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Caption Caption, Who’s Got The Caption?

July 22nd, 2008

I need to write a real, honest-to-goodness, gut dump of a blog post but I’m scared that anything I say today will come out heinously vitriolic or completely depressed in a drama queen sort of way.  I’d like a day or so to figure out what it is deep down inside of me that is causing me to seriously feel 1.) like kicking certain people’s teeth out of their heads or 2.) like running and holding on to some people while I cry, all clingy like the brand name Saran Wrap (not that cheap shit that falls apart).  I’m hoping it’s just a phase caused by snapping back to reality after five days of frivolity and fun…although, part of me knows it isn’t, dammit.  Right now there’s sort of a beauty in my breakdown though, so I think I’ll let it ride until I can figure out what the hell to say and/or how to say it without being snatchy and such.

In the meantime, as some of you know, I just returned home from BlogHer and a weekend at Jester’s house.  To be honest, I spent less time at BlogHer than a lot of people but I have my reasons, some of which are private.  Blah blah blah, moving on…

Whenever there is a huge get together with anyone, lots of pictures are taken and plastered for the world to see on various Flickr accounts.  Part of my aforementioned “break down” has to do with some of those pictures and trying to reconcile the way others see me (especially when they use words like “pretty” or “beautiful”) with the way I see myself (which is sometimes flattering, often not).  In any case, of all the pictures that I have seen so far, the one below is my favorite for some odd reason.  It’s main focus isn’t me, but my presence is there and yanno, something about this picture sums up my friendship with my lovely friend Jester.

Where do we go from here?  I want you to CAPTION THIS PICTURE! That’s right!  If you feel like playing, find a clever little caption for the picture above and we shall put them to a vote later this week!  The winner gets something so special that I can’t even mention it yet (yeah, we all know what that really means but shush!).  Anyway, ready. set, go!  Oh and, if you have nothing clever to say, don’t worry…your comments about other shit are always welcome too!

Rooty Tooty Fresh And Fruity Kisses,
Me

ETA:  Karl took this picture.  It can be found on his Flickr!

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Let My Words Hit The Floor….

July 16th, 2008

Last night after we returned from some crazy mission (thanks, Karl), I sat down in an attempt to write a blog post.  I started one topic, deleted it, then another, and deleted that too.  I then realized that I am just not good at writing recap posts…not at all.  I’ve always struggled with the concept of “first we went here, then we did this, then we ate that, then we laughed, then I went tinkle”.  I dunno, maybe I am just not talented enough to take shit like that off of the mundane shelf and put it up on the faboo one.  But let’s get something straight…I am not judging people who write posts like that at all.  I’m just saying that it’s not me and I struggle with it all of the time.  Therefore, you’ll probably want to check out Karl’s blog more than mine if you actually care about the stuff that we do each day.  Hrm, then again….he always paints me in this light that makes me look a little bit wild and yanno, crazy.

I will say that it is absolutely fabulous to have him here for his yearly visit.  I have no idea why, considering he’s been such a grumpy bitch lately but, Karl’s presence seems to light up my house, making it feel more like a home.  Part of that may be due to the fact that Shawn genuinely likes him and has fun doing the witty banter crap (and by “witty banter”, I mean “poking fun at Hilly”).  Another part of it may be that I just like having good friends around, especially during times that seem a little trying.  In case you haven’t picked up on it, this period in my life is indeed “trying times ten”.  In any case, I went to bed last night, snuggled into my down comforter, and purred at the fact that everyone had been happy, that there had been laughter, and that for the first day i

Moments, days, visits like these…they make it really hard for me to understand why some people judge others for hanging out with “random strangers from the internet”.  Um, cut the crap.  This is a technological era where most friendships are born out of the wide wide world of web.  There’s absolutely nothing wrong with not only meeting someone you’ve talked to on the net for quite some time, but also going on trips with said person and/or inviting them to your house.  Sure, the “hey come stay at my house” stuff should come after you’ve met someone in person and known them for awhile but still.  Meeting people online is akin to meeting some random stranger in any other way.  I mean hey, we’re all start out as strangers, no matter how me meet one another.

“Oh but Hilly, people online are sickos and pervs!”.

Yes, yes there are people like that.  But hello, there are people like that at your corner drug store, your local singles bar and I’m sorry to say it, even at your church.  Now then, don’t get me wrong…I am not saying that I have a problem with people who don’t want to meet others from the internet because they are genuinely afraid of what they’ll find there, blah blah blah.  I’m really now talking about the people who judge others because they choose to meet and consistently hang out with friends they’ve met online, no matter what medium.  I know I’ve mentioned this before but hey, I am not above repeating myself (stewardesses, stewardesses, stewardesses)…I met my best friend Foo Diddy online through a Weight Watchers message board.  I met Karl online through a journal site called Blurty, which is also where I met my husband, by the way.  I don’t want to do the whole name dropping crap thing, so I’ll just say that I’ve become close with quite a few people out there in the last couple of years as well.  There’s another person who I talk to every single day and I have no idea how my life would be without those moments.   Also, you get a bunch of these “net freaks” into one room and you actually have yourself a party where no one is judging you, calling you fat, making fun of your physical impairments or even coming close to being mean spirited.

Moreover, once your “net freak friends” become tangible, it’s a lot harder to sit and spew venomous hatred over tiny insignificant things that they may or may not write on whatever medium they use.  You’ve met them and are close friends with some of them so it’s easier to just say, “Oh that so-and-so.  What the hell has he gotten himself into now?”.  As someone who has several friends who aren’t immune to controversy, I just let them do their thing, whatever that may be on any given Sunday-Saturday, and I don’t judge.  I know that there is a lot more to people than what their blogs and Twitter feeds say.  You see, I’m smart enough and compassionate enough to know that there are many sides to one person and what you see is not always what you get.  So being that I am also loyal, I stand by my friends no matter what.  If I don’t like something that one of them has typed in their blogs, I’ll tell them so…just ask Karl.  At the same time, I won’t sell my friendships to the highest bidder.  What often KILLS me about this?  I’m lumped into this whole “guilt by association” thing and somehow, my name is brought up places that it shouldn’t be just because I choose to remain friends with a few controversial people.  Um yeah, let’s condemn someone for not being two-faced and actually sticking by her friends through thick and thin because THAT makes sense.

Believe you me, I know it goes two ways.  I’m sure that some of my friends have to sit by and wince when I do dumb things as well.  Yet, they never waiver in their love for me.  I’d rather have a handful of “net freaks” like that in my corner than a million two-faced friends who sit in their ivory towers, constantly judging and spitting out the sewage that seems to have been stuck in their throats.  I’m just fucking saying…

Before anyone asks, there is no drama.  This post was not born out of anything in particular, rather seeds of discontent that had been planted some time ago.  I think that I just now finally figured out what I wanted to say and how I wanted to say it.  Go Team Me!

The Whole Blah Damn Thing Kisses,
Me

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Heroes, Heroines and Humble Hilly….

March 24th, 2008

Do you ever have one of those weeks, those months or those years
when everything that can go wrong will go wrong?  As many of you know,
this just has not been my year…nor was last year really, but I’m
working on a remedy.  One of the things that exasperates me often is
how unkind we are to our fellow man even over the wires of the
Internet.  I’ve made serveral posts about how it’s just not okay to
hurt people while hiding behind the anonymity of a screen name and how
much my heart hurts when I see people bashing others on their blogs
just to gain what they must see as some warped sense of popularity.
But that’s the negative and we’re all used to hearing that shit from my
mouth when I get on a roll and play the "great defender of the little
guy".

But today, I’m here to tell you that wonderful things can happen as
a result of the Internet and sometimes, just sometimes…when you’re at
your wits end, crying in your 8th Tequila shot, people can really step
up and surprise you with an enormous amount of love of support.  Today
I am here to tell you about three such people:

MISS BRITT AND AVITABLE:
Here’s where my heart is so very touched right now.  A week ago while
talking about TequilaCon, I confided in Britt a secret that I had not
yet told anyone else.  You see, money is pretty tight for me looking
forward and I told her that I probably was not going to be traveling to
Philly to see everyone for TequilaCon after all.  We talked for days
about the reasons why, what is going on in my life right now and all
that other stuff.  Then Avi got involved and both of them were really
cool and adamant about me getting to go.  When I logged into my feed
reader I saw this and this.  It seems that Avi and Britt have launched a campaign
called "Send Hilly to Philly" and I could not be more humbled and
grateful and and….it’s really indescribable how I feel actually.  I’m
normally a very proud and self-sufficient person who has never had
people care enough about me to do something like this.  I’m close to
speechless really.  But above all else, I am grateful to them
wholeheartedly.   

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MAH DAVY-JOE:  Today is DAVE’S BIRTHDAY
so everyone please go and wish him the happiest of days.  You know who
is more deserving of a perfect birthday than Dave?  Yeah, me neither.
I’ve already made two gushing posts about Dave in the last six months
so I’ll let those stand as some of the various reasons that I love him
to tears.  But above all else, he’s been an amazing friend to me no
matter what the hell is going on.  He’s listened to me talk about
problems, given me the most simple yet amazing little tidbits of wisdom
and has never judged me nor spread my secrets around the Blogosphere.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVY-JOE! 

Life is full of craziness, confusion, uncertainty and a bunch of
other crap but never ever doubt the kindness of your blogging family.
And I don’t care what anyone says…you are my family.

Dave, Britt and Avitable Kisses,
Me

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