Archive for April, 2011
fuming
Dear Glenn Beck, I used Planned Parenthood in my college days and for a couple years after and have contributed to them ever since, out of gratitude. I am not a hooker. In fact, the access to contraception that they provided is precisely why I had the opportunity to finish my education and have good [...]
for Yuri & co.
If I ever get home*, tonight I shall be drinking vodka. *Ted’s running late and then we’re supposed to row, though I might bag that and erg)
I owe a beer or three to the creators of Google Translate
Just when you think you’re doing really well, the universe throws more challenges at you. I’ve been easing back into working, but I think I’ve mostly passed the ‘easing’ point. I lifted Saturday (lighter on some arm stuff so I wasn’t sore for rowing, full weights on the deadlift), rowed Sunday (only 7.5 km because [...]
Cinda WIlliams Chima’s The Dragon Heir, the third book in a trilogy, just doesn’t measure up to the previous books, The Warrior Heir and The Wizard Heir. The characters are likeable and the plot is gripping and full of action; what bothers me is just a certain lack of narrative logic. For instance, the two [...]
small physicalities
My cough was a little better in Venice and then a titch worse again when we got home, and anyway this cough has responded to being kept wet (mostly with frequent sips of tea or water) more than any other I can remember. Thus today I bought a humidifer, in hopes that sleeping in damper [...]
someone’s little girl? so what?
This article irritates me a bit, in the same way that Kipling’s “Unknown Female Corpse” from “Epitaphs of the War” does: Headless, lacking foot and hand, Horrible I come to land. I beseech all women’s sons Know I was a mother once. If the idea that a woman was someone’s little girl once, or someone’s [...]
10 years on
First, the Venice report and photos are here and the next two entries (the photos are in the third one.) Meanwhile, I’ve just realized that I missed my decade blogiversary! I wrote my first entry on March 9, 2001 during a miserable winter in Massachusetts. (Pardon the formatting issues; they happened when I ported entries [...]