Update: I lied about posting again.

I still have a livejournal.

Haven't posted anything in ages.

I keep thinking about posting something again, but meh.

You've given back something a lot of very cynical people thought they had lost. I happen to be one of them.

I can't speak for everyone else, but I promise to try and be realistic with my expectations.

The more I think about it, the more I realize that one of the most villainous acts a person can commit is to squander the hope of so many. Please don't screw this up.

It's not just "Yes, we can," but "Yes, we must."

... but I'm SO CLOSE to the two-year mark!

We bought a pack of Listerine dissolving tooth whitener strips at Costco for thirty bucks.

They worked very well. My teeth are whiter than they have been in years.

They also gave me VIOLENT AND PAINFUL DIARRHEA.

Sometimes I guess that's the price we pay for beautiful shiny white teeth.

Week 1: zero pounds. That's to be expected.

Week 2: zero pounds. Frustrating. I started to wonder if I'm doing it wrong.

Week 3: six pounds. Damn skippy. Had a rough go sticking to it. Might try even harder next week.

54 left to go. Seriously. I've done this before and can do it again.

Somebody cheer my fat ass on!

A few hours ago, I saw the Oregon Shakespeare Festival's version of A Midsummer Night's Dream.

Holy crap. It was just amazing. A surreal kind of modern-disco production that I swear has to be at least a little bit Burner-influenced.

I'd hate to give away why it seems that way, because I think everyone should get out here and see it (it runs until November!).

Just... wow.

Why are you people not reading Dresden Codak? WHY?

After a little drama earlier in the week, it's nice to have the kind of night we had last night.

As I write this, it's 7:43 PM and we just got home about two hours ago from Lucent L'amour, which was the previous night. I brought back a couple of important lessons from the night:

1. You can never be too dressed up for something like this.
2. If it's too far away for a cab ride, a hotel room is a must, so some poor sucker doesn't get stuck having to be sober.
3. Always get a print-at-home ticket

The venue completely sold out with 100% more people standing outside waiting, who eventually (1am) had to disperse.

The generators cut out at some point, leaving it painfully obvious how much less interesting an event like this can be without music.

Bathroom lines were insane.

Bassnectar rocked my face.

I've had bad experiences going to LA Burner events and not knowing anybody, and was thrilled that so many wonderful friends of mine showed up to this. I think we should try to bring the same network of folks around to more events like this.

I can't believe how unbelievably great a time I had.

Yesterday, it sounded like a great idea to get a Gargamel tattoo. Today, I'm really glad I'm not that impulsive.


Kind of.