March 20, 2008
If you didn't reach me via Right Wing News, check out Hawkins' terrific roundup of bad dancing. I'll bet I could beat 'em all: I'm terribly uncoordinated. Unless I'm driving, of course.
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They forgot: "periodically threaten to post pictures of your breasts."
Whaaaaaaaat?
(Via Memeorandum.)
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March 19, 2008
But, you know—funny. And that makes up for a multitude of sins.
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March 18, 2008
I'd love to be able to blog "from anywhere." I'd especially like to blog a road trip, just once. Unfortunately, at this point I'd have to do it by going from Denny's to Starbucks to Denny's along the Interstate 5, and WiFi-enabled restaurants and coffeehouses aren't that thick on the ground in the middle of the state.
I'm so low-tech; I'm like the blogging Luddite, here.
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March 17, 2008
(No; that isn't my record. I think I once got a major Insta-lanche that sent me over 10K, though I haven't kept track. These things are unreal.)
Here is my favorite Glenn Reynolds story, and it's been over two years since I told it *: I sat down next to him at CPAC 2006, and we chatted for a few minutes. There was a point at which it became clear that he wasn't sure whether I knew who he was—which, of course, I did. So I introduced myself, and gave him my card. All went smoothly until he decided to interview me for a podcast,and it was just at the moment that he got the mike out (shut up), that I looked at him and said, "you know what? It's happening right now. I'm feeling nervous, because it's you."
And, in one of my favorite B-sphere quotes of all time, he responded, "blogging stars are like bowling stars; no one outside our world cares."
So I laughed, and we went on from there (shut up).
* I see that I've changed a word here and there from when I blogged it at the time. I hate it when my memory goes all non-verbatim like that. Looking back, I did indeed use the word "starstruck."
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So, he pressures his wife into having these gay-sublimation threeways and then he confirms the story to embarrass her further.Nevermind the kids. They have kids, don't they? He has to put it out there that oh, not only is your dad gay, but mommy was a whore and daddy and mommy used to have "Friday Night Specials" with their driver/hustler?
And yeah, he pressured her, of course. I can't imagine threeways were her idea; women usually aren't agitating for the kinky stuff.
So she's more madonna than whore. Good to know. I do realize that women tend to be idiots, and any overt expression of sexuality makes a woman into a whore . . . but, really. Did Ace show up at TGIF with a mini-cam? How does he know the whole thing was her boyfriend's idea? From what I've read, this whole thing was a three-way relationship for a while, complete with breakfast on Saturday mornings: that's the kind of thing that both members of the "main couple" generally want—or else, the other one sets limits and makes sure it's strictly for playtime.
From my comments over at Ace's digs:
Aw, come on. (1) This NEVER would have come out if she hadn't played all innocent for the sake of the divorce court.(2) According to the section edited out of his book, she and the driver made the first moves, and McGreevy just joined in.
(3) The idea that a woman who plays around is a "whore" rests on the sexual double-standard.
(4) If my generation survived our own parents' sexual hijinks, then kids are a lot less delicate about sexual matters than people might suppose.
This whole idea that the children are invariably hurt when there is an infidelity really bothers me—it was one thing to say that Hillary Clinton, e.g., was the victim in Bill's philandering. She might or might not have been (depending on what she knew and when she knew it)—but when people start dragging the kids into this and talking about Chelsea as if she were betrayed by her father . . . what, did he swear an oath to be faithful to his DAUGHTER?
I know, I know: infidelities destabilize marriages, and children are hurt by divorce. But that is a matter of the parents(s) [it's usually both] making their own arrangements, and taking that risk. For instance, would you condemn a parent who took on the risk of allowing his/her child to ride a bike, just once, without a helmet? Life is full of risks, and it's the parent who should decide these things.
I just wish we could go back in time to the 1950s and acknowledge that there is a part of life (adult sexuality) that is reserved for grownups. And despite the flawed way adults conduct themselves in these situations, it DOESN'T summarize their abilities as parents. In fact, it may have nothing to do with their parents at all.
Unless we are going to suggest that only perfect people should be allowed to have kids.
Or unless we're going to sit around wringing our hands that the human sexuality is being discussed these days with such casual brutality. In which case . . . well, we've all got blood on our hands. No?
And it's we who should shut up, and stop making society so much less safe for the children.
(I know, I know: this sounds personal. And it is. For all my parents' faults, I don't blame them for how they treated each other while they were married. I blame them for how they treated me: that's much more to the point, isn't it?)
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March 16, 2008
Okey-doke:
Not a bit like Madonna or Sarah Jessica Parker.
(Background is here, with the whole sorry saga of this year's war over sex, bodybuilding, web-etiquette, shoes, ships, and sealing wax at the end.)
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The woman slept most of the flight, but awoke about 20 minutes before landing when the pilot announced the plane was on decent into Los Angeles. When the woman opened her eyes, she saw that an unknown man had moved into the seat next to her and was staring at her as he masturbated, the suit states.The woman turned toward the window in embarrassment and in an act of nervousness began to run her fingers through her hair where she noticed “a substantial amount of an extremely sticky substance in her hair,” the suit states.
The woman began to cry and tried to get the attention of a flight attendant, but was unsuccessful, the suit states. Finally a passenger in the row in front of the woman comforted her and verified the semen in her hair, the suit states.
Where the hell were the flight attendants?
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March 13, 2008
And the problem, Sean, with our new U.S. currency has nothing to do with introducing spot color, but the fact that it's ugly. It was ugly without the purple "5," and it's ugly with it. Furthermore, the new designs are even uglier than the old ones, though I was never a fan of the "green only" color scheme.
Nor am I into the "every bill is one size" dealio; it makes things harder for (1) the blind, and (2) the rest of us.
What is it with you real conservatives? Change isn't bad in and of itself. Bad change is bad. Good change is good.
And who gets to decide? Well . . . me. I'll handle this. I know how.
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March 11, 2008
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"We want to assure the expensive whore-buying public—whether they are drug dealers, washed-out big-league ball players, or compulsive gamblers on a temporary hot streak—that when they purchase one of our products, that fine bitch will now be DNA-tested and certified 100% free of contaminants from politicians or journalists," said Williams.Despite the new assurances, Rizzo says it may take years for the whore industry's luxury segment to recover from the incident.
"The saddest thing is what it done to the youngsters, those starry-eyed 17- and 18-year old boys out there who dream someday of blowing thirty or forty thousand dollars on a hotel room full of beautiful, high-end hookers," said Rizzo. "Sure, only a few ever achieve it, but that boyhood dream has always been universal. After the Spitzer incident, thought, I'm just not sure whether that's true anymore."
People never stop to consider the human cost.
(I did not add hyphens to Iowahawk's quote. Oh, wait: I did. And, as usual, I changed the double-hyphens to em-dashes. I like to keep things tidy, you know.)
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I just happened to see it there. On my sidebar. I'm not pimping them because they're an advertiser. Really. (Oh, wait. That was a lie. But I am bookmarking them, and I will be going back.)
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March 10, 2008
Long essays, lots of thought. And Kate and I, both blogging naked while drinking martinis late at night, back when I was making do with a dialup connection—and she lived farther West than I did.
Looking through my archives, it occurs to me that my writing was really, really freakin' dull back in those days. Like, boring boring.
("What makes you think things have changed?" I hear you ask. Well, nothing does, and maybe they haven't. But now I run shorter entries and more pix—also, I have video! That was a relative novelty just a few years ago.)
It's all good; thanks for your support. Send more money.
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Am I supposed to divulge whom this was actually written by? For now, I'll just specify one of the Warners Brothers alumni, and leave it at that. (It was put together by the Jim Henson people, natch.)
Anyone who's listened to him will find the voice unmistakable.
Hint: If you listened to KXLU in the 1980s—or went to Acme Comedy Theater in the 1990s—you've seen or heard this guy perform.
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March 08, 2008
She and do see this differently: I don't have a problem with positive comments about women. Even the ribald remarks don't bother me.
But poking fun at people—even celebrities—for trying to take care of themselves and stay in shape does bother me. That kind of thing has always hit a button: when I was a teenager I knew someone who used to cruise San Vicente Blvd in Santa Monica—where a lot of people run along the grassy median —and make nasty remarks about those who were running or jogging.
And I found it outrageous that someone could make fun of people who were in the very act of trying to improve themselves. It seemed particularly heartless.
When another writer in my workshop wrote about being tempted to judge an obese woman ordering a salad in a restaurant, my jaw just dropped—"what, exactly, was the judgement you were tempted to make?" I asked.
"Oh, it would be something like 'who does she think she's fooling?'"
And my jaw stayed on the floor. I really don't get slamming people who are trying to take care of themselves, whatever the circumstances. It just strikes me as mean.
The positive comments from male bloggers and commenters ("I'd hit it," and the like) are fine. They don't bug me. But saying negative things about people who are trying to do something positive, like getting stronger?
I don't like it. I've never liked it. I'm not going to pretend that I like it. If I'm the only person out there who doesn't like it, that's fine: I still don't like it.
And if I'm the only person who thinks that someone having a SAG card doesn't mean they should incur endless abuse, that's also fine. I wish actors had more privacy than they do, and the fact that there is an entire industry out there based on trying to get unflattering photos of them creeps me out. When anonymous bloggers then post these same photos on the internet, I don't like it.
Yes: I understand that those who make their livings as actors take that risk on, and I'll grant that Madonna has an exhibitionistic streak (less so Sarah Jessica Parker).
But I don't have to like it when people who write publicly, but still go to great lengths to preserve their private identities—such as Ace, Rusty, and their co-bloggers—exploit the fact that those who act for a living are forced to live in a fishbowl. (The normal exception has to be granted for those who do not act, or create, or do much of anything at all: those who are simply "famous for being famous" are not, to my mind, in this class. So you needn't "leave Britney alone," if you are trying observe Joy's idiosyncratic sense of decorum.)
So, yeah: I have a different sensibility on this topic from nearly anyone else.
But Cassie is right. Those who comment on political blogs would do well to remember that they are in a public place, and act accordingly. Or if they do not, they should not be surprised when some don't find the "debates" that go on worth checking out.
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March 07, 2008
Enter the ICHC online Poker Cats Contest!
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