So I have this theoretical situation brewing in the back of my mind about a hypothetical scenario in which I might have the need to create an ambiance of fog around an area, through which perhaps an actor will move.
(I'm being circumlocutious because that's really funny when you're as hammered as I am. And I am absolutely sure that the word circumlocuitous or circumlocutious is a word, and I refuse to look it up, but I wish I was sure of the placement of that final I. Spellcheck is unsurprisingly unhelpful.)
Anyway. The venue wherein I was considering this creation of artificial fog has a fog machine, but its use has been banned due to a particular colleague's severe allergy to the stuff.
So I thought perhaps dry ice would suffice.
I asked (e:zobar) and he shrugged; he studied chemistry, but not very intensely, so he knows very little about the theatrical applications of dry ice. Unsurprising.
"Hm," I said. "Who do I know who would know?"
I mentally ran through all my friends, relatives, and acquaintances before I realized that this is it. I've finally gone native. I'm finally thinking like a Buffalonian.
In my native culture, my reaction above would have been, "Where can I look that up?"
But in Buffalo, you don't look stuff like that up, you ask your friends and find somebody who knows about it.
Because everybody in Buffalo knows everybody else, and an expert is usually only one or two degrees of separation away. Knowledge and social obligation go more or less hand-in-hand; networks of favors and those indefinable interpersonal connections that you have to nurture; moms' anniversaries and kids' birthdays and the kinds of parties where you stand around in the attached garage fishing cans of beer out of big plastic ice buckets. You've got a problem, somebody related by blood or marriage, or possibly who you went to school with, either is a guy, or knows a guy, who owns a business that deals with that, or that studied it in school, or that knows the guy who wrote the law about it. It's all in the family, somehow.
I admit this is a more entertaining and satisfying system than just looking shit up. And it's been remarkably effective in a lot of things-- I never look online for custom t-shirts now that I skate on a team with a woman who owns a silkscreening facility.
Anyhow, I just thought I'd share my cultural observation here.
Incidentally after last night's roller derby bout, the Knockouts and Saucies are facing a winner-takes-all situation for the league championship at the next bout. May 31st. I'm serious, it will be really exciting.
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05/05/2008 00:42 #44237
going native05/03/2008 09:09 #44223
allentown?Oh hey, I heard a bunch of you were joining Allentown as a group?
And going to Mia's fitness class?
If you are, I'll see you there this morning.
This morning, we will be working on snap-kicks.
Do you know what that is?
Me neither.
Frankly, I'm terrified. :D
And going to Mia's fitness class?
If you are, I'll see you there this morning.
This morning, we will be working on snap-kicks.
Do you know what that is?
Me neither.
Frankly, I'm terrified. :D
05/03/2008 08:59 #44222
what rubbish is he filling your head witI never know what (e:zobar) is telling you about me.
I have one photo to share, though it's posted elsewhere, of the lesbian shotgun wedding.
It was lovely.
I will post the rest of my London photos at some point. Most of them are of Z making stupid faces over weird food.
I am here to do the obligatory pimpage of roller derby. There's a bout tonight. 7 pm, Rainbow Rink, 101 Oliver St. in North Tonawanda.
But what's really amusing is that my team isn't skating, we're hosting it, and we've decided to do so in costume.
The bout theme is "Hell on Wheels", and various of the girls are bringing all their biker friends.
So we're dressing like biker chicks.
If you've ever wanted to see me in a pleather miniskirt, tonight's the night.
Unrelated: Chita is on the shelf by the picture window in the living room, stalking the birds outside. She just crawled slightly backward to see them better, and... fell off the shelf. It was pretty funny.
She's pretending she meant to do that, of course.
I have one photo to share, though it's posted elsewhere, of the lesbian shotgun wedding.
It was lovely.
I will post the rest of my London photos at some point. Most of them are of Z making stupid faces over weird food.
I am here to do the obligatory pimpage of roller derby. There's a bout tonight. 7 pm, Rainbow Rink, 101 Oliver St. in North Tonawanda.
But what's really amusing is that my team isn't skating, we're hosting it, and we've decided to do so in costume.
The bout theme is "Hell on Wheels", and various of the girls are bringing all their biker friends.
So we're dressing like biker chicks.
If you've ever wanted to see me in a pleather miniskirt, tonight's the night.
Unrelated: Chita is on the shelf by the picture window in the living room, stalking the birds outside. She just crawled slightly backward to see them better, and... fell off the shelf. It was pretty funny.
She's pretending she meant to do that, of course.
jenks - 05/03/08 13:28
i meant to tell you... I met pissi longstocking (of the saucies) the other night. never realized what inter-team rivalry there is!!
i meant to tell you... I met pissi longstocking (of the saucies) the other night. never realized what inter-team rivalry there is!!
paul - 05/03/08 10:50
nice pic
nice pic
dragonlady7 - 05/03/08 09:35
I've been figuring I'll put together a slide show and show it to Zobar's mom and then post it up on one of the photosharing sites, but it's just struck me that we never mentioned to her that it was a lesbian civil partnership, so now I'm in a bit of a dither as to what to actually say.
D'oh!
I don't think she'd be too scandalized, but having sort of lied by omission before, now I look like an asshole. Will I never learn?
I've been figuring I'll put together a slide show and show it to Zobar's mom and then post it up on one of the photosharing sites, but it's just struck me that we never mentioned to her that it was a lesbian civil partnership, so now I'm in a bit of a dither as to what to actually say.
D'oh!
I don't think she'd be too scandalized, but having sort of lied by omission before, now I look like an asshole. Will I never learn?
imk2 - 05/03/08 09:30
please hurry with the london photos. i can't wait to see them!
please hurry with the london photos. i can't wait to see them!
04/19/2008 22:41 #44059
officialIt's official, we are seriously actually going to go to the UK in three days to attend a lesbian shotgun wedding.
I am terribly excited.
There are apparently no consequences for doing it all at the last minute.
If I'd known that I wouldn't have spent the last five months worrying constantly about it.
Eh it'll be awesome. I have a good feeling about it all.
I'm totally going to find the weirdest shit I possibly can and feed it to (e:zobar) and be all, "This is normal! Don't ruin my cultural experience!"
It will be brilliant.
Z has spent today angrily calling things "rubbish" and "shite". He claims to be warming up.
I have bought my ex-girlfriend a baby t-shirt that says "I Love The USA" on it in sequins. (Really a baby shirt, for her baby. I'm not getting her anything for her wedding, because I just dropped three grand on getting there and finding somewhere to sleep.)
I also bought her Richard Scarry books that will teach her child American words (like "truck") and THE WRONG SPELLING of things. I am trying to warp him already.
MUA HA HA.
However, Lowly Worm did not appear in either book. I thought he was a consistent recurring character. What the hell book is Lowly Worm in??? Someone help me out here.
I am terribly excited.
There are apparently no consequences for doing it all at the last minute.
If I'd known that I wouldn't have spent the last five months worrying constantly about it.
Eh it'll be awesome. I have a good feeling about it all.
I'm totally going to find the weirdest shit I possibly can and feed it to (e:zobar) and be all, "This is normal! Don't ruin my cultural experience!"
It will be brilliant.
Z has spent today angrily calling things "rubbish" and "shite". He claims to be warming up.
I have bought my ex-girlfriend a baby t-shirt that says "I Love The USA" on it in sequins. (Really a baby shirt, for her baby. I'm not getting her anything for her wedding, because I just dropped three grand on getting there and finding somewhere to sleep.)
I also bought her Richard Scarry books that will teach her child American words (like "truck") and THE WRONG SPELLING of things. I am trying to warp him already.
MUA HA HA.
However, Lowly Worm did not appear in either book. I thought he was a consistent recurring character. What the hell book is Lowly Worm in??? Someone help me out here.
lizabeth - 04/20/08 00:54
I remember that worm from every Richard Scarry book I ever read (but I do not remember a single title of any Richard Scarry book I've ever read - sorry, it was a long time ago)!
You're going to have such a great time on your trip!! I'm jealous! :)
I remember that worm from every Richard Scarry book I ever read (but I do not remember a single title of any Richard Scarry book I've ever read - sorry, it was a long time ago)!
You're going to have such a great time on your trip!! I'm jealous! :)
04/10/2008 23:37 #43979
ribs, tits, booty, etc.: state of meI cracked a rib with my tit.
Yes I did.
We were scrimmaging. I was trying to block the opposing jammer. She got past me, and then got taken out. So she went down sprawling, and I was behind her with no time to avoid her. I went partway over her, and my pelvis landed on her head. And me? WHAMMO, right on my tits.
I got up and kept going, and made it back to the pack right behind her, but I wasn't much good for anything.
I think I cracked a rib. Landed flat on my chest, and you'd think my boobs would squash pretty much infinitely and absorb the shock, but no. My rib is fucking killing me.
I then skated in a bout (I hurt it last week and then our bout was Saturday night) and discovered, rather the hard way, that taking really hard hits to the shoulder on that side was exquisitely painful. It was really really unpleasant.
It keeps almost being better, but it's not quite. It's bothering me again today. I've got to keep my torso, shoulder, and arm immobile for a couple of days so it stops hurting, but just you try doing that in your daily life. It's no good.
Anyway, I just had to share my latest injury. I totally cracked my rib with my boob.
But, on the plus side, unrelatedly, I own a pair of mesh ruffle panties in zebra stripe. They're very fifties. I love them. I did not buy them to wear as underwear, but as outerwear, in true derby fashion. I wore them tonight over opaque black tights and under a black pleated miniskirt.
I have fashion sense, all right, but it's the fashion sense of a girl half my age and half my size. But you know what? Fuck it!
Actually I recently discovered the world's most awesome thing: The Campaign for Real Booty.
Ha! I'm so sending in a picture.
Here's a bonus picture for y'all. This is how long my hair is. It needs a trim. Also, that is the dress I plan to wear to my friend's wedding. I bought it from pinupgirlclothing.com and love it. It's not like anything I've ever had, and it's stretchy enough that it fits right. Yay! It kind of shows off my booty, which is exciting: I have never before had a booty. But for some reason, the ten pounds or so I gained over the summer has now settled firmly in my hips and ass, which is really kind of exciting.
I had fans at Saturday night's bout! People I didn't know! Some fortysomething lesbians who very shyly asked for a picture of my butt! It was very cute. I blew them a kiss during my intro skate.
Hm, the image uploading thing doesn't seem to be working. Well, here's one that's a smaller filesize, maybe that'll work better. It's not the same picture but you get the same idea.
Yes I did.
We were scrimmaging. I was trying to block the opposing jammer. She got past me, and then got taken out. So she went down sprawling, and I was behind her with no time to avoid her. I went partway over her, and my pelvis landed on her head. And me? WHAMMO, right on my tits.
I got up and kept going, and made it back to the pack right behind her, but I wasn't much good for anything.
I think I cracked a rib. Landed flat on my chest, and you'd think my boobs would squash pretty much infinitely and absorb the shock, but no. My rib is fucking killing me.
I then skated in a bout (I hurt it last week and then our bout was Saturday night) and discovered, rather the hard way, that taking really hard hits to the shoulder on that side was exquisitely painful. It was really really unpleasant.
It keeps almost being better, but it's not quite. It's bothering me again today. I've got to keep my torso, shoulder, and arm immobile for a couple of days so it stops hurting, but just you try doing that in your daily life. It's no good.
Anyway, I just had to share my latest injury. I totally cracked my rib with my boob.
But, on the plus side, unrelatedly, I own a pair of mesh ruffle panties in zebra stripe. They're very fifties. I love them. I did not buy them to wear as underwear, but as outerwear, in true derby fashion. I wore them tonight over opaque black tights and under a black pleated miniskirt.
I have fashion sense, all right, but it's the fashion sense of a girl half my age and half my size. But you know what? Fuck it!
Actually I recently discovered the world's most awesome thing: The Campaign for Real Booty.
Ha! I'm so sending in a picture.
Here's a bonus picture for y'all. This is how long my hair is. It needs a trim. Also, that is the dress I plan to wear to my friend's wedding. I bought it from pinupgirlclothing.com and love it. It's not like anything I've ever had, and it's stretchy enough that it fits right. Yay! It kind of shows off my booty, which is exciting: I have never before had a booty. But for some reason, the ten pounds or so I gained over the summer has now settled firmly in my hips and ass, which is really kind of exciting.
I had fans at Saturday night's bout! People I didn't know! Some fortysomething lesbians who very shyly asked for a picture of my butt! It was very cute. I blew them a kiss during my intro skate.
Hm, the image uploading thing doesn't seem to be working. Well, here's one that's a smaller filesize, maybe that'll work better. It's not the same picture but you get the same idea.
paul - 04/20/08 08:41
Wow, that sounds hardcore painful. I guess just think it is better than if you were a man who landed on his testes and broke his pelvis, lo.
Wow, that sounds hardcore painful. I guess just think it is better than if you were a man who landed on his testes and broke his pelvis, lo.
dragonlady7 - 04/15/08 12:34
We all stress in varying amounts about falling on our intro lap. I think I stumbled on my intro once. I have never worried about it too much-- mostly because I knew I in particular had no fans, and so if I screwed up, my teammates who *did* have fans would feel better about themselves.
But now I have fans! Oh my. :)
We all stress in varying amounts about falling on our intro lap. I think I stumbled on my intro once. I have never worried about it too much-- mostly because I knew I in particular had no fans, and so if I screwed up, my teammates who *did* have fans would feel better about themselves.
But now I have fans! Oh my. :)
lizabeth - 04/12/08 13:04
Man, and I thought I was bad, having a big bruise on my ass from when I fell on it *right in front of the audience* on my introductory laps before our bouts on Sunday! I was the only one on my team who wasn't worried about doing that, and consequently, I was the only one who did it.
Congrats on having some non-acquaintance fans, and congrats on winning your bout! Hope your rib feels better soon...
Man, and I thought I was bad, having a big bruise on my ass from when I fell on it *right in front of the audience* on my introductory laps before our bouts on Sunday! I was the only one on my team who wasn't worried about doing that, and consequently, I was the only one who did it.
Congrats on having some non-acquaintance fans, and congrats on winning your bout! Hope your rib feels better soon...
theecarey - 04/11/08 01:00
ahhhhhh Ruffley undies! I was just saying to (e:pyrcedgrrl) that I want ruffle panties. Anyway, I since forgot... and now you posted a link. yay!
Cute dress, love the stockings-always a fan of the line up the leg.
ahhhhhh Ruffley undies! I was just saying to (e:pyrcedgrrl) that I want ruffle panties. Anyway, I since forgot... and now you posted a link. yay!
Cute dress, love the stockings-always a fan of the line up the leg.
tinypliny - 04/11/08 00:23
That's a very pretty dress! Enjoy the wedding!
The dress reminds me of the OH-SO-NON-monocolour wardrobe I had back home. What a boringly dressed drone I have become! :/
That's a very pretty dress! Enjoy the wedding!
The dress reminds me of the OH-SO-NON-monocolour wardrobe I had back home. What a boringly dressed drone I have become! :/
Ooh, that's gonna be one serious derby bout - wish I could be there!
Speaking of derby, apparently someone from your league visited us here and skated at one of our practices, but since half our league (including me) was not at practice that night because we'd gone to Ft. Myers to watch our next interleague opponent skate against another big in-state team, I have no idea who she was (sorry). The QCRG merch that she brought really impressed our merch girl, tho', and helped me make the case that we really need to get stickers made!
I have to admit when I read your title I thought that you were referring to not shaving. Whoops!
You are right, this is precisely what happens in Buffalo - however, I do not know the answer but will ask my friends, lol.