Total Eclipse Of The…

Alamo Drafthouse has been one of the best things in Austin to me, always. I have been to movies, Spike and Mike’s Sick and Twisted Animation, and Mr. Sinus Theatre. I have seen that thing where they get everyone drunk and have them make a movie. I have been to events that sell out weeks in advance.

But nothing, nothing has me prepared for this evening. Having friends that are (deal with it) older than me, and that remember EVERY song of the 80s, I can see why we are all going to the 80s power ballads sing along downtown tonight. I’m not sure anyone even plans to get up and actually do any singing, which is kind of part of the fun. I also mentioned that I’d be willing to go in costume, as I figured this would be de rigueur, only to be laughed at.

I’m not sure about all this. I’ve heard that sometimes the karaoke works, sometimes it doesn’t. We’ll see. Considering I’m not planning to participate – I don’t think I know any of the songs by heart, only bits and pieces, I will content myself with the photographing – is that allowed? – and note taking to provide you all with a detailed commentary.

stuck in the 80s


Marketing Secrets Revealed By Lotion

MK and I have a favorite argument at about 1:30am. I’ll be spaced out on the couch watching an infomercial, for some big thing that you sit in or on or by, or just light and put on the counter, that makes you skinny. I will say something like, “I need that. That looks serious. Or, maybe I could invent something like that but smaller and get rich.”

MK launches into a TIRADE. It doesn’t matter that I was half asleep and not serious, the fact that my thoughts escaped my lips gives him permission.

HE is the expert on the fact that if ANYTHING, EVER, worked, than we would all know about it and everyone in the world would have one. Like a broom. Well, does everyone have a broom? Um, like a toilet. Everyone would use some version of that thing that worked. So none of it is any good, or we’d know about it. We’re Americans. With computers.

Last night, I thought about this as I watched the one for the ab blaster chair or whatever it was called. Right before I could pick up the phone MK kicked me out to make him dinner. At the store, I saw that Jergens tanning lotion.

This is my rebuttal to MK: I can’t tell you how many people I had to tell about this stuff. I bought it for snippy for her birthday. I heard about it from a friend. But I have never ever ever seen any testimony otherwise that it is perfect, which it is. No blogs, no Us Weekly reports, no CBS Evening News Headlines.

So, like always, wife:1, MK:0. And, come on over and try some Leptotrimspamax with me whenever.

*Jergens in no way endorses somegosoftly *

Missing: Social Skills

Running in to people that you knew from a former life is depressing. Makes you realize what you lose.

So, I knew a lot of people when I had a job. Now that I don’t even leave the house unless we’re out of milk, of course I see someone I know at the grocery store.

Old me: Hey, good to see you, how’s the world treating you? Good, good. You know, I’m swamped, yeah. (more pleasant friendly small talk). Sure, let’s do lunch next week! Take Care!

What I just did: Um, oh! Hey! Um, been a while, yeah. So… (awkward pause) I saw this person that you know a while ago. Oh, I thought you knew them, never mind. Lunch? Well, it’s not like I have anything better to do.


That last sentence right there was the killer. Oh, and I said it word for word. Sealed the deal of me realizing that I have LOST the ability to be nice to acquaintances now that I barely see more than two people on a regular basis. Who says that? Color me embarrassed.

Everybody Loves Bloggers

AP Press Story from

WASHINGTON – Shortly after her swearing-in as the first female House speaker, Rep. Nancy Pelosi (news, bio, voting record) took time to field questions from a few dozen Internet bloggers on a conference call that was off limits to mainstream media.Last week, Pelosi’s aides arranged for bloggers to question two Democratic House leaders on another conference call shortly before President Bush‘s State of the Union speech.

Pelosi also hired a full-time staff member this month dedicated to blogger outreach, and is making plans to launch a blog of her own. The day she was sworn in, bloggers were given special accommodations at the Capitol to cover the event, and fed lunch.

It’s all evidence of the newfound attention bloggers from left-leaning Web sites are commanding on Democratic-run Capitol Hill, especially from the new speaker, a San Franciscan with an appreciation for the power of the Internet and grass-roots activism.

Schooled by evidence of what Internet-driven politics can accomplish — from fueling
Howard Dean‘s presidential campaign in 2004 to propelling Ned Lamont to victory over Joseph Lieberman (news, bio, voting record) in Connecticut’s Democratic Senate primary last year — Pelosi and other politicians have realized bloggers are too important to ignore.

“They’ve gone from an initial writing blogs off, then moving to skepticism, then moving to, ‘OK, maybe we can find a way of working with these guys,'” said John Aravosis, who runs

“It’s a power base and it’s influential and it’s an opportunity. And you know what? It exists,” Aravosis added.

“It should only scare you if you’re on their bad side.”

Blogs also are a way for Pelosi and others to communicate directly with a politically engaged audience, without filtering by traditional media. She promoted the Democrats’ agenda for their first 100 legislative hours in a posting on

Democrats, in turn, credit bloggers with helping marshal successful opposition to President Bush’s 2005 plan to overhaul Social Securityby adding private accounts, a fight Pelosi led.

“It’s a mistake to think that these people just sit behind their machines and don’t do anything other than talk to each other and send money,” said Joe Trippi, who managed Howard Dean’s Internet-driven campaign. “These people are very active in their precincts, in their communities.”

Friendly bloggers can help defuse attacks. Liberal bloggers rose to Pelosi’s defense when she was criticized after the November election for employing nonunion workers at her vineyard. trumpeted Pelosi’s side of the story: Growers are prohibited by law from meddling in union contract issues before workers vote to organize.

Republicans are stepping up their involvement with blogs as well, and Pelosi’s aides are planning new media training sessions for Democratic lawmakers and aides partly to expand use of blogs — one more sign that Congress’ presence in the blogosphere will only grow.

“The speaker will be blogging,” promised Karina Newton, Pelosi’s director of new media.

“She understands the power that the netroots have.”


Sorry, doesn’t sway me. I’m sticking to my convictions.

reps vs dems ladies

My Bar

When (okay, if) I have a bar, and it’s going to shut down, and it’s the last night of the bar, and you come to celebrate the closing, well – it will be a lot more fun that it was at Tambaleo last night.

Not to knock the birthday girl, who is currently calling Lindsey Lohan to try and find a good rehab clinic… not that she drank a lot, just that she fell a lot…but the bar ended up not being as excited as I’d hoped. I envisioned some streamers, some cheap drinks, some funny music and some toasts. Maybe even sharpies to destroy the place and write goodbye messages on the walls. That seems in order to me. But then again, I am known for knowing how to throw a party. Whatever.

Snippy and co. had a great time, and that’s all that matters. There wasn’t any drama, everyone made it home, and of course I cooked at 3am, which is what I do best.

I’m glad we are done with birthdays for a while.

We’ve Got Pictures!

So I’m finished updating the blog about our New Zealand trip, I hope you all enjoy the photos and the little bits of our story. You can click the link at the top of the home page for the day by day posts. MK took over 1800 pictures, a few too many to get up here! I picked what I thought were the best to give you an idea of just how beautiful it was.

We were so lucky to have gotten the chance to go, and to have taken our time and seen so much.


How’s That Book?

Well, to update those of you that were wondering about that book I made this big deal about for 30 days…

I finished it, as far as that contest goes. And I even let my mom read it. This might come as a surprise to you, but she was very supportive.

So, all that’s left now, is to edit. Edit really means write nearly 50% more book, considering the 50,000 word minimum would make for a pretty short book. Now. I just need to open it. I was going to, I swear. I even thought about it on my trip.

Here’s the thing: I’m a chicken. As long as it sits in that file, it’s a good book. It’s a book that might be published some day. I hardly remember if I butchered anything for the sake of getting it done. And mom’s too nice to let me know…I’ve never been much of an editor – I over-edit. So, I might tear it all up. Then what would I do? I’m doing what any normal person would do: procrastinating.

It’s not even like I have anything better to do. But it’s just sitting there. I’m really hoping to get up the nerve to get to work on it soon, so, I’ll keep you posted. Feel free to give me a hard time (or a beer) to get me going.


Happy Birthday!!

So I know it’s been a little crazy over here at somegosoftly, but there’s been so much going on!!

It’s been a lot of fun reliving my trip through the little posts about it. To be sure, there’s so much more that there aren’t words for, everything was so beautiful and life changing. There’s not enough room for all the pictures, MK took 1800!! I should be caught up in a day or two…

The trip really inspired me to be more positive and a better listener. It was funny to come home so anxious to tell everyone about the trip, but instead to let them go on and on about what I missed in their lives while I was away. Maybe it was good timing for a decision like that.

It was great to get home in one piece, and we made it literally 30 minutes before there was ice on the roads. We got home and bought the last gallon of milk and bag of pasta (seriously) in the store and rushed home. It gave us a chance to recuperate before having to do anything, us being trapped at home for two days.

I was close to a nervous breakdown about how I couldn’t go out on my birthday without getting my hair and nails done, but thankfully it defrosted Thursday – just in time! – and I got “done up”. Thursday I ended up going out with WB and Snippy, et al. We went to a silly bar downtown but had a pretty good time.

So Friday was the big birthday, and I didn’t feel like doing anything, so I didn’t. That was kind of nice. KE and KE brought me to Sherlock’s, which was the perfect place to be on a birthday where you feel a little old for the first time, we were the youngest ones there. Snippy met us up and we laughed at the band and the dancers, and, well, everything. I ended up having a good time.

Saturday I couldn’t figure out what to do but KD suggested Vivo, a great choice. There were about 10 of us that then met up with some other friends at Whisky Bar. It was actually one of my best birthdays.

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The Last Day

San Fran was freezing when we got in. We showered up, and hey, in true hard core fashion, took the BART from the airport back into town and went to a bar with the Ryans. It was as though the month hadn’t hardly passed at all. We told them about the trip, and got to the bar just in time to see the Pats game. The bar we went to must have been owned by a Boston transplant, it was like being back home.

The bar also might be the coolest, as it was Sunday. You order a Bloody Mary, and they hand you a little vodka in a big glass. Huh? The bartender pointed me to the end of the bar. It was a MAKE YOUR OWN BLOODY MARY station. Yes!!

san fran at night

All the good stuff: olives, celery, tomato juice, Tabasco, horseradish, celery salt, pepper, etc. etc. etc. Best idea. Ever.

And the Pats won, just barely, and we had some food and some good times. It was a fantastic end to a wonderful trip. We were ready to get back to Austin.