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Monday, May 6th, 2013
10:06 am - The American's Guide To Eurovision, Episode I


FINALLY! After false starts and HOURS of editing -- apparently I'm rustier with After Effects and Premiere than I thought -- the first episode of The American's Guide to Eurovision is here, and just in time for the first rehearsals in Malmö!

This was a lot of work. Comments are appreciated!

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Tuesday, April 30th, 2013
10:53 pm - The Great Public Television Beardsaster Of 2013

So, like the last two years, I was asked to assist our local PBS station's auction, which helps fund the station. Like last year, I decided it would be a great time to style the beard. The day prior to the broadcast I did a practice run, and it turned out rather nicely.

Perhaps doing a practice beforehand was a bad idea, as my beard would NOT cooperate the next day, meaning I ate a ton of time, meaning I had a section to style and little time to do it. What to do? I decided to split the section and attach the top curls together.

This was dumb.

So not only did this pull the design I spent two hours on down, warping it, but then during the broadcast the bottom section started to fall apart. What to do? Why not WAX it together?

This was also quite dumb. It looked terrible, and as the MC asked me questions about bearding, I felt like an even bigger fraud. Yeah, that was fun too. I had one more board to finish, and no results were in sight. "This means we need to stall," the MC said, as the camera zoomed into my mess of a beard and he asked about the hobby.

The plus side? There seemed to be quite a bit of selling during the auction, and my two hour shift flew by. I do enjoy helping out and would enjoy it even if were the phone bank or behind the scenes stuff. I don't see how they see me as TV worthy but hell, this makes three years!

Yesterday I was transferring buses and the driver said, "Hey, you were on TV!!" Man, that was surreal, especially since I was on from 11pm to 1am Friday. I didn't think anyone would be watching then!

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Sunday, April 28th, 2013
6:59 pm - Shiba Sunday
On Facebook, I've been taking pictures of Mika and posting them every Sunday (or every other Sunday).

This is different. Because of my video project I mentioned earlier, I've dug out my copy of CS4 and have been using After Effects and Premiere. Below is my first Premiere video, featuring Mika. Apparently she loves balloons. No, seriously, she goes nuts with balloons.

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Tuesday, April 16th, 2013
10:15 pm - Shoulder I or shouldern't I?
So you may be familiar with my shoulder woes.

Several years back -- when I was first lifting, I suffered a shoulder injury. Not from lifting, ironically, but from MIKA. I remember her pulling rather hard while I held her leash in my left arm, and it had never felt quite the same after that. I never had "pain," but rather awkwardness. I had noticed, during benching, that I always felt like I was "on an angle."

Early last year I had some issue with my left shoulder, resulting in not being able to lift my arm. I started seeing a chiropractor and, eventually, my shoulder got better. Good? No. Better? Yes. I worked hard to introduce rotator cuff exercises so that I could achieve something resembling a normalcy. That didn't quite happen -- it was always most noticed during incline benching and shoulder presses, where the left would react slower and more weakly than the right -- but things had, gradually improved.

Fast forward to two weeks ago, and I start noticing some issues with my right shoulder. Now it's my RIGHT shoulder -- side lateral raises with my right arm are next to impossible, and while it's not horrible pain, it's still pain. After a completely fruitless orthopedic visit ("the 94,000 x-rays we took show nothing wrong. Here are pain meds. By the way, you now have more radiation in you than Marie Curie), the one GOOD thing that came out of it was a therapy order. Well, PERHAPS good. That's where I go tomorrow and I hope that I get some answers, I really do.

I hate not being able to lift. It's become a central part of my life, for better or worse, and damn it, I love how it made me feel. I love having something resembling strength, and not being able to do that, makes me feel weak and atrophied. It's rather aggravating.

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Thursday, April 11th, 2013
11:08 pm - Traders Jubilee I
Quickly before I head off to bed:

Where was I this past weekend? Yay wild west reenactment...

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Wednesday, April 3rd, 2013
10:10 am - A freakin' decade!
Can you believe that it's been ten years since I started dating Carl?

Ten years ago, I had an art show, and one of the "two guys I didn't know showed up to see the work" mentioned in this post was, in fact, Carl.

A little while after that, we went out on a date. It didn't go particularly well.

And we went out on a second. It was even worse. I mean, when you have to figure out what to do with a cat cadaver, it's guaranteed to be a bad date night.

But somehow, he saw something in me -- what, I'm not entirely sure -- and pursued me even after two shitty dates. Our third? That was camping, and it was quite nice, and things looked up from there. Mainly because, you know, there were no dead felines or anything.

So yeah, a decade. Isn't that seventy in gay years?

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Thursday, March 28th, 2013
12:23 pm - Video camera project
So, I mentioned having procured a camcorder, and you might be wondering what I have planned to do with it.

Yeah, it's not that. Pervs.

No, I have instead been inspired by other online media I've run into and am deciding to do a short series entitled The American's Guide To Eurovision, covering various elements and history of the show with plenty of snark. I'm hoping that this will go over well, as I've literally never done something like this before. Here's hoping! I'm going to try to film the first episode this weekend so, with luck, it won't be too long before we have an episode.

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Wednesday, March 27th, 2013
1:01 pm - [Multilingual Monday] Cherokee immersion






Above: a US map in Cherokee made for immersion classes. Some of the names are obviously transliterations - ᎢᏂᏗᏰᎾ, "Inidiyena", is obviously one. But where did ᏧᏂᎦᏔᏙᏅᏙᏗ, "Junigatadonvdodi" for Kanas come from??


So fairly recently there has been a push within the Cherokee nation to push for Cherokee immersion in their schools. Over the last several years teachers have been trained, and materials have been created (as they had not existed beforehand). This means that maps, textbooks, and charts have all been created specifically for teaching school subjects in a language that has been considered endangered, with a large amount of speakers middle-aged to elderly.









This push to realise this dream of Cherokee being a full living vibrant strong language is one I find alluring and exciting. This article describes the lack of materials, requiring people to create them; here, they discuss translating Charlotte's Web into Cherokee. With excitement, Renissa Walker, the manager of the Kituwah Preservation and Education Program, said, "We are honored and look forward to more and bigger projects for our students. We are very hopeful that the next project will be gaining the movie rights to dub over the English for the children!"

And I would love to see this -- I would love to see works being translated into the language, as you would other languages of the world.

And that is perhaps the biggest problem; there are no movies, television shows, albums, novels, or many other things in Tsalagi. Even the immersion school stops at sixth grade, and then places to speak or use the language are no longer there, as stated in this article (which, interestingly, can be read into Cherokee by clicking the ᏣᎳᎩ link in the upper left). There is a definite "then what?" after immersion, and I'm not sure how to answer that, as use has dwindled so much. I fear the benefits of immersion being negated by this fact.

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Friday, March 22nd, 2013
11:50 pm - Beard in the Wind


So I picked up a new camcorder. Why? I'll explain a bit later. For now, enjoy my discovery of there being a slow motion record on the thing. Yeah, I thought it was awesome~~

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Tuesday, March 12th, 2013
7:49 am - Getting it on, but not really.
So, a bit of a setup, but it may be worth it:

My bus ends up being inexplicably early this morning, and as I wait in the nearby gas station trying to get a hold of Carl to see if I can get a ride, a coworker comes in and I get a lift from him.

We're in his car talking about my history of driving, and I mention my first car, a 1984 Pontiac Fiero. I say, "Boy, when you date big boys, it's not the... car to have!", mentioning that my boyfriend at the time was 6'8", 500#.

"Yeah, there was no way of fitting him in there."
"Why didn't you just get a hotel??" he asked rather frantically.
"I don't mean sex! I just mean getting from point A to point B!"

And then comes the faulty antecedent. I then say, "So after I destroyed that."
"DUDE!!!!" the coworker yells. I get a bit confused at first as to why he's freaking out, and then realise...

"Nonono, the CAR. I destroyed the CAR."

Seriously, I wasn't even trying to allude to sex. At all.

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Wednesday, March 6th, 2013
11:01 pm - Adventuuuuuuuuuuuure!
So, over the last couple of years, I have been getting emails from a place called Koryo Tours.  They offer ... well, UNIQUE tour packages.  As the name (might) imply to you, its focus is going to North Korea.  Certainly not a place that makes me go, "Wow, I'd love to go THERE," there is regardless apparently some interest in going there.  That's not their only locale -- I originally signed up for their mailing list, for example, as they have a yearly trip to far eastern Russia to visit an old abandoned town set up for miners in the area during the Soviet area.  I thought that would be cool; Carl scoffed it off, of course, and said, "... well it's no Chernobyl."

So in the most recent email they sent this brochure to a trip to, I shit you not, Siberia. From the site:

Tofalaria is considered to be East Siberia’s most isolated territory; within this area there are no roads. We will venture into the last of the untouched Taiga region, famous for its pristine rivers, waterfalls and mysterious caves. Referred to by Valentin Rasputin as the “Country next to Heaven”, Tofalaria is home to Siberia’s smallest ethnic group the ancient nomadic reindeer herders of Asia called “The Tofa” people.

And it SOUNDS interesting -- some kind of Tofa festival is happening during the trip, there's a ride in a tank and a helicopter, and two days of horseback riding.  Part of me goes, "Man, look at that adventure! That sounds AWESOME!"

... and I realise this is isolation for two weeks.  In Siberia.  And twelve hours on a horse?  Hell, I've never been on a horse in my life!  There's a more logical "are you batshit insane for even considering this??" reaction inside me, certainly.

But still, there's that desire for adventure. ..

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Monday, March 4th, 2013
11:22 pm - [Multilingual Monday] Whores! WHORES!
So today I was listening to a song in Hebrew, and initially misheard the lyrics הכעב שבי, hake'ev shebi, "the pain inside of me", as הכלב שלי, hakelev sheli,"my dog." This isn't uncommon with me, as I often mishear lyrics in all languages, English included.

Sometime, this is done for comedic value.  Some may remember "Benny Lava" or "The Nipple Song," Bollywood songs that are intentionally interpreted incorrectly.  It's not just English that does this, and the term for this is apparently soramimi (Wikipedia article here), from Japanese.  It's kind of funny, but I came across this while sending an article to a friend of mine about the Russian word бля, blya, "whore."  How does this connect, you may ask? Because that article explaining blya told of a song, linked below, which is a Palestinian song called بلادي بلادي, blaadi blaadi, "Motherland, Motherland."  However, just as we have "Benny Lava," this song was discovered by Russians and subtitled with what they heard as the Russian lyrics, giving " бляди  бляди", or "whores, whores".



The chorus:

Где бляди живут бляди? Две мохнатые бляди? Денег мало длинный шмель, ты в кибитку не ходи

Gde blyadi zhivut blyadi? Dve moxnatyye blyadi? Deneg malo dlinnyy shmelʹ, ty v kibitku ne xodi

Whores, where do the whores live? The two hairy whores? No money, long bumblebee, you do not go into the tent

Admittedly, when I stumbled across this, I let out an immature cackle here and there. Some of the kids in the video just make it that much more hilarious to me!

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Thursday, February 21st, 2013
10:33 pm - 'Cuz breaking in is hard to do
So someone broke into our apartment early this morning.

Around 4 I was woken by the sound of a dog that, at first, I didn't recognise.  I started to drift off and Carl comes in and informs me that someone broke into our apartment -- through our BALCONY. He was awake, heard noise, and then heard the strange dog ... which was MIKA.  Apparently Mika's barking was enough for the man to abandon whatever he had planned, meaning that, by the time Carl got into the living room, there was Mika, and our open balcony door and screen.

So several things I'm amazed/confused by:
1.) Mika always wants to be everyone's friend and I have made jokes in the past where, were someone to break to my house, she would be showing people where all the good shit is.  Clearly I was wrong, as Mika went BALLISTIC.  That surprised me!
2.) We live on the THIRD FLOOR.  Who climbed up our freaking balconies???

So Carl and I have the balcony barred, our doors locked ... we both realise, that this could have been far far worse.  People have offered all sorts of advice, kind words, and suggestions, including my suddenly gun-happy brother (whose suggestion is "get a Glock").

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Friday, February 8th, 2013
9:44 pm - Eurodisappointment
Yep, it's Eurovision selection time.  I've been already disappointed in a lot of what was selected already, but hey, we're only a quarter away from a full set of songs, so it could get better, right?

... right?

Tonight was my biggest disappointment.  I fell in love with a song called "Tirpini" in Latvia's song selection.  Now, I almost always hate Latvia's song choices and can't recall the last time I said, "Man, that song from Latvia was great."  This shows in the fact that they haven't qualified since 2008.  But "Tirpini"? It was hypnotic, beautiful, and interesting.  Nothing about being born in 1980, Mr. God, or traffic jams.  Just a good song.

Tonight was the first semi-final in Latvia, and "Tirpini" wasn't selected.  I was quite disappointed until I heard HOW it was performed.

Here's the studio version:

... and here is how it was live:



Then I was REALLY disappointed.  That song wasn't just killed.  it was SLAUGHTERED. Bah.

The last time this happened to me was "Sense Tu," Andorra's 2006 entry (which was killed live as well).

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Wednesday, February 6th, 2013
10:53 pm - Like a needle in a shiba
Well that was an ordeal.

I got home from the gym, and saw Mika chewing what I initially interpreted as a ball.  Upon closer inspection, it was my sewing pin.  You know, one of those tomatoes you stick pins into. No, seriously, HOW did she get this tomato cushion in the first place?!?  I immediately started to panic, as I saw far fewer pins than I recall ever seeing in the tomato.  Carl was off work tonight, so I made him grab the dog and run down to the emergency vet clinic in town to get Mika X-rayed in case she actually ate needles.

The good news is that she has zero metal in her, and she is now home safe and sound (though, she WAS being a freakin' drama queen in the office).  The bad news? I just spent our power bill money on X-rays.  The office was nice enough to waive the exam fee as the doctor didn't examine Mika -- rather, he had ANOTHER emergency ahead of Mika.  Some poor man's dog was hit by a dog and they were fighting to save the dog's life.  As much as I could bitch about losing the money, Mika is okay and NOT having a team of vets and assistants trying to save her.  

I'm pretty lucky, considering.

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Wednesday, January 30th, 2013
10:23 pm - About the gym
""We were just wondering how you're all built and stuff when to only lift, like, fifteen pounds?""

This was said to me by a trainer who, apparently, doesn't state things well.  he then clarified what he meant -- that, apparently, if I'm not lifting extremely heavy and doing as well as I'm doing, then I could be a tank with the proper guidance.  

And I admit, I've been using the same general routine since May (a two-day split of chest, tris, and legs, followed by back, shouldes, and biceps the next day), with heavy reps, followed by an ab day, followed by a heavy lifting routine, meaning I'm in five days a week.  But I'm ready for a change -- SOME sort of change.  I've contemplated trying to go heavier in general, and if so, where do I go? 

A gentleman I've known on Facebook showed me his routine, which is only three days a week, and is broken into squat, push, and pull, and it seems viable enough.  Then there's the aforementioned trainer at the gym, who said, "Look, you want heavy, I can give it to you."

I made a mistake of joining guys who I talk to at the gym, who are ... a bit too much for me.  They introduced me with shrugs ... at 340 pounds.  Erm, no.  As much as I want heavy, I can't just JUMP into it unless I want injuries by the assload.

I'll figure it out eventually.  Until then, I'll keep on doing what I'm doing.

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Monday, January 21st, 2013
10:05 pm - [Multilingual Monday] Scrabble
סקראבל בעברית
So a little while ago, I brought Carl to a havdalah dinner, held by YAD (the Young Adult Division) of the Jewish Federation here in town.  While meeting the new shlixa, Vered, I had brought Hebrew Scrabble over to play (as it was game night).  

The game is interesting for a few reasons, besides it being in Hebrew.  In particular, the instructions inside the box are for the English version of the game.  That's right, there are no specific directions for the Hebrew variant.  This is particularly problematic, as what kinds of words/word forms are or aren't allowed, is not specified at all.  Now, for those who aren't familiar with the Hebrew orthography, several prepositions and even the definitive article attach right onto the word.  For clarification, let's use the the word רכבת rakevet, "train".  Like English, the plural would be allowed, right? Thus, you would have רכבות rakavot, "trains."  But about "the train"? In Hebrew it is one word -
הרכבת harakevet. One could stack a few prefixes here and not have, technically, a second word, as seen in "and from the trains" - ומהרכבות vemeharakavot.  Is it legal in this game? Who knows??  Clearly this was an issue, as seen in the upperleft-most word וקורה,vekore, "and it happens."

The letter distribution is also something that seems rather arbitrary to me.  Apparently there have been multiple versions of this game, by multiple manufacturers.  In the version I have, there are only one of several letters - ג ט כ צ  all have one each, and all bu
כ are inexplicably worth a lot of points.  Now, one of the problems here, is that, unlike English with X and Q, there are no real "barely used" letters.  While it's true that several are more common than others, you wouldn't be anywhere near as stuck coming up with words with ט, as you would words in English with an X.  

A great write-up can be see seen here at thie Wikipedia article hat discusses letter distribution among various foreign-language versions of the game.  Interesting to note is a few of the rules on blanks and using letters that aren't included in a given tile set (whereas some allow it, others do not).  Interesting to note, particularly in the Welsh version:


The digraph PH, which exists in Welsh, is omitted because it is used almost exclusively in mutated words, which the rules disallow. K, Q, V, X and Z also do not exist in Welsh. Arguably J does not exist in Welsh either, but it is included as it is sometimes used for borrowed words.

Whether or not that answers my initial Hebrew version question? Who can say.  Clearly there is a bit of an arbitrary nature between the sets!!

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Sunday, January 13th, 2013
11:44 pm - Retrofitting
This is my first post in 2013.

I admit, as time goes on, I have a harder time working LiveJournal into my life, yet I really don't want to just abandon it -- especially since it's been a part of my life for so long.

So I guess I have to ask: what do I do with it? How do I make it part of my life again?

Are there others who have this difficulty? I'd love to hear from you ...

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Wednesday, December 19th, 2012
1:17 pm - Not the intended result, #7572
So I've been taking a testosterone booster for the gym. I seem to have some improvements in strength and stamina (though this could, naturally, be a placebo effect, but I doubt it). It's supposed to help muscle growth, so why not, right?

Unintended TMI result: Man, I have some HUGE loads now. I mean, holy fuck.

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Wednesday, December 12th, 2012
9:25 am - Gym crush #7572
So at my gym, there are a few very attractive men -- at least, attractive to me.   This isn't quite as true as at my last gym, where you got more of the "blue collar guy who just got off work" crowd, whereas my current gym has more college students and people who are more athletically focused.

Last week, in the middle of my heavy-rep chest workout, in came a man that, in my months of working out at my current gym, I had only seen in passing once.  Dark features, wide shoulders, goateed, adorable smile, BIG.  He walked past me, smiled, and went to the squat rack.

I was immediately smitten.

We started talking, and I learned that his name was Johan, and he was from Hawai'i.  I had told him, "Don't misinterpret, but you're a tank."
He laughed.  "Some of us are just born big.  Guess how much I weigh."

I eye him up and down a bit -- admiring his thick arms and calves -- and say, "320?"
"Damn, you're good," he said, unaware that I do this far too often.
"Now guess me."
"He crooked an eyebrow and looked my much smaller frame up and down. "200?"
"200?? I'm 5'1"!"
"Damn, is that all? Still, you're pretty big -- look at that chest!"

I blushed.

He asked me when I normally come in, and we talked for a bit.   He left before me, but I realised I had developed a huge HUGE crush.

Oh Johan. Johan, Johan, Johan.

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