The titles are just going to be the same for a while

Well, I could write a whole new post called "A long intense awesome day". Woke up, did a bunch of work of various kinds, did an errand or two, went to badass mamas coffee with Squid, Jo, Stash, ep, Liz Ditz, and jp. They patted my head and pumped me up, which I sorely needed. I was thinking about how while we have been stay at home moms esp. of preschool kids, our whole ethic and way of being had to revolve around our momune, and around not doing things for money, but doing them for each other and for kids and family so that there is pressure socially to become that way; modesty - service - helping - props for doing that - barter and trade with the philosophy that it will come around eventually even if indirectly. That's ethical and it is polite and it's necessary - the integry economy - and it is hard to shift gears to the other kind of economy and economics where there is an actual paycheck.

Then off to ... work... er how very weird to say that! Still nothing is quite solid-feeling about it. I think I'm doing something useful, but it's hard to tell. I'll feel more certain of the whole thing in a bit, when I have something concrete done to show (Weirdly, I feel like I should have it done already, which is nuts.) I liveblogged the meeting instead, which felt very worth it & helps me pay attention and listen. So, that was intense and I liked that they delved bravely into very difficult conversations and stayed there; the facilitator was excellent... I was impressed by the whole thing. (Though it was obviously painful. As a complete outsider it was easy for me to be detached.) So the funny part is I can't quite turn off my thinking about the bits of work I'm supposed to be doing and I can see that it will obsess me and kind of eat my life while I dive into it.

Then off to Farley's cafe where I met A. and C. and we went off to the party at the Guardian which I think was also a benefit for Josh Wolf. I'll blog about all that... tomorrow? Gah! Time!

I met a woman in the hallway who said I look like her old friend Katherine Smith. Within 30 seconds of admiring each other's silly hair, I learned that she owns 41 pairs of Hello Kitty underwear. She described how people chat to her online and this one panty-loving guy comes on chat and always asks her "ARE YOU WEARING THEM?!!" And more about her ebay auctions and her flannel HK pajamas. She was awesome. I found the details of the HK thing hilarious and instantly felt a huge gratitude towards the universe that people tell me this sort of thing within a minute of meeting me. How amusing... Also, I love the freaking Internet which makes such things not only possible, but probable. At the Good Vibes table I won a goody bag -- RAD... it was a lucky night.

Then went to Borderlands Bookstore & heard most of a talk by Cory D. There was a big crowd and a ton of people bought the book. There's plenty to say about it, but the main thing that struck me was completely sideways... it was that it was bizarre to be in a roomful of people who seriously look up to B. Sterling and D. Brin and their ideas on futurism or whatever you want to call it. When in the crowd I run with normally it is a given that both of them, while fine writers on many levels, are to be eyerolled at for their legendary annoying sexism that runs rather deep. It wouldn't even occur to me to pay attention to their ideas on that serious level... I would read C.'s book though. Ran into Shannon Clark and nadyalec (who greeted me "BADGER!" which always gives me a strange thrill as it might be a lurker I've never met... but of course I know him... nevertheless... it was sweet.) It is funny that people think I am "badger" and the blog is the bag, or something. Actually "Badgerbag" is a character in the crossing the line ceremony which is a sort of saturnalia; that seemed to fit me and it was also a bit mysterious and opaque to me w/out all the details, which made it even more attractive.

Off then with Xyzzy ... & we had a nice time & good conversations. Complexity, sensitivity, a certain sort of lability, disinhibition, perception of and addiction to complexity, insane humor, improvisationalness, and I could go on from there... I AM BEING DISCREET okay people? (Preparing myself for the letters inquiring for detail... ) Discreet! Discretion is my middle name! Badgerina Discretion Hemulen!

Comments

[elswhere]

It's funny for me to see you and Jo moving into the workaday world of commerce-- for a couple years now you've been my thrilling vicarious view into the life where time isn't bound by the workweek/workday schedule and you can see friends regularly and etc.

[Jo]

And it's funny, I think the integry is going to be even more important with the advent of the working/school thing. We'll pump those connections on those odd off days or weekend longings for time off.

[belledame222]

awesomeness is a good thing. structure can be, too. cheers--