Dec. 31st, 2020 | 07:18 am
Clay Shirky, teacher in the Interactive Telecommunications Program at N.Y.U as part of a discussion addressing, 'In the online world, is the notion of a public/private divide simply not applicable?'
clipped from roomfordebate.blogs.nytimes.com
Feb. 20th, 2014 | 07:13 pm
The TL;DR is - I have booked this into the Kendall Cinema on March 19th at 7:30 for a one night engagement. I need 100 RSVPs, tickets are $14 at the door (no cost to RSVP) and you can do that here: http://www.tugg.com/events/8102
About the showing
A while ago I heard about this movie. They were trying the new combination of fan-driven showings, followed by an online release. But all the local showings were in Dedham and Worcester, and my Somerville-based person was sad. So I did some research and found that I could also book it into a local theatre. And being the person that I am, I did. We're pretty sure I thought things through, but maybe not. I can't really remember.
About the movie
KNIGHTS OF BADASSDOM follows three best friends (Peter Dinklage, Steve Zahn and Ryan Kwanten) and dedicated LARPers (Live Action Role Players) as they take to the woods to reenact a dungeons and dragons-like scenario fresh out of the mythical Middle Ages. Trouble arises after they unwittingly conjure up some serious evil in the form of a blood-lusting Succubus, from the pits of hell.
Fantasy and reality collide on the Fields of Evermore in an all-out epic battle of make-believe wizards, demons and assorted mythical creatures. Their courage and friendship is put to the test as they attempt to vanquish the evil they have summoned. Will the group prove to simply be foam sword-wielding LARPers, or true “Knights of Badassdom?”
Jan. 30th, 2014 | 05:07 pm
I created a 3rd & 4th cookie cutter, these being brains from the top and side. Then to show how they could be decorated, I printed the template I started with, and hand cut them out. This was the result.
the store with my cookie cutters is here: https://www.shapeways.com/shops/thespian
Jan. 29th, 2014 | 03:41 am
Jan. 28th, 2014 | 09:33 am
I just could not find a narwhal cookie cutter that pleased me. So I made a nice, saucy and cute one to grace the high seas (metaphor. cookies should only swim in milk).
Oct. 7th, 2013 | 06:10 pm
I was scared to be on my own. I was scared to leave him; he had told me he would kill me, and Kitchener was not exactly a place you could hide in.
One day, he was threatening me. I know what caused the fight (I was a teenager. I got involved with another teenager behind his back, and it went badly and I was heartbroken and very depressed - G was, mind, 27 at the time). I don't remember how he came to have a decorative trivet that I loved in my hand, but he did, but he was threatening to hit me with it, then caught himself, and looked at it. And I could see what was in his eyes. I said the wrong thing..."You wouldn't dare." He claimed afterwards that he reacted inside as if it was a challenge. I had just meant...we were so poor, I had so few really nice things that I treasured, it was one of them...and I saw that he was going to destroy it, in anger, to hurt *me*.
As soon as his hand smashed down, I saw a panicked look that I've seen in the eyes of young children, when they realize their tantrum has gone *too far*. I was out the door. He broke the thing that destroyed his grasp on me. It wasn't the complete end, but it neared it - I applied, secretly, to Ryerson, and was accepted - it took about a year for me to break (and part of how I did that was foisting him off onto the woman he married intentionally, though I don't think they realized it was very deliberate).
I've been thinking of that a lot the last week. It was in Canada, between 1988 and 1992, and it's obviously a very personal story, but the federal shutdown feels so weirdly the same. The Tea Party people are doing so many of the same things; destroying things not because they care about the things, but to hurt the other side. I've been seeing that panicked look in the eyes of Tea Partiers as they realize what they've done, especially when they get confronted with their own statements in the past that make it obvious they've been throwing a tantrum and it's gone too far. They broke the thing that destroyed their grasp on a lot of people. They're often using phrases that, allowing for some pronouns, are identical to what G used when he needed to explain his abuse to me, and explain how it hadn't happened because of his own psychotic behaviour, but because of the combination of events that brought us to where we were.
I've just been thinking about that a lot this week.
Aug. 9th, 2013 | 01:43 am
2. I have not read a superhero comic in about 4 years.
3. I have written one piece of poetry in my life, about 24 years ago. It was about a cat and contained the line, "the kitten was planning on feeding//on those wriggling, remote, pedal digits."
4. So it makes PERFECT SENSE that my second thing published this month would be a fanfic poem about Heather Hudson taking over the role of team leader of Alpha Flight in the wake of her husband's death.
Download your copy of Flying Higher: An Anthology of Superhero Poetry, edited by shadesong and michaeldthomas now.
Jul. 22nd, 2013 | 10:15 pm
So there you have it. My first piece of paid writing.
Jul. 2nd, 2013 | 11:18 am
Anyway, we find that Lori is here, and it's July 4th, and we thought we'd just ask people to come by because that was fun. This is a drop-in event; come when you have some time, stay until you don't. It'll go at least until the Boston Pops and fireworks are over (which we may watch if we can find it streaming somewhere).
There are two cats here; there is also a cat-free back porch that is lovely for hanging out. I have an inherited charcoal grill that I have never used that we can warily fire up. Children are welcome, but the house is not at all childproof. There is a park about 60 seconds walk away if they get restless.
There is a facebook event page for this, if you'd like to RSVP there. Drop ins are welcome; email me for the address.