*16th Annual BECAUSE Conference on Bisexuality*

*Media Notes: BECAUSE (Bisexual Empowerment Conference: A Uniting Supportive
Experience) 2010 will be held April 16-April 18, 2010 at Hamline University.
BECAUSE attracts GLBTA students, researchers, artists, and community
organizers from throughout the Midwest and beyond.*

*SAINT PAUL, March 17, 2010*– The Bisexual Organizing Project (BOP) is
excited to announce that online registration for BECAUSE 2010 is now open.
BECAUSE, in its 16th year, is the nation’s premier conference primarily
dedicated to bisexuality.

BECAUSE is a weekend event for people who identify as bisexual, fluid,
pansexual, omnisexual, same gender loving, queer, trans, genderqueer, and
those who may be questioning their sexual and/or gender identities. This
event also welcomes and provides programming for straight and queer allies
to bisexual people.
Read more... )

Wish I could go, but at least I can spread the word...
From a filtered post, trimmed down a bit.

I spent Saturday night at the show and party with all four of the women in my life (which was also the first chance for K and E to meet K and T, which was exciting and happy), and surrounded by other friends and community. It was excellent, and I'm feeling all schmoopy about it. I got cuddles and kisses in corners and affection and quality time. And it's always great to be in space with plenty of folks I don't know or don't know well, and not have to spare thought for whether poly affection or signals were going to be unduly confusing (parties at the Compound rock that way; all Cleveland's queeractivistdykey best).

Huh. The cats seem to be simultaneously exploding. (multiple sneezing fits, opposite sides of the room).

K made me a "Home Kinky Home" cross-stitch housewarming gift; it's awesome and makes me feel all sappy.

The show was sexy and fun, too. K's "How I learned to eat pussy" piece rocked! It was a great piece, and I got the added bonus of getting to hear a new story from a partner of seven years now, in such a cool way; her voice makes me happy even when it's coming out of other people's mouths.

This may be the most awesome broadway-style piece about threesomes EVER! (not auditorily worksafe, of course). I looked it up after an all-female performance of it in the show last night that rocked my world. Must see whatever this is from. *off to google* ... Passing Strange is now number one in my netflix queue. yay! Honestly, it's cute and funny, but I'm adoring it so hard because it's so true to my life.
Was flaring and had a stomach bug the last few days. Oh, joy. Back to work today; coworker is still out sick. Should be a quiet evening, though, and I'm in a really good mood, and feeling totally recovered. The Microscopes and Megaphones show is tomorrow night (and tonight, if you want to go yourself), and I'll be getting to see [livejournal.com profile] lunatickle, [livejournal.com profile] fabulousmisst, [livejournal.com profile] serpentseye, and [livejournal.com profile] calialleykat. [livejournal.com profile] bec76, [livejournal.com profile] grf, and [livejournal.com profile] syrinx_77 are coming along, too, so it should be lots of fun (and, if at all typical for a show like this, I'll probably see at least half the folks I know in town). I'm all kinds of psyched, I just have a lot of practical stuff to do between now and then. I should be picking up the suburban we're buying to replace G's truck tomorrow morning, running it over to the mechanic for a look-over, and hopefully buying it on the spot, followed by BMV joys of all assortments. And we desperately need a household shopping run, too. And can I just say, for those who recall my beloved Helva (aka The Buttstomping Peepmobile), that I'm absurdly pleased that if we need a gas-guzzler for hauling supplies, that we've found a Suburban?

I've got a bunch of linky stuff to put up, but I think I'll save that for the next post.
My sweetie Lunatickle's one-act, "How I Learned to Eat Pussy" will be part of this! (and she'll be in town for it, as will FabulousMissT! *bounce**bouncebouncebounce*)

I'll definitely be going Saturday (the 30th), since I'm working Friday night. It's a benefit for NARAL and Preterm, as well, and I've heard awesome things about the other performances planned.

Big [BOX] 2010: Microscopes and Megaphones
Microscopes and Megaphones
Presented by Whisper to a Scream: a feminist performance art collective
Directed by Maura Haas
Read more... )
I just discovered that IDKE XII (International Drag King Exposition) is going to be in Baltimore in October! I haven't been to one since '02, when it was in Columbus, but I was rereading a post from back then, and googled, and YAY!!!! Lunatickle and FabulousMissT live in B'more these days; we attended the IDKE in Columbus together back then when they lived up here. I am so very there.

http://www.idkexii.com/

My post from back then )
Finally back at work. Two days of sleeping, and I could still fall right back in bed. I did make it to my appt with my GP last night, though, thanks to a ride from Casey, and I've got a referral for another sleep study (last one was more than five years ago). Depending on what that turns up, we may look at adding provigil back to my meds (I was on it after the last sleep study, but getting refills was a pain, and I ended up dropping it). Cause of flare this time? Walking less than three miles over the course of an evening. *eyeroll* Also need to get a replacement refill of my Ultram, since it took me so long to go through the first bottle that my scrip for my refills had expired by then. Whoops. Since I need to stop by the main campus lab next week for bloodwork anyway, I'm hoping I can bring the expired scrip with me (I still have the original print-out) and just get them to replace it with a minimum of fuss.

This weekend is IngenuityFest, and I am going to try to make it to a few hours of that without absolutely breaking myself again. Second date with D, and I'm psyched about that. Then I'm going to see Evil Dead: The Musical with Bec and Jer, and am really looking forward to that. Sunday it looks like lunch plans with [livejournal.com profile] serpentseye and [livejournal.com profile] kitminx. After that, I suspect it'll be an afternoon of taking it pretty easy and trying to keep my body behaving.

And Grafton should be home tonight! Yay!
Memorial for Dr. George Tiller
Wednesday, June 3, 7:00 pm
Pilgrim Congregational Church
2592 West 14th Street (in Tremont)
Cleveland, OH 44113

This past Sunday, Dr. George Tiller, an abortion provider in Wichita, Kansas was killed while attending church. Please join us this Wednesday evening to mourn the loss and celebrate the life of this man, whose brave work gave safe medical care to countless women.

Sponsored by the Abortion Care Community. Contact clevelandacc@gmail.com for more information.
I'm finally home from work and able to get to LJ again. I've got a huge number of articles about Dr. Tiller and his work to post.

First of all, Caleb devoted a portion of his podcast to Dr. Tiller today and made me tear up all over again:

http://cdn2.libsyn.com/blacktiemartiniclub/George_Tiller.mp3

Secondly, I've heard confirmation about date and time for the Cleveland memorial for Dr. Tiller.

Pilgrim Church in Tremont, Wednesday evening, 7pm.

I don't have any other details right now, but I'll pass them along as I receive them.

Thirdly, I want to pass along this piece and project by friends of mine: http://www.hopeforchoice.blogspot.com/

I know all of them personally, I know their dedication, and I will swear on my honor that every penny will go where they say it will.

I don't know whether to use a mourning icon or a fighting icon for how I'm feeling right now...

I'm going with fighting. We're all in pain, but what I'm hearing over and over again is more people stepping up, recommitting to protecting each other, caring for each other, and standing on the front lines where we're needed. We have suffered a great loss, but it is not a zero sum game, and it is most certainly not a great gain for their movement as the extremists would hope. It's their own defeat, disguised. And we are stronger than their death threats and their violence.

I've scheduled to be at Preterm this Saturday (I was originally going to take Mushroom to the vet). I need to be there, and I need to look in the faces of those folks on our sidewalks that we've heard advocate "justifiable homicide" in both covert and overt ways. Escorting's a bit like Judo, from what I understand of the sport. We don't take action against them. We wouldn't even be out there if they weren't -- we'd be home, sleeping off hangovers or catching time with our partners, or what-have-you. And we don't verbally interact with them, regardless of the type of taunting, unless we need to warn them they're violating the law. It's purely reactive, but remarkably powerful, and it reminds me deeply of dealing with bullies when I was young. They hate nothing more than failing to get the reaction they're seeking. The terrorists are seeking fear and retreat. They fail. We will continue to care for the women and men who come to our clinics; we will protect their rights and ours, we will provide compassionate service when it's most needed. The extremists will not succeed in distracting us from that, nor in scaring us away. I have great strength, and I choose to use it in the service of protection, not aggression. All they've succeeded in doing is making me love all my marvelous, courageous, amazing friends and community more fiercely, and with renewed dedication.

I used my grief today to educate. I'm truly friends with a good number of my coworkers, enough that this is a subject they'd mention to me, or they'd notice I was upset. When we talked, it was a good feeling to share by explaining what kind of man he was, why late-term abortions are so desperately necessary, and how cruel the choices at that stage are. I talked about how he took care of his patients and their families; the baptism and cremation availability, the chaplain service, the grief counseling. With Dr. Tiller, there's nothing more powerful to combat the false common falsehoods and their implications, that to simply tell the truth of his work. To make people stop, and think, and empathize, both with the people in these hellish situations, and with the doctor who cared so much he risked his life every day to continue providing service. A couple thanked me for explaining what was going on, because they had been so uncomfortable with the whole "late-term" issue, so I feel like some small seeds have been planted.

And now I need a bit of an emotional break before I post any more about this. I'm going to spend some time with Grafton and our very cool couchsurfer.
Excellent article on AAPS, JPANDS, lousy medical publishing, and worse science (if you've ever wondered where these abortion/breast cancer, vaccines/autism, and other recent junk studies have managed to be published, here you go...)

Also, a good article about the obnoxious abortion tropes in modern TV shows, and tribute to Bea Arthur's performance as Maude.

Given all the utterly lousy and depressing news about amphibian populations in the last several years, it's really awesome to see a little bright point, even if it's just figuring out that there are more species we haven't exterminated than we thought.

A thoroughly hysterical slam on a particularly clueless analysis of fanfic

This has been around for a while, so I assume most of you have heard it, but who doesn't need a ringtone of the President swearing up a storm?

Is there such a thing as too much nifty octopus footage? I don't think so.

And Clevelanders! Check it out:


Independent Erotic Film Festival: Second Coming 2009

5/20/09 7:30pm

Good Vibrations presents: the Second Coming! From Hawaii to Boston, we're selecting the very best of our Independent Erotic Film Festival (IXFF), and showing what indie filmmakers consider sexy in ten minutes or less. Smutty, arty, funny, and serious, it's all here.

Your night of erotic cinema begins with a brief History of Porn by sexologist, author, activist, and educator, Dr. Carol Queen. She will provide an educational, historic, and cultural examination of a bygone genre and illuminate its inception and development.


Hot damn, am I there!

And on a similar note, a handy Netflix list of interesting-sounding movies about sex and sexuality. I've seen a decent number of them; Live Nude Girls Unite (about attempts to unionize the Lusty Lady) is a personal favorite.

Also, here's an interview with the author of The Ethical Slut about the new updated version that's coming out

Also for Clevelanders:
There's going to be a comic convention during the Ingenuity Festival this summer!
For more information, visit http://www.screamingtikicon.com and http://www.ingenuitycleveland.com

And I know I'm all kinds of behind on my "political goodness calendar", but here's a quick taste, at least:

Bush-era endangered species rule revoked; Federal agencies will again have to consult wildlife experts on impacts

OK, I think that's it for now.
Fall down go boom now.

Got back Sunday night, late, from Maine, with new tattoo. Intensive training class Monday, patient-instructing Monday night. Major trainwreck at work Tuesday, patient-instructing Tuesday night. Intensive training class Wednesday, incredible, fantabulous, utterly rockin' evening that lead to 45 minutes of dozing before coming in to work today for more intensive training class. Counting down the minutes until I can go home and fall over.

Life is awesome, but I'm so tired I can't put two words together coherently, and I'm so behind on home life/practical stuff it's not even funny.

btw, looks like they finally got around to blocking Gmail's IM, unless we've been having a technical problem for the past few days (possible, but I can't really ask about it). Still around on AIM, which is official, and via email.
For the household:
Leaving Cleveland Thurs, 10:15pm
Arriving Albany Fri, 09:10am

Leaving Albany Sun, 11:20am
Arriving Cleveland, 10:30pm

It's a good thing my bus doesn't leave 'til late tonight. I woke up at 3am with fibro issues, and was up 'til 6am before managing to catch about another 1/2 hr of sleep. I'm fried today, still haven't done laundry, still haven't packed, still haven't done final house prep. Thankfully, none of this should really take too long. Might even manage a nap before I leave, but I'll be sleeping on the bus, so it's not a huge deal if I don't.

My tattoo appt is from 11am-7pm on Saturday. *bounce* *bouncebouncebouncebounce*


And randomly, My sexy pundit crush gets a nice write-up
Leaving for Maine by way of NY on Thursday evening, for a full-day session on my tattoo on Saturday, and some long-overdue catch-up time with [livejournal.com profile] forestfire. It's going to be a mad dash of a trip, though, and I'll be home again by Sunday evening. All week next week I'll be in intensive training on the admin side of the new Helpdesk software we're installing. I'm really psyched about this, so although I'll miss all y'all, and probably be going slightly nuts with the enforced single-tasking, this is for the good. Yay!

And then that weekend I get to see both [livejournal.com profile] lunatickle and [livejournal.com profile] jokervalentine before they head their separate ways, out-of-state. Double-Yay! / Boo! or something...
Good weekend, all around. Very fun Firepit on Friday, and got a chance to see [livejournal.com profile] syrinx_77 and [livejournal.com profile] jen_tel, which was excellent. Escorted in the morning, brought my laptop to attempt watching a movie, but that was only a partial success -- too bright to see the screen much at all, but we had an amusing time listening to it, at least. Spent more time catching up on Doctor Who and Torchwood, and less time on housework than I should've, but oh well. And saw [livejournal.com profile] jokervalentine for the second-to-the-last time before he's gone, which was both excellent and a touch sad.

I did get email from [livejournal.com profile] lunatickle about her August plans to visit, though, which brightened my entire outlook on life substantially. And I got a chance to try Salvia this weekend, too, which I'll need to write about once I finish processing the experience (deeply bizarre).

This week's going to be crazy; I'm patient-instructing tonight and tomorrow, I think, Fin and Rio are coming in Wed/Thurs, I think [livejournal.com profile] serpentseye and I have plans but I don't think we've set a day, and I can't find my calendar, so my brain's going in loop-de-loops.
Sexy Spring - For the Young, the Old and the Kinky
Andy Birkey, New Journalist Fellow on June 20, 2008 - 8:00am


In a room full of librarians, information technologists and other hyper-intelligent yet socially awkward types discussing sex, I learned something about myself: Evidently, I'm what is known as a "geek-chaser." The fifth annual Sexy Spring conference in Minneapolis had something for everyone to explore, and at the Sunday workshop "I'm with Einstein: Geek Fetishes Revealed," I realized that my fondness for intellect and thick-framed glasses is common. Most fall for Superman. I swoon for Clark Kent.


Sexy Spring is all about sex. It bills itself as a "radical, sex/body positive sexual education skill-share and conference focused on exploring the ways sex, sexuality, gender, relationships, communication, health, our bodies and our choices affect our lives." If it sounds like a mouthful, it should. Sexy Spring is an incredibly diverse experience.

Everything is open to discussion: from kink to demystifying transgender bodies and sexuality, from raising a family to making your own sex toys.


In even the most enlightened sex education courses in schools these days, students learn only about abstaining from sex and the responsibilities of pregnancy, the mechanics of reproduction and body parts, and the dangers of sexually transmitted diseases. Sexy Spring picks up where the high school health teacher left off -- with the myriad ways that humans communicate, appreciate and contemplate sex and sexuality.


Garrett Ferderber, a founding member of the Sexy Spring collective, says the need is there for such a conference. "Sex is a positive force in the world and we wanted to have sex education that is ongoing for a lifespan," said Ferderber. "No other venues exist." And that's why a group of radicals came together five years ago to create that venue.


Attending a sex conference can be intimidating, but the experience is overwhelmingly positive. Trained "vibes watchers" attend every function to make sure everyone is respectful. The moderators are not institutional experts but regular folks who have something to teach based on their own experiences. Held in Ford Hall at the University of Minnesota, the discussions feel more like friends sitting around a dinner table than a classroom lecture.


Many of the workshops focused on relationships and communication. "A Look at the Experiences and Perceptions of Relationships: What Happens when Disability is Thrown into the Mix?" examined the unique issues in relationships where one partner experiences disability and the other doesn't. "Hella Nervous" focused on shy kids, introverts and nervous wrecks and how to improve communication and flirting skills. "Kids in Community" centered on parents and prospective parents and aimed to "address both the emotional and physical needs of families."


A more hard-hitting workshop was hosted by educators from the Smitten Kitten, a retailer of adult sex toys and equipment in Uptown. "Making Safer and Sexier Decisions with Your Sex Toys" imparted the dangers associated with many sex toys on the market -- many contain toxic and potentially carcinogenic chemicals not disclosed to the customer. The Smitten Kitten has pioneered the Coalition Against Toxic Toys, a nonprofit that works to educate consumers.


Perhaps one of the more groundbreaking workshops was "What’s Your Kink Got to Do with Your Shrink?: The intersection between alternative sexual practices and psychotherapy." The workshop led participants on issues of how to find a kink-friendly therapist and how to fight stigma when talking about pathologically neutral sexual practices. It also helped participants in talking with therapists about the line between healthy and unhealthy sexual practices and how to identify the line between the two.


Sexy Spring is run as a collective. The workshops, entertainment and location are decided by those who show up. "We try to be open and accessible to everyone," said Ferderber. Indeed, all it takes to participate is to show up, be ready to learn and respect others' experiences.


Ferderber said that they are continually looking for new faces to help plan the event and create new workshops. "New people need to get involved, shape it and make it work for them. And keep passing it on."
No, really. Hail.

I woke up this morning with a migraine, which made escorting rough, and the antis extra-annoying (not that it take much). Came home, took more meds and an hour nap, and then headed over to Pride to see [livejournal.com profile] serpentseye's troupe, Rubber City Bombshells perform. Unfortunately, it was not to be... their performance got postponed to 7pm, and a huge storm blew in off the lake (Pride is held in Voinivich park, which is a pier in the Lake itself) around 5:30. It was fabulous to see and feel coming in, although we got totally soaked, and I'm wondering how many of the tents took damage; there were people everywhere desperately trying to disassemble tents that had suddenly become powerful kites, and the wind was just whipping everything about while people tried to hold on tight enough to keep things from tumbling into the lake. The minute the rain hit my headache let up substantially, though, and chaotic weather always gives me a charge anyway. Unfortunately, we have friends coming over any minute now, so we had to head home. I'm not sure if she's going to get a chance to perform tonight or not, although with the lightning, and the metal tent posts, I'm a touch concerned.

As I was saying to Grafton on the way home, "Everybody'd better be careful down there; if a queer gets struck by lightning on Pride, the fundies'll never let us live it down."

Despite the headache, I've been ridiculously riled up all day. It's very frustrating. Damned body, what with the contradictory messages.
[livejournal.com profile] serpentseye's Rubber City Bombshells will be playing the Performance Stage at 4pm! (as well as several other places throughout the weekend)

(also, check out the henna she'll have from [livejournal.com profile] bec76 by then)

Alma Mater

Jun. 6th, 2008 10:33 am
While I was back at Kenyon, I picked up a copy of Kluge's Alma Mater, about a year at Kenyon. I was looking forward to reading it, for the different perspective on my erstwhile home, and for the nostalgia trip. What I hadn't realized was when he wrote it.

Judging by the references (the state of construction on the Bike Path, Mike Stone, the Safer Sex demo, and Allen Ginsburg's visit), and the copyright date (1993; my freshman year was '91-'92) he wrote this my freshman year. It's making it an especially bizarre read.


I'm finally feeling mostly human again, after a week of insane fatigue and flaring. More storms tonight, though, so we'll see how long this lasts. Escorting tomorrow, and then a relatively mellow weekend, and seeing some folks I'm really looking forward to seeing.

Caught Puccini for Beginners with [livejournal.com profile] grf last night; we ended up talking about how many of these movies with bi or behaviourally bi characters (Chasing Amy, Kissing Jessica Stein, etc) we love for about the first 2/3rds, and then find ourselves getting progressively more irritated at. Puccini for Beginners did manage to irk me less than Chasing Amy, though, so that's something. I guess. Frustrating, though, given how very much I loved most of it.

Oh, and if I forgot to mention it, The Boys and Girls Guide to Getting Down is thoroughly chuckle-worthy; I loved it.

The reunion last weekend was marvelous; it occurs to me I haven't actually written anything about it yet. I didn't do much looking people up this year (I'd just done that last year; some years I'm in the mood to find all my ex-coworkers and local friends, some years I just want to retreat into Peepish seclusion), and there weren't as many from my generation as usual, but in the end, it all contributed to an extremely mellow, relaxed weekend, where I got to see the folks who were there (hey, [livejournal.com profile] virgilsego, [livejournal.com profile] patentpink, [livejournal.com profile] leveldeaded), and get some good quality time, without spending all my time worrying about trying to meet up with folks and figure out plans with the dubious assistance of intermittent cell phone connectivity. Instead, I got to spend the weekend showing Grafton around to all the spots I love, wandering in the woods, playing in the upside-down tree, hanging out with fun folks from other years, being as messed up as we liked as much as we liked, amongst friendly folks who wouldn't look askance at inebriated silliness regardless of their current relationship with recreational chemicals, and being in the woods. Wow, I miss my woods. I'm pleased they've done as well as they have at maintaining them despite the new construction.

I also volunteered to be Peep Alumni Association secretary for the next four years, which means I'll be working with [livejournal.com profile] virgilsego on the website and a new mailing list, and with [livejournal.com profile] leveldeaded on the next reunion (P2K+12). It also means a nice excuse to get down to Gambier for the Alumni Association meetings in February.

Anyway, yes, marvelous.

In other amusing news, it's that time of year... I've started trimming Leroy down in earnest. He looks characteristically silly, because I tend to work on whatever bit I can get ahold of, and because I leave his hair long around the nape of his neck, because of how much he and Tarma wrestle. So far I've gotten most of his torso from the shoulders back, a snip here and there at his legs, and a bit of his mane on one side. Off-kilter and a touch leprous. Yeah, that's definitely the look I was going for. *snerk*

Holy crap, Facebook just keeps getting weirder! I just got a friending notice from another high school friend, and last night I heard from one of my best friends from high school (first boy I ever fell in love with, and the reason I find it so bizarre that it took me until recently to get into Doctor Who; he was a huge fan). I think I've decided I'm entirely giving up on the Facebook apps, though. They baffle me, and I keep sending stuff I don't mean to. And I'm not signed in often enough (it's blocked from work) to keep up with the game-related ones.

Oh, and a reminder to local folks; we're having a Firepit party tonight, starting around 8:30pm -- email me or check [livejournal.com profile] bec76's journal for details...

And as a public service reminder: Just say no to warrantless searches
Excellent, excellent time. Too little sleep. Collapse now.

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