Building teh Interwebz, Eats, I Am a Fucking Genius

Once upon a time, I had another blog that was sort-of-but-not-entirely about food. I was looking for one of my recipes this morning, ended up re-reading several of my old posts, and was delighted to discover that I’m still proud of them. More importantly, having this record of what I was experiencing, thinking, and feeling throughout some pretty tumultuous years is a gift that keeps on giving — a reminder that I can power through hard times, have had more good times than I sometimes remember, and have always had a powerful voice, no matter what.

Huzzah for blogging, and happy Sunday to me.

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I Am a Fucking Genius, My Life Is So HAAARD

Suddenly the phrasebook makes a lot more sense.

The travel app I downloaded for the trip to Asia I just began offers translations for phrases of questionable utility, like “You seem confident!” and “Is there a lawyer who speaks English?” In my morning Vietnamese practice sessions — I’ve named the fish who live in the water feature on my balcony for the numbers one through eight, and use them to run through basic math in Vietnamese each morning — I’ve not revisited either of these sentences.

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Bright Ideas, I Am a Fucking Genius, It's 3AM; I must be lonely.

I Have Recently Acquired Several Opinions

Two, in fact. I have decided to share them with you, because you seem like right-thinking people.

These opinions, on airplane boarding and Orson Scott Card, may seem entirely disconnected from one another, which would be a correct assessment had I not read Ender’s Game¬†while on a cross-country flight. And now, as with a good rug to a room, everything’s tied together.

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Bright Ideas, Building teh Interwebz, I Am a Fucking Genius

Apparently, this is a thing I do now.

wordcamp montrealThis is a thing I do, where I stand up in front of groups of people and pretend to be knowledgeable about things.

If you’re in Montreal, you should come: I can be funny sometimes, and because I have a crippling fear of public speaking, there’s always the chance I will behave in some inappropriately hysterical manner. Educational AND a great schadenfreude opportunity!*

*Self deprecation aside: it will be awesome. Plus, if turnout is low, I’ll probably self-medicate by binging on poutine. And I really don’t like poutine, so please don’t drive me to that.

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I Am a Fucking Genius

Too soon?

Tweet that I posted during a brief interlude of cell service on Monday night, immediately regretted, attempted to delete unsuccessfully, and forced my spouse to waste his precious cellphone battery signing in to Twitter as me to delete because he still had some 4G:

“Hurricane in full swing. Hope we’ve remembered to lock all our black neighbors in Giants Stadium with no other plans to help. #BushStormTips”

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