Monday, October 31, 2005
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Saturday, October 29, 2005
You know, I always thought he was kinda camp, but I never really thought he was gay. Just another example of my crackerjack gaydar, I guess.
Anyway, good for you, Mr. Takei, and congratulations!
Friday, October 28, 2005
What am I going as? (I'm sure you're dying to know.) Nothing. I was never actually all that into Halloween and stopped doing anything for it years and years ago. That leatherman clown costume from the second link looks kinda appealing, though. *LOL*
Karl Rove's mistress is reportedly leaving him for handsome ranch hand Rhett Hard. Rhett Hard!!! Best. Oh-My-God-I-Can't-Believe-That's-A-Real-Name-And-Not-A- Porn-Pseudonym. Name. EVER! Lord knows I'd shove off old Karl for a Rhett Hard any day!
In other political news, Harriet Miers has withdrawn her name from consideration for the Supreme Court. Who will be nominated in her place? How about Mrs. Huxtable?
Beavers are reintroduced into Britain five hundred years after being hunted to extinction there. You can make up your own damn dirty "beaver" jokes, I trust.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Seriously, is this really a new phenomenon? "Social competitiveness about which titles we read has become one of the new mass forces of the era..."? Uhm, I can think of plenty of books people don't read but have laying around (War and Peace, etc.) and it ain't some new-fangled fad, folks.
(Via Bookninja or Bookslut; I can't remember which one.)
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
There's a publishing program afoot based on reinventing myths. As a dedicated mythophile, I'll definitely check some of them out. Margaret Atwood's The Penelopiad: The Myth of Penelope and Odysseus looks particularly interesting. (BTW, isn't if funny that the Canadian paper focuses on the Canadian and the Scottish paper focuses on the Scots? I mean, it really isn't surprising, but it's kinda funny when it's so blatant.)
Simone Beauvoir and Jean-Paul Sartre slept around a lot. Horny French people? Shocking! Though I do feel sorry for Sartre that he didn't enjoy his orgasms that much.
Amazon reviewers say the darnedest things.
(Via Maud Newton)
Sunday, October 23, 2005
BTW, to Ms. Crispin's credit, I did find Nussbaum's post via a link on Bookslut. (But Ms. Crispin then admitted she never even read the whole of P&P!)
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Friday, October 21, 2005
1) This "S[cience]F[iction] Cover Explorer" is really cool. Thousands of covers, arranged by chronology and hue, in a collage. Pretty...
2) There's a new book out on American Modernist book cover design. Looks kinda interesting.
3) The pulp novels of the 50s and 60s often dealt with homosexuality while the rest of society ignored it. (Mind you, it wasn't a positive portrayal, exactly, but they at least acknowledged it existed.) Here are some of the salacious pulp covers now on exhibit at the San Francisco Public Library. Those pulp publishers sure knew how to write copy! An example: "He won the gay vote by a sinslide!" How can you not love that?!? I totally want to see a "sinslide," now. (Bet Scott has participated in a few of them in his time. Pictures, please, Scott!)
(#1 Via Bookninja; #2 Via Bookslut)
I have Jay Leno on (muted) with Debra Messing as the guest. Upon seeing what she's wearing, I immediately blurted (to myself, since everyone else in the house is asleep), "When did she become a Parisian whore circa 1900?" Seriously, y'all, she's wearing this embroidered red velvet dressing gown thing straight out of Gigi! She looks like she just got out of a rosewater bath in a bronze tub or something and is now entertaining her "patron" in the dressing room of her boudoir.
In another circumstance and with another woman, it might be really pretty, but on her on The Tonight Show? Not so much.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
As far as gifts go, here's the rundown:
The Incomparably Asexual Cindy (aka The Unsinkable Cindy Best; aka The Notorious C.A.B.) sent me a more-than-generous Amazon gift certificate. I was mighty shocked and very touched when I received the email announcement. I love you, Cindy!
My mother bought me a pair of pillows last week. Not a terribly "fun" gift, but I desperately needed some new and better pillows.
My grandmother took me out on Tuesday and bought me a really nice Perry Ellis suit. My sister will be providing matching shoes (when I get up the energy to go shoe shopping).
My sister's boyfriend got me a Barnes & Noble giftcard. And my uncle's dog (it's traditional in my family for the dogs to "buy" gifts) got me a special Uno deck with cute dogs on them. I don't actually play Uno, but, as we all know, I'm a sucker for cute pooches, so I love it.
Finally, this weekend, I get another dinner, this time at Red Lobster (we're sophisticated gourmands, you see). All in all, I think I made out okay.
Oh, and thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday in the comments of the "Happy Birthday To Me" post. They were much appreciated.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
I realize I was quite remiss in not letting you know of this joyous anniversary sooner, leaving you no time to buy gifts and/or plan a fabulous surprise birthday soiree. Fear not, though, because belated birthday presents are more than welcome. Money, sex, and/or jewelry would be particularly appreciated.
While I spend the day being feted and applauded by my nearest and dearest, those unfortunate enough to not know me personally can spend the time finding out what else happened on October 19 besides my glorious birth (as if anything could compare to that) by consulting the following sites: This Day In History, Wikipedia, History Channel, IMDb, Today In Science History, and Associated Press.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
If you're a early-morning reader on the East Coast of the U.S. (or a late night-reader on the West Coast), go outside and enjoy the Hunter's Moon that's currently out. And, if you're in touch with your savage, carnivorous side, take the opportunity to run down some tasty wildlife. Nothing like freshly-caught meat! Yum!
Bill Nye is no longer "The Science Guy," but a morning talk show pundit-cum-Abraham Lincoln impersonator.
You know this is nothing more than an excuse for bored Midwestern management types to get an expense-accounted trip to New York to enjoy all the hookers.
Monday, October 17, 2005
| Wizard |
14% Combativeness, 26% Sneakiness, 94% Intellect, 41% Spirituality
| Brilliant! You are a Wizard! |
Wizards are spells-casters who study powerful arcane magic. While Wizards tend to be pretty fragile, some of those spells can pack quite a punch. Unlike Clerics, Wizards aren�t as good at fixing people as they are at breaking them, so watch where you toss that fireball�
Your most distinctive trait is your intelligence. You're probably well learned and logical, if perhaps a bit fragile.
|My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:|
Saturday, October 15, 2005
I really don't have much of an opinion about the results. These sort of polls really don't mean much, in my view, though literary people sure do like to bitch about them and look down their noses at the results. I do have to scratch my head, a little, however. Pip? Oliver Twist? Romeo? Heroes???? Protagonists, yes, but not really "heroes" as such. What did Pip do that's so heroic? What on earth did Romeo do except die?
Friday, October 14, 2005
I've recently been rereading some of The Wheel of Time and the Jordan fever I thought long ago extinguished as come back in full force. The latest book, Knife of Dreams, came out Tuesday and I'm a bit embarrassed at how excited and eager I was to get it. I woke up early (for me) and everything and spent the rest of the day reading. I would have gobbled the whole thing up that day, except I made myself leave some for the next. It wasn't easy, believe you me.
As to the book itself, I liked it. I was a tad disappointed; the hype leading up to the book was quite high. However, it was definitely better than the last few books, actually got things done (the last few installments have been mired in ever-multiplying plotlines), and set the scene for the next, and last, book. Unfortunately, it'll be about two years before we'll see that. *sigh* I hope my fever goes down soon; otherwise, I'll never make it!
Robert Jordan's coming to Philly to do a signing this Saturday. I really want to go, but I'm nervous. I've never been to a book signing and I don't have anyone to go with. Wish me luck.
(Link via Bookslut)
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
If not academia, then, what? That's a really, really scary question. Without even the vague notion of an academic career, my future seems murkier than ever.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Monday, October 10, 2005
Umm... maybe women see themselves in Lizzy because she's mediocre. Most of us are, you know. (Though I'm really not sure it's true that Miss Eliza is strictly "mediocre"; she's "not a great mind, not a great wit, not a great beauty" in the view of people like Caroline Bennett, not exactly the most trustworthy source. In terms of her attractiveness, especially, we're dealing with a very different view of what's considered beautiful. Elizabeth's brown-haired and tall and athletic and tan. Today, she'd probably be considered a fox; back then, they went more for waifish, ethereal blondes whose idea of exercise was writing a long letter to Lady Snobbington-Noseintheair.)
...I thought about all of those women who see themselves in Elizabeth Bennett or in her modern update, Bridget. Even Keira Knightley, in an interview with Empire Magazine, stated the reason she wanted to do the movie was because she saw herself as Elizabeth Bennett.
Isn’t the point of Elizabeth Bennett that she’s completely mediocre? Not a great mind, not a great wit, not a great beauty—something every adaptation except for Bridget Jones seems skip over. Can’t someone adapt a book like Jane Eyre, where the title character actually makes a decision and does something? Jane Eyre has yet to receive even a slightly acceptable adaptation, what with the great beauties that keep being cast in the role.
And Jane Eyre? Make a decision? You mean like an aimless and planless walk through the countryside without a penny to her name until she stumbles across someone who takes her in? You mean like marrying a fellow who locked up his crazy wife in the attic, but only after he's been rendered emasculated by a fire? Yeah, all women should aspire to that kind of decision-making skill...
Sunday, October 09, 2005
(Via kinesthesis breakthrough)
Saturday, October 08, 2005
More interesting to me are those of you looking for "naughty bookworms." Are you looking for something like this picture below, perhaps???
If so, to you sick freaks, I say, "Howdy, fellas!" *LOL*
Yet, despite in the increased traffic, no one is commenting! Guys, I'm starting to feel really lonely and unappreciated. Stroke my ego and leave some sort of comment!
So, as newly-converted fan, I giddily went to see Serenity, the new Firefly movie, this weekend. I highly recommend it, people! It's pretty and smart and tragic and funny and has lots and lots of pretty men. And if we ever want to see some sequels, it needs to make money. So, go and see it! Take alone some friends. I promise, you won't be disappointed.
Friday, October 07, 2005
| You scored as Hoban 'Wash' Washburne. The Pilot. You are a leaf on the wind, see how you soar. You have a good job, and a stunning wife who loves you (and can kill people). Life is good, which is why you can't help smiling. Now if you can just get people to actually listen to your opinion things would be perfect.|
Which Serenity character are you?
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Thursday, October 06, 2005
Even worse, his hair is a monstrous example of that spikey/messy haircut the tasteless fags and "hipster" straight boys have been "rocking" lately. You know, the one where it looks like about fifty guys came on your head and the cum dried solid while a tornado swept through as you slept off a five day meth binge. People, what cracked-out queen hairdresser came up with this ridiculous hair "style"? 'Cause that Mary should be drawn and quartered. Even worse, why would anyone go along with it and probably pay five hundred dollars for the privilege of looking like a smacked ass?
I mean, she kinda has a point in that it's fine to do things for your man if he does them for you. But, really, do you think Jay-Z's drawing baths and fetching slippers? No, he's (diamond-encrusted) pistol-whipping his bitches' asses.
*sigh* Why must middle-class white people such as myself so often be such tools?
(P.S. Is it wrong that I find the "frat boy" puking in this picture incredibly hot?)
Still, I'm sure this will all end in Lipitor addiction and/or a minor heart attack by 30. (I'm just joking, BTW, C. I don't intend to have a heart attack any time soon.)
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
That's what always gets me about boycotts and bannings and things: those doing it just don't seem to realize it's almost always counterproductive.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
It really isn't all that big a deal. As I said, it was just a scratch; my mother (who came towards the end of the police report filing) said the company might not even bother to report it since it's so minor. Still, it's the kind of thing that really ruins your day.
| You scored as an Out and Proud Queer. Everyone knows you are gay, and if they don't, they soon will! Just watch out for those rural parts of America where Rainbows are something shot at with shotguns by rednecks!|
What gay personality are you?
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Monday, October 03, 2005
(Via BBC Science/Nature)