Beowabbit

A very happy birthday [EDIT: tomorrow] to docorion, one of the best human beings I know. Your day can’t possibly be as spectacular as you deserve, because there isn’t that much spectacular in the observable universe, but I hope it’s tremendously spectacular all the same.

So plumtreeblossom and I (and docorion and many other people we know) were quoted extensively in a great story on polyamory in today’s Boston Globe magazine. The print edition has photos of me and docorion as well as the photo of Alan and Michelle that’s on the online edition. The online version (linked above) has a video that docorion and Alan (W.) and Michelle were interviewed for which is, if possible, even better than the article — at any rate, I think it does a great job of presenting polyamory effectively to non-poly people in a way that lets the warmth of the relationships and lives described shine through. I am really pleased about how it all turned out.

PS: Alan M. discusses the article at his blog Poly in the Media, and Kamela reviews it favorably in her Boston Open Relationships Examiner column.

As always, docorion is wise in this post on our government’s ongoing efforts to protect us from terrorism by keeping us terrified itself. If you haven’t already, you should read it.

So I had an awesome date with plumtreeblossom last night, with the help of nex0s, docorion, dan4th and dabunny, the awesome cast and crew of the theatreatfirst festival, gilana, pheromone, Sears, and two lovely kitties!

First I met nex0s, docorion, and plumtreeblossom at Yoshi’s (a Japanese restaurant near plumtreeblossom’s house and theatreatfirst’s digs) for dinner and catching up while nex0s is in town. Then plumtreeblossom had to run off to get ready for her performance, and docorion suggested ice cream, so nex0s and I accompanied him to J.P. Licks in Davis Square. It was really great to get caught up with nex0s and hear some of her stories! Then nex0s and I went to the performance, where we had the unexpected delight of running into dan4th and dabunny.

The performance was a festival of short one-act plays by playwright Mark Harvey Levine, and it was fabulous! nex0s recently wrote a bit about the festival from an audience perspective, and plumtreeblossom’s post here talks about how well the festival went. It was really, really fun! I love the format — little ten-minute plays are sort of the short short stories of the stage, and I really enjoy them. Levine’s playlets are witty and entertaining and often very sweet and very funny, and the performances were all very well done.

After the plays I stayed to help a bit with strike (which mostly consisted of trying not to be in the way, since I didn’t know where anything went, but I did some vacuuming), and with such a large cast and crew (except for a little bit of doubling-up, the cast of each little play was different) the strike went pretty quickly. Then it was off to gilana’s house for a fabulous cast party. I was incapacitated by the heat for a little bit of it¹, but once I sat still for a while and cooled down I had a great time. plumtreeblossom and I spent quite a bit of the party hanging out with the lovely pheromone (who lit up the stage as a firefly lightning bug in “In the Jar”, not to mention her development in “Cabfare for the Common Man”), and we ended up walking her home after the party. And of course, she invited us in, and, well, there was enticing green liquid. And we had some. And it was OH THE YUMMY! and we all sat out on her porch and had a lovely lovely time before plumtreeblossom and I called a cab to go to her place. (It would have been a perfectly delightful walk if it hadn’t been quite so late and we hadn’t been quite so engreenified.)

“They kiss. Lights out.”

This morning, having gotten to sleep at FOUR THIRTY IN THE MORNING, we slept until noon, with kitties keeping us company. Then we went to Sound Bites for excellent brunch, and went to Sears to get plumtreeblossom an air conditioner in advance of her mother’s visit next weekend. And then I drove back to Quincy, filled a prescription, checked on cathijosephine’s cat Chickenfinger, had dinner, and came home. I haven’t started catching up on LiveJournal.

Wow, that was a good, full, fun weekend!

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¹ It has been really hot and humid in the Boston area for a few days, and between thyroid hormone increasing my metabolism, longer hair after a many-year hiatus, and testosterone producing more muscle, my ability to handle the heat is diminished.

+: I got to bed unusually early last night, and got an unusually large amount of sleep.
-: Despite that, when my alarm went off I was incredibly tired, and hit snooze umpty-zillion times, and was late using my light box for the first time since I started using it.
(-: And I actually think the light box is more trouble than it’s worth, although I should probably give it a couple more weeks.)
+: Despite getting a late and slow start, I felt like I had a reasonably productive day at work.
++: And afterwards I got to hang out with plumtreeblossom and docorion and mud_puppy at Namaskar and have yummy Indian food.
-: My yummy Indian food was somewhat less yummy than it might have been, because I forgot to ask for no cilantro and no tomatoes.
+: plumtreeblossom’s yummy Indian food was highly yummy, as was the bread.
+: I got to hear some more of docorion’s fun stories.
+: plumtreeblossom gave me an awesome May Day present, an interactive book (not quite a pop-up book, but along those lines, with flaps to open and things to unfold) about pirates! It even has a compass and some jewels embedded in the front cover! Between the compass and the maps I’m sure to find some booty!
+: I got to unburden myself to plumtreeblossom a bit about my medical concerns (well, vent, really; she’s heard it all before).
++: And tomorrow I have an ENT appointment which I am really hopeful about.
+: And after dinner we hung out and chatted over tea at Diesel.
+: I drank a lot of tea at Diesel. And a lot of water and lassi at Namaskar. This is called “foreshadowing”.
-: This fire sure delayed my ride home. Instead of a train straight through from Davis to Quincy Center, it was a Red Line train from Davis to Kendall (where I could faintly smell smoke on the air), a shuttle bus from Kendall to Lechmere, the Green Line from Lechmere to Park Street, and the Red Line from Park Street to Quincy Center.
-: Boy howdy did I have to pee by the time I finally got home.
-: And I’m too tired to deal with the fridge, which I seem to have been attempting to create life from primordial ooze in.
-: And I think I’m too tired to do laundry.
++: But I’m about to go to sleep!
+++: And by this time tomorrow I might know more about my breathing problems and might even have a plan for what to do about them!

Whoops, I forgot a bullet point:

• Had a delightful and unexpected brunch with docorion.

He’d come over to do a bit of maintenance on his bike (which is in my garage for the winter), and we had a nice chat and went to the IHOP. I knew I’d miss him when he moved out, and it’s nice that I still bump into him here once in a while. (And I was so happy that he and mud_puppy and mattlistener were able to join us for Thanksgiving!)

I had a great time with plumtreeblossom over the weekend. The bit I can talk about here involved a great bi brunch at Doyle’s in JP, one of my favourite brunch places. Since we got there very early, I took her to see an old house I used to live in (Treehouse, on Biltmore St., for those of you who have been there). The bit I can’t talk about here was sufficiently vigorous as to result in me getting accidentally injured and not noticing until later. Go us!

We made a wonderful discovery on Saturday night: Even with the CPAP mask on me, it still works fine for me to be on the outside when we spoon. Yay! That’s one of my favourite sleeping positions, and I’d been afraid I’d have to give it up.

Last night I had dinner at cathijosephine’s and got to see her friend C. from college, who was in town visiting for the weekend. A bit later on, docorion stopped by there after picking some stuff up from my house (formerly his house, and still home to many of his boxes). So it was an awesome evening.

Then today I again went over to cathijosephine’s for dinner, this time with darxus. She made marinated turkey tenderloin and potatoes in the crock pot, and some rice to go along with it, and it came out really, really well. She put the tenderloin and potatoes in with some soy sauce, apple juice, and garlic, and it came out really really well. (cathijosephine, how long did you cook it for, and on high or low?) It was sort of a communal dinner, since many of the ingredients had come from my kitchen. And afterwards, cathijosephine baked muffins! And they were bran muffins, so they were healthy! Honest!

I’m still limping (although my hip is doing a lot better than it was Saturday night), but I have to say, gin and tonic is a very tasty anaesthetic.

Happy birthday to the best docorion ever! You are a wonderful, trusted and admired friend, and you’ve been an amazing housemate. My life is immensely richer for your presence in it, and I know I’m not alone in that. May they all be wonderful days, today and all the rest.

Everyone should go read docorion’s first-aid tips. I bet there’s something important there that will surprise you. (I love living with a doctor.)

I made this dead-easy crockpot Kalua pig recipe for cathijosephine and queenofhalves tonight, and it was so good! I’ll be doing that again. And queenofhalves brought wine and cathijosephine brought sourdough bread and we spread garlic and butter on it and we picked up some salad and it all worked really well. Yay, I cooked! It was great to get the time with them, especially queenofhalves, whom I’d never gotten to sit down with in a small group like that before and who is always delightful and interesting. And we took dinner over to docorion at work, because it seemed only fair after he’d been tormented by the smell of it in the crock pot all day.