LeendaDLL’s Neighborhood

At an internet cafe, MomH is waiting for me so I have to keep this short.

Poland = cheap, good beer.

Finally.

There's a couple on our tour not too much older than I so I have some beer hall buddies. We went to a famous one in Prague (U Flecku) for the 14% home brew. That must be in metric percents, because I had four and didn't get more than a slight buzz. And I KNOW I'm not that much of a drinker. Plus, I could stand upright the next day. Which is a good thing, but there's some false advertising going on.

Krakow is great. I wish we had more time here. So far it's my favorite place on the trip. It hasn't been overrun and turned into a Euro-Disney full of tourist schlock. Yet.

I feel a little guilty because MomH and I went shopping instead of the optional excursion to Auschwitz. I didn't think I could handle it anymore and MomH didn't want to go for the same reason. I've done Dachau and we went to a Holocost museum in Budapest that was powerful, so I think we're good.

But we did almost go on Crazy Mike's Communism Tour. If we had more time, we would have signed up to take a Trabant and check out the nearby suburb built just for the workers of the Lenin Works steel plant. That would have been cool. Instead, we sat out on the main square, listened to strolling musicians, watched the beautiful horse-drawn carriages go by and people watch.

And I had a great, cheap beer.

Ah, Krakow.

My brain is quiet today, so I don't really have much to post about.  Instead, I thought I'd snag Val's meme for today and play along.  (Although some of her answers were good enough, I don't think I can top them.)

What is a physical feature you admire in both men and women, that you find yourself noticing or comparing when out and about?

Hands.  I love people's hands.  Consider that for the most part, I don't like to be touched.  I don't like to shake hands, but I love to look at them.  When evaluating whether someone's attractive I almost always start with the hands, and I have on several occasions turned down dates with guys who didn't have good hands.  Spatula Finger Guy: no offense.  You were really nice and you were cute, but the thought of you ever touching me with your freaky spatula fingers was creepifying.  Same for you, girl with the impossibly short end joint on your thumbs.

Who is someone we've heard of who possesses this admirable feature?

Hubbicula and Spucko both have lovely hands.  Guitar players.

 

If you could "safely" explore an addictive or otherwise unhealthful or unsafe vice, which one would you choose and why?

Well, I've pretty much already covered this territory, as I think I've tried every drug except Ecstasy and it doesn't really attract me.  So I'm gonna have to think outside the box.  Let's go with sex.  I'd join a swinger's club or something.  (In Tampa we conveniently lived just across the alley from one, but we never checked it out.)  Or maybe I'd just start speeding a lot, since I never do that.  Be one of those people who drive 100 mph on the highway.

In which TV show currently airing would you like to be a regular character? Describe the character a bit.

Since Lost is the only show I watch, I suppose I'd have to be a regular character on Lost.  Knowing my luck I'd just be a red shirt, get blown up or buried alive or something.  The best I could hope for is that I'd be a hot enough chick to get killed.  Probably my Lost boyfriend would kill me.  Well, that sounds a lot weirder than I expected.

If you could be a member of the opposite sex for a day, what you would try out?

Val pretty much covered this one: I'd spend a lot of the day just enjoying peeing while standing up.  (Although I like the idea of getting a raise for a day.)  Of course, I once had a dream in which I was Hubbicula and I think it reveals a lot about how I see men.  Or at least how I see Hubbicula.  In my dream, the first thing I did was shave off my facial hair.  Then I put on one of Hubbicula's many fabulous tailored three-piece suits.  Then I went out to a bar and started hitting on lesbians.  Yup, that sounds like a good day.

What do you do when you get a crush on someone?
Submitted by Desi.

I usually let them up after a while so they can breathe.

So fucking nice in San Francisco today. Good call by Simon Wistow to go get pissed at Zeitgeist with some good peeps and talk some shit. Now I'm chillin' on the couch with Rudy, who is fully worn out from his long day at work, waiting for my sweet to get home from her happy hour so we can watch Hellboy and have a private party. It's a good day!

Thank you, California Supreme Court, for finally making this right.  

Same Sex marriage is legal. Hopefully the rest of the states that haven't already legalized it will follow our lead and we can finally move on from this civil rights travesty. 

My instructor finally graded my last project for Intermediate Flash:

Hi Steve!

Wow! Someone must have a lot of time on his hands ;-) Your assignment looks great, is incredibly original, fun and it works perfectly! The most impressive aspect is that you did all of this without using any advanced material (I assume you have some previous programming experience). Your code is really neatly organized and clear. Good idea to have pacman's rotation shift in the direction he's going as well. You should have a lot of fun in the advanced class :)

-COMPLETE

Traducido por Chris, de la novela que nunca publicará:

"Estoy escribiendo mi CV. O más bien, estoy aquí bajo el pretexto de estar escribiendo mi CV pero en realidad negándome a hacerlo, porque el concepto de resumir todo el trabajo significante de la vida de uno en una puta hoja de papel me parece un poco alarmantemente bárbaro. Espero que él crea que estoy escribiendo mi CV porque si se da cuenta de que una vez más he decidido dedicar mi tarde a la basura de prosa que últimamente se ha vuelto mi pasatiempo favorito tendré que soportar un monólogo sobre su contrato de trabajo que se acaba en dos meses, Dios santo, y si el piso estrecho y lleno de ilegales donde vivimos ahora me parece mal que espere a ver donde estaremos viviendo cuando ninguno de los dos tenga trabajo, etcétera, etcétera, etcétera. Casi me motiva a ponerme a escribir la maldita cosa, pero me gusta demasiado quedarme pensando en que los europeos no me van a dar trabajo porque odian a los americanos y los americanos no me darían trabajo porque no estoy suficientemente "de moda" como quisieran que fuese (en California todo depende de la moda, y poco importa las cualificaciones del candidato) y ahora mismo ninguna de las dos situaciones me apetece. Plantación de té en la India. Una posibilidad que he estado considerando desde hace mucho tiempo. Tengo que recordarme que busque información correspondiente por Internet, por lo menos en Wikipedia."

Versión original en inglés:

"I’m writing my resumé. Or rather, I’m here under the pretext of writing my resumé but refusing to do so because I find the concept of summing up one’s life’s work on a piece of paper a little alarmingly barbaric. I’m hoping he thinks I’m writing my resumé because if he notices that I’ve once more decided to dedicate my afternoon to the trash prose that’s lately become my favorite pastime I’ll have to hear about his work contract being up in two months, God spare me, and how if I think the cramped apartment of illegals that we live in now is bad just wait and see where we’ll be living when neither of us has a job, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. It’s almost motivation enough to sit down and write the damn thing, but I’m enjoying far too much thinking that the Europeans won’t give me work because they hate Americans, and the Americans won’t give me work because I’m either not hip enough or too hip for them (in California everything has to do with hip and very little with actual qualification), and right now I don’t feel like living in either situation. Tea plantation in India. A possibility I’ve been considering looking into for quite some time. Must remind self to look for corresponding information on the Internet, Wikipedia at the very least."