Yeah, so, Margo and I talk about Louis CK on our latest episode of What a Creep.
There are some folks who think what Louis CK did isn’t that big of a deal. It is, and we talk about it. We also have a really good chat about the difference between punching up and punching down in comedy.
Oh, and, I get all ranty, so if you’re aching to hear Ranty Sonia, this is the episode for you.
We’ve got big plans for both podcasts in November. The Patreon page for What a Creep will go live soon. Plus, we’re celebrating season 5 (OMG!) in November with a theme: 90s in November. If you have a movie from the ’90s you’d love for us to dork out about, let us know on Twitter or send us an email at dorkingoutshow@gmail.com.
Yeah, so, let’s talk about creeeeeeps. We kicked off season 3 (!) of What a Creep, and this time we went a little old school. Margo tells me why Errol Flynn is a creep, and we decide that the Fox in the animated “Robin Hood” is the sexiest Robin Hood.
We’ve got a modern creep coming this week. I don’t want to reveal who is it now, but I’ll say that we’re going to have a really great conversation about punching up and punching down when it comes to standup comedy.
We’re celebrating season 5 (!) in November with a theme: 90s in November. If you have a movies from the 90s you’d love for us to dork out about, let us know on Twitter or send us an email at dorkingoutshow@gmail.com.
Yeah, so, yesterday my mighty, mighty good boy Calvin turned 8.
I am so in awe of Calvin. He is kind, smart, funny and honest. The world would be a better place if we had more Calvins in it.
Calvin has inspired me to look for the good in people; to be kinder; to try to understand other people’s challenges.
And he encourages me to apply that understanding to myself, too. My inner voice can be cruel. “You’re dumb. You’re fat. You’re failing.” But when Calvin looks at me, he doesn’t see that, and he reminds me that I’m not those things. And then I tell my inner bitch to STFU.
Calvin has also encouraged me to be more outspoken when I see something wrong. I’ve never been a very political person, but it’s because of Calvin, and my desire to make the world a better place for him, that I’m drunk dialing my representatives and donating money to organizations and candidates that fight for what’s right. I will never run for office, but I fight for what’s right in my own way.
Calvin has made me a better person.
OK, enough mushy stuff …
So, yeah, after years of ceiling fan obsession and repeated asking, Calvin finally got his very own ceiling fan!
For years, Calvin has been watching ceiling fan videos. I bet you didn’t know that was a thing. It is. There are hundreds, maybe thousands, of videos about fans and ceiling fans.
I suspect Calvin could install his own ceiling fan, but instead, Calvin picked out the fan and we paid for it. Then my parents paid for the installation. He’s SO HAPPY.
I filmed the entire installation, so if you’re really into that sort of thing, you can watch it here.
We had a small birthday party at Michelle and Dale’s new house to celebrate. And even though the weather wasn’t as warm as we hoped, that didn’t stop Calvin from swimming.
I don’t know if anything can top last year’s Muni bus cake, but this Bart cake from My Favorite Bite is pretty damn close. Maybe next year we will get a Caltrain cake …
Other things that happened at the party …
Calvin opened up all of his gifts without our knowledge, and after we told him he could get into the pool, he didn’t wait for his swimsuit. He just got naked and jumped in, which is so Calvin.
Big, super thanks to my sister Michelle and her man Dale for hosting Calvin’s birthday! You’re the best aunt and uncle Calvin could ask for.
I love the work, and the company seems to treat its employees really well. I’m learning a lot, and I’m enjoying being a part of a company that’s growing and has a brand voice that is fun and friendly. I think it’s a good fit.
I went to the company picnic, and I had fun. See?
In other news, I got bangs.
I have decided to grow up my pixie cut and try for a French bob. This bob is a little short now, but I know I’ll love it when it hits chin length. But now, I look like Annie Potts in “Ghostbusters 2,” which I’m totally fine with. And hey, it beats being bald.
Yeah, so, we decided to make a quick trip to Santa Cruz.
It is one of Calvin’s happy places. He likes to look at the Boardwalk, but he doesn’t want to ride the rides. We spend our time walking up and down the pier.
This time we met up with our friend Lisa and her daughter Sasha. We swam in their pool, and we took our dogs to the beach.
I don’t usually let Toby off leash. I’m super paranoid, because he ran away when we first go him, but I clearly don’t have anything to worry about now. He keeps his eyes on me wherever he goes.
Yeah, so, after 10 1/2 years, today is my last day at PsPrint/Deluxe. I’ll be starting at Zendesk in September as a UX content strategist, and I’m soooooo happy.
My life has changed so much since I first started at PsPrint. My mighty, mighty good man David and I had been together about 2 months at that point. Soon, we moved in together (my first-time living with a boyfriend even though I was in my 30s). I got breast cancer. I had a mastectomy on one side. We got married. We had a baby. I got breast cancer again. I had a mastectomy on the other side. I did chemotherapy. I came back to work and moved from the Oakland office to the San Francisco office.
And during that time, my job changed from managing the PsPrint Blog to being responsible for all the content on the website and launching all of their social channels. I wrote promotional emails and transactional emails. I wrote UX copy. I handled angry customers on social media. I produced videos. I hosted webinars.
I learned so much about content creation and, well, about myself during my time at PsPrint and Deluxe. I’m stronger than I thought, and I’m more confident now. And I met some truly awesome people. Today I’m saying goodbye to many of them as coworkers and hello to them as my friends.
So, yeah, you guys! I’m so freakin’ excited for my new role with a new team at a new company.
Yeah, so, most nights we eat dinner in the living room because we’re disgusting animals who hardly eat at the dinner table. Also, it’s usually the best temperature in the house: cooler when it’s hot outside, warm when it’s cold outside.
Anyway, one of the other reasons we don’t eat at the kitchen table is because my mighty, mighty good boy lines up all of his cars on the table. He’s got a very specific traffic jam on the table, and instead of removing the cars every night for dinner, we just leave them there. It’s not a big deal. He likes them there, and we like eating in the living room. It’s comfy.
However, we do remove the traffic jam for guests and parties. Last night a friend was coming over for dinner, so I asked Calvin to move the cars temporarily.
“There’s still room on the table to eat. We can leave them,” he negotiated.
“Nooooope. Let’s move the cars for just a little bit, and you can put them back after dinner.”
After a little back and forth, he reluctantly put them away but mentioned putting them back about – hmmm – every 3 minutes.
Eventually, he moved on to other things that evening, but guess what’s he was doing first thing this morning?
