A Woman's Manifesto
Because a woman’s work is never done.
and is underpaid, or unpaid, or boring, or repetitious,
and we’re the first to get fired,
and what we look like is more important than what we do.
And if we get raped its our fault
and if we get beaten we must have provoked it
and if we raise our voices we’re nagging bitches
and if we enjoy sex we’re nymphos
and if we don’t we’re frigid
and if we love women it’s because we can’t get a real man
and if we ask our doctor too many questions we’re neurotic or pushy
and if we expect childcare we’re selfish
and if we stand up for our rights we’re aggressive and un-feminine
and if we don’t we’re typical weak females
and if we want to get married we’re out to trap a man
and if we don’t we’re unnatural
and because we still can’t get an adequate, safe contraceptive, but men can walk on the moon
and if we can’t cope or don’t want a pregnancy we’re made to feel guilty about abortion
and for lots and lots of other reasons
we are part of the women’s liberation movement.- Joyce Stevens, International Woman’s Day, 1975.

Man Vs. Heart Attack
I am somewhat worried about the dude on Man v Food. He isn’t looking so good these days and putting that food away like that can’t be good for him.
One should always be drunk. That's all that matters; that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's horrible burden; one which breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without cease.
But with what? With wine, poetry, or virtue as you choose. But get drunk.
And if, at some time, on steps of a palace, in the green grass of a ditch, in the bleak solitude of your room, you are waking and the drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind, the wave, the stars, the clock, all that which flees, all that which groans, all that which rolls, all that which sings, all that which speaks, ask them, what time it is; and the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock, they will all reply:
"It is time to get drunk!
So that you may not be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk, get drunk, and never pause for rest! With wine, poetry, or virtue, as you choose!"
Charles Baudelaire














Making the most of each day, you never know when it might grind to a halt.
The oldest woman in the world Jeanne Calment (122 years old when she died) smoked until 117 and she only gave up because she couldn’t see well enough to light a cigarette. She’s also supposed to have eaten up to 1 kilo of chocolate a week (2.5lbs). So that’s the secret of a long life.
When she was 13 a very scruffy, dirty ugly, disagreeable man came into her father’s shop to buy canvases – Vincent Van Gogh
Have a great Thanksgiving!
I believe that living every day to its fullest is the best way to ensure living a long, happy life. I wish I could say it was the drinking, smoking, whoring, and drugging that kept me young, but I haven’t done those in quite some time and I still feel and look pretty young! LOL!
That’s so cool. Let’s howl at the moon while it’s full
Totally Team Jacob here.
M@: I’m sure if you search the web long enough you’ll find a “Twilight Dads” group soon enough. And if there’s not, well maybe you could start one.
Anji: I like it! Thanksgiving was great, thanks. Nice and quiet.
Stillie: You so crazy, girl!