Back in 2007, I worked for a now-defunct adult website.
In preparation for recording videos, one of my bosses ordered the big, phonebook sized costume catalogs from companies like Leg Avenue. I leafed through them with fascination, because, after all, I'm a costume geek at heart.
And then suddenly it dawned on me:
We, as a society, have so bought in to the "Halloween is the time to for women dress like a stripper" idea, that literally, we go to costume stores and buy actual costumes marketed to the adult industry the other eleven months of the year.
There is so much to be said here involving slut shaming, stigmatization of sex workers, the virgin/whore dichotomy, the commoditization of women's bodies, etc etc etc.
There's nothing wrong with sexy costumes, please don't misunderstand me. I just wanted to highlight the extremely literal manifestation of this societal idea.
When her parents have a fight over the fact Margaret’s maternal grandparents come to visit, her father shouts something to the effect of, “What, do they want to see she doesn’t have horns?”
I always understood that as “they’ve never seen her, maybe she has horns.”
This morning my brain put the “horns” + “Anti-semites think Jews have horns” together.
I know all the stuff about maxi pads having belts got updated, did that get changed, too?
If shit hasn’t gotten real near you, be prepared, but calm. Put a movie in, get a beverage, maybe smoke a j, whatever your preference is.
If shit gets real, evacuate when you’re told to.
If shit doesn’t get real, awesome, you have the makings of a fantastic french toast party.
We survived 9/11 and the Blackout.
Shit, did you SEE what Brooklyn looked like after the blizzard this past winter?
We can handle this.
Just…be a bunch of Fonzies and calm the fuck down.
I AM FILLED WITH CONFLICT OVER THIS.
On the one hand: awesome. Less waste, and goods are usually cheaper when you can buy them in as-needed amounts and without having to pay for packaging that will only get thrown away.
On the other hand...
Was there ever a wankier, greener than thou piece of shit to come down the pike?!?
I'll probably go to see what it's all about, but...
Honestly, who has the time to plan out their grocery trips, gather the necessary containers, and shop like this?
I'm both impressed and baffled.
Anyone else got anything?
airspaniel and rockradar came to visit last week, and it was amaaaaaazing. I love them both so much, and I miss them so much, and it was so awesome to have them in my house.
That their flight didn't get in until 5am Friday when it was supposed to have arrived 11:30pm Thursday really sucked, but the important thing is that they got here, and we had all the fun. And drank all the beer.
Operation: CONVINCE THEM TO MOVE HERE was moved further towards success. Pictures and a more detailed post to come.
Here, have some links...
-Either Gearbox are stupid, or their PR firm is really stupid.
-Enjoy a free download of Samuel L. Jackson reading the instant children's classic, Go the F**k to Sleep. Yes, this has been linked everywhere. BRB, not caring!
-Why Groupon is Poised For Collapse. Wow, eerily reminiscent of the housing bubble's burst...
-6 Reasons Engagement Ring Shopping Objectively Sucks. YES THIS. If you're dropping many figures on my engagement ring, I'd want to know why that money wasn't thrown at your debt. Or a sweet vacation. Or something more useful than, to use a quote from the comments, "something that could be left on a sink in a public restroom."
-I'm a little late to the party with this one, but bodlon is raising money for top surgery. I <3 him to tiny little pieces, and he deserves all the help he can get.
Leaving aside the irritating use of "girl" to describe adult women, I haven't really had any commentary other than a side-eye.
I finally figured out my response, left as a comment on the above linked post.
Here it is. Ready?
If you can’t be a hot girl and a nerd, what the hell have my best girl friends and I been doing since childhood?
That’s really all I have to say on the subject, with a healthy punctuation of a full-body eyeroll.
There you go. There's my soundbite.
I really like that venue, but the ampitheatre needs a steeper rake. I couldn't see shit but backs and heads.
Anyway, one thing we did see was a kid in strange garb. Which led me to ask:( Hipster or Rumspringa? )
Melissa works on the same floor in my office, and she is riding a bike from Austin to Alaska (yes, you read that correctly) to raise money for cancer research.
Melissa is really awesome, and I encourage you to donate, even 'cause...damn...4000 miles.