Boudica XX

It’s our 20th Wedding Anniversary today, one year from now. I’m hiding it here so my wife will have to find it and none of you will know it’s here except by accident.

By accident or hints. You know. I’m proud of having been married to this force of nature for 20 years. In honor of the occasion I’m using software that won’t be available for another year to show off three different multimedia portraits of a soulmate I first met 45 years ago. She made a crucial step change in my life then, and has done it again since we found each other again a little more than 20 years ago.

I’m not going to waste any more time and space with words. She hates reading the fine print I’m stuck with on this website.

First, a tribute to our favorite wedding photo, leaving me out of it to make her the star she is:




This next part was really fun and almost made me believe there’s some intelligence in AI after all. I tried out an app that adapts a provided image into a different visual context. Multiple trials carried over the smile from the pic above when I didn’t want it to. I wanted it to be detectably her. Just two of the many options got her expression right. Here’s the first of those, the diminutive woman who has managed to live with the unlivable one and share the joys of life with dogs and cats and even some very good people I met through her. The kind of woman you marry and vow willingly to love for the rest of your lives and after.




Then there’s the other one. The fearless fighter and indomitable partner in all things. She’s 5’0” tall, and I’ve seen her reduce big men to rubble with a look. She has a mouth on her too, with German and Russian epithets to augment the New Jersey ones. My own red-haired Irish Boudica, my inspiration for Alice Hate.




That’s all for now. Happy Anniversary, sweetheart.



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