Best Weekend Ever (contains a lot of geek)

[featherynscale]

Life is good!

Spent Friday night gaming (or pretending to game, and secretly really just bullshitting) with the Orphans. My character (an underage elven sorceror with a penchant for the polymorph) got to deliver the classic line "Oh, just go ahead and give him the stuff. We can trust him not to run off with the money. Why? Because nobody wants to be torn limb from limb by a four-armed gorilla. That's why." Also, decided that the next character I build might be a swamp druid. Why? There's something compelling about the idea of having a dire nutria as an animal companion, that's why. The druid would be called Boudreaux, of course, which makes the fuckoff huge nutria Thibodeaux. When this revelation came to me, I suddenly found myself in a roomful of people who didn't know what a nutria was, or who Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were, but hey. All things in their time. I envision this character saying things like "Y'all be careful out there. Ere's worser thangs in the swaump 'en me an' Thibodeaux...... Well, not much worse, but some worse, anyway."


Following that, there was a Saturday. Several things of note occurred, one being that I apparently showed my ass to a fair proportion of computer store staff. Not figuratively, literally. Picture this. kittenpants and triadruid are all dressed up to go to S & J's wedding (which I did not attend, as I had nothing to wear to a black-tie optional event). I am dressed for contrast, in the urban camo pants lately inhabited by zylch and a smaller-than-regulation black t-shirt. I am taking advantage of the time between when my other two thirds leave for the wedding and the time when I am supposed to babysit for saffronhare (more on that later) by dropping by the computer store to look at stuff I'll need to rebuild triadruid's computer (that's his birthday and probably Yule present -- love you, honey!). I am in the geek section, looking at a wall of motherboards. There is a shelf in the wall that contains all the spec sheets for all the boards. The particular board's sheet I am looking at is in the back of the shelf, where it is in the shadow of the shelf above it, and hard to see. So I climb up on to the shelf, head in, ass out, and I'm reading the specs. At about this point, a troop of store employees come down the aisle, an older guy and a couple of younger guys. The older guy says "You know, those are just velcroed on the shelf, you can grab it and pull it out where you can see it." I say "Thanks, much better than climbing on your shelves." One of the younger guys goes "That's okay, we encourage people to climb on them." I look at him funny. The older guy kind of leans in and says "Well, there's a security camera on this wall and they were looking at your backside in the monitor. So if you're an exhibitionist, that's okay." So that's fun.


After that, and a few more Winter Avarice-related stops, I dropped by to watch the kids for saffronhare so she could go to starwyse's party. Princess !Kaboom was pretending to be a teacher. She says, "Now we're going to do our homework. We're going to do our esbees first!" And I say, "What's an esbee?" She tells me, "It's what you do after your essay." She's very, very cute. Following that, the Princesses were put to bed, which for some reason required me to sing to them. This is odd, because I can't really imagine that either saffronhare or agrnmn sing the kids to bed. It might be one of those substitute teacher things. While the kids were sleeping, I got to watch the first two episodes of Firefly, which were surprisingly good! Was much happier with them than with the Serenity movie. I'll have to scrounge about and find some time to watch the rest of them sometime.


Then, at some point, saffronhare came home and advised me to go to starwyse's party. "kittenpants is there, and she's being molested by adammaker. You should go," she says. So I pause a moment and try to parse out whether I'm supposed to save her, or get next in line. No matter, I'm off to the party anyway. And I had an excellent time! triadruid convinced me to drink some tequila, and also, adammaker had brought chocolate mead, which was lovely. Also, had the chance to generally behave disreputably, which I always enjoy (although I am reconsidering the use of that word, per adammaker, who at some point said something clever like, "This is what my reputation is, and I am living up to it. Therefore, reputable." He's very clever, that one).


Then, much later, spent most of Sunday evening comparison-shopping for hardware with triadruid, while kittenpants and zylch hid from us! Geektastic! I haven't built a system in several years, and I have to say that some of the newer stuff makes me a little damp. Which is the sort of thing that I think those of us with matched chromosomes aren't supposed to admit to, but hey. Love me, love my androgyny.

Overall, best weekend in living memory. Yay, everybody!

EDIT: Also, there was a lot of really just... baroque sex. That was good too. I wasn't going to mention it, because I figured that everyone who needed to know about that already did. But kittenpants insisted. "We don't want people to think we neglect you!" she says. As if anyone might! As if, I say!

Comments

[lordkalkin.livejournal.com]

One from my grandfather:

Boudreaux and Thibodeaux go out drinking on a Saturday night. As the hours pass, Boudreaux realizes that the sun will soon come up, and they have to go to Mass, so he suggests to Thibodeaux that they find a church in time for early Mass. Wandering for a bit, they stumble across a hostpital, but all they can read is the name St Claude, so they both assume they've come to the right place. As they walk through the doors, they annoint themselves with holy water from a steel basin carried by the white-clothed woman who meets them at the door.

Thibodeaux turns to Boudreaux, saying "Boudreaux, I think we got the wrong place. This must an e-piss-co-pail-ian churches"

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

That's awesome. I'd never heard that one!

[adammaker.livejournal.com]

Thank you for helping me have a fine, fine night off.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

There was omnidirectional helping. Much fun, indeed.

[leiandra.livejournal.com]

Which is the sort of thing that I think those of us with matched chromosomes aren't supposed to admit to, but hey.

I get moist thinking about muscle cars & Harley Davidson bikes. I'm also WAY more mechanically inclined (from working on cars to putting together bought furniture) than my man. Having a non-XX trait or 3 isn't a bad thing. I balance it out by cooking pretty well.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

"Having a non-XX trait or 3 isn't a bad thing."

I've got more than 3, I think. But I gave up trying to be a girl somewhere in high school, so that's all good. I even cook like a bachelor. I do make a damn-near legendary pecan pie, though.

Mmmmm, pie

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

I do make a damn-near legendary pecan pie, though.

That sentence can be made true by removing just one (hyphenated) word.

[cameellie.livejournal.com]

I suddenly found myself in a roomful of people who didn't know what a nutria was, or who Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were, but hey. All things in their time. I envision this character saying things like "Y'all be careful out there. Ere's worser thangs in the swaump 'en me an' Thibodeaux...... Well, not much worse, but some worse, anyway."

My friend in NOLA introduced me to those jokes and I love'em, but they're better when you're drunk. Sobriety leads to over-thinking and thinking just is isn't the Boudreaux and Thibodeaux way.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

"Sobriety leads to over-thinking and thinking just is isn't the Boudreaux and Thibodeaux way."

Truer words were never spoken... :)

[beccak1961.livejournal.com]

Fun stuff. If you get hungry while questing you can also eat your nutria and wear it's skin.

Giant rats the size of cocker spaniels give me major creeps.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

You *can* eat it. But, as I often say, just because you can, doesn't always mean you should.

Also, once the nutria concept was explained, the general sentiment was that *all* nutria were dire nutria.

[beccak1961.livejournal.com]

Nutrais can have babies every 2 weeks or something, and they have like 6 at a time. They are eating our coastline and destroying the wetlands.
And they are giant scary mutant rats.
Some horror film people are really missing an opportunity here to do a scary movie about hoards of nutrias and maybe a chemical spill.

Since you were wondering.

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

Yes, I *do* sing them to bed. Princess Boredom's bedtime ritual was the most complicated (hooray for Taurean kids), with blessing and singing of two songs. Princess !Kaboom requires much less easement, and only sometimes wants even a blessing to tuck her in, though the huggin and kissing are very important. Princess Sticky doesn't always want singing, but will request it when it's important.

(shrug) They very seldom give me a hard time about tunefulness.

Re: Since you were wondering.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Sticky insisted that I should sing Rock-a-Bye Baby. But she had that look on her face like she was somehow getting away with something.

They were very good about staying in bed, by the way. Sticky did come down once, but only once. All was generally well. Boredom even went to bed without large dramatic productions!

Re: Since you were wondering.

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

They're clever girls, and know you well enough to recognize you will Brook No Nonsense (absurdity being something entirely different). Thank you so much for your generous sponsorship of my getting the hell out of the house.

I'm glad the rest of your weekend was...er, satisfying.

XO

[greektoomey.livejournal.com]

Yay! I'm so glad to hear you enjoyed Firefly!

If you haven't watched the whole series by the time I get there, perhaps I could bring my disks and convince you to watch some with me.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

That sounds lovely. Since the discs I was watching were borrowed from someone who borrowed them from someone else who borrowed them from someone else, I imagine that somebody somewhere along the chain will want them back before I can sneak about and watch the rest.

[greektoomey.livejournal.com]

Firefly disks tend to be very mobile. My set are currently on loan to my friend Harry... when I was at his house on Saturday night I asked for them back, but he reported that they were currently located at another friend's house.

baroque

[rfunk.livejournal.com]

Pondering the connotations of baroque here may distract me from work the rest of the day.....

Re: baroque

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

Me too.

Re: baroque

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

For starters, there's a significant increase in the use of the organ.
(Har har har. That may well be the worst joke I've ever made.)
Really, just sort of excessive, complex and ornate in ways that it would probably be impolite to describe in a public forum (Though you are free to make them up, if you're interested in that sort of thing.)

[kcwitch.livejournal.com]

i really need to stop missing these parties.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Seriously. It seemed like your kind of game.

[kcwitch.livejournal.com]

yeah, well i am always too busy and never manage to get these things on my schedule. i feel like nobody knows who i am any more cuz i am never around.

[matchgirl42.livejournal.com]

Yay for geeky goodness!!!!