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I admit I’ve ignored this place. I’ve let cobwebs build up in the corners and I’ve neglected to take care. It just seems like I’ve let so-called “real life” get in the way of coming here very often. I have a million and three drafts started, but even when I bring myself to consider posting [...]
My Son the Man by Sharon Olds Suddenly his shoulders get a lot wider, the way Houdini would expand his body while people were putting him in chains. It seems no time since I would help him to put on his sleeper, guide his calves into the gold interior, zip him up and toss him [...]
Matt has this friend, right? Listen to this. When my mom was like nine, she thought that clowns were born that way and she was scared that when she had kids they would be born clowns. Years after telling us this she now says that she was right all along and had three clowns. But [...]
i forget sometimes that people read this. i know, rationally, that someone is going to see it at some point. but since people rarely ever comment, i forget i’m not typing to myself. i rarely ever check my stats except when matt, who is convinced, bless his heart, that i should be a pulitzer prize [...]
there are things, many, many things about the interweb i just don’t understand. i was surfing earlier and saw a headline that read, “kathy likes her imac, wishes it came in green.” i decided my titles need to be more informative and descriptive like that. i wish to make all your lives better by being [...]
i spent the better part of the daylight hours mowing and weeding and raking with the neighbors. the neighborhood i’ve moved into is full of very nice men (and women) who personify that stereotypical cliche of american country living whereby families gather around the bbq of any given house on a saturday afternoon, drink beer, [...]
i’m back now from las vegas. sick of travel. i want my own bed, my own house, my own space. also: people kind of remind me of shiny new toys. when you first get them they’re all exciting and fun to look at and explore. but after you examine it a little further and discover [...]
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.
