The There Blog

Because Gertrude Stein said "there is no there there."

Friday, August 26, 2005

summer is over

Today's my birthday, and I've spent the past hour and a half primping for dinner tonight--drinks and tapas in the Mission. And, yes, the irrational emotions of yesterday have given way. I've spent a very lazy day, and I'm conscious of the fact that I really should have tried to get something done today. Some writing would be nice.

But it's my birthday, and I can lounge around watching Buffy if I want to.

Summer is over, though, and I didn't read nearly enough, didn't write nearly enough, haven't made nearly enough progress on the Watershed project. School started this week, and although my first class doesn't start until next Tuesday, I've been spending lots of time at Mills. The new position in the Grad Studies office started this week, and I think it's going to go really well. I'm working with nice people, the work doesn't seem too taxing, and I was able to have a picnic lunch with Scottie. Doesn't get much better than that.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

birthday blues

Tomorrow is my birthday, so today I'm having one of my annual freak-outs. I think it's about getting older, but it's pretty irrational, and I catch myself just bursting into tears, whenever.

Hopefully, I'll be better tomorrow, and ready to face another year.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

singles scenes and strange pickups

Just got home from a night out with Nissa. She called me up, and since Adam was doing a guys' night out, we went and had drinks at the Conga Lounge, a tiki bar in Rockridge she'd heard about. (As to this so-called guys'-night-out thing, I suspect it was a mixed crowd but Adam just didn't want me hanging around.) So Nissa and I arrive at the Conga Lounge, only to discover that they're doing a "Singles Night." We're curious about the tiki, so we go in anyway. I have to say it was the lamest singles' night ever. Nissa will be complaining about it for weeks--yet more evidence in the whole "bay area guys don't know how to make a move" rant. We were there for a couple of hours, and no one chatted either of us up. Not even Nissa, who was going up to the bar and doing her best to look approachable. (My boyfriend will be pleased to know that I made no effort to look approachable.) Once the music got too loud to talk and the salsa dancing started, it was time for us to go. I had to park a couple blocks away, and as I'm walking home (alone, in the dark) a car slows down beside me. The driver yells out "It's good to see there are beautiful women in this neighborhood." Then he tries to engage me in conversation as I try to walk to my apartment, worrying all the while that he might learn what building I live in. Does he not realize that a woman walking alone at 11:30 p.m. is not exactly pleased when strange men begin talking to her?

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

an idiomatic smile

It looks like the "Idioms" reading at Mama Buzz Cafe might really go ahead. I've hesitated to blog a lot about it, in the chance that it would never really materialize. I got word from Dillon (who's organizing the event) that the other two readers have signed on, and the cafe is providing possible dates for the reading. At this point, it looks like late September, and I'm already starting to get nervous.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

a trip home

My mother got married last week to her partner of 20 years. I know it was largely a financial decision on her and Bill's part, but it was also very sweet. They had a very small ceremony (just 4 guests) in my grandmother's backyard and then we went out for a nice dinner.

I drove up to Chico for the wedding and drove back here the next day. One good thing about the trip was I was able to take some pictures of rice fields in late summer. Actually, there were so many photos of green fields, I had to start taking pictures of rice elevators. Rice fields are all alike, but rice elevators are each different in their own way.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

a sci-fi role model

So one of the biggest problems with living with a sci-fi geek is being subjected to sub-par television programming. And because it's on ALL THE TIME, I end up watching a lot of Stargate SG-1. It isn't a great show, but it does have some redeeming qualities, and one of them is Amanda Tapping. Tapping, who has played Samantha Carter on the show since 1997, has not appeared in recent new episodes, and the show has lacked something without her.
Here are a few things I learned about Amanda Tapping while researching this: she was born in England and grew up in Canada, she is a Virgo, she has a twin brother. and she recently gave birth to a daughter (Olivia, born in March).
Stargate, now in its ninth season, is a cheesy show with an unusual premise: the U.S. government has discovered wormhole portals called stargates that can be used to travel to other planets, many of which are subjugated by aliens that pretend to be gods; Carter is part of a super-secret special forces division of the U.S. Air Force that visits these other planets to bring back advanced alien technology, fight the bad aliens, and work with the good aliens.
As played by Tapping, Carter might be one of the best female role models on television, certainly in current science fiction television. Over the course of the show, Carter has had a series of promotions, going from Captain to (I believe) Colonel. She is an attractive woman who doesn't rely on her looks or her sexuality; instead, she is the brains of the show, solving problems intellectually. She is the equal of the three men who form the SG-1 unit, and the show allows (requires?) her to display a combination of intelligence, toughness, courage, and strength. She is a feminist but not a man-hater. Carter once fought (and beat) a cruel warlord in ritual hand-to-hand combat (using her USAF-issued knife) to save the life of a young girl who was supposed to be stoned for falling in love with the wrong boy.
Of course, Carter might not be a perfect role model; she conforms to the stereotype of a woman too strong (or too busy or too career-oriented) to get married or have children. Like other strong female characters on science fiction shows, such as Dana Scully of The X-Files or Aeryn Sun of Farscape, Samantha Carter is not defined by her relationships to men. Unlike Scully or Aeryn (in the early episodes), who felt a strong sexual tension with their respective male leads, Carter has only the vaguest of attractions to Jack O'Neill (played by Richard Dean Anderson). What is interesting is that while Scully or Aeryn have a coldness that seems to come out of turmoil or trauma, Carter is distinctive for her stability and lack of emotional trauma. She shows that being single is a matter of choice, not a punishment.
The most recent episodes of Stargate SG-1 have not featured Amanda Tapping, though I hear she'll be back on the show eventually. Much as I have enjoyed Claudia Black's guest star turn as vampy alien Vala Malduran, I miss Carter.