I’ve got a bit of a girl crush on Zooey Deschanel. She’s cute as a bug’s ear and has an amazing singing voice. She’s teamed up with the lovely M. Ward to form a group called She & Him and I just bought Volumes 1 and 2 because they’re awesome and they rock my face [...]
Christopher Hitchens, for those who don’t know, is an author and a journalist of ill repute. He’s said and done some rather scandalous things in his career. He’s a bit controversial. Here is the guy who supports the Iraq war, but was water boarded for Vanity Fair and declared it –without a doubt — torture. [...]
I feel like a total maroon. I didn’t even know about this. 1892 “I pledge allegiance to my flag and the republic for which it stands: one nation indivisible with liberty and justice for all.” 1892 to 1923 “I pledge allegiance to my flag and to the republic for which it stands: one nation indivisible [...]
This article over on The Bookseller website is really interesting to me and I certainly hope it’s not a harbinger of things to come. Some literary bigwigs are frothing at the mouth about it though, so perhaps it will come to nothing in the end. Let me sum up: Basically, The Wylie Agency has decided [...]
Know what I totally hate? And it’s not jealousy talking either. I promise. Cause if I was given the opportunity I might end up doing the same exact thing. Maybe. Still, it’s depressing and I don’t like it. I hate it when there’s a blog I really like to read and I go there on [...]
A boy who went to school with my boys died this weekend. This is new for us. I’ve been blessed in that the most significant death the boys have had to deal with thus far was our beloved Roofie Doo. That was hard enough. Jacob found out about it first, but he didn’t really know [...]
My, my, my. Where does the time go? It’s already July. The year is more than half way done but it feels like barely January. Is that a good sign, or no? Also: What is the deal with this? I can’t even make that stuff up.
I’ve been groovin’ really hard to this lately. It’s hauntingly sad and strangely comforting, all at the same time. I’ve never heard of Kelli Scarr before, but holy cow, she’s got an amazing voice. I downloaded the track from the cursed iTunes that I hate so much but that’s a story for another day and [...]
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
















