Posted on February 29, 2008 by Aunt B.
1. Jayne’s grandpa died.
2. La Chola has been covering Andrea Smith’s failed tenure bid. Yes, you can be nominated for a Nobel prize and that’s not good enough for Michigan.
3. But now the Chronicle is writing about it and, god damn, will someone explain to me where all the fuckers on that site come from? [...]
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Posted on February 29, 2008 by Aunt B.
Bleh, who wants to spend Friday afternoon working? Not me. I want to put on some medium old country music and sing along–Take my ha-and and you’ll feel that feeling. I said, yes, just lead me on.
Woo.
I always thought that that song should always be paired with this song. When you [...]
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Posted on February 29, 2008 by Aunt B.
I’m here on the computer. The dog is asleep on the couch. The tiny cat is sitting at the dog’s food bowl, trying to eat the dog’s food. I have drawn this illustrative picture to, uh, illustrate the problem.
And, also, may I just say, first, that I kick butt. Look at the scientifically accurate drawing [...]
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Posted on February 28, 2008 by Aunt B.
Braisted is reporting that Hobbs is on his way out at the TNGOP and I have to say that it’s wrong for Hobbs to take the fall for this.
See, firing Hobbs makes it seem like the TNGOP was wandering along, innocent as can be, and they accidently tried to smear Obama as a covert Muslim, [...]
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Posted on February 28, 2008 by Aunt B.
Y’all, I am neither a brilliant enough feminist theorist or awake enough to give this the attention it deserves, but I point it out in hopes that you can do something with it.
That charmer Stacey Campfield, who, I remind you, can’t even locate Memphis or Chattanooga on a map, says:
And the Photo, If he didn’t [...]
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Posted on February 28, 2008 by Aunt B.
GoldenI (which, is clearly pronounced Gold-en-eye, but in my head, until recently, I’ve been pronouncing it Goldini, like Houdini, but… well… not) has a great post today on how weird it is that the pro-Israel conservatives* are so in love with Israel, when, if we tried some of the stuff they take as a matter [...]
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Posted on February 28, 2008 by Aunt B.
So, we were missing random channels from our cable package. At the same time, our hippie neighbors decided to get basic, basic cable. Whatever fix the Comcast dude had to do resulted in our channels all coming back and also appearing on the neighbors’ tv as well.
The neighbors, being good-do-bees, explained to the Comcast dude [...]
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Posted on February 28, 2008 by Aunt B.
This is the other thing I’ve been thinking about in terms of the whole Obama-Farrakhan thing and what the TNGOP flaks are up to in this press release.
And here is my question:
Do you think that the Beatles are responsible for what Charles Manson’s followers did?
By all accounts, Manson loved the Beatles, Beatles lyrics were left [...]
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Posted on February 27, 2008 by Aunt B.
Apparently, poor people get that illegal immigrants are not stealing our jobs.
This historic softening of attitudes toward illegal immigrants may be due to many factors including: greater familiarity with - and hence comfort around - such groups and publicity surrounding the fact that sufficient numbers of workers for some jobs such as storm cleanup have [...]
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Posted on February 27, 2008 by Aunt B.
Somehow I doubt they’re looking for plays about the invention of the vibrator.
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Posted on February 27, 2008 by Aunt B.
I was reading along to Bill Hobbs, as I regularly do when I need a laugh, and he’s trying to defend himself from the accurate charges that he’s attempting to make hay out of the fact that Obama’s middle name is the same as Mohammad’s grandson’s first name (and the same as a certain dictator’s [...]
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Posted on February 27, 2008 by Aunt B.
When did the tiny cat become the type of cat who wanted to sit on your lap at all times?
Why, I remember the good old days when she would live in my closet for months on end, hissing if you got too close to her.
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Posted on February 27, 2008 by Aunt B.
–Mag has some great news!
–Theriomorph has some great news, too!
–If you haven’t, even once in your life, longed to be a luchador, I don’t even know what to say to you.
–One thing immigrants don’t do better than us native born folks.
–Dangerous rolls on the loose in Memphis.
–Yes, this means I’ve finally finished a draft of [...]
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Posted on February 26, 2008 by Aunt B.
When I don’t pay attention, I feel pretty good about the Democrats and this election. We have two interesting and compelling candidates, both of whom have devoted and excited bases. And it seems like, no matter who we end up with as a candidate, it’s going to be pretty okay.
Which is why I am growing [...]
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Posted on February 26, 2008 by Aunt B.
Yes, it’s true, the Appalachians are full of quaint little hollers filled with deformed blind witches and inbred abnormalities due to all the incest. And what’s even scarier is that they don’t have the cable tv or the internet or radios or even phonographs. Why, they don’t even know there’s an outside world, except when [...]
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Posted on February 26, 2008 by Aunt B.
Posted on February 26, 2008 by Aunt B.
Maybe the authorities think that they’re supposed to keep Bicentennial Park free for crime, not free from crime.
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Posted on February 26, 2008 by Aunt B.
1. Exador has baby baroos. (and, I imagine, incredibly cute tiny honk-shoos).
2. Smiley has curly-haired baroos.
3. And for Jag, especially, some bad-ass barooing.
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Posted on February 26, 2008 by Aunt B.
Did you ever see a TV show so bad that you thought, “Who in the world is stupid enough to watch this shit?”
I feel that way about Paranormal State and yet, I must tell you, America, it’s me. I’m watching it.
I don’t know why.
It’s terrible. I mean, really, terrible.
If you have a problem with ghosts [...]
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Posted on February 25, 2008 by Aunt B.
Tiny Pasture reminds me of a question that cannot be asked enough:
Since ‘man’ is historically gender neutral, and it’s only because the werman have decided that they represent all of mankind that we associate ‘man’ with only the wermen, how is further retreating from “man” a better strategy than just calling the wermen wermen? Why [...]
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Posted on February 25, 2008 by Aunt B.
Yes, we can!
Si Se Puede Cambiar.
Yes, even cats can.
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Posted on February 25, 2008 by Aunt B.
So, today I’ve received over a hundred hits for folks looking for some variation of Walt Whitman’s procreant urge. I assume some large U.S. lit class must have just gotten an assignment.
I thought I’d mull it over, too (wink, wink, spoilers ahead for those of you who haven’t read ‘Song of Myself’).
This ‘procreant urge’ [...]
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Posted on February 25, 2008 by Aunt B.
My dad just called. He’s alone in the house up in Illinois and he’s wondering if I remembered to put his pain pill in his morning medicine (which I laid out for the week before I left).
My uncle didn’t come, because he’s sick and doesn’t want to risk getting my dad sick.
And I wish my [...]
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Posted on February 25, 2008 by Aunt B.
I know we already talked about this, but it makes me so mad that I wanted to do it again.
Making women pay to process their own rape kits is beyond the pale, even if you reimburse them.
The Vol Abroad makes this important point:
If I were one of those angry, radical feminists - I might say [...]
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Posted on February 25, 2008 by Aunt B.
My self-portraity story is up at Autography.
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