Age meme

Mar. 30th, 2013 12:05 am
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How this works: You comment, I give you an age (please tell me how old you currently are, since I don't necessarily know) and you fill out the meme questions with what applied to you back then, and now.

[personal profile] wordweaverlynn gave me 32. I turned 32 in 2005.

A year in the life. )
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Ganked from [personal profile] firecat. Got an hour to kill at work? How about a meme?

Please fill out this survey so I can get to know you better. Old friends, fill it out too! Even if I know you well, I may find out something about you I never knew. Feel free to spread this around so we can all get to know each other. If there is a question you don't want to or don't know how to answer, just tell me something else instead.


Answers under the cut )
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Day Twenty-nine: If you made a deal with a demon what would your bargain be?

Of the vices embodied by the standard Dragon Age demons -- rage, hunger, sloth, desire, and pride -- I'd probably be most tempted by sloth. No one who mostly knows me online believes this, but I am, in fact, incredibly lazy. I avoid chores and errands, put the bare minimum of effort into a lot of things, and am almost always happy to spend a weekend kicking back on the couch with TV or a book or games or the Internet. So if a sloth demon came along and offered me some kind of deal where I'd never have to do housework again, or go grocery shopping, or deal with any of my inane tasks at work, I'd take it in a second.

Complete list of questions
owlmoose: (cats - tori sun)
So this weekend's shows were awesome. To be fair, I have never been to a bad They Might Be Giants concert. The Johns and their band are fantastic performers, and I suspect that, even at their worst, They would be entertaining. They seem to be having so much fun on that stage -- Flans still jumps around like a kid with his guitar, while Linnell holds the center of the storm at the keyboards and the band rocks out. Saturday's show was excellent; I got to hear some old favorites (Pencil Rain! Why Does the Sun Shine?! The Guitar!), and some of their newer stuff, and it was all great fun. But I am so, so glad I went to Sunday's performance as well, because it was the Flood show.

Flood, TMBG's breakthrough album and the one that casual fans of the band are most likely to know, is not my favorite of their albums -- that honor is held by Apollo 18, and I would probably rank Lincoln, The Else, and possibly John Henry above it as well, in terms of "if I were to choose a TMBG album to listen to in its entirety, which am I most likely to pick?" But Flood will always hold a special place in my heart, because it's the album through which I discovered this, my all-time favorite band. It was the second commercially recorded tape I ever bought for myself, and probably the first I ever wore out from continuous play. It was also the first concert I ever saw, a free show in Union Square in the summer of 1990, back when it was just John and John and a drum machine and a collection of random instruments. And I will always remember what it felt like to be crowded on the pavement with a thousand of my fellow fans, enraptured in fangirl glee, listening to these two guys play live versions of songs that I'd listened to over and over, the same songs but new and different, like Whistling in the Dark performed on only a marching band bass drum and an accordion. And hearing Shoehorn With Teeth for the first time, and driving down to the city with my co-worker Beth and wandering around the mall and being free in downtown San Francisco -- no parents, no aunts, no school trip minders -- for possibly the first time ever.

And it was this that I was thinking about on Sunday night, standing on the floor of the Fillmore just over 21 years later, listening to the entire album played in reverse order (with a half set beforehand and a short interlude of newer works between the two sides of the album). They've changed up many of the arrangements, partly because they play with a full band now (and the band is awesome -- their guitarist, Dan Miller, is incredibly talented, and his acoustic guitar version of "Istanbul (Not Constantinople)" is a thing of beauty) and I'm sure partly so they don't get completely bored of them. But they remain the songs we know and love, and the nostalgia provoked by dancing and singing along (because of course I know every word by heart) was intense.

Twenty years. Can it really have been so long ago?

Meeeeeme

Nov. 4th, 2011 06:53 pm
owlmoose: picture of a snow leopard (cats - snow leopard)
Ganked from [personal profile] cereta, because I haven't done one of these in ages, and I'm in the mood for something quick tonight. A few real posts are brewing, but not together in my head yet. Soon.

SIX FOUR NAMES YOU GO BY:
(I got stuck for any more than that)
1. KJ
2. owlmoose
3. K____ J____
4. K___ (short version of above full name, which is what people who knew me before college call me)

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. A turquoise sleeveless mock turtleneck
2. A black overshirt
3. Dichroic glass earrings of very dark blue, almost black

THREE THINGS YOU WANT VERY BADLY AT THE MOMENT:
1. For my [community profile] megaflare_ff fic to be finished
2. For morale at my workplace to improve from its current rock-bottom levels. I keep thinking it can't possibly get worse, and then it does. Feh.
3. For it to be next weekend, when I will have an Amy and some They Might Be Giants!

THREE PEOPLE WHOM YOU HOPE WILL DO THE MEME:
1. Anyone who wants to
2. Anyone else who wants to
3. Maybe especially the people who I've added recently -- it's fun to get to know new people better!

THREE THINGS YOU DID LAST NIGHT:
1. Drafted a scene for my Mega Flare that had been giving me trouble
2. Drank a latte at Borderlands Cafe while working on said scene
3. Had dinner with friends

THREE PEOPLE YOU LAST TALKED TO ON THE PHONE:
1. A library vendor
2. My manager
3. Someone who needed to renew a movie

THREE THINGS YOU ARE GOING TO DO TOMORROW:
1. Sleep late (please o please)
2. Work on Mega Flare
3. Finish my current k-meme WIP (I hope)

FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE DRINKS:
1. Coke made with real sugar
2. Coffee
3. Sparkling water
4. Sangria

THREE THINGS THAT MADE YOU SMILE TODAY:
1. "Still Alive" coming up randomly on iPhone shuffle on my way home from work
2. This (NSFW, and possibly life) animated .gif of Alistair
3. Some really cool new graphic design books

Where's KJ?

Nov. 2nd, 2011 08:37 pm
owlmoose: (ffx2 - paine detail2)
This is something I've been meaning to do for awhile, and the demise of Google Reader as a sharing platform seems as good a time as any. The changeover to the new design happened a few days ago, and I think it's safe to respond with a nice hearty "DO. NOT. WANT." The design is so clean as to be difficult to navigate, and I find it hard to determine which entries are unread, which would seem to defeat the point of an RSS reader, so it's probably time to start searching for a new one. Any recommendations?

But anyway. I've been thinking about how I want to present myself online, which tools I want to use for what, how to interact with new fandoms and old, the best ways to forge new relationships while sustaining existing ones. I feel like I'm at a crossroads of sorts, in a good position to remake myself, and I should take best advantage of that.

So, with that, here's a list of my current online services, and what you can expect to find at each one. Of course, any of these are subject to change, or current whims -- they're my living rooms, after all, and I reserve the right to redecorate at will. But for now, this is the plan.

[twitter.com profile] iamkj - Twitter is for daily life spam (although not too much of it; I'd say I average maybe five tweets per day) and quick link sharing. This tends to be the place with the least fandom-related content, although of course I can never keep it out entirely. It's also where I tend to be the most political lately.

[tumblr.com profile] lifeofkj - Tumblr is still very new to me, and I don't always feel like I'm doing it "right", but I'm starting to see its charms. A lot of the Dragon Age action seems to be happening on Tumblr, and I really like it as a way to share images, photos, and quick tidbits that are too long for Twitter. But I will probably never warm to it as a way of long-form blogging, or posting fic. Right now, I am mostly reblogging stuff, mostly Dragon Age and cute animals (or Dragon Age characters with cute animals), but that is very much subject to change.

[pinboard.in profile] owlmoose - I'm going to see how Pinboard words as a substitute for sharing links on Google Reader. Consider it an experiment. Right now I don't have much of a network over there, so please do add me if you're interested!

[archiveofourown.org profile] owlmoose - The home for fanfic. Everything new (save drabbles and commentfic that I decide not to save for posterity) will get posted on AO3. My FF.net account is essentially defunct as a place for posting now that "Aftermath" is finished. So if you're looking for the fanfic, AO3 is your definitive source.

[personal profile] owlmoose/[livejournal.com profile] owlmoose - And now we come to the big question, the one I've been asking myself for months now. If I'm sharing daily life tidbits on Twitter, and following fandom on Tumblr, and posting my fic to AO3, what's a journal for? That's the part I'm going to have to feel out a little more, but I expect it will be for all the things that don't fit into the other spaces: longer posts about politics and fandom and books and movies and everything else that I love writing about. So maybe that means I'm not posting as often as I used to, but maybe that's okay: fewer posts, but more substantial ones. (Except in November, of course...) I'll keep crossposting fic, of course; no reason not to. I will also continue to crosspost all entries to both journals for the foreseeable future. I do think of DW as my primary journal, but I'm happy to keep the conversation going in both places.

Feel free to add me or follow me anywhere! I am always happy to meet people, expand my circles, find new friends or meet old friends in new venues. This is meant to be a welcoming space.

(Keen eyed readers may notice that Facebook is missing from this list. That's because I do Facebook under my real name, and I have a lot of coworkers and family friended there, people who I am not comfortable inviting into my fandom life. That's where I draw the hard line, where I've built the wall. I know that anyone who was truly determined to link this journal with my offline/work persona could probably do so, but I prefer not to make it any easier than it has to be. Thanks to everyone for respecting this over the years -- I appreciate it a great deal.)
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When I first became active in fandom, back in 2005, I was the very definition of "monofannish". I only wrote in one universe -- Final Fantasy X/X-2 -- and had very little interest in branching out. I would happily read fic in other canons, FF and otherwise, and I would write and talk meta for all kinds of sources, but when it came to creating fanwork, I was perfectly content to hang out in my own little corner. Friends would convince me to check out other sources, and I would often enjoy them, but never was I really tempted to start writing fic. And it's not as though I hadn't thought about it; once I got involved in fandom, I started looking at everything I read, watched, or played as a potential source of story ideas. But nothing outside of FFX and FFX-2 ever gave me anything powerful enough to be worth writing down.

Since those days, I have branched out a little, in that I am more able to take prompt ideas for fandoms I'm not really "in" and do something interesting with them: Sunshine, Star Trek, Babylon 5, other Final Fantasy games. But in all that time, I've only really discovered two new fandoms. The first was Final Fantasy XII. I played the game when it first came out, and wrote a few Kiss Battle and prompt meme stories, but I didn't get deeply into it in a fannish way until I replayed and, at around the same time, wrote three stories for the 2009 round of Final Fantasy Exchange. I was finally hooked, and I started considering myself a part of the FF12 fandom from that point on.

The second, and the first outside the realm of FF, was Dragon Age. I'm still in the first blush with this source, and I've only just started playing the sequel (about which more on another day), so it's hard to say yet whether it will last, but I have a feeling it will. Already, since finishing my first playthrough of Origins in April, I've published three stories, have several more in progress, and am devouring fic at a rapid rate. I haven't felt a creative rush like this since I first entered fandom, and it's got me to wondering: why? Out of all the games I've played since 2005, all the books I've read, all the movies and TV shows I've watched, why is Dragon Age the one that finally broke through? I've been thinking about it, looking for commonalities, and have come to a few preliminary conclusions.

1. I need a lot of compelling source material.
It is surely no coincidence that all of these canon sources are video games. And not just any games, but multi-hour RPGs, with tons of background detail, large casts, strong stories, and settings with complex history and culture. A game is many hours longer than your average movie, and unlike most TV series it usually tells a single coherent story, which I think helps me connect with the characters.

2. I need some gaps to fill.
This might seem to contradict the first item, but actually I think this is part of why games work for me as a source. Many books, especially series, will have the detail I need, but they don't leave as much unsaid, either. Games tend to elide a lot more backstory and character interaction, leaving me more room to play with the universe and the characters. I need a careful balance between Items 1 and 2, and so far games seem to hit it better than any other media. More often than not, I write a story because there's a question I need to answer. The more gaps there are, the more likely that many such questions exist.

3. I need a 'ship.
But not just a 'ship that I like. Plenty of sources have 'ships I like, even adore, without driving me to write about them. No, I need a complete and total OTP obsession, to the point that I need to know more about them, explore every facet, bring them together and split them up and reunite them and see what happens. First it was Paine/Nooj and then it was Ashe/Balthier and now it's Alistair/Warden, but the pattern is clear. (There are interesting similarities between these pairings, but that's another post, too.) This was the realization that came as the greatest surprise to me, because I write so much gen, and I sometimes look sideways at the focus of some fandoms on 'shipping. But it fits, too, because I am a character-driven writer. Even my gen tends to be character-driven. And romance can provide a lot of fascinating opportunities for character interaction. It occurs to me that, the times I've jumped into a new fandom, the romance has come first, and then as I've written those stories, new story ideas come to me: gen stories about the characters in my 'ship, different pairings, new characters. And so I branch out. It happened with FFX/X-2 and with FF12, and I imagine it'll happen eventually with Dragon Age.

So, now that I've gotten my tl;dr on, what's yours? What draws you to become fannish about a source, rather than just liking it a lot? Are there patterns, or is it more random? I'm curious to know if other people's experiences are similar, or very different.
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Because [personal profile] radish was curious, and I am nothing if not accommodating (see below). Besides, I can never resist a personality quiz.

"You are Aesthetic, Cooperative, and Understanding"

Long descriptions are long; behind the cut )

More hits than misses; certainly better than average for a quiz like this. Maybe I just got lucky.
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Comment with "Come at me," and:

- I'll respond by asking you five questions so I can get to know you better.
- Update your journal with the answers to the questions.
- Include this explanation in the post and offer to ask other people questions.


I love this meme and can never resist it. This time, the questions come from [personal profile] regann.

1. What's the best thing about your job/career?

I get to shop for books with other people's money.

No, actually, that's the silly answer, although I have to confess that it's a pretty fun perk. The actual best thing about being a librarian is that I don't have to know everything, I just know how to find everything out. Knowledge is power.

2. What is the best candy on earth? (AKA, your favorite)

Ooh, that's hard. Because I have a serious sweet tooth. But I guess if I had to pick one, it would be the Maya Gold chocolate bar from Green & Black's. High-quality dark chocolate with orange and spices. Yum, yum.

3. What's your favorite TV show, either currently or of all time?

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. Although Avatar: The Last Airbender is becoming a strong contender for that honor. Clearly, I like TV shows with colons in their titles.

4. Mixtape of your life -- what's the grand finale track?

Talking Heads, "This Must be the Place"



Because it's about being settled, and happy with the life you've made for yourself, and I can't think of a better way to wrap things up.

5. What's something you want more of in your fandom(s)?

In Final Fantasy, I would love to see a more active community. We go in boom and bust cycles, but overall it feels like things have really been slowing down over the last few years, and I would like to see more life in things like FYFF and the Kiss Battle.

As for my shiny new fandom, Dragon Age, I need to get out there and meet more people who are active in it. The community exists, so this is all on me, not the fandom. Partly this is due to being a game behind and therefore treading lightly to avoid spoilers, but hopefully I won't have that excuse for much longer! So at that point it will just be about getting over my nervousness about meeting new people.
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So I know the intention is to answer one question each day, but my schedule these next three weeks isn't really amenable to that, and most of these answers wouldn't make full posts anyway. So I am cheating and posting them all at once. ;) Please forgive me.

1. Why did you sign up for Dreamwidth?
Because I liked the prospect of a no-cost ad-free journaling service, and many of my friends were making noises about moving. I have a paid account now, but I'm glad I didn't have to pay to get a journal with no ads.

20 more questions about me, Dreamwidth, and the life online. )
owlmoose: Picture of Tim Lincecum admiring the World Series trophy with the text "Shiny" (baseball - shiny)
Ganked from [personal profile] renay and [livejournal.com profile] 3_2_1. Oh-so-very image heavy.

So the idea is to take a picture of the bag you carry around along with its contents. But I couldn't narrow it down to just one; there are no fewer than four (4) bags that I use on a regular basis, and it didn't seem fair to leave one out.

Many pictures behind the cut. )

And there you have it. Hopefully it is at least vaguely interesting as a slice of my life. Sorry I didn't get clever and number the items in each picture like some other folks did. I thought about it, but with five photos to number I would never have gotten around to it.
owlmoose: a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge, shrouded by fog (golden gate bridge)
I don't believe in astrology, particularly, any more or less than I believe in any other sort of divination or mysticism. But I do find it kind of fascinating that, in all the hubbub over the story that's making the rounds about the supposed new dates of the zodiac that's been making the rounds, not one person I know has said that they think the new sign suits them better. The reaction is almost always the same: "This is ridiculous. No way am I a [insert astrological sign here]." And that seems to be the case whether the individual takes astrology seriously or not.

I include myself in this, of course; despite not "believing" in astrology, I've always found the concept fascinating (much as I do Myers-Briggs and other personality typing systems, whether based on tests or accidents of birth). I've seen my birth chart and read up a bit, and I do see aspects of myself in Pisces in a way I don't for Aquarius, or any other sign. Because of this, not to mention years of habit, "Pisces" has become a part of my identity. Not a particularly important part, mind you, no more or less important that my Chinese astrological sign is the Ox. But it still makes me wonder why this particular way of thinking about ourselves, our personalities, and the way we relate to others has taken such hold in American society.

As it turns out, no one's astrological sign has actually changed after all. This blog post explains why the shifting locations of constellations doesn't matter to the practice of astrology. So never fear: we haven't all undergone a re-alignment of identity after all. But it's still made for an interest test exercise.
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[personal profile] renay asked me to share some favorite quotations.

This is tough, because I enjoy a good quote, but I don't tend to save them. In fact, when I want to quote something, I usually have go dig into my archives, or the Internet. This wasn't always true -- as a teenager, I started keeping a book of quotes, which I would write down in colored marker in a blank book that I purchased specifically for that purpose. Song lyrics, mostly, although prose and poetry quotations as well. A quick dig through some storage boxes turned up the book, and the vintage of the song lyrics would suggest that it was mostly written during college. Most of them unattributed; the lyrics I recognize for the most part, but others come from sources I can't remember. If only I had noted whom I heard say Backrubs and blood drives are evidence that there is a god on earth or A curious sense of unreality suffuses most parts of my life.

Given that the last quote in the book is a Barenaked Ladies lyric that was almost certainly meant to be a dig at my ex-boyfriend, I probably stopped writing them down sometime in 1998, which is just around the time that any famous quotation or song lyric I wanted would have become findable on the Web. And so I stopped keeping track. When I do save a quotation, it tend to be about words or books or language, like the three that live in my journal profile. I enjoy matching a quote to a situation -- going through that quote journal, I was pretty well able to guess what (or whom) I was thinking about when I wrote each one down -- which makes it harder for me to pull out a quotation when I'm not thinking about anything specific.

So here is one perennial favorite, a line of poetry I have long loved, and an appropriate way to sum up any personal entry:

Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)

-- Walt Whitman, A Song of Myself


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In lieu of real content, since I just got home from chorus and now I must sleep. Or edit. Or edit, then sleep.

Take a picture of you in your current state, no changing your clothes or quickly putting on makeup. NO PHOTOSHOP. Show your f-list the real you!


Behind zee cut. )

This sweater is actually purple; I tried taking a picture in better light that would show the color better, but it just wasn't happening. But fuzzy and dark as it is, I kind of like this snap.

Tomorrow off work, hooray!
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[personal profile] lassarina asked about my experiences playing Tabletop (or what I think of as "pencil-and-dice") RPGs.

I have long enjoyed playing RPGs. My introduction to the genre came from [livejournal.com profile] oswulf, who was a big fan and had all kinds of systems; D&D, Gurps, and Star Frontiers are the ones I remember offhand. Starting from our pre-teen years, we would play whenever we could, which was unfortunately not on a regular enough basis to get a long campaign going. But it was still always fun, and led to, among other things, a life-long running gag regarding the dangers of chairs.

The first time I ever got involved in a regular campaign was during my college years -- not while I was away at school, but when I came home for breaks. D and S, the guys I was sort-of dating during much of that time (yes, at the same time; yes, they both knew about it; yes, it's a long story that's only tangentially related, and maybe I will tell it sometime, but not today) were both big gamers, and D invited me to join a long-running Advanced Dungeons & Dragons campaign that he'd been running since high school, and I gladly accepted, taking on an Elf ranger-type fighter who hated humans and didn't much care for other races, either. That campaign led to many others; some of the more memorable were a couple of Star Wars games (one in which I played a hotshot Imperial pilot who defected after Yavin, and another in which I was the daughter of a spaceship manufacturer who went into business for herself shipping X-Wings to the Rebellion -- she is officially my favorite player character ever), a few rounds of Call of Cthulu (to the GM's consternation, I decided to play a woman famous for writing books about organic gardening, which is not your usual Cthulu mythos character), a Teenagers from Outer Space campaign that sadly ran for only a few sessions but featured some of the most fun I've ever had gaming (I played a goth girl who drove a black VW Thing with the best stereo system in the known universe), and a one-night D&D one shot where I ended up getting myself and most of the rest of my party killed in the gladiator ring. I've also dabbled in Mage (the character I created for that game is one I've thought about resurrecting for a story some day), Champions, and Shadowrun.

After graduation, I moved away from that group of friends, and I've never been in a position to game regularly since. A couple of years ago, I was invited to play in a short campaign run by Jed, in a system he created himself, and that was one of my best gaming experiences ever; it was more like participating in an interactive story, which when well-done is something I love. I like a GM who can think on their feet and allow the players some freedom while still guiding them down the intended path.

I've done a couple of one-shot live-action RPGs also, run by my friend E, and they were a blast. I would definitely be up for doing something like that again. One thing I've never done is acted as GM myself, and I'm perfectly fine with that -- I think I'm much happier as a player, along for the ride.

Would I play regularly again if the opportunity presented itself? Probably, although making time for regular gaming sessions is tough, as we discovered during Jed's short-term game. That's the main reason I haven't sought out a gaming group -- time. That said, if another short-term gaming opportunity comes up, you can be sure that I'll jump on it.

Finally, no discussion of RPGs would be complete for me without a mention of dice. I love dice. I love how they look, I love the feel of them in my hand, I love the sound they make when they're rolled. There's something so tactile about them, unlike any other fidget toy. I have many more sets than I reasonably could need, just because I think they're awesome.

30 Days of... Project! Complete list of questions / Ask a question on LJ or on DW.

In other news, I didn't quite finish the story. Almost; I could probably post it as is, but really it needs at least one more editing run to be presentable. Fortunately (?), Yuletide signups have AO3 running so slowly that we decided to extend the deadline by a week to save everyone the frustration of trying to upload, so I have a bit of a reprieve (and so do the rest of you!). Fingers crossed, it will be ready in the next couple of days.
owlmoose: A photo of a Highway 1 roadsign, with the California Coast in the background (california - sign)
[livejournal.com profile] taricalmcacil asked me about an adrenaline-pumping activity I'd love to try.

Traditionally, high-adrenaline activities come in two flavors: jumping off of really high things, and going really fast. These are related, of course, because jumping off of really high things normally results in going really fast, but for now we'll go with those as separate categories. As it happens, I have a serious fear of heights, which is actually not a fear of being up high (I'm not afraid of airplanes, for example, or of being in really tall buildings) but rather a fear of falling. It's not about how high up I am, but about how secure I feel. For example, I'm perfectly happy to go as far as you please in a glass elevator, but an escalator of any height gives me pause. So the thrill-seeking pursuits such as skydiving and bungee jumping and hang gliding and so forth hold no appeal whatsoever. None, zip, nada. Don't even ask, because the answer will be no.

Therefore, we turn to the second category: going really fast. Which I love. Roller coasters, yes. Spinning carnival rides, yes. Fast driving, yes, as a passenger but especially if I'm behind the wheel. Small planes, yes, and although I've never been in a helicopter, I bet I'd like that, too. As long as I feel like someone is in control, I find the sensation of speed really appealing.

Which leads me to my answer to the above question: the adrenaline-pumping activity I'd love to try is driving on the Autobahn.

I enjoy driving, but I especially enjoy driving German-engineered cars. I grew up with Volkswagens, and the first car I ever drove was my dad's VW Vanagon camper. It was tall, it was creaky, it burned oil like nobody's business, but for all that, it handled really nicely. The second car I ever purchased for myself was also a VW, a 1987 Jetta, and although it was a lemon in many respects, there was nothing quite like driving it on a windy road. The '95 Civic I replaced it with is clearly a far better car (witness the fact that I'm still driving it), but it's never been quite the same. Then, a couple of months ago, T was car shopping, and he let me get behind the wheel of a BMW. All I got to do was tool around an office park near the dealership, but it was still like coming home. When he finally decided to buy it, I did not argue, on the condition that I get to drive it sometimes. (It hasn't arrived yet, sadly; hopefully it will join us soon.)

But much as I'm looking forward to driving T's new Beamer around California, land of mountains and twisty coastal roads and open freeways, I can only imagine how much awesome it would be to take such a car out on the highway on which it was meant to be driven, surrounded by drivers who know what they're doing at high speeds. Like driving in Los Angeles, but (in my imagination) a thousand times better. I don't know that it's a dream I'm ever likely to realize, but I still think fondly of it.

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[livejournal.com profile] 3_2_1 asked me about my adventures in the world of arts and crafts.

I used to draw when I was a kid. I was never very good at it, but it was fun. I enjoyed art class, and if my dad wanted a picture to illustrate one of his sermons, or Children's Time, he'd always ask me to do it. Mostly I drew people, faces, fairly cartoony. Or I would take my mom's old Sears and JC Penney catalogs and cut people out of them, looking for different pictures of the same models, arranging them into families and making up their histories. I wasn't creating artwork, not really; I was creating characters, telling stories about them in my head, using crayons and collage as a my medium instead of words.

I have always been a storyteller, even when I didn't realize that was what I was doing.

In seventh grade, I was one of only four kids to select art class instead of a study period. (The others were all boys. Most of the girls did chorus instead.) And I remember the year before, driving down to a nearby city to do drawing, although I remember very little about the actual doing of it. But I also remember starting to feel frustrated by my limitations as an artist. I was hopeless at doing anything really representational, and there's only so far drawing geometric patterns and childish animals, faces, and trees will get you. When we moved to California, where my new junior high only had six class periods instead of the eight or nine I'd been used to in Iowa, and there was only time to take one elective if you were on the college track, I had to choose between music and art. I picked music -- band, in those days; I started playing the flute at age 10 and was still really into it at 13 -- and at that point I pretty much stopped doing art. In college, I considered being an architect, and I even took a year-long studio course, but I was even less skilled at drafting than at freehand drawing. I can barely draw a straight line with a ruler, and I despaired of creating a true right angle. It was just too much work for not enough reward.

So I gave up on art.

I'm even less of a crafts person. My mom does a lot of fabric crafts: sewing, embroidery, knitting, quilting. She tried to teach me, and I did a little bit -- she still has patterns I embroidered, somewhere, and I made a couple of scarfs and a skirt. But I've always been a little clumsy, a little slapdash, not exacting enough to master fine details. (See above, re. straight lines and rulers.) So I lost patience with that as well, and renounced craftwork pretty much entirely. The one exception is beaded jewelry: I've always been drawn to shiny things, and particularly beads, so it was something I'd kind of always wanted to do. In 2004, when I was simultaneously unemployed and planning my wedding, I decided that learning how to bead would make a good project, so I went to a bead store (Beadissimo in the Mission, now sadly defunct) and asked them to show me the basics. They did, and I made necklaces for my bridesmaids (as well as a prototype that I kept for myself). Behold, a picture:



I still play with beads sometimes, making mostly necklaces because I don't wear bracelets and I find messing with earring findings takes more fine motor control than I really possess. I do all my beading on wire rather than string, because I can use crimp beads rather than having to tie knots. I don't do it as much anymore, because I don't trust my cats not to make problems. But I still enjoy it when I do. I've thought about learning metalworking, and that's something I may do someday. It's on the back burner for now, though.

Even though I don't consider myself a crafter or an artist, I still love the supplies. I can happily wander around a store for an hour, looking at papers and pens and paint, fingering cloth and petting skeins of yarn. In recent years, I've picked up an affectation for writing with pens in colors other than blue, black, and red, which scratches the artistic itch for me, just a bit. Sometimes I do wish I were more accomplished in the area of arts and crafts, that I hadn't let given up on them so easily. But for the most part I'm content to confine my creativity to other areas: writing, music, baking. Even if I am sometimes a little bit jealous of the cool stuff my friends can make.

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[livejournal.com profile] taricalmcacil asked about weather and how it affects my moods.

I love warm weather. Always have. Even in muggy Iowa, summer was always my favorite season and winter was my least favorite. Given a choice between being too hot and too cold, I will pick too hot, every time. I know what everyone says about how you can bundle up against cold, whereas there isn't much you can do about heat, but a. I resent having to bundle up and b. it doesn't completely work anyway, because I don't care how many hats and sweaters and scarves and pairs of long underwear I have on -- if it's below freezing, my nose is still going to get cold.

So never assume it's an accident that I settled in Northern California, the land of moderate weather. I spent my childhood and college years in lands of temperature extremes, and now I am done, thank you. Besides, one of the great things about California is the number of other climates that are in easy reach. Tired of the chilly, foggy summer? Head up to the North Bay or out to the Central Valley to bake in some heat. Want to see some snow? Drive to the mountains for the day. And then, when I'm done, I can come home, where it's cool enough to sleep at night and I never have to worry about breaking out the salt or the snow shovel.

Still, I do love a good heat wave. I relax in hot weather, basking like a lizard on a rock. You will almost never see me more content than during a 90-degree day in San Francisco. Perhaps they're all the more pleasing because of their rarity -- we get maybe a dozen, during a good year, spread out from March through October. A solid week of hot weather is almost unheard of. They come in glorious bursts of a day or two; the fog will always return, driving the warm weather to Central Valley where it normally resides.

Sometimes I like rain, too, especially if I don't have to go anywhere. The sound of rain on a roof is soothing to me, watching the droplets on the windows almost hypnotic. Rain is my favorite kind of writing weather. I can appreciate the power of a good storm, too. We don't get summer storms in California -- if it is raining, it's almost invariably chilly -- and I do miss those: the smell of warm wet pavement, the crack of thunder and lightning, the way it clears out the air for hours afterwards.

But taken too far, clouds and fog will get me down. More than two or three days of rain in a row, or the relentless overcast, foggy days we often get in July and August will make me restless and lethargic, especially if it's also cold. I eventually get tired of the winter rains, too; one year, I think 2007, we had something like 50 days of rain in two months. Always before that winter, I had considered whether I might be able to stand the climate in Portland or Seattle. Turns out no, not so much.

And then there is my least favorite weather phenomenon: wind. Wind is cold, and it is annoying -- I hate what it does to my hair, I hate how it makes it impossible to use an umbrella in the rain, I hate how it makes everything colder. Unfortunately, San Francisco is the real windy city; wind and rain invariably come together here, and we get a daily wind storm a couple of hours before sunset, most days (something to do with the interaction of the land and the ocean, and changing temperatures between them). I'm not talking about a little light breeze, either. One of my least favorite things about living here. That, and I might bump the average annual temperature up about 5 degrees.

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I am going to exert meme-writer's privilege again and switch around the order of topics, because the question originally slotted for today is one that will take time and research, and my schedule today is more suited to tapping out a post on my iPhone. (There's a post idea: the ways in which owning a smart phone has affected my life, for good and ill. Hmm.) So: [personal profile] justira asked me to talk about the things I love and do not love about being a librarian.

Getting this out of the way first: I love being a librarian. A colleague once told me that librarianship is not a job or even a career; it's a calling. And that stuck with me, because it really is like that, not just for me but for most librarians I know. I cannot, at this point in my life, imagine wanting to do anything else with my life. So take that as a given.

Top three awesome things about being a librarian )

Top three non-awesome things about being a librarian )

This question comes at a weird time for me, because that last point has recently manifested itself quite forcefully at my place of work: book budget cuts, centralization of some services, and just this week a reduction in staff. So right at this moment, I'm not feeling too positive about my job. But my confidence that I've found the right line of work (and there is a difference) is unshaken. I'm proud of what I am, and what I am is a librarian.

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[personal profile] seventhe asked me to talk about my neighborhood.

I live, as most of you have probably figured out by now, in beautiful San Francisco, California. Although I grew up in the Midwest (born in Ohio, ten years in Iowa), my heart has always been in Northern California -- my mom's family all lives here, we came to visit about every other summer, and being here just felt right to me, even as a kid. Moving here as a teenager was like coming home. And the place I always loved, above all others, was San Francisco: downtown, Golden Gate Park, taking Muni to the Zoo, visiting my aunt in the Mission or the Western Addition. So coming to live in San Francisco in 2000 was literally a dream come true for me. SF is not, of course, the perfect city: it gets really dirty, the cost of living is through the roof, the politics make me crazy sometimes, and don't get me started on Muni. But the joys of living here so far outweigh the annoyances, and right now I can't imagine wanting to live anywhere else.

My home base is a warehouse conversion loft in South of Market (SoMa), more specifically South Beach. T bought this unit in 1999; I moved in with him in 2000, and we've never left. I live right near the Bay, just a few short blocks from AT&T Park (where my beloved San Francisco Giants play). As for what's awesome about this particular neighborhood, let me start with a picture that's worth a thousand words:



This is the view from my streetcar stop. (Click here to see it full size.) I see this almost every single day. Twice, really; once going to work and once coming home. And this is just a crappy shot taken in a hurry with my iPhone on an ordinary day. There's nothing like seeing the bridge shrouded by fog, or during sunrise, or lit up at night after a storm. The sheer physical beauty of this place is not to be denied.

Another thing I like, although admittedly sometimes I have a love-hate relationship with it, is the proximity to the ballpark. I love the energy, the idea that I can just pop over and watch a game (although I almost never do), and I love the changes that it's brought to the area. This neighborhood used to be marginal, almost nothing but abandoned warehouses and empty streets, rotting piers, a run-down marina. Now it's a real place, with a grocery store and restaurants and parks and houses and cafes and more development coming in all the time. It's what we call "an emerging neighborhood", and it's been a lot of fun watching it emerge, both as a resident and as a long-time city planning geek.

Also, it's really convenient to the freeway, which is not something to take lightly in San Francisco.

Finally, there's my home itself, which I actually detailed pretty well in another meme awhile back; the only updates from that are the upgrading of the TV to a 40" HD model and the fact that we've added a couple of T's photographs to the walls. No pictures, but I confess I feel a little weird about posting pictures of my home in an unlocked entry; the place is actually fairly unique in the city, and it would be a little too identifiable for my taste. So in lieu of that, have pictures of cats in my house instead:



Really, I think I should just do a photo essay about the cats alone sometime later in the month. Do I have the votes for that? ;)

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