Jim of Objectionable Content is brilliant, so brilliant I’ve permalinked him. This is what I’ve ceased to do - leave things unbegun. It’s turned my life upside down, all things are uncertain and the center cannot hold, but I am beginning anew instead of lying in wait for my perfect life to saunter by so I can pounce on it like an overfed feline momentarily moved by a hint of catnip. Damn, is the universe cool or what?
Wiping the drool off my chin thanks to cootiehog’s posting of a screenshot from this week’s Buffy… Spike nekkid on a bed. W00t! Gotta get me some of that icy-hot vamp yumminess!
Yay open source and power to the people: Indian State Switches to Linux. W00t!
I just dearly adore so much of Jane Galt’s Asymmetrical Information - while I don’t always agree with everything she says, this tickled me in particular:
“…don’t think I’m letting you guys off, here. A lot of you act like big fat jerks. Just because evolution designed you to act that way doesn’t mean you shouldn’t let civilization overcome those instincts. Nature also designed you to sleep in the woods and die at twenty, and if you can’t be civilized, I suggest you oblige. If, for example, I hear a male adopt the pro-life side, he’d better be willing to step up and shoulder his responsibilities with a ring.”
Hee. Not that I’m saying you should get married just because there’s a kid involved, because that’s a whole other sort of Gothic tragedy, but hee.
This statement by Assaf Oron, an Israeli refusenik who was one of the first fifty-three soldiers to sign a petition refusing the Occupation, is brilliant. I salute him and all those who have the courage to speak truth to power, no matter what the consequences.
Just so ya’ll can’t tell me I haven’t spoken to you recently, I give you this exciting tidbit (and my thanks to jinxmalone, a fellow nano):
You are the exotic pin-up. Nothing about you is ordinary. You are mysterious and lean toward foreign places and exciting men.
What Type Of Retro Gal Are You?
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My gratitude to surreally for this by way of kd - Men are from Mars, Women are indeed from Venus. Or something. I laughed my ass off. If only it had stayed that way so I could go scavenge for chocolate right about now…
Again with the poetry - I do love Bukowski:
Air and Light and Time and Space by Charles Bukowski
“You know, I’ve either had a family, a job
something has always been in the
way
but now
I’ve sold my house, I’ve found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light
for the first time in my life I’m going to have
a place and the time to
create.”
No, baby, if you’re going to create
you’re going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you’re going to create in a small room
with 3 children while you’re on
welfare
you’re going to create with part of your mind and
your
body blown
away,
you’re going to create blind,
crippled,
demented,
you’re going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in an earthquake
bombardment
flood or fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don’t create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.
Dudes and dudettes (okay, so 12 hours of sleep in three days and only 6800 words into my novel chock full o’deathless prose - whaddya want) I just gotta say, go vote! Thanks to Two Tears in a Bucket for reading us our rights. Even if you light no matches for Guy Fawkes day, get out there and exercise your constitutional right to an opinion that counts!!!
This poem, Author’s Prayer by ilya Kaminsky, is holding my hand for the duration of this novel.