Another Day Another Dollar

My long weekend came and went. And look, I’m still here.

Not much going on in the real world — Kerry actually has a VP that I might have considered voting for alone, so in tandem, well… (the election this year — as in the last whirlwind around — is a “lesser of two evils” contest populated by Old White Men. Still. How does this happen?). I love how Bush and Kerry are being toted as “down home” rich old boys, which they are. Nobody’s even trying to pretend to be a real person anymore. They have young children wandering around, like a brood of Young Kennedys. Ah, America.

Things I’m more interested in?

Legalized prostitution in Berkley

How to write a Bestselling Fantasy Novel (it’s all true)

Thoughts on Ugly Women

And… I’ve got a whole list of fem history stuff I need to post from another terminal. Catch ya in a few.

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