azurelunatic: "Fangirl": <user name="azurelunatic"> and a folding fan.  (fangirl)
Despite it having been timechange weekend, I had got to bed early, and then woke up disgustingly early, fully perky and ready to get things done. I had a leisurely morning where I did not feel obligated to do any of the things, just get dressed and pack. It was fortunate that I'd woken early, as all of my alarms were set to only go off when I'm at home, and be silent when I'm elsewhere (like at work, but also at hotel). I hauled my stuff downstairs, checked out, and then realized that the valet queue was ridiculous. I promptly found a chair, parked my bags, and joined lobbycon.

I got a chance to chat with Wendy; that was nice.

I saw [ profile] ckd; the name on the badge didn't mean much to me, but the blue shark picture did. "Oh!" I said. I know that shark! You are a helpful person who I have known in passing for years! So that was nice. He passed along greetings on behalf of [personal profile] aedifica as well.

Having seen him sillydrunk and being a fucking perfect unicorn the night before, it was no surprise that Naamen was gloriously hung-over.

The next little circle over was having a fascinating conversation about Supernatural. I had thoughts and feelings. It was thus that I met [ profile] geardrops and [ profile] doriangrayscale.

For the record, my feelings about Supernatural season 5 episode 22 are as follows:

I was recommended "I Feel Better", by Hot Chip, which is … a bit surreal. I think this was around when lunch arrived, because Carrie had fries, and they were very very hot. There was basically nothing vegan on the menu, which is unfortunate.

Seanan had been Out of Town, but made an appearance for Lobbycon, in all her mantis shrimp rainbow hair glory. It was very good to see her!

We got around to exchanging twitter handles, and mentioned our strategies for dealing with some of the low-content sorts of people who seem to exist to recycle the same five links every three hours on Twitter. I was abruptly reminded of something I'd seen during an [off-topic] discussion of home automation.

"They're -- tweeting like a lightbulb," I said in disgust, and then had to explain.

Emma and Cynthia came back through, and that was great. Topics included Janelle Monae (yay afrofuturist art) and so many books and shiny things. There is a tool that will let you know when bands you like are going to be local to you, but I am not sure where to find it. I need to check out . I did not know that Ellen Kushner had written not just one but several Choose Your Own Adventure books:

At some point after the valet line had cleared out, I retrieved Vash to load most of the heavy things.

Shweta and husband re-appeared also, and I went fishing for mippos with my party cane. (I have a cane with a rainbow tie-dye scarf attached to the front, and I had added a little book of paper for the con.)

Eventually it came time for the wrap party. That included some review of what had gone well, and who needed to either be sat down with a sock in his mouth or shown the door.

So there was a panel (which I didn't wind up going to, but sounded very interesting if I'd actually been making it to any panels) about how Whitey Brings Civilization is a toxic meme in general, and maybe when we're writing we might not want to do that thing.

So Whitey McMansplain in the audience stood up and started talking, apparently. Read more... )

Eventually the wrap party too was wrapped. Wendy and some guy who also had some muscles carried some soda down for me, as I was willing to take some home, but was sort of limited in what I was willing to carry at once. We loaded it up into my car. The valet dude on duty observed that the car sort of felt like he was going to die when starting. This was a Known Problem.

I headed home, not being quite up for Dinner With People after such a delightfully social weekend. This is such a lovely fun con, and I'm planning to return next year.

I curled up in bed early (for me). Before I fell asleep, I remembered that Aahz had been wearing an "I Break Rule 6" button, so I googled the phrase to see if I could find out the backstory. The backstory is amazing:

My unexpected early rising schedule would continue for some time yet.
azurelunatic: "One Day Only: the irresistible force meets the immobable object. Tickets, five marks."  (irresistible force)
For reasons which don't need exploring at this juncture, I got to thinking about Barrayaran rites. There 's the one where the Armsbearer* takes oath to the Vor, and (like any reasonable binding rite) the Vor promises to do right by the Armsbearer. There's the one where the Armsbearer petitions the Vor for release and the Vor releases the Armsbearer.

* Eventually, Barrayar will deal with a Herm, a Ba, or some other non-binary individual taking up arms.

Armsbearers are only human, and in the course of everything that's gone down since the Time of Isolation, there have to have been enough who have scarpered or otherwise betrayed their oaths in a non-immediately-fatal way that they've had to be replaced. Barrayar being Barrayar, everything will need to be done properly, so I imagine there's some sort of ceremony for formally dismissing the absent Armsbearer from their duties, so the Count never exceeds his twenty at any given time. (And, Barrayar being Barrayar, there have got to be various machimi plays in which an Armsman appears to have betrayed his oath and then either comes back just in time before being formally cast off, or tragically comes back just too late and everyone suffers the consequences/regrets.)

Likewise, Vor are only human. At some point in the great tapestry of Barrayaran history, some Vor has to have betrayed one or more of their Armsbearers badly enough to violate the standards of the most lackadaisical of Emperors. I'm talking full-on "march into this mutagen for no good reason" bone-deep abusive horror terrible. In the Barrayaran military, it would be well past illegal orders. And in the face of that, what's an Armsbearer to do?

Some Armsbearers might well realize the limits of what a mortal ought to put up with, and call it quits. Some Armsbearers might take their oath deep enough to stand through even that, to the point where the Emperor might intervene and discharge them of their oath. Sometimes a Vor might betray an Armsbearer and then flee. In the absence of the responsible Vor, the heir would most likely hold the responsibility, or the nearest reasonable authority. The Armsbearer might have the choice of taking oath to the heir or choosing freedom.

What form would all these ceremonies take? Barrayaran oaths are very hand-centric, the hands of the vassal between the hands of the lord. One does wonder how people with limb differences manage on Barrayar -- does a hand lost in battle affect the ability to take or give oath? How about arthritis?

I could see an emperor having some terrible excuse for a Vor frog-marched in front of him, required to kneel. Perhaps the Emperor would hold the Vor's hands between his, looming over his subject and physically compelling obedience. If touching the erring subject was beneath the Emperor's dignity, perhaps two of the Emperor's armsmen take a hand each and place the Vor's hands around his Armsbearer's hands. The Vor would be made to recite the words of release, perhaps at the point of a sword or nerve disruptor. I think Gregor might take a grim pleasure in watching the Armsbearer's hands fly free, requiring the Vor to perform the last duties of a Vor before stripping him of his title.

Without another Vor, without the Emperor, left abandoned -- what might an Armsbearer do, to lay down arms in defiance of a deserted Count?
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I found the form to start the legal rename process.

The part that's giving me trouble is the last name.

My name is Azure Jane Lunatic.

"Lunatic" is not the sort of last name that is great for a job application or a driver's license.

All the other last names I try on have felt wrong. The worst ones are the ones that are closest to right. They look almost right but when I try them on and imagine my manager using it, or with an honorific, it's suddenly like wearing a high collared raincoat a size too small at 80°F with 80% humidity, and I can't breathe anymore.


I don't want to do this twice.
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Honorific: Reverend
Bathroom: accessible toilet with grab rail
Screening: magnetometer, unless you'd like to risk me falling on my ass when I can't balance in the pose that long; wooden loaner cane for the magnetometer if you've got one
Patdown: gender irrelevant, whoever's available first, and a chair
Pronouns: I certainly hope we won't be speaking long enough for you to need *those*
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  • Sat, 23:21: Guess who blew their tax refund on a new desktop? We'll see how long I last with Windows 8. Currently dismantling old desktop. Parts?
  • Sat, 23:22: Old desktop has 2 gigs RAM. Seems so small now...
  • Sun, 01:02: My fitbit #Fitstats_en_US for 4/11/2015: 2,899 steps and 1.2 miles traveled.
  • Sun, 01:52: I seem to have become that person with a ridiculous number of displays at home. This is even before getting the new machine sorted out.
  • Sun, 03:20: I have no words for how charming I found it that Purple felt the need to recommend Cassieclaire's The Very Secret Diaries to me.
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My tweets

9/4/15 12:04
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  • Thu, 00:22: An all-David Bowie remake of Blade Runner. We have the technology.
  • Thu, 01:02: My fitbit #Fitstats_en_US for 4/08/2015: 6,162 steps and 2.7 miles traveled.
  • Thu, 06:57: I used to think that I could never get used to it when my friends got new names/etc, but now the old ones seem super weird.
  • Thu, 07:09: Oh god oh god oh god. Slack on my phone means now I know which of my teammates are morning people. (I am still mid sleep cycle.)
  • Thu, 07:12: Still cranky about the person who didn't know me super well, saw me awake during sleep cycle and tried to engage in gchat conversation.

My tweets

8/4/15 07:42
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My tweets

6/4/15 12:05
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  • Sun, 13:03: @elgecko Hi! You may know me from places such as work and the wacky cube with the disco ball.
  • Sun, 13:07: RT @elgecko: Making a sauce which involves some molasses. It’s pouring very slowly. If only there were a metaphor with which I could descr…
  • Sun, 16:20: @evithermique Laptop is lagging and I'm too tired to reboot; I'm going to lie down for a bit and maybe nap.
  • Sun, 16:26: RT @CrimeADay: 21 U.S.C. §§1037, 1033(a)(2)(D) & 1041 make it a federal crime for the operator of an egg plant to sell eggs with an unsafe …
  • Sun, 18:57: RT @MarleyMagaziner: Hey, y'know who else hid their mental illness from their employers? Um...pretty much everyone with mental illness.
  • Sun, 23:08: Today I sent to a friend and we got into a heavy discussion about it. We both want the world more equal and happier.
  • Mon, 00:48: RT @zarhooie: Hey Leverage fans! I need fic recs, preferably Eliot-centric. Thanks!
  • Mon, 01:03: My fitbit #Fitstats_en_US for 4/05/2015: 115 steps and 0 miles traveled.
  • Mon, 06:57: RT @NWSBayArea: A winter weather advisory has been issued for the Santa Lucia Mts above 4k ft. For more info http:/…

My tweets

5/4/15 12:04
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My tweets

4/4/15 12:05
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azurelunatic: An RSS feed symbol, fingerpainted on concrete in blood. (zombies)
It's very apparent that Kingsman, in the finest tradition of the super-technospy-thriller genre, is stuffed full of tomorrow-and-several-weeks-later technology. The bad guy wears what looks like a full-on Google Glass; everybody else with super spy glasses is a leeetle more subtle.

And my favorite part:
spoiler for bad guy tech )

My tweets

3/4/15 12:04
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My tweets

2/4/15 12:04
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My tweets

1/4/15 12:04
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3/31 Tuesday
Got to work about 5 minutes before Purple, by the login times. He parked, as it would turn out, one over from me.
Lunch was good, peaceful.
I feel like I'm playing catch-up a lot.
I didn't have plans for tomorrow, but then I developed some. Heh.
StPatience is having a bad week :(

An insect incident )

That led to other discussions of texting-while-doing; I once fell down some (short) stairs due to reading while walking.

I wound up explaining the one-year gap in wearing my star. "A dude was involved" is a way I have come to sometimes explain some of my more random-seeming decisions to Purple. (I much less often do dumb-ass shit which involves ladies or honorable other-gendered sentients.) It has been quite some time since I actually laid out the reasons why I reacted differently to That Valentine's Day (wherein I was the third wheel in the next room from where the dude I liked banged someone else) and That Rather Bad Evening With Shawn (where the dude I liked banged someone else on the bed that I was trying to sleep on).

I called Kat on the way home. It was good to talk with her. Our brains work better when they are connected.

Now I am trying to get to bed early so I can go in to work and set up the thing.
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