November 2004

And, one more before I get started on these 700 pages of line edits (arg): check out Matt Cheney’s reflections on teaching Neil Gaiman’s American Gods to his highschool AP English class. I just think it’s damn cool he got away assigning a real book – with swearing and vagina dentate and non-white people and […]

Charge `em by the pound. Yea, that’s right, fat girls. What the hell is up with places like Eddie Bauer and L.L. Bean that don’t charge you for plus sizes? Who do they think they are? Hey, let’s start putting a “woman tax” on shirts. Afterall, if a woman’s got breasts bigger than a B,

I did a bad thing last night. I rented and watched Enough with Jennifer Lopez. Oh, gag me with a spoon. To be fair, I knew this was going to be a wretched movie, but I’d heard she learned a bunch of Krav Maga for it, and I’ve had a higher-than-usual interest in fighting movies

Amazon.com is sponsoring a series of rather dull, boring short movies that then try and “make money” by advertising products seen in the short. They’ve got one up with Minnie Driver called “Portrait” in which the office fat girl – who’s seen eating in *every damn scene* – at a modeling agency gets her photo

So, one of the guys in the office just forwarded all the women in the office this stupid urban legend thing, passing it off as him being this concerned male citizen of virtue. You know this one, the *677 cell phone feature (in CANADA) that’ll save a poor helpless woman who’s got an unmarked police

This one is fascinating, from New Scientist: Students who thought of Superman volunteered much less of their time than those who thought about other superheroes. Furthermore, Superman-primed subjects were significantly less likely to show up at a meeting for volunteers held three months after they were initially asked to participate. The reason, believes Nelson, is

So, almost six months into fighting classes, and I’m still loving this kicking-ass thing. Had a good class last night. Wore a newer sort of shirt that really, only waifish petite women should wear (says the media – smaller straps, more breathable material, tight-fitting), but damn I was comfortable, and when I got a look

I don’t understand what a bunch of hysterics find so scary about some rural 17-year-old kid who says that yea, mom and dad, I think guys are pretty hot. I mean, *I’ve* been a rural, 17-year-old-kid who was like, “Yea, mom and dad, I think guys are pretty hot (and that chick in speech class

So, which of these is the Washington Post article, and which is the satirical Onion article? Sorry, these are getting uncomfortably close for me. No wonder Jon Stewart’s doing so damn well. And my, my my – more pulp magazine covers! (not quite work safe)Pagan lesbians and all (definately a freeper’s worst nightmare)! I just

In the mean time, you may be interested in amusing yourselves with John Rickards’s latest pet procrastinating project – and check out these inspiring passages from John Kerry: the novel. Ahem. Yes. Anyway. Back into the trenches with King Nathin…