#vpache

[kevin-for-what-ails-ya]

vpache replied to your post “I’m kind of in the mood to forgive everybody. Sore feelings are...”

See, this is why our interview should have aired, you're MUCH nicer than I am.

I eventually come around in almost all cases.

[kevin-for-what-ails-ya]

My interview with Val Pace of @vpache and @pachewrites went well last week, but unfortunately the tech side of things is not good. The video quality is deplorable. I don’t know if this is a webcam or a Google Hangout problem, but everything looks like crap and it lags and the sound is not synced and the view switches back and forth at weird times, so I am totally not using it. What this means is that IntervieWednesdays are on hold until I can figure out this tech business.

In the meantime, check out Val’s blogs!

[kevin-for-what-ails-ya]

vpache Heyyyy, the white asshole garden's where I come from!

[bdgarp]

more than names

Whenever I think how horrible the internet is, which is often, I’m reminded of how wonderful it is too, because of the people who are on it. I’ve even met some of them, people like Adam, Val, Nancy and even Jim Bosha, among others too many to mention here. They are more than just names and pretty faces. They are people with real lives, and their lives have touched me in different ways. So last night when I said you guys had a lot of problems, please know that I was kidding.

Five years ago, I wasn’t yet on tumblr, only on twitter. I didn’t know anyone. I was basically just saying stuff, mostly nonsense, just like today and probably always. Then one day I decided that I would open myself to the internet and actually meet some people I was reading. I went to a couple of tweetups in New York and in Chicago. When I met Nancy in Chicago, I couldn’t believe how pretty she was. She took my hand and led me around the bar. She introduced me to a lot of people I didn’t know or care about. It was awesome. She made me feel welcome and I really appreciated it, especially since she ignored me in New York. That’s where I met Adam. I remember Shari V. saying I had to meet “jusky.”  She took me to his table, and much to my surprise he got up and hugged me. I could really feel it. He was totally genuine. And that’s when I knew we were brothers.  I also met “thebosha” there too, who was completely different than I imagined. Jim was very warm and kind, and when he shook my hand, I realized he wasn’t going to murder me or yell at me about something. It was such a relief, I can’t even tell you. And of course, last year I met Val when she came to D.C., but I’ve known her for much longer from tumblr and maybe twitter also, I can’t remember. I don’t know what it is about Valerie. Maybe it’s because she lives in the Northwest where my kids are that makes her feel like home to me. She’s one of the most beautiful souls I’ve ever met. I always feel her heart, and I smile whenever I know she’s read something that I’ve written. There are many other people on the internet as well as in real life whom I love and who have touched me in many ways. I guess what I’m saying is when we hear so much bad stuff in the world, sometimes it’s easy to think that’s all there is.

[kevin-for-what-ails-ya]

vpache replied to your post: I’d like to thank a handful of Tumblr ...

I unfollowed a few myself.

You have to.

"Ooooooohhhhh, that's the way you think, huh?"

Sayonara, chicken fry.

UNFOLLOWED.

[kevin-for-what-ails-ya]

vpache replied to your post: If I check out a man’s profile, and a ...

Except for me…I run a shade less delightful sometimes.

As a woman, you are of course crazy, but that's just one of the whirlwind of delights of being friends with women. What good's gonna come out of being friends with a dude? What, he'll let you watch his TV? Big whoop.

[kevin-for-what-ails-ya]

vpache replied to your post “I just deleted every mention of my Kik handle on my blog (and boy, a...”

You mercurial rogue.

The mercurial rogue looked up in the middle of working the ornate lock upon the great treasure chest. His fellow party members loomed over his work, eyes gleaming in anticipation of forthcoming riches. He gazed far off into the gloom of the surrounding dungeon. A terrible thought had occurred to him.

"Guys," he said. "I'm just not into this any more."

[kevin-for-what-ails-ya]

vpache replied to your post: I stopped being infatuated with Jennif...

You eventually stop crushing on everything.

My crush on Olivia Wilde is still going strong, and she's not even on television regularly to remind me how beautiful she is. She was even in a crappy Tron movie and it's still chuggin along.