Jun. 20th, 2002

i feel like such an exhibitionist, knowing this is out there...>
[livejournal.com profile] xiane is trying to sell her pants.

NO, not *those* kind of pants, pervert.


nice, stompy, comfy trousers.
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happy happy birthday, [livejournal.com profile] sheilamarie.

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rootofnewt: (jude)
tom and i went down to scottsville today for the batteau festival.

we saw several batteaux and lots of batteau crew in period dress. i got some uber-yummy strawberry sorbet from a vendor. there were a few vendors in all, including one called "phillipine delights". there were also historians displaying small exhibits of archealogical artifacts, descriptions of the kanawha canal's history, and other local items of interest. we also saw a woman spinning wool into thread, another woman weaving on a small handloom, a small bluegrass band, and random folks enjoying the sights and sounds.

as always, i jumped when the cannon went off. of course, it was about 50 feet behind me and i didn't KNOW it was being fired.

a lot of shops in town were open, as was the scottsville museum. we wandered in, chatted with the docent, and read through the exhibits. the museum is located in an old church just off the main drag, so to speak.

it was fun. :) i'd like to get involved in some type of re-enactment group someday, but boy isn't interested. i can't imagine not sharing something like this with someone i love... it always stuns me to realize that he's not quite as *into* history and research as i am. it saddens me, too.

his passions don't seem to be external. i don't mind sitting on a mountaintop in november, waiting all night for the peak of a superb meteor shower. i can endure the numb toes and wind-chapped nose for the awesome display nature will undoubtedly promise. heck, i can sit through all that and not be disappointed if the results are less than spectacular. i can get all excited about seeing a new-to-me critter for the first time. he's much more level-headed and on a more stable keel.

sometimes it irritates me, but i suppose i need someone who's grounded this well. then again, i'd like for him to show some enthusiasm over *something*. i'd like to see him giddy with delight over something external, but concrete. sure, he gets silly and giggly over mundane and stupid stuff that makes me laugh and he has an odd sense of humor, but he never loses himself in the moment. and that bothers me.


in the next lifetime, before i fall head over heels in love with someone, i must ask:

  • can you see yourself in a poly relationship?

  • are you a dog person?

  • do you like to play in the mud?

  • does the notion of lugging around canvas and wood tents, heavy metal cooking equipment, and wearing too much clothing in the heat of summer appeal to you?

  • would you like to spend the rest of your life learning and teaching an obsolete, but interesting craft?


it's a damn good thing i love this monkey of mine.
the new M&M valentine-candy-in-june commercial is very disturbing.

i like it.

if M&Ms didn't contain pure, unadulterated poison, i'd even eat them.
you know, i never subscribed to the washington times. there are reasons... i'm liberal, the times is not. sure, you might say i'm limiting myself to the liberal-leaning washington post, but really... i just don't read newspapers that folks like rush limbaugh endorse.(*)

the one time we *can* trust the times is when it reports on the EPA during a Republican administration. you see, the EPA is seen as a bastion of evil liberalism and must always be painted in an awful light when mentioned in the times.

for once, i'm inclined to agree with the awful light bit.

The Army Corps of Engineers' dumping of toxic sludge into the Potomac River protects fish by forcing them to flee the polluted area and escape fishermen, according to an internal Environmental Protection Agency document.

oh, i'd like to point out that the much of the washington metro area gets its drinking water from the Potomac river. tasty...

* this is a fuzzy memory and might well be incorrect. still, i don't like the times. #
fil, who is not JungFroid's twin, has an ongoing chess game with [livejournal.com profile] explodingcat.

i finally peeked at the page, since following it on the table was getting boring. this is marginally more exciting that the typical chess game, if only for the commentary.

on a completely unrelated note, boy is amused by the prevalence of the "jump the shark" idiom.

i can't believe he just had to explain a pop culture reference to me.

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