Unconference Friday

Jun. 27th, 2016 10:15 pm
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I again woke up early enough to get to nearly the beginning of the day, the planning session for the unconference. It was quiet enough to check email and such in the corner of the hacker lounge. Later, I went over to the buttons table and put together a few buttons with [personal profile] shadowspar and [personal profile] silveradept. [personal profile] shadowspar shared half a lemon creme doughnut with me, which (predictably) got yellowish-white delicious lemon-flavored goo all over my hands and probably face as well. Commentary was made.

It turns out that it's really hard to do tiny buttons with multiple colors of glitter-paper, so my first attempt at a bi pride glitterbutton went very badly. The second attempt was better.

There was an afternoon trip to Knit/Purl, a Local Yarn Shop. [staff profile] denise and [personal profile] kareila wound up early, I came next (followed by [personal profile] silveradept, on a mission of What Craft Supplies Have They Got, Anyway), and F and [personal profile] shadowspar joined shortly thereafter.

I escaped relatively lightly, with only one skein of yarn, which matches my hair. There was a collective attempt by all five fiber artists to get [personal profile] silveradept to join the cult club, but they resisted valiantly. I did, however, successfully coach them through Intro To Chain Stitch, and by the time the yarn group was leaving the yarn shop, they had progressed to making firm if not super even stitches at a pretty good clip.

Conference wrap-up ensued, with what-went-well and what-could-be-improved, followed by a group effort at cleaning up. There's only a one-hour window to get the truck loaded, so it has to go quickly. Fortunately, we are nothing if not helpful, and there was a lot of furniture-slinging.

Eventually the hacker lounge was at a furniture-to-workers ratio where my presence would have been more hindrance than help, so I wandered out into the lobby. Farewells were said. I threatened to get perhaps over-emotional, and fled to the sidewalk where I could have a little more space.

Then it was over! Silver walked me to the correct streetcar stop, and I headed back to my dorm and started packing up and planning for next year. F had an early-ish flight out, but I slept overnight before checking out Saturday morning and making the long drive home.

Thursday at the conference:

Jun. 27th, 2016 05:47 pm
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Woke up early enough to hit the morning keynote, which surprised me! I was waking up earlier and earlier each morning there.

Attended the long-form morning "Exit Condition" talk, which was very good and also I definitely had to due to helping bounce the name around! There are so many good and interrelated talks at this conference. "Exit Condition" was about the three options when things aren't going well: GTFO, yell, or duck and cover. My talk was on applied yelling. Last year, Heidi Waterhouse did a talk on whistleblowing, which is a specific kind of applied yelling. I recommend all three as a set.

Parts of the greater #Dreamwidth crew went down to the diner from Tuesday night and had a nice quiet introvert lunch, during which time the following interlude occured:

Azz: *reading email* *sudden double facepalm* *helpless giggles*
Rah: "Silver, did you break Azz?"
Silver: (unaware of where I was in my inbox) "No?"
Azz: "YES."

Much hilarity at my expense ensued, including F coming over, reading my phone screen, and then wordlessly slapping me on the back in such a 100% bro-tastic way that I sat up straight and (mock)protested "HOW DID YOU JUST MISGENDER ME WITH A BACKSLAP?!?!?!" because seriously, HOW EVEN do you do that???

The afternoon was excellent as well. I vaguely recall sitting out for a session? But I was nowhere near as exhausted as I was last year, even on insufficient sleep.

But then it was party time. I found a quiet corner, and some of the usual suspects joined. I took a moment to leave a birthday voicemail for a certain vividly colored geekfriend, then rejoined and spent much of the evening comparing notes and cracking up with the crew.

Despite the lack of intoxicants at the party, I was in a bit of a pleasantly mentally addled state when it came time to walk back to the dorm, enough so that F found it prudent to get some rooibos tea into me before packing me off to bed.

fringe stuff (when september ends)

Jun. 25th, 2016 06:20 pm
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so the vid I turned in for vvc premieres (I'm going to vvc this year, shockingly!) and it's a Fringe vid (I recall there is a culture of anticipatory secrecy around Premieres, but I forget how much of it was my own habit of making vids that I wanted to surprise people with. anyway, not saying anything more about the vid than the fandom) so I've been rewatching bits of Fringe the last few weeks trying to pull it together, and I'm sort of contemplating a full rewatch for purposes of it turns out I ship Walter/September sort of a lot, and kind of want to write fic about them, but I'm afraid if I do that I'll end up finding the PERFECT SHOT for that one line in the vid I already turned in, it's done gdi.

The main thing that struck me about Walter and September is I was trying to put together a mental map of the time jump between seasons 4 and 5. Because there's like 5 years between the end of season 4 and the Observer Invasion (the time in which Olivia and Peter have a kid, maybe even get married I honestly forget), and then there's like a twenty year gap of they got ambered and didn't get pulled out until the occupation had been ongoing for a while, which allows them some brief anonymity in fighting the Observers bc the Observers have assumed they were dead.

During the 5 yr gap, Walter and September were working on a plan to stop the invasion, apparently without Peter or Olivia or Astrid's knowledge. Walter's brains are scrambled to prevent the Observers from getting the plan out of him with telepathy, but no one else on the main Fringe team has any idea what the plan was. They have to follow tapes they dig out of the amber in Walter's lab to collect all the plot coupons--one of which is actually September. Because they figured out early on Walter was working with someone named Donald on this ~secret plan~, but no one, not even brain-scrambled Walter, knew who Donald was or how to find him, until it turned out that Donald was September, but with hair.

So my question was--how did Walter, who (to his own chagrin) requires pretty much constant babysitting, commonly coordinated between Peter and Astrid, manage to not only travel to work on a plan he was keeping secret from them, but avoid ever introducing anyone to his co-conspirator?

One of the things I want to rewatch for is to figure out how many of them have actually met September face to face. Peter had a brief interaction with him in 104 that went rapidly to an "Apples, bananas, rhinoceros" place because the Observer plan for avoiding action is apparently use their telepathy and unusual relationship with time to mirror at people. He then shoots Peter with a futuristic stun gun and makes his escape. There's also, September bleeding out foretold Olivia needing to die to prevent Bell from collapsing the universes at the end of season 4. Also Olivia studied September's face pretty thoroughly when she was trying to figure out why he was stalking her crime scenes. I'm less sure of Astrid, but in general I think this means September would have had to keep out of everyone but Walter's sight to maintain secrecy. I can imagine he would want to, like, the Observers ID'd Peter and Olivia as important, he should never be anywhere near them to avoid them realizing he's meddling, right? Although how he can then get away with hanging out with Walter I don't understand. Maybe, hand wave, the Observers discounted Walter from importance when they wiped Peter out of the timeline. And figured that held even when Peter stubbornly refused to cease existing, since Walter didn't remember Peter, so whatever, not important anymore.

I'm kind of imagining Walter telling Peter he needs his own place because he, ahem, met someone, and anyway Peter will want more space in his own house when Olivia has the baby; and both Peter and Olivia being like, excuse me what? because that was totally something September mentioned in passing, not something that's like, happened yet. I also feel like if Peter's only interaction with September pre-hair was apples bananas rhinoceros, he might be able to see him, be like "I know you from somewhere" and be satisfied with September admitting they met once in passing before but Walter hadn't introduced them so he (September) was rather flummoxed and rude, so sorry.

I also have been pondering September seeking Walter out after the whole de-observerfying. Like, it's not just that now he has hair, he also has physiologically driven emotions and the inability to stalk people through time and space since his implant has been removed. So he has to get from wherever the Observers dumped him to where Walter is, probably has to do some more traditional stalking to figure out when he can approach him without other people being there to see, has to somehow come up with like, money or a job or something for clothes and a place to live, or find Walter fast enough that his lack of such doesn't impede him too much until Walter can help, although I am continually laughing at Walter trying to convince Peter and everyone that he should be able to live on his own with his boyfriend why won't you let me mortgage a house.

Maybe Walter can argue his way into living in one of the properties he already owns; the Reiden Lake house, for instance.

But the idea of September skulking around trying to figure out when to talk to Walter suddenly made me wonder--when he shows up to talk to Walter in the lab at the end of season 1, and they end up at Reiden Lake and Walter is Missing and Peter eventually finds him out there--like, did September hold hands with Walter and jump him through spacetime from the lab to the lakeside, or did he lead Walter out to the parking lot, pull a key fob out of his pocket, and make a car beep and unlock for them? Like, we know September can drive; he was driving Walter's car in 1985 when Walter woke up from the dunk in the ice. So September could have driven them to Reiden Lake. But like. Is it his car? A car he randomly "borrowed" that he knew its owner wouldn't be looking for it for a day or so? What kind of car does an Observer drive? or--what kind of car does September drive, he's not exactly standard Observer temperament in all things. Does he cram Walter in a Smart, because the future has taught him to conserve resources as much as possible? Does he revel in some kind of classic gas-guzzling boat, because nothing of the sort is available in the future? Does he have a Camry or a Civic or something, because it's a common car that won't stand out and attract any attention? What did they talk about on the three hour drive from Harvard to Reiden Lake? Did September let Walter pick the music? Did September drive off and leave him there after the dramatic handover of the coin? Did Walter say, "Wait, where are you going?" and September enigmatically assure him someone would find him soon?

But, back to the future (starring Eric Stoltz), the few years of recently humanized September and Walter managing to hide all their adventures from everyone else. And like. When they find him in season 5, he totally brushes off what happened to him as he always admired the time period, it wasn't much of a punishment to strand him there; but like. Imagine how much crap he was going through, going from having no feelings of his own, just weird echoes of feelings from Observing a society where everyone had them, to suddenly having all of the biochemical mechanisms of feelings flowing in his veins. And not having any experience with moderating anything. Like, I'm imagining him throwing something in frustration, and being shocked by the sound of it shattering, and admitting, I don't know why I did that. I think Walter would glibly offer to take a blood sample and synthesize something pharmaceutical to help September out, he certainly uses chemicals to induce moods and states of mind he wants for himself; I'm not sure what September would think about that.

And then, also, pants feelings. September comes from a society where no one has romantic relationships, let alone sexual ones; all offspring are grown to maturity in tanks; and they don't seem to have gender delineations, I'm not even sure they have any expression of sexual characteristics at all. The lack of hair might have pointedly been genetically added in to mark the lack of secondary sex characteristics. So here's September, who's been adult but neuter for an entire waking life, who now has suffered what the Observers term biological reversion to turn him into a standard 21st century human male, so he's dealing with both the feelings and the anatomy for the first time in his life. It's like puberty, but worse. And he has no models from his own society on how to or when it's appropriate to act on his feelings; he's been Observing the world he's been dumped in for a while, but he has no experience of his own, and he's so lost, and he doesn't even know if he wants to act on his feelings, like the society he comes from seems to have all kinds of like, cultural suppression and disapproval at anyone who seemed like they might be feeling things. Even though he's not there anymore, he spent a long time pretending that he was unaffected by Observing, that feelings were not at all catching and he certainly had none, sir.

And--it struck me in the episode where they find "Donald," that even though he's emotionally open, he's astounded that Walter is still alive and so glad to see him again, he's not tactile. At the moment where I totally expected him surprise everyone and embrace Walter, he didn't. He was so effusively happy but he didn't reach out, at all. And of course nothing in the society he's from would encourage touch at all. No one is a parent in the sense of raising a child, genetic donors do not hold their offspring and the offspring are not children, they are fully matured in tanks and enter the world as adults. No one has intimate relationships outside of the families they don't have. No one has any reason to touch anyone else. And it's not that I think September might not want to, more that, from that background, he doesn't know how, doesn't trust himself to do it in a way that conforms with social expectations, and honestly, might be overwhelmed. Even the smallest touches, Walter's hand on his shoulder, evoke so much emotion in him. And he's so ill-equipped to handle emotion at all.

feeeeeeeeels

Wednesday conference fun!

Jun. 23rd, 2016 01:49 am
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I woke up before 9, even, but spent a leisurely morning getting ready for the day. I got in for the last session of the morning, and after that the little group I was in went for lunch at the food trucks. We wound up in the park to eat, and a good time was had by all!

More sessions in the afternoon. I livetweeted Rah's. Then there was Storytime With Rah down in the hacker lounge. This was followed by dinner -- we went to the pizza place that the lunch train was headed to, but opted to have dinner in the park, where there was More Storytime. Also kitten pictures. I talked about my experiences being too well equipped with coping mechanisms to have any hyperactivity manifest itself, and there was discussion of how people self-medicate for AD(H)D with stimulants, and how some people really seriously avoid cocaine even when trying other drugs, because they suspect it may be *too effective* (and it's illegal).

I headed for the tram line that would take me back, and on my way called Darkside and wished him a happy birthday. Also I came out to him as agender. He wasn't quite sure what to do with that information; I let him know that there really wasn't any substantial difference, just I was tired of being put in gendered boxes that I had approximately no attachment to. Also he wants to hear my talk. ;)

Clippy has turned out useful in "remembering" what the whiteboard setup was like in conference rooms. I am so pleased that Simon Illyan was one of my role models, and that I have had so much early training in the sort of self-reflection that involves looking back at past selves and trying to not judge them too harshly. Self-acceptance, and self-forgiveness aimed at not being *that* kind of asshole again, is an amazing thing.

Also my tactic of writing down my daily annoyances in the course of my Talk About My Day is helpful in the going back to figure out When That Fucking Thing Became A Thing Anyway.

I am trying to set up for tomorrow morning, since I seem to be getting more and more functional at the conference, rather than less.

(And then there was BPAL testing and card reading with F, which took a substantial two hours together, and was definitely informative. My skin makes light florals much better behaved.)

OSB ho!

Jun. 21st, 2016 11:18 pm
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Arrived in Portland safe and sound with traveling companion! Trip was lovely and included Hamilton sing-alongs, a bag of cherries shaped like butts, chat about our respective talks, and good old-fashioned gossip. I'd taken the last leg of the journey, so my executive function was diminished (12:30, not as much sleep as I'd have wanted) and so F went to confer with the lodging gods.

We are staying in Portland State University's summer dorm-filler project, which is unfancy but adequate -- when things are going right.

This evening did not feature many things going right. Chief among them was my executive function having gone sleepybyebye, so (apparently after them failing to find our info, and not having room in the dorm they said we'd be assigned to) F found parking, and I had a smol meltdown over having no idea what things I needed to take up to the room (under the assumption that we'd have to be moving the next day). Also we had one key-and-keycard between the two of us, and one car key.

We managed to fox-goose-and-grain ourselves into the building with no actual tears shed, though I did swear at whatever snotassed weaselfucks were responsible for the accessibility.

By the time I got horizontal it was 2:30. Then I woke up at 6.

Oh, and I had to speak today.

I went down and fed the meter, then once the hours for the housing office arrived, I went over for that and had a chat. (They had actually opened at 7, not 9; it was the *student* housing department that opened at 9. I feel that any collective misreading was entirely justified based on the hour.) I got the parking pass, a second key-and-keycard lanyard, and bagged myself a parking space near the elevator in the nearby parking garage.

Then I faceplanted on my bed and didn't re-attain consciousness until around noon.

I headed off to the conference upon waking up, picking up some lunch on the way. I there cranked away diligently upon my slides, and listened to someone I was sharing a time slot with rehearse. I also learned that there had been a sudden unavailability of the people who had been going to do video of the sessions, which filled me with woe because a) there are a lot of people who are looking forward to my talk, and b) I was up against some really interesting looking things.

I saw [personal profile] silveradept and the ritual hug of greeting was exchanged. \o/

Then it was time to give my talk. [staff profile] denise, [personal profile] kareila, and [personal profile] shadowspar were all there!

The room seemed interested, and I think I mostly remembered to use the microphone (good for recording purposes; the a/v guy said they were doing audio at least) and [personal profile] kareila got some room audio to boot! So I may be able to get a rough transcription up at some point.

The next talk that a number of us gravitated to was on the history of emoji! Great fun.

I then presented [staff profile] denise with the crocheting project that I had been somewhat successfully keeping under my hat for Quite Some Time, ever since I finished [personal profile] fu's dreamsheep (Dreamsheep Beta).

This is Dreamsheep Gamma, and it comes with some surprises. (Why is this dreamsheep different from all other dreamsheep?) D says there may be a photoshoot.

This is, like, *layers* of fanworks.

Dreamwidth started as a fanwork determined to make it pro (and successfully so). The dreamsheep icon (by [personal profile] helens78) was fanart conceptually inspired by the concept of Dreamwidth. The crocheted dreamsheep were a transformation of medium, somewhat analogous to making podfic of a fic. Dreamsheep Gamma is, additionally, a crossover.

After that a few of us decided that dinner was in order, and shortly there was a little diner graced by the sorts of giggling, friendly chatter, and toasts that five DW-affiliated people tend to get up to.

Our party started splitting after that, and I got in and fairly immediately peeled off my clothing. I was correct to not try to additionally wear shorts under The Pink Skirt. (Outfit: Pink Skirt, turquoise toeless tights, black sequined sleeveless shirt, tiara, and Jacket of Holding.) One shower later, I felt human again...

F popped in with a friend, but has popped out again; at some point I'll be attaining horizontality. I have marked my schedule-badge with little green dots on things I want to see, and bold green squares next to the can't-miss things, and green blocking off that slot.

The captive portal thing here is Not Done Badly from a UX perspective. I'm impressed that it's not horrible.

leaving, on a road trip...

Jun. 20th, 2016 02:43 am
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Ta-Da:
Read more... )




To-Do:
Read more... )

#DWgoestoOSB 2k16

Jun. 19th, 2016 02:40 am
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#DWgoestoOSB 2k16

Procrastination:
* Reading the back entries from Check Please! with commentary this time
* Why do I not have a Tub Juice icon?? (Sophomore Year #8 - Parse - Part II has the best image of tub juice I've seen yet.)
* Having feelings about multiple people in deeply confusing ways
* Thinking about gender. (I think I'm officially agender, in the "you have to really focus to see where even on the spectrum the swatch is" level of low intensity, and I'm firm enough on that to start the slow process of asking the people in my life who aren't known-hostile to non-binary genders to stop using gendered pronouns about me when it wouldn't endanger *them*.)
* Thinking about gender. (I still caucus with organized groups who support not-men in tech, reproductive and sexual health rights for uterus owners, and a number of other things where women get the short end of the stick.)
* Thinking about gender. (One of the things that had been confusing as hell to me was that Purple genders me every now and then and I like it. However, my brain has found a context which reconciles this with agender-in-public-life, although it ... is probably not a thing I could explain in the workplace outside of a milkshake walk.) More on that later, possibly; it's the sort of thing I will probably have to chatter about filtered first to shake my ideas into place.

to-do/ta-da and other OSB logistics )

Code push imminent!

Jun. 18th, 2016 06:51 pm
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Reminder that I'm going to start working on tonight's code push in the next 30-45 minutes or so. I know you just CAN'T WAIT to use the larger icon filesize for your animated gif talents, so I'm going to start a bit earlier than originally planned, closer to 5:30pm PDT. I'll update this post when we're done!

Update: All done! Comment here if you notice any issues that need our attention.

Code push tomorrow!

Jun. 17th, 2016 11:06 am
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We are planning to do a code push around 32[*] hours from now, at approximately 6pm Pacific time on Saturday.

Here's a partial list of changes that will go live with this push, apart from the usual minor tweaks and bugfixes:

  • Icon size limit raised from 40kb to 60kb.

  • Fixed the "hook: enddata returned false" error when uploading multiple icons.

  • Posting DW links on Facebook will now use the "Swirly D" logo for the link image.

  • Added seven new color variants on the popular "Teeny Tinies" mood theme.

  • The user profile page now lists "Other Services" in responsive columns.

  • The user icons page no longer uses "(Default)" in the alt text for every icon.

  • Improved non-ASCII character support in plain text email notifications.


We'll update again to let you know when the code push is in progress!

[*] I had a computer check my math this time, because it was almost wrong again. YAY COMPUTERS.

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