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Feb 23rd
While wandering through Myspace I found out my sister’s step-son’s wife had her baby and they named it Kaydence Renee’ – complete with apostrophe. Yes, my eyes rolled. Why do people feel the need to fuck their kids up forever? She’s gonna need to carry name cards for the rest of her life. Or maybe a tattoo would be easier.
Sister’s daughter Brittany (the only one of that family I actually have contact with) is due in a couple of weeks. Though I’m getting reports that she may deliver earlier as everything seems to be in perfect arrangement for it. She’s planning on naming her son Damien Gabriel. Interesting and yet spelled within normal limits. We laugh that he could turn out either way, evil or good. I don’t know if she’s planning on using her real last name (Stephens) or the one she goes by (Kinney) or the father’s last name (I’m clueless).
Mom was upset she was specifically uninvited to Brittany’s baby shower. Poor Brittany had to chose between her selfish bitch mother or her whiny obtuse Grandmother. What nice people I come from. And her perpetually broke Aunt Debbie wasn’t even mentioned.
Whatever.
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This Wednesday is Ignite Phoenix. It’s organized by friends of mine and the whole program consists of 5 minute/20 slide presentations of whatever you’re passionate about. As long as you’re not selling something. I think Jeff said there were 18 presentations this time. The last two IPs were at GoDaddy’s local offices but we’ve outgrown that venue and this time it’s at Tempe’s new Center for the Arts. Lots of people have been wanting an excuse to check out that venue so it should be pretty packed.
Friday night #evfn (East Valley Friday Nights) is meeting at Studios 5C Gallery in Tempe. I love #evfn. It’s our local twitter meetup every Friday night at a different location throughout the east valley and it’s expanded beyond twitter people. We’re averaging 45 people so it’s getting harder and harder to find places that can accommodate that many people. Apparently this one is sponsored (free food and drink). A couple of weeks ago we held it at a brand new W hotel called “aloft” and they provided a tour and a drink/bar snacks at their lobby lounge “w xyz”.
(I don’t know about this trendy naming shit with all lower case letters. I feel like I need to show they’re proper names somehow.)
And Saturday night is booked, too. I’m not sure if I can talk about that til it’s over but I have lots to do to get ready for it. I have PLANS. Think Mardi Gras and boobs.
I’ve got Kira today and she’s whining for second breakfast. I’m yelling YOU JUST ATE over her screeching and she ain’t buying it. Pause goes Gullah Gullah – which usually shuts her up. Consequences for whining. Let Grammi finish her stupid post and she’ll get you a snack. Patience grasshopper.
Oh what a night!
Feb 12th
Wednesday. Humpday. So much fun day.
I sold my old computer to Casey for the $160 that owed him. I told him the old flat screen didn’t work. I told him the power button didn’t always work which is why I never turned it off. I’d forgotten a couple of power cords and his babysitter left her purse here so I needed to deliver that stuff to Casey’s work at 3. Wandered over to Gangplank after that and managed to get some work done before Evo finally showed to record Gangplank’s podcast and then Evo@11. And that was fun, we had Jeff on again and he’s always a hoot, but the real fun came after.
A couple #evfn friends showed up (too late) for the recording and somehow the semi-drunken conversation quickily deteriorated. Jeff mentioned some online site that censored wristwatch because of the word in the middle and talk morphed into which is worse: pussy, twat or cunt. Now everyone agrees cunt is the worst and most insulting but one particular person thinks pussy is worse than twat. I’ve never known anyone who thought that. And even funnier, if you knew the young and proper lady involved in this conversation you’d laugh your ass off. The whole thing was so sureal. She’s so prim and seemingly straight laced, and constantly worried about getting into trouble at work. And even funnier is the company she works for is well known for their super-extra-naughty advertising.
I laughed so hard tonight I almost couldn’t breathe. Damn near wet my pants.
Phoenix Comicon and more
Jan 24th
Holy crap what a long weekend, and it’s only Saturday night. I’ve been sooooo busy!
Wednesday evening I grabbed my friend Wendy and dragged her up to Gangplank with me. She played silent studio audience during the Gangplank recording and joined in on the Evo @ 11 (no, it’s not posted yet, but I linked to the site anyway) one. I think she’s going to fit right in there. After that we went back to Wendy’s to watch the tail end of Dark Knight and then Definately, Maybe.
Thursday I edited and posted Gangplank show, ran some errands and went to the opening of the Phoenix Comicon – which is actually in downtown Mesa. Hung with CJ and ScottyJ and Dan and Jack Mangan.
Friday, oh Friday. Back to the Comicon, with friends again. Chatted with Wil Wheaton, wandered the booths but with no spare money kept going. Left to go to #EVFN at nearby restaurant. Epic fail and if you really want that whole story, go HERE. The group left there and went ’round the corner to Kirk’s where we should actually have started, and had a great time socializing and eventually karaoke. I left there in time to go back to Comicon for Wil Wheaton’s Rock Band Party where a room full of geeks and nerds rocked out like rock stars and had a great time.
Today, back to Comicon to hang with Evo and Sheila and Marshall. Too crowded, too many anime teenagers, too many unshowered and undeodorized bodies. Oh well. I came home for a nap and now I’m waiting for CJ to come pick me up to go out for more karaoke.
I HAVE A LIFE!
