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The Crew, as we all referred to ourselves, were sitting at the corner table, as usual, in our favorite pseudo-dive techno pub. The beats here were mellow enough to talk over but you'd find yourself bobbing your head anyway, which was just the right balance for us. We ordered a pitcher of Brooklyn Fortified Ale and a huge plate of Poutine and Calamari.
"So Jay, what's the URL for that new dramedy feed you mentioned?"
"Oh it's a blip site, the username is topiarybobbleheads. Some of the shit on there is hilarious, especially the stuff they show after 8"
We were always looking for new sources of entertainment. In a world of nobodies, anybody could be a star for a little while. Andy Warhol was right, though maybe not quite the way he thought he would be.
"I'll check it out, but I'm usually WoWing around that time"
"It's cool, you could always archive it and watch in your downtime"
"Point."
"Hey guys, I'm thinking about changing my DRO" That was Billy. He was an FTM, old school, no bottom ret-con.
"Really, what's wrong with the Boomers?" Most of us were affiliated with the Boomers. DROs were like streetgangs and fraternities and governments all wrapped up in one. Affiliating with various DROs were what passed for politics these days.
"Well, I've been accepted into The Omega Society"
A huge rustling and murmuring arose from our little circle. Most of us were taken aback, but Jay, always a cool cucumber, spoke up first, saying what was on all our minds... "Isn't the OS a bit ... stuffy for you? I mean, they expect their members to dress up for public appearances and work at least 4 hours a day. That's a big change for a slack-ass technohippie like you..."
"Well, this qurrl I've been seeing got me an invitation, and I think it's time for me to move up in the world." Billy was dropping one bomb after another.
"A new Qurrlfriend huh? What's it like dating a qurrl?"
Billy leaned back, put his hands behind his head in a classic "I'm da man" pose and grinned widely. "Hehe... it's pretty damn awesome."
"So Jay, what's the URL for that new dramedy feed you mentioned?"
"Oh it's a blip site, the username is topiarybobbleheads. Some of the shit on there is hilarious, especially the stuff they show after 8"
We were always looking for new sources of entertainment. In a world of nobodies, anybody could be a star for a little while. Andy Warhol was right, though maybe not quite the way he thought he would be.
"I'll check it out, but I'm usually WoWing around that time"
"It's cool, you could always archive it and watch in your downtime"
"Point."
"Hey guys, I'm thinking about changing my DRO" That was Billy. He was an FTM, old school, no bottom ret-con.
"Really, what's wrong with the Boomers?" Most of us were affiliated with the Boomers. DROs were like streetgangs and fraternities and governments all wrapped up in one. Affiliating with various DROs were what passed for politics these days.
"Well, I've been accepted into The Omega Society"
A huge rustling and murmuring arose from our little circle. Most of us were taken aback, but Jay, always a cool cucumber, spoke up first, saying what was on all our minds... "Isn't the OS a bit ... stuffy for you? I mean, they expect their members to dress up for public appearances and work at least 4 hours a day. That's a big change for a slack-ass technohippie like you..."
"Well, this qurrl I've been seeing got me an invitation, and I think it's time for me to move up in the world." Billy was dropping one bomb after another.
"A new Qurrlfriend huh? What's it like dating a qurrl?"
Billy leaned back, put his hands behind his head in a classic "I'm da man" pose and grinned widely. "Hehe... it's pretty damn awesome."
