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I’m finally back on track! I haven’t been keeping up with this site like I should and like I said earlier, I had to make my mind up about it one way or another as the expiration date was nearing. I almost thought the decision had been made for me, given the fact that it [...]
Why do I even bother with the news? You tell me that and I’ll pay you some money. This is clever and proper and I give it my full endorsement. For whatever that’s worth. Then we have this. And, I don’t know internet, you tell me. Mel Gibson, who is looking, thankfully, “more subdued”, is [...]
This thing here expires in February. The 23rd or something. I’ve been trying to decide if I want to keep it or not. I keep leaning towards quitting, but seriously, when I think of this place not being here anymore, it kills me. This has been here for more than 5 years. I moved it [...]
That’s from the book of Ephesians, by the way. At least I think it is. I need to brush up on my bible, I guess. Anyway, I’ve been reading about the Stono Rebellion back in the seventeen hundreds. It’s interesting stuff, but check this out, What exactly triggered the Stono Rebellion is not clear. Many [...]
Well…at least it’s a link, right? I have to agree though that this blog is quite interesting. But I didn’t come here and take over a post’s worth of Amisha’s blog just to send you to the google translation of someone in some other country linking here in another language (The untranslated page is quite [...]
I’ve been too long gone from here, I know. It feels dusty and neglected in this virtual therapy box. I’ve just been a busy girl is all. You understand. Here are some things: 1) I lied about my age the other day. It was the first time ever and there was no good reason. It [...]
Seriously, today seems to be one of those days wherein I am convinced there are little robotic cameras following my every move. These recordings will be available for viewing later on YouTube or America’s Most Tragic Videos or some other such rot. How else to explain the sheer lunacy of a day which began with [...]
okay. my keyboard to god’s ears, there is just something rotten in the state of NBC. i read this article over at wired that said this: DefCon security on Friday warned attendees at the annual hacker conference that Dateline NBC may have sent a mole with a hidden camera to the event to capture hackers [...]
happy easter! if you celebrate that sort of thing, that is. i’m late of course. i was busy being mauled to death and eaten by a pack of wild dogs. not that any of you came to my rescue or anything… my nephew was so distraught over the brutal attack that he committed suicide! we [...]
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
















