Beach day and dork meme
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la_belle_laideSo of course, my sweet baby grackle died. I knew he would, but still.
I kept my promise to myself and went to the beach with my friends today. Yay, me, I even got the season permit. That's $20 for a local, $150 for a non-local. ^_^ Which, to me, says, "If you're from the city, we do like your money, but we really wish you didn't have to actually come out here to give it to us." A sentiment with which I heartily agree. I'm one of the locals you often see yelling, "Go home, citiot!" I love the summer. I hate tourist season. (There's a bumper sticker that reads, "If it's tourist season, does that mean I can shoot them?") It might seem hypocritical of me, as I'm a traveler, too, and I'm often a tourist myself. But at least I'm always respectful when I travel.
Anyway, the beach was lovely. For the first time ever, I went to the actual town beach, the one with the bathrooms (very clean and nice) and a lifeguard and a food stand (also very clean and nice.) The stretch of beach was huge. Usually I just go down to one of the regular old beaches (it used to be free to park on the other side of the road if you were using those beaches, but not anymore.) I think in a way I still prefer good old Road J and Road K. Smaller, yes, but less crowded and more for locals. It's where most of the surfers go--the surfers who are there to surf, not to make a lot of noise and get attention.
Anyway, we were there from 11 till 2. It was so hot today (must have been somewhere near 80,) that I went into the water, which was heart-stoppingly cold. The waves were so nice, though, so mellow, breaking really far out, that I found myself wishing I'd brought my body-board.
The only icky thing was the remains of what looked like a small dead whale on the shore.
Everyone had to stand around and poke it. I guess I'm no better, because I had to have a picture of it, too. Its guts were everywhere, and it smelled pretty bad. It was far enough away from us that we didn't smell it, though.
And, of course, the ocean saw fit to rip the top of my bathing suit off of me. That never fails. If I go in the water, I'm flashing someone. Jeez.
Jenn, Jenn and I talked for a long while, and mostly we just chilled out and didn't think about much of anything. When I found myself thinking, it was about future children. I imagined that, if I have a girl, she'll be this little, intense, curly dark-haired chick (I imagine her with my hair.) If I have a boy, I imagined that he'd be a lighter haired beach brat, like some of these ickle baby surfers you see, with their long hair and childish confidence. Jenn J asked me, "What are you thinking? You've got this weird little smile on your face." I told her exactly what I just wrote there, what I thought any future kids of mine would be like. Jenn, who has two (very odd and funny) little boys, said, "They'll be whatever they are." I told her to shut up. ;D
Okay, so I've been tagged by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
triforcekt with this fun meme:
Take each of these five categories (video games, television, anime, movies, and books) and tell why you are a dork. Make them good reasons. Justify them. Explain them. Be loud and proud about how big of a dork you are! Then pick the 5 biggest dorks you know and have them do the meme.
Video games
-- When Ocarina of Time came out, I took some days off work to catch up on my playing.
-- In fact, I spent so much freaking time with that game that it put my mind in a strange place. I remember one time walking down a street and seeing a tree, and thinking seriously to myself that I could hookshot up there. Also, passing a field and flashing to Hyrule field. Passing a field with tall grass and having the brief, hopeful thought that if I cut down the grass, I'd find money.
-- To this day, the opening sequence of that game still gets me all shivery, and sometimes teary eyed.
-- Link is my co-pilot. No, really.
-- Uhh, hello, I wrote about a billion pages of fanfic based on Ocarina of Time. Yeah, I think that speaks for itself.
-- I've driven down the road playing "Ride On" from the FFVIII soundtrack and pretended that my car was the Ragnarok.
-- I still cry throughout the end sequence of FFVIII.
-- I've clocked over 100 hours on one game of FFVII, just because I wanted to spend more time in the world and with the characters.
-- Again, a few hundred pages worth of fanfiction speaks for itself.
-- Spent years hunting down the Cloud Strife statue; squealed like a five year old when I got it.
-- Wrote a series of naughty / funny limericks about doing sex with Sephiroth. No, honestly.
-- I cried when I saw the teaser for the beginning of 3D FFVII. And I cried when I realized that it was just that: a teaser, and nothing more.
Television
I don't watch much TV, but when I get into a show, it's all-consuming. Like Katie said, the day that the show airs, I'm excited and thinking about it for the entire day. I was like this with House this year. When 9 PM on a Tuesday finally rolled around, I'd be in heaven, sitting down with my glass of chocolate soy in one hand and the remote for the VCR in the other hand, ready to tape. At the end of the show, I'd be breathless. Even when I was in Disneyworld, I stayed at the hotel on Tuesday night when everyone was out, so that I wouldn't miss a minute of House.
--I, too, watched American Idol. I'm still not over the loss of Anwar. I wanted to suckerpunch Scott.
--A few years ago, I was all about The X Files. I taped every show, and fell in lust with Alex Krycek.
-- My biggest TV show obssession ever, though, was Monty Python's Flying Circus. I taped every show aired in America, back in '89. Even though the shows are all now on DVD, I can't get rid of those tapes. I went through too much trouble to get them, and they mean the world to me.
-- I can quote pretty much any Monty Python show, as I've seen every episode at least ten times, some closer to thirty. I'm one of those people who gets pissed off when someone misquotes Monty Python.
-- I've got tapes upon tapes of Celia and I re-enacting Monty Python scenes. Especially the Pepperpot scenes.
Anime
--Back in '00, I fell desperately in love with Gundam Wing. I didn't care anything about real politics, but when Relena was made Queen of the World, I was riveted.
-- My car's official name is Shinigami.
-- To quell road rage, I've pretended I had a beam cannon.
-- I used to sneak home from work early so that I could see the 5:30, censored airing of GW. Then I'd stay up for the Midnight Run and watch the uncensored version, giggling like a schoolgirl when Heero was allowed to say "kill" instead of "destroy" and Duo could call himself "God of Death" instead of "The Great Destroyer."
-- in '01, I fell madly in love with Rurouni Kenshin and everything about it. Of course, I cried during the key scenes.
-- I learned the Japanese lyrics, along with the translations, to all the theme songs.
-- I wrote a naughty poem about Kenshin. ("For you I sit awake at night, to hear you say "oro!" For you I pine, this sleepy girl, de gozaru yo...") >_> Shut up.
-- And yes, I have the RK dolls.
-- I also went nuts over Sorcerer Hunters, to the point of trying to get everyone in my life as into it as I was. (FTR, my Dad really liked this series; he and my Mom watched it all the way through.)
-- I did, and still sometimes do, call my two of my friends "Chocolate" and "Carrot." (I'm Tira. ^_^ )
-- I'm wearing my Sorcerer Hunters T shirt as I type.
Movies
-- Oh, boy. First, let me just quote Katie: You can't possibly understand my level of movie dorkdom unless you exist in my brain, or are my mom or my sister. I'd be willing to bet that 75% of the things I say are movie quotes. I get really frustrated when other people try to quote movies, because unlike myself, they do not have them flawlessly memorized. Oftentimes I correct someone when they do this and then just ruin all the fun of the moment. Yes. Exactly what she said. I couldn't have put it better.
-- And again: As a child, I couldn't just watch movies. I had to act them out while they were playing. And I couldn't just watch movies--I had to completely run them into the ground by playing them several times a day for months on end. Actually, I never really grew out of this. Completely true. And I'll admit that I still sometimes do act out movies, or scenes from movies. And if I knew people who were willing to, I'd actually play movie scenes with them, to this day. I honestly would.
-- Jeremy, Celia and I used to memorize bits of movies and videotape ourselves recreating them. I've still got the tapes of the three of us doing key scenes of "Heathers" in my parents' living room.
-- Unlike most people, I will see a movie repeatedly while it's still in the movie theater. My record for this is Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, which I saw nine times in the theater. After that is Truman Show, seven times in the theater. And then, coming in third, Pirates of the Carribean, six times in the theater.
-- When Pirates was playing in the theater, I went to see it dressed as Jack Sparrow, or as close as I could manage at the time, with loads of eyeliner, beads in my hair, and a black, denim pirate coat. In July.
-- I go to the movie theater alone, so that I can "have a date with the movie." I don't like to be disturbed the first time I'm watching a movie, especially if it's intense for me in any way.
-- As mentioned, I cry at the beginning of each Star Wars film when the logo comes on the screen.
-- I still cry at the end of The Usual Suspects, just because it's so damned good.
-- Movies have altered my life. Would I be taking Kung Fu if it wasn't for Jackie Chan? Uhh, no, I don't think so.
-- Just read my blog once in a while to begin to understand the depth of my love for movies.
Books
-- I read about twenty Dragonlance novels over the course of three months last summer. It consumed my life.
-- I cosplayed Raistlin Majere at the NY RenFaire. Complete with hourglass contact lenses, gold makeup, white hairspray, "blood"stained cloth, and a bag of rose petals. I spent over a month hand-sewing red robes.
-- I'm trying to do a photomanip of myself as Molly / Rose Kolodny from Neuromancer. (With the inset mirror glasses. Dang, that'd be cool.)
-- When Stephen King writes, in his Dark Tower series, "There are other worlds than these," I believe that maybe just as much as King does.
-- I've randomly cried, "Roland, I love thee!"
-- I've looked for The Path of the Beam. And found it, sometimes.
-- I've slept with books in my bed for comfort and security.
-- I've written Harry Potter fanfiction, god help me.
-- I'm determined that, if I never get offered the chance to play Shakespear's Beatrice, I will produce the damned play myself just so that I can be her.
And the one factor that really drives all of this home? I'm thirty two.
I can't specify five people to whom to pass this on. I couldn't pick just five out of my f-list who are geeky or dorky. I think most of you are in some way. So anyone else may grab this.
Go on! It's fun and humiliating! But mostly fun. ^_^
I kept my promise to myself and went to the beach with my friends today. Yay, me, I even got the season permit. That's $20 for a local, $150 for a non-local. ^_^ Which, to me, says, "If you're from the city, we do like your money, but we really wish you didn't have to actually come out here to give it to us." A sentiment with which I heartily agree. I'm one of the locals you often see yelling, "Go home, citiot!" I love the summer. I hate tourist season. (There's a bumper sticker that reads, "If it's tourist season, does that mean I can shoot them?") It might seem hypocritical of me, as I'm a traveler, too, and I'm often a tourist myself. But at least I'm always respectful when I travel.
Anyway, the beach was lovely. For the first time ever, I went to the actual town beach, the one with the bathrooms (very clean and nice) and a lifeguard and a food stand (also very clean and nice.) The stretch of beach was huge. Usually I just go down to one of the regular old beaches (it used to be free to park on the other side of the road if you were using those beaches, but not anymore.) I think in a way I still prefer good old Road J and Road K. Smaller, yes, but less crowded and more for locals. It's where most of the surfers go--the surfers who are there to surf, not to make a lot of noise and get attention.
Anyway, we were there from 11 till 2. It was so hot today (must have been somewhere near 80,) that I went into the water, which was heart-stoppingly cold. The waves were so nice, though, so mellow, breaking really far out, that I found myself wishing I'd brought my body-board.
The only icky thing was the remains of what looked like a small dead whale on the shore.
Everyone had to stand around and poke it. I guess I'm no better, because I had to have a picture of it, too. Its guts were everywhere, and it smelled pretty bad. It was far enough away from us that we didn't smell it, though.
And, of course, the ocean saw fit to rip the top of my bathing suit off of me. That never fails. If I go in the water, I'm flashing someone. Jeez.
Jenn, Jenn and I talked for a long while, and mostly we just chilled out and didn't think about much of anything. When I found myself thinking, it was about future children. I imagined that, if I have a girl, she'll be this little, intense, curly dark-haired chick (I imagine her with my hair.) If I have a boy, I imagined that he'd be a lighter haired beach brat, like some of these ickle baby surfers you see, with their long hair and childish confidence. Jenn J asked me, "What are you thinking? You've got this weird little smile on your face." I told her exactly what I just wrote there, what I thought any future kids of mine would be like. Jenn, who has two (very odd and funny) little boys, said, "They'll be whatever they are." I told her to shut up. ;D
Okay, so I've been tagged by
triforcekt with this fun meme:Take each of these five categories (video games, television, anime, movies, and books) and tell why you are a dork. Make them good reasons. Justify them. Explain them. Be loud and proud about how big of a dork you are! Then pick the 5 biggest dorks you know and have them do the meme.
Video games
-- When Ocarina of Time came out, I took some days off work to catch up on my playing.
-- In fact, I spent so much freaking time with that game that it put my mind in a strange place. I remember one time walking down a street and seeing a tree, and thinking seriously to myself that I could hookshot up there. Also, passing a field and flashing to Hyrule field. Passing a field with tall grass and having the brief, hopeful thought that if I cut down the grass, I'd find money.
-- To this day, the opening sequence of that game still gets me all shivery, and sometimes teary eyed.
-- Link is my co-pilot. No, really.
-- Uhh, hello, I wrote about a billion pages of fanfic based on Ocarina of Time. Yeah, I think that speaks for itself.
-- I've driven down the road playing "Ride On" from the FFVIII soundtrack and pretended that my car was the Ragnarok.
-- I still cry throughout the end sequence of FFVIII.
-- I've clocked over 100 hours on one game of FFVII, just because I wanted to spend more time in the world and with the characters.
-- Again, a few hundred pages worth of fanfiction speaks for itself.
-- Spent years hunting down the Cloud Strife statue; squealed like a five year old when I got it.
-- Wrote a series of naughty / funny limericks about doing sex with Sephiroth. No, honestly.
-- I cried when I saw the teaser for the beginning of 3D FFVII. And I cried when I realized that it was just that: a teaser, and nothing more.
Television
I don't watch much TV, but when I get into a show, it's all-consuming. Like Katie said, the day that the show airs, I'm excited and thinking about it for the entire day. I was like this with House this year. When 9 PM on a Tuesday finally rolled around, I'd be in heaven, sitting down with my glass of chocolate soy in one hand and the remote for the VCR in the other hand, ready to tape. At the end of the show, I'd be breathless. Even when I was in Disneyworld, I stayed at the hotel on Tuesday night when everyone was out, so that I wouldn't miss a minute of House.
--I, too, watched American Idol. I'm still not over the loss of Anwar. I wanted to suckerpunch Scott.
--A few years ago, I was all about The X Files. I taped every show, and fell in lust with Alex Krycek.
-- My biggest TV show obssession ever, though, was Monty Python's Flying Circus. I taped every show aired in America, back in '89. Even though the shows are all now on DVD, I can't get rid of those tapes. I went through too much trouble to get them, and they mean the world to me.
-- I can quote pretty much any Monty Python show, as I've seen every episode at least ten times, some closer to thirty. I'm one of those people who gets pissed off when someone misquotes Monty Python.
-- I've got tapes upon tapes of Celia and I re-enacting Monty Python scenes. Especially the Pepperpot scenes.
Anime
--Back in '00, I fell desperately in love with Gundam Wing. I didn't care anything about real politics, but when Relena was made Queen of the World, I was riveted.
-- My car's official name is Shinigami.
-- To quell road rage, I've pretended I had a beam cannon.
-- I used to sneak home from work early so that I could see the 5:30, censored airing of GW. Then I'd stay up for the Midnight Run and watch the uncensored version, giggling like a schoolgirl when Heero was allowed to say "kill" instead of "destroy" and Duo could call himself "God of Death" instead of "The Great Destroyer."
-- in '01, I fell madly in love with Rurouni Kenshin and everything about it. Of course, I cried during the key scenes.
-- I learned the Japanese lyrics, along with the translations, to all the theme songs.
-- I wrote a naughty poem about Kenshin. ("For you I sit awake at night, to hear you say "oro!" For you I pine, this sleepy girl, de gozaru yo...") >_> Shut up.
-- And yes, I have the RK dolls.
-- I also went nuts over Sorcerer Hunters, to the point of trying to get everyone in my life as into it as I was. (FTR, my Dad really liked this series; he and my Mom watched it all the way through.)
-- I did, and still sometimes do, call my two of my friends "Chocolate" and "Carrot." (I'm Tira. ^_^ )
-- I'm wearing my Sorcerer Hunters T shirt as I type.
Movies
-- Oh, boy. First, let me just quote Katie: You can't possibly understand my level of movie dorkdom unless you exist in my brain, or are my mom or my sister. I'd be willing to bet that 75% of the things I say are movie quotes. I get really frustrated when other people try to quote movies, because unlike myself, they do not have them flawlessly memorized. Oftentimes I correct someone when they do this and then just ruin all the fun of the moment. Yes. Exactly what she said. I couldn't have put it better.
-- And again: As a child, I couldn't just watch movies. I had to act them out while they were playing. And I couldn't just watch movies--I had to completely run them into the ground by playing them several times a day for months on end. Actually, I never really grew out of this. Completely true. And I'll admit that I still sometimes do act out movies, or scenes from movies. And if I knew people who were willing to, I'd actually play movie scenes with them, to this day. I honestly would.
-- Jeremy, Celia and I used to memorize bits of movies and videotape ourselves recreating them. I've still got the tapes of the three of us doing key scenes of "Heathers" in my parents' living room.
-- Unlike most people, I will see a movie repeatedly while it's still in the movie theater. My record for this is Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, which I saw nine times in the theater. After that is Truman Show, seven times in the theater. And then, coming in third, Pirates of the Carribean, six times in the theater.
-- When Pirates was playing in the theater, I went to see it dressed as Jack Sparrow, or as close as I could manage at the time, with loads of eyeliner, beads in my hair, and a black, denim pirate coat. In July.
-- I go to the movie theater alone, so that I can "have a date with the movie." I don't like to be disturbed the first time I'm watching a movie, especially if it's intense for me in any way.
-- As mentioned, I cry at the beginning of each Star Wars film when the logo comes on the screen.
-- I still cry at the end of The Usual Suspects, just because it's so damned good.
-- Movies have altered my life. Would I be taking Kung Fu if it wasn't for Jackie Chan? Uhh, no, I don't think so.
-- Just read my blog once in a while to begin to understand the depth of my love for movies.
Books
-- I read about twenty Dragonlance novels over the course of three months last summer. It consumed my life.
-- I cosplayed Raistlin Majere at the NY RenFaire. Complete with hourglass contact lenses, gold makeup, white hairspray, "blood"stained cloth, and a bag of rose petals. I spent over a month hand-sewing red robes.
-- I'm trying to do a photomanip of myself as Molly / Rose Kolodny from Neuromancer. (With the inset mirror glasses. Dang, that'd be cool.)
-- When Stephen King writes, in his Dark Tower series, "There are other worlds than these," I believe that maybe just as much as King does.
-- I've randomly cried, "Roland, I love thee!"
-- I've looked for The Path of the Beam. And found it, sometimes.
-- I've slept with books in my bed for comfort and security.
-- I've written Harry Potter fanfiction, god help me.
-- I'm determined that, if I never get offered the chance to play Shakespear's Beatrice, I will produce the damned play myself just so that I can be her.
And the one factor that really drives all of this home? I'm thirty two.
I can't specify five people to whom to pass this on. I couldn't pick just five out of my f-list who are geeky or dorky. I think most of you are in some way. So anyone else may grab this.
Go on! It's fun and humiliating! But mostly fun. ^_^
