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Mammals make the strangest stuff inside their bodies.

I am now familiar with, and used to, cleaning up human waste and cat vomit. I no longer gag when confronted with soiled diapers. I only sigh when I hear the cat horking. Neither really turns my stomach any more.

Desensitized? Absolutely. I’m deciding whether to shake my head at myself or wear it as a badge of courage.

Popping up on radar for a moment

Kids
Changing dirty diapers has moved to the easier end of the scale. It’s when the human waste ends up on the -outside- of its intended receptacle that it becomes difficult.

Christmas shopping for the boys is done, and we’ve been out shopping for either that or the house nearly EVERY day of the week.

And we all know how much I LURVE shopping.

Hunter’s been with his Dad for the last few weekends, plus the Mondays and Tuesdays. I miss him a bunch. Aidan’s been clingy enough to make up for it, though. ‘s got PT for her hip, Aidan’s got a yearly checkup this week, and holy crap busy.

Netflix
Okay, so this is a classic. Like my not having read Dune (despite having seen both versions), not having seen Blade Runner plunked me into the “unread heathen” category of Science Fiction fan. Let alone having the cred to write. So, out of all of the different cuts and edits of the movie, I figured the “Final Cut” was the best. It being final and everything.

It’s likely that I wasn’t impressed because I’ve seen these tropes over and over and over again. Granted, this was the movie that originated them, but it wasn’t the first that had hit me, so it was the same-old same-old for me. I totally dug the noir aspects of the movie, the “more of the same” future that is shared by Firefly/Serenity, and the human/replicant love interest. I disliked the thuggishness of the main character, but I admired his tenacity. If I had seen it earlier in my life, it would have probably made more of an impact. Three stars.

This anime was just as psychotic as I remember it being. Eyebrows. Robots popping out of heads. Guitars as weapons. Sexual innuendo… er… more of a beating you over the head. Less of the innuendo. Factories that look like clothes irons that aren’t really factories. Other robots that look like hands. Eyebrows?! Three stars.

Job
Still only had two interviews. I have applied for nearly forty jobs. Still going. Working on another possibility. We shall see how that develops. Vagueness will continue until something concrete is developed.

I hope that everyone can stay sane this Holiday season. :)

Dropped off the face of the earth

Yeah, I’ve been gone for a couple of weeks. There’s some news, and there’s some reasons, and there’s some mixing of the two. Yeah, vague, I know. Some of it’s purposeful. If you want clarification, feel free to hit me up on IM. I probably won’t be clarifying in the comments here, and there are good reasons for that.

I’m no longer working for Great Lakes Comnet/CoreNetworks. I was not expecting it, nor did I leave the company of my own volition. Legally, that’s all I can say.

I am looking for new employment, and have been for two weeks.

I can’t say how much I’ll check back on my backlogged friends’ page. I’ve been without reliable computer since I returned the work laptop. I’ve got Puppy Linux running on Nikki’s old laptop, and it works fine until I get Pidgin running. Then it kernel panics. Soooo.. putting Debian on a G3 tower, and I’ll be finding out what its max ram is. I’ll make that my workstation until I find something better.

Yeah, even (or especially) when stress levels get high, and life throws changes my way, I geek out with old equipment. Sue me. :)

Hunter’s birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese was a complete success and an absolute blast. He’s 8 years old now, and has earned/been gifted with enough money that he’s purchased his own Playstation 2. We’ve got a deal going about behaving and doing well at school, and earning money by doing it. Seems to be working well.

Cian, the baby in the oven, is kicking like a crazy person. I’ve felt him, and talked to him, and generally been embarrassingly cute about everything.

Stress is a bit high, so my temper is a bit short. I’m really working on it, and I’m really working on fighting depression. Maybe I need to throw in a few more reallys. Really.

Totally.

On anti-marriage amendments

First of all, I consider an amendment that prevents the marriage of two loving people, who are committed to each other for the rest of their lives, as anti-marriage. California’s Proposal 8 was -definitely- anti-marriage.

From HRC President Joe Solmonese:

Like many in our movement, I found myself in Southern California last weekend. There, I had the opportunity to speak with a man who said that Proposition 8 completely changed the way he saw his own neighborhood. Every “Yes on 8” sign was a slap. For this man, for me, for the 18,000 couples who married in California, to LGBT people and the people who love us, its passage was worse than a slap in the face. It was nothing short of heartbreaking.

But it is not the end. Fifty-two percent of the voters of California voted to deny us our equality on Tuesday, but they did not vote our families or the power of our love out of existence; they did not vote us away.

As free and equal human beings, we were born with the right to equal families. The courts did not give us this right—they simply recognized it. And although California has ceased to grant us marriage licenses, our rights are not subject to anyone’s approval. We will keep fighting for them. They are as real and as enduring as the love that moves us to form families in the first place. There are many roads to marriage equality, and no single roadblock will prevent us from ultimately getting there.

And yet there is no denying, as we pick ourselves up after losing this most recent, hard-fought battle, that we’ve been injured, many of us by neighbors who claim to respect us.

By the same token, we know that we are moving in the right direction. In 2000, California voters passed Proposition 22 by a margin of 61.4% to 38.6%. On Tuesday, fully 48% of Californians rejected Proposition 8. It wasn’t enough, but it was a massive shift. Nationally, although two other anti-marriage ballot measures won, Connecticut defeated an effort to hold a constitutional convention ending marriage, New York’s state legislature gained the seats necessary to consider a marriage law, and FMA architect Marilyn Musgrave lost her seat in Congress. We also elected a president who supports protecting the entire community from discrimination and who opposes discriminatory amendments.

Yet on Proposition 8 we lost at the ballot box, and I think that says something about this middle place where we find ourselves at this moment. In 2003, twelve states still had sodomy laws on the books, and only one state had civil unions. Four years ago, marriage was used to rile up a right-wing base, and we were branded as a bigger threat than terrorism. In 2008, most people know that we are not a threat. Proposition 8 did not result from a popular groundswell of opposition to our rights, but was the work of a small core of people who fought to get it on the ballot. The anti-LGBT message didn’t rally people to the polls, but unfortunately when people got to the polls, too many of them had no problem with hurting us. Faced with an economy in turmoil and two wars, most Californians didn’t choose the culture war. But faced with the question—brought to them by a small cadre of anti-LGBT hardliners – of whether our families should be treated differently from theirs, too many said yes.

But even before we do the hard work of deconstructing this campaign and readying for the future, it’s clear to me that our continuing mandate is to show our neighbors who we are.

Justice Lewis Powell was the swing vote in Bowers, the case that upheld Georgia’s sodomy law and that was reversed by Lawrence v. Texas five years ago. When Bowers was pending, Powell told one of his clerks “I don’t believe I’ve ever met a homosexual.” Ironically, that clerk was gay, and had never come out to the Justice. A decade later, Powell admitted his vote to uphold Georgia’s sodomy law was a mistake.

Everything we’ve learned points to one simple fact: people who know us are more likely to support our equality.

In recent years, I’ve been delivering this positive message: tell your story. Share who you are. And in fact, as our families become more familiar, support for us increases. But make no mistake: I do not think we have to audition for equality. Rather, I believe that each and every one of us who has been hurt by this hateful ballot measure, and each and every one of us who is still fighting to be equal, has to confront the neighbors who hurt us. We have to say to the man with the Yes on 8 sign—you disrespected my humanity, and I am not giving you a pass. I am not giving you a pass for explaining that you tolerate me, while at the same time denying that my family has a right to exist. I do not give you permission to say you have me as a “gay friend” when you cast a vote against my family, and my rights.

Wherever you are, tell a neighbor what the California Supreme Court so wisely affirmed: that you are equal, you are human, and that being denied equality harms you materially. Although I, like our whole community, am shaken by Prop 8’s passage, I am not yet ready to believe that anyone who knows us as human beings and understands what is at stake would consciously vote to harm us.

This is not over. In California, our legal rights have been lost, but our human rights endure, and we will continue to fight for them.

Link Salad

What’s all this stuff about ACORN?: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdNgMKPV9xQ

Why do your kids’ textbooks seem terrible? Because they ARE terrible: http://www.textbookleague.org/103feyn.htm

Al Gore’s webacst for Power Vote: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CZPDr4v2hds

How to get my nerd vote: http://a.wholelottanothing.org/2008/10/how-to-get-my-nerd-vote.html

WAZZUP parody with the original actors: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qq8Uc5BFogE

California’s Prop 8 supporters get violent on an observer in Oakland: http://vimeo.com/2053489?pg=embed&sec=2053489

Alan Tudyk goes crazy after being kidnapped by a giant lobster monster on Gorgeous Tiny Chicken Machine Show: http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=tPi_dh6Vk1I

Link Side Salad

Colin Powell endorses Barack Obama: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-1c0H1-zbc

AFL-CIO’s Richard Trumka on Racism and Obama: http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=7QIGJTHdH50

Increase in writing agent queries from minors: http://arcaedia.livejournal.com/179981.html

Voter Guides for the Lansing area: http://lansing.mi.lwvnet.org/Voter_Guides.html

No perfect way to force-quit a browser.

Saving tabs on quit across multiple browser windows is not something that Google Chrome is good at. However, it seems fantastic at pretty much everything else.

So, there’s a bunch of stuff that I meant to share and/or read that is now lost in the ether. I hope to tread those paths once again sometime in the future.

I’ve officially ditched iTunes on any of my PCs. WinAmp, despite being part of the AOL/TimeWarner megacorp, seems to do what I want it to do with the least amount of getting in my way. Also, it seems to cross the lines with MP3 players. The Sandisk Sansas shows up on it. So does the Creative Zen. I’ve yet to try an iPod. Probably because I’m not planning on purchasing one.

Is the Apple shiny finally wearing off? Probably not as long as VMWare Fusion exists. *drool*

I’m late in posting it, but I wholeheartedly support this:

Also, a Catholic Father in CA defies his Cardinals and speaks out in favor of gay marriage. In this case, I have to say, preach it, brother.

Weekly Word Count

Today brings great news!

Over the weekend, a piece of flash fiction (under 500 words) was accepted and published on a web-based zine! The zine is called ConUtopiaN, and is directed at Michigan fandom convention goers. This is my only piece under 400 words (which is what they’re looking for), so I decided to send it on its way, and give it a shot. You can find the piece, called “Victim”, on the front page, here:

http://michiganfandom.org

I brought it down from my DeviantArt page (username: dcrampton) when I decided to submit it. I’ve also brought Two Vampires down from my Short Fiction page (now called Early Drafts) so that I can double-check it one more time, and then send it off to its next submission destination. Writing in longer pieces is no excuse to not submit my shorter ones. Of course, finding a paying market that will accept a 6500 word piece is challenging. It won’t stop me, though. :)

So, keep your fingers crossed, and if there are any magazines, zines, or other paying markets that you know of, feel free to send them my way.

Closing a tab:

A thoughtful, reflective post on Sept. 11, 2001.