Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Are You Watching Closely?


You should all know that I am really not a librarian, despite the growing number of people who think it's hilarious to watch me get flustered when they say that I am.  I may or may not be hot, sexy, or naughty, and that is really no one's business.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Radical Lace & Subversive Knitting - Art - Review - New York Times

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Could I BE more of a stereotype?

Have just read a very fulfilling mystery with a bonus happy ending for two very well-drawn characters whom I have become completely enamored of and instead of feeling a glow of good-book-contentment, I want to cry because the book is all done.


Some Cute and Some Funny

Cute! Baby Otters.

Even More Cute! Loaves of cat.

Funny! X-Men parody. I am not to blame if you view this while consuming a beverage.

Thursday, January 25, 2007


Head all hurty. Blogger all WTF, with the New, and the defaulting to text edit, and the wanting to change my font. DO NOT WANT.

Have been inconveniently ill this week, with the high point (read: low point) coming this morning when I could not sit up without feeeling dizzy and/or hurlish. I suspect part of the hurlish has to do with the second degree burns on the roof of my mouth. Molten cheese is evil and blister producing. Mmmm, pus.

Have I made you hurl yet?

At any rate, I've been boring lately, and so have not posted so as not to pass on the boredom. Last weekend saw a bit of drama, but even that was boring, all told. There is a new little person in Jon and Teresa's life, and I hope to meet her on Sunday, provided the week-long cold clears up by then. I promise I won't get your new baby sick, Jon.

Aaaaand here I am descending into the boring, so I'm gonna go curl up with some tea and try to read past the blinding headache. Blargh.

Friday, January 12, 2007

Oceania Has Always Been At War With East Asia

If I had any energy left with which to care, I'd be cheering Keith Olbermann on. It's long, but a concise enumeration of four years of folly and doublespeak. One caveat: there is a short clip from Saddam's hanging played during part of the commentary that doesn't show the actual execution. If you're sensitive (I am) avert your eyes for about 20 - 30 seconds.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Stress (noun):

The condition that results from constant suppression of the urge to beat the everloving snot out of some bastard who desperately deserves it.

Friday, January 05, 2007

Raving Fangirl

I gotta tell you, life's pretty good right now. I have Hugh Jackman singing showtunes on my iTunes.

*is several varieties of dork... all at ONCE*

Thursday, January 04, 2007

You really DON'T want to know

It may come as a surprise, but there is something seriously wrong with me.

In other news, I'm all glad about Madame Speaker Pelosi, women's equality, holding up half the sky, etc., but folks, it's 2007. Shouldn't someone mention that we're STILL celebrating first women in high political positions with just a bit of embarassment? Especially in comparison to countries that have elected women as president? Just a little perspective, before we get back to patting ourselves on the back... it's all I ask.

Now. You want perspective? A few weeks ago Congressman Keith Ellison made headlines when he announced that he would take his oath of office on the Qur'an. (NB I have no idea why this caused a fuss. The man is a Muslim. Anyone with a high school course in Comparative Religions course under their belt can figure out he ain't gonna use the bible.) Well, after being called all sorts of polite euphamisms for terrorist, Ellison sure showed his congressional detractors where to shove it -- by using a copy of the Qur'an that once belonged to Thomas Jefferson. Freedom of religion, y'all, with a side order of hoisted by their own petard.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007


You people and your gainful employment.  Why is no one emailing me?  How am I supposed to faff off at work?

Monday, January 01, 2007

What It Takes

This post has been deleted due to utter failure to either make a useful list or make my neuroses seem even the least bit amusing.

Maybe next time.