When I named the strip, I was thinking about how Athena burst from her father's head - considering the bedevilments we had proposed in the strip. As I woke, I feared that there was a vibrator company called Athena and I was Goddamn right. You know how you can have a party where you sell candles or something to your friends? Right. This is like that, except it's for things you… things you put. Things that are and can be put in, like… Anyway, they have different things. For a place.

Frank speech regarding these realms eludes me. Men are supposed to have a penchant for coarse, "direct" communication, but my entire praxis is to ornament language, to drape it in fine, silken brocades, until it's impossible to recognize the shape of the idea. This subterfuge never shields me from the ramifications, alas; generally, whatever I am trying to hide is drawn into sharp relief. It's not… That's not a good skill. Like, to have.

I have occasionally been allowed into women's confidence, and… you know how one of the methods of making a canoe is to burn one side of the log and just scoop the canoe out of the tree entire? That's what happened to me and my body. I had a super cool friend who got in way early to one of those romantasy microfiction apps, she was writing these ongoing vampire stories, and I was happy to see her at PAX - she was down near the elevators in what was then the main building. Another friend of hers joined the conversation, and I could tell that a pause had been inserted in the proceedings as a result of my presence as the topic veered toward intimacy. I certainly didn't want to be responsible for any of that. But as I was planning my escape, my friend made almost imperceptible (to me, anyway) movements of the head and eye that indicated that… I wonder about this a lot, exactly what license I had been granted. All I know is that a firehose of the most detailed, practical, and useful information I have ever heard about sex filled the entire volume of the space until I was crushed by it; killed.

Gabe is almost done with Pragmata, and I haven't started, which is about how these things go. I've been playing something else I'll go into on Wednesday. It's really started to infect my language; I can read a few of the lines in this post and already discern that I'm going to need brain surgery.

(CW)TB out.