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2008-Dec-16, Tuesday 09:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mellowtiggerIn subzero temps like we've had recently (with -20F/-28C windchills), I realize that my plan to walk into the forest and not come back has one serious flaw: winter. I just don't think I could survive out there in weather like this.
I went to the local store that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
foeclan suggested. The chair that I really liked was $200, but no way was I going to drop money like that just on a chair. So I got the $15 plastic blue-green chair instead. As I paid for it, the lady behind the counter said that this chair was in the movie "A Serious Man", filmed here recently by the Coen brothers. A couple also at the counter sort of gasped at that point, like I'd found the Holy Grail. *shrug* I think this was the movie that turned away unzeugmatic as an extra because of his long hair? I don't really follow the pop culture closely enough to know for sure. I've heard of the Coen brothers, but I don't even know if I've ever seen their films.
I saw Star Trek: Generations on tv yesterday before heading to work. The movie came out in 1994. I was, at that time, in the midst of my longest relationship ever. (18 months total. Bow to my superior mediocrity, you miscreant. *laugh*) It's easy to remember, because it was during the Generations opening weekend that we went to see the movie together. He wandered off at some point and then came back later to tell me he was going to wait in the car for me until after the movie. He said this during the climactic Enterprise-saucer-section-crash-lands-on-the-planet scene, so I barely paid any attention. *sigh* Afterwards, I drove his car to get him back home. His new AIDS meds were making him enormously nauseous. I like to think that these days I have a much better handle on my instinctive self-interest and would voluntarily leave the theater (even during a climactic scene to a sci-fi movie) to find out what's wrong. It's my nagging doubts, though, that keep me single. I don't want to subject some poor guy to my cluelessness. It'd be easier if I were a sadist, but I'm just not. I kinda doubt that he's survived to today, 14 years later, but ya never know. He was rich, so he could afford the good drugs. Maybe he's still out there. And, no, I never did seroconvert. Safer sex works.
Our new website goes live this week at work. Maybe I'll post a Furry Friday notice this week and point out our cool video on YouTube. :) Once my attention isn't being drawn to so many projects, I'll resume some local stuff. I need to start working now on the next NoLAR conference, for instance.
I've been pondering what to choose as my focus for the next year. Do any locals know someone in Mayhem, the Minneapolis gay rugby group? I figure it would force me to deal with tactile/touch issues, so it'd be a massive challenge to get involved in rugby. I don't know if a longhair can even try though. And I never have figured out the rules, from the few moments I've seen it on tv.
I went to the local store that
foeclan suggested. The chair that I really liked was $200, but no way was I going to drop money like that just on a chair. So I got the $15 plastic blue-green chair instead. As I paid for it, the lady behind the counter said that this chair was in the movie "A Serious Man", filmed here recently by the Coen brothers. A couple also at the counter sort of gasped at that point, like I'd found the Holy Grail. *shrug* I think this was the movie that turned away unzeugmatic as an extra because of his long hair? I don't really follow the pop culture closely enough to know for sure. I've heard of the Coen brothers, but I don't even know if I've ever seen their films.I saw Star Trek: Generations on tv yesterday before heading to work. The movie came out in 1994. I was, at that time, in the midst of my longest relationship ever. (18 months total. Bow to my superior mediocrity, you miscreant. *laugh*) It's easy to remember, because it was during the Generations opening weekend that we went to see the movie together. He wandered off at some point and then came back later to tell me he was going to wait in the car for me until after the movie. He said this during the climactic Enterprise-saucer-section-crash-lands-on-the-planet scene, so I barely paid any attention. *sigh* Afterwards, I drove his car to get him back home. His new AIDS meds were making him enormously nauseous. I like to think that these days I have a much better handle on my instinctive self-interest and would voluntarily leave the theater (even during a climactic scene to a sci-fi movie) to find out what's wrong. It's my nagging doubts, though, that keep me single. I don't want to subject some poor guy to my cluelessness. It'd be easier if I were a sadist, but I'm just not. I kinda doubt that he's survived to today, 14 years later, but ya never know. He was rich, so he could afford the good drugs. Maybe he's still out there. And, no, I never did seroconvert. Safer sex works.
Our new website goes live this week at work. Maybe I'll post a Furry Friday notice this week and point out our cool video on YouTube. :) Once my attention isn't being drawn to so many projects, I'll resume some local stuff. I need to start working now on the next NoLAR conference, for instance.
I've been pondering what to choose as my focus for the next year. Do any locals know someone in Mayhem, the Minneapolis gay rugby group? I figure it would force me to deal with tactile/touch issues, so it'd be a massive challenge to get involved in rugby. I don't know if a longhair can even try though. And I never have figured out the rules, from the few moments I've seen it on tv.
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Date: 2008-Dec-16, Tuesday 05:56 pm (UTC)Yeah I know about the pestering thing - next year will be 10 years since my first love Bob went AWOL - totally AWOL, offline everything.
His lover still lives or did at the same address (Bob was poly like I was, formed multiple relationships - probably too many in fact - but as I was 9,000 milea away I wasn't really going to pester him too much like the others did, but I got on well with Joe his partner and his ex) and I've stayed about 2 miles away at a friends - but I've never called nor visited since he stopped emailing and calling, and I tried several times and got no reply.
I'm not sure I want to know now...it was either a jealousy thing (one of his boyfriends Jose saw us in the car, ironically for someone who was cheating on his partner he was totally jealous...very odd), got bored or too close to me, or he died. As he dropped off the Net totally I suspect the latter, but who knows?