So a few of us were having lunch together yesterday and started chatting about my upcoming move to Kuwait and having to purchase a car there.
A: Are you going to buy a boat?
Me: What? Why?
A: Apparently lots of people buy boats there.
Me: Why? That’s weird. It’s not Venice.
A: No, apparently since gas is so cheap, people buy boats.
Me: That’s weird. *puzzled looks from the rest of us* I’m not buying a boat. My house is inland.
M: Are you going to buy a camel?
Me: Ha! My daughter said I should buy one and keep it in the back yard. That would be cool.
A: Wait a minute. You give me hell for suggesting a boat and you don’t even blink when he asks if you’re going to buy a camel?
Me: *shrug* A camel makes sense.
No, I’m not buying a camel, or a boat. A car yes. 🙂
So I sent her this picture I found on Tumblr:
The following on-line conversation ensued:
Her: Been there done that.
Me: Came shooting out of a giant ape’s heart tube?
Her: Mhmm. Don’t you know that’s what I did in bio?
Me: Was that before or after you fainted over a dead frog?
Her: Shut up.
Me: I’ll tell that story at your wedding some day.
Her: Which wedding?
Her: My first or fifth?
Me: Your first and third.
Me: The second will be a Britney Spears quickie, I won’t have time to write a speech.
Her: Its got to be long enough for me to make money off the thing
Me: Maybe he’ll be hot but penniless, you’ll come to your senses after a crazy night of drinking and get an annulment.
Somehow I don’t think our respect for the holy union of matrimony is all that sacred. At least she has a long term plan.
Some of you may be aware that the m/m Goodreads group has once again launched their massive writing event. This year the title is Love’s Landscapes. They are doing it a bit different, releasing stories in batches at specific times. I’ve only got there once while there were still stories as they are snapped up quickly, but that’s okay. I’ll see if later in the game they need an author.
Anyway, I did submit a prompt which was chosen by Paula Coots.
Below is the picture I submitted and the prompt for the author. I’m looking forward to seeing what she does with it. I’m pretty easy-going and am letting her run with her imagination as to how it plays out. Of course it won’t be posted until summer-time so I have quite a wait to go.
We were chatting on FB this morning. I am planning a trip to NYC at the end of June to see all my friends there before I move away.
Me: I have to book that apartment in NYC tomorrow to get the good rate. I guess I’ll just go for it. June 27 – July 2
Her: Canada day???
Me: Yes, why? You have plans?
Her: Not as of now but all of us will be legal.
Me: Tell me now before I book it.
Her: Well most of us
Me: So you need to drink on Canada Day? You know how freaking disorganized your friends are. You’ll end up doing nothing because Ixx and Sxx will be at camp, Kxx will be at her mother’s, etc.
Her: It’s too far ahead for my friends to make plans. They can’t even plan for a week let alone a month ahead
Her: Ugh find
Me: New York is more fun.
Her: Whatever who cares
Me: I care. The other option is the weekend after but then we miss the holiday off in Canada.
Her: It’s fine.
Her: I know pretty much everyone has forgotten about me any ways
Her: So it’s not like they’ll make plans with me
Me: Sigh. I’m sure they haven’t forgotten you. Hugs.
Her: Ha. Ha. Ha.
Her: I don’t want to be licked
Me: It’s a fox kiss. It’s acceptable.
Her: I need a lot of things but you don’t see me getting them.
Me: Oh burn.
She’s crazy. And really her friends are totally flaky. We may come back though on July 1, we’d be home by evening, she could still go out. 🙂 But definitely hitting NYC before I leave the continent.
Here is a random collection of things in sets of five. Hope that made sense
5 things I drank this week. (And pretty much only those five things in rotation.)
5 cats of internet/real-life friends. (Same thing, more than five, whatever.)
5 Random things I tweeted.
I swear I’m the only person in NA not watching AHS. #rebel
— Tam A. (@Cdn_Tam) January 30, 2014
Getting home before it’s completely dark is rather an enjoyable novelty.
— Tam A. (@Cdn_Tam) January 29, 2014
It’s creepy quiet when the fans shut off at the office. So used to the steady roar.
— Tam A. (@Cdn_Tam) January 29, 2014
Tough dental appt. A dramatic gag fest for the 1st impression, had to abort. 3 hrs can still taste it. The gag relfex is strong in this one.
— Tam A. (@Cdn_Tam) January 28, 2014
I’m bored with the Grammy’s already.
— Tam A. (@Cdn_Tam) January 27, 2014
And to finish it off, 5 pics of hotties wearing sneakers (because I haven’t done that in a while and I’ve found a few new ones.)
OMG, am I turning into one of those annoying social bloggers? LOL Maybe. I find I have more to say about that than anything else these days.
There’s been a lot of talk about privilege around the internet in the last year. Or maybe I just because conscious of it, that’s quite possible. But there is talk of male privilege, white privilege, straight privilege, cis privilege, pretty much everything and anything. I am fortunate enough to fall into a few categories of privilege. a) I am white, b) I’m well-educated with a university degree, c) I’m straight, d) I make a good salary (i.e. not poor – but not rich), and e) I’m Canadian, which may seem weird but I’ll bet money there are things I could get away with in places simply because I’m Canadian vs American or some other nationality who may look like me on the surface.
However, I think most of us believe that in North America (I’m cross-generalizing here) we think all women face more or less the same challenges, all gay people, all men, etc. Of course there is a spectrum. Some women obviously face greater challenges than others, but there are commonalities in the groups.
So most people by now have heard I’m going to the Middle East this summer for my work. I’ll be going to a country that is pretty conservative, although not as conservative as some. While there I will have “expat” privilege. Due to my job, there will be things I will do that locals might be not be able to, simply because the standards and rules will be different for me in my role, vs an everyday citizen of that country.
So I was reading through a report on the country and found this:
Women should dress conservatively and remain aware of their surroundings at all times. Women, no matter how conservatively dressed, will be subjected to staring and may be subjected to unwanted advances, touching and even kissing. Women may be photographed in public by complete strangers. Women in vehicles may be harassed while driving as the male drivers or passengers of other vehicles will travel beside a female’s vehicle and stare or leer at the females in another vehicle. Women should not travel alone at night and should only use a taxi or a taxi service which is personally known to them if they must travel alone in the evening.
Now this doesn’t thrill me, but then it doesn’t thrill the local women either. However my predecessor is a woman and she never mentioned this as an issue, and you just learn to cope I suppose. I’m prepared for that.
I posted this for some friends (predominantly American) whose reactions were “Can you kick them in the balls?” “I couldn’t keep my mouth shut if I was being treated that way.” An assumption that it would never happen in America. (I’ll say North America to include myself) Then one of our friends spoke up. She is Asian-American, born and raised in the Bay area, extremely intelligent, advanced degrees, scientist, etc. You’d think she falls into some of those privilege areas herself. But she posted the following:
I find that most of this advice tends to apply to me whenever I go anywhere that is not a city used to having foreigners. It got really annoying to get accosted in airports and anywhere outside of the college grounds when I was in Ohio. People would come up to me and yell and speak slowly, rednecks would assume I was some kind of submissive china doll and act accordingly, and teenage rednecks would drive by and yell racial/sexual slurs at me. Japan was similar, but more subtle – groping on the trains and pointed sexual questions from the boys and men who were “just practicing their English”. In all of those cases, ball-stomping wasn’t practical, and I just had to learn to ignore it and extract myself from that situation as quickly as possible.
I think there was a bit of ringing silence when we read that. Sure, we EXPECT to face that in a country where we are anomalies and stand out among the locals. But we’re more open that here, right? Right?
So yes, I will gain some privilege when I move this summer, but I will also lose some. Not only would my position prohibit me from kicking someone in the balls for a number of reasons, I’m not sure it would really do much good. It will be interesting for me to see my life change. The things I do now I take for granted, vs the things I will/will not be allowed to do. But I think even I was shocked that she faced this. Ignorance combined with privilege perhaps on my part.
There is no point here, but I thought it was an interesting contrast that those thinking I’m crazy to move there because of this issue (and the no bacon thing), had no clue one of our own friend faces it in her own country. She doesn’t need to move far away.
Thank you. Social pontification now finished. You may move on to your regularly scheduled business and I’m sure I’ll be back with some half-nekkid boys soon. 🙂