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I was at a bar with friends when I first caught a whiff of the impending shitstorm. We were having birthday drinks when someone reached out to tell me that my ex had written a screed about our relationship that had been posted to a forum I belong to. Slowly, horrifically, we discovered that he had posted it to several other popular forums (that had immediately nuked it) and created a Wordpress blog that was literally nothing but his 10,000-word rant about our failed relationship. Shortly after that, we found Wikipedia edits on my page that had altered my date of death to coincide with planned public appearances (or, in one case, simply “soon”).
“5 Things I Learned as the Internet’s Most Hated Person” by Zoe Quinn

cracked:

I was at a bar with friends when I first caught a whiff of the impending shitstorm. We were having birthday drinks when someone reached out to tell me that my ex had written a screed about our relationship that had been posted to a forum I belong to. Slowly, horrifically, we discovered that he had posted it to several other popular forums (that had immediately nuked it) and created a Wordpress blog that was literally nothing but his 10,000-word rant about our failed relationship. Shortly after that, we found Wikipedia edits on my page that had altered my date of death to coincide with planned public appearances (or, in one case, simply “soon”).

“5 Things I Learned as the Internet’s Most Hated Person” by Zoe Quinn

Paint with all the colors

Now is the time of year I tend to think more about color.  Living in the Midwest, we have some of the most spectacular changes I’ve ever seen.  It isn’t like California where everything is green well into October, turns to a dingy brown and then just falls off to leave bare, dead-looking trees.  Or Alaska that has brilliant fall colors for a week in late September before it’s gone again, giving way to the bitter Alaskan winter starting in late October or early November.  Not here.  Here the leaves start to display their amazing colors at the end of September and continue to hold that color until the first week of November, sometimes longer if it’s a particularly mild fall.

All around is filled with the vibrant greens, yellows, reds, oranges, and purples that we have come to associate with fall.  The changing leaves prompt us to change.  Out come the hoodies and cute boots; the scarves and sweaters.  Iced tea and lemonade are replaced with pumpkin spiced lattes and hot cocoa.  The summer birds fly away and the air is crisp and clean.  

These amazing colors help us usher in the best time of year.  A time for bonfires and s’mores; for walks in the woods to enjoy the color and the smells of fall; for spooky stories in the night; for horror movies and costume parties; for haunted houses and cemetery walks.  The colors of fall lend an air of eeriness to the world on the whole, giving everything the feeling of change.  Leaving the perfect backdrop for Halloween (both the holiday and the movie)

Rich hues of red and gold make everything seem so alive.  It’s strange to know that they take these colors because it’s all dying.  I think that strange duality is what I love so much about fall and the colors it brings.

Celebrate good times!

Birth and life and death and friendship.  Getting the job, promotion, or part that you really wanted.  Starting the next stage in life or closing the door on bad influences.  We, as humans, have created thousands of reasons to celebrate and thousands more ways to do it.  Somehow, in this world filled with hatred and disease and self-loathing, we have collectively said “Life is awesome anyway.  Let’s have an M-Fin’ party!!”  or “It’s Tuesday!  Time to get our groove on!”  I think it may be one of the best qualities of humanity.

It’s no surprise that today is the day I take (thanks to my super awesome friend, Chuck) to write about celebrations.  Today is the kind of day to think about them.  33 years ago, this world was blessed with an amazing, intelligent, caring, wonderful individual.  And I was born too. :-D

Birthdays seem to be a ready-made cause for celebration.  It’s like saying “I’m so awesome and the universe is so blessed with my existence that we should throw a party to honor the day I showed up!”  Slightly arrogant, I’ll give you that.  But it’s the one day a year that people across the board allow themselves that level of arrogance.  So I think it’s okay, healthy even, to give ourselves one day to acknowledge how awesome we are.  Especially for those people like me who do our best not to acknowledge it for the other 364 days of the year.  

While celebrating in some way seems almost universal, the way we celebrate varies greatly from culture to culture and even from person to person within the same culture.  A few don’t celebrate at all and a few make week long events of it.  Me?  I’m not doing too much.  Spend some time with the incredible people I call friends, with the amazing man I share my life with, and my wonderful family.  No big, extravagant parties for me, just the people I love the most.  That is the perfect way to celebrate that I could ever imagine.

That’s the thing about celebrations.  They are deeply personal.  From the reasons why to the way that we do it.  All are correct because all are the perfect expression of the individual who is celebrating.  It’s proclaiming to the world that there is something wonderful going on and it fills you with joy and happiness.

Even when the world is falling apart around you, there is always something worth celebrating.  That, I think, above all is the lesson of humanity.  Always look on the bright side of life.  Celebrate in adversity.

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Awww!!  Thank you!!

Of course! We still interesting in a small get together tonight? Maybe not ice cream because it’s cold as fuck, but something?

I don’t know.  Partially because we have the rule of one night per week out of the house on school nights and tomorrow is Face-Off.  But I quite like the idea of just hanging out and watching ridiculous movies for a couple of hours with ice cream or chocolate with salted caramel… mmmm.  Let me talk to Soli and see what he says.  :D