theology&geometry

And so begins many months of being the sober one at parties. It’s actually not so bad. It keeps me out of trouble and I am permanently hangover-free, which is honestly one of the best feelings ever. Of course, my social anxiety does cartwheels around the room when I can’t get a couple of drinks in me, but I’m just going to have to get over that.

Things you can do while sober at a party: Sniff fancy tequila, Skype with a friend halfway across the world (and taunt him with Papa John’s pizza), drink lots of water, have ice cream cake shoved ceremoniously into your mouth by generous friends, whom I’ve missed bunches.

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Remember this bit of strategic foreshadowing? No? Well, that’s why Al Gore invented the hyperlink.

So my pal Ed and I sat down and had a little chat about the social web and what a sticky wicket it is, and we recorded that conversation for posterity and for a time capsule element I will one day beam into my children’s head pods’ humor modules. My one regret is that I was having such a mouth-stuffing love affair with my honey-slathered bagel that I didn’t make some of the points I should have. Good food gives me temporary amnesia, so what? But honestly, if you read this post, you get the gist of where I’m going with my thoughts anyway.

The point is that the social web has such amazing potential for connections that never before could have existed. But I am scared about where we are headed because companies looking to get in on a good thing are hell bent on fucking it all up. The image I keep getting in my head is of an over-eager chihuahua frantically humping a human leg. You are the leg, these companies seeking to infiltrate and control are the chihuahua. They want your attention, they want you to like them, they want your thumbs ups, they want you to opt into the game, but on the flipside, they want you to play by their rules and conduct yourself 24 hours a day as if you are a roaming ambassador for them. What you do is what the company is. Your living out loud on the web means you are subject to constant scrutiny and potential regulation by your employer. Doesn’t that scare you? It surely scares me, and I have a fairly boring life and a fairly lenient employer.

Anyway, listen to the conversation if that’s your bag, and then check back. I was Ed’s guinea pig, so I’m super excited to see where he takes his project once he starts sitting down with the really interesting people he knows.

Luke and Lilly hung out with me Friday morning, and I very nearly let them go home unscathed. And yet! We were outside picking flowers and Lilly took a tumble and skinned her knees a little bit. I had an ancient Kermit bandage — seriously, that thing had been kicking around my first aid kit for at least 10 or 15 years — that seemed to do the trick long enough for her to get distracted by the amazingness of my refrigerator magnets. Phew!

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I haven’t historically liked beans or tomatoes, and yet this was delicious. Thanks, AY-D!

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Lilly can see through stone.

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My friend Ed was kind enough to ask me to blather on and on into a microphone about The Internet the other day. Details on that to come a little later.

Our server at Republic Coffee saw us hooked up to lapel mics and wanted to know what we were doing, exactly.

“This is how we give blood,” Ed quipped.

Good show.

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Amanda made this stuff and I’m sad I didn’t get to try any.

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As are we all. In the good way, of course. Aisles and aisles of fresh produce at sane prices. Huge fish. Animal organs. Giant bags of rice. So much hot sauce to choose from. Piñatas!

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She’s leaving us to go to nursing school in Indiana. Smart girl.

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This is a transplant from saraclark’s Nashville garden that appears to have done quite well over the winter. Score!

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