Maura's Illuminated Manuscript

We'll all heard by now that Daft Punk has, sadly, called it quits after 28 years.



My take? Random Access Memories is Daft Punk doing disco with the OG musicians. Lovely, but a bit slavish. Human After All was Daft Punk doing butt rock. Not my bag. That leaves the first two, and the one that's most exuberantly, confidently, extravagantly them is, in this critic's estimation, Discovery. I've heard the complaint from one gay man that this album is way too popular among gay men, but you know what? It's deservedly so.

Prompted by a reread, an upcoming volume, and a chat weeks ago with cupcake_goth.

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ETA: Hmm. The poll widget looks a little grotty in Chrome, but it appears to work. Vote away!

Remember my poll about breast size vs. hand preference? I did that waaay back just five months after I started hormones. I've now been on them for more than six years, and now my answer to this poll question has changed.

My left breast is no longer the larger one, it seems, as of a few months ago. It's now my right. Some of you longtime breast owners told me this sort of occurrence is common. Evidence of that is now attached to me, even though my hormonal cycles are entirely artificial and therefore regular.

I can only speculate as to why: my weight is nearly the lowest it's been for about twenty years, which may have something to do with it.

Australian ravers turned blond, hippy disco masters Cut Copy are on tour in North America. They're coming to the Sasquatch festival, which I can't remotely afford, and skipping Seattle and Portland, but they will be going to Vancouver, BC on 5/23 at the curious hour of 5:30 PM. Tickets go on sale Friday morning.

Pros:

• Dude, Cut Copy! I have all their LPs, and their latest has been in the Sanctimobile's CD player most of this year.
• The ticket price for Vancouver isn't out of line: $48 plus the usual pound of flesh for Ticketmaster.
• I haven't been anywhere in Canada in about four years.
• It's a kid-free weekend.

Cons:

• That's the weekend randomdreams and manintheboat are coming up to Seattle. I have yet to meet manintheboat in meatspace.
• I'd have to go all the way to Vancouver and back...
• ...quite probably alone, because even though ionan's a fan, he doesn't think he has the $, and...
• ...I'll be crossing an international border as a transsexual for sure.

So for the first time in a while, a poll:

[Poll #1963151]

I actually paid attention to the poll results from my previous entry and ordered a replacement for my latex LBD for SEAF. Maybe one or two of you could give it a shine while we're there. Ahem. I've been discussing accessories with a trusted adviser, of course.

Resolved: I will not destroy this one through improper storage as I did the last one. Talcum powder on the inside after each wearing, and hang it so nothing is bunched together.

My Flowering will be no earlier than mid-February at the Wildrose, and it will be preceded by dinner at Cafe Flora. You heard it here first. Watch this space for a more specific date & time. So saith the poll.

I think what really sealed that name for me, though, was watching shivana lay a square egg when I told zem in person. (Ha! I got the pronoun right, without even having to edit!) I notice an interesting and somewhat disturbing breakdown by gender among the name responses.

A while back I talked to the landlord & one resident about renting a room in a house seven blocks from where I work. It's also on the bus route to the Abbey, reasonably priced, with broadband, and clean. (Yeah, maybe a bit dull, but these days I know how to find excitement elsewhere.)

The sticking point was my 9/1 move date. He tried to find somebody for August only but didn't, and Nibs changed her mind in favor of an earlier move date, namely 8/15, even with pro-rated rent. So we have a verbal agreement! We'll nail down the legalities after the landlord gets back from vacation on 8/8.

On a related note, I (barely) helped dianala & smeehrrr move stuff out of their storage space, and got showered with promises of good stuff I want or need that they don't. Imagine worshipful hand motions here.

Their youngest is what, three years old? He's much more verbal & interactive than I remember m'boy being at that age. Watching smeehrrr enjoying his son so much, I got the nagging sense that I suck. One thing's for sure: coming out to my son is going to concentrate my mind on not sucking.

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The results of yesterday's poll? A majority of women, but not an overwhelming one, carries one cinder block with two hands. The ones who carry one in each tend to be tall. Yeah, duh maybe, but again news to me. And it's a relief to hear that carrying one in each hand won't get me any grief.

Here are the results of yesterday's breast poll:

	left larger	right larger	asymmetric (sum of left & right larger)	neither larger
left-handed	0	0	0	6
right-handed	8	9	17	2
ambidextrous	1	1	2	1

Conclusions:

• Breasts are dynamic. I've collected anecdotes (and I'm sure others have collected data) suggesting that plenty of events, hormonal and otherwise, can affect breast symmetry: puberty, childbirth, even asymmetric exercise. If this was a duh to you, it wasn't to me.


• That said, I was struck not by any correlation of hand preference to either breast's being larger, but to more general asymmetry. Clearly this merits further study.


• randomdreams, morthael, and ionan are sillyheads.

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In other news, we had a FiOS outage here at the Abbey for about 16 hours. Nibs & m'boy were Displeased. It wasn't the fiber that had trouble, though; it was the crufty cabling on the outside of the house.

ETA: More data points!

ETAA: Even more data points!

Tonight's nun plan is the Usual Haunts because I'm a) hoping to see cow, evillinn, and ravenmimura; and b) more adventurous options are looking either impossible, inconvenient, or lame.

The above is the sort of thing I put on the social networking sites that aren't as conducive to lengthy rambles. Speaking of social networking:

[Poll #1453748]

My #1? LJ, of course. Nothing's more conducive to hacking & spilling. Second best to me is Twitter, which may be the MOOer in me; there's something about the 140-character limit that's curiously liberating in terms of content.

I have the perfect way to celebrate getting out of today, and hopefully this week, alive. With a little help from a friend, I'll be able to go to Norwescon, contrary to my earlier expectation. And now, the eternal question: what to wear? My usual M.O. is to wear my Halloween costume because I'm too lazy or time-constrained to make anything new. In this year's case that's the Naughty Nurse from 1913. Hester Prynne hasn't gotten much love lately. It's a little warm for Lizzy, and the Suffragette is both recent and done, but I'll take requests. It's poll time!

[Poll #1381037]

My boss is small, but he is mighty. And all right.