September 19, 2009

There are three nekkid couples frolicking in the rain outside my house.
A cardinal pair, a mockingbird pair and a bluejay pair are enjoying the rain this morning.

I’ve watched them play, sing, talk, preen and just completely enjoy God’s bathtime. Each pair has kept to itself and the male and female have been quite close together up on the roof, along my front wall and in the Rose of Sharon right outside by studio window.
The female cardinal was particularly talkative, although the bright red male would, on occasion, interrupt briefly.
The mockingbirds put on a duet that included a very long call that included the lyrics and melody of several other songbirds. Cover tunes, you might say.
The bluejay male is a brute, cocky about his manhood and dominance, and he’s shouting at all the other birds to get off his lawn.
Not to anthropromorphize or anything.
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September 16, 2009

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I don’t have anything to say, I just thought you guys would like to see my most recent thumbnail picture.
Notice the hairdo, please. That is EXACTLY what my hair looks like every time I dye it green. I don’t know what is UP with that, but it makes me feel just so … so … fabulous.
Fuck that dead druggie. Caesar Romero, Si!
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14 September '09

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Nick Kristof, via a Slate book review:

They start with an extraordinary fact that shows how deep this abuse runs. Today, now, more than 100 million women are missing. They have vanished. In normal circumstances, women live longer than men—but China has 107 males for every 100 females in its overall population, India has 108, and Pakistan has 111. Where have these women gone? They have been killed or allowed to die. Medical treatment is often reserved for boys, while violence against women is routine. More girls are killed in this “gendercide” each decade than in all the genocides of the 20th century. This year, another 2 million girls will “disappear.”

Staggering.

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September 11, 2009

I was teaching 11th Grade U.S. History at Heritage Hall on this day in 2001. The day became more and more horrible. First the planes slamming into the office buildings. The plane at the Pentagon. The plane that slammed into a field in Pennsylvania. The towers, burning and falling. People jumping. The horror grew. What can you say to children at such a time? I can’t recall that I said anything at all. I still don’t have a word to say, not a word.