Meh, my photo is up, the things I talk about tend to be pretty much the same all over the internet, and my writing style has been labeled "unique" by some. So while I won't give out first and last to just any ol' website (got 'em on Facebook though so the folks -- all two of 'em -- from here who are friends with me there do know), I should probably introduce myself properly:

Hello, I'm Karen, also known variously as Ana.

That second name is my most frequently-used pen name as a writer and on non-dating-site message boards, and is the name of my persona in the Society for Creative Anachronism (a medieval historical recreation organization).

Wait... I thought we were talking "obscure" and "forgotten"...?

What about Jean-Luc Ponty?

A blast from the past...

Still working my way through Gore Vidal's "Creation", but now I'm also re-reading "Michaelmas" by Algis Budrys.

You'll be waiting a LONG time.




I'm allergic to tequila.

Princess, lots of birthday wishes to you!

I've had that. It's quite good!

Me, I'm torn between writing... and sleeping...

(I didn't even know he was on fire!)

Actually, this is an alphabetical game, so you should start your entry with the next letter of the alphabet. Care to try an entry beginning with the letter "N"?

Oh jeez, call centers in India.

Only reason I can understand them is because I dated a guy from India for a while back in my twenties and got used to listening to him and his roommates talk.

WTF did I do with that other earring?

Yeah, we have them in some states, especially the ones closest to Canada around the Great Lakes. Wish we had them here in Cleveland (and it's odd that we don't).

My gripe? Probably automated self-service systems on the phone lines for Every. Flippin'. Thing.

That's what he said. Well, they.

Pomposity or condescension. Alternatively, being so intensely quiet that I feel like I'm carrying the entire conversation.

Although I will say I've dated a couple of guys who were that quiet, and yet whose company I enjoyed enough to continue dating them. In both cases, when they DID open their mouths and say something, it was worth listening to. And while I'm admittedly a chatterbox and hated feeling like even more of one by comparison, both informed me repeatedly that they loved to listen because I was funny. So what seemed like an imbalance in one way actually balanced in others, I guess. *shrug*

Like I said, we had an existing friendship before sex entered the equation, and it was mutual. So it was all good for us, but I will admit we may well have been the exception to whatever is the rule. LOL


"Generation gap"? If your profile is correct, there's only a 4 or 5 year difference in our ages. My 49th birthday is next month. We're both late-cohort Baby Boomers.


For me they normally (and preferably) do too, but at the time I was both looking for an outlet, and also was young and still experimenting to figure out what worked for me and where my personal boundaries were. I'd become engaged quite young (19) to my first love/first sexual partner, and while I didn't marry him I was at this point only about 3 years or so past the end of that relationship and still trying to define myself in terms of me rather than in terms of the "us" I had been part of. I think this was part of that process for me.

Nope. Look up the definition of "religion" in any reputable dictionary, and you'll see that atheism doesn't fit.


No, atheists simply don't believe in the existence of a deity. Do you have to believe in not believing there is an invisible pink unicorn in your closet in order to not believe there is an invisible pink unicorn in your closet, or is simply disbelieving in the existence of said unicorn enough?


Organized? How are they organized? (Answer: They aren't.)


So what color is the wart on the end of your nose?

Bald is the state of having no hair. It isn't a color.

It IS a great idea!

Wow