1. I Twittered and Facebooked LJ's genderfail, because I knew I'd be preaching/outreaching to the choir if I wrote about it here. But, yes, fail. At least there is backpedalling--for now.

(I read a comment on a friend's LJ from someone who's like, "Eh. This doesn't bother me." And I was so enraged. I just. GENDER RIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS, GUYS. Yes, you have privilege, you identify as one of the two proffered options--that doesn't mean the lack of other options isn't harmful to you! Also! You have the right to keep your gender to yourself!!! Christ on a cracker! Exclamation points!!!)

2. [Self-bashing rhetoric redacted. Placeholder for future reference.]

3. People who've decided I don't like them and I'm going to try to screw them over, and then ask me for advise or clarification on things, and then get all het up no matter what I say/do can go suck on a lemon. A crate of fuckin' lemons.

4. I'm reading some Agatha Christie short stories. She was totally a closet romance writer. ♥

5. Today, Matthew Good tells me to "be the sea instead." Sounds like a plan, man.

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1. Matthew Good US tour next spring! Starts in Seattle in March!!! Idk how far south he's going, but he hasn't played down there in years, so hopefully he's at least hitting Portland or something.

2. Thank you to anonymous (AKA: phoebesmum) and anonymous (AKA: actually anonymous) for the snowflake cookies. Now I totally want to make some snowfalke sugar cookies and put Coke beads on them. Nom nom noms!

3. I has a new iPod coming my way presently, and I'm going to buy a Pelican case for it, because never let it be said that I don't learn my lesson (well. A lot of the time I don't, but still).

4. HAPPILY, the 'rents are going to give me Best Buy giftcards for Christmas, so I can put a proper fucking stereo in Not-a-puppy (he came with an AM/FM radio, and that's it, and it's driving me nuts), which means no more geedee radio commercials. Also, an aux-in jack, whee.

5. Off to newsletter meeting at IHOP. Laters!

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1. I watched all of Firefly (yes, even the episodes I hate!) and Serenity this weekend (because my concept of steampunk has less to do with Victorian fashion and more to do with cowboys. And spacships, I guess. Um. I'd read a Firefly steampunk AU in a heartbeat, just saying; Kaylee in goggles? Yes or yes?). My brain is sort of fried, but in a good way.

2. And then, after the movie, I downloaded obsessive24's brilliant, scary-awesome, sort of subversive Mal/River vid "Body," because it's all of those things I said.

3. And then I went on a bit of a spree and discovered they'd also done an SPN s1-4 vid to MGB's "Fall of Man" (embedded in linked entry; Dean and Castiel character stuff and Dean/Castiel, but not romantical-like), and then I watched that, and then I died. It's so good (because it's one of my favourite MGB songs, and because Nicky is stupid talented, and because it's like nine different things I could never put into meta, and because the Ayn Rand bit they quote is one of the reasons I can't completely write off Ayn Rand). SIGH.

(There's an older SPN vid by somebody else to that song, but it's kind of iffy and hurts my soul, so.)

4. Last night, I had a really tasty scene and a half, and I got to watch my favourite hot brother in a really short skirt (and hold her sword-cane, yay), so, you know, my life is pretty awesome at the mo. *smug smile*

(I just decided I need a shirt that says "my brother is hotter than yours," and then realized at least two reasons why that's a terrible idea. Serves me right for being smug, I guess. *facepalm*)

5. To make my life more awesome, I need to answer a couple of e-mails (for work/union and volunteer shenanigans), and schedule some cuddling and negotiation timez sometime next week. Woot.

That is all! I've been informed that there's a Spencer Reid on my TV, so I should go attend to that.

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Links to things which are composed of words:

1. "Where the Wild Things Were: Children of divorce, loneliness, and other magical things." After I saw WTWTA, I said it was childlike. I didn't mean happy unicorn funtiems, I meant this (children whose parents aren't divorced can have a similarly crappy time of it).

2. Via dragojustine: MYTHBUSTERS FIC. "Straight Man" by toft. It's sort of pre-slash, but not really. Oh god. Just read it, will you? Starts off kind of awkward and random, but totally hits stride a few sections in. I'm so excited about MB being a Yuletide fandom this year :D

3. This post concerns the death of Rafael's football team's goalkeeper. R's had a pretty shitty week because this happened (idk, Europeans and football), and it was really strange to see it pop up on M.Good's blog. WE ARE ALL CONNECTED. Or something.

4. The 4632 (not a "The 4400" spoof. Though it totally should be). My name is in there, somewhere off to the right, near the edge. I don't know why (theories abound as to where they got the names from, and I did sign up in the last two rounds of shenanigans, but there are a lot of people included who didn't, so), but the why is less important than the fact that FOB stole my cool again. Damn you, Fallout Boys.

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Setlist and report! Matthew Good (And His Band), November 10, 2009, at The Centre for Performing Arts in Vancouver.

( This makes five times I've seen him, and I'm still on the fence about the solo vs. band thing. My life is hard. )

Overall, not the worst show I've ever been to, but not his best ever. He looked like shit, but also like he was having a lot of fun, so. Idk. B+++, would see again.

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( Body and lifestyle talk. Pretty much analysis-free, but longer than I felt comfortable leaving un-cut. Also, potentially annoying and/or triggery. )

Anyway. I had a pretty good weekend, and I will probably talk some more about that tomorrowish.

AND AND MATTHEW GOOD TOMORROW NIGHT. I'm going by myself, which is sort of ridiculous, but whatever. It's not like I've never done--or been--that before. The end!

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1. I think I've found the words for the shirt I'm gonna wear to my Matthew Good show next week: "It Starts Today (It Ends When I Say It Ends)." Nom nom nom artist brains.

2. I will not read the lyrics for "From Now On We Are Enemies." I WILL NOT. This is the last new FOB there will be for a very long time (ever, even), and I'm not fucking spoiling myself for it!!! Dammit.

3. kanata is awesome and now I have LTROI on my computron, and ugh. Pretty movie is pretty. I can't even get over the use of the snow and subtle audio and stark font on the opening credits to create a liminal space (never mind pointing out how I'm all about liminal spaces right now).

4. Relatedly, have a snippet.

( In which Patrick is fifteen, more or less. Pete is twenty. And...scene. )

*

Ugh. Who knew! My writing has unexplored potential for stiffness. Sigh.

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1. Matthew would like to know if we want him to not sign autographs at all, or sign autographs WITHOUT HUGGING SRY!!! after the shows on tour next month. Because he has an atrocious immune system and just got over pneumonia, but also has a long-(long-long-long-)standing tradition of doing hxc meet&greets at his bus after shows.

He's so, so dumb, oh my god. (eta: MG.org blog entry edited.)

2. I need an "...BUT I AM NOT YOUR PARENT." icon, or something. For when I feel compelled to give people common sense advice they're not gonna fucking follow anyway. Such as: don't fucking greet the germ-ridden public outside, at night when it is cold, at the onset of flu season (which includes, for extra spice, a superflu designed to kill you with ninja-stealth), when you're recovering from pneumonia. And when you're obviously not going to quit smoking again. And when you get sick every fucking fall, winter, and spring. BUT I AM NOT YOUR PARENT. Never mind me.

3. I feel maybe a lot of conversations in my life would go much faster if I had that on a t-shirt, actually. If we put the appropriate logo on it, I could even wear it to work. Awesomesauce.

4. I made kickass tacos last night. Let it be known: I make amazing fucking tacos.

5. Did not get picked for a jury today. I'm kind of sad about it. I'm such a nerd. (Typo: suck a nerd. Yes, that too.)

6. I've been listening to a lot of Jay-Z lately? The Black Album and the new one, mostly, because I'm generally allergic to concept albums (except for MCR and MG/B), even when they involve Denzel Washington and Russell Crowe (goddamn, I need to get that movie on DVD).

7. I'm embroiled in something messy and complicated with either "FUCKING AMAZING!!! \o/" outcome or "...shit, that was a stupid thing to do, dude" outcome (this sentence could also apply to current season of SPN, y/n?). I'm doing surprisingly well, anxiety-wise, mostly because, for reals, I have good friends (and family) who want me to have nice things. Also, being estrellada's brother has taught me quite a bit about rolling with situations where the outcome ratio is equal parts amazing:stupidity.

Good night, stars bright.

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1. Everything hurts except sitting down, oh my god.

2. "Us Remains Impossible" - Matthew Good

There's a light up there tonight
that shines a lady all year bright.
It's all the same, the you and I:
it's over now, I know it's sorry.

I know you so you know me,
but us remains impossible.

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1. I'm so completely toasted, wow. Still on endorphins from last night, despite about eleven hours of sleep (at least it's not a hangover!). Probably a shower will help, and I'll get to that soon.

2. Matthew has pneumonia, because boys are stupid. Hopefully he's better soon, and doesn't keep working so hard in rehearsal for the tour next month.

3. BJ's Awesome & Succinct Movie Revue for Where the Wild Things Are: "He's just a boy, pretending to be a wolf, pretending to be a king." Everybody needs to see this. I cried and laughed and cried so hard, guys.

4. Patrick didn't look hot at Los Premios MTV, he looked ill. I've said it all along*: he's a well-put-together little guy, and that's not going to change, but seriously. I AM OFFICIALLY WORRIED.


*Shallow confession time! I liked this band 'cause I liked to look at him, long before I ever actually really listened to "Sugar." Shocking, I know.

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1. I love this album so much. Must buy tickets for shows soooooon.

2. Trusting the good things people say, rather than reading painful volumes in to what they do, is so hard. So, so hard. Sometimes the inside of my head makes me more angry than all the dumbshit outrageous things in the real world.

3. Tomorrow I'm seeing Where the Wild Things Are! Maybe TWICE! \o/

I have Moishe (he's a PUPPET and he came from IOWA, which is obviously the Land of the Wild Things, DUH) and I'm takin' him with me! /isfiveaboutit

4. Oh hey, maybe I've been feeling gross lately 'cause I stopped keeping up with my two litres of water a day idea. Funny, that. *headdesk*

5. "Volcanoes" - I know the place, but it's all erased: you can't rectify me.

Yes, you're getting it one track at a time. Hopefully you'll go buy the rest of it from iTunes at some point.

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1. Vancouver debuted at #2 in Canada. WHEEEEE. ("The Vancouver National Anthem.")

2. We have so much capacity for compassion for everyone but ourselves. Sigh.

3. Very Important (NSFW) Decision time! Softpack: mini or small? I don't want to be That Guy with the giant bulge, but I'd also like to have the option of getting Proper Attention paid to it on occasion. Idk. Opinions?

4. Okay. I need to go check on Rafael, then head out. Gotta get some fibre supplements and a coffee on my way to pick up estrellada.

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I'm listening to Vancouver, which I bought with my own money, and trying to write (top secret! Hush hush!) "16 Candles"/"The Scene Is Dead"/my brain is a strange place!fic and. Yeah, this album is actually too happy for semi-apocalyptic vampire shenanigans.

Congratulations, bandom. You've created something more ambiently sad'n'angry than Matthew Good's "Dear John" letter to a terminally depressed city. *shakes hand*

("The Boy Who Could Explode." You'll thank me later.)

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1. I don't have to work tomorrow! I do have to drive Rafael to the hospital for urgent laser eye surgery, though. FUN.

2. A recent post on Matthew Good's blog: "Gotcha Gone." Who wants to be a millionaire? Who's a bachelor or bachelorette? Who has eight kids and wants to put them on television so the world can watch your family fall apart? [...] We're in business. Doesn't matter which business, but we're in it. Blowing yourself up's a business, just like growing fruit. Blowing up people that blow themselves up's a business and so is eliminating those that stand in the way of Chiquita. My brain's a business, your blood's a business, even piss and shit are a business.

(My brain's a business, your blood's a business. Oh my god. Ten points for those who get the subtitle reference.)

3. LOOOOOOOL. The large-scale Canadian Forces/Integrated Security Unit manoeuvre in case things go pear-shaped at the Olympics in February is called Pegasus Guardian. With John Sheppard protecting the Games, what could possibly go wrong!!! (Insert heyginger's Operation: This Will Most Likely End Badly icon here.)

eta: Also, also! The training exercise the dynamic duo are engaging next week? Is called Pegasus Guardian 3/Spartan Rings. SPARTAN RINGS. Ahahahahahahaha if I didn't laugh at this bullshit I'd fling myself out a window.

4. Relatedly, city crews are constructing a public art piece for the Biennale in the West End. It's basically two giant stainless steel rings. Of course, there's all kinds of equal marriage whatever 'cause it's in the gaybourhood, etc. etc., BUT SERIOUSLY. There are stargates on Sunset Beach! \o/

(When they're fully installed, I'm totally going to daydream about playing SG on the beach. Sigh. I miss being six.)

5. Oh, right, House was on last night. CHASE. D: D: D:

6. Okay, it's time to go home. Bye!

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1. I'm trying to find a car to rent for my trip in October, but the reasonably-priced place with a drop-off location in Prince Rupert (I'd drive up there, leave the car, take the ferry back) doesn't seem to have any cars on the days I need one. I'm pretty sure it's a system error, because every single location in Vancouver cannot possibly be rented out on October 5, but seriously.

2. So, yeah, our provincial government is composed entirely of assfaces. "It's Warm in Jail, and There's Toilets." Proposed legislation would give the government power to force people off the streets and into shelters and/or jail cells during "extreme weather." We have extreme weather in February, right?

3. estrellada and I re-dyed my hair last night with Punky Colour's ebony dye, which is actually just a really dark blue. Hopefully it will fade blue rather than green (it should, it's blue dye mixed with purple, so. COLOUR SKIENCE). Anyway.

4. I'm re-reading The Gates of November. Nnnnnn things about Soviet-era Russia.

5. Oh my gosh tomorrow and Wednesday are the union bylaws convention. IT'S GONNA BE A PARTY with lots of misogyny and general old boys' club fail. But also free lunch! Whoo! *\o/*

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day 01 | a song
day 02 | a picture
day 03 | a book/ebook/fanfic
day 04 | a site
day 05 | a youtube clip
day 06 | a quote
day 07 | whatever tickles your fancy

So, this is the guy who'll be directing the video for "Great Whales of the Sea," from Vancouver, which will apparently not be a single (yeah, no, I agree with that decision). Idk, guys. I'm largely unimpressed. Which is not to say that Mr. Cudmore isn't good, he's certainly got an atmospheric aesthetic I can appreciate, just that his video for The National's "Fake Empire" was probably his best one (what he did for Sloan comes a close second, though), and it's still (nearly) entirely peopled by young, attractive, heteronormative white folks. GAH.

Anyway. I really have to go do something about my laundry now. Bye!

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Added to the list of things that are making me flail today:

Vancouver is streaming on the intronets from today until it drops on October 6.

:D :D :D :D :D

(The collage pigeon/crow thing makes me so freakin happy, oh my gosh.)

(Highlights from the rest of the list: the thing at work this morning; today's PostSecret; Pete's Twitter; "Document"--I wish I didn't have to label it Pete/Patrick, 'cause I think the surprise is kind of nice. Not that any of it is much a surprise, two years later, but still.)

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1. "Last Parade," the first single from Vancouver, is streaming here (I question Matthew's avowed dedication to the piano when he uses such a shitty-sounding fake one, tbh; also, you can really hear the change in his voice since he's taken up smoking again--much moreso than on Hospital Music; otherwise, ♥♥♥). The album is out October 6, whee! Of course I'm out of town that week, but still. \o/

( lyrics. )

2. The most recent post on MatthewGood.org is a TRMS clip about Republican, far-right, corporate-funded intimidation in the US healthcare reform fight. Ugh, it makes me mad.

3. I had a dream the other night that I wanted to share with everybody, because it was really weird and interesting, but now I can't remember what it was. Oh well.

4. BJ's Succinct & Awesome Movie Revue for District 9: Huh. That was pretty cool. I am, coincidentally, re-reading Schindler's List right now (what? Doesn't everyone compulsively re-read books about the Shoah?), so I have a lot of thinkity thoughts about things but they have no place in a succinct movie review. One major facet of the ending doesn't make a lot of sense to me, and I'm not sure I trust the filmmakers enough to have made the right decision on it. Nonetheless, I enjoyed it thoroughly. This movie has deep roots in my favourite kinds of scifi/specfic, and I loves it.

5. Hokay, time to get going. I have a union meeting in a little bit, and then I have to pick my work for September through December. WHOO.

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I fail at time management. Chris Pine, take me away from all this.

Happy Canada Day (ugh, I don't like nationalism, but I do love living here, and it is the best place on Earth, even if I wish the government would stop using my tax dollars to tell everybody else that so they'll relocate their corporate offices to downtown Richmond, buy a few Mercedeses for their company fleet, and lease some executive penthouses on False Creek, because BC being the best place on Earth is my personal opinion! It shouldn't be government policy! UGH, FRIENDLY CANADIAN FASCISM).



Via nixwilliams.

eta: Matthew Good never gets invited to Canada Day parties, because he insists upon talking about child poverty.

The end.

PS: I am looking forward to the "What a Catch" video, even though I a) don't think it should be a single (ugh, srsly, wtf), and b) the video in my head is way better than whatever nautical tomfoolery they've decided to go with (this is quite often the case with FOB videos, actually--hire me for that directation job thar, Pete!).

NEW MATTHEW GOOD, oh my gosh, boer is my favourite person today. It's called "The Vancouver National Anthem," because he's a subtle man full of subtlety, and you can listen to it here.

( lyrics. full of subtlety. and sense-making. )

Ta da, my city. *magician hands*

It's kind of interesting how I can recognize Goodish turns of phrase now (I think I'd know this was his song from the words alone, or if you played me just the guitar riff, and that's sort of nutty and creepy), and how this song makes me think of the orchestral enormity of a lot of Avalanche, "21st Century Living" in particular--"Around here, ambition throws a non-perishable food item in the donation bin at Christmas, and then pats itself on the fucking back because it thinks it's done something decent." But it's also got the White Light/Hospital Music lyrical stream of consciousness/image-building thing going for it (granted, knowing a large part of his catalogue by heart helps to decipher things at this point, lol I have no life), and the pointed, particular guitar parts, which I'm so glad he learned how to do and which fill up so much of the Dave Genn-shaped gap (ugh Dave Genn go away).

Unspecified Date in Fall 2009 cannot come fast enough! I wants a new album, M. Good!