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Horseback Gymnast Rachel Cox says, "hey guys- look at bennett madison's great new website, Universal Review! He reviews everything with his roommate and BFF Emily - people, TV, movies, products, music, etc.... I guest reviewed "The Restaurant" from NBC so please check it out! This is a bizarre, then funny, then disturbing FOX news fluff piece gang aft aglee. More from the great big March that hopefully will mean something: Shauna says, "whilst marching, i was struck by several things. first of all, drummers really do make the difference when everyone's sort of half-assed about the chanting. so thank you crustee japanese boy with the pans duct-taped to the spackle tub. also, humor is a fine thing. i particularly enjoyed the "sluts for choice." they seemed like a fun crowd. but most of all, i got really scared and upset at the fact that so many of these right-wing wackos don't get the point that protecting choice is not about mandating abortion. i listen to my mom tell me what women were pushed to when she was growing up (and this wasn't very long ago), and i think we can all agree that a 17-year-old hemorrhaging on a kitchen table is not a good middle ground. this could happen again. lastly, there should be more hairy dudes with slogans painted on their stomachs, like at football games. maybe for the gay marriage rally, matt?" 04.27.04 Stuff and things regarding the March: Wendy said, "i wish i had some time to put some thought into this, but i don't. I felt unified with other people yesterday in a way i don't usually feel. there didn't seem to be any self-centered, doing this to bring attention to oneself behavior anywhere around me. it's like everybody at once understood something very simple and just carried it through naturally." Carlota said, "So far, all the coverage I have seen or heard on the radio was disappointing. Everybody talks about thousands (!!) of protesters and they all want to give a 'balanced' account of the event, and therefore give the anti-abortion people as much air time. Really sad..." Brian E. alerted me to Karen Hughes equating pro-choicers and terrorists, via Wonkette: Hughes on Abortion Rights. "And, hey, for what it's worth, we totally see Hughes's point: If we let women have control over their reproductive systems, the terrorists have won. . . . No, wait. . ." She also links to Jon Stewart's bit on it last night. My pictures aren't good, and I didn't even get any of Matt, Shauna, or Wendy, alas, but here's what I got. Of special interest are Emilie and Sarah modeling the new "Feminists are hot...and bothered" t-shirts - motto by Sarah, screening by housemate Jill, on sale now at VIF, to benefit the conference.
04.26.04 Here is the Washington Post story: Women's Rally Draws Vast Crowd. Also, For Some Believers, a Cause Across Generations. Here is the Post's slideshow. And here is their Style section treatment: Body Politics Today's Feminist, It Turns Out, Looks Like a Lot of People -- Maybe a Million. If you have photos or anecdotes or links about the march, please send them my way. I want to post your stuff. katspank at hotmail.com. This is from Emily of Baltimore:
And this is from Cheryl:
04.23.04 That says FRIDAY! in a font called MapInfo Cartographic. It's pretty artsy, huh? Thanks. Blog news: Debs finally snares a guestblog: Our Country's Youth/Touching Lives, by one Heather Scott. Worth it just for the Prom Date shot of Heather and Deb's hubby Brian. Jill's new deadjournal, the no home-like place. Jill's new livejournal: NOISE: when silence isn't enough. Go Jill. Zulkey interviews E. Jean Caroll. The good Colonel Joe Kittinger was kind of an old blowhard. He looked like a walrus, and took many cheap shots at Democrats and war protesters. Any romance or awe attached to his derrings do were certainly attached by others. He's basically a lifelong military superstar who's always loved flying planes. When pressed he finally offered that upon reaching the upper stratosphere, and noting the immense blackness above him, he realized that Space is an extremely hostile environment to Man. The colonel spent several years developing and testing high-altitude escape systems for pilots. Due to WWII, jets had quickly jumped from 10,000 to 40,000 ft. altitudes, which greatly changed the requirements of escape equipment. Which leads me to the other interesting thing he said, which was that the space shuttles were the only experimental aircraft ever made without a means for the pilots to escape, and that the crew of the Columbia disaster would've had a chance if NASA had used the systems Kittinger and Col. John Paul Stapp had developed. Sunday: Our crew will meet on the steps of the Corcoran at 10:30 AM. Be there with your witty signage, silly t-shirt, vodka lemonade, and Towering Righteousness. 04.22.04 But, no matter how bad men are, we'd rather not render them obsolete.
But after that, and after I watch some men play basketball, it's all Girls! Girls! Girls! all weekend long. Speaking of Girls! Girls! Girls!, Amazon finally saw fit to send me Claire Zulkey's book, which I devoured last night in under an hour. Recommended. But order it from Powell's. And now, because I live only to entertain you, a photo collage of the dangers of Drinking and Riding. Starring Jill, Lauren, me, and Sally, driving.
04.21.04 This just in from City Paper cutie Ms. Shauna M: "thought you might like to see our pick for queercore. the theme of my section this week is (surprise!) lesbians. and would you look at that outstanding editing! what, you can't see it? yep, my job is pret-ty dern thankless..." 25 SUNDAY Oh yeah. And the March for Women's Lives. And much, much more. I'll write more later, must eat. Meantime, check out International Playgirl's Mix CD Contest! And, Underblog has reentered the blogoshpere: Underblog Strikes Again. And, Day 17 is up, and not without some angst. 04.20.04 But lo! The good steward hasn't just been sitting on his hands. He's been making a mixtape. Or at least, he wishes he has been. One might also assume he is busy assembling this month's Day 17. If one were impatient, which one has been accused of many, many times, one might also wish he would hurry up. One hates to wait. One also might wish that Brian hadn't claimed the Royal We. We wish we could steal it. But we know that would be noticed. So let's get back to what we do here at HK. I mean, I. I point you in the direction of shiny things, and you go look at them. When you're not too busy. Here's a shiny something, care of Jay, who specializes in sending me things that make me angry and/or sad. He adds, "Not that anyone needs evidence that men are swine (my apologies to swine)..." Naked sushi restaurant fined. I also passed the link onto Constance, who wrote:
Constance added, "i hate waiting too. you are always so timely!" Haha, Brian! What HK lacks in "We"-ness, it makes up for in PUNCTUALITY. Ok, more glittering, largely worthless objects from my inbox. Let's make a nest! Many Started Web Logs for Fun, but Bloggers Need Money, Too, care of Underblog. Thus it was that I spent a good three minutes yesterday describing my readership as "highly educated, left-leaning folk who buy lots and lots of expensive things." Look for BlogAds soon. I could make a dollar a day! 'If I were prime minister of India...' BBC News asks the Man on the Street. Interesting, and sad. From Jay again. Let's see, what else we got...oh yeah. If you're a sports fan, you know this, but many of you apparently had bad experiences in gym or recess or something, which seemingly caused a lifelong aversion to the Sporting World, so I probably have to tell you about this crazy case myself: NHL Player Busted In Gay Hit. That's the gay press's version. The mainstream press continues to run confusing articles about Danton's "acquaintance," with whom Danton lives and had an argument about his "promiscuity and alchohol use." Salon ran an interesting piece about the weird wordplay, at King Kaufman's Sports Daily. The agent blames the father, the father blames the agent, and now it gets even odder: was the agent the target of the hit? And if so, is the agent the loverboy? I'm so confused! Stay tuned! 04.19.04 Chris from The Avant Guard™ has linked to us, and his site is pretty great. Be sure to check out Booze clueS. Tonight at St. Ex: Allison Wolfe, aka Baby Donut, spinning for a Visions in Feminism benefit.
04.18.04 And another thing, yesterday's short short stories on The First Time were pretty good. Please peruse. Finally, thanks Mr. Hussey, pp, and Random for donating to the MS fund. You're all dolls. 04.16.04, Part II 04.16.04 1. a welder Last night Sally and I saw Kris Delmhorst, and Erin McKeown, and Bob, shortly after he'd emceed an event, at which his subtle and insightful impression of an autistic man was not greatly appreciated. What a night. I'm sorry I can't do more. This not being able to update at work super sucks. I hope you appreciate today's stories, and I hope you are writing today, about THE FIRST TIME. Thank you. And goodnight. 04.14.04 Just kidding. You're all winners. Especially those of you who wrote about lies, space, boredom, or who are about to write about this picture:
04.13.04 Have written a story about boredom. 04.12.04 04.11.04 Clearly, we're having difficulties of the meta- meta- post- post- variety. But one mustn't be selfish. One must think of the children. So instead of roaring off on my new Moto Guzzi, to live on the beach as is my Destiny, I've chosen to stay half-here, for now, and half up in my head, where I'll be doing some inner sunbathing and other necessary things, and meanwhile, hopefully, you'll join me in this week's project, which is to write a new short short story every day, on a topic of my selection, chosen from a little book I've got here called Fast Fiction, Creating Fiction in Five Minutes, by Roberta Allen. And then I'll post 'em, and then we'll have ourselves a more communal thing going on, leaving me a little quality time to work things out with me. Good. Thanks. Love, me. 04.08.04 hey roommates. take care.
http://www.usatoday.com/news/politicselections/state/texas/2004-04-06-cross-
dressing-photos_x.htm 04.07.04 Greetings from Day 4 in the sickbed! I'm beginning to wonder if I shall
ever recover. Meanwhile, I'm sure you've seen enough of that quiz and
those Gopher girls, cute as they are. Also, I'm lonely. Also, we're behind
on some announcements/congratulations.
So, UConn beat Tennessee last night, which was to be expected. I'm not up to complaining about ESPN's insulting, dumbed-down, cheesy pregame show. But I'll say this: after having had to listen to one of ESPN's own guys drag out that tired old argument about women's basketball - that guys don't watch it - not because they're "anti-woman" but because the basketball itself sucks - I'd like to point out that guys who say this are full of shit. People watch minor league baseball, the Senior PGA tour, men's college basketball, which is nowhere near the talent-level of the NBA. No, the problem is, most guys don't, and don't even try, to identify with women. Women are trained in this sort of empathy from the beginning, and that's why many women watch and enjoy men's sports. Not because they're the biggest, strongest, fastest athletes, but because we can relate on a human level to competitors. So, I wish guys who hate women's sports would just admit this very obvious truth. You're just not that into chicks. You respect men pretty much exclusively, women don't inspire you, fine. It's a common character flaw. Ok, Ranger Ted's been keeping me in photos while I've been sick, and here's one of them: "Cañon City, CO Klan members on Ferris wheel, April 26, 1926"
04.05.04 04.02.04 is Interactive Day. Lucky You! I got this idea from Test
Your Jean-Q. Heck's QuizTest your knowledge of Heck.Interactive item #2: Help Sallypants! "Subversive Crosstich (you may remember from a december edition of HK) is sending me work. Which one should I pick for the VIF art show?" Interactive item #3: Help Al Franken! "MoveOn's teaming up with Franken on a contest to find the stupidest or most clearly false (or preferably both) statement by a major right-wing figure or Bush administration official. Over the next week, any stupid or misleading comment you hear on the radio or see on TV is fair game as an entry. If your comment is selected by Al Franken as the winner, you'll receive a personalized and autographed copy of Al Franken's book "Lies and the Lying Liars that Tell Them," and you'll be recognized on-air. You can read the complete rules and submit as many quotes as you like at: http://www.moveon.org/franken/. But enough details. Here's Al:
04.01.04 Truisms of Bloggery, Part I
Have some web ort: Defense Policy Notes Found at Starbucks, Underblog. And the latest tract for kids, just in time for Easter, from everybody's favorite kooky creationist, Mr. Jack Chick: Apes, Lies and Ms. Henn. And, never forget the onion. And, some breaking news, Congress: Occupied Uterus Subject to Housing Code. Finally, is Air America going to be awesome or sucky? Listen for yourself. See you at St. Ex. Love. J. 03.31.04 Dream | Painted | Looking | PurpleTorus | Swimmers | The Sea | MAGICROBOT | Joel Fox
03.30.04 This just in from ms. caryn, "Candace Parker beats a field of male competitors that included at least two who could be playing in the NBA next season in a slam dunk contest preceding the McDonald's All-American Game." Women's Athletics Gets a Jump in Slam Dunk Contest (good eye, sportsfan!) A treat for language geeks: Transcript of yesterday's chat with Bill Walsh, author and Washington Post copy editor, "Here's your chance to talk about usage and grammar and punctuation and spelling and style and the things people write that drive you up a #$@#@#% wall!" RT, again. Back on the gay marriage front, Massachusetts vs. The UK. Liberal agitprop to follow, care of Deb D: DEFENDERS OF THE SANCTITY OF MARRIAGE From jacob: hi jennymiller.com.
here's a cartoon i drew. i think you'll like it, even though it's impossible
to read. jacob 03.29.04 So it is that I am always heartened by the achievements of others, like this awesome biker woman, Elena, who rides through the Chernobyl dead zone on her Kawasaki Ninja, exploring, taking pictures, philosophizing, and "to hit a red line on my bike's tacho and break this silence with roar of a wounded dinosaur and then to close throttle and listen how all those ghosts cursing 1100cc kawasaki engin." And so forth. Her essay/pictorial is 27 pages long, but I think you'll want to look at the whole thing. Thanks, Ranger Ted.
Also, here is a game I know you will enjoy. Until you exceed the allowed time limit and feel like a loser: MEOWMORY: THE KITTEN MEMORY GAME, care of Ms. Zulkey. I wish I could've wrestled in high school. What a cool sport. They're Holding Strong: More Female Wrestlers Going to the Mat Despite Mixed-Sex Issues (washingtonpost). And we are very pleased to report that Post columnist Sally Jenkins was named the top sports columnist in the nation for the second time in three years by the Associated Press Sports Editors. We love her. Usually. We certainly love her more than Wilbon. Speaking of Wilbon, who hates figure skating, there was some great men's figure skating on last night, and I saw the gayest little guy ever, American Johnny Weir, skate a beautiful long program. He got fifth, behind a macho dork from France, who skated in a Matrix-themed costume. We are still soliciting columns from you people. Please write Chairman Meow and tell her your great idea. Fame and fortune guaranteed. And while we're on the subject of fortune, Debcentral has some questions about it. Attention movie geeks: this is probably you. From CHUD, 100 MOVIES THAT DESERVE MORE LOVE. It's a guy-guy list, but it's cute. You know, we haven't visited our Modern Drunkard friends lately. So let's. My dad, James Miller, writes, "Here's some photos of some pretty pissed off working cats I shot at a third-rate traveling circus last night. Don't try this at home."
03.25.04 Hey! You with the giant head! Pre-Humans May Have Traded Killer Jaws for Bigger Brains. Some of my best friends are "degenate apes." Speaking of protohumans, AndyAin'tGotNoTeeth sent us a whimsical likeness of Bob. Congratulations to Hannah and Jonathan! They are reported to be with child. May little Elliott have a huge head. And thanks Zulkey for the traffic spike. Oh, and Lavar, quit your pouting, you big rich baby. 03.24.04 • Mandy's senior
photo shoot
Big shocker yesterday, as the Court and the Administration sided with insurance companies. "All the HMO said was, 'under the plan ... we don't have to pay for Vioxx, and if you want Vioxx buy it yourself,'" Justice Antonin Scalia said. "All you're talking about is money." Opines Deb Duncan, "That's right. It's all about money. Especially since Vioxx is roughly $3/tablet, and there are a lot of people who can't afford that... Even WITH that hefty ::coughcough:: tax cut. I guess it's easy for him to say, since he gets free duck hunting trips courtesy of the Vice President." MoveOn says: Click the link to reject Bush's credit -- and when you do, MoveOn Voter Fund will earn $1 in matching funds. And from Constance, March 19th Protest and Direct Action Photos 03.23.04 It's what the internet's all about. Politics are too upsetting to discuss,
lately. I don't know how my blogger-in-law BWA
maintains his somewhat nonpartisan and somewhat level-headed tone in the
face of all the hateful lying and whatnot. We're going to leave that stuff
to the many more capable and less sensitive bloggers for a while (wonkette,
50 minute hour, the
dust congress etc. etc. etc.). Meanwhile, more silly photos. But first,
a little this and that: Dispatches
From Girls Gone Wild, Slate, from Shauna who says, "the
punch line is: anthropology!" From Zulkey guest diarist Ellen Without further ado: Scrapbook II - New Orleans. Also, a page torn from a kids' magazine, sent to me by my sister. I Love Little Pussy. And at right, last night at my house: I don't think Dave even smokes, but he is a specialist in stealing magnetic flags from SUVs. Finally, who wants to write a monthly column? YOU DO! Yes, you do. You have time. You know about SOMETHING for chrissake. Send your ideas to me. Thanks.
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03.19.04 Kittens as young as these really need a mom, and I'm panicked they're going to die at any minute. Their eyes aren't open yet, and they look like gerbils. Without a cat mom, it is left to the humans to perform such delicate tasks, for example, as tickling their private areas to remind them to pee. You could break their necks with two fingers. You could eat them in one bite. They're TOO SMALL TO BE ALIVE. Alas, we have them now, and that's that. Pictures tomorrow of Eaty, Squeeky and Emerson/No. 3, if they're still with us. Speaking of kittens who wear hats and think they work in an office, I got a great book from Jacob and Jaimehotdish of New Orleans (pictured) for my birthday. You can tell it's great because it's right in the title: Peanutbutter & Jeremy's Best Book Ever. Highly recommended. More stuff: The best of craig's list, brought to our attention by Rachel Cox. Double indignity: Will Oldham on Bonnie 'Prince' Billy and viceversa, from the Guardian.
Enough of that. I'm so sick of politics. Why can't the world just be nice? I'm doing not bad on my brackets. I lost three of 16 games yesterday. And at 2:38 EST, my teams are ahead in three out of four in-progress games. Maybe it's my year. Following yesterday's discussion of "Millennialls," Seattleite Brian Eskridge weighed in on the IM: Brian says: Brian turns even older on Monday, so don't forget to send your condolences. 03.18.04 So, last night was very weird. The obvious problem was that I didn't
understand the nature of the event. "Are 'hipublicans' for real?"
Well, I'd have to conclude, no. But at least they knew where they were.
They probably also understood why they were all wearing blue blazers.
Realizing my mistake too late, I tried to salvage the evening by consuming
as much of their beer and wine as I could, and then fuming and snorting
and glaring through the discussion. The moderator appeared to be as drunk
as me, however, she was supposed to be moderating, while I was
only expected to look disgusted. The moderator's main contributions were
calling liberals "lame" and "passé" and declaring
hippies to be the uncoolest thing possible. Happily, Wonkette
chick, Ana Marie Cox, was pretty awesome. She'd prepared a bit about "Mountain
Dew Republicans" and "Alex P. Keaton Republicans." But,
considering she and I may have been the oldest people in the room, I'm
not sure Family Ties resonated much as a pop culture touchstone. In fact,
when I introduced myself to a couple of girls, because that seemed to
be what people were doing, they looked alarmed, and then said, "Uh,
where do you go to school? Oh...or are you old?" Yes, I said, I am old. Excellent questions. One thing Sarah and I learned last night, besides that I shouldn't be trusted to make plans, was that Campaign for America's Future and America's Future Foundation are not the same organization. Also, "Millennials" is what they're calling that generation that comes after Gen-Y, and Millennials may or may not turn out to be "Hipublicans," which appear to be Republicans who are young enough to know to be politically correct in mixed company. Check out this great site, FUNDRACE 2004. This is my sister in New Orleans.
03.17.04 Also, Ms. Liz Penn, she of the inimitable movie reviewing, dropped by the zonkboard today, which was nice, and she's got two new ones just for you over at The High Sign. Baby, I know there are prettier blogs out there. Smarter, funnier, sassier blogs. But they don't love you like I love you. Maps, by The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, from Fever to Tell. Attention writerly sorts, from our brother-in-blog, Bears
Will Attack: This is what I plan to do tonight, unless happy hour trips me up again. Want to join me? "Are 'hipublicans' for real? AFF will host a roundtable on St. Patrick's Day, this Wednesday, March, 17th. We will take a look at the alleged phenomenon of 'Hipublicans' and how political parties are accommodating the younger generation. We have a great panel lined up including Julian Sanchez of Reason and Matthew Yglesias of the American Prospect, plus snarky Meghan Keane of Swamp City and dishy Ana Marie Cox of Wonkette.com. This promises to be a very interesting and fun event, and we won't forget it's St. Patty's day when making the food or coloring the beer. "As always, the event will take place at the Fund for American Studies (1706 New Hampshire Ave. NW). Drinks will begin at 7:00 p.m., with dinner and discussion following at 7:30." The Post ran a cute feature on DCWit's improv classes yesterday: Toss Them A Line. What does Sedna mean to astrologers? It could be our guiding light to sex, love and creativity.
03.16.04 In other sports and politics news, the idiot boy in the cube next to me is clipping his nails again. Also, the NHL is for thugs and I can't wait for it to fold. Also, people still don't like the gays very much. And now I have a lot of Work to do. The Energy Star website doesn't fix its own typos, you know. A plea from Suze. Creative menfriends, too, please submit:
And while we're on the slogan topic, we received this mail from expat
B. Eskridge:
Good stuffs: Worst Fast Foods for You, Zulkey. Make Your Own Mondrian, via kottke. And, Advice from the SkyMall Catalog. The Knockoff Project, via Angus Index. From Ranger Ted Medicine woman. From Deb D, Big ball of paint. Today's Special: fiction in your inbox. 03.15.04 At long last, Troy and Katie wedding pictures. Woohoo! Our killer moves on the dance floor, documented. 03.13.04 It's a lovely day here in New Orleans. Jamie and Jacob are taking me to some sort of St. Patrick's day parade. The parade route is two blocks from their place. Spectators will be throwing potatoes, cabbages, carrots, and I guess root vegetables of any kind. It seems like a bad idea to toss food into the street. New Orleans is pretty smelly. The natives are friendly, but their customs are strange. They like really sweet drinks and they'll eat anything that crawls out of the muck. Now we're off to brunch. Happy Saturday. Love, JM ps. have a glo-fish. 03.10.04
"The ritual went terribly wrong inside Southside Masonic Lodge No. 493, in a basement littered with rat traps, tin cans, a 9-foot-tall guillotine, and a setup designed to mimic walking a plank. "The shooter, a 76-year-old Mason, Albert Eid, was carrying two guns, a .22-caliber handgun with blanks in his left pocket, and a .32-caliber gun with live rounds in his right pocket. "He reached into his right pants pocket, pulled out the wrong gun and shot William James, a 47-year-old fellow Mason, in the face, killing him, the authorities said." - report from Bob. Bob reports further, "after reading the godhatesshrimp.com page, i actually went to godhatesfags. i hadn't been there since i first heard about it, years ago. i can't believe how funny it is! if you didn't know it was serious (and that these people are actually out for blood), you'd think it's a hilarious joke. for example: WBC to picket the sodomite whorehouse masquerading as the Village of New Paltz, N.Y., and the Dead End Kids juvenile deliquent mayor Jason West (pdf). Or even better, this great game: fags vs. kids. Challenge Your Senses, with The Senses Challenge! From Michelle Swan's official photographer, Deb. D. In other unnews of no note, I'm going to New Orleans tomorrow. Also, Brian has given up the good fight and fallen smack into the clutches of site traffic envy. Let's hope it's temporary. Meanwhile, go over there and request porn, kittens, kitten porn, and Mexican pharmaceuticals. This morning in the shower, when I should not have been thinking about politics, but I was, because Mr. BWA Campaign Blog had left the radio tuned to NPR, I was thinking, again, about what Evil Strategist Karl Rove said about there being "no middle," and how the Republicans had energized their base and not worried about the (alleged) middle, and I was thinking that's what Dean had done, energized the base, and I was agreeing that there really doesn't seem to be a middle. You know people who hate Bush, you know of people who love him, and you know people who would vote democratic, but they don't pay attention to what's going on, and they don't vote...so, I hope the party Powers That Be are paying attention. And speaking of Minter once again, here is an important announcement: Just wanted to let everyone know that the critically-acclaimed Meredith Bragg will be appearing at Common Ground in Clarendon this Friday night, with his award-winning and devilishly-handsome backing group, The Last Great American Whale Band. Meredith is very shy, and doesn't like to toot his own horn, so I will do it for him. This particular performance will feature a number of new elements to the MB sound you have grown to love, including a string section and a humorous slide show. Don't miss it! 03.09.04
03.08.04 SINGAPORE: A salon at Pearls' Centre offered free haircuts to women on Monday to mark International Women's Day.While the women had their hair cut, the men were left in the cold. "I hope that we can also have a day when the men get free haircuts," said one of them. The Kitchen is teetering somewhere between unwieldly and chaotic. As the Emerson Street House was scrubbed and pruned following the End of the World Party, so too will this space today. Chew on this stuff while I clean up: Flyover Primaries, or Why I Became a Caucus Guy by Eric "Underblog" Webster. See also BWA Campaign Blog's Saturday update: :: ROVE WATCH :: by the Amazin' Mr. Minter. And some table crumbs: The 1955-56 Dodge La Femme (underblog). The Pros and Cons of a Kerry-Clinton Ticket (BWA). Full text of Iraq's interim Constitution. On the gay marriage front, Seattle mayor to recognize marriages of gay city workers. From across the pond, Astrofiammante writes: "Good afternoon America! Have linked to a story you might find entertaining, about Mr Mel Gibson and Mr Steve Martin." Memo to Mel: Could the rabbis be Hispanic? And how about a title change? Lethal Passion. Kinda works (new yorker). Relatedly, if you missed it last week: The Passion of the Christ: Bad Faith (the high sign). 03.06.04
And Angels, don't forget to watch Behind the Camera: The Unauthorized Story of Charlie's Angels Monday on NBC at 9.
03.05.04 Lifted this screenshot right off wonkette. See also, FNAFA: Gays Feel Fucked by Bush, announcing The Donald Capoccia Honorary Homo Award for Gayest-Seeming Bushie.
MARTHA
GUILTY ON ALL COUNTS! Somehow this saddens us. Says Bob, "free
martha stewart. of all the shit. kenneth lay will get a blowjob out of
enron. martha's gonna go to jail for what amounts to pocket change."
Thanks, Underblog, for the quick news. Also from UB, War
Posters Chairman Meow turns older today. Here is a haiku I found in my inbox:
Thank you anonymous friend! Jeraldine Saunders, the generic new horoscopist of the people, says "IF MARCH 5 IS YOUR BIRTHDAY . . . you have been more optimistic of late. You have been attracting truly helpful people and situations and, because you can trust your instincts now, you are more generous and outgoing. You are poised to embark on a new phase, and an understanding of what is really important to you unfolds this weekend." ©2004 TRIBUNE MEDIA SERVICES INC. Right. Ok, enough about me. From the venerable High Sign (via Ranger Ted), The Passion of the Christ: Bad Faith. I know you've read more than you care to about the damn movie, but, Liz Penn is great. Excerpt: "I will say that seeing our culture's foundational myth utterly decontextualized in this way brings out some of its atavistic strangeness. From the opening scene in the Garden of Gethsemane, I felt like I had wandered off the street of some foreign city into a dusty, makeshift theater where a gory enactment of some remote, inscrutable legend was being screened for the delectation of bloodthirsty yokels." The featured story in the Washington City Paper this week is...scary. Poor DC schools and the poor DC residents who have to send their kids there. What does our bowtied mayor do anyway? INCIDENT NO. 1113: Ballou Senior High School was used to bad days. And then came the day Thomas "T.J." Boykin allegedly shot James "J-Rock" Richardson. Does this surprise anyone? Bush Ads Using 9/11 Images Stir Anger. 03.04.03
Jason, it's good you're off the 'roids. Good Fred sent us kitty porn: my cat hates you dot com. In related news, No one cares about your cat. Busy morning, catching up from being sick, so I'm going to let Jay rant. Jay of Columbus, you have the floor: As John Lennon said, "Women are the niggers of the world." Here is just another sad example. Boycotting girl scouts because the national organization provides safe sex education is insanity. Texans seem pretty proud that they are the cyanide emitting capital of the world, yet mention "condom" or "homosexuality" and they run for their well stocked and armed prairie dog holes wishing for Armageddon. As John Prine croons, "Stop wishing for bad luck and knocking on wood." Poor politicized girl scouts. Well, damn it - I'm buying a case of thin mints and samoas and I hope they use the money for a big ol' pro-choice, pro-women, pro-gay, anti-racism, anti-Bush, anti-anti, lesbian recruiting, left winger's lefty party. Get your munchies on! http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=519&e=1&u=/ap/cookie_boycott In still more soap boxing, I reflected today that no one has any right
or reason to suggest any changes to the Lastly, lastly, Lily demanded (to no avail) that we go to Target to buy her a bicycle helmet, via screaming "Target, Target, bicycle helmet" repeatedly. Oh, the retail bastards already have her and she is only two. There will be hell to pay. I considered writing them a letter demanding they admit they are wrong and bad, but I was afraid they would just apologize by sending her her own credit card with a limit close to her estimated future college tuition. 03.03.04 I'm home sick today. Here's a bunch of stuff kind readers have been sending in. Oh, also, there is a rally TODAY: "Wednesday, March 3rd, at 6pm at the corner of 17th and Rhode Island Avenue, NW (in front of the new HRC Building) to oppose the Federal Anti-Marriage Amendment." It's a nice day to get your rally on. Married friend Jay weighs in, "As long as we're talking about gays' right to marry, shouldn't we all be limited to civil unions and share in the rights they would provide. And if you want to get "married" in a church, or any other religious institution (it's all make believe anyway, like unicorns and God), then wave your magic married wand or whatever. It is just very frustrating that this is a Constitutional Issue, but not from the standpoint of the current administration. I say, "Let's be Civil, No Marriage for Anyone." Speaking of church and state, check this out: Buddhist monks' election bid." Look at all this cool news: From Bob, Oregon county issues same-sex marriage licenses. And, from Deb D: Small-town mayor charged for marrying gay couples. All right, onto other topics. What a gorgeous day it is. M. Fox sent this: Interesting item on a woman trying to make a career out of boxing. Hmmmm...McSupersizes to be phased out. From The Morning News, porn that's safe for work. More later peeps. Happy Spring! 03.02.04 Little Time Bomb,
by Billy Bragg. A cautionary tale from Underblog's mix. O Evangeline, by Emmylou. Magnetic Fields, All the Umbrellas in London. And, Line in the Sand, Q and Not U. |
Sarah
said, "Something overlooked by the media coverage is the palpable
presence of pro-choice religious groups upset with fundamentalists for
highjacking Christianity, and making all of them look like a bunch of
cuckoos. I'm guilty of lumping all the Christians together, but, as
the pro-choicers like to say, never again! And, I have the hottest,
smartest, funniest, sweetest friends in the world, and it was great
hey-heying and ho-hoing with you. And to the demon-spawn "lifers" I
wicked-witched at, I apologize -- but your parents made you evil."
no
frills day.
03.26.04
Can't
pass up an opportunity to post another "artist's interpretation" of celestial
bodies. From Ms. Loffman, 
McLaren
(Real Live House of Representatives Employee): 
So,
the Sierra Club and MoveOn have 
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It's a must-see. It's also a big powerpoint presentation, so, no dial-uppers.
