rm | Sep. 29th, 2010

Patty's phone has been found! At the restaurant we ate at the night before she left. I had tried to call them the day of her flight but we kept getting disconnected and then the call wouldn't go through. But anyway, that's all good, and I'll pick it up for her today or tomorrow. Yay. Also, I hear she acquired welsh cakes for me.

Pam Cook book is so good, but y'all don't care. But, SO GOOD. It's weird though when she breezes by things I know more trivia about than she has any reason to include because her focus is elsewhere.

One of the things I find challenging about wearing many hats that are, despite my best efforts, not entirely fully integrated yet (that's really a function of success/fame -- until you're _known_ the extra hats can look like lack of focus, as opposed to PURE AWESOME) is when I have to write bios that are only about one part of the awesome I do. I get how it's all connected, and the bio can totally make it make sense, but it's, alas, not always the time or place. It makes me sad. Hey, you all, write your bio as it should be (like would go with an authored article or a theater program listing or whatever) in comments. That should be fun.

This means I currently have two things out that are almost certainly going to press, but I can't talk about yet, and two pitches out that I have no idea what's up with them yet. Not bad. More, I must make more! Also, I think I am totally going to do that screenplay writing contest.

Have the fake book for the Inception musical spoof now. Hey, I can still sight read decently. Good to know. Also, I am so in love with this one song, which is sly and funny and dark and sort of suits me completely unrelated to the context of the material or source material. Also, you all have to love a line that's "the strength of my wrist, is damage control." ARE YOU EXCITED YET, PEOPLE? Also, my former roommate is singing the Eames to my Arthur, so tell me that's not pure hilarity.

Yesterday, I was awesome with plumbing. STOP LAUGHING. I had to change a washer, that was nearly impossible to find, in a very cantakerous showerhead, but I got it to work and am very proud of myself.

Love this haircut. Never have I ever spent ten minutes in front of the mirror messing with a haircut because it was JUST THAT AWESOME. But this haircut is just that awesome.

Hate the degree to which my gender presentation is a function of who's giving me cookies. Oh, I was pretty in a dress, let's be a girl! I love/am a function of my wavering gender. But sometimes, I feel like a ghost because of it.

Why is the whole Internet so super slow lately? Is it sunspots or what?

Oh, hey, if I owe you a response to a PM, and I can think of at least two that had Emotional Content I Should Respond To, I am a flake, and you are not a creeper, and I'll try to get back to you today. LJ PM's and I -- I hate the interface. It's a thing. Sorry!

Anderson Cooper interviews Michigan ADA about his harassment/criticism of a gay college student involved in his university's campus government. Weird and horrifying. Note: video only, not currently captioned.

Another teen has died because of anti-gay bullying after nine days in the hospital because of a suicide attempt. Every day, kids like that this you don't hear about are dying because of hate. Seth Walsh was 13.

It is with no little sense of inner-conflict and bitterness that I report on this thing that seems to imply being queer might help you get into college. I barely managed to stay in school because I was queer.

First film from India to feature gay sex scene may be censored.

The American People is a history of homosexuality in America. The book is 4,000 pages long and will be published in two volumes beginning in 2012. Article makes assertions about Abraham Lincoln's sexuality (a topic we've certainly heard much on before) and George Washington's (news to me). And, yes, I know using our terms for sexuality anachronistically is problematic. I imagine this is going to be a must own.

Transman seeking donations in return for art to fund his top surgery. via