The only thing necessary for evil LJ overlords to triumph...

I have all these thoughts running around in my head. Too many. I keep trying to post about stuff and then I get tired thinking of all that keyboarding and don't do it.

So the first thing I will attempt to write about is the infamous LJ elections currently going on. Leave it to LJ to pick a huge holiday weekend in the States to start it. And, I'm sure they hoped, have it go unnoticed by most of the constituency. A lot of the attention has focused on jameth, an asshole most of us in the LJ seattle community have unfortunately been dealing with for a long time. If this is your first exposure to him, lucky you. The worst part is that there are so many people, especially in seattle, who thinks he's the bees knees, as evidenced by this post. I love how this fuckwit makes grand sweeping indictments of sockpuppetry without providing, of course, any actual proof or data. When people call him on it, he swans about, like so many of the idiots who toady to jameth do.

(Ever since sherrold encouraged me to join the Seattle community, I've had this kind of dislike/hate relationship with it. It's full of the most obnoxious people who hide behind their predilection for "snark" that is in reality often nasty, pointless cruelty. Sometimes, rarely, it's funny when they dogpile on someone, but a lot of times, it's just this awful sickening feeling, watching them dismember someone for no reason other than "lulz." I can never decide if the uselessness outweighs the usefulness.)

If you don't follow this stuff (like I usually don't), but want to vote against the kinds of people who think harassment is for the lulz or vote for fannishly inclined candidates, take a peek at fandom_votes and read their statements. The election is over soon, and I think it would really behoove those of us in fandom to try to get more representation even if it's in a mostly honorary "advisory" capacity. You know that thing about the only thing necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing? Well, think of it as the only thing necessary for evil LJ overlords to ruin this space even more than they have is for good fans to do nothing. There's always a possibility, based on how much antipathy SUP has for their new baby's users, that they'll get tired of the hew (hue?) and cry and ditch it to another buyer, and hey, maybe they won't be so heinously abysmal in their practices. It could happen. So having people who represent us could benefit us more than we think in the long run if changes occur. Go vote. Please.

Anyway. I was bored and lonesome this weekend and everyone was either gone or doing something else, so I went downtown shopping on Saturday. It turned out to be insanely hot, and I bought a lot of things I didn't really need, but I think I was so excited about getting paid for some jobs that I got a little giddy. It's such a different life, not getting a regular paycheck. I had to take frequent breaks and sit down to rest due to the heat and that I was still not recovered from Martian Death Flu. Even today, I still cough and am out of breath terribly when I go for my walks, and I get just exhausted by simple gardening or walking.

But downtown was nice in the sun, and I picked up some more of my new dishes at Sur La Table, and found a couple of Franciscan Starburst pattern items in the antique store. I don't know why I haven't been looking at antique stores for serving things for the new kitchen. Being at montanaharper's house a couple times recently, with her fantastic retro stuff and midcentury modern furniture, made me realize I wanted more of that stuff and that buying something new wasn't necessary. I love the Starburst atomic age pattern, and I picked up a Tulip Time plate from around '62 a few weekends ago. They make nice serving pieces, though they're definitely small compared to the stuff you buy new these days. As usual, though, I struck out on pants buying, but did at least get a couple nice tops. I have tons of nice summer tops that I don't even get to wear really, but I'm kind of tired of them, some of which I've had for more than 5 years. I love the Belltown boutiques, but most don't offer anything in my size range, though I did find one store that had a lot of stuff I could wear. Then I topped it off with a crepe at the creperie in the Market, and it was good, good, good.

Well, I'll have to organize the rest of my thoughts. I have thoughts rolling around about the Jack/Ianto story I want to write, about the horrible effects of gardening on Sunday that left me with welts all over, about cats and grooming, about the kitchen remodel, and all kinds of things fannish such as annoying season finales, music, vidding, and so on. It's just too much to write.