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kyburgValentine's Day. It's Saturday, and I'll be up in Ops at AOD in San Francisco One. More. Time. (Seriously. I've been assured that this is IT, no more hotel, really really, we're going to move digs because this place is going to be a large hole this time near year. Con Boom.) Any con that has the rule posted 'Glomp Me And DIE' has to be good, right? (Go take a gander.)
*ahem* I'll have chocolate with me, and likely will have enough to share. I'm also bringing some cheap-ass elementary school classroom Valentines, will stick a chocolate heart on the back of them and hand out them out to 32 likely very bemused recipients, completely at random. (Like I ever knew the kids in my third grade class that well to decide whether or not I'd really WANT them to be a Valentine in the classic sense. We all did it - and I went home with over 30 valentines every year and LOVED IT.) Valentine's Day is best approached this way, I think.
You don't expect too much back, y'see. That's the key. Also - there's more than one way to go about enjoying the day, so don't just sit there and soak up the Jared kool-aid, thinking 'this is it, I don't have anyone' and open a vein. *slaps upside the head* Dumbass.
I sent my Mother a valentine every year. She sends me one. What is that, incest? $#@! off.
(And no, I'm not spending $82 to send my mother six cookies this year. Jeez. Time to roll my own.)
Need a gig? Have you checked with your local florists to see if they need help with deliveries on Saturday? Bet someone still does. Best day I ever took vacation for, and then earned an additional $220 with one year. I also got to smell all the roses I wanted to and didn't miss getting them myself. (That was the year Cliff was living with his mother because he wasn't safe at home alone, and I had to work. GOOD TIMES.) You got a heavy heart? Get your hands busy - you need a suggestion, I'm full of them.
Valentine's Day really isn't chocolate and flowers at our house, either. Jim really doesn't care for anything more than plan, simple, very milk chocolate with nothing else in it. Those florist red roses? Don't smell all that hot. And can we say BORING as well?
We don't do diamonds.
And if we want romance, there's every day of the year. That's kind of the point.
But Valentine's Day is special, oh very yes - because it's the day of whack.
Yes, folks. We're a couple of serious nerdy geeks and this is the day we work very hard to top the previous year's offering.
It all started when Jim gave me my first Valentine's Day gift. A copy of the South Park movie. I LOVED IT.
It was on. I had to top that - and I did. The next year, I found a copy of the Alien Voices radio play 'Spock vs. Q, II' - AND HE LOVED IT.
Hardly hearts and flowers.
I got him his glider flight one year. Another year, he gave me my mp3 player. It has to have the certain quirk of being the one thing that fits our interests, but also contain the flair of 'Oh my GHAD WTF is THIS?!' to get the job done.
I can't divulge what this year's offering is - but I'm pretty sure I've got the lock this year. *chuffs*
Doesn't involve hearts, flowers, chocolate, diamonds, teddy bears, satin, lace, whips, chains...*ahem* It just doesn't.
This is the tough gift-giving holiday, in our pantheon. Christmas, easy-peasy in comparison. Birthdays? Probably doesn't get as much effort.
Valentine's Day is hard work, around here. Gotta use your head. Plot. Scheme.
Jump out from behind corners.
We're going to get the V-Day stuff out of the way on Friday, though - cos' we're working a con, right?
You want chocolate, you know where to go.
*ahem* I'll have chocolate with me, and likely will have enough to share. I'm also bringing some cheap-ass elementary school classroom Valentines, will stick a chocolate heart on the back of them and hand out them out to 32 likely very bemused recipients, completely at random. (Like I ever knew the kids in my third grade class that well to decide whether or not I'd really WANT them to be a Valentine in the classic sense. We all did it - and I went home with over 30 valentines every year and LOVED IT.) Valentine's Day is best approached this way, I think.
You don't expect too much back, y'see. That's the key. Also - there's more than one way to go about enjoying the day, so don't just sit there and soak up the Jared kool-aid, thinking 'this is it, I don't have anyone' and open a vein. *slaps upside the head* Dumbass.
I sent my Mother a valentine every year. She sends me one. What is that, incest? $#@! off.
(And no, I'm not spending $82 to send my mother six cookies this year. Jeez. Time to roll my own.)
Need a gig? Have you checked with your local florists to see if they need help with deliveries on Saturday? Bet someone still does. Best day I ever took vacation for, and then earned an additional $220 with one year. I also got to smell all the roses I wanted to and didn't miss getting them myself. (That was the year Cliff was living with his mother because he wasn't safe at home alone, and I had to work. GOOD TIMES.) You got a heavy heart? Get your hands busy - you need a suggestion, I'm full of them.
Valentine's Day really isn't chocolate and flowers at our house, either. Jim really doesn't care for anything more than plan, simple, very milk chocolate with nothing else in it. Those florist red roses? Don't smell all that hot. And can we say BORING as well?
We don't do diamonds.
And if we want romance, there's every day of the year. That's kind of the point.
But Valentine's Day is special, oh very yes - because it's the day of whack.
Yes, folks. We're a couple of serious nerdy geeks and this is the day we work very hard to top the previous year's offering.
It all started when Jim gave me my first Valentine's Day gift. A copy of the South Park movie. I LOVED IT.
It was on. I had to top that - and I did. The next year, I found a copy of the Alien Voices radio play 'Spock vs. Q, II' - AND HE LOVED IT.
Hardly hearts and flowers.
I got him his glider flight one year. Another year, he gave me my mp3 player. It has to have the certain quirk of being the one thing that fits our interests, but also contain the flair of 'Oh my GHAD WTF is THIS?!' to get the job done.
I can't divulge what this year's offering is - but I'm pretty sure I've got the lock this year. *chuffs*
Doesn't involve hearts, flowers, chocolate, diamonds, teddy bears, satin, lace, whips, chains...*ahem* It just doesn't.
This is the tough gift-giving holiday, in our pantheon. Christmas, easy-peasy in comparison. Birthdays? Probably doesn't get as much effort.
Valentine's Day is hard work, around here. Gotta use your head. Plot. Scheme.
Jump out from behind corners.
We're going to get the V-Day stuff out of the way on Friday, though - cos' we're working a con, right?
You want chocolate, you know where to go.
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Date: 2009-02-11 11:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-11 11:35 pm (UTC)It was white, with pink and red lace, and hearts all over, and I just kind of stared at it and said "Oh. How. Um. Nice?"
Granted at the stage we were at 'relationshipwise', I'd probably have been weirded out over anything expensive in general. But I mean, if you're gonna spend $10 or so on me, and you actually KNOW what kind of person I am, the only stuffed toy involved would POSSIBLY be an anime plushie or a Cthulhu.
Sappy cutesy teddy bears, not so much. (The roses were nice, I have nothing against flowers, they look a lot better in the house than sappy stuffed things, and can later be used for potpourri or crafting possibly.)
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Date: 2009-02-12 01:57 am (UTC)Last year, however, he created this Valentine's Day surprise. The kicker was Valentine picture of the heart shaped mushroom cloud. So sweet and so
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Date: 2009-02-12 05:30 pm (UTC)If you see Richard Epcar at AOD, tell him Brett Weaver said hi. It's always good to see a jackass louder than me. (grin)
Watch out though... his wife is a little insane.
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Date: 2009-02-12 07:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-12 06:49 pm (UTC)I don't know what we will do to celebrate the day, but I know there will be laughter and smiles, and that's what I remember, more than jewelry or anything else. If the weather is nice, maybe we'll take the RootSnort to Yellow River Game Ranch and pet some recused deer.
ADDED: Also, our favorite thing to do with the South Park movie is to turn on the captions. It makes it just that much more outrageous.