Jack McGeorge died yesterday. He was a man of personal and professional integrity who understood that if you don't keep secrets it a hell of a lot harder for anyone to try to hold your choices over your head as if they are something of which to be ashamed.
There was a ferocious storm here last night and it seemed to hit my neighborhood the worst. We had some power outages, multiple downed trees and our plants were all tangled around each other (luckily, it seems relatively minimal damage was sustained). ETA: News reports do indicate that the worst of the storm did hit our neighborhood and did major damage to Central Park.
While I understand the fundamental difficulty of navigating large groups of small children through the New York City subway system, a teacher shouting "up against the wall!" at a pack of five-year-olds disturbs me slightly.
Ahoy! We have achieved Dragon*Con room. We'll be in the Sheraton (which I thought I didn't want to be in again after last year so we could be in a "cool" hotel, but you know what? The Sheraton was civilized and gave me a bit of a respite from the crazy).
And I'm back on the Alternate History track as part of a Rapid Fire Reading on Monday at like 11:30 or something. When my schedule is fully reconfirmed again I will post. So yes, it seems you will get four minutes of gay airship pirate romance thingy, which is much, much weirder than that description makes it sound.
I've had a brilliant idea for one of my interview targets for D*C footage. Email sent. Fingers crossed.
Caprica casting just got pretty interesting. I need to get around to watching all of BSG -- that and Mad Men are my two catch-up things for the Fall.
Still annoyed about a random person on newyorkers querying whether a given neighborhood was safe the other day. 1. New York is the safest big city in America. 2. I want to know what she thought her martial status had to do with it (i.e., she stated that she was a young married woman -- oh, people are targeting them! WHUT?)
Oh hey! Actual chance I might get to be a "masculine lesbian" at a black tie affair on camera. That's pretty rad. Yay acting! *snerk*
I heard the "up against the wall!" thing on the train the other day, too, and jumped about three feet in the air before I even saw the kids.
Barney Frank is such a badass.
Obviously, the person on newyorkers was clarifying so that we'd know she's a) not one of those big tough dykes (because the kind of people who use "married" as a shield are not generally gay and married) who don't have to worry about people bothering us because we're so, you know, gross and b) not one of those skanky single girls she's heard so much about, who are totally asking for it with their heels and cosmos and all. Possibly with a side helping of c) code for "white middle class" because everyone knows those *other* people don't bother with getting married.
You hit the newyorkers poster on the head. And anyone with any doubts about her marital status need only see her in all her bridal glory in her icon.
It's exasperating. Especially since my answer always is: "Go there in daylight, in early evening, and after the sun has fully set. Alone, if possible. See how comfortable you feel, and make your judgement that way." I explain because common sense is entirely too much to expect from some of the population these days.
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Date: 2009-08-19 03:37 pm (UTC)Barney Frank is such a badass.
Obviously, the person on
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Date: 2009-08-19 04:18 pm (UTC)It's exasperating. Especially since my answer always is: "Go there in daylight, in early evening, and after the sun has fully set. Alone, if possible. See how comfortable you feel, and make your judgement that way." I explain because common sense is entirely too much to expect from some of the population these days.
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Date: 2009-08-19 04:22 pm (UTC)Your advice is solid and sound.
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Date: 2009-08-19 06:02 pm (UTC):/