Wondrous Apparitions, Provided by Magicians.

This, folks, is a moment of wild adoration for my partners. Here's how it goes:

Yesterday, triadruid and I stopped by to pick up his tuxedo for Saturday. It's an old-fashioned cut, with a long cutaway coat, and an ascot instead of the usual bow-tie, and he looks absolutely devastating in it. I mean, really. He hits the perfect balance of elegant and dissipated (this never fails to make me go all wobbly) -- in short, he looks like the best bad idea I've ever had. I sort of squeak out, "Your wife will enjoy that", and try to keep myself from overheating or passing out in the shop.

We move on. He's got a meeting, so I take him up to 75th Street Brewery to meet his group. I've arranged for kittenpants to meet us there, so that she and I can have dinner together. Over the course of dinner and the drive home, we are full of good ideas. We design a Las Vegas casino/resort (we're thinking it'll be The Nautilus, a Jules Verne-inspired sort of place, heavy on the steampunk and aquatic elements, with just a dash of Hindu temple). We invent the sort of male strip show that would cater to us and people like us (they go on two or three at a time, dressed in frock coats and generally foppish attire, and then, they undress each other. It's a simple thing, but we think this is ideal). We decide that nobody else may ever cover "I Think We're Alone Now", unless it's a band like Tool. And so on.

We get home, we do some research about our upcoming trip to Las Vegas (it all comes back around). Then, triadruid comes home. I demand that he should put the tux back on for the edification of kittenpants. Somewhere in there, we had a lovely bottle of wine that kittenpants had picked up to celebrate our engagement a few weeks ago but that we never got around to drinking. I'll spare you the rest of the scene in consideration of your undoubtedly delicate sensibilities. :)

Anyway, these people I have somehow managed to attach myself to, they're fabulous -- clever and beautiful, fun to be around, full of brilliant plans, generous and helpful. I think I should keep them. What do you think?

My newfound affection for Apollo should not in any way imply that I love Dionysus any less.
( Not Terribly Worksafe. Click anyway. )

Last night, kittenpants and I went out with starrthinks for dinner at McCoy's, which is our favorite place to take out-of-town guests. The food is phenomenally tasty and reasonably priced, and they brew their own beers, several of which I believe to be the best beers in the history of beer (which is a claim I could be persuaded to fight about very easily).

Sadly, the dietary plan we're on does not allow beer. This is generally not an onerous restriction, but at McCoy's, it's a little painful. Fortunately, McCoy's also has a reasonably good selection of Scotch. So I figure I'll have some whisky instead. And lo, on the whisky list, they now display a Lagavulin, which has been my favorite of all whiskies. Life is good, right?
( In which I am extremely disappointed about whisky. )

Don't look at me. capriciouslass started it.

Make a post that contains your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fun ("I'd love a Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.
- If you wish for real possible things, make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.
- Also, you might post some version of these guidelines in your LJ so that the holiday joy will spread.

( My list )

For this commercial message: Buy pictures of naked women, help a woman with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. Seriously. The lovely and talented ysabel is Miss May. And, you know, who doesn't like cheesecake for charity?

(Also, this icon cracks me up for no good reason every time I use it.)

I love you all. But really, you can thank leiandra, and perseph2hades.

Glorious Rugby Ass. Please note, before clicking, that the "Ass" in the description is not metaphorical. Neither is the "Glorious".

Life is good!
( In which there is gaming and Cajun jokes )
( In which I show my arse to area geeks )
( In which there is childlike cuteness, and Firefly )
( In which there is a party )
( In which there is more geekery )
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!

I've always wanted a parade- I used to plot how to infiltrate the Easter Parade in the town I grew up in. The logistics of building and sneaking in a float in the form of a giant light-up bunny being ridden western-style by a friend dressed as Jesus with a cowboy hat eluded me though. So I've been trying to convince people to parade for other things for years.

Then, a few days ago, someone mentioned that the Kansas City St. Patrick's Day Parade began with a couple of guys, a broken-down car, and a three-legged dog thoughtfully dyed green for the occasion. I can't help thinking I could do better than that somehow.

So I pitched the idea - "Let's parade for something!" And people went for it. We weeded through possible paradeworthy holidays already in existence, but found nothing we felt strongly enough about to march for. So it became necessary to invent our own holiday.

We therefore declare May 4 to be World Hedonism Day. On May 4, I, and any other folk I can talk into joining on, will march for hedonism. Costumes will be recommended, as will brightly colored ribbons, signs with slogans (Think: "Hedonism in our time!" "Up Hedonism" "What do we want? Fun! When do we want it? All the damn time!"), bubbles, chocolate, feathers, glitter, and what-have-you.

I'm looking forward to it.