUR LIFE!!!"
I backed up my files and I'm following the instruction manual and hoping this works. But it occurs to me how much of my life is being carried around in a fragile rectangle of plastic and microchips. My wedding pictures. Everything I need to function at work. More than 29 years of family photos. My resume. My painstakingly-collected music playlists.
What if I forgot to copy something? What if the copies didn't work? What if my computer explodes? My life will be over. I will no longer be able to function as a productive member of society.
I feel like I'm about to fall into that Dilbert cartoon where their email goes down and everyone starts reverting to cavemen status, looking around for stuff to start fires with. I'm not particularly tech savvy but without my laptop, email accounts, wireless card, fax machine, car adapter and cell phone, I'd going to devolve back into a monkey within a few days.
You'd think I'd know better but I'm completely dependent on all this tech stuff. If I lost my cell phone, none of you would ever hear from me again. My cell phone knows your phone numbers but I don't. I don't know your email addresses either -- only my email system knows who you people actually are or how to find you. I've got pictures of all of you so I can recognize you when I see you, but they're only on my computer so I'd be screwed there too.
The only thing I do actually know is 84 different passwords. I live in constant fear that I'm going to wake up one morning and not remember any of them. That's three bank accounts, five email accounts, two voice mail systems, two computer systems, one Web site and one LiveJournal, not to mention 27 lesser accounts for Paypal, Amazon, SmartTag, Photobucket, UPromise, etc.
So ... Crossing my fingers and hoping for the best. If y'all see me this weekend wearing bearskins and yelling "Ugh" at passersby, you'll know something went wrong.