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| Wednesday, February 10th, 2010 | | 3:00 am |
Dear Sarah Palin,
or Money Grubbing Ho-Bag, first, it should be mentioned that I've never met anyone, I mean ANYONE, who has any ill will towards your children. though several people who know your family personally have frequently mentioned not particularly enjoying the company of any of your children, they feel bad for the kids having to deal with your ass dragging them kicking and screaming into the spotlight only to claim that people said things about them that no one did until you said it first and then had FOX repeat it a kajillion times until you've convinced others that your version is not a myth. oh, wait, that's why the rest of America feels sorry for your kids. the ones who know you say that they feel sorry for them because you're "such a bitch." not much love for you in Mat-Su lately? so, for the love of your children, stop saying mean things about them. second, it should also be mentioned that extremist Muslims are probably looking for kids that are as American as apple-pie to convert to their cause. you know, they need a new trojan horse. I'm sure they think your kids would be great. and given minute amount of the power of suggestion that it has been proven it takes to talk your elder children into dumb things, well, I'm pretty sure they're at the top of the list. don't be surprised when one of them leaves Thanksgiving dinner this year to do one of his or her daily prayers. but then again, you're no stranger to extremist sects. how many of them have you joined? the creationists, the tea partiers... it's been rumored that your a scientologist now. I can't say that I'd be surprised if that one were true. finally, when it comes to the hope and change-i-ness working out or not: clearly, there is no amount of hope on the planet that would change your mind about opening your mouth for money. that wasn't meant to sound like a reference to prostitution, but it's difficult (I know that you have similar problems with even commonly used words and phrases) to describe your actions in any other way. sincerely thinking about the uses of duct tape, a concerned American who actually knows what the Constitution says (go ahead and institute your literacy test... let's see all you bastards pass it) | | Monday, February 8th, 2010 | | 8:39 am |
| | Wednesday, January 13th, 2010 | | 1:48 pm |
Dear Pat Robertson
Pat, if I can call you that, if the recent 7.0 earthquake that has devestated the nation of Haiti is god's way of saying that they should have never usurped the French in 1804, then how do you explain other major earthquakes? to be more specific, how do you explain this: http://earthquake.usgs.gov/earthquakes/eqinthenews/2002/uskqaz/http://earthquake.usgs.gov/earthquakes/eqinthenews/2002/uslbbl/(and about 5000 after shocks, 500 of which were in the "noticeable" range: 3.5-5.0 on the Richter scale) and to go even further, how is this a message from god to the heathens when people who build their mansions on slide-prone areas of the California coast? why doesn't this get your hackles up? hoping to continue to not at all understand your crazy ass and motives, night music | | 1:36 am |
| | Monday, January 11th, 2010 | | 12:06 pm |
| | Sunday, January 10th, 2010 | | 11:45 am |
new parts
1) Iris (my car) is getting all kinds of fixed up. my mom's xmas gift to me. new tires. new paint (trying to convince her that it's just the hood that needs it, don't want to have to start over on the bumper stickers). possibly a new radio. new lease on life (aka no longer on the DL). 2) new teeth for my face. my 16 year molars are finally coming in. yes, I'm sure they aren't my wisdom teeth. I only have two of those and they're on the bottom and my older brother has yet to get his coming in and my dad's never came in. plus the dentist finally had to freeze my last few baby teeth and break them out of my mouth in 8th grade. then my 12 year molars didn't come in until 16 or 17. as my mom put it, "you all seem to have retarded teeth." ( retarded here meaning exactly what it's supposed to mean: slowed down; as opposed to the slang... why do I feel I have to qualify that... you guys know me better than that.) it's weird, though. the sensation of it. something I associate with a long time ago. something I hardly remember, but strangely familiar. like a belly full of egg nog. (one of my first memories from about a year and a half old: my dad and me totally bogarting an entire pint of egg nog. my developmental psych teacher in college tried to convince me that I knew that as a narrative later when I had words, that there was no way at a year and a half that I could understand, describe and remember the ideas of "egg nog" and "let's drink it all" and "don't tell mom"... I definitely knew what "egg nog" was). | | Friday, January 8th, 2010 | | 7:07 pm |
oh, and in other news, I'm the newest member of the Karen Sage for Judge (TX 299th district court). I'm going to have income again. | | 6:58 pm |
nominees for the "to be voted off the planet" list when SURVIVOR gets their act together
dear Ron Paul, you are so nutty that the other night when you were on Rachel Maddow, you made me not only feel sorry for her (sitting there with the "I'm going to intensely concentrate on trying to put together the words that just came out of your mouth into some semblance of sense." face), but also for Sen. Phil Graham. whiskey tango foxtrot?! why is your crazy juice making me feel bad for that douche-bag? sincerely, one of many concerned citizens dear tea party leader dude, learn to spell if you want anyone to take your movement seriously. it's one thing to have an unpopular opinion (that most people file under "symptoms of bigotry"). it is still another to be a bad speller. but to be both at the same time? come on. I'm sure you can spell check your messages BEFORE inking in the permanent marker on your sign. do a draft in pencil, say. then when you like what it's saying, type it into a computer and adjust before wasting paper*. thanks, person who thinks it's one thing to own a gun, it's a whole other bag of cats to swing it around ELECTED officials you don't happen to agree with * I mean, if you're going to be fiscally conservative, you shouldn't waste that poster board. it can get really expensive. never you mind the implication that not wasting paper will make you look like a mamby pamby environmentalist. I'm sure no one will ever mistake you for one of those.dear Derek Bickerton, you are so so so so so so so wrong. SO WRONG! hoping you'll do more thorough research next time, girl who knows that language evolution books can be found just about anywhere in a library or book store depending on the M.A., M.F.A., M.S. or Ph.D. field of the researcher (linguistics, writing, child development, kinetics, zoology, etc.) | | Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009 | | 8:42 pm |
| | Thursday, December 17th, 2009 | | 1:43 am |
one other thing regarding Palin
I get involuntary tics every time she says that she's "from Wasilla." it's like Palin-the-Alaskan tourettes. similar to the Bush-the-Texan tourettes that many yellow dogs get. again: she is from Idaho. like the famous potatoes. she moved to AK in high school and went back to Boise the first chance she got (college). he's from Connecticut. he had a similar arc. and the allegation from many CT people of "what is wrong with Texans that we let him survive?" you try getting into the former head of the CIAs house. where as you guys dropped the ball in a) inoculating him and b) the many creative accidental ways he could have died in college. (I have twisted day dreams about the unintended uses of a beer keg.) | | Wednesday, December 16th, 2009 | | 9:23 pm |
really reaching for the material
I have new, and quite adorable I must say, "bear ass" pants. they're UAF 3/4 length sweat pants. my aunt got them for me at UAF last summer when she was up there for her god-son's wedding. apparently the adoption of the Nanook (misspelling of "nanuq" meaning "polar bear" in Inupiaq) as its mascot was new to her. she said that it used to be the "belican"? (I think she meant "pelican" but had a cold at the time she was telling my mother this... however, not being the Audubon fanatic of the family, I could be wrong.) | | 9:02 pm |
on "stick 'em up" S. Palin's recent tirades
I'm going to go ahead and skip right past the idiocy of the article claiming that "polar bears aren't endangered", "climate change is cyclical" and "this whole 'the world is unreasonably hot given that we're scientists and have been studying the cyclical changes of the earth's climate for a long time and know what we're talking about' is a bull-pucky. I got yer expert right here." what I want to focus on is the accusation that the only reason that anyone would be suggesting that global warming exists and has been exponentially/unnaturally increased by human activity is a ruse pulled on humanity with the intended result of making "Al Gore and his friends at the EPA" money. I'm thinking that if anyone made money for the EPA using global warming as a reason, it's Mrs. Sarah "give me all yer money and I'll never run for office again" Palin. "But how could you propose such a paradox, Panika?" you ask. on my recent venture into the last frontier (last March), I stayed with my neighbors (the people who own the property abutting our property on Murphy Dome), the Webbs. Spider's opinion of Palin is mostly favorable (as opposed to UAF Alumni Executive Director Joe Hayes who feels she sucked the whole time... for example: enacting policies that made the Permanent Fund primary drop from $80 billion to $42 billion in just over a year... at the time of our conversation) view of her time in office. one of the few things I could agree on him was the legislation she pushed and succeeded in getting enacted that would limit snowmobile sales in the state to models which are EPA certified. good job. however, another conversation involved him damning similar legislation that she also spear headed. this one was one that dealt with the value of structures on personal property, residential structures in particular. there is a five point rating system on the efficiency of residential buildings. Spider's house was, and probably still is, rated as having 4 point rating. this is pretty good for a log cabin. but the one thing that holds the house back from being rated as having a 5 point efficiency value is the lack of an EPA certified heating and cooling system. (yes, global warming has had the result of many Alaskans needing AC during the summer.) his current system is fairly simple: good air flow, windows situated to make good use of light during both summer and winter, compact fluorescent light bulbs and, like many Alaskans, a wood burning stove. the legislation that Palin pushed devalues wood burning stoves which are one of the lowest carbon footprint ways of heating a house. I'm sorry, but Al Gore is contributing to the EPA's pocket lining scheme? and she's doing what? you know, other than telling Alaskans that it's inefficient to use the wood on their property (so little of which is needed that it easily regenerates within a few years and is, to the naked eye, completely unnoticeable), especially when, due to most of the fact that tree species up there have shallow root systems meant to be supported by permafrost, and thus many trees are falling over and need to be disposed of (preferably in a useful and positive environmentally impactful manner like, oh say, mulch or FIRE WOOD for the fireplace/wood burning stove... as opposed to massive and dangerous to the subarctic desert climate bon-fires). in conclusion, I must say to Mrs. Palin: bravo for managing to extend cognitive dissonance into new and different areas, Sarah. | | 8:26 pm |
quotes of the day
"You would think that at some point the insanity would be so much that it would implode in on itself like a red dwarf... which apparently it has in the sense that it has pulled all this stuff in like a black hole." ~Bastian in reference to the "my mother's house before the clean up" photos "Fuckin' hell man. It's fucking Christmas. That's why we bought fucking Christmas hats. It's not my fault that you can't figure out how to put a fucking Christmas hat on. You know, like day three of the twelve days of fucking Christmas. Three duh duh duh duh, two turtles dancing... oh! Three french hens! And tomorrow will be four pipers piping." ~lady at the bus stop to her friend I noticed this because their other friend was teaching his dog (who also had red felt, tinsel weighted, holly embellished, mother lovin' reindeer horns tied to his head) to wave at traffic and I waved back. I guess they had gone to Savers? but the conversation brought up a number of interesting thoughts. 1) I'm no expert, but the song is "12 drummers drumming, 11 pipers piping, 10 lords a'leaping, 9 ladies dancing, 8 maids a'milking, 7 swans a'swimming, 6 geese a'laying, FIVE GOLD RINGS!!!, 4 calling birds, 3 french hens, 2 turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree"... 2) of course I've never encountered a song by the name of "the twelve days of *fucking* Christmas" and so she could be right. if this is so, what does the whole song say (discuss) 3) I didn't know that I was supposed to get a Christmas hat. how have I missed this? 4) did the 12 days of Christmas come before or after Christians became painfully aware that Chanukah is 8 days long? "Out of context the phrase 'loose interceptor' has so much potential!" ~me talking about organizing my mom's pet meds yesterday "I think of androginous people as being gender more as opposed to gender less." ~ Bastian being dumbish "Let's not open that until after Christmas." ~my aunt in reference to the topic of my mom's intervention (context is fun) "It should have a Surgeon General's warning: not healthy for epileptics or those with taste... or not safe for pregnant women, may induce miscarriage... or must be taken with a hit of LSD to avoid sheer boredom." ~me trying to convince Bastian that his play reviews for the Austinist should have this sort of sidebar... yeah the middle comment was pretty crass, but given some of his play descriptions (especially those involving act long screeching... he also uses the term "beheading" on the audiences behalf to describe this) is pretty applicable | | 6:41 pm |
Cash is as Cash does
any time you want to. because clearly I've run out of middling posts and really don't care because I don't know how to right the time stamp either. seriously. Bueller? Bueller? | | 6:39 pm |
C'mon, Rub-a-Tummy
Cary is really working on learning to "be the Buddha" like his cousin Kinky at my mother's house. he's got the belly down and has learned to like having it rubbed. but he really needs to work on the zen and healing parts. anytime anyone wants to teach me how to get a multi-photo post that I can go back in and put lj-cuts into from my flickr account, feel free to give me a tutorial. emphasis on the word "free" given the broke-assness that I currently am. | | 6:37 pm |
Cousin Panika tells it like it is
one day Kai will benefit from this... but I don't know that it'll pay back all he spent on the therapy to deal with it. (I'm really just pointing at either a cat, Chipper or his sister trying to get them into the photo) yeah, other thing is that I have a lot of cute cousins in my life. when I tell you that a lot of people (slam family, kerr family and blood relations) had kids at the same time (most of them are three right now and many have open ended vowel names, which makes it increasingly difficult to keep the names straight, we're at a 25% probability I will get your kid's name right on first attempt). there's also photos of my cousins Carol & Patrick's kids from when my grandmother, Gram Carol, was in town. including "Future Missing Film from the Annelise Show" (as opposed to "Future Film of the Missing Annelise Show"... we'll go ahead and thank Bastian for that one too). | | 6:30 pm |
Nina post-op 3
Nina waits for a treat from Jim, 10/4/09 this is her recent post op, there's a more recent one on the photo stream. she has a new "dimple". this is what we call the hair swirlies on her butt. the new one is where the incision was. | | 6:29 pm |
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Everyone is cuter with a cat on their shoulder
this is me with Chewey (aka Chew-Buckley) a ways back. he has since been abducted by coyotes and/or foxes. I like to use the word "abducted" as if they've taken the cat away to brainwash and induct into their "get the hell out of our hill country" cult a la Patty Hearst rather than being a casualty of their war... because, quite honestly, the organization and ingenuity of three species (coyotes, red fox & grey fox) working together for a distinct purpose (getting us to quit marginalizing their habitat) is so cool that I want to like every part of it. it's my rationalization. either love it, leave it or get your own. | | 6:17 pm |
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