"Freaking the 'danes": In fandom, the deliberate exhibition of extreme fannish behavior before "mundanes" (non-fans) for the specific purpose of eliciting incomprehension and social discomfort. (See: bear-baiting.)

With eight separate phone numbers registered to the two members of this household, it's not surprising that -- despite those numbers' presence on the National Do Not Call Registry -- we get more than our share of telephone solicitations. Most of the time, they're phishing scams telling us we can "lower your interest rates" if we give them our banking information immediately; the rest of the time, they're split between trying to get us to change our telephone, Internet, television, gas, and electricity providers.

Until yesterday.

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Mordent, or turn: in music, a grace of several short notes in tonic succession about the main tonal value.

Commenting on Amy Tenderich's Friday post discussing bloggers' viewpoints, I mentioned that the different types of diabetes blogs -- personal, technical, news, activist -- were like the various voices in a chorus, and that it is the counterpoint of different perspectives that presents the more complete view of how diabetes encompasses our lives (or how our lives encompass our diabetes). I had meant to pursue that line of thought here, but a key phrase in my draft -- "or like the instruments in an orchestra" -- set me off on a totally different tangent: if living with diabetes were a symphony, what would that symphony sound like?

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November, 2012

I stopped over at Six Until Me and found all the windows boarded up and the rooms were littered with squatters. Tumbleweeds bounced across the yard. "Kerri who?" they said when I asked of her whereabouts.

Things sure have changed since Halle Berry cured diabetes five years ago. The online diabetes community has become a ghost town of inactive blogs and non-updated web sites. Though it's absolutely amazing to have a cure, the blogosphere frankly doesn't know what do with itself. Some have just vanished, never to be seen again. Some are still out there, staring vacuously at Google search screens, not knowing where to go, like long-time prisoners released back into society. Others have had a harder time moving on and have resurfaced under new management. (READ MORE)