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Gorillaz in the Mist [23 Nov 2009|12:47am]
So, our friend [info]bunnyko was bored today and decided to draw Megan and I as Gorillaz. I have absolutely no idea why! However, I think the end product came out looking pretty neat, especially the ones of Megan.



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My message in a bottle is a potato [20 Nov 2009|04:15am]
So, Megan and I unwittingly became participants in a science project when we looked in one of our baskets in the kitchen and discovered that a sweet potato had begun to sprout right there in the basket. I remembered something from my youth about growing potatoes in jars, and went ahead and stuck the potato in a jar to see if it would take. Well, it didn't.

However, we got so attached to the idea of growing a sweet potato in our kitchen that we went out to the supermarket and picked a potato that was just the right size for us. Then we plopped him right down in a jar that was just for him, and we named him Igor because I'm incapable of naming things without including puns.

It took him quite awhile to grow a good root structure, but after a while, he started sprouting leaves out of his top. In the beginning it was quite slow, but now it seems like his stalks and leaves grow almost an inch a day! He's growing so fast that I really don't know what we're going to do with him. I also don't know how long he's going to be able to sustain that level of growth on nothing but water! So I figured that tomorrow I'd go to the hardware store and pick up some plant nutrient things and toss it in his bottle.

I just thought that I would take the time to share our little household project with you all!

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Doctor Whoa [17 Nov 2009|12:42am]
The latest Doctor Who, "The Waters of Mars"? Quite possibly my favorite David Tennant episode in his entire run as the Doctor. Sure, it had its issues, but altogether a fantastic, dynamic episode.

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ICFA-bound [13 Nov 2009|02:41pm]
So, I just had my paper, "You Got (Steam)Punk'd: The Transformation of Victorian Science Fiction to Modern Fantasy", accepted into ICFA! Woo hoo!

For those who don't already know, ICFA is the International Conference of the Fantastic in the Arts, and it's the most awesome academic conference evar. I went a few years ago and had a great time and met some really awesome people, but haven't been able to justify going back. However, since I'll be presenting a paper this year, I am absolutely going to attend. This is good news for those who wish to see me there!

Also, if anyone is looking for someone to share a hotel room with, I definitely need a place to stay. It will probably just be me, but it could potentially also be my wife.

In other news, the funeral and the trip to Miami were all fine. It was actually one of the nicest funerals I've been to thus far, and 'nice' is not interchangeable for 'expensive'. It was just a nice service, and people said such nice things. She was 91 and had lived way longer than anyone expected, so there wasn't any wailing about how it wasn't her time... There was just a real feeling of appreciation for who she was.

The trip itself was a freaking whirlwind. We basically got there, did funeral things, then immediately left. I wish I'd had more time to actually accomplish things while I was there, but I just didn't, at all.

So now I'm back from outer space, and it's hard to get back into the swing of things.

Well, anyway, I need to go to work, so I can't ramble on for any longer. However, happy Friday the 13th, everyone!

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Moving on up to the East side. [07 Nov 2009|11:52pm]
So, my grandmother died today. She was all morphine'd up, and it was very peaceful.

I'm fine with it, since it wasn't exactly unexpected. The funeral's on Monday, so I'll be in Miami until Tuesday.

It's just been a really hard semester for me. Last night my vertigo came back, so now I need to go see a specialist. In all likelihood, I'll waste a lot of time, energy and money on doctors, and it won't even end up helping, in the long run. The alternative, though, is that I'll just continue to worry about it, and it will make me miserable. Sigh.

To top it off, my TV is broken, and it's going to be more than $400 to fix. T_T

And to top THAT off, my car's GPS broke. And let me tell you, I can't navigate Atlanta without it, because Atlanta is a freaking warren of roads that make no sense.

Also, I don't think I mentioned, but my roof started leaking a few weeks ago, so I had to have some dude come and fix it, and that cost some money, too.

I'm just feeling... Kind of overwhelmed, I guess. There's just SO much going on right now that I can't help but fall behind in my schoolwork, not to mention my various projects. I hardly even know what to do with myself. I mean, maybe the vertigo is stress-related. Who knows?

I don't want to make LJ posts only when I'm upset or anxious or whatnot, but it's just been a common theme, lately. I far prefer making excited posts about the various things I'm working on.

Sigh.

So yeah, funeral.

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An update [04 Nov 2009|01:53am]
Things have generally been pretty stressful for me lately, but I thought that I would bring people up to speed with my life.

First of all, I've submitted proposals to two academic conferences (my first at which I'll be presenting papers), the Midwest Victorian Studies Conference and the International Conference of the Fantastic in the Arts. I haven't received final word yet on either of them, but I suppose we'll see! My paper will be on steampunk, and I'll likely tailor the paper for each conference based on my intended audience. I'm really excited about it, and I hope that I get accepted by both conferences. It would be a great thing to add to the old CV.

That's the exciting news.

The less exciting news is that my grandmother is dying. She's been in the hospital for awhile, and she's breathing through a tube, and things just aren't looking good for her at all. So it seems that I may (or may not, depending on the money) be taking a trip down to Miami this weekend to either attend the funeral or to say goodbye, depending on how badly things go. Meh.

Otherwise, I've just been totally exhausted, lately. Things at home have been 'eh' and things at school have been 'eh'. At least things at work are going well, but I do still feel kind of like I'm wasting my time there. Everyone there is very nice, and I enjoy my time there, but at the end of the day, all I have to show for my time is some money instead of anything that may help my career. That's why I really hope that that job at CCP comes through, because I'd be honing my skills and actually doing something fun and interesting. On the other hand, I haven't heard back from CCP yet (I wrote a follow-up letter last week, and it's been about a month and a half since my submission) so I don't know how likely it is that I'll get the job. But then again, it took them three months to get back to me based on my initial application, and that was only one page.

Beyond that, I've just been really busy with everything going on. I'm trying to ride everyone's ass about the various projects that I'm working on, but people are being really slow, and it's making me sad.

Anyway, that's it for now!

When I get time for it, this journal will likely be reorganized and name-changed and all of that fancy stuff.

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T_T [26 Oct 2009|02:07pm]
[ mood | I am a sad kiwi ]

I am extremely sad.

My vertigo came back today while I was in class.

The first time it happened, I just wrote it off to whatever, and I didn't freak out about it so much. But now it's back again, and I'm officially freaking out. I'm not having any other symptoms like blurred vision or chest pains or anything, but this is still really unsettling. I called my doctor, and he seemed to think that until I develop additional symptoms, I should be okay. He couldn't see me today, but I made an appointment for tomorrow morning.

I wish I could be one of those people who just doesn't worry about things like this. One of those people who have a problem like this and just say, "Oh, this sucks, but whatever, it'll be fine." Instead, I can't stop myself from saying things like, "What's wrong with me? Am I about to die? Is there something wrong with my brain? No, what about my heart? Can I feel my heartbeat while I'm having a bout of dizziness? Am I having arrhythmia or tachycardia? I don't want to die."

Sometimes I feel really great and self-confident, and then sometimes I'm a pathetic wretch who can't do anything.

Didn't I read some quote somewhere about how all great writers are tortured? Or maybe that was all intelligent people, I'm not sure. Well, if being tortured is the criteria for either of those, I think that I qualify pretty easily.

I just discovered today that this blog is linked from the STEAMFest website, which is kind of weird. I feel pretty bad for the people who get here from there and then happen to come when I'm writing a post about my awful mental state rather than whatever steampunk things I happen to be working on at the time. Actually, seeing that link made me strongly consider changing my blogging habits or formats or whatever. I should probably have some kind of professional blog in which I talk about whatever I'm working on and other things like that. But then I don't want this journal to devolve into nothing but whining about my health.

But on the other hand, I don't want to be known professionally as Master Gode, and I don't want any potential professional contacts to see the 'Austin's Giant Cock' banner on my journal. <chuckles>

So I've considered changing the name of this journal to something more professional and then just friendslocking all my past posts, but I've also considered just making a new journal for my professional self. If anyone has any input on that, I would be much obliged.

Oh, in other wonderful news, my TV is broken. The power supply or the capacitor died, and now the TV doesn't work. The only way for me to fix it is to get Samsung to do it, and my TV is out of warranty. Sigh. So it looks like I'll be without a TV for awhile.

As much as I'm enjoying just the simple act of typing, I should probably bring this post to a close. I do, after all, want people to read it rather than disregarding it entirely due to its length and/or ramblocity. Yeah, ramblocity... That's my neologism for the day.

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It's that time again [23 Oct 2009|12:00am]
Yes, you guessed it... Time for another anxiety-ridden LJ post.

So, I'm overweight and out of shape. I know this. Everyone tells me to just start jogging, but I can't stand jogging and I can't make myself do it on a regular basis. There's a gym three blocks from my house, but I can't afford a membership.

Some of you -- or rather, most of you -- probably know that I have horrible, health-related anxiety. Which, as a result, makes me a hypochondriac. Well, I decided to get some poor-man's exercise a few minutes ago by climbing up and down the stairs in my house. As I was on my third trip up, I started getting a chest pain just below my left nipple that went up into my armpit. Now, I'm pretty sure that it's just a muscle or something like that, because first of all, it would have been higher up if it were heart-related and secondly, I have gotten some fairly strenuous exercise at work recently carrying boxes up and down the stairs and didn't have any chest pains at the time.

When I got to the top of the stairs and paced back and forth a bit, the pain went away. I decided that the best thing to do would be to continue going up and down the stairs in order to either verify that the pain happens whenever I get my heart rate up, or, more likely, prove to myself that it was nothing. I only got up and down the stairs twice before my anxiety made it impossible for me to continue. So now I'm stuck sitting here at my desk with a heightened level of anxiety, unable to even exercise enough to dissuade myself of my fears.

It sucks.

And yes, I'm on medication for my anxiety. But when I have a real specific stimulus, I still have problems. Without the meds, I might be curled up in the fetal position in bed, shaking, instead of writing this angsty post on livejournal.

I just never know what to do at times like this, and that hasn't changed after years of therapy and now meds. It was enough of a leap for me to capitulate and finally accept that I'm one of those people who simply can't function in their normal lives without medication, but now I still stumble from time to time, so to speak.

Meanwhile, the bottom right side of my mouth (under my tongue) has started getting noticeably dry tonight. I wonder if I was right about my salivary gland giving up the ghost.

Oh, in more amusing news, there's one other person in the world with my name, and he's a high school kid in the class of 2011. Today I added him on Facebook, but he hasn't accepted my add yet. I wonder what I would think if I were his age, and some dude like me tried to add me on Facebook. He seems like some relatively normal kid, so I wonder what he'll think about my profile pictures.

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Rip Van Winkle part two? [20 Oct 2009|02:32pm]
I just slept for 16 hours last night, which is the longest I've slept in the last several years. My record is 18 hours, but that was when I was really sick, back at UF.

I had a ton of stuff that I needed to do last night, and none of it got done, including taking the garbage out from the party. T_T

In other news, the vertigo/dizziness thing does seem to be getting better. It's distinctly not as bad as it was two days ago, though I don't notice a marked difference today from how it was yesterday. Thanks to [info]hannahsarah for her suggestion of vertigo and whatnot... That set my mind at ease a good deal, though if this is still hanging around in a day or two, I'm going to go see my doctor.

In other news, I've taken on an additional free-time project, beyond the graphic novel and audiobook. A friend asked me to write a script for a short steampunk film, so I started working on that last night before I passed out. I think it'll be a fun project... I spent most of my time working on it so far coming up with a plot and some characters, so now I just need to make it happen. This is also my first real experience writing something to spec... Most of what I've done in the past has simply been adapting things to different medias. But in this case, I'm working within pretty specific constraints and it's a good test of my writing capabilities.

Now all I need to do is just make sure that the other two projects I'm working on actually get done. <chuckles>

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Meh [18 Oct 2009|01:53pm]
[ mood | sad ]

This sucks.

We had a Halloween party at my house last night, and at somewhere around 3 am, I started getting a headache. Before too long, that headache turned into dizziness/lightheadedness. Normally this would be expected at a party, but as most of you know, I don't drink, and was completely sober. I had something to eat and drank some water (to make sure I wasn't hungry and/or dehydrated) but it didn't seem to help.

I wrote it off as stress/anxiety, because that has been known to happen from time to time, and just went to sleep.

But now it's the next day and I have to go to work in a few minutes, and I'm still experiencing the dizziness. As a hypochondriac, I fear everything that I can't explain. So I feel terrible, and I don't know what to do. T_T

I'm so sad. I'm hoping that I just have a bug of some sort, but that doesn't prevent me from worrying about it and not knowing what to do.

This really pisses me off, because it was a great party last night, and I didn't want to have to go to sleep while it was still going on.

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What happens when you live with Mary [14 Oct 2009|06:39am]


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Two stories, one scary and one ridiculous [06 Oct 2009|04:42am]
The scary story is that I went to take the trash out today (which was located in our big, outdoor trash can that needed to be taken down to the street) and when I moved it, a giant rat leapt out of it and scared the bejesus out of me. Seriously, this was the biggest rat I had ever seen. Its body was easily eight inches long, not including the length of its tail. It wouldn't have been quite so scary if I'd been wearing sturdier clothes than my pajamas, but I was terribly afraid that it was going to leap at me and give me rabies.

It ran down my driveway toward the street, then apparently changed its mind and ran back up toward me. For a moment, I was scared that it was charging me and intended to attack, but then it changed course and climbed up the embankment and into the plants. But still. Sheesh.

Now for the ridiculous story! This one will require a little bit of exposition. So, for those of you who have Comcast cable, you'll know about On Demand. For those that don't, On Demand is basically a service that offers a certain selection of movies and TV shows that can be selected from a menu and watched at your leisure. What you may not know, even if you have Comcast, is that each movie has a description, so that a potential viewer can know a least a little bit about what the movie is about. Well, the part you may not know is that sometimes these descriptions are mundane, and sometimes they're totally ridiculous.

Let me give you two examples.

Groundhog Day:
"A self-centered TV weatherman is sent to Punxsutawney, PA to cover the annual appearance of the town's world-famous groundhog. He soon realizes that he is doomed to repeat Groundhog Day until he learns that his actions can affect the outcome."
That's pretty standard, right? Here's another example:

Return of the Living Dead 3:
"BFF's Julie and Curt have a relationship problem: it seems Julie's all dead and stuff. Curt reanimnates Julie, but now she's a really gross zombie, hungry for human brains. Sometimes, it makes more sense to just break up."
<chuckles>

Some of these descriptions have really made me laugh. Here's another one, just because I think it's funny:

They Live:
"Wearing special sunglasses, a homeless man has proof that a fascist alien race has taken over Earth. Plus, for spare change, he'll clean your windshield. Unless you're a fascist alien in which case, forget it."

Anyway, that isn't the point of this story, and it certainly isn't the part that's ridiculous.

What IS ridiculous is that I got so curious about these descriptions that I actually called Comcast to find out who writes them. They're really impressively clever and witty, and I've actually scrolled through the list of movies just to read the descriptions. What I learned when I called Comcast was that it's 'privileged information' and that they 'can't give it out'.

What?

Yeah, you heard me. They wouldn't actually tell me who writes them, nor would they transfer me to anyone who could help me. They said that it was company policy to both not talk about that, and to not transfer phone calls to whatever department it is that deals with things like that.

What?

Isn't that ridiculous? As a writer, I feel bad for whoever it is that writes all of those, because their work is entirely unacknowledged and unsung.

The end!

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Well, this sucks [04 Oct 2009|10:46pm]
Do you know the feeling you get in your saliva glands when you're about to throw up? When your glands go into hyperproduction, so as to cushion your system against the upcoming shock it's going to receive?

Well, that's how the right side of my neck has felt, on and off, for the past several days. You may remember that the right side of my neck is where I had cancer, which is where I had my biopsy surgery that cut one of the nerves in my neck. Not in the spinal cord, obviously, but ever since the surgery, I haven't been able to feel a swath of my neck. I also had radiation on that side of my neck, and the radiation field encompassed my right salivary gland.

So, as far as I can tell, there are two options as to what's causing this tremendously uncomfortable feeling because let me tell you, it feels like I'm about to throw up constantly, but only on the right side of my neck. Either I'm regaining feeling in the part of my neck that's numb, or my right saliva gland is failing.

Personally, I think that it's the latter of those two options, though that may just be my own personal bias toward assuming the worst. But it would make sense, because I've been having a lot of gas, lately, and also a lot of stomach acid issues. And, of course, as you know, saliva is necessary for regulating stomach acidity and for digesting food properly.

So I'm not really sure what to do about it. Either way, there's nothing that a doctor could do about it, though I can't help but worry about it because I'm a hypochondriac.

Bleh. I am unhappy.

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I thought this picture was hilarious [01 Oct 2009|02:15am]

This was at the Kitty Kat Club in Minnesota. Hooray, moustache!

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What a weekend! [28 Sep 2009|12:08am]
Oh, good lord.

I am freaking exhausted, but I still have so much work left to do, tonight. I am, however, taking a break to write this post for the sake of my own sanity.

So, on Friday was the fashion show, which went great. I'm getting quite the hang of being a designer at a fashion show, because I've had to fill in for Megan on several occasions because she was running late. <chuckles>

Oh yeah, maybe I should go back a little bit further. The plane ride up to MN was pretty uneventful, except that some really weird, fat old lady sat next to me, and she smelled bad. T_T

We stayed with our friends [info]blasphemina and her fiance Ryan, which was very nice. They were excellent hosts and Ryan cooked food for us, which was awesome. ^_^

But, umm, yeah. Man, I'm so frazzled right now that I'm totally not even thinking straight at all. I guess I'll just skip forward to my presentation on Sunday.

So, first of all, the conference was much smaller than I was expecting. However, it was still my first academic conference, so that's something. I had pretty much absolutely no idea what to talk about at the conference, since I didn't know what everyone's level of knowledge about steampunk would be. So basically, I had to be prepared to talk about anything at all. Which I was. But unfortunately, when you prepare for everything, you can't really have a really good presentation on any one thing. Which is basically what happened. Everyone had heard of steampunk (except for two or three people), but no one was really very clear on what it was. So I had to sort of start with the definition of steampunk, its history, what role it plays in our society, how it differs from Victorian science fiction, etc. I didn't even get close to talking about any of the real issues at the heart of steampunk right now. I gave a little introduction speech, and then pretty much fielded questions for the rest of my time.

It was kind of strange, because almost everyone who raised their hand look REALLY, REALLY anxious to talk. So I kept interrupting myself in order to take questions because the askers looked like what they had to ask was really important. Which, in some cases, they were. But in other cases, they weren't. <chuckles>

I presented myself as not a scholar, but essentially as a primary source, as an expert. I'm not a sociologist, and I'm certainly not an anthropologist, so I can't really study and/or speak on steampunk itself as a subculture, at least not as a scholar. However, I'm neck-deep in the subculture and I AM an academic, so I'm... Well, an expert. I think that the people attending the presentation appreciated that aspect of it, since I wasn't speaking secondarily of the stuff going on in steampunk, but primarily. It made it more interesting for them, I think.

I got some strange questions, like, "Is Steampunk a boy version of Lolita?" and "Is Steampunk a reaction to petro-chemicals?" But for the most part, the questions that I got were good and topical, though I think that they primarily consisted of my dispelling certain preconceptions about steampunk, or just clearing up misconceptions. A number of people approached me after the panel and talked to me at some length, which is always nice. I hope that some of the people who I met will keep in touch, and contact me about stuff in the future.

Alright, now on to pictures from this weekend! We had a photoshoot on Thursday with Drake, who's a professional amateur photographer. <chuckles>


Awwww, aren’t we cute? )

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SGMS [24 Sep 2009|01:52am]
As some of you know, I'll be speaking this weekend at an academic conference called School Girls and Mobile Suits, which is largely about anime. I'm going to speak about steampunk, specifically as it relates to anime.

Considering that I haven't spoken about that specific subset of steampunk yet, I think it would benefit me to gather my thoughts in the form of this LJ post, and have people see if what I'm saying makes sense before I spew it out to a bunch of academics who'll tear me to shreds.

So, if you're interested in the intersection of steampunk and anime, read on!

What I did, in preparing for this task, was to go through the Wikipedia page for 'steampunk works' and find which animes fell under the category of 'steampunk' according to the public at large. According to them, I assembled this list:
Nausicaa
Castle in the Sky
Metropolis
Howl’s Moving Castle
Steamboy
Future Boy Conan
Nadia: The Secret of Blue Water
Last Exile
D. Gray Man

Now, I've watched all of those animes except for Future Boy Conan (which I read the Wikipedia page on, to give myself a general idea of what it's about) and I've drawn the following conclusion: The Japanese, at large, have no real emotional connection to steampunk as a genre. To go even further, their use of steampunk fills an almost occidentalist role, rather than the genuine interest that you see in Western medias. I find this rather ironic, considering how rife Orientalism was during the era of steam.

Steamboy, I would say, is the one real exception. That movie provided a real, solid steampunk base and did an excellent job... Unfortunately, it's the exception to the rule.

However, let's look at Howl's Moving Castle as an example. Howl's castle was very steampunk in its design, but unfortunately, that was it. The steampunk was a shallow veneer that was simply a facade designed to cover the real workings of the house, namely magic. Let's look at Metropolis. There were some interesting anachronistic designs, but it was the wrong era to be steampunk. It was based around 1930's-ish designs, which is distinctly after the time from which the aesthetic sense that powers the Western steampunk movement was derived. Castle in the Sky? Also missed the distinctly 'steampunk' boat. Nadia, I felt, was a pretty close miss because first of all, it took place after the steam period and secondly, it was a bit too Japanese. However, it dealt with the technology and such in a fairly responsible, logical manner. I'm going to contrast this with the next, and perhaps most important, of the steampunk animes.

I'm referring to Last Exile, which is an anime that was pretty specifically billed as a steampunk anime. This is an excellent example of my thesis, which is that the Japanese have no real connection to steampunk. First, and most importantly, the majority of the designs from the show were based off of the German interwar period styles which, as you may know, covers a span from about 1918 to 1939 which, again, is well after the end of the normally accepted steampunk period. Second, the entire story takes place in an alternate world which supposedly has nothing to do with Earth (except that it might or might not be in the future of Earth?), but it incorporates elements from multiple cultures and eras throughout Earth's history. Normally I would say that there is no problem with that, but in this case, their inclusion is haphazard and non-sensical. For example, the 'vanships' in the anime are designed after a cross between 1930's-style fighter planes (even going so far as to call aerial maneuvers after real WW1 fighter pilots) and mid-century modern cars. But unfortunately, their technology doesn't mesh with their design. For example, in Western media generally the way that one creates a steampunk world is by saying, "Okay, let's say that in 1862 the British suddenly discovered a limitless power source. What would that world look like, twenty years later?" or, of course, they solve that problem by having the world be normal and having simply one inventory who creates, say, a giant steampunk spider and then asking how that would interact with the world at the time. But in Last Exile, it's all wrong. The people have a form of magnetic propulsion and levitation that operates on entirely different principles than Earth airplanes, so why would their designs mimic ours? Planes and cars were designed the way they were largely because of their methods of propulsion. But in Last Exile, this was seemingly ignored. Airships are designed to mimic seagoing ships, but no reason for that is given. In Western steampunk, airships are more often meant to resemble zeppelins, or if they are made to resemble ships, it's because ships are still the preferred form of transportation and airships have yet to come up with their own designs because they're so new. But in Last Exile, flying is nothing new and has been around for an indeterminate amount of time. So why do the airships still resemble seaships? Unfortunately, the simple answer is that it looks cool.

I apologize for being long-winded, but what I'm getting at is that for the Japanese, steampunk isn't an intellectual exercise, and it isn't something to emotionally connect to. It is purely an aesthetic, and one that they treat the same way that they treat everything else foreign: namely, they change it into something different and make it their own.

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It's gonna rain, wOOOoooOOOh [22 Sep 2009|01:49am]
As some of you may have heard, it's freaking pouring in Georgia. School got cancelled today, and roads were flooded and there were mudslides (not the tasty, alcoholic kind) and all kinds of stuff.

I was kind of happy that it was raining and I got a day to sit in and recover from being sick, until this evening.

I was lounging around in my pajamas when I got a call from Megan's dad. He was out of town, but Megan's mom was at their house freaking out because their basement flooded. Their basement, might I add, which was literally full of boxes of perishable things like artwork, pictures, letters, etc.

So we had to drop what we were doing and immediately head over to their place. Megan and I dragged Mary, Nicole and SQ with us, which was really awesome of them to come. So we spent pretty much all night carrying/sorting wet cardboard boxes full of stuff, and sweeping tons and tons of water out of their basement. The whole time I was there, I was giving thanks that I didn't have a problem like that with my house. <chuckles>

But yeah, my house is fine so far, and everything is fine. We're all fine, here. How are you?

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Application status: [21 Sep 2009|01:43am]
In the immortal words of Red Leader in Star Wars, "It's away!"

For those of you who don't know, I just sent in a short story as a part of an application to CCP Games. I have absolutely no idea how long it will take me to hear back from them, but I will likely be on pins and needles until such time as I do.

In other news, I got horribly sick this weekend. T_T

Megan has been sick since DragonCon, and I had thus far managed to avoid catching it, but I eventually succumbed. I sweated like a mad fiend last night while I was sleeping, and woke up today wet and miserable. Now my nose is running like a faucet. =(

As if that weren't enough, it's supposed to rain all week and I have to walk to school every day. Then we're leaving for Minnesota on Thursday for an academic conference at which I'll be speaking. I really, really don't have time to be sick. I also really, really hope that I'm well by Thursday for the plane ride, though I would be willing to place a bet against it.

When did my life become so busy?

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Making it official [17 Sep 2009|10:48pm]
[ mood | optimistic ]

It's now after 10:45 pm EST, and I'm officially 30. My day today has pretty much consisted of sitting at my computer working on the sci-fi short story and getting interrupted by notifications that I got 'happy birthday' wishes via Facebook. <chuckles>

Rather than whining about how old I feel, I'm just going to say that I hope the next 30 years are even better than the past 30 years. And let me tell you, I've met some really awesome people and done some pretty awesome things in the last 30 years of my life... The coming 30 years have some big shoes to fill. Sure, I had cancer and let's face it, I'll probably get it again in the next 30 years. But here's to hoping that it's 20 years down the road, when there's a cure for cancer and not in a year or two, when I'd have to get chemo again. And here's to hoping for a long, happy life together for Megan and I. I hope that I can make it as a writer, and she can make it as a designer. I hope that 30 years down the road, we don't look back at right now as the high point of our lives. I hope that the high point is yet to come, and here's to never giving up trying to achieve your dreams.

I'll drink to that.

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The big 3-0. [13 Sep 2009|06:40pm]
I turn 30 on Thursday.

I don't feel 30.

It's kind of hard to believe that I'm so old!

I remember when I was 19, thinking that I wasn't going to make it to 21, and now here I am, ten years later, about to hit 30. It just kind of... boggles the mind. And I know that there are plenty of people reading this who are over 30 and are thinking to themselves, "Oh, shut up. 30's nothing! You're still young!" But of course, you only turn 30 once.

I don't even think I'll be having a party, this year. My birthday is the day before Anime Weekend Atlanta, and then the next weekend I'll be in MN for an academic conference in which I'll be speaking about steampunk. We are planning on having a Halloween party at the house, so maybe I'll co-opt the party and turn it into a quasi-belated birthday party for myself.

In other amusing news, [info]jaborwhalky made a post about me in her journal, telling people to stop sending her a link to my last post. At least I know she read it, unlike my e-mails that went unanswered. Apparently next time I want to send her an e-mail, I should just post it in my journal, and trust that her friends will send her the link to it.