A Very Special ROFL Engagement

December 8, 2012 § 7 Comments

The very first image ever take of Chris and me, at the ROFLcon afterparty

The very first image ever taken of Chris and me, at the ROFLcon afterparty

Earlier today (wait no, it is the middle of the night/morning, I guess it was yesterday), Chris and I made our engagement public. We had planned on waiting to announce our decision (I do not believe in proposals) on January 1 because symbolism, but anyone who knows me knows I am one of the most impatient people in all of Christendom, and that I have a strange compulsion to beat my own deadlines. If I say something needs doing by December 1, for example, I will be turning that shit in during the first week of November. And if I need to have something written by the end of summer, by gum I will start outlining in May. This probably makes me annoying, but I don’t care. I probably think YOU are annoying, because you’re slow.

True to form, last night I decided I did not want to wait another three weeks for something that was already true in my heart, so Chris and I made with the text messages and phone calls and a merry time was had by all. At one point, someone mentioned that Chris and I first met at Portland’s ROFLcon summit, which got some other people talking. Were we the first engagement to come out of the ROFL series? Turns out that yes, we were, and will probably be the last, as the ROFL dynasty ended last spring. This is very funny to me, and isn’t something I’ve thought much about, but ultimately it is the stupid internet that brought Chris and me together. Really, every step in our relationship owes its existence to the internet. Before meeting at ROFLcon, we were already on the same Web Ecology listserv; our first interaction was me being snarky about something Chris had said about [REDACTED], and scaring him. When we were properly introduced in Portland, his eyes got all wide because I was that girl, which wasn’t something I was used to. But it wasn’t until the second day that we really clicked — Chris came and sat next to me during Biella Coleman’s breakout session on Anonymous, and that was pretty much that. After ROFLcon, Chris returned to New York City and I returned to Eugene and we proceeded to break Skyping records, due to our discovery that WE COULD WATCH TELEVISION TOGETHER, on the computer. Then once Chris moved out to Eugene last March, by which point I had fallen into the pit of manic depression known as a PhD dissertation, he helped me fact-check and read draft after draft after draft and is one of only maybe a half handful of people whose knowledge on the subject met and sometimes even surpassed my own. And he was nice to me through all of it.

So, internet, thank you — I take back everything mean I’ve ever said about you. Well almost everything. I have my standards.

Our engagement photo, of sorts

Our engagement photo, of sorts

Adventures in Aca-Meme-ia ROFLcon III Panel

May 12, 2012 § Leave a comment

Good times.

You Have No Idea How How Apt It Is

May 9, 2012 § 1 Comment

This Time It’s Doctoral

For the last few days I’ve been toiling away in the dissertation mines and buzzing with visions of sugar plum ROFLfairies. Those two things are not mutually-exclusive. I have however kept relatively quiet on the latter, as these few final steps are crunching my brainbones & essentially amount to a dissertation reenactment of The Human Centipede. Perhaps it’s a testament to what happens when your brain is on trolls for four years (the new bathsalts?), but after my advisor told me I needed to create more links between chapters, my first thought was OH! YOU MEAN LIKE ASS TO MOUTH! I CAN DO THAT. I wish I were kidding. No I don’t.

More actual writing soon, I have much to say — Andy Baio wrote a cool thing over at Wired and want to add my seventy cents. But. THE CENTIPEDE calls, for now.


May 6, 2012 § Leave a comment


Good god, this weekend. I’m in the airport waiting to fly back to normalish, grasping for something to say about the last 48 hours. I suspect I’ll need a few days to digest. And by “digest,” I mean “revise my conclusion.” Well not really revise, more like augment. Lots of new evidence, both explicit (i.e. stuff people were actually arguing on panels and in the clogged hallways) and implicit (i.e. stuff people weren’t outright addressing but were enacting). Everything in my bag with a blank surface is now covered in notes, and I have a seventy-five page long rambling notes-to-self prose poem email containing gems like the following, taken from moot’s solo panel:

{leaving)we’re losing ……. the stories. being stripped of that richness.”
memes the instruments by which we would play music
fear we’re losing our song
so keep playing your music………
am i just an old young guy

the kids are finding new creepy things
“this is like a support group”
as an old guy, i’ve heard it all before
niche mainstream, old eople get mad, finds a way to break out and become niche again. we’re in that process, in the middle of that cycle.
the new thing will be here in a few years
On that note, more soon.

ROFLcontinued Part I

May 4, 2012 § Leave a comment


Livestream here.

Global Lulzes

Memes in China! Brazil! Syria! I can’t even type through these because I’m learning. An Xiao Mia. Political memes. “Street art of the social web.” Participatory culture leading very slowly to …. aw fuck this is too awesome. Grass Mud Horse. I can’t even. Bia Granja! Brazil! YouPIX, 6,000+ people. Shows a video of moot dancing. Yes, with the laughter. Explanation of media setup, relationship to meme generation. Social media was the key. Nipples boy. New Rule 34, it’s the video is viral there is funk of it. Motherfucker fucker, I’m awesome. Sou foda. Ah, THAT’S what he was dancing to. The importance of fun. Anas Qtiesh, Syria. Weird role of humor in political activism. Memes help break fear in governments. No revolution is complete without rage comics.


From Micro-Fame to Nano-Fame

UNITING HUMANITY UNDER THE RAINBOW, because we’re all different colors.

The guy who made Me Gusta is talking about a sort of dissociative relationship with his drawring. And says it belongs to the internet, not him, so is like, meh I wasn’t going to commoditize that shit. Isn’t mine anymore.

ROFLhighlights, as told through sentence fragments

May 4, 2012 § Leave a comment


I’ll be updating with UPDATES probably spread over a few posts per day. i.e. short posts will become longer posts, as things worth mentioning are mentioned.

Zittrain Keynote: ROFLpeople? This tribe. This phenomenon. What is it? Am I one? Maybe sort of. But when I was a kid, COMPUTERS. Other embarrassing things. Nerds and their connection to memes. That lone wolf, the out group, MEMES. They’re bad, and we’re good. Here’s to us being good. This zone as a space of retreat, separation. But with the shit we do, there’s real life. Relating to these things. Establishing connection to the world via memeshit. Thanks, Know Your Meme! FFFFFFUUUUUUU- shirts, Hot Topic. People don’t like it when you try too hard. Unstaged is what makes a meme. A wonderful moment. Authenticity, a real person implicated in the meme. Inadvertant success. Winning the internet lottery! This is good? Y/N. William Tecumseh Sherman! Respecting robots.txt. I prefer it not be accessible through search engines. Case studies: Star Wars Kid, Privileged Denying Dude. Bizarre laws of physics — when you volunteer yourself up, especially for profit or #winning, you fail. Tide goes in, tide goes out. You can’t explain that. Thanks to burgeoning political awareness, ok to make memes based on THE WORLD. You can explain that. There are other avenues for expression that have been made fluid by the phenomenon of the internet meme. “Can’t send attachments in outlook, bans the internet.” Wow this backdrop. Is that talking about HPV? Dead cells make no tumors. Cancerous mutations. But seriously, let’s talk about Anon’s support of Wikileaks. Are people doing this because they’re serious? Or clearly ironic. YES. LOIC. Charging lasers. Ghost Busters, serious but flipping people off as they did what they did. HBGary, Anon strikes back. DID YOU THINK THE BEES WOULD NOT DEFEND IT? I don’t even understand, but it’s funny. Memes extending out to realm of action. Performance art? Or real conflict. FUN TILL IT GOT SERIOUS. Downfall videos about Hitler, about memes? Um. Memes can be a powerful force, brings serious down to earth. As soon as it involves politics, an ethical dilemma, there’s an element of permanence…….harder to just have fun. I don’t know? The Menudo question, aging out. What will happen with the new class? Putting away childish things. Hmm. Irony? Counterculture, against the unfunny cynicism of our mainstream institutions. Reactionary. I love how Patrick Stewart is like, “What the Fuck?”

Well Then.

May 4, 2012 § Leave a comment

Choose your own ROFLcon

I’m sitting in a lecture hall at MIT waiting for Jonathan Zittrain’s keynote. The room is packed, I can hear echoes of that goddamn Rickroll kid out in the hallway (dude that wasn’t funny in 2010), and am trying to make sense of the ROFLteam’s goodbye announcement. This will probably be the most important thing that happens all weekend. More to come.

See post title.

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