Karma explains why Extra-Lifestyle will be appearing later in the week.
As I’ve started dating more, I’ve been noticing a trend that I’m finding is one of my most monumental turn-offs to date. I just met you. You seem cool and I want to get to know you better, so I ask you out, or agree when you ask me out. We exchange numbers and figure …View full post
Okay. There’s this article. It’s called Schrodinger’s Rapist, and it endeavors to explain to men that women don’t know whether or not a strange man is a rapist until… well, he rapes her. It uses the popular thought experiment of Schrodinger’s Cat to illustrate this. Let me just say, it’s a great article and should …View full post
So if you’ve seen any Avatar: The Last Airbender, you probably have seen at least one variation of the poor cabbage merchant getting his wares utterly destroyed. My Cabbages! Ever wonder what happened to that poor guy? I mean, obviously he didn’t really cut it selling produce. Here’s my theory. That guy? That very same …View full post
I once met a man with a sense of adventure He was dressed to thrill wherever he went He said “Let’s make love on a mountain top Under the stars on a big hard rock” I said “In these shoes? I don’t think so” -In These Shoes, Kirsty MacColl Since ladies entered the ‘butt-kicking ring’ …View full post
It just happens sometimes. You’re in a relationship—whether it be romantic, familial, or just friendly—and things are going well. Until they’re really not. Suddenly the other person loathes you for no reason you can figure out and they’re blaming you for all their problems. At some point you may hear their gripes second-hand from a …View full post
Everyone loves a partner that can cook. At least I’ve never heard of anyone who didn’t. And why wouldn’t you? Not only does it result in delicious food, but it’s totally hot to watch someone you love cook for you. (Particularly if that someone is wearing a short skirt and garters, and has to rummage around the bottom shelf of the fridge a lot.) Not to mention that knife skills are sexy. I challenge you to find any man who would not be brought to his knees at the sight of his woman deftly butchering a chicken.
Don’t believe in the raw sexual power of cooking? The single most attention I’ve ever gotten at a sex club was when I was completely innocently making an apple crisp. Don’t ask me why I was making apple crisp in a sex club, or question the hygiene of that location; the point is, people swarmed from near and far to watch me skin apples and invite me back to their place to “use their kitchen,” ifyouknowwhatImean.
So obviously, this is some powerful mojo we’re cooking with. However not everyone is blessed with mad sexy baking skills, so here’s a super easy recipe, which is both almost impossible to mess up and really impressive to the person you’re wooing.
I spent my weekend at SteamCon (I’ve been a little con-crazy this year, haven’t I?) and had the pleasure of meeting many talented writers. Some self-published, some traditional–all amazing. And of course when you get a bunch of writers together, including their panels, other works inevitably come up–especially when the subject of traditional publishers comes up. See, Publishers, unlike most writers, see books as business. They don’t care how clever a story is or even how well written–as long as they can sell it.
Which brings me to things like Twilight. Now I will state NOW that this list is meant to be humourous… and that I have only read 2 Twilight books… So I hardly think myself an expert… but here are ten things I’ve gathered by personal observation and hearsay.
I was unpacking one of their personal sized frozen pies for my consumption the other night, when I was dismayed to notice that there were only 4 pieces of pepperoni on my pepperoni pizza. There are usually five. There have always been 5. WTF. So I cut them some slack…. Maybe their manufacturing processes have slipped. Maybe the machine that spits out the slices of pepperoni was having a bad day. The gods were frowning upon me that day. Whatever. I moved on. I don’t let these little mishaps ruin my day. I just sprinkled on my red pepper flakes and went about my merry way.
… but tonight. Tonight I again find myself opening up a DiGiornos personal size pepperoni pizza and what do I find? Yup. Four fucking pieces of pepperoni. Four. Really DiGiornos? Some VP at your company decided you need to save .0429 cents on production costs per pizza and your approach is to reduce the number of pepperoni from five to four. Four. Really? You’re already raping me an extra $.50 for the pepperoni over the cost of one of your cheese pizzas. Throw me a bone here. Was that gluttonous fifth piece of pepperoni really breaking the bank over there at DiGiornos HQ? What’s next?
You’ve essentially reduced the very essence of my pizza by 20%… totally messing with my cheese-to-pepperoni surface ratios! They’re fucked now, thanks. Way out of whack. On top of all the other crap I need to deal with, I now have to acclimate myself to getting 20% less pepperoni per bite when I eat your delicious little pizzas. Bravo DiGiornos, bravo. May your profit margins soar due to your pepperoni reduction cost savings.
Tuesday was National Coming Out Day. Now, I’m pretty darn out. I’m openly kinky and poly to pretty much everyone I know, and usually strangers if I can fit it into a conversation. I believe in having no shame about one’s sexuality. But there is one major part of my sexuality that many people don’t know, including my fellow GVLers.
In celebration of Coming Out Day, I’ve decided to come out of my final closet.
In the process of becoming an adult, sometimes I have to take a step back and realize that stuff that happens at work needs to stay at work. Even the normal things like talking about my day can’t really leave the confines of my office. It’s not really a question of corporate secrets, it’s just “Real World Inappropriate.” Stuff that also is inapropriate to post on here as well. At most I have an 11 year old nephew and luckily none of the GVL extended family have any kids yet. But eventually, that too will change. As we grow-up, pair-up and wed-up, the probability or self replication is imminent. That means kids. Small us’ to mold, teach and rear in the hopes that they don’t become serial killers, jocks, haters or worse, internet trolls.
So where am I going with this? No, my life co-oper isn’t with child. But recent changes in the GVL Compound demographics have occured. Lawjick and his lab partner (who also are not expecting child… yet) will be taking of two children as needed. I understand that this is not necessarily a life changing situation per say, but it does mean changes are necessary.
First we needed to clean up the place: make sure that knives were not is accessible places, move the booze to a locked cabinet in the Lawjick’s lab, install a double sided lock to Peanut’s mysterious dungeon like room, you know, that kind of stuff.
In the living room, we took apart the precarious shelving unit with all the DVDs and games and replaced it with a “credenza.” That’s fancy talk for a new entertainemewnt center. So the mythical tower of geekdom is gone. The games and DVDs now in kid friendly binders. The only problem is, the content is not quite all kid friendly.
Hello, lovelies. No, there is no Extra Lifestyle today. I know, I’m a terrible person. The reason being there is no Extra Lifestyle today is that this weekend I attended a convention. Well, that’s putting it lightly. As I’m sure I’ve mentioned before, I’m the PR Manager for GeekGirlCon.
So what did this weekend consist of? Well other than the amazing duel pictured here, a TON OF STUFF. I was running around right and left, giving interviews, wrangling guests, getting to hang out with amazing people like Bonnie Burton, Chase Masterson, Javier Grillo-Marxuach, Alan Kistler and so many more. There was tons of booze and delicious cheesey fondue that I couldn’t eat… but it smelled amazing!
All in all, I have never felt so at home at a convention… Shame it had to end. But all in all, I’m exhausted, and thus am not going to force myself to think about writing anything truly coherent. Sorry, guys.
It should be back to normal next week (though I will be attending Steamcon this weekend and helping out the fabulous Ren Cummins). Stay tuned!