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I'm going to be in San Francisco from the 10th to the 16th, so-- yeah, that's where I'll be.
I need to pack and frantically find appropriate presents, because I have a ton of family there. (Chinese on one family side, Irish Catholic on the other, so we've kind of perfected the breeding thing) and I'm trying to retain my Cool Older Cousin Who Brings Cool Gifts title. (It's actually a great way to foist off a lot of the free swag I get at conferences. For some reason, they love the various crap I get, like stress balls with pharmaceutical names like LIPITOR and PFIZER printed on them. Go figure.) This year, due to time constraints, everyone's getting books and Easter candy.
I like kids in general, but I'm particularly fond of this set of Tiny Cousins, even though they actually have more computer skills than I do. For one thing, there is a wide variety of age and temperament so chances are good I can find something to talk about with at least a couple of them at any given time; also, many of them fight each other in hilarious fashion at a moment's provocation. Tiny #5 and Tiny #6 are within a few months of each other; one of them walks into a room and the other immediately grabs all the toys within range and states "MINE." Then, tiny flailing combat commences, complete with screeching in inhuman registers. It's totally awesome.
I am so fucking tired. Man, I'm sure everyone's had this at some point-- you know, where life is being life, and you get to the point where certain songs sort of become your world? And you listen to them on repeat despite everyone else's threats of physical violence if you don't stop playing it, and you get a zing when they unexpectedly come on the radio, and you mouth their lyrics to yourself while trying not to ram the dude who just cut you off? If I hadn't had Modest Mouse's "Float On" for this past month, I probably would have snapped and punched someone right in the face. I have a lot of songs-- whole playlists, even-- intended to cheer and/or energize me, but for some reason, that's been the song lately. I have a list of songs with which this has happened. Seriously, other people do this, right?
Anyway, thanks to that, the only thing I have made serious attempts to punch in the face has been Daylight Savings Time, and that worked out pretty much as well as you'd expect it to. Later, I will find time to do the WIP meme post and make fun of Ryan Lochte. (No face punching there. But a lot of pointing and laughing.) Further updates as events warrant.
I need to pack and frantically find appropriate presents, because I have a ton of family there. (Chinese on one family side, Irish Catholic on the other, so we've kind of perfected the breeding thing) and I'm trying to retain my Cool Older Cousin Who Brings Cool Gifts title. (It's actually a great way to foist off a lot of the free swag I get at conferences. For some reason, they love the various crap I get, like stress balls with pharmaceutical names like LIPITOR and PFIZER printed on them. Go figure.) This year, due to time constraints, everyone's getting books and Easter candy.
I like kids in general, but I'm particularly fond of this set of Tiny Cousins, even though they actually have more computer skills than I do. For one thing, there is a wide variety of age and temperament so chances are good I can find something to talk about with at least a couple of them at any given time; also, many of them fight each other in hilarious fashion at a moment's provocation. Tiny #5 and Tiny #6 are within a few months of each other; one of them walks into a room and the other immediately grabs all the toys within range and states "MINE." Then, tiny flailing combat commences, complete with screeching in inhuman registers. It's totally awesome.
I am so fucking tired. Man, I'm sure everyone's had this at some point-- you know, where life is being life, and you get to the point where certain songs sort of become your world? And you listen to them on repeat despite everyone else's threats of physical violence if you don't stop playing it, and you get a zing when they unexpectedly come on the radio, and you mouth their lyrics to yourself while trying not to ram the dude who just cut you off? If I hadn't had Modest Mouse's "Float On" for this past month, I probably would have snapped and punched someone right in the face. I have a lot of songs-- whole playlists, even-- intended to cheer and/or energize me, but for some reason, that's been the song lately. I have a list of songs with which this has happened. Seriously, other people do this, right?
Anyway, thanks to that, the only thing I have made serious attempts to punch in the face has been Daylight Savings Time, and that worked out pretty much as well as you'd expect it to. Later, I will find time to do the WIP meme post and make fun of Ryan Lochte. (No face punching there. But a lot of pointing and laughing.) Further updates as events warrant.
