Ah the best laid intentions. I was going to climb Ben Nevis today for the first time. I was up at 5am, packed my bag, donned my hiking boots, opened the door to rain.
Its been three hours and the weather forecast still claims it’s dry outside. Ah well. There goes my good day of fitness. And productivity. I really shouldn’t have let my mum put the tv on. But tea and lounging is just an inescapable reality of being at home.
I’m thinking about drag queens. As you grow to know me and my ponderings, you will likely find that this is far from an uncommon thought. I happen to absolutely adore drag queens. My current thoughts, however, stem from two places (and I haven’t the foggiest which – I can rarely track the pathways of my incohesive thought process). Firstly, a new season of Ru Paul’s Drag Race has started. I can’t get my fill fast enough, so I’m deliberating between my position as a noble information professional and a Drag Race addict and contemplating seeking at ‘alternate’ means of watching All Stars (the only seasons I haven’t yet watched). The info professionals and morally righteous among you will be happy to note that I have risen above illegal online streaming and am instead watching Riverdale on Netflix…again.
Firstly, a new season of Ru Paul’s Drag Race has started. I can’t get my fill fast enough, so I’m deliberating between my position as a noble information professional and a Drag Race addict and contemplating seeking at ‘alternate’ means of watching All Stars (the only seasons I haven’t yet watched). The info professionals and morally righteous among you will be happy to note that I have risen above illegal online streaming and am instead watching Riverdale on Netflix…again.
Secondly, I am thinking about my metadata conference…also again. And likely for weeks to come. But more precisely, I am thinking about the presentation given by Nicola Osborne on Digital Footprints and how a collection of drag queens won the right to not have to list their legal names on Facebook. There are a million and one reasons why this is such a wonderful achievement (which succeeds even my capabilities as a writer and general person with a concentration spectrum).
So this evening, my cup of chamomile and spearmint is in honour of drag queens across the world. Stay Fabulous hun-ty!
Tea Stains and Notes in Margins 