Super Rachel
Today was the first day of tabling at Portland Zine Symposium, followed by hangouts and steampunk porn read-alouds at our place, then karaoke.
Discoveries:
I can rock the FUCK outta "She's Not There."
You don't actually need to know "My Girl" to sing it reasonably well.
Miles has missed his calling in life by virtue of the fact that he has never fronted a metal band. Seriously. Oh, my fucking god. And it makes me MELT in all sorts of...heh. Yeah. Point being, very few people can pull off both Steppenwolf and Metallic at karaoke, and I am married to one of 'em. Rowr.
Also, Jen and I and our table-mate Ainsley have been doing mad awesome comics jam stuff all day, which we will post eventually. Good times.
Discoveries:
I can rock the FUCK outta "She's Not There."
You don't actually need to know "My Girl" to sing it reasonably well.
Miles has missed his calling in life by virtue of the fact that he has never fronted a metal band. Seriously. Oh, my fucking god. And it makes me MELT in all sorts of...heh. Yeah. Point being, very few people can pull off both Steppenwolf and Metallic at karaoke, and I am married to one of 'em. Rowr.
Also, Jen and I and our table-mate Ainsley have been doing mad awesome comics jam stuff all day, which we will post eventually. Good times.