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Matt & I watched We Are Marshall, right? We rented it like, 3 years ago and I think it might be due back tomorrow or something so we decided we should probably get around to watching it tonight. Phew wee! Something died and crawled in my dvd player. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’m [...]
i took the boys to see the simpsons movie. we usually don’t go to movies on opening weekend because we all fear my incarceration, such is my disdain for rude people in crowded theatres. i broke down this time though because the boys have been literally DYING to see it. seriously. nearly every day since [...]
matt and i took the boys to the drive-in the other night. it was exactly as i remembered it and not at all as i remembered it. there was a big, open space with cars everywhere and a big screen and a concession stand and the voices came out of our car radio. well, the [...]
did i ever tell you about the time i was really stoned and watching flight of the phoenix in the dark? to this day i have to stop and think about that movie and wonder whether or not it was just a movie or if it really happened. i don’t like watching movies when i’m [...]
i’ve had the same headache for roughly two weeks. it comes in waves. it weakens and strenghtens in severity. it does not rock the casbah. if this were a movie i’d be dead by now. you know how in movies the first sign of an oscar is a cough or a headache? that’s when you [...]
i went to a movie last night. i like going to the movies. i like the movies and the viewing of them. generally. however. it seems that the last few times i went to a movie there was some loud mouth mothertrucker who didn’t realize he was at the movies and continued to run his [...]
oooeeer! i saw an excellent scary movie this morning! i woke up at 5 and couldn’t get back to sleep and so instead curled up under a blanket to flip the channels on the idiot box. and there, right in front of me, a black and white gem. it was called the innocents and it [...]
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














