Batman is the perfect man ... in DC

Give me Tony Stark, I prefer Marvel

Mega Man X Cocktail

Z-Saber

1/2 oz Vodka
1/2 oz Gin
1/2 oz White tequila
1/2 oz Triple sec
1/2 oz Melon liqueur
Lemon-lime soda

Mix all alcoholic ingredients and add to a highball glass over ice, add the soda, charge, and serve. 

A quick explanation about how I see this one thing

I post images here, a lot.  I always try to post a link to the person that did it unless it is on the image somewhere.  When that does not happen it is usually based purely on my inability to figure out who made/took it, because multiple sources claim it.  

Going back to what I talked about yesterday

The reason crushes usually stay crushes because I let the interest linger and build, instead of jumping on it, but because nothing came of it right away it stays at that level.  The people I date I go straight from interest to date, because I feel a connection, when I really should have let the feelings grow and involve.

I have horrible tastes, but amazing tastes

I date horrible people.  People that appear to be smart, people that appear to be nice, most were some level of geek.  I have had five serious relationships.

The first guy was incredibly geeky.  He was also incredibly sexist.  And was convinced he was the smartest guy in the.  He could be so nice, but he bottled his issues, and when combined with his other personality traits was just not a good person.  When I took his virginity he stalked me for a couple of years, I still sometimes worry that I will see him behind me.

The second guy appeared nice, smart, and geeky.  Once he got me things started to change.  I found out he he wanted to have a piece of clay to mold, not a woman.  His geek was almost all pretend.  He had been the smartest kid in school, this commonly causes people to not be able to handle being around people that are smarter than them, that was very true in his case.

The third guy was smart.  He was so nice.  He was not all that geeky, but he loved my geeky.  Then I was raped.  He was so into the church we went to, that he just toed the line with them.  When they said it was not rape, but sex, he dumped me for having cheated.  He trusted church, never just trust, never.

The fourth guy appeared to want me, but it was not love, just lust.  He was geeky, he was rather smart, but you cannot be nice when you are in an uneven relationship.  I thought it was love, it was love, but only for me.

The fifth guy made me need him.  He was a user.  Much like I have addiction issues, he had using issues.  And much like my addiction issues his using issues were not the normal type of using.  He preferred to use people, but when he could not use a person he would use booze, and sometimes illegal drugs.  I prefer my addictions to be feelings (social highs, however, are the greatest thing ever), so he morphed one of my emotions to need him, that way I got my addiction filled, and he was using someone.  I just really wished I had noticed (or listened to any of my many friends telling to stop dealing with his ass), mostly because of the many friends I pushed away to make him happy.

Episcopalian

I grew up Presbyterian.  When the leaders at my church barely veiled their belief that I was at fault for being raped, I left my home church.  I started going to an African Methodist Episcopal church with my parents.  There were quite a few reasons that I never fit in, a huge one being that looks are more important than anything else to so very many of them.  When a friend invited to visit her Episcopalian church, I wanted to change immediately, but my mom wants is convinced church is only good if everyone goes to the same church.  I have moved past that with her and now get to go a church were looks are not important, but scripture is important.

Robin Williams is apparently also an Episcopalian.

Top Ten Reasons to be an Episcopalian, by Robin Williams

10 No snake handling

9 You can believe in dinosaurs

8 Male and female, God created them; male and female, we ordain them

7 You don't have to check your brains at the door

6 Pew aerobics

5 Church year is colour coded

4 Free wine on Sunday

3 All of the pageantry, none of the guilt

2 You don;t have to know how to swim to get baptized

1 No matter what you believe, there's bound to be at least one other Episcopalian who agrees with you

The importance of being good, to yourself

I want have started a post about the importance of taking care of yourself, learning to be a better person for yourself (not others, never try to better yourself for others), but once I really get going I realize how very long it would be, I then start to figure out how to cut it into pieces to make it better for this blog, but taking care of yourself is not like a school paper that can be parsed and treated quite so technically.

Here are some basics that each could be a book

Personality type, etc, with a side of geek

I am ENFJ (mildly E, and moderate for the rest).  I always feel weird about these types of tests, because I walk the line of Introvert and Extrovert, I would be pure extrovert, but have Aspergers, so that wrench makes everything very weird.

I found a graphic of Harry Potter characters paired with personality types.

I love make-up

I suck at doing my make-up.  I used to be good, then I decide it took too much work, and now I have no idea what I am doing.  I am once again always doing my make-up before going out, even to the store, but now I look like someone that threw the make-up on, instead of someone who is all put together.

Mega Cynics describes my thoughts on doing it now pretty well.  I actually wish I could do designs without it being considered weird, or looking stupid, but putting swirls, and dots, and angles, and patterns sounds like lots of fun, and when I do them it is, but before going out I clean them up, and go back to my barely there, and not so well done eyes, and lips (screw the rest of the face).

Rain

I love rain.  I am originally from CA, moved just outside of Seattle when I was rather young, and have loved rain since my first rain here.  In lots of places you only get one or two kinds of rain, neither are fun to deal with.  In Western Washington we gets many types of rain.  My favourite type of rain is such a light rain that if you walk fast only your front gets wet, mostly because people outside of Seattle get incredibly confused when they hear about it.  We have lots of light rains, and really only see that heavy rain that most people hate when it is storming.

During junior high and high school I was commonly wearing a hoody year round.  It was rare it was too hot for it, and it was rare that more was needed.

I have a few friends (all but the Cajun were born here) that find heavy rains to be great for sleep.  I fall asleep to rain very well, so when I do wake up during the night when it is storming out I get back to sleep so easily that I kind of wish it would storm more, but only at night, during the day I prefer our light rain.

After a certain amazing encounter with a gorgeous lady, I laid there and could feel rain on my skin, there has never been another lay like that again.  We were inside, and it was sunny outside, but my love of rain meant in that mental place I connected my happy thoughts and feelings, so I could feel that non-existent rain.

Other favourite

My niece had a date, who could not get out of work for the date.  Instead of deciding to not go to the comedy show, she invited me to come along.  I had not been to a casino since Circus Circus as a kid, and never been to that type of comedy show (saw Eddie Izzard a couple of years ago, otherwise not into comedy).  It was fun, but now I need some serious sleep.

A quick dorky thought, then shoes shopping

Good way to start the day

You can keep your football, I want to use my brain

I enjoy watching no sports, I can put up with Soccer, and Rugby, but otherwise sports make no sense to me whatsoever.

The Oatmeal and I agree on how it sounds to have football being talked about.

To an extent I understand football a little more than that.  There are tanks, DPS, and healers, but they have different names, not sure what they are.  I created a flow chart about a decade ago for a math class about football (I had help, and I think the reason the math tutors fought over who got to help me was the wanting to look down my shirt for the five minutes it took to make it), but even if I watched a game with it right in front of me I doubt I would understand.

I have found other ways to spend my time than to deal with influx of sports.  Reading studies is much more fun to me than watching sports, and it gives me something to talk about with my friends, most of which are not into sports either (most of them play WoW to fill their time).  With football season starting I am actually looking forward to the reading of research studies.

The nieces

The middle niece is over.  When I saw her I said "Who dat?"  She responded "Your other favourite."  Choosing a favourite niece sounds silly, but I do have a least favourite niece.  Everyone comes to my mom when they need things, and sometimes even me (unemployed disabled girl does not sound incredibly helpful, so I never really understand why they would come to me), my nephew and one of my nieces only come around when things are needed.  The middle niece and the baby niece have been known to show up at other times.  Usually just to hang out away from the world, which is actually kind of fun.

Over Thinking

Over thinking the over thinking while over thinking

I know I comment a good bit about my over thinking, but as I am currently fighting the over thinking death spiral that I have been known to get into

wheeeeeee

Friday

I had a wonderful time Friday.  I was incredibly social.  It mostly turned out fine.  Until the Aspergers kicked in, and I had to leave very quickly to keep panick attack at bay, all was great.  Leaving right after Sassparilla went on was much like not seeing them at all, but it was still fun.

Yesterday my friends commented about my date during the day on Friday.  Quite a few 'it was just hanging out with a friend, not a date' got me wondering, was I the only one that thought it just me dragging an old friend around.  When I asked him, he thought it was, or at least felt it likely was.  My foot in mouth disease has made the situation even more awkward.  Fucking up that friendship would make me very sad.

Batman: Arkham Party Shots

What you'll need:
- Midori
- Vodka
- Crushed ice
- Blue Curacao
- Sambuca
- Cranberry juice
- Rum
- Popping candy
- Fresh mint
- Sugar syrup
- Blackcurrant coulis
- Champagne

This shot set sees some of Gotham's most dastardly villains taking on the Dark Knight.

For The Riddler, pour 20ml of Midori down the inside of glass, then add 5ml of vodka over a spoon.

For a Mr Freeze, crush some ice and pour it into your shot glass, followed by 10ml of Blue Curacao and 10ml of Sambuca.

Your Joker is made from 15ml Blue Curacao, cranberry juice and rum with a topping of popping candy.  You'll need to stir it up with a straw to get the colour.

Then we have a Poison Ivy, grown from 15ml of rum, a fresh mint leaf (or a dash crème de menth if you prefer) and sugar syrup.

Finally, create your Batman/Bruce Wayne shooter with 5ml of blackcurrant coulis and champagne.

Social is good, sometimes

A friend is working on a book about booze (recipes and info), so he did a taste testing today.  I dragged a friend along.  I enjoyed the booze and game of Cards Against Humanity, he enjoyed kind of haging out with me and the game.

I am about to go see a show, I am not going with anyone.  I am meeting a friend, but that is still huge for me (not that I never do it, I just so rarely do tat each time is a big thing for me).  I imagine I will enjoy the music, and I know hanging with her will be fun, so here I go.

Always start the morning with a pretty boy being AWESOME

Cocktail Tasting Tomorrow

A friend is working on a book, about inexpensive drinks.  The book will (apparently) have both recipes and talk about what can be made cheaper in drinks and what is important to not do the cheap stuff.  This will not be one of his.

The Weasley Top

Ingredients:
1.5 oz Captain Morgan Spiced Rum
1.5 oz Jameson Irish Whiskey
1/2 oz of Grenadine
Splash of Cherry and Creme Soda (or Code Red Mountain Dew)

Directions:
Mix the grenadine, Captain Morgan and Jameson into a glass then pour some Cherry’s and Creme Soda (can be replaced with Code Red Mountain Dew) on top of it.
Serve in a hand-me-down glass, if possible.

Ethnicity Pride

Let us start with the important:

Kidding aside.  I am Irish, Scottish, Welsh, German, Cherokee, Choctaw, and a wee bit of West African (ordered by percent, the last two are actually equal, so I base that order by my connection to it).  I used to hide my German side, because I have this Gypsy fetish, and well, Holocaust.  My dad is pure Gaelic mutt (Irish, Scottish, and Welsh), my mom is the rest plus some more Irish.  My parents made sure I was never ashamed of the Gaelic side, because those were what I would most likely get teased about, I have always been proud that the Roman army feared my ancestors, I have always been proud that it was Ireland that kept older writings from disappearing during the dark ages, we were knowledgeable and to be feared, and that is awesome.

I look super white except when tanned, then I look like a redheaded Cherokee.  When I was studying Anthropology I had more than one prof use me as proof that giving a quick guess may not always work when dealing with ethnicity (they always checked with me first, and while the first time was very awkward for me, the fact that my fellow students were able to figure out so little I was almost excited to help twice more).

And now for a quick thing, you may have noticed I did not say race, I have good reason for that.  Race means breed, as in different species, ethnicity and race are not the same thing.  I would try describing it more, but Edward James Olmos put it better than I could, at least not without just quoting him.

I wish everyone was capable of being proud of their ancestry, but so many people have been told that their 'race' makes them less.  Africa had great houses of learning.  The Middle East is were we get our numbering system.  India gave us writing.  Japan gave us this thing called being clean (they actually did a shit ton more, but thanks to the cold medicine incident:  "Why was the plague never an issue in Japan?" to which I nearly shouted "They took baths", and as I like to make fun of myself ...).  Everyone should be proud of where they come from , there is no one that comes from a background that should be treated badly.  Any line that survives a few hundred thousand years deserves some respect, even if that is all they have done.

If you think homosexuality is an unnatural condition, I cannot agree wit...

God created nothing impure, God created peoples sexual orientation, therefore ...

Science

My niece is in beauty school, she needs models for a million and one things.  She asked if I would be a hair cut (it looks adorable), and now if I will be her perm model (in like 2 months).  The perm got me thinking about all the chemicals I use.  She is at Aveda which is pretty good about natural, but still my hair dye plus perm is lots of chemicals.  I ended up deciding to switch to henna dye, and now looking at what is the best way to gets super curls.  The thing is I like to do research about things, I do not just decide that A is better than B, I look study it, I use my own brain.

When I tell people I research before I do it I feel like they fail to understand what I do.

Stop

Gamer time


Or geek time, cause that last one, more geek than gamer, cause well, not gamer there ...

Good Christians do not hate

Good Christians are good people, the percentage of good people in Christianity is no where near 100%.  Good people are not always Christian, I would say the majority of good people are not Christian.

Good Christians on gays.  Hating is stupid, and wasteful.  I know love and kindness are newfangled thoughts and all, no wait, they are old, they are in our genes, hating someone because of the way God made them is against what it says in the bible.  God says nothing he makes in dirty or profane, but you think you know better than God.

Stupid Christians on race.  Deciding where someone can or cannot be in a church based on skin colour?  Really?  Come on guys.  I have had issues with the AME church my parents are in because I commonly feel like I am either a spot of fascination or a point of contention.  It is really frustrating when both happen at once; 'look at the white girl in the choir, she almost seems like she actually knows the music', of course I can sing with them, I have the sheet music memorized, I have the skills, I have the knowledge, why should I not be able to sing with the rest of them?  Only whites working the doors?  Making them seem homogeneous, who wants that anyway?

Anyway two things popping up right next to each other made me want to punch people.  BTW I would never argue that I am a good Christian, because I can be better.

Side note on Stupid Christians, actually I think reading that proves itself stupid, so no sidenote.