January 20, 2006

Be a Man!

There's a fascinating book out by a woman named Norah Vincent, about her experience cross-living [dressing as a male, and taking on a male persona] for some months. It contains tremendous insight into some of the issues men cope with day after day.

Insty plucks out some of her observations on the heterosexual dating scene from "the other side," and receives e-mail from some tired veterans of the gender wars.

Male, female, gay, or straight—we've all just got to be nicer to each other.

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January 19, 2006

Little Miss Attila

. . . has no comment to make at this time.

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Eating with Mr. Linguistics

. . . can be interesting. Once in a while we'll be at a place that actually serves booze. So as I drink wine, I can watch him consuming vodka. He will keep up with me, even if I have a second glass of wine. I don't mean that he has a shot of vodka for each glass I drink. I mean that he can literally stay the course, ounce for ounce. Without slurring his words at the end of the meal. I mean, he's built like a football player, but it's still interesting to behold.

The last time it happened I remarked on it: that for each glass of wine I consumed, he'd had the equivalent amount of hard liquor.

"Oh, yes," he conceded. "But then, I'm much bigger than you are."

True enough. I saw a gleam in his eyes, however. The barest sort of enigmatic look. I read it as "you have no idea what I'm thinking about. It might be vodka, but it could even be something like sex." It was that amused, aloof look males like to assume.

And I know him better than anyone. He was thinking about vodka.

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Every Once in a While,

I think, "you know? Beautiful Atrocities has a sort of jaundiced view of large segments of Islam."

Then I figure I'm just reading him wrong.

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My Husband Gets to See Prozac in Action

We're discussing our upcoming travel plans: his trip to Chicago, my trip to D.C. and Maryland.

"I think I can make that party we were discussing," he remarks. "As long as I get an early flight on my way back."

I can't believe I'm hearing this. If he has extra time that day, he should be seeing his relatives in Chicago—not my friends in L.A. Sometimes he's so self-sacrificing, I just want to punch him.

"No," I reply. "That's stu . . . I wonder if it might be wiser to see these people at a different time, so you can rest up from your trip. You know: not go right from travel to a social engagement."

Marriage is all about compromise: he knows I'm trying to protect him from overreaching as he trains for his next athletic event. So he pretends not to notice that I almost called him "stupid," supposedly for his own good. I mean, I may be a shrew, but I'm a particularly well-meaning one.

I sometimes wonder if the entire male population of the planet got together and bribed Attila the Hub into marrying me, to keep them from falling into that trap.

That would be cool. It would mean we have money stashed away somewhere.

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The Promise of Organization

. . . resides here.

I don't want to read websites about getting organized: I want to read books about it. Books on de-cluttering my home. Magazine articles discussing same.

I lounge around at the end of the day, surrounded by manuals on overcoming clutter. They make little piles around my reading chair. I'm safe within them.

As I absorb their helpful hints and suggestions I get a warm sort of glow. I realize my clutter problem is manageable, and it makes me drowsy in a happy fashion.

I go off to bed.

Every week I clear the piles from around the chair, stashing them among my crime books or political tomes, where they sort of glare at me with their beady little eyes. Hell hath no fury like that of a sorting sytem scorned.

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Every several months I eat lunch with She Who Will Not Practice Law. There's a great little health food cafe in the valley that serves yummy vegetarian takes on traditional food from around the world: Spanikopita. Burritos. Spicy soup. Lasagne. We often split something, or sometimes SWWNPL has coupons so we can get a "two for one" deal. I usually order rice milk with lunch, because rice is The Best Food On The Entire Planet.

And we generally go shopping after lunch: at the nearby plant nursery, or in the thrift shop. Or at Costco. If time is short we just bum around in the health food store, looking at the organic cosmetics and expensive quasi-Eastern lifestyle stuff: the candles. The yoga mats. You know.

One such time she caught sight of Karen Kingston's book, Clear Your Clutter with Feng Shui.

"I have that book," she remarked.

"So do I," I replied.

"But can you actually find it in your home?"

"Nope," I responded. "I might need to buy another copy."

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How Come All My Friends

. . . are so freakin' weird?


Oh. Wait . . .

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"No One Can Make the Threat of Nuclear War Funny."

Not so. One man can. He lives in the Rocky Mountains, by the way.

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January 18, 2006

Still Planning My Trip to the East Coast.

I bought another knit hat today, and some gloves. But I'm still intimidated by the idea of going somewhere in the middle of February that has Real Weather.

My rational mind tries to point out that I lived in Maryland for a few years as a kid, and it wasn't bad at all. In fact as a little girl I wanted it to be colder, so I could experience the glamour of snow more than 2-3 days a year.

But I had to hurry into the mall today, due to the fact that I was wearing flip-flops. I don't usually wear flip-flops during the day, but the client I was working for is extremely stingy with the air conditioning, so I have to dress very lightly for that gig.

And I'm just intimidated as all get-out by a capital city that appears to have been placed where it is for the sole purpose of freezing my little feet right off of me.

Why isn't CPAC in Florida? I can do Florida: it's a bit damp, but manageable.

I'd better go. I'm giving myself a complex, as if I don't have enough of those.

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It's Always Better

. . . to be over-challenged vs. under-challenged. At least, it is for me.

Out to see a client today, but I'll be extra-brilliant tonight to make up for it.

xxoo,

Joy

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January 16, 2006

Those of You Who Are Looking for a Good Christian Porn Site

. . . are in luck.

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As the Old Man Would Say,

"what an uppity gender."

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So.

Should I be reading about the Singularity, or will it just make my head hurt?

I think I'll wait until someone puts out a graphic novel about it. That sounds less threatening.

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January 15, 2006

You Know,

a lot of theological arguments appear to come down to, "is/was Jesus a prig, or not?"

I suspect it's clear where I stand on this issue.

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Attention: Retired Military Personnel

Michael Yon is calling for volunteers to screen articles written by soldiers/Marines overseas (and presumably by airmen and sailors who have compelling stories that will not compromise operations in the telling).

The idea is to form a committee to fact-check this material, and verify that it's safe to share with Yon's massive readership.

As you know, the legacy media is not giving us a balanced view of our operations in Iraq (in particular), and in the past we've relied on the milbloggers for the real story. When Michael Yon began his online magazine, it filled the gap between unverified first-person stories and gloom/doom from the MSM.

If you have the background, and a little extra time, you can make a difference in this war by contributing to quality journalism that hasn't been filtered through the left-wing media.

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The Varieties of Machismo

There are endless variations, really:

• Among my high-school crowd, it had to do with how many digits of Pi one had memorized;

• Within my evangelical crowd, it's a matter of how quickly one can come up with a chapter and verse from Scripture, given its content;

• When I'm with my husband's friends, the goal appears to be coming up with that one line of the evening that has a roomful of jaded people laughing out loud;

• Some men appear to think it has to do with how much money they make, and this is the dullest kind of macho out there;

• With my gay male friends it's often "who has the nicest home?" (And, please: do not tell me gay men aren't macho. That's an urban myth. It's just a bit subtler: men are men, whether they're gay or straight.)

• Among bloggers, it all comes down to 1) traffic, and 2) whether you've actually made a dollar or two off of this bad habit, or might be likely to.

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January 14, 2006

Run, Condi, Run

Over at Althouse's digs, commenter Earnest writes, regarding the possibility of a Condi candidacy:

Mehlman is continuing his work reaching out to African-Americans. Steele is running in Maryland for Senator. Swann for Governor in Pennsylvania. The slightest shift in the African American vote in these and other must need states for the Democrats, like Michigan and Wisconsin, spell absolutely defeat for the Dems.Thanks to Alito and the tactics Kennedy took in his questioning the Italian Catholic vote on the Eastern seaboard is also prime for the splitting. Condi is the dramatic and final nail in the Dem's coffin. The best part of all this, is that the South will pull for Condi in a big way. The Dems won't know what hit them, and the fact that they consider the Republican party rabid racists and women-haters just gives the Republicans more time and space to spring the trap.

Yup. You got it.


Via this week's hero.

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Finally.

Desert Cat says what we're all thinking.

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Goodbye, Shelley Winters.

To me, you'll always be the feisty lady in The Poseidan Advanture, but I'll go back and see the movies you made as the Blonde Bombshell. Every single one of them.

WaPo has a nice bio here.

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"The Most Important Issue of Our Day

. . . is being decided right now," he tells me. "And people are oblivious."

"What's the issue?" I ask.

"The limits of Executive Power. The relationship between Congress and the President. I care about that much more than I care about abortion."

This clarified things for me enormously, because I had thought the big issues of the day were things like:
1) whether/how Israel will survive;
2) whether parts of Asia or the Middle East were going to be annihilated in a nuclear war;
3) whether terrorists would succeed in taking out both the White House and the Capitol building at the same time, thereby effectively decapitating the government of the United States as the 9/11 terrorists attempted to do;
4) whether Europe would remain Western and liberal in its outlook, or whether it would instead be overtaken by the unenlightened segment of it growing Muslim populations, and
5) just how much bloodshed there would be in the growing conflict between Islamism and Western-style liberalism.

But, no. Apparently the issue is that Bush is packing the Supreme Court with justices who will give him a little bit of latitude in fighting this war, though he hasn't approached the liberties FDR took with the system—much less those Abraham Lincoln felt forced to take in keeping the Union together.

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