Chillax
I had a nice, nice mellow weekend. I took Friday off, since we had no steam for the second day and could do no work. Saturday we enjoyed a good brunch, then bummed around Brightleaf Square looking at galleries and various trinket shops. I succumbed to temptation and bought a book of Chihully glasswork prints, a Charles Addams collection, and a book on classic pulp magazine cover art. Triple score, and not too pricey. Sunday we had our biggest exertion first thing: watching derby practice. Then we really got our slug on and perfected our sitting skills. L did show me "Rabbit Proof Fence" and "School Daze." It was highly refreshing. Like camping at home.
Now I'm back at work, but there is still no steam. It's ridiculous, but there's a limit to how much vacation I'm going to burn. So I've been reading around some about women being harassed at the geek conventions. http://girl-wonder.org/girlsreadcomics/ I like to think that I am not a dick, and will quickly pick up on "go away" signals. Hell, that's rule #1: http://charles-d-ward.livejournal.com/54865.html
I also pride myself on being self-correcting, i.e. I will recognize flaws or poor behavior in myself and correct it before anyone else has to mention it to me. Of course, that's more a goal than a lifestyle. I'm sure I stepped over the line from festive and friendly to inappropriate more than once in my life. Two specific nights spring to mind. One was an after-party where I got quite gropey with a number of women. Happily it was a derby party, so everyone let it slide. (I'd know if I truly offended someone because they would have beat me up) The other was at Legends where I was oblivious enough that I had to be explicitly told to 'fuck off.' Embarassing. Or maybe not. It was the guy these girls were with who got in my face, so I was never completely sure whether it was my behavior at fault or his. I was trashed, tho. I thought I'd written that incident up a few years ago, but couldn't find it. I did come across some other snippets while looking:
Freakonomics: http://charles-d-ward.livejournal.com/65228.html
Wedding rings: http://charles-d-ward.livejournal.com/11526.html
Guys, want to feel you are not a cad? read this: http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/1013043mackris1.html
Various old dating snippets:
Great gaming Friday night, pure role-playing and much fun. Stopped for a beer on the way home, ended up closing the place; talking to fellow barflys I know and ignoring cues from this sexy young drunk girl. Sheesh, rubbing up against me saying, "Oooo, it's SO cold in here." Yeah, I'm going to put my arm around you, since you've been sitting next to me on your boyfriend's lap for the past half hour and now that y'all are fighting I REALLY want to get involved in that. This is my new thing, instead of just attracting racists, I have switched to only attracting women with big red danger signs all over them. My favorite was the other week at Havannas; the conversation started, "Hi,.. are you a cop?" and went downhill from there. Such is the life of Rob. Otherwise, a good night. And that was it. That was my weekend.
Two conversations
I called the artist to invite her out to the glass art exhibit. I've got to get my butt to the museum; the exhibit is only there for another month. I got turned down, alas. Heh, heh. 11:30AM and not only did I catch her still in bed, but giggling girl was quite clearly getting some action while talking to me. That's a pretty decisive no.
Talking to these two young girls. One seemed like a reasonable person, but the other one; whew! 22 year old blonde with a 2nd job bartender at the strip bar. (and shocking as this will be to y'all's opinion of me, that ain't what I'm looking for) I was alternately highly amused and totally appalled by the conversation. Listening to the gripes about men(in and out of the strip bar), dating, work, and such. The peak was when I asked her how differently she was treated after her $4,500 breast enhancements. She said it ws great. Not only was she getting much much more attention, but she'd already covered the cost of them because she NEVER had to pay for anything herself anymore. Which is worse? All the men who've noticed her now that her breasts were larger, or her gloating about the free ride? What a world.
Valuable Contacts
Met my cat-sitter out at the No Kidding happy hour last night. For some reason, despite living close to each other, we always do the key exchange at some tavern or event. The No Kidding crowd seemed pretty white-bread when I first met them, but they keep getting more diverse and interesting. We were talking with these two Durham cops(one vice, one headquarters) and a new psychiatrist. These girls were hilarious! I hope never to meet them professionally, but if I do get busted or committed in Durham, now I at least know a few people on the inside. Had a couple of final beers with Chris, where by careful discussion and analysis we were able to determine that everything in all ways was entirely the fault of the women, relieving us of any responsibility. What the heck is it with you girls? Speaking of which, I can't quite figure out what is going on with Robin. I should call her, except I won't be home until Saturday evening, which is too late to get anything going.
The psychologist above was of course the first time I met LaTanya. Some 6 months and many adventures later we began dating, and over 2.5 years later we are still dating. I can't believe I've managed to pull the wool over her eyese for so long!
Now I'm back at work, but there is still no steam. It's ridiculous, but there's a limit to how much vacation I'm going to burn. So I've been reading around some about women being harassed at the geek conventions. http://girl-wonder.org/girlsreadcomics/ I like to think that I am not a dick, and will quickly pick up on "go away" signals. Hell, that's rule #1: http://charles-d-ward.livejournal.com/54865.html
I also pride myself on being self-correcting, i.e. I will recognize flaws or poor behavior in myself and correct it before anyone else has to mention it to me. Of course, that's more a goal than a lifestyle. I'm sure I stepped over the line from festive and friendly to inappropriate more than once in my life. Two specific nights spring to mind. One was an after-party where I got quite gropey with a number of women. Happily it was a derby party, so everyone let it slide. (I'd know if I truly offended someone because they would have beat me up) The other was at Legends where I was oblivious enough that I had to be explicitly told to 'fuck off.' Embarassing. Or maybe not. It was the guy these girls were with who got in my face, so I was never completely sure whether it was my behavior at fault or his. I was trashed, tho. I thought I'd written that incident up a few years ago, but couldn't find it. I did come across some other snippets while looking:
Freakonomics: http://charles-d-ward.livejournal.com/65228.html
Wedding rings: http://charles-d-ward.livejournal.com/11526.html
Guys, want to feel you are not a cad? read this: http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/1013043mackris1.html
Various old dating snippets:
Great gaming Friday night, pure role-playing and much fun. Stopped for a beer on the way home, ended up closing the place; talking to fellow barflys I know and ignoring cues from this sexy young drunk girl. Sheesh, rubbing up against me saying, "Oooo, it's SO cold in here." Yeah, I'm going to put my arm around you, since you've been sitting next to me on your boyfriend's lap for the past half hour and now that y'all are fighting I REALLY want to get involved in that. This is my new thing, instead of just attracting racists, I have switched to only attracting women with big red danger signs all over them. My favorite was the other week at Havannas; the conversation started, "Hi,.. are you a cop?" and went downhill from there. Such is the life of Rob. Otherwise, a good night. And that was it. That was my weekend.
Two conversations
I called the artist to invite her out to the glass art exhibit. I've got to get my butt to the museum; the exhibit is only there for another month. I got turned down, alas. Heh, heh. 11:30AM and not only did I catch her still in bed, but giggling girl was quite clearly getting some action while talking to me. That's a pretty decisive no.
Talking to these two young girls. One seemed like a reasonable person, but the other one; whew! 22 year old blonde with a 2nd job bartender at the strip bar. (and shocking as this will be to y'all's opinion of me, that ain't what I'm looking for) I was alternately highly amused and totally appalled by the conversation. Listening to the gripes about men(in and out of the strip bar), dating, work, and such. The peak was when I asked her how differently she was treated after her $4,500 breast enhancements. She said it ws great. Not only was she getting much much more attention, but she'd already covered the cost of them because she NEVER had to pay for anything herself anymore. Which is worse? All the men who've noticed her now that her breasts were larger, or her gloating about the free ride? What a world.
Valuable Contacts
Met my cat-sitter out at the No Kidding happy hour last night. For some reason, despite living close to each other, we always do the key exchange at some tavern or event. The No Kidding crowd seemed pretty white-bread when I first met them, but they keep getting more diverse and interesting. We were talking with these two Durham cops(one vice, one headquarters) and a new psychiatrist. These girls were hilarious! I hope never to meet them professionally, but if I do get busted or committed in Durham, now I at least know a few people on the inside. Had a couple of final beers with Chris, where by careful discussion and analysis we were able to determine that everything in all ways was entirely the fault of the women, relieving us of any responsibility. What the heck is it with you girls? Speaking of which, I can't quite figure out what is going on with Robin. I should call her, except I won't be home until Saturday evening, which is too late to get anything going.
The psychologist above was of course the first time I met LaTanya. Some 6 months and many adventures later we began dating, and over 2.5 years later we are still dating. I can't believe I've managed to pull the wool over her eyese for so long!