Walking through a parking lot today with one of my housemates, we spotted a car with a really big sticker on the back window: “Team Edward” with a big pink kiss-mark. After a moment to realize it’s associated with Twilight (which only the housemate, much to his subsequent disgust, had bothered to read), the housemate murmured, “Huh. Didn’t know they were allowing 13 year olds to drive.”
The other day I received a reunion flyer for my old high school, Plano Senior High in Texas. I’ve just created a Facebook account to see if I could track down any of the folks I knew then. We had a huge graduating class — over 1000 — so I guessed there’d be at least…
No, it’s not ‘hello, world.’ Little by little, the coding monkeys eat my brain… but I will eventually triumph, and have ALL my old web site loaded up here so I can take advantage of the nifty blog code which will save time previously spent coding and updating and all that blather which will facilitate…
What Is Patriarchy? In yesterday’s post I stated that the growing lack of interest in organized, patriarchal religion in Scandinavia is not some simple, casual social cause-and-effect, but rather the unplanned byproduct of the social elimination of patriarchy. This may sound startling, but I have a number of excellent reasons for this statement. First, though,…
Butter chicken for dinner tonight — yum! It’s in the crockpot and starting to make the house smell delicious. Combined with the fact that it’s summer and my proposal deadlines are all stalled until my adviser returns from her (well-deserved) vacation, that means I find myself with a bit of writing time on my hands,…
Unreliable Truth: On Memoir & Memory by Maureen Murdock Murdock muses that she writes in an effort to disentangle her voice from the grip of her mother’s anger. I wonder as I read: would that be how her mother saw the relationship? My reflections are an effort to disentangle myself from the grip of the…
As a child I adored the holiday season: the wonderful carol singing, the excitement and sharing and happiness that abounded all around us, the excited and carefully considered selection of gifts for friends and family, the decorating of house and tree with family, the thrill of christmas morning, the wonderful smells and tastes and gatherings…
Hear, hear! Never understood the attraction of dead things — so unsanitary! :)
In addition, I don’t understand why anyone would want to cuddle up with a cold, hard, dead guy when they could have a nice warm werewolf to snuggle with.