Seriously - I have 2 rooms held right now, and no confirmed (or even mebbe-let it get closer) roomies.

I need to know how many rooms & ppl are interested. I have them Thur night-Monday right now, as I didn't know when I could get a flight back. They're at the Dolphin (where BC is).

Otherwise it's time for me to start begging bed or even futon-space.

If you have a room to share, and no bodies to fill it for TFCon or BotCon - check out [livejournal.com profile] tf_rooms 
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Yes - I have a Brit I've seen twice (of 3 trips): [livejournal.com profile] huntingospray ; several Canadians, incl: [livejournal.com profile] wyntir_rose , and damn - can't recall who else...

And I hope to meet : [livejournal.com profile] vejiraziel , [livejournal.com profile] __wilderness__ , [livejournal.com profile] snugsbunny and any others I can't recall being not-stateside lol.

Many others from Europe via tfw2005.com as well. And many many from other parts of the US - both local (YAY!) and fartehr away. At least now, given my family is all <5miles & 95% of friends as well, I have additional reasons to travel elsewhere. Between my favorite authors, & LJ/Net friends - I have a lot of traveling I'd love to do as K gets older.
From one of my erotic-authors lists - see, we do discuss things other than smut :)

The following was written by Cate, at tinywarrior:

FAG.

This is what I heard someone call my little boy today. I didn’t ignore it. I asked. I glared. What did you say? The kid muttered under his breath. Nothing. We walked to the car and he was quiet. He’s a boy who takes everything into himself. When he shares, it’s a gift. It has a meaning beyond what it is.


I looked at him, my beautiful nine-year-old boy who grew in my belly as I spent endless hours working with men and women dying of AIDS in Los Angeles. The baby that I jostled and jiggled when I was nine months pregnant, shaking my fat little ass at the Dance-a-thon. All the beautiful queens circled around me under the disco ball and rubbed my belly just like the old Russian women at the K-Mart by the Farmer’s Market. I remember looking at them, these glittering beautiful people smiling and wishing me luck. They are celebrating you, I said to my unborn child. They are celebrating life. It was one of the few nights that I didn’t have to face the practical realities of the other side of the coin, the side where I watched my friends wasting away to nothing.

When I had my baby shower, I was living with a friend who everyone thought was my gay lover. I never cared what anyone thought. We were like sisters. She was a nurse who worked with HIV/AIDS patients. I was a lawyer who didn’t like seeing decent people being bullied and treated like shit. We were comrades in arms. People were suffering so much, being locked out of their apartments, being fired from jobs, being dropped from their insurance, being ignored by their own families. So very few people really cared. It still makes me want to howl with the pain of it all when I remember how horrible it was, how tremendously unfair, how incredibly fucking cruel people could be. My shower was attended by four beautiful fat dykes, nine fabulously gay men, a Liberian woman whose asylum case I'd won that year, and a straight couple that I’d kept in touch with after law school. That next week, my mom came and marched at Pride. We laughed about whether I was going to deliver my baby on the parade route. It was a golden day. It shook me more than usual to hear a nondescript man hiss “faggots” as we walked back to the car with a couple of friends.

When he was a little boy, he would tell me he was going to be a girl. I told him he could be whatever he wanted. I didn’t think anything about it. Kids don’t have much of a concept of gender at two. It's like my friend's daughter who told him she was going to grow "big hairy breasts just like Daddy." A few years later, he was playing the game of Life with his brother and declared that he was going to marry a boy. He was six. His four-year-old brother insisted that he couldn’t marry a boy. He has to marry a girl, doesn’t he, Mom? I told them that each of them could marry a boy or a girl. It doesn’t matter as long as you are happy and a good person. He happily zoomed along in his car with two little plastic blue guys in the front seat. That was the same year that he liked to wear my lip gloss. I didn’t care. I’d hand it over any time he asked for it. There were other small but similar things every once in a while, all noted but not given much weight or concern.

So here was my golden boy, born at a time in my life when I was acutely aware of the powers of both love and hatred, chewing his nails in the backseat, trying not to cry. He looked up at me with his giant green eyes. I could tell he was phrasing his question very carefully, as he is such a precise little boy. "I’m not a fag if I don’t want to have a girlfriend, am I?" He was so quiet and serious. I pulled over and turned around to face him.

I wanted to tell him about the time into which he was born, how so many people loved him, how so many people saw him as the sign of a good and hopeful future they might not live to see. I wanted to tell him how the woman who came into my office after he was born wept with him in her arms and kissed him all over. I didn’t take him from her until he was sleeping and her tears had been replaced with a soft smile. “No one has ever let me touch a baby since I was diagnosed,” she told me in Spanish, “He’s so beautiful. Thank you.”

There are so many stories I will have for him, when he is ready to hear them. I looked at him and said, “You are not a fag, period. It doesn’t matter if you like girls, or if you like boys. It doesn’t matter at all. And you are not a fag no matter what. It’s a hateful word that stupid people use to hurt each other.”

That’s all I could say today. I didn't know what else to say. Is my son gay? I don’t know. I don’t care. He’ll figure it out. Either way, when he’s old enough to understand, he’ll hear the stories of the year he was born. He’ll know he’s special, and he’ll understand why the word “fag” will never touch him again.

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While my son is still very much "all boy" he does have his softer side, and I too worry what I will tell him. But in the meantime, I cherish that he looks at the world at face value - black people are, with few exceptions "BROWN PEOPLE MOMMY", and it's a pretty color shirt/nail polish/gloss that he likes - societal "norms" be damned.

Now I gotta fix my eyes b4 coworkers ask why I'm crying at my desk :p
#1
Two women were playing golf. One teed off and watched in horror as her ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole. The ball hit one of the men. He immediately clasped his hands together at his groin, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony.  )

#2
A nice, calm and respectable lady went into the pharmacy, walked up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes, and said, "I would like to buy some cyanide."
The pharmacist asked, "Why in the world do you need cyanide?"
The lady replied, "I need it to poison my husband."
The pharmacist's eyes got big and he explained, "Lord have mercy! I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband, that's against the law! )

#3
Never Argue with a Woman

One morning, the husband returns the boat to their lakeside
Cottage after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap.

Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out.

She motors out a short distance, anchors, puts her feet up, and begins to read her book.

The peace and solitude are magnificent. .

Along comes a Fish and Game Warden in his boat..

He pulls up alongside the woman and says, 'Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?'

'Reading a book,' she replies, (thinking, 'Isn't that obvious?') )
Forogt my wallet this am - no ID, no money or card, NO SUBWAY CARD. Asked a security guard where nearest grocery store was (before I realized w/o ID, they wouldn't take my check anyhow) & explained the sit. She asked where I was heading (2 stops) & gave me enough for fare. Guess Murphy's busy screwing someone else today.

SO!! Some humor was badly needed - here's some to share.

God, Send Me Money!

Little Johnny wanted $100 for a new bike and prayed for two weeks, but nothing happened.

Then he decided to write God a letter asking for the money. When the local postmaster saw the letter addressed to “God, USA,” he decided to send it to the President of the United States.

The President was so impressed, touched, and amused that he instructed his secretary to send the little boy a $5 bill.  )
BRAIN TRANSPLANT
In the hospital the relatives gathered in the waiting room,where a family member lay gravely ill. Finally, the doctor came in looking tired and somber.

'I'm afraid I'm the bearer of bad news,' he said as he surveyed the worried faces. 'The only hope left for your loved one at this time is a brain transplant.
It's an experimental procedure, very risky, but it is the only hope. Insurance will cover the procedure, but you will have to pay for the BRAIN.

The family members sat silent as they absorbed the news. After a time, someone asked, 'How much will a brain cost?'

The doctor quickly responded, '$5,000 for a male brain; $200 for a female brain.'

The moment turned awkward.

Some of the men actually had to'try' to not smile, avoiding eye contact with the women.

A man unable to control his curiosity, finally blurted out the question everyone wanted to ask, Why is the male brain so much more than a female brain? )

The Amish and the Elevator
An Amish boy and his parents were visiting a mall. While the mother looked for cotton fabric for a new apron, the father and son stood around, amazed by almost everything they saw. They were especially amazed by two, shiny silver walls that could move apart and then slide back together again.

The boy asked, "What is that, father?"

The father (never having seen an elevator) responded, "Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life. I don't know what it is."

Could it be a time machine? )

The last one for today(I think):
All sounds of conversation from Sally's stopped. )
The govt job I really want, found out opens next week, and won't be open a super long time - 4-6wks turnaround.
Follow up to K's school conference on Tuesday.
Have interview for a different position I applied for w/ a major contractor next week.

Funny:
Bibles to Boats
A young man from Nebraska moves to Florida and goes to a big "everything under one roof" department store looking for a job. The manager asks, "Do you have any sales experience?" The kid replies, "Yeah, I was one of the best Bible salesman back in Omaha."

The boss liked the kid and gave him the job. "You can start tomorrow. I'll come down after we close and see how you did."

His first day on the job was rough, but he got through it. After the store was locked up, the boss came down. "How many customers bought something from you today?” The kid responds, "One."

The boss says, "Just one? Our sales people average 20 to 30 customers a day. How much was the sale for?"

"$101,237.65. "

"$101,237.65? Holy Mother Mary! What did you sell to him?"

"First, I sold him a small fish hook. Then, I sold him a medium fish hook. Then, I sold him a larger fish hook. Then, I sold him a new fishing rod. Then, I asked him where he was going fishing and he said down the coast. I told him he was going to need a boat, so we went down to the boat department, and I sold him a twin engine Boston Whaler. Then, he said he didn't think his car would pull it, so I took him down to the automobile department and sold him a 4x4 truck with all the bells and whistles."

"A guy came in here to buy a fish hook, and you sold him a boat and a truck?!"

"No, the guy came in here to buy feminine products for his wife, and I said, 'Dude, your weekend's shot. You should go fishing.'"
A SPANISH Teacher was explaining to her class that in Spanish, unlike English, nouns are designated as either masculine or feminine.

'House', for instance, is feminine: 'la casa...'
'Pencil', however, is masculine: 'el lapiz.'

A student asked, 'What gender is 'computer'?'

Instead of giving the answer, the teacher split the class into two groups, male and female, and asked them to decide for themselves whether 'computer' should be a masculine or a feminine noun. Each group was asked to give four reasons for its recommendation. )
Preface this posting with: I came to LJ to post the funny, and the Writer's Block was related :)

Writer's Block: Kids or child-free?
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While I have a wonderful son, I fully believe I would have been equally happy, in different ways, if I had continued child-free. There would obviously be certain experiences that one misses when you do not have children (whether bio or adopted), but there are others that having child(ren) makes difficult if not impossible, even with a partner.

I was just never a overly maternal person. I also have learned that due to mostly bio-reasons, I will not have another child, but would not be against being a Step-mom or adopting w/ a new SO.

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Can I borrow $5?

A woman came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year old son waiting for her at the door )
3/8/10 Don't Tease Me Bro!
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I wouldn't say often, depending on the person doing the teasing. Some, such as my ex, and a former acquaintance, would often go too far. Most of the people I associate with, know the line (in general as well as my fairly long fuse). I have - usually a "joke" about infidelity, Wiccans/Witches, or more recently homosexuality. I don't mind jokes about any of the above - but some are in *really* poor taste, or folks will get on a roll - and some really just never should have been shared in the first place.

And a handful of times I've been told I'd hurt someone. I don't do a lot of teasing, and usually it's just a comment & moved on. Usually I have hurt someone's feelings if I continued the teasing beyond a comment or two.

3/7/10 Best Book ever!
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Nope - cuz within the first 1-3 chapters, my brain has helpfully supplied the overall storyline, and often sequence highlights, if not also which other books characters appear in/author has written. I seldom re-read books, unless it's to refresh my brain prior to reading a new book in a series that had been on hiatus.

3/5/10 Raining cats or dogs?
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I strongly prefer cats - though mostly for living w/ me. I don't mind dogs, as long as they aren't mine, and listen to basic commands. I prefer cats due to living a busy life )
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Well, it depends on when... Ideally - BotCon or DragonCon time, where I could explore the area things were at. Otherwise, week1=DisneyWorld w/ my son & close fam&friends; week2=cruise probably.

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Sadly, this Yank would probably be lost... I'm too outspoken for a woman throughout most American history, and even confirmed world history. Mebbe Celtic region, pre-Christian, as a Druid. Since all my family is local & other than a couple of friends, my buddies as well - I dunno why I'd move elsewhere. And since I haven't traveled much inside the US, much less at all outside of it, I have NFC where I'd live aside from "romantic" ideas of places & times.
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Erm... all time would be White-Cheddar Cheez-its, Ritz snack-mix & Chex bold snack-mix.

Different activities = diff foods? Not really - more like what I have available & how badly I've blown watching what I've eaten that day/recently.

Hasn't really changed in years... except I am eating more popcorn than I used to, now that the mini-bags are more easily found at the store. It's a bit more healthy than most of the other options I like, tho the fact the it's gotta be buttered & preferably Movie-Lover's (extra butter) kinda hurts the healthiness XD

Dave Barry is a Pulitzer Prize-winning humor columnist for the Miami Herald.
Colonoscopy Journal: I called my friend Andy Sable, a gastroenterologist, to make an appointment for a colonoscopy.
A few days later, in his office, )


Colonoscopies are no joke, but these comments during the exam were quite humorous.... A physician claimed that the following are actual comments made by his patients  )

*Disclaimer: Not responsible for spewed beverages or flying food particles*

Dunno if I want to be in this office
well, I believe we're at the 7-8" mark at this time... earlier it was enough that 2 of our RIFTS players said they wouldn't feel comfortable being on the roads at that time. And after hitting Wegman's... yeah - don't blame them.

So now I have dinner + for the next few days, along w/ some work-food supplies. And snacks. :)

Amongst those snacks - from Safeway - White Chocolate Blueberry (product of Switzerland). OMG O_O yum! the chocolate wasn't as sweet as much of the "american" white chocolate (expected) but the blueberries... different but yummy.

Off to kill some fuglies in Azeroth now.
Ladies, we can begin drooling (if Ronan Dex/Jason Mamoa is your type)....

The actor who portrayed dread-locked hottie Ronan Dex on Stargate:Atlantis for 3 seasons has been announced as the new Conan. As he's only 30, plenty of potential mileage XD
Gotten from another list, had to share. My son = #5

Think before you speak...

Here are six reasons why you should think before you speak -
the last one is great!
Have you ever spoken and wished that you could
immediately take the words back...
or that you could crawl into a hole?
Here are the Testimonials of a few people who did..... )
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Yes. It allows a parent to use their discretion as to allowing their child to viist a site, whether directly, or via a "sitter"/screening program. It also warns a child who may happen upon a site "Hey, I read this really cool story/art" - and then continue or not.

I feel that the MPAA scale is fairly accurate - and more importantly, readily recognized by the public. Though I personally prefer the TV-ratings. PG is a bit broad. Whereas my currently 7 y/o boy would be allowed to watch up to TV14 - but I'd also have an idea that a TV7FV (Fantasy violence, such as Pwr Rangers or TFs) show might have that my son would then seek to emulate. Letters to indicate sexuality, cursing or violence would be helpful.

Place a chill on expression? No I don't - it hasn't so far.

In short - yes, a rating on websites I think should be mandatory, and I don't think it'd put a crimp on creativity. If a site chooses to not host things beyond a certain level (which exists now), that is their perogative as the site/list owner. Likewise, if someone posts inappropriate material, the child or responsible adult should report it.

You can't protect children from everything - but you can try to be informed & inform them - and make the best decisions based on that information you can with the tools at your disposal. Like, I fully support the V-chip & sitter-software - BUT - I *am adamently* against pre-set filters. Let *ME*, the parent decide what my child can see/visit. Some of these public-school & libraries torque me off w/ their wide-spread filters (Wicca & non-J-C/Islamic sites have often been banned - say what?). Porn I get - that's offensive in about every culture, and should be something introduced/monitored by a parent... but sex sites for info, or religious sites about minority religions?? really??

**gets off soapbox** wow LJ - you've had some seriously thought-provoking questions this month - and it's only mid-January!!
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Religious freedom & equality, specifically Neo-Pagan & Wiccan. Also do some work for LGBT rights. Mostly letter-writing & marching for the latter. Letters & living it for the former. As in- I don't hide I'm Wiccan, and in the past I wore my Pentacle necklace in the open at work & my plates indicate my beliefs as well. which reminds me I need to go hunting for a new necklace...

Most either feel the same or don't give a crap - about either. The again, most of the ones that don't give a crap don't vote or otherwise participate in the system beyond mandatory taxes either.

Most of my family also feel strongly about these issues - though my parents were not the ones that started e down either path - only taught me to try to think of ppl equally.


eta: as many of you know, I'm the mod on the kink-meme. Recently, there's been an uptick in trolling & flaming. Most recently,, it was wank about child pr0n being requested or written It's not & won't be while I'm a mod). One of the prompts that preceded the wank was Megatron likes em fresh/young - a Bot's first time... It got written, and I gotta share the author's foreword:

For those trollish anons, Bluestreak is young by Cybertronian standards. He is (not counting the 4 million years in stasis) a mere 50 vorns old. As each vorn is 83 human years that means that our young Bluestreak is four thousand, one hundred fifty (4150) years old and thus, damned trolls, well past the age of consent anywhere on Earth. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

Well said author-anon, well said.
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