Day 51 — Corks
Project 365
I spent a portion of my weekend watching this thread on abortion unfold over at Nashville is Talking, where it started out being about Stacey Campfield’s kooky death-certificates-for-aborted-fetuses legislation that has gotten him craploads of press lately and ended up being yet another battle between the Lord’s Army and us wretched Babykillers. (Twisty takes on the Campfield hooplah here.) If you read the thread (and I’m daring you to; it’s 207 comments of pure flamewar…
And boy does he need his nails trimmed. Project 365
Rob Crow at the Hi-Tone March 12. Last time I was at the Hi-Tone, it was to see Pinback. And some seriously crazy shit went down and I thought Phil was going to have to choke a bitch (because a bitch tried to choke him). So let’s hope this show goes much better. I will bring an even bigger posse of emotional shoe-gazers with me if need be.
The Great Peanut Butter Recall of 2007 has left me largely unaffected, thanks to my lifelong devotion to Jif and my more recent devotion to not stuffing my piehole with peanut butter at all. However, my cubemate at work said he woke up the other day and saw the story on the news and just happened to check the jar of peanut butter in the pantry and sure enough it was stamped with the dreaded…
The good news: My corneas look much better than they did during my check-up last year, when my new optometrist told me I might ought to take my contacts out every now and again and, you known, clean them or something. The bad news: The optometry industry still has not developed a complimentary, disposable pair of sunglasses that won’t make people do double-takes as they pass you in the hall. Project 365
When John H visited Memphis back in December, he asked me what made me become a feminist. I said it came largely from growing up in a religious household where the man was, by virtue of his sex, the automatic leader of the family, and how that view of man at the absolute top was not only personally insulting, but also really impractical. Egalitarian relationships tend to make everyone more happy than those where sex/gender…
I know the Daily Mail isn’t a bastion of progressivism, but sometimes I’m still (naively) shocked when I click over there to read a news story and get to looking around at the place. Take their Femail section, for example. We have another model dying from symptoms of anorexia, the “war” raging in offices between the child-free and parents, celebrity sex tryst news, and a reality show starlet’s story about being beaten by her father.…
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