3/25/05
A new vanity community for heptapod.org. LivevJournal is now useful to me. Considering the deluge of daily emails I receive, moreso when I make small requests of my gentle readers, this community is going to be deader than John F. Kennedy.
Now that's a poor choice of celebrity. People actually liked John F. Kennedy. Stupid son of a gin-running mick.

Thursday was not a good day, despite my morning litany, for various reasons. I feel unappreciated, I interact with people who are real rather than post-real, raddidge logged into LambdaMOO then said "Good night, spivak."
You bet your britches that I'm going to call her and make sure that everything's okay.

The only person on this planet who can call me spivak in real life is Jaybird. I hate being called spivak in real life. Reminds me of the phoniness of LambdaMOO folk who meet up, do drugs then fuck each other at a bash but insist on using their MOO names.

I know I've told this story a bunch of times but I'm going to tell it one more time. Long ago, I went to a LambdaMOO get together in New York City where a bunch of NYC MOOers would be hanging out. Something called the Barrel House near Christopher Street in NYC. I was the first person there and when everyone showed up I introduced myself and said "Let's cut the MOO shit, just call me Chris."
Nope, it was MOO names the whole night. Even when I would ask "Whatsyer name" and they'd respond "Trism" or "Nim" or "Llyrica".
Now I know better, now I know when one attends a bar mitzvah that there isn't going to be any bacon at the buffet table.

It's snowing again in fashionable, downtown Colorado Springs. The weather is really starting to grate on my nerves. Worst bit are these brief respites of spring immediately followed by a blast of winter. I've gotten so used to reliable weather in Colorado. Just give me spring and be done with it.