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Highlights: there's some sort of patent thing going on in the hotel. It reminds me of being at JCDL many years ago on Roanoke. The bright colors the pagent folks wear are as distinguishing as conference badges.
Also, I've been out of the south for a while: my casual is far more casual I feel. There's a look the men and women have in their clothes and hair that is decidedly not silicon valley geek.
LaughingRat wrote recently about clothing and geek women and privilege: the hotel lobby makes for some interesting case studies.
In this morning's tech session of about 50 there appear to be as many t-shirts as women. Two folks presenting as women.
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Annie_r and I had a nice dinner in downtown Raleigh last night. We talked a little about SG the artist towards the end of the meal. I think I need to listen to Annie_r and my sister and not encourage SG, especially after SG sent two dozen roses, giving me a weird sense of being "stalked" or some other sense of intrusion. My sister shared a parting of the ways story with me that I should reflect on.
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I slept somewhat poorly last night. I'm feeling the loss of my personal rhythms, the loss of rituals that aren't entirely intentional but that ground and center and restore me. I probably miss Christine, but I know from the years we lived apart how I numb myself to that ache until I see her again. Night sweats woke me: I blame the heavy comforter. Acute pain in my foot as I walked to the bathroom left only a sketchy memory this morning. (Which foot?)
Also, I've been out of the south for a while: my casual is far more casual I feel. There's a look the men and women have in their clothes and hair that is decidedly not silicon valley geek.
LaughingRat wrote recently about clothing and geek women and privilege: the hotel lobby makes for some interesting case studies.
In this morning's tech session of about 50 there appear to be as many t-shirts as women. Two folks presenting as women.
--==#==--
Annie_r and I had a nice dinner in downtown Raleigh last night. We talked a little about SG the artist towards the end of the meal. I think I need to listen to Annie_r and my sister and not encourage SG, especially after SG sent two dozen roses, giving me a weird sense of being "stalked" or some other sense of intrusion. My sister shared a parting of the ways story with me that I should reflect on.
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I slept somewhat poorly last night. I'm feeling the loss of my personal rhythms, the loss of rituals that aren't entirely intentional but that ground and center and restore me. I probably miss Christine, but I know from the years we lived apart how I numb myself to that ache until I see her again. Night sweats woke me: I blame the heavy comforter. Acute pain in my foot as I walked to the bathroom left only a sketchy memory this morning. (Which foot?)