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March 19, 2006
i love my new camera
While most of the guys in this picture are not on our team, I liked the action I caputured with my new camera:
On the other hand, using the memory card supplied by the manufacturer only allowed me to take maybe 9 photos before I ran out of memory. But I hear tell the memory cards are cheap and I can get a better one fast, cheap and easy.
After a frustrating 0-0 tie against the A-side, our opponents graciously volunteered to play against the B-side. That game wasn't quite as frustrating for them, but many players who had never played before got some good experience. The sky was incredibly bright for the area, with a few puffs of clouds you might see on a Japanese room screen. It was windy all day and my lips are parched.
Blowoff was great, and I think the nasty windy weather kept a lot of people away, which was fine for me as it was not crowded at all. I spotted visiting bloggers Waremouse John and Bayou John in addition to the usual crowd. I hadn't expected to see Waremouse so when I saw him I jumped up and down and squealed and said, "OHMIGAWD! WAREMOUSE!!! EEEEE!" And he joined me in the squealing, tittering and jumping. At the sound of our screeching, several "masc," "straight-acting," and "laid-back" guys within earshot ran away immediately.
My City of Heroes account died on Saturday - I thought payments were automatically deducted, but I guess not. Siezures have not begun yet but will soon, as I can't figure out the frikkin' unfriendly interface for upgrading my account, and am gonna have to call them by phone and speak with a human tomorrow.
But that allowed me time to clear off the infernal volcano rocks put down out back at least in one small area so I can plant nicer things than the nasty crown-of-thorns plant that is out there (they are pernicious and spread everywhere). After removing a network of hard tree roots coming from a nearby ghetto tree* by chopping at them with the shovel, I was able to dig a small pit to drop my 'pond' into - a fiberglass half-barrel where my pond lillies, irises and guppies grow, and conditioned the rest of the clay-heavy soil with top- and potting-soil. It'll be ready for when our weather stops being so schitzo.
*ghetto tree - any unattractive, pernicious, local species which thrives in the city and can be found in many rental property gardens or even growing out the side of the house. Crown-of-thorns, hawthorne, rotten elm and boxelder trees to name a few. The mulberry tree out front drops sticky-sweet jelly berries onto our sidewalk every summer, creating sticky goo to track into the house and attracts ants, rats and noisy birds that come to gather it at night and in the early morning.
Posted by jimbo at March 19, 2006 2:31 PM
Comments
I wonder if there are more "masc," "straight-acting," and "laid-back" guys in DC than in New York. You will have to come up to do some squealing, tittering and jumping experiments in various gay settings to gauge the reactions...
Posted by: Eric at March 20, 2006 9:43 AM
Beauty of a shot! It reminds me of a frieze of athletes you'd see on an ancient Greek urn.
Posted by: Bob at March 20, 2006 9:44 AM
I hadn't looked at your blog (honestly) when I posted my morning update just now - but I think you will like it :-) LOL
Posted by: TOS at March 20, 2006 10:05 AM
I think there are more "masc," "straight-acting," and "laid-back" guys in DC than in New York because of all the gay alcoholic Republicans here who can't shake off the whole fraternity scene and grow up. But that's just my opinion.
Posted by: jimbo at March 20, 2006 10:49 AM
Great pic, Jimbo!! Totally makes me want to check out the Seattle Quake.
Posted by: jeremy at March 20, 2006 11:39 AM
What can I say? You bring the whole "junior high school girl at a slumber party" out in me. 'Tis a shame I was too busy cutting a rug to wreak more havoc with you.
Posted by: John at March 20, 2006 12:06 PM
OK, I understand the issue with "straight acting" and I guess I can see how "masc" would be divisive, but what is wrong with "laid-back"? I think we could all use more folks who are taking it easy instead of stressing out.
Posted by: 'monster at March 20, 2006 12:54 PM
Jimbo you just nailed it right on the head. I couldn't say it any better, even having dated a couple of them...
Though they aren't all Republicans... I wish they were! But many would claim to be Democrats but or "progressives" (heresy!) In truth their "gay doesn't define me" (read: I'm not really gay, I just do guys, I'm really normal outside of that!) attitudes are about as Republican as you get.
Well said my man!
Posted by: TOS at March 20, 2006 4:21 PM
Oftentimes on hypermasculine butch-affected gay male profiles featuring the phrases 'masc' and 'straight-acting' you'll also find the phrase 'laid-back', as if being laid back has some kind of gender assignment. And I've often found that guys who are 'laid-back' in the context of these profiles mean to say 'without accountability' and are more concerned with affected behavior than in acknowledging emotions and interconnections which could be attributable to feminine behavior. I don't mind actual relaxed, low-stress guys, it's the above phrase and its use in context with the other two phrases that bug me. But then again I'm a big girl.
Posted by: jimbo at March 20, 2006 9:57 PM
Jimbo-
I quote from the opening chapter of the Betty Smith classic, "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn:"
"The one tree in Francie's yard was neithier a pine nor hemlock. It had pointed leaves which grew along green switches and radiated from the bough and made a tree that looked like a lot of opened green umbrellas.
Some people called it, "Tree of Heaven." No matter where it's seed fell, it made a tree which struggled to reach the sky. It grew in boarded lots and out of neglected rubbish heaps and it was the only tree that grew out of cement. It grew lushly, but only in tenement districts."
You took a walk on a Sunday afternoon and came to a nice neighborhood, very refined. You saw a small one of these trees through the iron gate leading to someone's yard and you knew that soon that section of Brooklyn would become a tenement district. The tree knew. It came there first. Afterwords poor foreigners seeped in and the quiet old brownstone houses were hacked up into flats, feather beds were pushed out onto the windowsills to air and the Tree of Heaven flourished. That was the kind of tree it was. It loved poor people."
Ghetto tree? GHETTO TREE?!?!? Shame, Jimbo!!!!
Posted by: Brian at March 20, 2006 11:07 PM
Betty Smith clearly wanted to say 'ghetto tree'.
Posted by: jimbo at March 20, 2006 11:45 PM